Chapter 30 Six Degrees of Scripture Collection, Waiting for Dawn! (Please Read) Yanfu. "Dad! It's not good!" Yan Shifan rushed into the study in a panic, only to see his father sitting quietly on the couch, flipping through a book. "Your Majesty, he has taken action!" Yan Shifan said, swallowing his saliva, and said, "Officials from the Qingliu faction, from the Hanlin Academy to the six ministries, several important officials have been arrested!" "Dad, what should I do?" Facing the frightened Yan Shifan, Yan Song remained calm and flipped through the book slowly. "Dad, it's already so late and you..." As he spoke, Yan Shifan walked closer and took a look. He saw that his father was holding a Buddhist scripture called "Six Paramitas Collection Sutra" and was speechless. "Why are you still reading Buddhist scriptures?" Although they had known that His Majesty might take action, and they were ready to be killed, wasn't this too big a fuss? Although, as far as we know, Qingliu and their real core have not moved much, at most they are just some non-staff members. But even so, it still frightened him.
Who knows how many they will catch? If we let them continue to catch them like this, won’t they become fern roots? Your Majesty will not let the Yan family fall, but if all the factions behind them are uprooted, will that be any different from falling? My own dad is so good. At this time, he still has the mood to read Buddhist scriptures? "Dad, at this moment, please tell me, your son, what is His Majesty's real purpose!" Yan Shifan took a deep breath and asked while sitting opposite the old man. "There is a story in the Six Paramitas Sutra," Yan Song slowly closed the Buddhist scripture he had finished reading, raised his head and stared at Yan Shifan, "You should have heard this story too." Yan Shifan opened his mouth but suppressed his impatience and said nothing. "Long ago, before Sakyamuni became a Buddha, he was a great master practicing the Bodhisattva Path." Yan Song began to speak slowly. "This Bodhisattva was practicing in a cave when suddenly a pigeon, being chased by an eagle, flew into the cave to seek shelter." "The eagle then followed and asked the Buddha to hand over the pigeon because it had not eaten for several days." Hearing this, Yan Shifan knew that his father was telling him the story of 'Buddha cutting off his flesh to feed the eagle'. At the same time, I began to think secretly in my heart. Yan Song stared at the candle on the table. The light of the candle reflected in his cloudy eyes, and it seemed as if something was flickering. “The Bodhisattva felt deeply compassionate and could not bear to see the pigeon hurt, nor could he bear to see the eagle suffer from hunger. So, the Bodhisattva thought again and again and decided to cut off the flesh from his own legs to feed the eagle to eat instead of the pigeon..." "However, when the Bodhisattva cut his flesh, he fainted due to the pain and excessive bleeding." "At this time, the Bodhisattva had a regretful thought in his heart: Is it worth it for me to do this?" "If I die from this, wouldn't my training be in vain?" "But he soon realized that his idea was wrong, so he firmly told himself: I should sacrifice myself to feed the tiger, let alone a small eagle." "So the Bodhisattva cheered up and offered the cut meat to the eagle. After the eagle was full, it flew away." "Surprisingly, the wound on the Bodhisattva's leg healed immediately and flesh grew back, as if he had never been injured."
"After this miraculous event, the Bodhisattva became more determined to practice and vowed to save all living beings until he became a Buddha..." After hearing what his father said, Yan Shifan was silent for a long time. "We have been 'cultivating' for so long, just for now, to feed the 'meat' to the 'eagle'?" How could Yan Shifan not understand the meaning of this story? Their Yan family is the Sakyamuni Buddha, Your Majesty is the hungry eagle, and the pigeon is the Yan Party! Practice? What are you practicing? Money! "Yan Shifan," Yan Song raised his eyelids, "Even Sakyamuni had to cut off his flesh to become a Buddha. Who do you think you are?" "I understand!" Yan Shifan's face trembled violently, his fists clenched loudly, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "How much?" Yan Song said nothing when he heard this, but just looked at him. Yan Shifan's breathing stagnated, and he suddenly felt like a deflated ball. In an instant, the back of this Ming Dynasty weightlifting champion who could carry the two capitals and thirteen provinces on his shoulders bent. "After this time, all the accounts are settled, and it can be considered a new life." After saying that, Yan Song patted Yan Shifan on the shoulder. At this time, the sound of the night watchman's clapper was heard outside, and it was already the fourth watch in the night. "Go to sleep, the real excitement will come tomorrow," Yan Song said, as if he suddenly thought of something. He turned his hunched body around and curled his lips. "My Yan family is easy to pay..." "It won't be that easy to make friends with those clear-minded people, hum, hum hum..." As he said this, he actually hummed and laughed. Yan Shifan felt better when he heard that his old rivals would not have an easy time. Yes, my Yan family is full of treacherous people! You are the clean stream, you are great, but I want to see how you will pay for the huge land and money when the time comes! "When the time comes, I will tear off the hypocritical skins of you beasts and let the world see it!" For a moment, Yan Shifan actually became somewhat expectant. Aren't you a clean official? How do you have so much money and so much land? Where did it come from? And you still dare to say you are not a traitor? Although the emperor knew the final result and would not make things too difficult for these people, it would still be a disgrace to the Qingliu faction. It's also very good to vent your anger! Just as Yan Shifan thought, almost no one could sleep that night. Apart from the core members of Yan's party who were unaware of the situation and had not been arrested, there were also a group of upright people headed by Xu Jie. Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng, Zhao Zhenji and others were all dressed neatly and sat alone in the study. They have seen through the secrets and know the emperor's purpose. Although Xu Jie answered the question incorrectly, the price had already been paid, and the matter was settled. He only destroyed a Blue Immortal, but was able to get the answer. Well, the price was not too high. Your Majesty has the young imperial teacher by his side, so Immortal Lan is originally a useless chess piece, so just make use of it as waste. Now, what they are thinking about is how to pay the emperor. They are not a strict party, and the emperor knows all the dirty work. Just find any excuse to hand over the money. They are the clear stream and have a lot to consider. Not only do they have to hand over the money, but they also have to do it reasonably. It can be said that he was blessed here and ruined here. He benefited from the name of Qingliu, but now he has to suffer from the identity of Qingliu. If you are not careful, you will be ruined! Prince Yu's Mansion. Prince Yu was also sitting in the study, neatly dressed, without saying a word. Princess Li beside him looked at him worriedly. "My father is too scheming." Prince Yu muttered to himself.
"I just received a letter from Nanjing saying that Lu Bing had found a lot of evidence of land annexation and accounts receivable..." "Tan Lun wrote to say that local merchants in the southeast are secretly operating sea transportation. Behind these merchants are the families of many ministers." "Some extremely secret evidence was discovered by the Royal Guards so quickly... No, it was obviously started a long time ago." "It would take years of hard work to investigate all this. When did father start planning this?" As Prince Yu spoke, his whole body was trembling. Seeing him like this, Li couldn't help but feel distressed, and then she touched her flat belly. "If, I can give birth to a son for the prince..." Thinking of this, Li lowered her head silently. She knew about the struggle between Prince Yu and Prince Jing. If Prince Yu had an heir, the struggle between him and Prince Jing would be much easier, and Your Majesty might like Prince Yu more. "Your Highness, it's getting late, you should take a rest." Li said with concern. "No, I have to wait until dawn. There will be results tomorrow," Prince Yu shook his head. "I wonder if Xu Jie and the others can come up with a solution? Since my father has taken action, there must be evidence..." "How are they going to smooth this matter over? What kind of turbulent situation will there be in front of the emperor tomorrow? What will happen between the emperor and his subjects?" "Should we break up, live in peace, or something else? What is Father going to do?" "If I were my father, with such a big business, if I wasn't careful, there would be no room for maneuver. What would I do?" Prince Yu began to simulate it in his mind. But the deeper I got into it, the more I put myself in that position, facing such a situation that was almost like a fire wrapped in paper and a relationship that was torn apart, the more I felt how insignificant I was, and my father was as majestic as the sky. The already long winter night seemed even longer tonight, with too many people waiting for dawn. For the first time, these dignitaries experienced the torment of waiting for dawn. Among all the officials in the capital, the only ones who could fall asleep at this time were the most guilty Yan Song and his son, and they slept particularly soundly. Sure enough, once people learn to let go, they will find that the world suddenly becomes clear and that is just like that. "..." Everyone, it’s Tuesday, please be sure to climb to the back, please, please, please! (End of this chapter)