Han’s Son is Not a Slave

When the news of Yongli abandoning the country came in April, the city of Beijing really cheered for a while, and fireworks were rarely set off in the palace. The young emperor and a group of minions continued to make trouble until late at night. If the queen mother hadn't spoken, I'm afraid the emperor would have tossed until dawn. However, this happiness did not last for a few days, and a big mess broke out in Huguang. Hu Quancai's trash actually lost half of Huguang's territory overnight, and almost called the thieves in Kuidong to surround Wuchang City. If Shunzhi replaced Hu Quancai with Zhang Changgeng in time, I am afraid that Huguang would have known the surname.

Wuchang was defended, but the war in the southwest did not end because Zhu Youlang abandoned the country. The thief Xiucai did not lead his bandits to Yunnan to protect the car, but went to Huguang and cut off the food route of Duny's army. , Guangxi also told them to occupy it, and Huguang was also eroded. The current situation is that the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses from Doni seem to have got into the Yungui set and can't get out!

Prince An Yue Le has already gone to the south, and his decree to send troops from foreign vassal Mongolia has also come out. Shaanxi, Henan and other places have also sent decrees. No matter what, Shunzhi will always put together another army to solve the crisis in Huguang. Otherwise it's too dangerous. But after gathering, the Manchu princes in Beijing realized a big problem, that is, the army that they gathered was mainly Han and Mongolian, but there were not many Manchu children, and most of the generals leading the army were Han Chinese.

Where is this?

The Qing Dynasty was basically in Manchuria. Even if they were hiding behind to take credit for the Han army and the Green Camp, the Manchu children would always follow him into battle.

Shunzhi also knew that this would not work, but he really couldn't draw troops. Since entering the customs, the casualties of the Manchu children have also been great. Today, even with the Eight Banners of the capital and the garrisoned Eight Banners in various places, the number of Manchu children is only tens of thousands at best. After the Battle of Hengyang, the Qing court never dispatched Manchu children to fight on a large scale. The war against Nanming was mainly dominated by green camps, so in recent years, Manchu children had a rare chance to live a good life. Never thought that the Taiping bandits who appeared in Guangdong first wiped out the more than 2,000 Manchu children of Hahamu, and then wiped out the more than 4,000 Manchu children brought by Jidu. Wu Sangui and Zhao Butai were buried in Mopan Mountain again. There were three or four thousand Manchu children. These three battles have caused the families of the eight banners in the capital to hold funerals, and so far the bodies have not been recovered, which is not a miserable one.

Children of the Eight Banners, Shunzhi really can't smoke anymore, Duny has already brought everything he can bring, and now only Xiaoqi, Qianfeng, Hujun, Infantry, Shanpu, firearms, Jianrui, etc. are banned in Beijing. The battalion, the other is the guards and pro-military of Shangsanqi, really can't be drawn. If you really want to, Beijing is an empty city. At that time, Xio said that it was the Ming army, and any incense-burning bandits who gathered in the crowd could shake the Forbidden City.

The old minister Fan Wencheng gave Shunzhi an idea, saying that as long as this policy is implemented, there will be hundreds of thousands of loyal warriors in the Qing Dynasty. The idea is to raise the flag, raise the flag on a large scale, and carry all the Han army and the Green Camp group into the Manchu flag, so that the descendants of the three generations of their ancestors and later will become Manchurians. Such a Manchurian Ding Dasheng, who also has many privileges to pay the flag and pay the flag, is not afraid that the Han people who carry the flag will not regard themselves as Manchurian and do not work hard for Manchurian.

The idea of ​​raising the flag is a good idea. Shunzhi is very excited, but he can only be too excited to implement it. Why? Because he dare not!

The foundation of the Qing Dynasty was Manchuria. If hundreds of thousands of Han Chinese came in at once, would it still be Manchuria?

Manzhou is dominated by the Han people with a small number of ethnic groups. In the face of a much larger number of Han people, the whole state of Manzhou agrees that it must not be Sinicized like the Xianbei of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the past, but must maintain the national character, so as not to be assimilated by the huge Han people. Therefore, although the large-scale flag raising can satisfy the current interests of the Qing court, it will completely ruin Manchuria. Shunzhi did not want his descendants to become Han Chinese in a hundred years.

I am the ruler of the Qing Dynasty, the ruler of Manchuria, not the ruler of China, nor the ruler of the Han people.

Fan Wencheng also knew that the resistance to the large-scale flag raising was too great, and the emperor was also upset for a while, so he didn't mention it anymore, but there were more letters with Hong Hengjiu from Yunnan.

A few days ago, the Eight Banners in the capital also made a riot, not because the court sent them to the south, but because of the salaries of the flags. For a long time, the money and grain from the southeast have been distributed for the flag salaries. Now all the money and grain from the southeast are used in the southwest. Although the transportation has stopped now, the next batch of rice cannot be delivered. Without silver hair and Lumi collar, how could the Eight Banners not be troubled?

The old guys brought out their achievements one by one, saying that they shed blood for Taizu and sweated for Taizong. The emperor could not ignore them, and there were many people who went to the queen mother to cry. The princes and ministers mentioned this matter. flushed.

After all the talk, it was only after getting a batch of money and grain from the internal treasury that the Eight Banners that caused trouble were stabilized. But this is over, the money for the pensions of the soldiers who died in the Eight Banners has disappeared, and the orphans and widows are also screaming. What's even worse and more urgent is how to spend the money of the hundreds of thousands of troops in the southwest, and how to transmit it.

In short, there are too many annoying things, and the condition of the concubine Dong E has not improved. Shunzhi is troubled, and naturally thinks of the Ci'en Temple in Xishan.

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The Mahavira Hall of Ci'en Temple is decorated with golden statues of Buddha, Samantabhadra, who is resolute and solemn, riding a hundred elephants, and Manjusri, who is wise and smiling, and straddling a lion. On both sides of the hall are four heavenly kings of various shapes and jaws. At this time, there was no **** in the hall, the green light on the offering table in the center was always bright, and the smoke was lingering. In the solemn Buddhist hall, the sound of wooden fish coming from his ears and the smell of incense in his nose made Wu Liangfu fall to the ground with a "thump", and muttered: "The Buddha is above, and the little one will bow!"

Shunzhi looked back at the servant, he was probably infected, and when he looked back again, he knelt down on the mat with his legs soft and bowed at the feet of the supreme Buddha who saved all beings. The old monk who knocked on the wooden fish has always maintained the appearance of a monk as a monk, and has never been seen since Shunzhi entered the temple, but at this time he got up and smiled and said: "Long live, the poor monk has lost his way, sin, sin! "

Shunzhi waved his hand and said, "I have come to visit Master Yulin Yu, please come out and meet."

The old monk rolled his eyes and respectfully said, "Master has been waiting for a long time, please go to the backyard with the poor monk."

Hearing that Zen Master Yulin was waiting for him, Shunzhi was overjoyed and followed the old monk inside. Seeing that the master was in a good mood and was very happy, Wu Liangfu was afraid that someone would disturb the master's good mood, so he ordered Fei Yanggu, the leader of the palace guards who accompanied him, to immediately spread out, and no pilgrims were allowed to go up the mountain.

Yulin Yi's temporary meditation room, with bright and clean windows, several scrolls of scriptures and paper inkstones on the long table, sits cross-legged on the meditation bed, a thin monk, looking at him, he is the monk Yulin Yu, an eminent monk of the Linji sect. After Shunzhi entered the room, Yulin Yu opened his eyes and pointed at the bamboo chair opposite him expressionlessly: "Please sit!"

Yu Linyu's steady meditation posture, long eyebrows and sparse beard, thin and serene face, and the otherworldly light from his slender eyes made Shunzhi, who had always been restless, instantly become convinced, and he sat down with his hands in an orderly manner. He was stretched straight, like a schoolboy who made a mistake and sincerely accepted the teacher's reprimand.

After sitting down, Shunzhi said with emotion: "Master, I think my predecessor was indeed a monk. Now every time I go to the meditation room of the monastery, I see that the windows of the monk's house are bright and clean, and everything is clean. Hundreds and thousands of slaves and servants, why don’t you feel so fresh and clean?”

Yu Lin Yu said lightly: "Lord Na seems to think that the emperor is the son of the Buddha.

"I don't know something, and I ask the master to clarify my doubts." Shunzhi looked at Yulinxiu seriously: "Since ancient times, the world has been governed by ancestors. Buddhism, why is this? Who did I teach it from?"

Hearing this, Yu Linxiu's eyes lit up, and he said in a poignant voice: "The Emperor Lao Naguan is the reincarnation of the Golden Wheel King, who has cultivated the roots of great goodness, great wisdom, and natural nature. Therefore, it is the supreme ruler of the world, and there is the world to the south, and it is governed by the Ming Dynasty.”

"Oh? Really!"

Being able to receive such praise from Yulin, Shunzhi felt very unhappy, he said: "I have the heart of taking refuge in my Buddha, but I can't let go of the mundane world for a while. May I ask you, Master, if I do, I will take refuge in my Buddha again, or should I abandon it? What about taking refuge in my Buddha?”

Yulin was stunned by these words. Did the emperor want to become a monk?

Surprised in his heart, he said in his mouth: "If the dust is not over, if the heart is not clean, even if you take refuge, it will be difficult to achieve a positive result. In the old man's view, the emperor is not as good as the dust.

Shunzhi nodded his head straight, and he was right. As the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how could he give up Jiangshan Sheji? He has always been determined to compete with the wise men in history, and since he has not seen the difference, he is naturally unwilling to follow the empty door like this.

He sighed softly: "Master, I am very unfortunate. When I was five years old, the first emperor had already taken care of him. The empress dowager was only born to me, and she was very spoiled and no one taught me, so I dropped out of school when I was young. Only then did I realize that I couldn't read Han Chen's memorial, when I was thirteen years old."

Just as he was talking, a little novice offered hot tea and a few plates of fruit snacks. Shunzhi took a sip while it was still hot, and suddenly felt his lips and teeth were fragrant, and a rush of heat poured into his heart, and praised: "Good fragrance, good tea!"

Yu Lin Yu's overly serious face finally showed a smile at this time, and shouted out, "Ciweng, come in too."

As soon as the voice fell, a monk in a red and gold cassock came in with one hand.

Yulin Yu pointed at the monk and said to Shunzhi: "Your Majesty, this is Mao Xisen, the eldest disciple of Lao Na, known as Monk Ciweng."

"Maoxi Sen? I seem to have read the verses you wrote somewhere, and the writing is really wonderful. Life is like a dream and like a play, what is life and what is life to fear? In a dream." Shunzhi looked at Mao Xisen with some surprise.

Mao Xisen was overjoyed when he saw that his own verses were recited casually by the current emperor, and he laughed. His appearance is much more attractive than his master Yu Lin Yu, but people can't look like, and the sea can't be measured.

Yu Linyu suddenly said: "Life is a hundred years, and there is nothing in the world, so how can you stain the dust? Wherever you go, you will become a treasure. When you follow your will, you will become a treasure. From the old man's point of view, it is not difficult for the emperor to learn Zen and enlightenment. "

Shunzhi was shocked and looked at Yulin Yu. In fact, just now, he said that converting to Buddhism was just a momentary thought, and he just said it casually, but now, he feels that he and Yulin lured master and apprentice so much that they want to meet each other too late. Isn't this God's will? Isn't it fate? Besides, this old monk kept saying that he would definitely be able to attain the Tao in the future, so why not worship him as a teacher. So, Shunzhi also said seriously: "If that's the case, then the master will accept me as a disciple."

"It...seems too early."

Yulin Yu did not expect that the emperor would make such a request, and his face showed hesitation.

Yulin was hesitating in his heart, and accepting the emperor as a disciple was no small matter. On the surface, it seems that Buddhism has won the Qing emperor, and Christianity, which flourished for a while, has been at a disadvantage in the Gyeonggi area. However, the interior of Buddhism is not monolithic. The fact that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty accepts which sect to accept will intensify the old contradictions among the various factions of Buddhism, and these Shunzhi will not know. After the sixth ancestor Huineng, Zen Buddhism was first divided into two schools, Nanyue Huairang and Qingyuan Xingsi. Later, Nanyue School was divided into Weiyang and Linji. Qingyuan was divided into Caodong, Yunmen and Fayan. five. In the Song Dynasty, Linji was divided into two schools, Huanglong and Yangqi. So far, Zen Buddhism was divided into "five schools and seven schools". In the future, the Linji School and the Caodong School were the only two branches, but most of the Zen practitioners believed in Linji, so Caodong became an "isolated school". Therefore, in the early Qing Dynasty, there was a saying in the Buddhist world that "in the world, Cao Yijiao".

Since the Linji sect was favored by Shunzhi, new temples have been built inside and outside the capital, and the incense of the large and small Buddhist temples has exploded. In the Forbidden City, even the Empress Dowager sent her valet to the Wanshan Hall several times to ask the monks to teach the essentials of Zen meditation. More eunuchs and maids in the palace visited Zen and worshipped Buddha. As a result, the Linji sect was written by Fei Yinrong, a master of Han Pucong, who misinterpreted the family of the Zen sect. .

Yulinxiu knew that Buddhism had objected to this and did not agree with Fei Yinrong, so he preached Buddhism in front of Shunzhi in order to win over the young emperor. "Authentic" and "orthodox", how can this not make Yulin Yu overjoyed? It is good to be happy, but Yulin did not dare to slay the Qing emperor. He was afraid that if he introduced the Qing emperor to Buddhism, he would commit public wrath and condemnation, and he would be torn to pieces by the Qing court and regarded by those Manchu princes. The enemy, just like Tang Ruowang.

"Begging the old monk to agree!" Shunzhi was a little anxious when he saw Yulin Yu's delay in answering.

"Master, accepting the Emperor of Qing Dynasty as a disciple is a grand event in Buddhism. Just like this, Ci Weng will be the same generation as the emperor, hehe." Mao Xisen was also very excited.

"You and I see each other like each other. Wouldn't it be better if we became senior brothers from the same sect?" Shunzhi grabbed Ru Xisen's big hand, and was very happy that he could have such an eminent monk as his senior brother.

"Forget it, the Emperor Lao Nayi is, but he only accepts apprentices, not shaving."

Yulin had come up with a perfect idea, accepted the Emperor of Qing as his apprentice, but did not give him a degree, so that he could explain the past in all aspects. Shunzhi thought about it for a while, and felt that this method was good. After all, he was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, so how could he really shave his head and become a monk. Shunzhi had no opinion, Yulin Yu got up and walked to the front of several cases, thinking about choosing a law name for Shunzhi, while Mao Xisen was busy researching ink. Yulin lured the pen to walk the dragon twist, and wrote more than ten words at one go into the Shunzhi imperial survey. Without thinking, Shunzhi pointed to the word "idiot" and said, "This name is very good."

"Hmm. In terms of seniority, you are the fifth generation of the Longchi School of Zen Buddhism.

"Xingzhi?" Shunzhi raised his black eyebrows, and immediately said with a smile: "Miao, wonderful! Maoxi, I and you have really become brothers from the same family!"

"Master is not only profound in Buddhist studies, but also excellent in calligraphy. His handwriting is round and vigorous, his brush strokes are sharp, and he does not fall into the conventions of calligraphy. I don't know what posts the master has written in regular script?"

"Haha!" Yulin Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at the newly accepted disciple with a satisfied expression: "Lao Xiu didn't learn Huang Ting at first, he continued to study the bequeathed scriptures, and later he went to the Confucius Temple Monument, and he was always unable to concentrate. Therefore, if there is no written word in the chest, it is often the case that the brush strokes just point and draw. By the way, the old man wants to see the emperor's calligraphy courage, and he also asks the emperor to enlighten me."

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare the disciple show his ugliness on the spot?"

Having said that, Shunzhi had already rolled up his sleeves. Mao Xisen smiled again: "Hehe, senior brother, let me grind ink for you again."

"Senior Brother Lao is here."

Shunzhi stretched out his five fingers to pick up a brush, which is called "grasping the brush". After thinking for a while, he wrote a big "Buddha" character. This "Buddha" character is really not very authentic, because Shunzhi entered school very late, and has no advantages in calligraphy.

Not wanting, Yu Lin Yu put his palms on the side and smiled and said, "This word is the best, ask the emperor to give it to the old monk."

Shunzhi was proud in his heart, but he kept saying "unbearable", and Yulin Yu had already gently picked up the big "Buddha" and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you for the grace of God."

"Master exaggerated. I just scribbled on it on a whim. When I wrote it, I felt relieved."

Shunzhi seemed to have met a bosom friend, and in front of Yulinxiu, he was very casual and unfettered. The long-suffering mood was relieved, and a rare smile appeared on his face. Before you know it, a few hours have passed. The little novice stood outside the meditation room, his voice low and timid: "Master, the fast food is ready."

"If that's the case, how about asking Your Majesty to enjoy the fast here?"

"Eat vegetarian food?" Shunzhi raised his black eyebrows habitually. "Well, since I am a Buddhist disciple, I should be a vegetarian."

The group walked out of the meditation room, bypassed the Tibetan scripture building, and came to the Zhaitang on the side of the front yard~www.wuxiahere.com~ The room was already full of monks, surrounded by a long table. Looking again, Wu Liangfu and the guards Feiyangu and the others were also sitting at a table.

"It's so fragrant, I will really feel hungry now."

"Please take your time, Your Majesty. These are vegetarian sausage, vegetarian ham, vegetarian chicken, vegetarian beef, as well as vegetarian fish and vegetarian shrimp. I wonder if they suit Your Majesty's taste?"

"Well, I'll try it first."

Shunzhi held up his chopsticks and took a golden red and oily vegetarian sausage. He took a bite, hey, it was very tender and delicious.

"Don't you say it's a vegetarian sausage? Why do you smell a lot of meat? The fat meat is delicious, fat but not greasy, and full of fragrance."

"Although Buddhist vegetarian dishes are all vegetarian, after careful preparation and knife skills by monks, they use steaming, boiling, stir-frying, frying, stir-frying, blasting and other methods to cook ordinary tofu, flour and vegetables. We have delicious food of all colors, flavors and shapes. Your Majesty, fast food is also effective in curing diseases and health, prolonging life, and it is more effective than elixir."

"Well, I believe it, the disciple. Just ask me to take two of the cooks from this temple back to the palace, so that I can eat this elixir every day? And wow, Master, please come down the mountain with me too, just Living in the Wanshan Hall in Xiyuan, so that I and Master can get along day and night and talk about scriptures and Taoism."

"Follow the decree."

Yulin tempted to put his hands together, as if he was obedient.

"Master, don't turn it upside down, Master is on top, please accept the little disciple Xingchi." Shunzhi smiled and folded his hands, and bowed in a decent manner.

Shunzhi was really unhappy with this vegetarian banquet. After the banquet, a little monk brought hot water and clean towels and asked Shunzhi to wash it. After wiping his face, Shunzhi only felt refreshed, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the temple, suddenly burst into pride, turned around suddenly and instructed Fei Yanggu, who was standing by, "Go, ask them to hold a political meeting, and I will personally recruit !" (To be continued.)