Yang Jing’s life was really hard to explain. I don’t know if he should be idle, fulfilling, or a little boring.

Nowadays, Yang Jing pays attention to the growth of two new "teammates" almost every day. He takes a certain amount of time every day to watch their deductions, correct their "homework", or talks with them, and strives to train these two teammates as soon as possible. Now the time is not waiting for anyone, which is quite nervous. He should have let Yuan Chonghuan enter Beijing long ago, and Sun Chengzong should have resigned as Minister of War, but because of this "teammate" matter, Yang Jing has also delayed it again and again.

In addition to paying attention to the growth of new teammates, we also pay attention to Kong Yinzhi and the new interpretation of the word "Confucian". Zhang Xianyong's affairs have entered a certain stage, and now they only need to continue to ferment, but they don't need to spend too much energy.

In addition, Yang Jing had to calculate the tax paying sect that almost every day. What is connected to the tax paying sect is various investment matters and has the willingness to invest. In other words, the funds in society will flow and the funds will flow, so that the society will be vibrant and the economy will be vibrant. In addition to making profits from it, such as banks, it can promote employment. Employment has always been something that Yang Jing has been keeping a close eye on, something that cannot be relaxed for a moment. This fire that will be extinguished will never rekindle.

Today, Yang Jiewei is preparing to see the learning progress of the two new teammates. Before going, he will ask Wang Chengen if there is anything to deal with and if there is anyone to meet.

"Big partner, can there be someone you want to meet today?" Yang Jingai asked.

"...Well, report to Your Majesty, there is one person... I don't know if Your Majesty wants to see you." Wang Chengen knew that the emperor was going to the platform. When he saw the emperor ask, he replied with some doubts.

"Oh, who?" Yang Jing asked,

"Report to Your Majesty, it is Master Yuanwu." Wang Chengen replied.

"Yuanwu?" Yang Jie asked.

"Report to Your Majesty, yes, Yuanwu is a Buddhist monk and the abbot of Jinli Temple." Wang Chengen replied. Wang Chengen was not so happy to ask for this person's request for advice. He even stopped him several times. He knew about the emperor. The emperor supported Taoism. In Wang Chengen's view, the status of Buddhism was not even as good as that of the Yi people. The Yi people had an emperor's guest minister. Xu Guangqi, the emperor's right-hand man, also believed in the Yi people's teachings. People from the Yi people came to ask for advice, such as Tang Ruowang, basically no problem. Wang

Cheng'en would not stop him, but the emperor did not need them to do anything in this Buddhist school; the emperor did not have any guest ministers of the emperor; the third was that the emperor's confidant minister believed in Buddhism, so Wang Cheng'en had no face to give it to Buddhism. He could even say that Buddhist leaders did not like him so much when they came to ask for a meeting. In and outside the palace, Wang Cheng'en, the power of the great general, was quite great. However, it was obvious that the old monk still had some skills, and Wang Cheng'en still reported this to the emperor.

"Oh... Jinli Temple? Buddhist monks? Oh..." Yang Jie really wanted to ask how tall this monk is, why isn't this Jinli Temple Lanruo Temple? Why isn't this monk called Fahai? Recalling, it seems that he has some impression of this person's name, and he is considered a Buddhist leader. A few days ago, he met with all kinds of people and seemed to have the name of this person. However, Yang Jie didn't have much intersection with Buddhism, and he had a very weak impression of Buddhism, but he had a deeper impression of bald heads.

"...Oh, let's meet." Yang Jing thought about it and decided to meet him. When the leaders of Buddhism come to ask for a meeting, they still have to give him some face, although Yang Jing does not need Buddhism to do his own business now.

"I obey the order!" Wang Chengen agreed.

When Wang Chengen saw the emperor's face, he regretted giving the old monk a chance to see the emperor. He still wanted to see the emperor. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and went to pass the imperial edict. He thought that if the old monk messed with the emperor this time, or the emperor was not happy, then next time, he would never be able to make peace with the old monk, and no one would give him face.

Yang Jing handled a few more memorials, and they were idle. These memorials were all dealt with today. Now they were dealt with now, so they would not need to be dealt with later. It was also a saving of time. The emperor's life was definitely not as free and easy as some people thought. There were many facts. Even if there were six cabinets sharing the burden, there were still many things. Yang Jing had to go through many things. If you didn't look at them, you would gradually become unfamiliar with the Ming Dynasty and reduce your control over the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty would gradually fall into the fog. Although these tedious things, although they were complicated, they really had to do things, although some of them were trivial things in Yang Jing's opinion.

"I bow to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty..." The old monk Yuanwu entered the warm pavilion of Qianqing Palace, glanced at the emperor, and immediately kowtowed respectfully. The courtesy was so great that it was beyond ordinary people.

Yang Jie frowned and looked at the bald monk on the ground. This ceremony was rare. I don’t know how this monk could perform such a great ceremony as soon as he met. Of course, Yang Jie didn’t know that in order to meet him, he had to use great efforts to meet him. It was not something that he could see when he wanted to see him. Their Buddhism is not Taoism or the barbarians’ religion. It is quite difficult to meet the emperor. In Yang Jie’s opinion, the qualification to enter the door is nothing. In fact, not everyone can enter the palace to meet the saint.

"Get up..." Yang Jie said after the ceremony was finished, and the emperor's power was already revealed inadvertently. Inadvertently, it had already spread all over the sky. Perhaps Yang Jie himself did not pay attention and had no feelings, but outsiders' feelings about the emperor are really different. People who know the emperor's deeds and have seen the emperor's methods would say that they have no feelings for the emperor at all when they see the emperor, unless they are idiots.

"Thank you for your kindness!" The old monk then became respectful again, looked up at the emperor, and lowered his head. It was originally logical that treating him with a normal mind was the mentality that the old monk should have, but today, the old monk had something to do in his heart.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Yang Jing asked. Yang Jing looked at the old monk and was really old. Yang Jing's face softened and his tone changed a lot. Yang Jing took special care of the old man.

"Report to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is a person who has attained enlightenment. He is blessed by Gods and men, praised by all people, and has immeasurable merits. He is a living Buddha with great wisdom. I really dare not regard myself as a master in front of Your Majesty. You can call me the Dharma name Yuanwu..." As soon as the old monk came up, he flattered. This flattery was a little different from ordinary flattery, and it sounded very useful.

"Hahaha..." Yang Jie laughed after hearing a flattery. This old monk could speak too.

"...Master Yuanwu came to see me today, not just to say this. I have always liked to be straightforward when doing things. Master Yuanwu might as well say it straight..." Yang Jie laughed for a while. This old monk was good at doing things. He put himself in a high hat of a living Buddha as soon as he came up. This flattery was indeed sufficient. However, Yang Jie's immunity to flattery had already been trained to a certain level.

"Report to Your Majesty,..." The old monk is quite old, and hesitated and embarrassed when he heard the emperor say this. It is really not easy for him to see the emperor once, and he needs to use a lot of energy. If he doesn't make the matter well this time and doesn't come to the hall, it will be a waste of the opportunity to see the emperor. How to tell the emperor about his own affairs and how to tell the emperor? The old monk is in trouble and hesitated.

Originally, although Buddhism was not very popular with the emperor, there was no need to ask the emperor like today, but now the form is very different. Seeing that Taoism is about to prosper, his Buddhism is already quite different from Taoism, which means that it is relying on opening up some distance between the middle and lower classes to make up for the gap between the upper classes. But now, Zhang Xianyong's move is capable of breaking birth, old age, sickness and death, and his attraction to the middle and lower classes is obviously quite great. Ordinary people are afraid that they cannot resist Taoism.

The attractiveness of worshipping Buddha is probably to become worshipping Taoism. In other words, if the Taoist sect is prospering, his Buddhism will definitely weaken. In addition, at the top, his Buddhism is not as powerful as that of Taoism, so this Buddhism will inevitably be even weaker, and the old monk must also consider the future of Buddhism. Furthermore, the way that everyone can attain has really touched the old monk. The old monk also wanted to see what kind of way the Tao that can be attained is. This is quite attractive to a person who seeks Taoism.

“…I Buddha is merciful…”

"...Report to Your Majesty,... I am merciful..."

"..." Before the old monk came, he thought a lot about talking about the emperor and said a lot of words. But the emperor was not familiar with him and didn't like him very much. Looking at the young emperor, he knew that he was not a fool-proof master. Thinking about what the emperor had done, looking at the emperor with a smile, the old monk knew even more that this was not a fool-proof master, let alone a high hat to finish the matter. The old monk felt that he was oppressed by the emperor's aura, and he couldn't say many words. The emperor was just sitting there all the time, and the matter in his heart became heavier and he couldn't say it. If he had something in his heart, his heart would be in chaos. If his heart was in chaos, he could not maintain the state of no seeking or hindrance, and he became more and more embarrassed.

"...Your Majesty is merciful, Your Majesty is merciful,..." The old monk said, and then knelt on the ground. Today, he came here, and actually only one thing. He hoped to be like Taoism, and he could get the support of the emperor. His Buddhism was also willing to do things for the emperor, hoping to get the carriage that the emperor gave to Taoism. However, it was really difficult to speak. The heart that seeks others and the calculations in his heart have actually ruined his practice. This state of mind has long been gone. He was suppressed by the emperor's momentum. He could not say all the words he had prepared, and he felt hesitant all over the sky. The more he was under the pressure of the emperor, the more he was confused.
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