Chapter 369

"Inform the monks of Xiangguo Temple that I will meet them tomorrow morning."

Zhang Zhang Jie spoke slowly, giving a clear time point.

He wanted to see how much of the Buddhist sect's hidden power would be mobilized this afternoon and tonight.

Only by beating the grass can you startle the snake.

"This servant will go and arrange it."

Li Dequan nodded and walked quickly out of the Imperial Study.

"Brother, the lives of all 786 disciples of our Daxiangguo Temple are entrusted to you!"

The next day, the entire Daxiangguo Temple, down to the little novice who had just shaved his head,

and up to the old monks whose eyebrows were all white as snow, were all looking at their Abbot with hope.

"Amitabha. Even if this old monk abandons this stinking skin,

I will inevitably seek a way out for our Daxiangguo Temple and for the Buddhist sect in the world!"

The Abbot of Daxiangguo Temple chanted a Buddha's name, and his whole body radiated the sorrow and desolation of the past Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin,

"The wind is blowing, the Yi River is cold, the brave man goes and never returns."

He was ready to sacrifice his life for the religion.

"Master Abbot, it's time to go. His Majesty is waiting for you in the palace."

The little yellow gate who came to lead the Abbot and others into the palace didn't care about the appearance of these monks who looked like their own mothers had died,

he only cared about whether his task was completed and whether it was completed well.

"The angel's words are reasonable; let's set off quickly, we cannot let His Majesty wait for this old monk."

Although interrupted, the Abbot was not angry at all, but smiled and nodded.

This is the critical moment for his Daxiangguo Temple, and he cannot offend His Majesty because of such things.

With the little yellow gate from the Imperial Palace leading the team, the Abbot and his party were naturally unimpeded,

and very smoothly arrived at the Imperial Palace, and after detailed body searches by the guards, went to the side hall next to the Imperial Study to wait for the summons.

"His Majesty has a decree, summon the Abbot of Daxiangguo Temple to see him!"

After waiting for a long time, the Abbot's round forehead already had cow-hair sweat due to anxiety,

before a little eunuch walked out of the Imperial Study and announced the decree.

"Your subject receives the decree and thanks you for your grace."

After receiving the decree, the Abbot entered the core of Great Gan's power under the guidance of the little eunuch who announced the oral decree.

What made him a bit surprised was that this absolute core that controlled the fate of thousands of people in the world was extremely simple,

and could even be described as crude, not only without the carved beams and painted buildings others imagined,

or filled with all kinds of priceless rare treasures, but only a desk filled with memorials,

letters, and a few other basic items.

However, at this moment, he had no heart to sigh at the simplicity of the Son of Heaven,

and his gaze was instantly attracted by the young man sitting behind the imperial desk.

The young man's figure was neither tall nor thin, and compared to this empty study, it was not worth mentioning, but in his perception,

this person's presence was far beyond others, and he was the absolute core in this huge study.

The moment he saw the young man, he felt a sense of majesty that was hard to describe,

making people want to wholeheartedly submit to him.

"Your subject Venerable Yuanzhen of Daxiangguo Temple, pays respects to Your Majesty!"

In the blink of an eye, the Abbot, who thought of this young man's identity, bowed solemnly.

In this core position of Great Gan, and seeing such a majestic young man behind the imperial desk,

as long as the person's brain was still clear, he knew that this was the one who boldly rose up at Liang Shan,

overthrew the Great Song in three months, personally led the army, wiped out the Great Liao's 700,000-strong army in one battle,

forced the Heavenly Emperor Yelu Yelu Yanxi to hunt in the south, suppressed the largest rebel king in Jiangnan,

established the Holy Duke State, made the world return to unity,

and created the Great Gan Son of Heaven, another unified dynasty after Han and Tang.

'Venerable Yuanzhen?'

Hearing this Buddhist name, Zhang Zhang Jie was stunned in his heart.

Speaking of which, they Zhang Zhang Jie really had a deep connection with the bald thief named Venerable Yuanzhen.

He met a bald thief named Venerable Yuanzhen here, and Zhuan Yi Tian Zhang Zhang Jie was looking for a bald thief named Venerable Yuanzhen.

But this connection was definitely not a good fate.

The bald thief Venerable Yuanzhen he met here wanted to open the knife on Daxiangguo Temple, kill the chicken to scare the monkey, and the monk who came to debate the scriptures with him was named Venerable Yuanzhen.

Zhuan Yi Tian Zhang Zhang Jie also promised the Golden-Haired Lion King to kill the Venerable Yuanzhen bald thief who snatched the beloved junior sister from the Ming Sect leader,

Yang Yang Dingtian, to avenge his family who were abused and killed.

The Venerable Yuanzhen monk in the Water Margin world bowed, which directly poked a hornet's nest; Zhang Zhang Jie hadn't spoken yet,

Li Dequan immediately jumped out and shouted sharply: "Since you see the Son of Heaven,

how dare you be so rude and not perform the three-kneel and nine-knock ceremony?

Just a mere bow and you want to see the Son of Heaven; are you looking down on our Great Gan Son of Heaven?"

"Your subject is..."

Venerable Yuanzhen subconsciously wanted to defend himself; he was the "Third-Rank Zhaoren Prayer Master" conferred by the imperial court,

although he did not receive the third-rank salary of the imperial court, and his treatment was not as good as a third-rank imperial official,

but he had already entered the imperial court system and could be considered a member of the system,

and could enjoy the treatment of not having to perform the three-kneel and nine-knock ceremony when seeing the emperor on non-important occasions.

But then he choked: his "Third-Rank Zhaoren Prayer Master" was conferred by the imperial court, which is true,

but the one who conferred it was the Great Song, not the Great Gan; the Great Gan even overthrew the Great Song,

and Song Huizong Zhao Ji and Song Qinzong Zhao Huan were both prisoners of the Great Gan,

and the Great Gan directly did not recognize his third-rank master title.

Using the sword of the previous dynasty to behead the officials of the current dynasty—what great official prestige!

That is to say, although he was a Daxiangguo Temple Abbot respected by others and having tens of thousands of believers,

and a "Third-Rank Zhaoren Prayer Master" conferred by the imperial court, in the eyes of Great Gan

and the big eunuch in front of him, he was just a commoner without any fame or official position.

And a commoner, according to convention, must perform the three-kneel and nine-knock ceremony when seeing the Son of Heaven, otherwise, otherwise it is a crime to be beheaded!

The Abbot's heart trembled, and the corner of his eyes glanced at several armored generals with waist knives,

burly like iron towers, who had already put their hands on the hilts of their waist knives.

If the Son of Heaven signaled slightly, these several burly generals would immediately draw their waist knives,

swarm up, and chop him into fine meat with chaotic knives!

"Gulu."

The Abbot swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean seeped out of his clean forehead.

Although he had already prepared the psychological preparation to sacrifice this stinking skin and die for the religion before coming to see him,

but death is the most difficult thing in the world; if he can live, which mentally normal person wants to die?

And because of such an absurd crime.

"Your subject, your subject..."

The draft he had already prepared on how to convince the Emperor not to take action against the Buddhist sect

was disrupted by such a sudden appearance, and Venerable Yuanzhen monk's heart was in a mess, and his speech was a bit incoherent.

'Hmm.'

Zhang Zhang Jie secretly gave Li Dequan an appreciative look.

Although the former Song Dynasty did have commoners without any fame having to perform the three-kneel and nine-knock ceremony when seeing the Son of Heaven,

otherwise not only would they receive the same package as Louis XVI who couldn't find his head,

but even their families might receive light or heavy punishment depending on the official family's or the official's mood;

but this was the Great Gan established by him, Zhang Zhang Jie; although because his ability was limited,

it was difficult to reproduce the country where everyone was equal before crossing over, at least everyone was equal in personality,

but it wouldn't go as far as killing the whole family just because someone didn't kowtow to him.

At this time, Li Dequan mentioned this matter, but it was just a plan they had set beforehand to gain the upper hand,

in order to disrupt the state of mind of this big monk in front of him; otherwise,

even Zhang Zhang Jie would be difficult to take advantage of in terms of tongue in front of this big monk with empty eyebrows.

Although this plan was not very clever, it was good and useful, wasn't it?