Chapter 368

"We in the Buddhist sect have no connections in the harem, and it is difficult to blow pillow talk into the Emperor's ears,

but our Buddhist sect is not without a foundation in the Great Gan court.

Isn't the Grand Commander of the Rear Army of the Five Armies Governor's Office, Commander of the Dragon-Elephant Army,

and Commander of the Great Gan Western Army, Grand Commander Lu Zhishen, from our Buddhist sect,

and once stayed at our Great Xiangguo Temple for more than a year?

Although we sent him to guard the vegetable garden because he drank and caused trouble and did not follow the rules,

which was equivalent to exile,

but now that it has reached the life-and-death autumn of our Buddhist sect, does he have no reaction at all?"

The head of the Luo Han Hall suddenly remembered the flower monk Lu Zhishen and asked quickly.

"Yes, Abbot brother, please ask Grand Commander Lu to take action quickly!

Although he is far away in Western Xia fighting, isn't there that thing called wireless, telegraph now?

Let him submit a memorial to the Emperor, giving us a chance to turn over a new leaf,

and absolutely do not destroy Buddhism like the Three Wus and One Zong!"

The rest of the old monks woke up as if from a dream, all looking forward to the middle,

the abbot of this generation of the Great Xiangguo Temple, wearing a cassock, whom they were surrounding.

Grand Commander Lu and the current Emperor had a close friendship before he went to Liang Shan,

and after Liang Shan, he has always been the pillar of Liang Shan, fighting in the south and north, making great contributions to the establishment of the Great Gan.

After the establishment of the Great Gan, he was still deeply trusted by the Emperor and was entrusted with important tasks, controlling the Western Army.

If he submits a memorial, presumably even if the Emperor does not directly withdraw his order, he will consider it,

giving him face, and also giving their Great Xiangguo Temple a chance.

"Amitabha."

The abbot, who was pinned with high hopes by a group of old monks, had a compassionate face that could not help but become three points more sorrowful,

his fingers constantly twisting the prayer beads in his hand, obviously his heart was extremely uneasy:

"Brothers, we cannot count on Grand Commander Lu.

Do you know who the new head of the Precepts Hall mentioned in the imperial decree today is?"

"Who is it?"

The monks were a little confused for a while, not knowing what medicine their Abbot brother was selling in his gourd.

Although when the decree was announced today, their high-level officials of the Great Xiangguo Temple, except for a few who were not in Bianjing,

were all present, unfortunately, the decree itself was somewhat evasive,

only saying that a head of the Precepts Hall (Law Enforcement Elder) would come to take office in a few days,

asking them to do a good job in the handover, but did not explain the identity of this new head of the Precepts Hall.

"Who do you think it is?"

The abbot's face was crying and laughing, and the complexity of his expression was hard to describe in words:

"The new head of the Precepts Hall of our Great Xiangguo Temple is this Grand Commander Lu Zhishen whom you have pinned your hopes on!"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

The head of the Luo Han Hall heard this and 'whoosh' jumped up from the meditation cushion he was sitting on,

a black-haired big hand waving constantly, his mouth repeatedly calling it impossible.

Although their Great Xiangguo Temple has a high status in the Buddhist sect, it is a temple that can be mentioned together with Luoyang White Horse Temple,

Songshan Shaolin Temple, and Ruzhou Fengxue Temple as the four famous temples in the Central Plains.

And under the favor of the former Song Emperor, in terms of architectural scale, number of monks, and prosperity of incense,

it can be called the number one temple in the world, under such circumstances, one head of their Great Xiangguo Temple,

especially the head of the Precepts Hall who manages the precepts of monks, has a status that can be called extremely respected.

But this point of status, to say a self-deprecating word,

as long as it is someone with a little brain, they know that it has no comparability with the top three big bosses of the military of the Great Gan, a powerful dynasty that has unified the world

and is in the rising period.

Not to mention, that Lu Zhishen is a flower monk who drinks, eats meat, tattoos,

fights, and kills, and is absolutely five-poison complete,

is it appropriate for him to serve as the head of the Precepts Hall?

This is clearly not appropriate at all!

Their Great Xiangguo Temple is a temple that eats vegetarian food and chants Buddha's name,

not a bandit den that talks about seating order and ranking and makes a living by robbing houses!

The rest of the monks were also full of collapse upon hearing this.

Not to mention the political metaphor of the Emperor dismissing a high official like Lu Zhishen, who had almost become the spokesperson of the Buddhist sect in the Great Gan,

and demoting him to a commoner,

just arranging Lu Zhishen into their Great Xiangguo Temple to serve as the head of the Precepts Hall in charge of precepts is very inappropriate.

Which one of them sitting here doesn't know that this flower monk was not in their Great Xiangguo Temple at the beginning.

This flower monk, because of a momentary impulse, beat that Zheng Tu to death, fearing a murder case,

found a channel, and ran to Wutai Mountain to shave his head and become a monk.

But on Wutai Mountain, he smashed the Heavenly King statue and the Bodhisattva statue because of drinking,

and couldn't survive, so he came to their Great Xiangguo Temple to stay under the recommendation of his master, Elder Zhizhen.

Their Great Xiangguo Temple couldn't refuse the face, so they gave him a menial job of guarding the vegetable garden, which can be considered seeing nothing and being undisturbed.

But now that he is the head of the Precepts Hall, what if he gets drunk again and smashes the Mahavira Hall?

"Sigh!

The Emperor's golden words cannot be changed, this matter has already been decided."

The abbot sighed and said with difficulty.

When the angel told him this news, his heart was equally unbelievable.

But after letting the monks in the temple go to inquire about the news, he knew that Lu Zhishen, who should have been

far away in Western Xia fighting for the country, had already returned to Bianjing low-key.

"No, no! We must see the Emperor and report the severity!"

A group of old monks thought for a long time, knowing that their Great Xiangguo Temple could not sit and wait for death, and decided to take the initiative.

The power of the Buddhist sect is not obvious on weekdays, and it seems completely harmless,

but it is faintly suppressing the Daoist sect, and its power is terrifying.

In less than half a day after the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple made up their minds,

dozens of officials had successively submitted memorials hoping that Zhang Jie would give the monks of the Great Xiangguo Temple a chance to meet.

"The Buddhist sect truly has a deep foundation!"

Looking at the small mountain of memorials in front of him, and then looking at the few memorials inside that came from

officials who had no connection with the Buddhist sect on weekdays, Zhang Jie snorted coldly.

He knew with his big toe that these people were not all the officials that the Buddhist sect had hooked up with.

Being able to fully mobilize the relationship network they had built over these dozens or hundreds of years,

the memorials in front of him could at least be several times more.

Li Dequan raised his head and swept a glance at the memorials on the imperial desk, and his heart also felt a chill.

The Buddhist sect is so powerful, which emperor can sleep at night?

Are they not afraid that one day in their sleep, they would be surrounded by the monk soldiers raised by the Buddhist sect and the rebels supported by them?

It is no wonder that the former Song, starting from the Ancestor Zhao Kuangyin, used Daoism as the state religion,

and the former Song deposed Emperor Duan Wang Zhao Ji even called himself the Daoist Emperor,

which were all because they sensed the huge threat hidden under this iceberg of the Buddhist sect,

and pushed out their old rival who had been loving and killing each other for thousands of years to fight them.

"Since they want to meet, then I will give them this chance."

"Li Dequan."

Zhang Jie's expression returned to calm, and no joy or anger could be seen anymore.

Although Zhang Jie's expression returned to calm, Li Dequan felt that he was being pressed by Mount Tai,

and the heavy atmosphere made him almost unable to breathe.

"This servant is here."

He did not dare to be slow and quickly lowered his head to respond.