Chapter 291

If Buddhism was so powerful, why would they seal their own traitor in Daibun? Either there was something special about Daibun's Sampo, or the problem came from the gods themselves …

Xu Qi 'an hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't help but ask this question.

"I'm just an ordinary person, I don't know these inside stories." Wei Yuan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Xu Ningyan, you're twenty this year, right?" Wei Yuan suddenly asked.

"Yes, Duke Wei." Xu Qi 'an was stunned, wondering why this opening sentence had such a strong sense of déjà vu.

Sure enough, he heard Wei Yuan say, "It's about time to start a family."

Mortals in this world generally had a long lifespan. If they didn't suffer from natural or man-made disasters, they could easily live for sixty years, and even seventy or eighty years were common.

Therefore, there was a wide range of marriageable ages. Some women got married at the age of fourteen, and their breasts weren't plump, which was ridiculous.

Some women in their twenties were still unmarried, and their paths had never been swept by a guest. How could a beautiful woman learn how to play the flute?

There were such examples around Xu Qi 'an, such as his aunt who married his second uncle at the age of sixteen, and Huaiqing, who was still illiterate at the age of twenty-five.

When it came to lifespan, Xu Qi 'an couldn't help but feel puzzled. It was a bit unreasonable for the Confucian Sage to pass away at the age of eighty-two.

However, Wei Yuan was a weakling without the strength to even truss a chicken. There was no point in discussing such high-end knowledge with him, nor was there a need.

Xu Qi 'an probed, "Duke Wei … what do you mean?"

"The Right Censor has a granddaughter, and she's about to get married. She's very pretty," Wei Yuan said.

"Very pretty … I'm afraid she's not good enough for me." Xu Qi 'an shook his head.

"She's the fourth daughter of the Count of Wei Hai. She's seventeen this year, and the Count wants to find a husband for her. You're a viscount, so you're a good match," Wei Yuan said.

"I'm not bragging, but the Count's daughter is not good enough for me." Xu Qi 'an still shook his head.

"What about the niece of the Grain Transport Governor? It just so happens that I'm in need of money. If you can marry him, it'll help me solve my problem. "Wei Yuan looked at him.

No, although I tease myself that I am a eunuch, you are not really my father. Your desire for a political marriage is too obvious … Xu Qi 'an thought for a moment and said, "Is it beautiful?"

"Of course, she's pretty," Wei Yuan said.

When Xu Qi 'an heard the words "delicate and pretty", he immediately passed and shook his head.

"To tell you the truth, I have saved a lot of silver now, and I plan to redeem all the top courtesans of the Musical House. If my wife is only beautiful, I'm afraid she can't control those coquettish bitches."

Wei Yuan frowned, "What kind of woman do you want to be your wife? Or do you already have someone in mind?"

Xu Qi 'an pondered and said, "First of all, she must be as beautiful as a fairy. Secondly, she must be of noble status. Lastly, she must have considerable talent. She must be a good wife who can handle both the kitchen and the living room."

Wei Yuan smiled. "Then why don't I ask His Majesty for your hand in marriage and marry a princess?"

Xu Qi 'an was a little excited. "Duke Wei, really?"

Wei Yuan nodded and pointed to the door.

"What's your order, Duke Wei?"

"Get out."

…

After being driven out of the Great Spirit Building by Wei Yuan, Xu Qi 'an did not return to his One Saber Hall. Instead, he went to the newly built Spring Breeze Hall.

Li Yuchun was about to patrol the streets with Song Tingfeng, Zhu Guangxiao, and several other brass gongs. Last night, the Buddhist monks made such a big noise that the people in the city were talking about it this morning.

Some people marveled at the power of the Buddhist monks, while others said that the Buddhists had gone too far and hoped that the imperial court would send troops to suppress them.

From the nobles to the peddlers and commoners, everyone was talking about this topic this morning.

Fortunately, there was no internet in this era. Otherwise, the millions of Daibun citizens would have shouted: Come on!

They would have fought three hundred rounds with the Buddhists of the West on the keyboard.

In order to prevent Jianghu people from taking the opportunity to cause trouble or spread rumors, the yamen increased the number of patrols.

"One storehouse, one storehouse!"

Xu Qi 'an immediately stopped Li Yuchun and the others. He went back to One Saber Hall and called for his subordinates, the brass gongs. More than ten people walked in a group and patrolled the streets.

After patrolling for an hour, they passed by a brothel. Xu Qi 'an said, "Boss, take my men and patrol there. I'll take Tingfeng and Guangxiao over there. "

Li Yuchun asked in reply, "Why do we have to arrange it so messily? You take your men and I take mine. There's no need to mix and match. "

Xu Qi 'an thought for a moment and said, "Then, boss, you take the brass gongs and patrol the streets. I'll take my men to the other side. This way, it won't be messy. "

Li Yuchun thought about it and felt much better. He nodded and said, "Go."

After watching Li Yuchun and the others leave, Xu Qi 'an entered the brothel with his two colleagues.

They asked for a private room on the second floor with ease and called for a few beautiful girls to accompany them. The three ate while listening to music and watching a play. It was as if they had returned to the leisurely life when they patrolled the streets.

"Ning Yan …"

Song Tingfeng said helplessly, "I was a prodigal son who turned over a new leaf, but I'm always surrounded by scoundrels."

Alright, we all know that you're still the same young man! Xu Qi 'an was too lazy to ridicule him. He listened to the music with great interest. He opened his mouth and let the pretty girl next to him put a peanut in it.

As the saying goes, hard work is temporary, but laziness is eternal.

When he was suppressing bandits in Yunzhou, Song Tingfeng cultivated diligently due to the pressure of the environment. But once he returned to the luxurious capital, his laziness and desire for pleasure would be stimulated.

However, compared to before, Song Tingfeng was much calmer and more determined now. He cultivated harder than before, which was always a good thing.

"Clang!"

The sound of cups smashing came from the lobby on the first floor. A drunken swordsman threw his cup and stood up. He belched while pointing at the crowd and cursing.

"I've long heard that extravagance is the norm in the capital. From the dignitaries to the peddlers, everyone is greedy for pleasure. I didn't believe it at first. It had only been ten days since he arrived in the capital, but what he saw was all the behavior of the wealthy.

"Stinky monks flaunt their strength on the Chivalrous Platforms of the North and South Cities. So many days have passed, but no master has come out to challenge them.

"Last night, a Buddhist master came and questioned our Celestial Commissioner's Supervisor in the capital of Daibun. This is intolerable. "

His companion hurried forward and pulled him out of the brothel. He threw a few pieces of silver at him and dragged him out of the brothel.

The play continued, but the topic of the guests' discussion turned to the Buddhist diplomatic mission.

"The Buddhist sects are indeed arrogant. Daibun has destroyed Buddhism for four hundred years, but they still dare to preach in the city. Who knows how many families in the North City have become Buddhists. I heard that some people even donated their entire fortune to build a temple for the Buddhist monk. "

"The imperial court doesn't care. Do you think Daibun is afraid of the Buddhist sects? Twenty years ago, Daibun was so powerful during the battle of Shanhai Pass."

"Maybe it's because of the reputation of their ally … Sigh, anyway, the imperial court has become more and more decadent these years."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

"Let's not talk about last night's commotion. That was the work of an immortal. However, the little monk in the South City sat in the arena for five days. Didn't any hero come out to help? Is there no one in Daibun? "

Song Tingfeng put down his cup and pushed away the woman in his arms. He scolded in a low voice, "What a bummer!"

"Let's drink our wine. Don't worry about these things. Even if the sky falls, we don't have to worry." Xu Qi'an laughed.

Masters, work harder and make the Yuanjing Emperor lose more face. It's best if the historians record this: In the 37th year of Yuanjing, when the diplomatic mission from the Western Region entered the capital, the little monk held the arena for five days without a single loss. The old monk manifested his Dharma Form and questioned the imperial court.

Hehe, the Yuanjing Emperor's dark history has been added!

At this moment, a white-servant of the magistrate's office ran past the street with a gong in his hand. He hit the gong and shouted, "The Celestial Commissioner wants to fight with the Buddhist monk. The Celestial Commissioner wants to fight with the Buddhist monk …"

"Everyone, go to the notice board and look at the imperial announcement board. Everyone, go to the notice board and look at the imperial announcement board …"

…

When Xu Qi'an brought Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to the notice board at the gate of the Inner City, the spacious square was filled with people and Jianghu people.

The soldiers guarding the city and a few night watchmen were in charge of maintaining order.

Xu Qi'an took off his saber and waved the scabbard to slap some of the hot-tempered Jianghu people who were pushing and shoving to help maintain order. At the same time, he listened to the people in the front row reading the announcement board.

The content of the announcement board was very simple. The general meaning was that the diplomatic mission from the Western Region had come from afar, and the imperial court had warmly welcomed them. After a friendly discussion, they had jointly formulated the concept of sustainable development. The relationship between the two countries would become closer, and everyone would make progress together and become rich through hard work.

Then, the Western Region monk proposed to fight with the Celestial Commissioner and carry out "technical" exchanges. The Celestial Commissioner readily agreed. The two parties would hold a grand battle in the big square of the Stargazing Tower tomorrow. At that time, the people in the city could go and watch on their own.

"It's indeed an official announcement. There's a lot of nonsense, but it still doesn't say how the battle is going to be … But, why do they have to mobilize so many people? Is it Master Du 'e's request?"

While thinking, he found that Li Yuchun had also come with some people. They must have been nearby and heard the propaganda of the white-servant of the magistrate's office, so they came to take a look.

"Boss!"

Xu Qi 'an went to greet them.

Seeing that the order was well maintained, Li Yuchun was gratified and said, "Since returning from Yunzhou, the three of you have finally gotten rid of your previous laziness and become more mature and stable."

"This means that we have grown up." Xu Qi 'an replied with a smile.

…

At noon, the sun was shining brightly. The big square outside the Celestial Commissioner's office was set up with a pergola, which was a resting place for the dignitaries in the capital city.

More than a thousand imperial soldiers surrounded the square and prohibited people from approaching.

If the people in the city and the people in Jianghu wanted to watch, they could only watch from the periphery.

After lunch, the diplomatic mission from the Western Region, led by Master Du 'e, went from the Sanyang Post Station in the outer city through the bustling crowd and the busy market, and came to the big square outside the Stargazing Tower.

Chu Caiwei stood on the edge of the Eight Trigrams Platform and looked down. A group of monks came slowly, and there were a few figures in red and yellow kasayas among the cyan robes.

The leader was Dhu Lohan, who was thin and dark, and looked more like an old man.

"Teacher, the monks are here to cause trouble." Chu Caiwei said, took out a pastry from her pocket, and watched the show with great interest.

"So be it."

The Supervisor drank a little wine and basked in the sun, feeling happy and at ease.

"Teacher, are you going to fight in person?"

"Caiwei, if Teacher is going to fight, Bodhisattva will come in person. Du 'e wants to fight with me, not fight with me. "

"Then who are you going to send?" Chu Caiwei tilted her head and analyzed, "Senior Sister Zhong Li is haunted by bad luck, and she will lose eight thousand to kill eight hundred enemies.

"Senior Brother Song and I are both alchemists, and we are not good at fighting. Second Senior Brother is not in the capital city … Only Senior Brother Yang can fight. "

The Supervisor sighed.

"Teacher, why are you sighing?"

"It's really unfortunate that your Senior Brother Yang suffered Qi Deviation yesterday, and can't fight."

"Huh?" Chu Caiwei was shocked, and the pastry in her mouth immediately lost its fragrance. She frowned and said worriedly,

"Then what should we do?"

"I'm also troubled, so I want you to go to the palace and ask His Majesty for someone."

…

A moment later, a yellow-dressed woman riding a horse galloped into the Imperial Palace.

It was just past noon, and the Yuanjing Emperor was studying the Dao Scriptures in the Numinous Treasure Temple. He listened to the female Imperial Tutor explain the profound meaning of the scriptures, but he could not calm down and was distracted.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about the battle?" Luo Yuheng asked softly.

The Yuanjing Emperor hesitated for a moment and said, "Although I am full of confidence in the Supervisor, the Buddhists came prepared this time … If we lose in the battle, Daibun will lose face."

"The Warlock system is rather special. It does not respect combat power. It is indeed not safe." Luo Yuheng nodded.

Among all the current systems, the Warlock system's combat power was the weakest. It did not specialize in individual combat power, but in strengthening the power of a country.

One of the key reasons why Daibun's army was invincible was because of their excellent armaments. Those uncanny siege weapons, cannons, ballistae, and so on, all came from the Celestial Commissioner.

This was something that other systems could not achieve.

A Ninth Rank Doctor could heal the wounded and rescue the dying, while an Eighth Rank Aura Gazer and a Seventh Rank Geomancer could see the veins of the earth and improve Fengshui. These were all extremely powerful auxiliary skills.

Even a Fourth Rank Array Master could only be used as an auxiliary. They were not best at combat, but at forging magic tools.

The Warlock needed to rely on the dynasty, and the two were in a symbiotic relationship.

Upon hearing Luo Yuheng's words, the Yuanjing Emperor became even more worried.

"Your Majesty, why don't you invite the dean of the Yunlu Academy? Among all the major systems, the Warrior's combat power is the strongest. However, the Confucian system is the most complete and has no shortcomings. The Confucian school can handle all situations. No matter how powerful the Buddhism is, the Confucian school can handle it. "

The Yuanjing Emperor's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head. "Grand Preceptor, I had the intention of inviting Dean Zhao to become an official last year, but he refused."

In other words, he could not invite the scholars of the Yunlu Academy.

During the conversation, the old eunuch hurried in and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the palace has reported that the Celestial Commissioner's Chu Caiwei is requesting an audience under the orders of her teacher."

Requesting an audience under the orders of her teacher … The Yuanjing Emperor pondered and said, "I'm listening to the Grand Preceptor's sermon, so I won't be returning to the palace. Ask her to see me at the Ling Bao Temple."

The old eunuch accepted the order and left.

The Yuanjing Emperor looked at Luo Yuheng and said, "The Supervisor should be here because of the duel. Grand Preceptor should also listen and give me some advice."

Although he was the Emperor, his cultivation was low and he did not have his own opinions. He needed Luo Yuheng to give advice and analyze.