Chapter 274

Hengy Yuan deliberated for a moment before saying, "I got to know your excellency Xu during the Sampo Case. At that time, I was implicated in the case because of Junior Brother Heng Hui. Jinluo from the night watchman's yamen surrounded the hiding place where Junior Brother Heng Hui and I were hiding …

"I thought that even if I could escape death, I would be locked up in prison. I never expected that your excellency Xu, as the chief administrator, would immediately release me after he found out that I was implicated and was not Junior Brother Heng Hui's accomplice."

Hengy Yuan made some changes here and hid the fact that Xu Qi 'an had tricked him … Of course, Hengy Yuan still did not know that Xu Qi' an had tricked him.

"He's still a good person!" Monk Jing Chen snorted coldly.

However, he was also shameless. Previously, he had asked the other party what kind of person Xu Qi 'an was … When Monk Jing Chen recalled it, he felt ashamed for Xu Qi' an. However, he had actually said it so calmly.

It wasn't a matter of whether he was a good person or not. How should I put it? He had an indescribable charm … Hengy Yuan continued.

"After I left Azure Dragon Temple, I stayed at the Hall of Rejuvenation in the southern city. There was a group of homeless elderly and children there. When your excellency Xu learned of this, he was generous and would send them silver every now and then.

"You have to know that his monthly salary was only five taels of silver. Back then, he was still a gong. However, he never complained. He even comforted me by saying that the silver was picked up.

"Heh, I secretly investigated him. He was different from all the other night watchmen. He had never used his power for personal gain or exploited the people. Did he save up all that money by living frugally? "

Upon hearing this, Monk Jing Chen fell silent.

He recalled Xu Qi 'an's boast that he had never taken a single needle or thread from the people.

Venerable Du 'e did not comment and said lightly, "Doing good may not be a good person. Everyone has a thousand faces."

Heng Yuan frowned, feeling displeased. He continued, "Then disciple will tell Martial Granduncle one more thing. Before the Sang Po Case, for the sake of a girl he didn't know, he almost beheaded his superior who was going to defile her. He was imprisoned for this and sentenced to be cut in half at the waist.

"If not for the fact that the Yongzhen Mountain River Temple was destroyed and the imperial court was in urgent need of manpower, he would have died."

Venerable Du 'e thought for a long time and asked, "What's so special about him?"

"What's special about him …" Heng Yuan replied after some deliberation, "Apart from being gifted and a genius in martial arts, there's nothing special about him."

Master Du 'e seemed to be disappointed. He nodded and said, "Master Du' e, Qi 'e is. is.

"Du 'e" e "Master" Hengy Yuan "..

"Aunt-Master, Hengy Yuan is not lying. From the looks of it, Xu Qi 'an is indeed a good person, although his way of doing things is annoying," said Monk Jing Chen.

Whether it was as an official or as a person, Xu Qi 'an was a good-natured person. Although he was a little annoying, this did not diminish the quality of the former.

Master Du 'e grunted in acknowledgment.

The handsome Monk Jing Si immediately said, "Then, will he have anything to do with the evil beings?"

Master Du 'e shook his head and said in a low voice, "The masterminds behind this case are the remnants of the Myriad Demon Kingdom, the Yuanjing Emperor and the Supervisor. The former did not contribute much, while the latter watched coldly from the sidelines. They have little to do with the silver gong. Since he's a good person, there's no need for us to make things difficult for him. "

Jing Chen snorted coldly. "Daibun went back on his word and repeatedly broke the contract. Why should we form an alliance with them? I wonder what the Arhats and Bodhisattvas are thinking. "

As a member of the Arhats, Master Du 'e looked at his disciple-nephew and said slowly, "The northern barbarians have the bloodline of the Fiendcelestial. They have been on the same side as the northern demons for thousands of years.

"There are many barbarian tribes in the Southern Border. The seven most powerful Gu tribes are also considered descendants of the Fiendcelestial. The Magus God Sect in the northeast already has a Magus God who transcends the grade.

"If we want the land of the Nine Prefectures to be illuminated by the Buddha's light, we can only form an alliance with Daibun."

We can only form an alliance with Daibun … The two disciples, Jing Chen and Jing Si, extracted an important piece of information from their Aunt-Master's words.

The reason why the Buddhists allied with Daibun was because Daibun did not have any existences that transcended the grade and did not have any entanglements with the Fiendcelestial.

Of course, thousands of years ago, there was an existence that transcended the grade in the Central Plains. It was the Confucian Saint.

However, there was no Daibun at that time.

Jing Chen retracted his thoughts and probed, "Then what should we do next? Should we track the traces of the evil beings? Are we just going to give up on Daibun? "

Great Master Du 'e smiled mysteriously. "I heard that many people from the Pugilistic World have poured into the capital recently because of the battle between Heaven and Man in the Taoist Sect. The government has built four arenas in the outer city.

"We'll take two for use. Jing Si, use your Vajra Body to fight against the martial artists in the capital. Jing Chen, choose any arena and recite the scriptures.

"As for me, since I'm in Daibun, I'll meet the Supervisor."

After Great Master Du 'e finished speaking, he walked out of the room and looked at the setting sun in the west. He said leisurely, "The Central Plains has not recognized the power of the Buddhists for a long time."

…

At night, Xu Qi 'an went to the Musical House with his colleagues. Song Tingfeng, who was still the young man from before, shamelessly followed them. Li Yuchun, who said that the sound of the bed shaking in the Musical House was never uniform, and Yang Yan, who said that he was just here to drink.

Fu Xiang had a deep affection for Xu Qi 'an. Every time he brought people to the Yingmei Pavilion to play, she would always attend with her zither and play a song.

Some of the top courtesans who were friends with Xu Qi 'an also came to join in the fun, giving Xu Bainhuo the opportunity to hug them.

But Xu Bainhuo was not happy. While others were drinking and drinking, he was thinking,

"F * ck, this will cost me at least a hundred taels of silver."

He came to the Musical House to flirt with the top courtesans. It was a beautiful scene, and it was not mixed with vulgar transactions of money and sex. But he brought so many colleagues to drink, and it was impossible for it to be free.

Even if Fu Xiang was willing to pay for his "cost" out of her own pocket, Xu Qi 'an was a man who would not take a needle or a thread from the people. How could he agree to such a thing?

"I have to be careful when I treat people in the future, especially when it's a money-squandering place like the Musical House … Tomorrow, I will try to ask Duke Wei for reimbursement. I hope he will sign on the reimbursement form for my loyalty …" Xu Qi 'an forced a smile, raised his glass, and said,

"Let's drink, let's drink. Don't be polite with me. Tonight, we won't go home until we're drunk."

"Let's all drink until we're dead drunk, so we can save a lot of money for sleeping with women!"

As a result, until late at night, this group of Warrior was still not dead drunk. Xu Qi 'an had to smile on his face and end the banquet with a curse in his heart.

He said, "In order to let my boss have a good sleep, when you shake the bed at night, you must listen to the command and sway with the rhythm. Don't be out of tune."

Li Yuchun: "…"

…

The next day, Xu Qi 'an rode Erlang's horse and rushed back to the yamen at full speed. He came to One Saber Hall, picked up a brush and grinded it … He asked the official to write a reimbursement form.

The number of participants in this entertainment: 21.

Item: Eulogizing the imperial court, eulogizing Duke Wei (drinking and having fun with sleeping beauties).

Cost: 164 taels of silver.

After writing the note, Xu Qi 'an thought for a moment. He thought that Xu Yinluo was a man who cared about his reputation, so he asked the official to send it to the Lofty Spirit Building.

Not long after, the official returned and reported, "Duke Wei said that you didn't write the note yourself, which shows that you lack sincerity."

"Phew … This shows that Wei Yuan is dissatisfied, but he is willing to reimburse me. Ha, don't worry, Duke Wei. I will go through fire and water for you to repay your great kindness!"

Xu Qi 'an immediately wrote a reimbursement form, dried the ink, folded it, and asked the official to make another trip.

Not long after, the official came back, and Wei Yuan's reply was, "No!"

"… Are you kidding me?" Xu Qi 'an was angry and asked, "What did Duke Wei say?"

The official hesitated for a long time, then said carefully, "Does mocking your ugly handwriting count?"

"Wei Yuan f * cking …" Xu Qi 'an angrily chased the official out.

…

After the Spring Examinations, the most anticipated event was supposed to be the Palace Examinations in a month's time.

Since ancient times, the Imperial Examinations had been able to move people's hearts.

From the commoners to the Emperor, they all attached great importance to the Imperial Examinations.

However, there were many trivial matters in the 37th year of Yuanjing. First, there was the Taoist Competition between the Heavens and Men, which happened once every sixty years. Wasn't it more attractive than the Imperial Examinations?

Then, the envoy from the Western Region entered the capital and caused another sensation.

There were few Buddhist temples in Daibun, and Buddhist monks were rare. However, the legends of Buddhist masters were spread in the Jianghu of Daibun.

Reincarnation? Immortal Golden Body after death? Sariras that could break all laws?

The people of Jianghu were very curious about Buddhism, and the envoy from the Western Region did not disappoint them. The next day, a young and handsome monk came to the arena in the Southern City.

He said that he wanted to challenge the masters of the Central Plains with the Vajra Divine Skill of Buddhism.

On the same day, the heroes of Jianghu attacked him, but none of them could break through his Vajra body. They left the arena dejectedly.

In the Northern City, which faced the Southern City, there was also a monk from the Western Region occupying the arena. However, he was not challenging the masters of Daibun, but was giving a lecture.

The people of the city swarmed to listen to the monk's lecture. They were intoxicated. Some wastrels cried, some scoundrels changed their ways, and some men who only had one son for several generations were enlightened and wanted to become a monk to cultivate …

All kinds of theories were spread in the city. More and more people gathered to listen to the teachings of Buddhism.

In a restaurant in the Inner City.

A few tables of Jianghu guests talked about Buddhism in the Western Region. At first, it was just two people chatting, but more and more people joined in. Later, even the ordinary people who were eating joined in the conversation.

"It's been three days, and that little monk has not been defeated. Don't you Jianghu people think that you are powerful? Why can't you beat a little monk? "

"You're just a commoner, what do you know? That's not a normal little monk. That's an eminent monk from the Western Region. Even if he's a child, he can't be underestimated."

"I see. The Buddhism in the Western Region is indeed powerful. Compared to them, our Daibun is far inferior."

"Hmph, didn't they say that the night watchers are the guardians of the capital? Each of the ten Jinluo guards is a top-notch master. Why didn't I see the night watchers fight?"

"You foreigners don't know. The night watchers are only good at dealing with the officials, but they're weak against outsiders," a citizen of the capital said disdainfully.

Instead, one of the Jianghu people was unhappy and retorted, "Nonsense. A few days ago, I saw a silver gong with my own eyes. He only used one strike to injure a sixth-grade master."

To this, the citizen of the capital replied, "But didn't you just say that even a child of the Buddhism in the Western Region can't be underestimated? How can the martial artists of our Daibun be compared to him?"

"That's true. I've traveled the Jianghu for many years, but I've never seen such a powerful person with copper skin and iron bones. He's indeed a Western master."

On the second floor, Mr. Liu withdrew his gaze from the guardrail and said indignantly, "A group of frogs at the bottom of a well! Master, what's up with the little monk's body? "

"That's a unique body-strengthening skill of the Buddhism. It's not something that a sixth-grade person with copper skin and iron bones can compare to," the middle-aged swordsman sighed.

"When the gods fight, let's just watch from the side," the beautiful woman said with a smile.

Mr. Liu was unwilling to give up. He stared at his future sword, which was now his master's sword, and said, "Can this divine weapon from the Celestial Commissioner break his body?"

The middle-aged swordsman sneered. He didn't want to answer his disciple's naive question.

Ms. Rongrong, who was wearing heavy makeup but didn't look vulgar, frowned and said,

"In the past three days, most of the people who went on the stage to compete were Jianghu people. Occasionally, there were a few masters from the government, but their cultivation bases weren't too high. Why didn't the high-ranked Warrior make a move? "

"You said it yourself, it's a high-ranked martial artist." The middle-aged woman shook her head and said,

"We went to see the little monk yesterday. His cultivation base wasn't high, but he was invincible with the help of the Vajra Divine Technique. High-ranked powerhouses naturally have their own pride. It's not honorable for them to win. If it takes more effort to break his body … it'll be embarrassing. "

The middle-aged swordsman nodded and added, "This is also the reason why the imperial court didn't send any masters. The other party let a little monk set up the stage, and the imperial court hurriedly sent a high-ranked powerhouse to suppress him. Who's more embarrassing? As the great Daibun, he still needs to have this bit of tolerance. "

"So he can only suffer in silence?" Mr. Liu frowned.

Although he usually talked about the corrupt officials and the muddle-headed emperor when he traveled the Jianghu, this was his own business.

Once an outsider came to humiliate Daibun, Mr. Liu would immediately feel a sense of solidarity against the enemy.

"Then we'll see if Daibun has any young powerhouses." The middle-aged swordsman drank his wine.

…

At the same time, in a restaurant in South City.

Xu Qi 'an, who was wearing the Silver Gong Emissary uniform, stood on the observation deck, watching the fight in the arena. On his left was the green-robed swordsman, Chu Yuanzhen, and on his right was the tall and burly' Lu Zhishen ', Hengy Yuan.

At this moment, the person fighting the little monk Jing Si was a young swordsman in white. His cultivation base was not bad, at the peak of the Qi Refinement realm. He didn't know which famous sect's disciple he was from.

The swordsman in white's swordsmanship was unpredictable, and he specialized in attacking the monk's vital points.

The little monk Jing Si did not move at all. He allowed the iron sword to slash at his body and create streaks of sparks. Occasionally, he would reach out to fiddle with the insidious moves that were aimed at his crotch and eyes.

Although his body was invincible, his clothes were not. He still had to protect his belt.

After a few hundred moves, the white-robed young swordsman was exhausted. He helplessly retracted his sword and cupped his fists. "I admit defeat!"

There were boos below the stage. Be it the capital commoners or the pugilistic world, they were all very disappointed.

"This seems to be the senior brother of the Butterfly Sword," said Xu Qi 'an as he pointed at a valiant and beautiful female hero by the side of the arena.

The Butterfly Sword of the Cottage Cliff Sword Pavilion was one of the four beauties of the pugilistic world, along with Lady Rongrong, the Thousand-faced Bandit, and the female swordsman from the Dual Blades Sect.

She was indeed handsome, and she was a beauty that made one's eyes light up.

When Hengy Yuan and Chu Yuanzhen heard that, they took a few looks before looking away without much interest.

"Master Hengy Yuan, this is a body-tempering cultivation technique unique to the Western Regions' Buddhist sects. It belongs to the warrior monk system," said Chu Yuanzhen. "Aren't you envious?"

"Of course I am," said Hengy Yuan.

Xu Qi 'an's heart stirred when he heard that. The body-tempering cultivation technique that the young monk, Jing Si, used didn't need to be cooked or hammered, but it was already comparable to a body-tempering technique with copper skin and iron bones?

"I'm also envious." Xu Qi 'an gulped.

Hengy Yuan glanced at him. "The Diamond Sutra isn't something that ordinary people can cultivate. It's impossible for people without a foundation in the Buddhist Dharma to cultivate it. Unless they were born with Buddhist roots. "

Is this Buddhist root that you're talking about a proper Buddhist root … Xu Qi 'an lampooned inwardly.

"Little monk, let me spar with you."

At that moment, a burly man squeezed out of the crowd and leaped into the arena.

The burly man's body shimmered with a divine light that ordinary people couldn't see with the naked eye. He was a Bronze Skin and Iron Bone Warrior.

The onlookers who had booed in disappointment immediately became excited.

The young monk from the Western Regions had flaunted his prowess in the arena for three days and finally provoked a Bronze Skin and Iron Bone expert.

"There's a good show to watch," said Xu Qi 'an with a smile.

With that said, he swept his gaze across the crowd and was surprised to find an "old acquaintance."

She was an old auntie with a rather plump figure. She was wearing a cotton dress and had a bramble hairpin in her hair.

Her face was solemn as she stared at the arena without blinking.