The novice monk beside Xue Huaiyi, Zhixing, rushed to summon Yang Fan. Xue Huaiyi touched his bald head and waited in place with a smile on his face.
Zhixing rushed to block Yang Fan and brought him in front of Xue Huaiyi. Xue Huaiyi looked at Yang Fan up and down. The more he looked, the more satisfied he was. He couldn't help but laugh, "Hmm! Good, good skills! This is the first time I've seen such godly skills. You … which disciple of mine are you? "
Yang Fan bowed and said, "Disciple Seventeen."
"Hmm, good, good!"
Xue Huaiyi circled around Yang Fan twice. The more he looked at him, the more he liked him. It wasn't just because he had a superstar under him. He had a chance to show his face in the royal family's game. It was also because he really liked cuju from the bottom of his heart. He naturally admired cuju masters. Therefore, the more he looked at Yang Fan, the more he liked him.
"This disciple's kicking and bowing technique is not worthy of the grand hall. Abbot Master, you flatter me!"
"Bullsh * t! What do you mean by unrefined? Those babbling poems and phrases had to be practiced painstakingly. Mastering them would just be a reward to others. How is this cuju different from them? If it's useful, it's not used for food or clothing. It's useless for the country or the people. It's just something to relieve boredom when you're bored. Disciple, don't be dissatisfied … hmm … "
Xue Huaiyi turned his head and looked at the novice monk. The novice monk quickly bowed and said, "Humble!"
Xue Huaiyi said in a rough voice, "Yes, don't be dissatisfied! I want to put you in an important position! Zhixing, go and take off our White Horse Temple's First Seat's kasaya. Let … Seventeen change into it. From today onwards, you will be our White Horse Temple's First Seat! "
Zhixing said in shock, "Abbot, if Seventeen Shixiong becomes our White Horse Temple's First Seat, what about Master Sanshan?"
Xue Huaiyi waved his hand and said, "Demote him to the West Hall. All the monks will be demoted by one position."
Zhixing agreed and left in a hurry.
Under the abbot, there were four main class leaders. They were the first seat, the west hall, the back hall, and the hall master. It was a pity that the esteemed abbot of the White Horse Monastery, master San Shan, who was well-versed in the buddhist dharma, spent the new year with Wang Xiao 'er, deteriorating with each passing year. First, because of Wu Zetian's decree, he was demoted from abbot to first seat. Now, because of Xue Huaiyi's words, he was demoted from first seat to West Hall.
When Yang Fan heard this, he did not reveal a joyful expression. Instead, he bowed deeply and said, "Abbot Master appreciates me so much, this disciple is extremely grateful. It's just that … this disciple doesn't understand Buddhism, and really doesn't dare to take on such a heavy responsibility."
Xue Huaiyi laughed. "My ass. If there's anything, just let Sanshan do it. You're only responsible for one thing, and that's playing ball! You play well on behalf of your Shifu and teach your Shixiong and Shimei well. In the future, when there is a Cuju competition in the palace, I will be able to show off my power. Hahaha … "
Xue Huaiyi put his hands on his hips and laughed out loud.
A hint of a smile flashed across the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, which immediately turned into a sorrowful expression. Suddenly, he prostrated on the ground and sobbed. "This disciple is truly overwhelmed by Shifu's love for me. But … but Shifu is so fond of me, this disciple really doesn't dare to lie to Shifu. This disciple has other secrets that I can't reveal in public. This seat of first seat … I really don't deserve it. "
"Hmm?"
Xue Huaiyi glared at him and said loudly, "You're a man, so what are you crying for? Speak! Whatever difficulties you have, Shifu will help you! Come, let's talk in my meditation room! "
In the meditation room, Xue Huaiyi sat on the meditation bed with a jar of wine in his left hand and a large bowl in his right. By the time Yang Fan and Maqiao had finished telling him what had happened, he had already drunk more than half of the wine in the jar.
"Abbot, this is how it is. After all, this matter is against the country's law. This disciple is guilty and timid, so I didn't dare to say it at first. However, Abbot has confided in this disciple. Even if this disciple dies, how can this disciple hide anything? Now that this disciple has said it, Abbot, think about it. This disciple has committed such a crime. How can I dare to take the seat of first seat and follow Abbot around? Now … Sigh! We … better turn ourselves in! "
Yang Fan's face was full of sincerity, and there were still faint tears in his eyes. The tears were weak and sad. Maqiao, who was called over by Yang Fan, was careless and did not understand what Yang Fan meant at first. He stood there with a confused face, but after being secretly stepped on by Yang Fan, he immediately changed into a helpless expression.
"Ugh ~!"
Xue Huaiyi burped and said with hazy eyes, "I thought it was a big matter, but it's just a small matter?"
"Yes, Abbot!"
"Then it's fine!"
Xue Huaiyi waved his hand and said with a lisp, "Just do as I say. I want to see who has the guts to cause trouble for you!"
Just as Xue Huaiyi said this, the reception monk rushed in and said in a panic, "Abbot, Abbot, bad news. A large number of officials from the Luoyang Prefecture have surrounded our White Horse Temple. They say … they say they want to catch some fugitive."
"What?"
Xue Huaiyi was furious when he heard this. He smashed the wine jar on the ground and smashed it, spilling wine all over the ground. Xue Huaiyi bared his chest and jumped up barefooted. He scolded, "How dare they! I'll go take a look! "
Xue Huaiyi rolled up his sleeves angrily and took off his shoes. He patted his chest and said to Yang Fan, "I'm a monk. I don't know how to chant scriptures or learn Buddhism. I can't teach you anything, but I can protect you. If you cause trouble outside, I'll take care of it for you! Chant whatever scriptures, worship whatever Buddha. I'll be your Buddha. Don't worry! "
Yang Fan gave Maqiao a look and bowed together, "Thank you, Abbot!"
Xue Huaiyi laughed out loud. He flicked his sleeves and walked out in large strides.
Tang Zong first surrounded the White Horse Temple's backyard with his men and stopped the two fugitives from escaping. He then asked the reception monk to report to Xue Huaiyi. He wanted to go in and explain the situation to Xue Huaiyi before leaving with the fugitives.
He was waiting at the door of the monastery in the backyard when he suddenly saw a burly monk with a bare chest, rushing out as if he was flying, followed by the reception monk and a group of disciples. He took a closer look and saw that it was Xue Huaiyi. He quickly tidied up his clothes, and just as he bowed, Xue Huaiyi grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.
Xue Huai Yi glared at him and shouted, "You have the guts to surround my White Horse Temple!"
Tang Zong hurriedly said, "Master Xue, please calm down. Master Xue, please listen to my explanation. This matter …"
"Bah!"
Xue Huaiyi spat all over Tang Zong's face and roared furiously, "Take your men and get the hell out of my sight! You're not fit to talk to me. Call Luoyang Prefecture's Yin Lu Zhe to see me! "
After Xue Huaiyi finished speaking, he pushed Tang Zong fiercely and shouted, "Men, beat them out!"
A group of disciples under Xue Huaiyi carried whistles and rushed forward. The patrolmen had knives on their waists, so they didn't dare to fight with these monks. Xue Huaiyi was looking at them angrily.
Tang Zong couldn't dodge in time and was hit twice. He was furious, but unless he didn't want to live anymore, he wouldn't dare to pull out his saber and resist. He could only suppress his anger and retreat. After a few steps, his face was ashen. He didn't expect Xue Huaiyi to be so domineering.
"Beat them up! Beat them all out!"
Xue Huaiyi stood on the steps and laughed as he scolded, "You've really got guts! Whoever dares to treat my White Horse Temple as his back garden, I will bury him in this back garden. Bah! A bunch of government dogs! "
…
Tang Zong fled back to the yamen in embarrassment. Before he had time to complain to Luoyang Prefecture's Yin Lu Zhe, the name card of the abbot of White Horse Temple, General of the Left Guard, and Duke of Liang Xue Huaiyi was sent to Luoyang Prefecture. Luoyang Prefecture's Yin Lu Zhe immediately dropped all the work on his desk and rushed to White Horse Temple to pay a visit to Xue Huaiyi.
In less than half an hour, Luoyang Prefecture's Yin Lu, who was scolded by Xue Huaiyi, left the White Horse Temple in a hurry. After returning to the yamen, he immediately called Tang Zong and ordered him to immediately remove the pictures posted in the nine cities, recover the arrest warrants issued to the counties, give up the investigation of Maqiao and the mysterious person in the Secret Tribulation Execution Ground, and remove all the records.
Tang Zong said in shock, "Prefectural Magistrate, you are just going to let such a terrible case go like this?"
Lu Zhe said with a dark expression, "This is my order. Just do as I say, why ask so many questions?"
Tang Zong said urgently, "Daren, robbing the execution ground is something that happens once in a hundred years, and we actually encountered it. There are too many people in court who have heard of this. If we stop here, then we … "
Lu Zhe smiled coldly and said, "So what? Who will care about this matter? Minister Zhang of the Ministry of Justice who can't even take care of himself, or the cunning Assistant Minister Zhou? Hmph! Just do as I say. If there is any delay, this official will hold you responsible! "
Tang Zong suppressed the anger in his heart, angrily responded, and turned to leave.
Lu Zhe called him back and said harshly, "Young Prefectural Magistrate Tang, this case must be dismissed, and it must be completely dismissed. If you are dissatisfied and do something in secret … ha! This official can not care, but that person from White Horse Temple is someone who does not forgive when he is in the right, and will stir up trouble when he is unreasonable. You better … think twice before you act! "
Tang Zong had lost face in this case and was dissatisfied. He had originally wanted to use his authority to pretend to obey, but secretly investigate. Hearing Lu Zhe's orders, his heart trembled with fear. He agreed again, and the dissatisfaction in his chest had lessened slightly.
Tang Zong left. Following Prefectural Magistrate Lu's orders, he sent people to take down the wanted posters that had been put up all over the city and erase the records in the prefectural government's archives. He also ordered people to immediately retrieve the wanted posters that had been sent to the various counties. Then he sent a few litigators to Wu Guangde's home and Bao Yinyin's paternal home.
Wu Guangde had almost lost his life and had only escaped because Maqiao had turned himself in. He couldn't hate Maqiao anymore. He also knew that the cause of the matter was that his wife was a snake and scorpion. Not only did she have an affair, she also wanted to kill him. It was her lover who spoke up for him. Other than a false alarm, he had just gotten rid of a snake and scorpion woman for him. He wouldn't pursue the matter.
The Bao Family's reputation was ruined because of Maqiao turning himself in and the truth was revealed. They were ashamed, and when the litigators and slippery old officials explained the matter, they didn't have any thoughts of pursuing the matter. No one brought up this shocking case again, as though it had never happened.
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