Chang 'an City of the Tang Empire.
The Water and Land Spiritual Conference was about to start. Jiang Xuan wrote a letter and got someone to send it to Wei Zheng's residence.
Then he continued to talk about his revised Investiture of the Gods, which was still educating the people and arousing the resistance of the people of the Great Tang against the gods and Buddhas.
In the palace, Li Shiming and Wei Zheng read the letter and discussed it for a while before taking action.
A few days later, he issued an edict to gather all the eminent monks in the world. A total of 1,200 people gathered at Hua Sheng Temple to start a grand Water and Land Spiritual Conference.
After the morning court session, Li Shimin led the civil and military officials to Hua Sheng Temple on a dragon carriage.
The treasure cover of the venue flew and the Buddhist banner danced.
The huge execution ground was filled with eminent monks. Their kasayas shone with golden light under the sunlight, looking majestic.
If it was in the past, Li Shiming would have felt that he had done a great deed.
But now, a mocking smile appeared on his face as he whispered to Wei Zheng beside him,""Doesn't Buddhism emphasize the concept of having no desires and no desires? It advocates enlightenment and the great realm of having nothing outside of one's body.”
Wei Zheng chuckled." A Buddha depends on his clothes and horse depends on his saddle. Who doesn't want to have a good outfit?"”
"Haha!" Li Shi Min laughed mockingly.
With Jiang Xuan's guidance, Li Shimin was not interested in the Buddhist scriptures at all. He just wanted to doze off.
It was almost dark when he finally finished reading the Buddhist scriptures.
Li Shimin stretched his back and started discussing with Wei Zheng.
"The Emperor's teacher once said that he wanted to make this matter a big deal. I think Your Majesty might as well make this monk your younger brother and give him a name. He will be the leader of the eminent monks so that he can spread Your Majesty's glory and the name of the Great Tang on the Western Paradise.”
Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction.”
Wei Zheng immediately took the edict and went to announce it. Chen Xuanzang was so grateful that he changed his Dharma name to Tang Sanzang.
"Mister's letter said that two monks with scabies would come, why haven't they arrived yet?”Li Shimin secretly asked Wei Zheng.
Wei Zheng shook his head.
At this moment, Prime Minister Xiao Yu suddenly came to report that he had met two eminent monks outside Donghua Gate who were selling kasaya and Buddhist staffs and had come to introduce them.
Li Shi Min and Wei Zheng looked at each other in shock.
"Imperial Teacher is truly a divine foresight." Wei Zheng sighed.
"Summon the two eminent monks."
Everything was as planned. Guanyin Bodhisattva and the two mangy monks successfully gave the two Buddhist treasures to Tang Sanzang and left.
However, what the two of them did not know was that Li Shimin was no longer the Li Shimin of the past, and Tang Sanzang was not the reincarnation of the Golden Cicada Master that they had imagined.
After getting the kasaya and the staff, Li Shimin issued an edict to let Tang Sanzang lead several eminent monks around Chang 'an City to preach Buddhism.
Tang Sanzang's heart was as red as a city. He sincerely worshipped Buddha, thinking that Li Shimin had been influenced by Buddhist scriptures and wanted to shine Buddha's light in Chang 'an City. He was instantly grateful and immediately ordered to lead the bald team to parade through the streets.
In Tongfu Inn, Jiang Xuan was performing the final chapter of the Investiture of the Gods.
The story came to an end, and the audience had already squeezed out of the inn to the street.
It was human nature to watch a show. Unknowingly, half the street was occupied by audiences. The originally lively street was very quiet, with only Jiang Xuan's loud and powerful storytelling voice.
"... The army of King Wu finally invaded Zhaoge. When King Zhou arrived at Zhaixing Tower, there were vengeful spirits who sought their lives. King Zhou used his Yang Qi to force them, and the vengeful spirits were his men who died tragically..."
His voice could penetrate deep into the hearts of the people and convey the truth. No one would be entranced by it.
"…Seeing that Great Shang was in danger, King Zhou felt sorrow and finally came to his senses. He summoned the official and left his last words: I didn't listen to the words of the ministers and was misled by the greedy ministers. Now that the war has caused a disaster, I can't be saved. As the emperor, if the city is broken and you take firewood to pile up, I will burn with this building…"
"…Finally, the army of the Martial King broke through the city gate. Seeing that the army was pressing down on the border, King Zhou immediately ordered a fire to be set. Smoke and dust filled the sky, and the wind and fire were fierce. King Zhou was burned in the Heart Picking Tower.”
"Good death!"
"This fatuous ruler is lucky!"
"He should have been cut into pieces and burned to ashes!”
In an instant, the public's anger was aroused. The audience hated it and shouted endlessly.
Jiang Xuan said," Everyone, have you ever thought about it? King Zhou repented before he died. He listened to calumny and led to the current situation. Why did he listen to calumny?”
"Because of Daji, that demon fox!" Someone immediately answered, and the others also blamed Daji.
" But Daji is just a little demon fox," Jiang Xuan said." She was cultivating in the Xuanyuan Tomb. Why did she suddenly run to King Zhou's side?"”
Everyone was speechless. After a moment of silence, a scholar in a Confucian robe shouted coldly,"It's all a gift from the heavens. King Zhou could have been as diligent as His Majesty, but he was bewitched by the immortals of the Upper Realm and summoned Daji into the palace!”
Jiang Xuan nodded with a smile. As expected of a scholar, he was even more sensible.
In his improved version of the Investiture of the Gods, King Zhou did not cause trouble because he blasphemed Goddess Nüwa.
Just because he was drunk and angered an immortal, he ended up with the country falling apart and his people dying.
"It's all the gods 'fault. They don't treat us as humans.”Jiang Xuan said faintly, his voice filled with sorrow.
This sentence spread throughout the entire street, and in an instant, the entire street was filled with sorrowful emotions.
In the midst of sorrow, some people gritted their teeth and clenched their fists, anger rising spontaneously.
This seed of anger was like a fuse that lit up the entire street.
"It's all the fault of the immortals!" Everyone shouted, their voices as loud as thunder.
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