Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

"I don't know if you can complete the five-year mission set by His Majesty without financial support, but the Ministry of Works will definitely not be able to complete it."

"So, whether you want to destroy Buddhism or suppress it, I have no problem with that!"

"As long as the Ministry of Industry can be of use to you, Lord Guo, please just ask!"

At the grand court meeting, Zhu Youxiao proposed a five-year plan. If we were to say who was under the greatest pressure, it would be Wu Chunfu, besides Guo Yunhou!

Within five years, I want to see initial improvements in water conservancy in Shaanxi and Shanxi, Henan and Hebei. At the very least, the people will not be without water due to drought. This is just the task of the Ministry of Works itself.

The Ministry of War's 800,000 elite soldiers and generals all need to be equipped with corresponding weapons and armor, and all of this has to be managed by the Ministry of Works.

There are also 1,500 schools under the Ministry of Rites. All they have to do is select sites and draw up drawings. The real work is done by the Ministry of Works!

All of these require a lot of money to support!

Now that Guo Yunhou has found a way to make money, Wu Chunfu is naturally the first to support him.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Minister of Rites Meng Shaoyu nodded.

"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly!"

"With money, I can preach to the people!"

"Fuck Buddha, I never believed in that!"

"You haven't lived your life to its full potential yet, and you're still thinking about going to paradise after you die?"

"When you kick your legs and close your eyes, who knows which direction the door to the West will open!"

Wen Tiren picked up a piece of lotus root slice and put it in his mouth. He chewed it a few times, swallowed it with wine, and turned to look at Zhu Youjian.

"What does Prince Xin think?"

Zhu Youjian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master Wen, please don't give me such a difficult question."

"This prince is not experienced in the world, how can he make a decision on such a big matter?"

Wen Tiren smiled and said, "I didn't let you make the decision. I just wanted to hear your opinion."

Zhu Youjian saw that everyone was looking at him and couldn't help but take a long breath.

"In that case, I will just be gentle with you."

"The foundation of our Ming Dynasty is the hundreds of millions of poor people."

"To be honest, if it weren't for their support, even if Emperor Hongwu was wise, he might not have been able to correct the mistakes."

"Therefore, the life and death of the people is the most important thing."

"Only when they are safe can the Ming Dynasty be safe."

"If I have to choose between the common people and Buddhism, then I will choose the common people!"

"I believe that if there really is a Buddha in this world, he would not have any objection to this."

At the end, he smiled with relief.

"Buddha said: Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"

"If millions of people in Shanshan can survive because of this, it would be like a towering tower, right?"

"If there really is a Buddha in this world, I think he would not refuse such a merit!"

"Hahahaha!"

Wen Tiren burst into laughter after hearing this.

He pointed at the gold, silver and grain that were still being carried in by the clerks and said, "If that's the case, then Minister Guo, just go ahead and do it!"

"I am fifty-four this year. I have always been cautious and self-protective throughout my life as an official!"

"Today I will take a risk!"

"I'll take care of this matter!"

"If you get into any trouble because of this, feel free to blame it on me!"

"No matter what those monks and Taoists want to do tomorrow, you don't have to pay attention to them. I will be waiting for them at the Meridian Gate!"

[I didn't sleep well after a few days of playing outside, and a boil grew on my thigh. Damn, it hurt so much. I went to the hospital and was told I had to be hospitalized, have my spinal anesthesia, have my spine cut open, and have my veins drained... I refused! I'll continue writing when I get back. Five updates a day won't work, but I'll try to keep it to three! Please forgive me.]

Chapter 318: Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself? Do you think you can go through this main gate?

After hearing Wen Tiren's words, everyone began to drink peacefully.

But few people touch the food on the table!

Because when it comes to drinking, those gold and silver are more delicious than the dishes on the table.

The petty officials kept coming in and out, so they just sat in the warehouse and watched.

They sat from the hour of Hai until dawn, and no one left except to get up to urinate.

At the hour of Mao, a red sun hung in the sky, and Wen Tiren stood up.

"Xiao Liu, follow me into the palace!"

The monk official Liu Qianqiu's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He knew very well what would happen today. If something went wrong, he would be ruined!

"Don't worry, they can't eat you with me here!"

Seeing his timid look, Wen Tiren glared at him and reached out to pull him up from the chair.

It takes about a quarter of an hour to walk from the Ministry of Revenue’s warehouse to the Meridian Gate.

During this period, no one knew what Wen Tiren said to Liu Qianqiu.

But by the time they arrived at the Meridian Gate, the uneasiness on Liu Qianqiu's face had completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a face full of ferocity!

It was still early at this time, and there was no one else outside the Meridian Gate except the Jinyiwei on duty.

Wen Tiren took Liu Qianqiu straight to the city wall and sat on the Meridian Gate.

Chenshi.

A group of monks, with their heads shining in the sun, gathered from afar along Chang'an Avenue to the outside of Chengtian Gate. There were about three or four hundred of them.

Chengtianmen is what later became Tiananmen Square.

An old monk in the lead bowed to the Jinyiwei guarding the gate.

"Amitabha!"

"I am the abbot of the Great Huguo Temple, my Buddhist name is Wuxie."

After saying that, he pointed at the monks behind him.

"They are monks from nine temples in the city, including Dabaoguo Temple and Baita Temple. They came here today to ask for an audience with the Queen!"

"I wonder if you could tell me something?"

The Jinyiwei was like a blind man and didn't even look at him.

Abbot Wuxie was a little embarrassed. After a moment, he repeated what he had just said.

But the Jinyiwei still had no intention of paying attention to him.

Abbot Wuxie's old face suddenly turned red. After all, he was the abbot of a temple, in charge of more than a hundred monks. When had he ever been ignored like this?

So, he introduced himself for the third time and stated his purpose, and he deliberately raised his voice a lot.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Jinyiwei glared at him with disdain and pointed at the side door next to Chengtian Gate.

"Old monk!"

"You have no shoes, not no eyes!"

"The side door is open. Why do you still need me to invite you in?"

"Or do you really have to let me open the front door and let you go?"

"Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? Do you think you can go through this main entrance?"

Wuxie was stunned!

this........

Is it so easy to enter and exit the imperial city now?

We are new to the palace, so don't be fooled!

He stared at the Jinyiwei for a long time and found that the man did not seem to be talking nonsense at all, so he tentatively walked in through the side door.

He stepped into the door and looked back at the Jinyiwei. Seeing that these people had no intention of stopping him, he took another step forward.

I'm coming in!

Looking back, those Jinyiwei were still the same as before.

He subconsciously took two steps back.

The poor monk is out!

And then........

I'm coming in!

The poor monk is out!

I'm here again!

I'm out again!

Suddenly, the Jinyiwei's scolding voice came from behind.

"What do you think this palace gate is? Will there ever be an end to the flow of people coming in and out?"

Abbot Wuxie subconsciously stopped, but he confirmed one thing: this group of Jinyiwei actually had no intention of stopping them from entering the palace!

Afterwards, he called all the monks and entered the imperial city through the side door.

Behind Chengtian Gate is Duanmen, which is not a city gate in the true sense, but a place for storing the emperor's ceremonial guards.

When they arrived here, Abbot Wuxie was surprised to find that the Jinyiwei here had no intention of stopping them.

This made him feel uneasy.

He turned to look at the abbot of the Dabaoguo Temple beside him and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Wushou, do you know when the rules of this imperial city were changed?"

"Why do these Jinyiwei ignore us?"

Abbot Wushou placed one hand in front of his chest and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha, I haven't been to the palace for a long time, so I don't know much about this."

"I heard that since His Majesty was summoned by Lord Hongwu last year, he has become a different person and has changed many of the rules in the court."

“Perhaps this is one of them.”

Abbot Wuxie suddenly understood and returned the greeting to Abbot Wushou.

"Amitabha!"

"Brother Wushou is indeed very intelligent. He can see through this matter at a glance. If that's the case, then we will continue to enter the palace!"

The group passed through the Duanmen Gate and continued forward. Soon, they arrived outside the Wumen Gate.

But the situation here is somewhat different from what they have encountered before.

In addition to the main gate of the Meridian Gate being closed, the side doors and arm gates nearby were also tightly closed.

Dozens of Jinyiwei stood in front of the door, staring at them fiercely!

Seeing the monks coming, one of the centurions strode over, drew out his embroidered spring sword, and shouted loudly.

"stop!"

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Abbot Wuxie hurriedly stepped out and introduced himself.

"Amitabha!"