42. Japanese monk Kongyan
Night, a very deep night.
The back mountain of Kuzhu Temple, water cave.
A thin monk appeared under the oil lamp. Although he was nearly forty years old, he was still tough.
"Your Excellency, what are you looking for!" Kong Yan asked fluently in Chinese.
Zhao Ze smiled, sat opposite the stone table, twisted a chess piece and landed on the chessboard.
"Why did you come to the Song Dynasty?" Zhao Ze asked.
"Lord, the little monk came to the Song Dynasty to find the relics of the Buddha Kingdom to pray for rain for our country. Isn't this a violation of the king's law?" The empty answer.
"Your idea is not against the law, but your behavior is against the law?" Zhao Ze stared into his eyes and said.
"Oh, the little monk didn't do anything bad and won't break the law"
"Can you see a man named Wang Lun?" Zhao Ze then asked him.
"Yes," Kong Yan said.
"That's right. Do you know who Wang Lun is?" Zhao Ze stared at the air.
A white child fell on the empty face, and it took a long time to answer: "I just know"
"Why did you say it? Didn't you know it a long time ago?" Zhao Ze said.
"No, I didn't know until then"
"When, which day, which day, when?" Zhao Ze asked.
"Your Excellency, it was three days ago. If the little monk remembers it well, it should be June 20th," Kong Yan replied.
"Well, I'll ask you again, where are you from Japan?"
"Lord Hui, the little monk was born in Inoue's family and now lives in Gaoshan Temple, serving as a governor"
"Which high mountain temple, is there a ultimatum?"
"Nizijia Gaoshan Temple, the ultimatum is here!"
After saying that, Kong Yan got up and took out the official ultimatum document from the package. Zhao Ze saw that it was covered with the official seal of the governor of Hangzhou. Judging from the color of the seal, it could not be fake.
"What is the purpose of your coming to our country?" Zhao Ze asked.
"Your Excellency, the little monk has said that there has been a long drought and no rain in our country this year, and famine has broken out in many places. If it doesn't rain, I'm afraid the world will be in chaos. Therefore, the little monk risked his life to cross the sea here to borrow the Buddha's relic of Tianning Temple in Yangzhou and return to China to ask for rain." Kong Yan replied word for word.
"What did Wang Lun say to you?"
"Your Excellency, Wang Lun said that if the little monk could take them back to China, he would give me the Buddhist relic of Yangzhou Tianning Temple, but the little monk did not agree, because Wang Lun was the enemy of the State of Song, and I would not do anything stupid to offend the State of Song, so that our country would suffer the flames of war and suffer a loss of life!"
"It's a good idea." Zhao Ze dropped the black man and cut off the opponent's chess piece.
"In fact, the little monk did not dare to talk nonsense, so the little monk was waiting, waiting for Yangzhou City to go to Tianning Temple in person to borrow the reli of the Buddha country," he replied confidently.
"Have you ever thought about what you should do if the monk of Ning Temple doesn't borrow your reli?" Zhao Ze asked.
"I will wait until they change their minds
"What if you can't change it all your life?"
"The little monk was willing to imitate the Buddha's sitting in Middle-earth. The little monk did not fulfill the master's last wish, and he died without regret"
Zhao Ze blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, I believe you!"
"Real?" Kong Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked.
"Yes, but you have to do me a favor"
"Your Excellency, please say that as long as the little monk can, he can do everything."
"Okay, didn't you say that Wang Lun will come? If you delay him, my people will deal with his brother. Once Wang Lun is captured, Yangzhou City will not break himself. Your wish will soon come true. Even if the monk of Tianning Temple does not agree, I will mediate from it, but it depends on your performance. I hope you are telling the truth."
"It is the honor for the little monk to help the Song Dynasty eliminate the anti-thieves for Tianxingdao. The little monk does not ask for anything else, but only asks for a name for the little monk in the history books of the Song Dynasty. It is enough to say that there is a Japanese monk in Yangzhou, and he dare not be greedy!"
Zhao Ze suddenly laughed and said, "Don't worry, China's historians are absolutely notarized. How much power did Master Kongyan make? How will it be recorded in the history books? Maybe someone will interview you one day?"
Interview? What do you mean?" He asked inexprehensibility.
"Ah, it's the fact that our court sent someone to ask you if the situation is true"
Kong Yan suddenly realized, "So that's it. With the good words of the adults, the little monk will definitely live up to his trust. Please rest assured about this."
"Okay, let's start preparing after playing this game of chess."
"It's as you wish!"