After entering Kaifeng Prefecture, he read the civil affairs, and then received the interview as usual and heard the news from several departments.

Zhao Xu then asked Feng Jing to invite Mr. Jin to the Plum Blossom Hall.

"Amitabha Buddha, the monk of the Tripitaka in the West, Master Jin Zongqi, pay homage to Your Majesty." Jin Zongqi solemnly pending ten weeks.

"The mage is exempted from the gift, please sit down." Zhao Xu said.

Then there was someone who brought a chair and placed it behind Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin bowed and thanked him again, and then sat down.

"The mage is here to see me this time, is there something wrong?" Zhao Xu asked in a confused manner with understanding.

"I have told you that your Majesty has already joined the monks of the Bianjing temples. I plan to leave Beijing in a few days and go to Huainan to pray for the victims of Huainan." Mr. Jin said with one hand.

Zhao Xu listened and nodded, "Mage, mercy!"

The look at Mr. Jin also had a little more appreciation.

Although monks walk their feet are their duty and part of their practice.

But the monks in Bianjing were so rich.

Therefore, these great monks would not easily go out to travel and suffer the pain of sleeping in the open.

Even if you go out, the show is very big.

If you can ride a horse, you will never walk. If you can ride a boat, you will never go ashore.

Moreover, you must live in a residence and sleep in a soft bed.

There are even people who always hug each other when they arrive at a place, saying: This is also practice!

So, today, in this city of Bianjing, monks traveling around can become a commendable thing.

Especially for a purple-clothed monk like Mr. Jin, he is willing to take the initiative to propose traveling and can also call on him to lead a group of people to follow him to Huainan. It is so rare!

Therefore, Zhao Xu couldn't help but ask: "I wonder, which monks will go with the master?"

Mr. Jin praised him with a tribute: "Amitabha, report to Your Majesty, the monk Guangfan, Tian Jixiang, the monk Chongfan Mingyuan, Master Fancai Huixun and other thirteen monks, as well as his two disciples Xianchao, Xianneng will all accompany you."

Zhao Xu listened and laughed in his heart.

Master Guangfan, Master Chongfan, etc., as soon as they heard it, they knew that they were monks trained when they presided over the presidency of the court.

It is also the pillar of the court today.

It is precisely because of the cooperation and assistance of these monks who are proficient in Sanskrit that Jin Zongji can continue to translate scriptures.

Xianchao, Xianneng, etc. are monks of the Song Dynasty trained by Jin Zongji.

In other words, there were nearly a hundred imperial temples in the entire Bianjing City, but none of them were presided over and monks who were willing to follow General Jin to walk south.

It's terrible!

Mr. Jin seemed to know this too, and his face was a little ashamed. He bowed and said, "My monks and ministers, including Tian Jixiang, Zhi Jixiang, Mingyuan, Huixun, etc., have presided over the temples in the capital, and the first one held a Dharma meeting in Kaibao Temple."

"Above the Dharma Assembly, the head of the temples of Bianjing, was the head of the head of the temple. Because of his Majesty's holy virtue, they destroyed the temples and made the country, and all the incense money offered by the believers in the temple for many years were used to help Huainan."

As he said that, he took out a piece of paper from his arms, got up and knelt in front of Zhao Xu, and presented the paper in his hand.

Zhao Xu asked Feng Jing to take it and then took it in his hand to look.

This time, the monks are much more sincere than the last time.

The least is three thousand stakes.

And large temples like Xianjing Temple and Tiefo Temple with a long history and operating a quality warehouse are even more "extremely generous" and are willing to donate tens of thousands of taxes.

It seems that those sticks really hurt them.

But Zhao Xu only glanced at it, put it next to him, and said, "I am very pleased that the temples hosts are compassionate."

It's just a tone, a little cold.

What Mr. Jin knew about this was probably related to the last time the temple promised to donate money, but in the end it was only 30% and 50%.

As we all know, although the emperor of the dynasty was young, he had a very good memory, especially in holding revenge.

so……

Mr. Jin knew that this Majesty was probably very dissatisfied with Buddhism.

But there was no choice but to help smooth things out, saying: "I will not hide it from your majesty, the head of the temple, and the chief minister will say that within three or five days, the relevant money will be sent to Kaifeng Prefecture for the court to provide relief to Huainan."

Zhao Xu still just smiled, looking like he didn't believe it at all. Cooperating with his young age, this made Mr. Jin extremely ashamed, and even felt a feeling of being guilty in his heart.

But he has no choice!

When he came to the Song Dynasty, two major events in Buddhism occurred in the Song Dynasty.

The first was Yuanfeng's restructuring and he was dismissed from the Prime Minister's mission to serve as the envoy of the Translator of the Book of Changes and Runwen.

The second one is the incidental impact.

Because the Prime Minister no longer served as the envoy of translating scriptures and spreading scriptures, he received attention in the Song Dynasty and fell sharply.

Therefore, the Ministry of Rites immediately took back the copyright of the Translation Academy.

From then on, the Translation Institute no longer had an independent printing organization.

The Scripture Translator can no longer carve Buddhist scriptures and print them at will.

This directly made the Translatorial Academy disabled and the Translatorial Court almost turned into a decoration.

For more than ten years, General Jin has been working hard to convince the Song Dynasty and the people of the country and restore the tradition of the Prime Minister to serve as the translator of the scriptures and scriptures.

At least, the copyright of the translation school must be restored.

Unfortunately, the results were very little.

Now, Mr. Jin feels a more terrifying threat.

If the monk continues like this, he will be punished by heaven.

Not to mention restoring tradition, the business of translation will be supported by the Song Dynasty court at the national level.

I am afraid that even the Translation and the Translation Court may be abolished.

In this way, he will become the last master of the Three Treasures of the Western Heaven who was granted the imperial decree.

He will become the sinner of the entire monk!

Mr. Jin could only forcibly suppress his guilt and said, "I am willing to use my head to guarantee it. If the temples fail to deliver the donations to the officials within three or five days, please ask Your Majesty to behead me outside the Kaifeng Prefecture Office."

Zhao Xu finally spoke: "The mage is so serious, the sage is so serious!"

"It's not that!"

"Besides, how can you let the mage take it on behalf of others?" He smiled and asked someone to help Mr. Jin up: "I am not that kind of person who can't even tell the difference between right and wrong!"

"Did the mage say it right?"

Mr. Jin listened, bowed his head and said yes, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The various manifestations of this young emperor since he ascended the throne, even if placed in Buddhist scriptures, belong to the legendary mythology type.

In addition, there are legends in the palace that when the imperial concubine Zhu was pregnant with this Majesty, she dreamed of a red sun falling into her belly. When she woke up, she found out that she was pregnant.

The royal family agreed.

The Imperial Concubine Zhu even vaguely admitted this legend.

So, now the monks and Taoists are fighting very hard on this matter.

The monk said that the red sun enters the arms, which is a sign of the birth of the Tathagata on earth on the great sun.

The bulls scoffed at it - since ancient times, the heavens and man have appeared, God blessed, and the emperor descended to earth, how could you monks do things?

Thinking of this, Mr. Jin said, "I don't know what will happen to Your Majesty?"

Zhao Xu smiled and raised the piece of paper that Mr. Yang Jin sent.

"Since ancient times, a promise of a thousand gold, let alone a promise to me."

"I heard that the Buddha had even more precepts and ordered monks not to speak nonsense, so there was a saying that monks would not talk nonsense."

"If he destroys his promise, his crime will be great!"

"The crime of deceiving the king should be cut off from the market!"

"The evil of slandering Buddha should be tortured in the hell of tongue-pulling, and should be penetrated into the animal realm and be an animal forever in life!"

Mr. Jin was trembling.

He is now starting to be scared, afraid that the temples will not be able to bear it and cannot think about it.

If this is true, the monk will be severely damaged this time.

This Majesty has proved that he can indeed attack the monk with a heavy blow.

This has been proved by the monks who were exiled to Leizhou and the monks of Juezhao Temple who have been detained so far.

There was no way, he could only bow and say, "Amitabha, good! Good!"
To be continued...