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Chapter 1060: The Tiger of Owari
In Xiyun Temple, Daozhen and a visiting celebrity were drinking tea in the Zen room.

"I originally wanted to persuade Jiang Qingzhi to get close to him, but I didn't expect that this man was so bloodthirsty that he killed all the captives instead."

The famous scholar was called Zheng Da. He took a sip of tea and sneered, "Now the outside world says that those captives were killed by the people on their own initiative. Jiang Qingzhi has nothing wrong with this."

"I have seen countless people, but I cannot see through Jiang Qingzhi."

"You think you can really make people feel happy with your poems, but if you think about it carefully, those poems are just ordinary, and the words and sentences are just mediocre. Why can you make those people secretly happy? It's because you have a deep understanding of people and can praise them for what they like.

Although Jiang Qingzhi is in a high position and has great power, he is still young after all. How could he not see through it? Are you frightened by him?"

Zheng Da raised his teacup with a smile, "Would you like a few sips of wine to boost your courage?"

Daozhen shook his head, "Buddha, I dare not lie. Before I became a monk, I learned a technique of fortune-telling, which was very effective.

When I first saw Jiang Qingzhi, I felt that his life was as thin as paper, but when I looked more closely, I saw a faint purple color between his eyebrows, which was an indescribable sign..."

"How can a life as fragile as paper and something inestimable be in the same person?" Zheng Da pointed at Dao Zhen, "You are lying."

Daozhen sighed: "Why is it that no one believes me when I tell the truth?"

"Originally, those people wanted to test Jiang Qingzhi through you, but they didn't expect you to return empty-handed. Well, this matter needs to be considered in the long run."

"This man is decisive in killing. I have something to say..."

Zheng Da didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw Daozhen's solemn expression, he smiled and said, "It's really rare to see such a majestic appearance. Tell me!"

"This person is indescribably noble, but his fate is as fragile as paper. I have never seen such a wonderful face before. I have been restless since I came back. I have been chanting scriptures in front of the Buddha statue for a long time but it is of no use. This has not happened in decades."

Daozhen said seriously: "Tell them not to mess with him!"

"Who?"

"Jiang Qingzhi!"

Zheng Da smiled, "You, you are always afraid of everything. By the way, since you are good at judging people, take a look at me recently."

Daozhen looked at his face carefully and said, "Last month you came to me to talk with me. I took a look and found that you have the appearance of a person who will be rich and prosperous forever."

Zheng Da smiled, "What about now?"

"now……"

"Just say it."

"Now, there is a dark aura between your eyebrows, which indicates that you will be imprisoned."

"Daozhen, Daozhen, have you been frightened silly by Jiang Qingzhi?"

Zheng Da pointed at Daozhen again and said with a smile: "There are countless fields in Xiyun Temple. In fact, your wealth is not worse than Zheng's.

Why do people live? Isn't it just to be happy? Look at Wang Shi, although he committed suicide, he enjoyed all the wealth and honor in the first half of his life. His death was worth it.

You, a monk, are doing a weird thing. You say you are pure, but the people you interact with all day are either rich or noble. The storehouse of Xiyun Temple is full of food and money. In the year of disaster, just donate some and you will win praise.

But what's the point of this praise? If you can't eat meat and drink wine, and can't hug a woman and have fun, is it just to eat three times and then fall asleep? That's living in vain.

Listen to my advice, don't be superstitious when there is nothing to do. This Xiyun Temple is a place of truth and integrity. In this case, get some wine and meat and enjoy yourself in the meditation room. If you feel that is not enough, then find some women to have fun with you.

People! You can do whatever you want, but don’t pretend and don’t hurt yourself. Don’t you think this is true? "

"Amitabha." Daozhen shook his head. "This is absurd. I am in this world to sharpen my mind. I am not seeking pleasure in this world!"

"You understand the pleasures of the world, but you pretend to be stupid!" Zheng Da sighed, "Life is short, enjoy it while you can! Let's go, those people are waiting for me to start the feast, let's go and have some fun... By the way, since you know how to read people's faces, have you ever seen your own face?"

He just asked casually out of curiosity and didn't expect Daozhen to answer... After all, the fortune teller said that the fortune told for his own family doesn't count.

Daozhen nodded, and Zhengda was stunned, "What do you look like?"

"Originally, I was a bright moon. Although our relationship was shallow, it was a sign of a happy ending. Last month, after I played a round of hand with you, I came out of the bath and looked in the mirror."

Daozhen's eyes were filled with confusion, "It's a sign of ruin and disgrace."

"Hahahaha! You judge others by their appearance but not by yourself, monk! You are obsessed with appearances!"

Zheng Da walked away laughing.

Daozhen frowned slightly, "But I have been reading my fortune for many years and have never made a mistake. Could it be that I am old and impatient and my reading is not accurate?"

He found a bronze mirror and looked at himself in it.

"The brows are scattered, and the blessings that were originally gathered are gradually dissipating. Oh no, how come most of it is dispersed? No, it's... it's gone."

Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, Daozhen looked up and saw Zheng Da running in. He said with a pale face, "The soldiers are coming."

Daozhen smiled and said, "But which distinguished person is visiting? Let me go and take a look."

"It looks murderous."

Zheng Da checked the meditation room anxiously, "Is there a secret door?"

He just asked casually, Daozhen pointed to the right, "Lift the curtain and you can go straight to the dining hall."

Zheng Da ran away in a flash.

"Where is the truth?"

Someone outside asked.

"I am here." Daozhen coughed dryly.

The door of the meditation room was roughly kicked open, and two soldiers rushed in. After searching, they found the secret door behind the curtain, "There is a door here!"

As they were talking, a man walked in.

"Your Highness, this person is Daozhen." said a small flag-bearer accompanying them.

"Your Highness?" Daozhen was startled, and thought of Prince Jing who was following Jiang Qingzhi, "Greetings, Your Highness."

King Jing had just wiped out the Japanese pirates and had not even sat down on his way back when he received a military order from Jiang Qingzhi.

He looked carefully at the Zen room, "Whose calligraphy is that..."

"Zhang Xu's."

"Crazy grass."

"Exactly."

"And the picture?"

"That's... Wu Daozi's, but I find it hard to tell whether it's real or not."

"Tell me, why do you, an outsider, do these things?" King Jing asked while admiring the calligraphy and paintings with his hands behind his back.

"It's just the influence."

"You should be influenced by the Buddha's teachings, but in my opinion, the Buddha's teachings may not be able to purify your six senses."

"What do you mean by that, Your Highness?" Daozhen sensed something was wrong. "Why is there such an air of wealth and luxury in this Zen room?" King Jing pointed at the calligraphy and paintings, his eyes turning, "Where did the money come from?"

"This..." Daozhen said, "My temple has some land."

"When you are away from home, you should cultivate yourself and live in seclusion. The less material desires you have, the fewer worries you will have. Why do you need so many fields?"

Daozhen felt something was wrong, his eyelids twitching wildly. He said cautiously, "Those farmers took refuge in Xiyun Temple..."

"So you took over those fields and people and became a landlord?" King Jing turned around and asked, "Do you know what you missed?"

"The poor monk doesn't know."

"Tax!"

……

Several Hangzhou celebrities were drinking and having fun in a brothel. During the meal, someone asked, "Why hasn't Zheng Da come yet?"

"He said he was going to talk to Daozhen and then come back. Could it be that he is so absorbed in Buddhism that he wants to become a monk?"

"I believe others can become monks, but it is impossible for Zheng Da."

"Why?"

"That guy did everything he could to make money. All the things he did over the years... never mind. We've been friends for many years, so I won't expose his shortcomings."

"Go and ask."

Later, news came, "Master, news just came that Xiyun Temple has been sealed."

"what?"

"Where's Zheng Da?"

"Master Zheng happened to be in Xiyun Temple and was arrested."

"What crime?"

"It's called... smuggling."

"Then... why was Xiyun Temple sealed?"

"Yes! Xiyun Temple is a famous temple in Hangzhou. Is Jiang Qingzhi going to let Fangwai go?"

"Why are you so hesitant? Why did you seal Xiyun Temple?"

The servant who reported it said, "Tax evasion."

Bah!
The man who was asking the question loosened his grip and the wine glass fell onto the table.

……

Jiang Qingzhi attacked the other party.

Just when the Japanese pirates were defeated in their surprise attack, this great figure of Mohism sent people to seal off the Xiyun Temple and seized a large number of account books and money and grain.

Public opinion suddenly changed, and everyone said that this old man had gone mad with rage.

Jiang Qingzhi's aide Xu Wei, the most famous of the Ten Masters of Yue, made a public statement: How can foreigners be exempt from taxes?
Fangwai is beyond the Three Realms and not within the Five Elements, so naturally he does not follow the rules of the secular world.

This is a counterattack from the outside world.

Xu Wei once again said, "Since you have jumped out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements, you can just eat and wear warm clothes. Why do you want to get rich and famous?"

Then, Xu Wei had notices posted outside the government office and people gathered around to watch.

A piece of paper recorded the number of fields owned by Xiyun Temple and the number of people it accommodated. It also averaged out how much fields and people were needed to support each monk.

"Is it so comfortable?" A poor man was moved and said, "How about my whole family becoming monks?"

Some people scoffed, "Who will accept it?"

Public opinion was in an uproar, with some saying that these fields and people were offerings to the Buddha and that it was justified.

Xu Wei countered: Did the Buddha indulge in pleasure? The Buddha ate only to avoid starving to death.

Some people say this is disrespectful to Buddha.

"It is the greatest disrespect to keep these people around to tarnish the Buddha's reputation!"

Jiang Qingzhi finished the work at hand and summed up the matter in one sentence.

He was talking to the Shogun's daughter.

Ashikaga Yoshiko was left at Jiang Qingzhi's residence. She thought she would be recruited by this powerful official of the Ming Dynasty, but from the moment she came in, Jiang Qingzhi never asked her a single question.

Until today, someone took her to see Jiang Qingzhi.

"What does the Shogun think of the current situation?"

Jiang Qingzhi lit the incense and asked calmly.

Ashikaga Miko stood at the side, bending slightly. She stole a glance at Jiang Qingzhi and thought that there was no other powerful official as handsome as him in Japan.

"Hmm?" Jiang Qingzhi frowned. Although he looked idle, he actually had countless things to do every day.

The shipbuilding in Longjiang is on the right track, and many things need his final say.

For example, if the craftsmen did not understand certain data on a certain drawing, Jiang Qingzhi had to step in to explain it.

There are also daily briefings from the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Eastern Depot on developments in various parts of the south.

Jiang Qingzhi needed to study it carefully, and of course, Xu Wei would go through it first. This made Jiang Qingzhi feel like he was the Taoist priest, and Xu Wei was Yan Song.

He is very busy.

Ashikaga Miko quickly replied, "My brother once said that at present, the rituals and music are in disarray, and the world is in constant conflict. If we want to save the situation, we can only seek help from outside forces."

"Is the Shogun so decadent?" Jiang Qingzhi asked.

Ashikaga Miko felt sad, but she couldn't explain for her brother, "Yes."

There was a moment of silence, and just when Ashikaga Miko was feeling stiff, the young official asked:

"Have you ever heard of the Oda clan?"

"Oda clan?"

"Correct."

"I recently heard about a man named Oda in junior high school who was extremely lustful."

"Who?"

"Oda Nobuhide, they called him... the Tiger of Owari."

(End of this chapter)