The Xingjiao Temple was very popular. At first, the reception monk did not notice Yang Fan and his group. But when Shanghai Wan 'er donated a large amount of money, and Yang Fan and Zhang Changzong also added a stroke to the Merit Book, the glowing and solemn reception monk immediately greeted them with a smile.
After some small talk, Wan 'er used her mother's surname and called herself Zheng Wan' er. She came here with her husband to pray for Buddha to protect the child in her belly. So Yang Fan became her husband. Yang Fan was now a big shot in Chang 'an, so he changed his name. Wan' er changed her surname, and he changed his name. In front of the reception monk, Yang Fan became Yang Qiao.
The two of them said this in front of Zhang Changzong, but Zhang Changzong did not know that their pretense was actually the truth. He secretly praised the two of them for covering it up so naturally.
The reception monk was very enthusiastic and good at talking. Buddhism also needed to attract more repeat customers, so that the incense would be more prosperous. The reception monk politely offered to accompany the guests to tour the temple, and also asked the Abbot to bless the female donor. Wan 'er was a Buddhist, and Yang Fan also wanted good luck, so he naturally agreed.
Du Wentian pretended to burn incense and worship Buddha, and at the same time, he asked someone to approach Yang Fan and his group and eavesdrop on their conversation with the reception monk. He learned that the person's surname was Yang Qiao, and his wife's name was Zheng Wan 'er. He had never heard of such a person, so he naturally became more courageous.
The Xingjiao Temple was composed of three parts: the hall, the sutra tower, and the pagoda courtyard. Although Yang Fan and Wan 'er donated a large amount of money, they could not go deep into the hinterland, so they mainly toured around the hall area. After leaving the Grand Hall, they first went to see the Eighteen Arhats Hall, and then to see the Diamond Sutra carved on the wall.
Wan 'er was very interested in it, and she also listened to the reception monk's explanation with great interest. Although the reception monk was a bit unscrupulous, he had a deep understanding of the sutra, and they got along very well. Although Yang Fan found it boring, as long as he accompanied Wan 'er, he was not impatient.
Zhang Changzong impatiently followed the receptionist monk, blindly listening to his explanation of some Buddhist scripture. He called out to Yang Fan, took a few Imperial Bodyguards, and called a young acolyte to lead them on a leisurely stroll.
The reception monk accompanied Yang Fan and Wan'er as they walked around the front of the temple. When they arrived at the east room behind the main hall, he stopped and said to Yang Fan, "The abbot's place is not good. Please go to him. Please wait here for a moment. I will go and invite the abbot!"
"Master!" Yang Fan nodded to thank him, and was about to go with Wan 'er to the room. Yang Fan smiled.
There were many pines and bamboos in the yard. It was quiet and pleasant. In the middle of the pines and bamboos, there was a wall with a thousand Buddha statues carved on it. Wan 'er was very interested, so she let Yang Fan go into the hall first.
If a man was not in the mood to wander around, not only would he feel bored, but his body would also be exhausted. This had nothing to do with the strength of his legs. Yang Fan had no interest in Buddhism, and his feet were already hurting. At this moment, he was not as energetic as the big-bellied Wan 'er. He saw that the courtyard was quiet, and Wan' er had Gao Ying, Lan Yiqing, and the others with her. He was not worried about accidents, so he went to sit in the hall.
Du Wentian had been quietly following behind Wan 'er. Seeing that the master and the mistress had separated, he immediately came over. Yang Fan only sat in the hall for a while, and then he heard a quarrel coming from the courtyard. The woman's voice seemed to be a sapling. Yang Fan frowned and immediately walked out.
When he walked out of the door of the hall, he happened to see Zhang Changzong's fair and clean face red with anger. Zhang Changzong pointed at a young man in a scholar's robe in front of him and screamed like a fighting cock, "Beat him to death!"
A few guards beside Zhang Changzong rushed forward. The young master in the scholar's robe was Du Wentian. He had his own slaves who were also proficient in martial arts but they were no match for the imperial guards. In a short while, they were all knocked down by the imperial guards. Zhang Changzong also personally stepped forward and kicked Young Master Du who was beaten to the point where he could not fight back.
When Zhang Changzong gave the order, Yang Fan happened to appear at the entrance of the hall. Seeing the situation, he did not stop it in time. Wan 'er was beside him, and since she did not stop it, there must be something hidden. Moreover, these palace guards were Zhang Changzong's people, even if he wanted to stop them, they would not listen to him.
Yang Fan saw Wan 'er standing at the side, frowning slightly. Gao Ying and Lan Yiqing's faces were full of anger. He walked over and asked Wan' er, "What is it?"
Wan 'er said unhappily, "This lecher took advantage of Xiao Miao."
Shu Xiao Miao's pretty face was red as she stood at the side. Her little chest was puffed up, but it made her look even stronger.
This Du Wentian did not only use such despicable methods to seduce women. With his family's talent and handsome appearance, he naturally had his ways to seduce women. But today, Yang Fan and his party were obviously accompanied by a male master. It was impossible to get close to the women.
From the way Yang Fan and his party acted, although they were not from a noble family, they were definitely from a wealthy family. This kind of family would not be easy to get. Instead of getting close to them, it was better to get close to them. If they felt pain, they would obediently offer up their women to avoid disaster. Therefore, Du Wentian's method was: to get beaten up!
If the young master of the Du family was beaten up because of a small conflict, he would have enough reason to use the Du family's power and connections to pressure the other party. At that time, beautiful and cute girls like Shu Xiao Miao, Gao Ying, and Lan Yiqing would be at his fingertips. Unless their family background was similar, who would offend him for a few pretty maids?
In addition, this was also a test. The information his subordinates had gathered was not very detailed. This could also be used to find out more about the other party. Although he was already ninety percent sure that this group of people were not from a powerful family, if his judgment was wrong, with his family background, he would only be casually taking advantage of a maid. As long as he revealed his identity, both parties would just laugh it off.
Having made up his mind, Du Wentian took advantage of the moment when Shu Xiao Miao walked past him to relieve herself and pinched the girl's perky buttocks. Who would have thought that what awaited him was not a slap from the girl, but a violent beating. He was beaten so badly that he did not even have the time to reveal his identity.
At this time, Zhang Changzong's interest in traveling had run out, so he let the young monk lead him back. Coincidentally, this scene was seen by Zhang Changzong. What was Zhang Changzong's temper? He thought that he was the one who proposed this trip, and he was the one with the highest status in the group. Now that Tree Sapling was humiliated, it meant that the person he brought was bullied. Wasn't this a slap to Zhang Changzong's face? Who in Chang 'an dared to touch his whiskers?
Zhang Changzong was furious and immediately attacked. Although Wan 'er thought that Du Wentian was elegant and gentle, there were too many people with a golden appearance. Shu Xiao Miao had no reason to slander him. But now that Zhang Changzong had come forward to teach him a lesson, she naturally did not have to say anything.
Yang Fan asked about the situation and also felt extremely disgusted with the young master Du. But when he saw that Zhang Changzong and his group were extremely ruthless and had beaten Du Wentian and his slaves badly, he stepped forward to stop Zhang Changzong and said, "Liu Lang, please calm down. You don't have to dirty your hands and feet with such a vile person."
Zhang Changzong gave Du Wentian a heavy kick in the face before he stopped.
Those slaves hurriedly climbed up in pain, picked up their young master and ran away. They had always acted according to Du Wentian's eyes. Today, they did not know why the young master did not reveal his identity. They thought that the young master had other plans, so they did not dare to say anything. But they did not know that Du Wentian had long wanted to reveal his identity. But as soon as he made his move, he was punched in the nose. He almost fainted from the pain and could not speak at all.
The slaves of the Du family dragged Du Wentian away. Zhang Changzong was still angry and said, "If it was not for Erlang's words, I would have cut off his cheap hand and tongue today."
Yang Fan laughed and said to Shu Xiao Miao, "Who asked you to be so beautiful that even I want to talk to you? No wonder that libertine was lustful. Now that Liu Lang has helped you vent your anger, quickly come forward and thank him! "
Shu Xiao Miao felt a little shy after being praised by him. This little girl had fallen in love with Yang Fan when he was still a bald little monk. Even though she now knew that he was Shanghai Wan 'er's lover and it was impossible for her family to be with him, she was still happy to receive his praise.
Shu Xiao Miao slowly came forward and bowed to Zhang Changzong to thank him. Zhang Changzong felt that he had gained face, so he laughed and let it go.
Yang Fan did not take today's matter to heart. After all, it was the young master who was in the wrong first. So what if he was beaten? It was good to teach this lecher a lesson. Not long after, the Abbot of Xingjiao Temple came and gave Wan 'er a blessing. Then they left Xingjiao Temple to continue sightseeing.
Du Wentian was carried by his slaves and hurriedly escaped from Xingjiao Temple. They only stopped when they reached a forest. They wiped the blood stains and bandaged his wounds. Du Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. He felt that his two front teeth were loose. He touched his nose and immediately screamed. The bridge of his nose was swollen to a frightening degree. Zhang Changzong's kick had not held back at all.
Du Wentian did not dare to go home in this state. He spat out another mouthful of blood. He bared his teeth and said with hatred, "Take me to the city to heal my wounds. Chen Jia, you follow them. You must find out who they are and where they live! If I don't take revenge, I am not a man! "
Yang Fan and the others left Xingjiao Temple. After walking for another ten miles, they saw a silver river flowing around the forest. The forest was green. Further ahead was a gentle hillside. In front of the sparse forest was a rather flat meadow. The green grass was like an exquisite carpet.
The sun shone through the branches and leaves on the open grassland in the forest. The light and shadow were mottled, and there was a kind of tranquil and peaceful atmosphere. Zhang Changzong was a hot-tempered person, but his temper came and went quickly. He had already forgotten what happened in Xingjiao Temple. Seeing the beautiful scenery in the forest, he excitedly said, "Let's rest here!"
Yang Fan and Wan 'er also liked this quiet and wild place. The two of them nodded and the guards and maids started to get busy. They set up tents in the forest and spread out felt mats on the grass. Some people set up stoves to make a fire, some people fetched water to cook, and some people gathered materials from the ground to pick up some mountain food and wild fruits. They also brought a few jars of good wine. They had a picnic and a feast.
But what kind of status did these three have? Yang Fan was a bit better. He didn't want to be a burden when he traveled and wanted to be free and unfettered. Wan 'er grew up in the palace, and Zhang Changzong came from a noble family. Both of them were people who never got tired of eating fine and fine food. When they traveled, it had become a habit for them. Therefore, they were extremely extravagant and large. Naturally, they couldn't hide from Du Wentian's spies.
Du Jingting, the master of the Du residence in the south of the city, was reading a letter. The letter said that Prince Gaoyang Wu Chongxun, Princess Anle and her husband, and the five princes of Prince Xiang Li Dan's family would come to Chang 'an. Du Jingting was immediately tempted.
The Guanlong family had benefited greatly from the coup in Chang 'an, but they were not satisfied. How could they be satisfied with just seizing the Shandong aristocrats' benefits in Guanzhong? They not only wanted to suppress the Shandong aristocrats, but they also wanted to restore the Guanlong family's former glory. There was no limit to their desire.
The Empress's return to Chang 'an was a crisis, but it was also an opportunity. Everyone knew that the Empress wouldn't be around for long, and they also knew what it meant for the Empress to move the capital to Chang 'an. For the past ten years, under the Empress's despotic power, the Guanlong family was like a thousand trees in the dead of winter, lifeless. Now that the winter was about to pass, their long-dormant ambitions were stirring.
"I need to establish contact with the Wu and Li families to deal with the changes in the future!"
Du Jingting immediately made a decision. In his eyes, Zhang Changzong didn't have much value. A family with thousands of years of history wouldn't care about this kind of meteor-like politician, but one of the Wu and Li families would definitely become the ruler of the world, so it was necessary to make friends.
Du Jingting thought to himself, "I should let Tian 'er go greet them. They are about the same age, so it's easy to establish a relationship. If there are any changes in the situation, as a father, it'll be easier for me to save the situation." The plan was decided. Du Jingting raised his head and asked, "Where's Wentian?"
The housekeeper bowed and said, "Langjun went to Xingjiao Temple."
Du Jingting frowned and ordered, "Go find him quickly. I have something important to tell you."
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