Daming: I really don’t want to be an emperor!

Prevented the conflict between Buddhism and Taoism.

The Jinyiwei came to clear the way for the Shenjiying, while Liu Sanwu was ordered to set the pace.

"Master Liu!" All the disciples of Xinxue greeted him one after another.

Liu Sanwu nodded and dismounted, "What is the Buddhist sect trying to do? Are they forcing the emperor to abdicate?"

"Master Liu, according to them, your majesty's killing of monks and abolishment of Buddhist privileges must be the work of treacherous officials in the court. They are here to ask your majesty to revoke the order."

One of the Xinxue disciples answered.

When Liu Sanwu heard this, he sneered, "Advising His Majesty? I think they are trying to force the emperor to abdicate! As a minister, how can I gather troops under the capital? This is a rebellion!"

"Rebellion? But I didn't see any soldiers, Master Liu." A disciple didn't understand.

Liu Sanwu pointed at the group of monks and said, "Aren't they monk soldiers? If they feel that the court's decision is unreasonable, they can just submit a petition to the capital. Is forcing the emperor to abdicate the throne the way of a minister and the way of serving the people? They are rebelling and trying to force Your Majesty to submit by force."

"Master Liu is right. We must not allow this trend to grow! If everyone follows suit and gathers a crowd to force the emperor to abdicate, then the country will cease to be a country and the ministers will cease to be ministers. This is against the way of the saints."

"Does this brother feel the same way? I wonder which school of thought you follow?"

"I am not talented, I am just a disciple of Confucianism."

"Confucianism... Damn it, forget it. Since what you said just now was quite pleasant to the ears, I won't report you. Go away."

"At the beginning, we in the School of Mind could not stand the Confucianism's dominance and oppression of other schools of thought, but we did not gather a crowd to force the emperor to abdicate. We all knelt outside the palace to make remonstrations. My predecessors in the School of Mind made death-defying remonstrations in the court, and only then did the court change its decision. But they did not kneel or beg. How can they be loyal to the people?"

"They are just taking advantage of the young age of the Holy Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, how dare they be so arrogant?"

When Liu Sanwu appeared, everyone was very courteous, and many people listened to what Liu Sanwu said.

"Master Liu, look at these fat, bloated, and potbellied bald donkeys. How can they be merciful? I think they just drank too much. It would be better to petition the court to chop them all off."

Guo Baorou put away his sword and picked up the whisk again. He looked at the monks with disdain, his eyes full of contempt and disgust.

"Who are you calling fat and big-eared? Who are you calling bloated and pot-bellied?"

When the Buddhists heard this, they were furious. They stood up one after another, pointing at Guo Baorou and questioning him loudly.

These monks usually live a life of luxury, so naturally they cannot tolerate being humiliated in public like this.

Guo Baorou snorted coldly and replied fearlessly: "I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you, you bunch of fake monks! If you don't eat meat, where would you get all that fat on your stomach!"

Guo Baorou's voice was loud and firm, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

Guo Baorou's words were like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, instantly resonating with the people.

Everyone nodded in agreement, expressing their support for Guo Baorou. After all, these monks in the capital city usually relied on their status to bully the people, which had long aroused public indignation. In addition, with so many things that had happened recently, the people had even less good feelings towards monks, and believed that all Buddhists were the same. Now that someone dared to stand up and accuse them, he naturally received the support of everyone.

"Yes, at least my family can eat meat once a month. Look at us, we are pale and skinny, and look at them, they are plump and fat. What kind of vegetarian food can make them like this? I will eat meat too."

"Let's go together, let's go together, haha, I also want to know what kind of vegetarian food can make me so fat."

"I have met ascetics before, but they are real monks, and they are very different from them."

"I think these monks are just like those corrupt officials, sucking the blood of the people in Ming Dynasty."

"You know what. If Buddhists can eat vegetarian food like this, then I won't farm anymore. I will go to the Buddhist temple with you to eat vegetarian food and chant the Buddha's name. I promise that I will chant more seriously than any of them. I can chant for ten hours out of twelve hours a day."

This is the situation for all Buddhist temples under the emperor's feet, not to mention the Buddhist temples in local areas.

"Fuck! The Royal Guards." At this time, a Xinxue disciple suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked back.

Sure enough, a general riding a tall horse and wearing imperial armor was seen walking in the front.

Behind him was a group of soldiers carrying a huge Maxim heavy machine gun. The shiny black barrel and heavy gun body were chilling.

These soldiers marched in step with serious expressions, and were obviously a well-trained elite force.

With the appearance of the Royal Guards, the surrounding crowd suddenly became agitated.

The people looked at the team in horror, not knowing what was happening. Some people began to flee in all directions and look for places to hide, fearing that they would be involved.

The Buddhist monks saw the commotion in the city and opened their eyes. Since the court had sent people, everything would be easy to deal with.

No matter what we say today, we must make the court take back its decision.

Since the Buddhist sect came to the Central Plains, countless royal nobles and even the emperor himself have treated us Buddhists with courtesy and praised Namo Amitabha.

The Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was once a monk.

It was originally thought that after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the status of Buddhism would not be shaken.

Who would have thought that just after Zhu Yuanzhang's death, the temples in the capital were raided and the imperial court was ready to declare war on Buddhism.

The current emperor, a young boy who has just reached adulthood and ascended the throne for the first time, actually intends to try to shake a tree with an ant. We Buddhists are not the weaklings like the Confucians!

Our martial spirit has not been broken. If we don't ask the imperial court to send people to kowtow and offer tea to admit their mistakes, the very least we should ask the imperial court to issue an edict of repentance, apologize to our Buddhist sect, and restore our reputation!