Chapter 370

"Our Great Gan is not the former Song, there is no rule that you must be killed if you don't perform the great ceremony, Master Yuanzhen, don't be afraid."

Li Dequan finished singing the white face, and naturally it was Zhang Jie's turn to sing the red face.

He hung a smile on his face and said very gently to the Abbot who was almost trembling.

"Your Majesty's grace is like heaven, this subject is moved to tears!"

Yuanzhen monk, who could become the Abbot of the Great Xiangguo Temple, the number one temple in the capital, at the age of knowing heaven's mandate,

was naturally not a grass bag without any knowledge,

at this time, how could he not understand the reason why the big eunuch scared him,

just that he was in a disadvantageous position, even if he understood, he could only pretend not to know,

and gave Zhang Jie, who was singing the red face, a burst of flattery, the appearance of being moved to tears,

as if Zhang Jie were his biological parents whom he had never met.

'This bald donkey's flattery is not below mine!'

Looking at Yuanzhen's moved-to-tears appearance, Li Dequan felt a deep sense of threat in his heart.

If the Emperor's flattery was all taken by the bald donkey in front of him, wouldn't his imperial favor be lost?

The only thing that made him feel a little relieved was that no matter how much the bald donkey in front of him acted, no matter how much he flattered,

as long as he still lacked that little bit of something, then he would never threaten his position.

Although theoretically, that thing of this bald donkey was also completely useless just like his...

"Uh..."

Zhang Jie was also speechless in his heart.

Before, he used his brothers from different fathers and mothers to disgust others,

how could he have thought that at this time he would use such biological parents he had never met to disgust him.

Just that disgust is disgust, things still have to be done normally.

This made him finally understand the sentence circulating before crossing over:

Actors in the entertainment industry are second-rate actors, and the best acting is in the imperial court.

Actors can redo their acting, but in the imperial court, they must pass in one life, because saying one wrong word,

or doing one wrong action, might be the end of their future and being thrown into prison.

After exchanging some empty and routine words with Yuanzhen monk that had no nutrition,

Zhang Jie began to enter the theme, and he asked Yuanzhen monk with great interest:

"Master Yuanzhen, you say if I go to the Great Xiangguo Temple to pray for blessings,

do I need to perform the great ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows to the Buddha?"

Li Dequan also stared at Yuanzhen monk, as long as he dared to say half a word of blasphemy against the Emperor's position,

he would immediately order the Embroidered Uniform Guard to throw this bald donkey into the imperial prison,

using all kinds of big punishments, making him regret coming to this world!

"Amitabha!"

Yuanzhen was asked this question, and cold sweat the size of beans seeped out from his forehead again.

If he said let the Emperor worship the Buddha, it would be putting the Emperor below the Buddha,

but the Emperor in front of him looked like he was absolutely supreme, and could not tolerate anyone above him,

isn't this adding fuel to the fire of his heart that was already dissatisfied with the Buddhist sect?

If one is not careful, it is the reappearance of the Three Wus and One Zong destroying Buddhism.

But saying the Emperor is above the Buddha won't work either.

You Buddha are not even comparable to the Emperor, then why does everyone worship you, the Buddha, it's better to pray to the Emperor.

Once this answer comes out, maybe he doesn't have to die today, but he will undoubtedly become a sinner of the Buddhist sect,

and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the Buddhist sect forever, because this answer is digging the foundation of their Buddhist sect's existence.

Yuanzhen's brain ran at high speed, and finally, after he ascended to the position of Abbot of the Great Xiangguo Temple,

his brain, which had already become fat and greasy, temporarily restored its previous function,

and his clever IQ occupied the high ground in his brain, and he chanted a Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, the Buddha is Buddha, and the Emperor is also Buddha; the present Buddha does not need to worship the past Buddha."

'This old slippery head!'

Listening to such a two-sided answer that Yuanzhen thought of in a few seconds, Li Dequan cursed secretly in his heart.

But he also had to applaud Yuanzhen's quick wit; this bald donkey, although very unbearable before,

was able to represent the Great Xiangguo Temple and even the Buddhist sect of the world to come to see the Emperor, and still had two brushes.

"Master Yuanzhen is flattering me, I am still a mortal body, how can I be qualified to be on par with the Buddha?"

Zhang Jie laughed and skipped this matter, counting this Yuanzhen monk as passing.

"The Emperor is the present body of the Buddha's reincarnation, and after thousands of years, he will naturally be a Buddha."

Yuanzhen's sincere answer seemed to have determined that Zhang Jie was the reincarnation of the Buddha.

'These bald donkeys' eyebrows are indeed empty!'

Yuanzhen's answer made Zhang Jie think of the propaganda in our Great Qing later,

that Qianlong was the reincarnation of the Manjushri Bodhisattva.

However, at that time, Qianlong wanted to use this theory to strengthen the control of the Buddhist-believing Mongolian and Tibetan regions,

while these bald donkeys at this time wanted to fabricate a Buddhist identity for him, Zhang Jie, so as to preserve the Buddhist sect.

After all, Zhang Jie is already the reincarnation of the Buddha, so he naturally cannot kill the Buddhist sect, right?

These bald donkeys, although not outstanding in martial force, are well-versed in the principle of joining if you can't beat them, and their bodies are so flexible,

that even the Duke Yansheng, Zhang Jie's brother from different fathers and mothers, could be compared.

"The monk fields of the Great Xiangguo Temple must pay taxes! Monks must also regularly serve corvee!

Incense money must also be supervised by the imperial court, and the issuance of ordination certificates

must be approved by the imperial court; those without ordination certificates must all return to secular life!"

Zhang Jie stated his conditions one by one.

He even strongly implemented "officials and gentry serving and paying taxes together" for those gentry,

how could he leave such a fish that slipped through the net like the Buddhist sect?

If there really was such a fish that slipped through the net, he dared to guarantee,

that the land property under the name of those gentry would definitely turn into Buddhist fields before the land tax was collected this year.

And monks mostly eat their fill all day and have nothing to do, so they naturally have to contribute to the construction of the Great Gan.

Ordination certificates are used to limit the number of monks; the hundreds of thousands now are really too many, leaving tens of thousands is enough.

"Amitabha, the Emperor's conditions, this poor monk agrees on behalf of the temples in the world."

Yuanzhen did not bargain, but chose to accept it all.

He came here just to reverse the Emperor's idea of killing their Buddhist sect,

now the Emperor's conditions are so generous that they have exceeded their psychological expectations.

And as long as the inheritance of the Buddhist sect is passed down, there is still hope.

How imposing was the destruction of Buddhism by the Three Wus and One Zong in the past, but where are they now?

Just a handful of loess, and their Buddhist sect was still flourishing in the Great Song after the Later Zhou.

As long as you survive, everything will be reversed!

Even if the emperor in front of him is domineering, and truly achieves that under the whole heaven, there is no land that is not the king's;

on the shores of the land, there is no subject that is not the king's; but he is ultimately a person,

not a god, and he will also end up as a handful of loess after a hundred years.

"Heh."

Zhang Jie, who saw Yuanzhen's forbearance and low-key appearance, sneered.

Compare who lasts longer?

He wanted to see who in this world without other miracles could outlast him, who has the shared space,

and other Zhang Jies in the myriad realms as his backing.