After installing two gigantic beams, half of the Crooked River Bridge had been completed. The bridge-erecting machine needed to be adjusted again. Wu Meiniang had nothing to do on the bridge, so she excitedly came down from the machine.
At this moment, Wu Meiniang no longer had the elegance of the second daughter of a duke. Her movements were incomparably vigorous, and she was completely dressed like a wild girl.
Everyone had long heard of Mo Jiazi's unique method of teaching disciples, so they were already used to it.
"Master, your disciple didn't embarrass you, right?" Wu Meiniang walked over proudly.
"This time, you did well! However, don't be rash next time. Such a large machine isn't something you can control at your age, "Meton said with a reproachful expression.
Wu Meiniang immediately raised her small face and proudly said, "Master, your disciple doesn't think your words are appropriate."
Li Shimin couldn't help but look at Wu Meiniang in astonishment. In this era where the dignity of a teacher was revered, which disciple from the other schools dared to refute their master? However, the School of Mo's teaching style seemed to be different. Mo Jiazi was a thorn in the side of the Imperial College. Who would have thought that his disciple wouldn't be easy to deal with as well?
Meton immediately laughed in exasperation and said, "Then tell me, how are my words inappropriate?"
Wu Meiniang raised her small face and stubbornly said, "Your disciple believes that these machines aren't dangerous. On the contrary, these cold machines are the safest and most reliable things in the world. As long as you use a bit of strength, the machine will work a bit harder. As long as we design the machines, these machines will work according to the established procedures. They will never make a mistake, and they will never betray us. "
Meton was stunned. He didn't think that Wu Meiniang's understanding of machines had already reached such a level.
"That's why machines have nothing to do with age. One day, my School of Mo will be able to make machines that only require a bit of strength to work. Even a child can easily control them," Wu Meiniang said proudly.
Master Hui Yuan couldn't help but look at Wu Meiniang with envy. Mo Jiazi was already amazing enough, but he didn't think that his disciple would be just as extraordinary. He immediately clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Mo Jiazi is truly intelligent and has an extraordinary root of wisdom."
When Wu Meiniang heard Master Hui Yuan's praise, a trace of horror flashed across her originally arrogant face. She immediately said with a sobbing voice, "No! Disciple doesn't want to be a monk. disciple doesn't want to be a monk? Master, can you also become one of the six ancestors of Buddhism? "
"Become a monk?"
"One of the Six Patriarchs of Buddhism?"
…
Li Shimin's face was filled with disbelief. His eyes kept switching between Meton and Master Hui Yuan. When he heard Mo Jiazi's Bodhi Rest, he was stunned and instinctively felt that something was wrong. Now, he finally understood why.
If Mo Jiazi really became a monk because of this, what would happen to his precious daughter? He couldn't help but stare fiercely at Meton with an unfriendly expression.
Meton immediately said with an embarrassed expression, "Master has a virtuous wife, and I have the heavy responsibility of reviving the School of Mo. Why would I become a monk? Besides, didn't Master already drink wine and eat meat yesterday? "
Li Shimin's expression relaxed. If that was the case, then the possibility was indeed not high. However, Mo Jiazi's Buddhist scriptures and knowledge still made him feel like a fishbone was stuck in his throat.
Wu Meiniang still had an aggrieved expression and said, "So what if you drink wine and eat meat? Besides, didn't Master say that when wine and meat pass through the intestines, Buddha's heart remains?"
"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, Buddha's heart remains!"
Master Hui Yuan's originally calm face suddenly froze. Just yesterday, he was convinced by Mo Jiazi's comprehension of Buddhism and thought that he was the best candidate for the Six Ancestors of the Zen School of Buddhism. He was very regretful that Mo Jiazi was not a disciple of Buddhism.
However, now he no longer had such regrets. Instead, he was incomparably glad. Fortunately, Mo Jiazi was not a disciple of Buddhism. If he became one of the Six Ancestors of Buddhism and took the lead to advocate wine and meat passing through the intestines, Buddha's heart remains, Buddhism would immediately be in chaos.
Meton suddenly looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that his drunken nonsense would be betrayed by Wu Meiniang at this time.
No!
When he said this, only Princess Changle knew. How could it come out of Wu Meiniang's mouth?
In an instant, Meton looked at Wu Meiniang, then looked at Li Shimin and Master Hui Yuan. He suddenly felt that there was an invisible hand behind the scenes manipulating everything.
"Changle!" Meton suddenly understood.
He didn't expect that Princess Changle would directly block his escape route in order to prevent him from going astray. At this time, not only did Li Shimin look at him with eyes full of warning, even Master Hui Yuan suddenly avoided him like a snake or scorpion.
"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Meton glared at Wu Meiniang and hurriedly ran to Li Shimin and Master Hui Yuan to apologize.
Wu Meiniang saw that her task was completed and quickly climbed onto the bridge bridge machine and hid, leaving Meton suffering below.
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"Minister respectfully sends off Your Majesty!"
"Master Hui Yuan, take care!"
Modun wiped the cold sweat off his brow. After much persuasion, he repeatedly promised that he would be loyal to the Mo Family, that he would bring the Mo Family to greater heights, and that he would never become a monk. Only then did the two of them calm down and send them away.
"Where's Wu Meiniang?" When Meton returned to the construction site, he angrily asked.
One of Mo Jiazi's disciples bowed and said, "Replying to Young Master, Eldest Senior Sister is laying the bridge in Qu River. She just left a message saying that if Young Master is looking for her, Young Master should wait for a moment."
The title of "Eldest Senior Sister" was something that Wu Meiniang had earned with her blade and spear. She was the first disciple of Modun. First of all, she had made a name for herself by refining the silver mirror. However, today, when she commanded the steel behemoth-like bridge-building machine alone, no one in the Mo family doubted her identity anymore.
How could Meton not know that Wu Meiniang's' a moment 'was probably a very long time. He might not even be able to see her shadow.
Immediately, he hatefully said, "When she comes down, tell her to wait for her punishment!"
Meton felt that it was necessary to let Wu Meiniang know what a teacher's dignity was. Otherwise, the next time, he didn't know what she would do to trick him!
After Meton said those harsh words, he turned and left.
After seeing Meton leave, Wu Meiniang quietly climbed down from the bridge machine. After hearing Mo Jiazi's disciple's message, she couldn't help but proudly shake her ponytail and say, "So what if I'm punished? It's better than shaving my head. A ponytail looks so good. I, Wu Meiniang, would rather be beaten to death than become a nun."
She didn't know that if it wasn't for Meton changing her fate, she probably still wouldn't be able to escape the fate of becoming a monk in the Temple of Emotion.
Of course, she didn't have this worry at this time. She was thinking that if Meton really became a monk, then as a disciple, she would also have to become a nun. In order to protect her hair, she naturally didn't hesitate to stand by her master's wife.
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