"Damn it!" Yan Fei's mouth twitched slightly, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Recently, people always say that they want to give him a handsome man, so they are so fucking like this! This time, even the handsome monk was made out! These bastards!

Yan Fei was really angry. Although he did not discriminate against homosexuality, he did not have this orientation. He always liked beautiful women, which he was very sure of. But these people kept hinting at him on another aspect, whether he wanted to bend himself?

Yan Fei's breathing gradually became heavier, and his eyes were fiercely staring at Kong Ji's bald head covered with wrinkles and old man spots. He was thinking about how to clean up the temples in Jiangnan.

However, what puzzled Yan Fei was that Kongji saluted again and said a few words that made him feel curious, "Before, those were the conditions proposed by the hosts from all over the place, and even if they expanded to the entire Jiangnan, it would be almost the same. But if possible, I would like to ask the Grand Governor not to accept these."

The natural disasters and man-made disasters in the north are thousands of miles away. No one has enough food to eat. The monk is naturally no exception. The so-called people outside the world cannot escape the fate of hunger.

Therefore, the temples in the north either directly extinct or descend south to the prosperous and prosperous Jiangnan. Jiangnan basically represents all the Buddhists of the entire Ming Dynasty. As the core of Jiangnan, everything here can represent the entire Jiangnan.

However, what really surprised Yan Fei was that Kongji, who was the great monk, persuaded him not to accept it.

"What do you mean?" Yan Fei picked up the cup of water in front of him and drank coffee. "I want to see my disciples deal with me?"

"The Great Governor has said it." Kong Ji pronounced the Buddha's name, "It is all monks, and they are devoted to seeking Buddha without any disciples. Those people have no intention to pursue Buddhist principles and are no longer considered monks. The Great Governor does not need to treat them as monks."

"Then what are you here for today?" Yan Fei felt interesting. "They asked you to negotiate, but you raised their table. Do you have any grudges?"

"The four Buddhist disciples are empty, so why do you say hatred?" Kong Ji shook his lower body tremblingly. "I am old and I am afraid I will pass away soon. I didn't want to come, but in order for the monks to completely disappear in the future, I came here to ask the Grand Commander to clean up the Buddhist purity."

Kongji felt that he was about to die, but at this time, the Buddhist sects in Jiangnan were so bad that they almost disappeared. Now Yan Fei, who was ruthless in his actions, even the royal relatives and nobles and high-ranking officials, was going to attack Buddhism. Kongji came here deliberately, hoping that Yan Fei could get rid of the drought and preserve the essence.

In his opinion, if this continues, the Buddhist temple will no longer be pure. At most, it will sell incense with signs, and even a monk will not even be a decoration. These greedy temples will completely destroy the Buddhist tradition and become a group of secular people who don’t even have the face for the sake of silver.

Kongji said that all four elements were Kong, but he still wanted to pass on the Buddhism well, and it would be a waste of his great monk who had been so many years.

"Why should I help you?" Yan Fei understood Kong Ji's intention and slowly put down the water cup in his hand. "I'm not a helpful personality."

"I have detailed records of the private occupation of land in various temples in Jiangnan. Although it is not very detailed, it can save a lot of trouble from the Grand Supervisor." The old monk offered a price to ask Yan Fei to take action to rectify the Buddhist sect.

He has been a great monk for decades, and there are countless disciples in various temples. No one can be more convenient than him if he is deliberately collected.

"What's that?" Yan Fei was very dissatisfied with this condition. "I sent someone to collect it and you can get it, but it's just taking more time. Can you get some real goods? Since you are looking for someone to help, you have to get something that touches people's hearts. Isn't it that all the four elements are empty? If there are good things, take them out quickly. If there isn't, please come back."

"What the Grand Governor said is very much." Seeing Yan Fei's eyes staring at the package he brought, Monk Kongji sincerely repented after proclaiming the Buddha's name. "I have always thought that I have achieved a little success in practicing Buddhism. Until today, I was awakened by the Grand Governor and found that I still couldn't let go of my obsession and greed in my heart, and I have sinned."

Kong Ji was a little reluctant and even solemnly took the package beside him. After opening it, he found a long strip of exquisite sandalwood box with quaint patterns. It looked like it was a long time but it was well maintained. This aroused Yan Fei's curiosity, and he was very curious about what the monk was trying to bribe him.

The wooden box was carefully opened by Kongji, and inside was a long strip of objects wrapped in a white silk cover. Unzipped the wrapped tether, Kongji, who was reluctant to leave, gently took out a roll of hanging scrolls and presented them with his hands.

"What?" Yan Fei took it curiously and casually pulled out a volume of copybooks.

"This is the preface to the Lanting Banquet written by Wang Youjun." Kong Ji's words made Yan Fei stunned at first, and then laughed out loud, "Impossible, Lanting Xu is accompanying Li Shimin in Zhaoling. You monk is not authentic, so you use a fake to fool me."

According to historical records, the famous Lanting Preface, the world's most famous Lanting Preface was when Wang Xizhi had a dinner with Xie An, Sun Chuo and dozens of elegant people at that time, in Lanting, Shanyin, Kuaiji, on the third day of the third month of the 9th year of Yonghe, Emperor Mu of Jin. Wang Xizhi, who had drunk at that time, wrote a preface for many poems, songs and essays, which was the famous Lanting Preface.

It is said that this is a work by Wang Xizhi after he got drunk at that time. After many rewritings, he couldn't find the charm, so he has always cherished it very much.

Later, when it was passed down to the seventh-generation grandson Wang Faji, he was taken away by Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin. After Li Shimin hanged it, the copybook was buried in Zhaoling. So Yan Fei subconsciously thought it was a fake.

The treasure he took out was called a fake by Yan Fei, and Kong Ji was not angry. Instead, he explained to Yan Fei with a calm expression, "Wen Tao served as the governor of Yaozhou during the Five Dynasties, and digging all the tombs of the Tang Dynasty in all dynasties in seven years. The preface to the Lanting Collection was lost at that time."

"Hmm?" Yan Fei's smile gradually dissipated, and his eyes drooped and looked at the copybook in his hand carefully.

Although he didn't understand calligraphy, he could still see good things. The world's number one running script is indeed very beautiful. The signature is indeed Wang Youjun. Yan Fei even saw Li Shimin's private seal among many seals.

"Where did you get it?" Yan Fei gently put the copybook into the silk cover, and then asked Kong Ji how he got this priceless copybook.

"My master's master was handed over to me before he passed away." Kong Ji's turbid gaze was a little confused, as if he was recalling a night decades ago. "According to my master, this was passed down from ancestors in all generations. No one knows the specific origin. This is the most treasure in the world, and hiding it in Buddhism will affect the Buddhist nature. I am sending it to the Grand Governor now, and I feel that Buddhism has improved a lot. This treasure is not the most powerful person in the world, and only the strong person in the world can possess it."

Yan Fei would not have been confused by a few flattering words. He turned around and silently kept silent for a moment, "I want to identify the authenticity of this thing first. If it is indeed true, I will help you deal with all the Buddhist scums. If it is false..."

"I'm let the Grand Governor deal with it." Kong Ji clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. "I just ask the Grand Governor to kill less because of the good deeds of God."

"I didn't say I'd kill them all." Yan Fei laughed, "I've really committed a death sentence, my hands were stained with blood, and those who were very evil and evil people who were trafficking in humans must die. I will exile them if I don't have any sins."

Buddhism is conducive to rule, so Yan Fei decided early to promote Buddhism to the colonies, so that those indigenous people who believe in Buddhism and endure the sufferings of this life and look forward to a better life in the next life. This will greatly reduce the resistance and rebellion of the colonies.

Before, Yan Fei was thinking about how to move all the monks to the place, but now it is much easier to have this reason.

After Kongji left, Yan Fei called Wang Dehua, "Go and find me the most famous calligraphy in Jinling City!"

Wang Dehua didn't understand what Yan Fei wanted to do, but he knew that being a servant should concentrate on his work and not meddling in other people's business, especially the boss, who was busy with his master's business, hurriedly responded, and then hurriedly ran to find someone.

Yan Fei, who was fiddling with the copybook in his hand, thought about it and stood up and walked towards the depths of the palace. This was a good opportunity to pick up girls.

At this time, King Fu had been escorted on the ship to Tianjin Wei to be transported to the capital. The fate of this prince depends on Emperor Chongzhen's intention. However, according to Yan Fei's understanding, it is estimated that this prince is in danger.

Those who had committed evil deeds among King Fu's family and servants were dealt with, and the others were taken care of and waited for Yan Fei to capture Luzon and would be sent overseas to live anonymous life. Although he could not be the best, he could at least save his life.

The reason why Liu Rushi is called the leader of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai is not because her beauty is the best in the Qinhuai River, but because her talent is highly praised by scholars and all kinds of talents. The so-called proficiency in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is definitely not bragging or giving her face on Weibo information, that is truly talented.

When Yan Fei found her and took out the Lanting Xu, who was not sure about the authenticity, for her to show her, Liu Rushi, who had written on her pretty face before, instantly turned into a state of ignorance. However, it was not about Yan Fei's ignorance, but about the copybook.

In a palace, Lan Tingxu was placed on the table. Liu Rushi, wearing a beautiful palace outfit, stood in front of the table with beautiful eyes and watched carefully. Yan Fei was sitting on the chair beside him smoking.

Liu Rushi was not wearing a cheongsam, but a real Han Shang.

She wore a golden and silver silk and peony patterned flower-washing brocade shirt on the upper body, a thin peony water-green long skirt on the lower body, and a red red gold feather satin cloak. This is the real beauty of the Han daughter.

Liu Rushi, who was all in the copybook, did not feel the hot eyes of Yan Fei betting on him at all. He was focused on Wang Youjun's Lantingxu with his beautiful eyes. For those who like music, chess, calligraphy and painting, this is the top X medicine.

Theoretically, the clothes worn by Liu Rushi were illegal because this was a dress that only women of grades in the palace could wear.

However, now there is chaos in the imperial palace in Jinling City. Where can the Fu King be arrested have any women of grade? The people in the palace gave Liu Rushi this set of clothes purely to please Yan Fei.
Chapter completed!