Chapter 19 Daxing Temple

The Sui army's two victories were sent to Chang'an one after another, and the entire Chang'an caused a sensation. This was a great victory that had never been seen before. Yang Jian was overjoyed and issued an order to continue attacking the Turks, and he must weaken the strength of the Turks and prepare for the next full-scale counterattack.

The years of invasions of the Turks made Yang Jian realize that if the Turks were not completely defeated, the Sui Dynasty would not be able to let go. When he thought of Emperor Wu's fruitless northern expedition, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Emperor Wu of Zhou was so hasty that he wanted to conquer the Turks first, because he saw clearly that the Turks were the real threat to the Central Plains. The emperor and ministers of Southern Chen were now living in drunkenness and dreaming. The Sui Dynasty could not consider going south to attack Chen for the time being, but first concentrated manpower and material resources to defeat the Turks, so that they could unify the north and south.

Although he was not the leader of his army, Yang Yong was still very happy to defeat the Turks. After the morning court in the sky, Yang Yong did not return directly from Yanxi Gate to his Eastern Palace. He came out from the main gate of the imperial city with the officials. When he saw Yang Yong, the passing officials hurriedly bowed to Yang Yong.

In front of the imperial city is Zhuque Street. This road 150 meters wide and paved with huge bluestone runs through the entire city. Standing on the steps of the imperial city, the entire city seems to be full of sight, making people feel proud.

When Li Yuan saw Yang Yong standing in front of the steps of the imperial city, he couldn't help but stumble. He had been back from Nanchen for several months and had not paid any visit to Yang Yong. He usually went to him and tried not to look at the prince. This was unreasonable in any aspect. He thought Yang Yong was waiting for him here, so he had to bite the bullet and come to Yang Yong: "I pay homage to the prince."

Seeing Li Yuan's vulgar and panic look, Yang Yong felt anger in his heart: "It turned out to be Duke Tang. Congratulations to Duke Tang for being promoted several months ago. This palace should hold a banquet to celebrate Duke Tang."

The prince was clearly in his words, and Li Yuan was even more uneasy and said reluctantly: "I am able to serve as an envoy to Nanchen by relying on the recommendation of the prince. The promotion is all due to the prince."

"Well, since that's the case, why didn't you come to the East Palace that day? I'm tired of waiting for you for a day."

"The prince asked the prince to go to the Eastern Palace? The prince was foolish and did not understand the prince's intention. He asked the prince to forgive him." At this time, Li Yuan had to pretend to be stupid.

"Forget it, since that's the case, remember to go to the East Palace more next time." Yang Yong did not mean to cause trouble for Li Yuan today. He had to look for it long ago, and he didn't have to wait until today. He just looked at Li Yuan's appearance and was angry inexplicably.

Li Yuan suddenly felt like he was amnesty: "Thank you, Your Highness," he lowered his body and retreated from the stairs, and almost tripped when he reached the last stairs.

Yang Yong shook his head. This future Emperor Gaozu of Tang was just like this. A sound of horse hooves came from the imperial city. A tall red horse sniffed to Yang Yong excitedly. When he heard the prince coming out of the imperial city, Yang Shi knew that the prince was out unexpectedly and hurriedly led Yang Yong's beloved horse to the front door.

Yang Yong walked down the steps, stepped onto Chiying's back with a kick, and gently knocked. Chiying had already walked slowly along the street with cheerful steps. Yang Shi and the other guards also quickly turned over and followed behind.

"Your Highness, where are we going?" Yang Shi asked immediately from behind.

"Let's go and have a bowl of mutton soup first." Yang Yong said subconsciously.

Yang Shi said in embarrassment: "Crown Prince, Mr. Hao stayed in the old city and did not move here. Where can we drink mutton soup?" In fact, there is no one who sells mutton soup in Xincheng. Yang Shi naturally knew who made the soup Yang Yong was going to drink.

Yang Yong remembered that he had moved to the new city for several months, but Mr. Hao had not moved to the new city. Even if there was a court to distribute the residential land, people like Mr. Hao were unable to build houses in the new city for a while. It was not that Yang Yong refused to help him, but the old man was nostalgic. In addition, he did not move his familiar neighbors, so he refused to move.

When talking about mutton soup, Yang Yong remembered his life as the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion and was immediately sighing. Although he is the crown prince, he is still happy at that time and said with emotion: "The life passes so quickly."

Yang Shi also felt something. A few years ago, he was a gangster, hungry and full. Now he is a sixth-rank military officer in the prince's mansion, and he has already started a family. He will become a father in a few months. His wife is also the heroine of the Eastern Palace selected by Yang Yong for him. All of this is thanks to the prince in front of him.

Yang Yong sighed: "I don't know if Mr. Hao's current mutton soup business is good?"

"Your Highness, 70% of the population in the old city has moved here, and I'm afraid it won't be great, but you don't have to worry. You are giving Mr. Hao a consistent amount of money every month according to your wishes, which is enough for Mr. Hao to live a living life."

"It's so good." Yang Yong nodded, and suddenly felt something was wrong: "When did I have ordered you?"

Yang Shi was stunned: "Have you forgotten that your highness had given this order just when he moved into the new city, which was conveyed by Miss Mei'er himself."

"So, your monthly money was also given to you by Yun Meier."

"That's right, your highness, what's wrong?"

"No, continue to give it like this in the future." Yang Yong thought to himself: Yi Guan money, this girl is kind-hearted. Her monthly rate should be only Yi Guan 200 yuan. It is difficult for her to give Yi Guan money in her own name every month. Just go back and increase her monthly rate.

"Yes." Although Yang Shi heard something wrong from Yang Yong's tone, he was not the kind of person who found the root cause. Since the prince said that he would continue to give it, then continue to give it.

"Crack." The sound of firecrackers sounded everywhere on the streets. The news of the Sui army defeating the Turks had spread among the ordinary people in Chang'an. Firecrackers were set off everywhere, and there were some cheers of long live in the middle.

The Central Plains have been in chaos for hundreds of years, and have extended up to three generations. Almost every household has suffered military disasters. After the Wei Dynasty split, Rouran first and Rouran fell down, and then the Turks have almost become a mountain that has been pressed over the people of the Central Plains. Even if they do not come to rob, hundreds of thousands of pieces of silk, plus porcelain, iron, gold and silver... are indispensable every year. The Turks do not farm or collect them, and live several times better than the people of the Central Plains. How can all this not make the people have a deep hatred for the Turks?

Now the Great Zhou unified the north, and the Sui Dynasty defeated the Turks. Seeing that the country that had been divided for hundreds of years was expected to be unified, there was no need to worry about the arrival of wars, and the happiness of the people was undoubtedly revealed with the sound of firecrackers.

There are mostly high-gate families on both sides of Zhuque Street, and the firecrackers are particularly loud. Chi Ying heard such a loud sound for the first time and neighed, revealing a little uneasy. The mounts of the guards behind him were even more circling. If the guards hadn't tied the reins tightly, the horse would have been scared away.

Yang Yong rolled his horse's heads and turned into a branch road parallel to Zhuque Street. The sound of firecrackers became smaller. Although this road was much smaller than Zhuque Street, it was paved with blue bricks and headed straight forward. It was these horizontal and vertical official roads that separated the new city into square yards.

The houses here are of course inferior to the Hillhouse on Zhuque Street. They are mostly small courtyards of medium-sized families. Some places are open spaces or built wooden houses and thatched houses. These people are undoubtedly poor people in the lower class. As court officials and wealthy families in the city move into the new city, in order to support their families, they have to throw away their old residences and move into the new city.

There are many more job opportunities for newly built jobs than in the old city. Although there are simple houses, most people still have smiles on their faces. Many children are having fun picking up firecrackers that did not explode on the spot in front of them. Some children simply burn dry bamboo at the door. Every bamboo joint explodes, and the sound is no less than the firecrackers.

The Sui Dynasty will become stronger and stronger, just to avoid chaotic times in decades, and you will never let others have the opportunity to take advantage of the position of crown prince. Yang Guang, you have made great contributions this time, and your father and all officials praised you endlessly. However, you must put your position in the right place, otherwise don’t blame the elder brother for taking action first.

The sound of bells came slowly in the distance, and it seemed particularly crisp and quiet with the sound of firecrackers. Yang Yong woke up from his distraction. The guards were shocked when they heard the sound of the bell. Yang Shi said happily: "Your Highness, why not go to Daxing Temple to take a look. Many masters there are profound Buddhist teachings, and the lottery draws are extremely effective."

Although Yang Shi knew that the prince had made some remarks about Buddhism, he had never publicly expressed his opposition to Buddhism, so he naturally would not be scruples when speaking. In fact, Yang Yong did not intend to eradicate Buddhism. With Emperor Wu of Zhou's strength, he had to conduct many arguments before destroying Buddhism. In addition, some Buddhist monks were granted official positions, and most of the troops were dispatched to demolish most Buddhist temples. However, as soon as he died, the Buddhist power immediately rekindled.

As far as Yang Yong knows, the Tang Dynasty later had acts of destroying Buddhism, but it was impossible to eliminate Buddhism. Yang Yong didn't say that he was just the crown prince now, even if he had become an emperor, he would not learn from Emperor Wu of Zhou to do such a strong move. He had to limit the scale of Buddhism so that it would not become a burden to the country, and to achieve a balance between guiding people to goodness and embezzling national property.

"How far is Daxing Temple from here?"

"Your Highness, not far away, you will arrive after another second wing."

"Then let's go to Daxing Temple for a walk." Yang Yong only heard that Daxing Temple was in full bloom before, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. Today, he rarely has time, so it's better to see it.

Everyone rode their horses and trotted slowly. In less than a cup of tea, they saw a tall temple. The temple was composed of blue bricks and tiles. The yellow tiles on it looked golden and surrounded by smoke, and it looked solemn and solemn.

The land and construction of the temple are unified and standardized by the court. No matter how large it is, Yang Yong will not be surprised. What surprised Yang Yong was the crowd at the entrance of the temple, which made Yang Yong feel like he was going to the market in his hometown when he was a child or wandering around the supermarket on weekends.

"What day is today? Or is it like this every day in Daxing Temple?" Yang Yong couldn't help asking. Looking around, there were no less than ten thousand people outside the temple alone, and the people inside were not worth it.

"Young Master, it's impossible for so many people to be there on weekdays. Young Master, wait, go and ask." There are so many people here, and Yang Shi dared not call him the prince's name, so he had to change his words. The crowd in front of him, not to mention Yang Yong, had to be shocked by the guards.

Yang Shi jumped off the horse, grabbed someone and asked a few questions, and came back soon: "Young Master, we are here so coincidental. Today is the Buddha's birthday, no wonder so many people."

Yang Yong breathed a sigh of relief. If there were so many people in Daxing Temple, then he would have to write a letter to limit the scale of Buddhism. Otherwise, in a few years, the Sui Dynasty would return to the Zhou Dynasty before the destruction of Buddhism, and one-tenth of the people in the country would become monks.

"Okay, let's go in and have a look."

Yang Shi hesitated: "Young Master, there are too many people, should I change my time and come again?"

"There are so many people, I... well, I just want to see what activities the masters of Daxing Temple have on the Buddha's birthday, and what those people are asking for." Yang Yong almost said and called himself the palace.

Seeing that the Crown Prince insisted, Yang Shi was unwilling to discourage the prince's prosperity. Moreover, this is a pure Buddhist land and a temple personally granted by the emperor. I missed no sluts to cause trouble and did not persuade him again.

The group of people dismounted and asked a guard to take care of him. The rest protected Yang Yong and squeezed into the crowd. In front of the temple was a large square. At this moment, a tall platform was set up on the square. Several monks in yellow shirts were muttering on the stage, and the men and women in the audience were also obsessed with them.

Yang Shi grabbed a man and asked, "What are you lying about?"

The man was impatient and was just waiting to ignore it. However, seeing that Yang Yong and his group were all dressed in bright clothes, and their waists were still bulging. If they refused, they had to retreat and said, "This is the mantra of the Holy Amitabha Light King. Reciting this mantra can help sentient beings eliminate short-lived life, increase their life and auspiciousness, and quickly achieve Bodhi!"

Yang Yong shook his head. If he had to chant mantras and get so many, how could there be people who died? Leaving the crowd of people who chanted mantras, Yang Yong stepped directly into the temple.

As soon as he entered the temple, he saw a tall and fat sitting Buddha with a smile on his face. Yang Yong knew that this was Maitreya Buddha, known as the future Buddha. There were countless incense burning in front of this Buddha, emitting bursts of fragrant smell.

Yang Yong carefully measured it. If this Buddha was all solid, he would use no less than tens of thousands of kilograms of copper. If it was used to melt copper coins, it would be at least more than 5,000 s. The future Buddha would be so huge, and Shakyamuni Buddha would definitely be even bigger, let alone the Buddhas of the past, many venerables, and arhats...
Chapter completed!