Confucianism 4

"The master advised me to abandon Wenyuan and ignore it." Zhu Di immediately asked back, "Bo Wenyuan is trapped in the capital, and I can't save him, so how can I abandon him?"

The suggestion of rescue of Bo Wenyuan is Guo Pu, Zhang Zhengxin, Xu Zengshou, Li Yao and other core figures in the north. Everyone believes that no matter whether Bo Chen is guilty or not, no matter how far he goes, he is a member of the six northern provinces and must be tried by the six northern provinces, and outsiders cannot bully him.

"Your Highness understands in his heart why the little monk needs to be swearing. Is it because of insufficient evidence in the court? Or is it because of his reputation as a great scholar?" Yao Guangxiao's analysis came to the forefront. If it weren't for the fierce wording of the Yan King Zhu Di and the governor Guo Pu, Bo Chen's case had been concise and there was no need to delay until now.

In the hazy state, Zhu Di had already thought of what Yao Guangxiao was going to say, but as a prince, some words were better put forward by his subordinates. He sighed softly, and Zhu Di pretended to be very unbearable and said, "But Wenyuan is my old man in Peking after all, and abandoning him will inevitably hurt his brother's heart. Besides, I can't see how this matter is related to the ownership of the customs"?

Yao Guangxiao counted the rosary and smiled slightly, as if he had expected Zhu Di to answer like this, and responded confidently: "Of course it doesn't matter, but if Your Highness relates these two matters, wouldn't all the problems be solved? According to my monk's opinion, the world's affairs can never escape the word "trading".

The situation is clear. The court issued three new orders to regulate the power of local officials, unify taxes and recognize property rights. At least the first two items are targeted from the north. However, the only thing that the north can accept is the third one.

Sometimes Zhu Di felt that his brother was very pitiful. From the perspective of bystanders, he believed that Emperor Zhu Biao devoted himself to the Zhu family and had good thoughts to the people. But the officials under him were too bad. Those guys learned the four-character official words "light, heavy, slow, and urgent" to the extreme, and any good decree would change their taste. Put aside the conflict of interests between himself and his brother and not talk about it. Just from the perspective of maintaining local government, people from the court cannot be let go of people from the court.

Come in. However, if you reject the imperial decree, there is no appropriate reason. When the two sides conflict, the north will not be morally strong. Guo Pu and Xu Zengshou are both people who focus on considering issues from a common sense. The best advice they have given to the King of Yan so far is to partially accept these two decrees and strive for independent appointments by officials. From then on, the expenses of the six northern provinces will be intercepted from the taxes and customs taxes paid to the court. If you don’t give your brother any benefits, can the court agree?

Yao Guangxiao's suggestion allowed him to see a way to compromise with greater interests. At present, what the six northern provinces did is enough to Bo Wenyuan, a person who has no official position and half of them, and it may not be possible to achieve any result if he persists. If a dead Bo Wenyuan exchanges the court's compromise in the tax bureau and customs, Zhu Di also believes that Bo Wenyuan died as much as possible.

"It's a pity that Bo Chen is a great talent." After all, he was an old man in Peking, and Zhu Di felt a little reluctant.

"Your Highness is really a bodhisattva. Long live to do something wrong. Your Highness will instead damage his reputation for hiding his brother. If a great talent cannot be used by a wise master, can it be called his talent?" Yao Guangxiao sneered and analyzed the gains and losses, "Besides, everyone in the world knows that Your Highness runs hard for Bochen. At this moment, a dead Wenyuan is more than a hundred times stronger than a living Wenyuan."

A dead Wenyuan is more than a hundred times stronger than a living Wenyuan. This is the only point, Mr. Bochen has to die. His killing can be exchanged for temporary compromise between the north and the south on the appointment of officials. His killing can make the hearts of scholars all over the world go north. In the future, the King of Yan can gain the upper hand in the struggle with the court. Princess Chen Qingdai was weakly outside the study door, and tears were pouring like a spring.

The man in the room was his husband, and it turned out to be a great hero in her girlish dream. When he got closer, he realized that the so-called hero was just like this. Every hero was covered with a pile of bones. When people commemorate the hero's great achievements, no one would ask whether the pile of bones would be willing.

"Die'er, is it you? Why don't you come in and talk?" Zhu Di and Chen Qingdai had a deep relationship. When they heard the movement outside the door, they called in a low voice.

"Here you come, the prince and the master are talking about Zen here, how dare I disturb me?" Chen Qingdai wiped his tears and replied carefully.

"I don't know that the princess is here, and I am guilty of it." Seeing that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, Yao Guangxiao recited the Buddha's name and stood up to say goodbye.

Chen Qingdai and her husband held hands and sent Yao Guangxiao out of the lobby. A woman in Peking did not avoid seeing others. In front of outsiders, she had to maintain her husband's majesty. She was disappointed and painful, but could only hide behind her smile.

A coolness came from the soft and erectile dynasty in his hand, bringing Zhu Di back to the present world from the nervous thinking just now. The concubine's eyes were red, and she had obviously just cried. She carefully put the fur on her wife. Zhu Di asked with concern: "Xiaodie, are you uncomfortable? Do you still miss your father and brother?"

"No, I just heard Master Yao's words and felt pitiful, so I was sad." Chen Qingdai didn't hide it from her husband and she had just heard their discussion.

"When will you come? Why don't I know?" Zhu Di asked nervously.

Looking up at Zhu Di's slowly turning his dark face, Chen Qingdai felt bitter and replied sadly: "Don't worry, how could I do something unfavorable to you? Although I am not as considerate as you women in Jiangnan, I have read the word "marrying as husband."

Seeing his wife's sad and sad look, Zhu Di couldn't help but feel soft. He gently took her and put her in the rocking chair in the study, and wiped her eyes with his big hands. "Die'er, I can't do it either. Don't blame me. You have to know that if I don't do this, more people may die. The fifth brother's family, the old Yang family, and your Chen family."

"I know." Chen Qingdai pulled her husband's hand and pressed it on her cold face, as if sucking the remaining warmth in her palm. "I don't blame you, my firearms are all due to Yongming City to go out to sea. I just feel sad, for myself and for you."

"I'm just blamed on the fact that I was born in the home of the emperor. There are tens of thousands of manufacturers in the six northern provinces. I have to make up my mind." Zhu Di was also a little discouraged. After comforting his wife, he had to face the following questions about how to explain to Guo Pu, Xu Zengshou and others to obtain their understanding. This matter can be hidden from the world, but these wise men around him. There are not many things to do about "the prince". Once there is something wrong, every step is like walking on thin ice.

"Your Highness, what should General Xiao Zhang and the others do? Aren't you afraid that they will fall into the capital?" Chen Qingdai looked frowning and whispered to remind her husband that the scouts had been on their way for many days. If they change their minds at this time, Zhang Zhengxin's situation would be extremely dangerous.

"It's okay, let's act separately, compromise with the court and do not conflict with the secret rescue of people. If you save someone, you won't take them back to Peking. At that time, I will give the emperor a chance to refuse to admit his account. Anyway, he will refuse to admit his account is his best. If he can't save him, there may not be anyone in the world who can stop Zhengxin and his scouts."

"But what if General Zhang fails?" Chen Qingdai asked afterwards, looking forward to her husband not giving herself a cold-blooded answer.

Zhu Di knew what his wife was afraid of, so he gently picked up Chen Qingdai's face, looked at her eyes, and said word by word: "If he really failed, we can't retreat, so we had to pull the banner and rebel. In the end, we can't let these five thousand miles of land and tens of thousands of industries be used to waste it."

A dead Bowenyuan is stronger than a living Bowenyuan, and a war-torn China is better than a peaceful China. At least Yao Guangxiao thinks so. He silently recites the Buddhist mantra, Yao Guangxiao happily goes to his residence. The cycle of reincarnation in China for thousands of years is exactly the best time for the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and their branches to grow. If it weren't for the support of the Mongolians, the Quanzhen Sect would not have jumped from an unknown small branch to the largest sect of Taoism.

With the confrontation of the Northern and Southern Dynasties for a hundred years, Buddhist temples may not be able to spread across the country. The opportunity is right in front of you. As long as King Yan Zhu Di can raise an army to seize the country, Yao Guangxiao is the first hero of the regent, and can be compared with Zhang Zifang, who has been in the Han Dynasty for four hundred years. You can meet the Buddhist branch where you are located, and you will usher in another glory. Compared with this glory, what is the death of a little person in troubled times? It is just a little sacrifice in front of the Buddha. Isn’t there an old saying, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the ground.

At that time, will I take off my monk's robe and be powerful in the court or the country, or retire to the mountains and forests forever. Thinking of the bright future, Master Yao's blood is boiling. A wisp of white water mist appears in the cold wind, and the remaining snow particles rolled up by the wind are melted and evaporated by his body temperature. Of course, it is best to be the Buddha King Mozao, while enjoying the glory of the world, while forgetting the mountains and rivers.

On the street where the snow was fresh, a monk smiled and strolled forward, looking forward to the grand occasion of Buddhism in his hands, and didn't even bother to look at the pedestrians on the street. With a bang, Master Yao crashed into the arms of the pedestrians opposite, took a few steps back, and woke up his good dream with his butt.

"Buddha"!

It was cold and the ground was frozen. Master Yao fell heavily and even broke the Buddha's name into pieces. Amitabha Buddha only had the word "Buddha", but the other party was so unaware of it that he refused to help him up and watched the fun with a smile.

Yao Guangxiao's anger hit her upwards, and she rolled up, and she was about to have an attack. She looked at the other person's face and swallowed the swear words back to her stomach.

The man who knocked him down stood in front of him with a smile. It was Li Yao, the commander of the cavalry division of the Northern Army. This man was killed by the Mongols and had a deep hatred for his blood. When he fought with the Mongols in the army, his subordinates never left a living lip service, so he got the nickname of a butcher. After middle age, he became active and kind, but he always carried the hat of a butcher.

The butcher Li Yao pretended to apologize and reached out to remove the snow on Yao Guangxiao, but kept ridiculing her mouth: "Master, why did you worship Buddha before you reach the mountain gate? Could someone ask you to do some rituals and kowtow all the way back to the temple?"

"Li Tanyue was joking. When the young monk was just walking, he thought about the essence of Buddhism. He accidentally bumped into the general. Please don't blame him." After all, Yao Guangxiao was just a guest and could not have an attack. He forced himself to smile and apologize to Li Yao.

"It might as well, maybe, if the master doesn't hit me, I'll look for the master. This collision is like a wake-up call, how about it?" Li Yao's answer was filled with misty mountains and mist, which made Yao Guangxiao unable to touch the edge.

Li Yao was a famous stubborn man in the army. He came to him. He knew that it might not be a good thing, but he was not easy to refuse. Yao Guangxiao put his hands together and gave a Buddhist ritual, and asked carefully: "I don't know what the general has to do with the monk."

"Hey, that's the case." Li Yao patted Yao Guangxiao on the shoulder with his big hand and almost slapped the monk to the ground. "I killed too many people when I was a teenager. Every time I think about it, I feel uncomfortable, so I want to follow the Buddhist sect. I don't know if the Buddhist sect can help me, a person with a serious murder."

Yao Guangxiao felt ecstatic when he heard this, and was even happier than picking up two tanks of sesame oil. He first set off his airs and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then he pointed out in a serious manner: "Amitabha, good, good. The donor has the heart to be kind, but the Buddhist sect has the principle of not accepting it. The Tao is that Buddhism is vast and can save people who are destined to be."

"Don't the Buddha think that I'm serious about killing?" Li Yao asked happily.

"Good, good, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, how can I kill the evil? Lao Na had long seen that the donor had a fate with my Buddha, but he did not dare to take away the beloved generals under the command of King Yan. If the donor is dedicated to the Buddha, he might as well be a lay Buddhist at home. He recites scriptures diligently and worships in the morning and evening, and there will naturally be a day to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. I am not talented and dare to make a good relationship with the donor. If the donor does not abandon me, I would like to be a guide to the Buddhist sect." Yao Guangxiao was full of compassion and attracted several people who went to the Yan King's Mansion to watch.

Although Li Yao's position is not high, the confidant that King Yan Zhu Di has always been with him was earlier than Guo Pu's day of following the Dragon. Master Yao was calm on the surface, but secretly hoped that he could really follow Buddhism. With Li Yao's status, he would definitely attract a large number of high-level believers to Master Yao.

"Let me think about it," butcher Li Yao was confused, "The master said, as long as I recite scriptures and worship Buddha, will it be okay to kill so many people?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Yao Guangxiao agreed to the Buddha. Who in the army has no blood on his hands? If Li Yao can enter Buddhism, everyone can enter Buddhism. In this way, the Buddhist sect will be prosperous.

"Will you go to hell after death"?

"No, no." Yao Guangxiao was so anxious that he wanted to find a Buddhist scripture to prove that what he said was true. He became a monk to find a shortcut in Zhongnan. Since the day he became a monk, he had been looking at the world. His Buddhist teachings were already poor, but how could he think of it for a while? Although he was anxious, he felt like more than a hundred little mice scratching his mouth, but he couldn't keep making a promise, and he just slapped his chest and swore to the sky.

"No, no," Li Yao suddenly shouted, scaring Master Yao. "I have killed so many people, so many people cursed me day and night, hoping that I will go to hell early. With just a few incense sticks and a few plain words, the Buddha saved me and ignored all the resentment. Wouldn't the Buddha have the same virtue as the corruption and bribery officials in the south? Is this kind of Buddhism not visible to me?"

"Coaxing", the onlookers burst into laughter. This guy named Yao pretended to be a magician, and many people thought of him as he was accustomed to making military achievements. But because of the feelings of King Yan, it was hard for everyone to do anything to him. Today, Li Yao took action to deal with him and obeyed everyone's heart, how could he not win the applause of everyone?

"This..."? Yao Guangxiao was suddenly thrown from the peak of his emotions to the bottom of the valley by Li Yao. Only then did he realize that Li Yao was trying to tease him from the beginning, and he couldn't think of any Buddhist teachings to "show off the secrets". His face was so embarrassed that he blushed. He pretended to be muttering, "Good... The sea of ​​suffering is endless... It's the shore." He lowered his head and separated the crowd, hurriedly leaving.

"Stop, I haven't finished saying anything yet," butcher Li Yao shouted loudly, nailing Yao Guangxiao's steps to the snow.

Yao Guangxiao knew that the principle of strong dragons could not defeat local snakes. He had no official position. Even if he was beaten by this bastard named Li, His Highness King Yan would not be able to come forward for him. Besides, none of these generals who watched the fun were easy to mess with. If everyone closed their eyes and pretended not to see them, even if they were chopped by Butcher Li, they would probably die in vain. He turned around with grievance, gave a bow again, and asked more carefully: "What else does the general have to do?"

Li Yao stepped forward, grabbed Yao Guangxiao's monk's robe, picked him up high in front of him, stared at his eyes and shouted, "Monk, please listen to me. I, Li Yao, kill countless people under the knife, and many innocent people are guilty. But when Li was young, he made a vow not to kill a member of his tribe. If someone chanted the Buddha's name in his mouth, but thought about the miserable creatures in his heart, and dyed the pillars in the temple with human blood, it would make me annoy me and I could not break it once."

"That's right, that's right, there's something to say, and there's something to say. The little monk, the little monk... is just following the will of heaven." Yao Guangxiao was not as tall as Li Yao's shoulders, and was pulled up by him, unable to reach the sky, unable to get down to the ground, and kicked his hands and feet.

"Get out", butcher Li Yao raised his hand and threw Yao Guangxiao five feet away, staring at the rolling body on the snow and scolding, "Get out of the distance, Buddhism is vast, how can you be a bloodthirsty guy like you?"

"Get out, don't come back again." The onlookers shouted in unison. Everyone was fighting for a long time, not caring about drinking the blood on the knife. But no one was willing to cut the butcher's knife at their family. Lord Guo Pu said it well, the conflicts of interest between the north and the south are huge, and the concepts of governing the country are different, but these may not be a contradiction that cannot be sat down to negotiate. Is it really a matter of drawing the sword to face each other for political disagreement? The blood begins to flow, will there be an end?

Yao Guangxiao stumbled and got up and ran away with his head in his arms. It was a monk who encountered a soldier. Today, he suffered a lot. The butcher named Li was provoked by anyone and was embarrassed by him. He turned around and wanted to explain a few words in the scene. A snowball flew towards him and happened to hit him.

Another guy who was in trouble with the Northern Army was the commander of the Independent Division. Su Ceyu pointed at his nose and cursed: "Whoever knows what God's will is? God's will is the heart of the people. These six northern provinces are the meaning of the people of the Northern six provinces. If you don't understand, go back and recite a few more volumes of scriptures. Before you understand, don't embarrass people here."

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