Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

"Amitabha."

There were green lamps and ancient Buddhas, the air was filled with smoke, and the sound of bells was ringing in the temple. Rich people in luxurious clothes brought their servants and bowed devoutly in front of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"That's good, that's good."

The abbot in a cassock looked at the scene, and from time to time he put his hands together and prayed to the people he met.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion coming from outside the mountain gate.

There were many wealthy and powerful people among these rich people, but in the midst of this noise, they all timidly retreated to the sides and ran out of the temple carefully and quickly.

No matter how hard the monks tried to maintain order, they were unable to calm these people down and could only watch them leave.

"what happened?"

The abbot looked at this strange scene and felt something in his heart.

Just then, a series of clanging sounds were heard, and hundreds of Jinyiwei dressed in Feiyu uniforms and embroidered spring swords on their waists rushed in from outside the mountain gate, dividing into two teams to clear a path.

The abbot then realized what had happened.

No wonder those wealthy people try to avoid it as much as possible as if they had seen the plague god.

Even in the capital, only the royal family members can call upon these Jinyiwei.

"Prepare to welcome the distinguished guests."

Realizing that the visitor had an extraordinary identity, the abbot also shouted loudly.

Upon receiving the order, the monks immediately dispersed. Soon they all carried clean water and brooms and began to clean the roads in the temple.

"No need."

A slightly childish voice came from the mountain gate, and dozens of Jinyiwei came in together.

The leader was a teenager who was only in his early teens.

The young man was wearing a dragon robe and had extraordinary manners. He was obviously a prince or grandson of an emperor.

"Little donor, what does this mean?"

The abbot walked up quickly, clasped his hands together in front of the young man, smiled and asked.

The status of this prince and grandson of the emperor is noble. If he is treated well, he will be given a large sum of money as alms.

If other pilgrims see that the princes come to their temple to make donations, they will naturally be more willing to spend money.

The abbot had just finished speaking when the Jinyiwei beside him raised his knife-holding hand and pushed him back, keeping a certain distance between him and the young man.

"This……"

The abbot was stunned for a moment and looked at the young man awkwardly.

"Don't be rude to the abbot."

The young man raised his eyes to look at the Jinyiwei who were chasing people away, and spoke in a deep voice.

After being scolded by the young man, the Jinyiwei lowered his head and retreated behind the young man.

"My surname is Zhu, and I am here to burn incense to the Buddha."

After Zhu Ming scolded the Jinyiwei, he turned around and looked at the abbot and smiled politely.

"Little donor, please come this way."

After finding out the young donor's purpose, the abbot felt relieved and respectfully led the distinguished guest in.

He only needed to say that his surname was Zhu. Without saying anything else, the abbot had already guessed that he was a prince.

"It is fate that the donor can come to our temple to make donations."

The abbot led the way in front and complimented Zhu Ming on the side.

People of such distinguished status can only be seen a few times a year, even if they are from a temple near the imperial city, so they must be treated well.

However, Zhu Ming ignored the abbot's flattery and looked around, as if he was admiring the scenery of the temple.

"This temple is truly a different world with beautiful scenery inside."

It can be seen that the person who built this temple also had a high level of architectural attainments.

There are pavilions and towers everywhere, and lotus ponds are built on both sides. Being in such a scenery makes people feel naturally happy.

If Zhu Ming had not come here to warn these monks, they would have been immersed in it.

"It's good as long as you like it. This is also fate."

The abbot smiled beside Zhu Ming and said that it had cost a huge amount of money to renovate this temple.

"I'm afraid it cost a lot of money."

Zhu Ming said, turned around and looked at the abbot meaningfully, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked.

"These are all donated by pilgrims who come to the temple to make donations. They are all merits."

The abbot responded naturally, and his words seemed to indicate that he was expecting Zhu Ming to contribute.

Zhu Ming did not speak any more until he knelt on the cushion in front of the Buddha statue, holding incense in his hand.

"I was kidnapped a few days ago and was very frightened. I came here to pay homage to the Buddha and ask for his blessing."

Zhu Ming bowed in front of the Buddha, but his eyes never left the golden statue.

After hearing Zhu Ming's prayer, the abbot's joy just now disappeared in an instant, and he felt cold sweat running down his face.

This person's royal status, coupled with his experience of being kidnapped, has only recently become the most favored grandson of the current emperor...

Could it be the one in front of me?

After the prayer was over, Zhu Ming stood up and looked at the abbot. He said with a distressed look, "Abbot, my name is Zhu Ming, but there is still one thing I don't understand."

Although he had guessed this person's identity just now, the abbot's heart still skipped a beat when he heard the name Zhu Ming.

He had also heard about how a lay disciple of his had paid money to kidnap the emperor's grandson.

Although this was not his idea, it involved the monks in this temple anyway. How could he not be frightened?

"I wonder what is the matter, benefactor?"

However, no matter how frightened he was, the abbot did not dare to show it in front of Zhu Ming. He could only pretend to be calm and bowed again, his attitude becoming more respectful.

"I asked His Majesty to carry out reforms and benefit the people, which is a great merit. Why would someone kidnap me?"

Zhu Ming looked at the abbot and asked back with a confused look on his face.

If Buddha really exists, he should not let good people die young and let bad people live freely.

"This... is caused by a bad guy. It's not the donor's fault."

The abbot was stunned for a moment before he answered, "You have done great good deeds by giving benefits to the people. If the Buddha knows, he will protect you."

After Zhu Ming finished speaking, he has been carefully observing the abbot's every move, trying to find some clues.

However, the abbot handled the situation quite well and did not leave any evidence.

I didn't have any evidence in the first place, and this trip was just to scare them.

After receiving the abbot's answer, Zhu Ming seemed to be relieved and sighed: "With the abbot's words, I feel relieved."

After saying this, he turned around, looked at the huge golden statue of Buddha, and shook his head.

This golden body of Buddha is more than two meters long and sparkles with golden light. It is said to be made of pure gold and is truly dazzling.

"But I am still a little worried. Recently, the land east of the Yellow River has been hit by drought, and the people have been displaced. It is really pitiful."

"Although I am a prince, I am really powerless. Whenever I think of this, I feel even more sad. Today I am meeting the Buddha and I also want to pray for these sentient beings."