As one of the founders of the Five Directions Catholic Church, Qiao Bing was a little confused.
In other words, it's not just a little bit, but it's floating a lot.
As the Pope, well, maybe I just pretend to be the Pope. After all, my official position is only to serve as a priest.
But he is indeed the largest official and the largest leader in the Five Directions Dojo here.
At the beginning, Qiao Bing may have understood his position in his heart, but as time went by, he forgot about it.
Especially within the Wufang Taoist Church, both the Taoist priest and the little Taoist boy were all respectful to him, and would stand aside and bow to him when they met. When he felt that he could speak for himself in the Wufang Taoism, he could do it.
When he covered the sky with one hand, he gradually forgot where his cauldron came from and whether his sky was big or small.
Are what Chen Ming said wrong?
Not really.
And everyone knows whether what Chen Ming said is correct or not.
For example, Tao Tong’s daily diet started to deteriorate at some point...
For example, shoes and socks that were originally supposed to be issued once every six months, and robes once a year, now have to be applied for and declared before they can be received, and it takes more than half a year to be issued after applying...
He suggested that the Five Directions Catholic Church should be diligent and frugal, and really do something for the poor people, rather than superficially giving out a few pancakes that are not enough to eat...
Especially the several sets of clothes Qiao Bing wore, the Taoist robes inlaid with gold and silver threads, could probably feed the people in a village for a year!
Is this suggestion wrong?
Chen Ming didn't quite understand.
He stood up and gave his opinion.
Moreover, it was Qiao Bing himself who asked everyone to give their opinions.
Qiao He presided over an internal meeting of all Taoists, saying that all Taoists could express their opinions and raise issues within the Five Directions Taoist Taoist. He also repeatedly emphasized that we must listen to the truth, dare to speak the truth, and welcome
All people criticize and give guidance in order to achieve harmonious progress within the five directions of God's dojo and practice the Tao.
Therefore, Chen Ming believed it at that time and stood up...
Then Chen Ming felt that something was suddenly not quite right.
Didn't Qiao also say that he should listen to the voices of the people? Should he get closer to the people? So how can he get close to the people when the Grand Priest is wearing a robe worth at least 400,000 yuan?
It is said that everyone can receive the blessings of the five gods and feel the glory of the five gods. As a result, most of the people in the dojo are exhausted and lack food. What kind of blessing is this?
If everyone is like this, it doesn't matter, but there are always some people, a small group of people, who can have meat to eat and new clothes to change at all times, but others can even see oil flowers.
If not, it would be difficult to even find a piece of cloth to patch.
Before Chen Ming made the suggestion, Qiao Bing smiled cordially and gently.
After Chen Ming made the suggestion, Qiao Bing still smiled, but was a little stiff.
But the faces of Qiao Bing's men all changed, revealing the face they never showed to outside believers.
Of course Qiao Bing would not be interested in these petty profits, but his men were different.
Qiao doesn't like it, but these people do.
Qiao Bing thought it didn't matter if he had one more piece of meat and one less sip of soup, but his men would break their heads for a piece of meat and a sip of soup!
So Qiao didn't think this was a big deal, at least he didn't think it was a big deal. Is it worth Chen Ming going out of his way to embarrass him in public?
Since Chen Ming made Qiao Bing embarrassed, Qiao Bing wanted to make Chen Ming feel uncomfortable.
Qiao Bing didn't even need to use his hands, he only needed to use his words, and his men would naturally take care of the rest.
Even his men don't have to do it themselves...
A fellow Taoist priest who was about to go out to eat breakfast sneered when he saw Chen Ming coming back: "Thank you for your hard work, Taoist Chen! In the past two days, people have praised Taoist Chen for being a good man! I see, this Taoist temple is full of fear."
No one can compare with Daochang Chen’s hard work!』
His voice was loud, and many people around him heard it. Some people immediately joined in, clapped their hands and laughed and said, "Master Chen! What a good person!"
Good guy!
Good people should be rewarded!
Great blessing!
After hearing these words, Chen Ming's face became even more ugly. He paused slightly, as if he wanted to defend himself, but in the end he endured it and said nothing. He just walked in and closed the door.
When the people around him saw Chen Ming like this, they didn't continue to laugh at him. After all, there was nothing wrong with a few sarcastic comments and a few comments. But if you really have to spend time on this and delay your own morning classes, then the gain outweighs the loss, so he
Heading back and forth to the main hall.
Are these people Chen Ming's enemies?
no.
Are these people bad people?
Not really.
So are these people Qiao Bing's subordinates?
The same is not true, Qiao Bing does not have that many people under his command, these are just ordinary Taoist boys, Taoist priests and Taoist priests.
They were originally the same people as Chen Ming, and under Qiao Bing's men, they were all ordinary people.
However, these ordinary people did not stand on Chen Ming's side. Instead, they chirped at Chen Ming who had raised his opinion, feeling that he was too provocative...
"The steward didn't eat the corn from Chen Daochang's house. Isn't it from the hair on his head? What's the matter?"
"It's not easy to hold a grand ceremony. After all, it has to be a scene, right?"
"Isn't everyone like this? Only Daochang Chen is so special that he can't bear it?"
"Do you all think that Master Chen is being pretentious? I feel relieved if you say so."
"What's there to say? Hasn't it been like this for so many years?"
"If you can, don't do it in the dojo!"
"That's right..."
If you can laugh at, insult, and ridicule Chen Ming, you can get more benefits from Qiao Bing's subordinates, such as getting more cloth and an extra bowl of rice. Then whether Chen Ming is really good or bad doesn't seem to be that important.
It's important.
When I'm not hungry, I have the confidence to get angry and stand tall and angry, but when I'm hungry and unbearable, I can only take it with a shy face and say it tastes good.
It smells so good...
As for what Chen Ming said before, was it useful?
Useless.
Nothing has changed.
So since it's useless, just focus on the fragrance in front of you first. Who cares what the truth is?
Is this wrong?
What's wrong with this?
When Chen Ming entered the room, his eyes and body couldn't help but move towards the bunk...
"Pa!" Chen Ming slapped himself and shook his head.
Although he really wanted to lie down and sleep, he still couldn't sleep. He just hurriedly changed his coat, washed his face in a hurry, which made him feel a little more energetic, and then hurried to the main hall to do morning classes.
If you are late, you will inevitably be fined again.
The bells, drums and clouds in the dojo rang, and then there was the sound of reciting scriptures.
Normally, this sound would make Chen Ming feel peaceful, but now Chen Ming had no such mood at all. He just felt his head was buzzing and hurting.
Qiao and his disciples were in the dojo of the Five Directions Catholic Church, in the main hall dedicated to God, leading the chanting and doing the morning prayers.
Half an hour passed and the morning class ended.
Mi Mi, the supervisor standing behind Qiao He, said with a smile: "The sound of the immortal's recitation can cleanse our mortal body. It is really slow and not stagnant, and the sharp sound is not sticky. Singing and drinking is like the Divine Comedy of the Nine Heavens, which makes people grow."
Cultivating ourselves, nourishing our energy and concentration, and listening to the immortals chanting every day can be said to be a blessing to us..."
"That's right, that's right. It's so kind of the immortal to wait for me..."
"yes……"
Qiao Bing smoothed his beard slightly, took the face towel offered by the boy on the side, wiped his face, then wiped his hands, returned the face towel, nodded to the people around him, and moved forward.
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After Qiao Bin entered the dining hall, all the Taoists bowed to Qiao Bin together.
Qiao Bing nodded slightly in return, then walked to the seat that was reserved for him at the front. After sitting down, all the Taoists sat down one by one. The Taoist boy and the Huo Gong Taoist were responsible for delivering the meals. Qiao Bing and several prison guards
, the sacrificial wine is served on a special dinner plate, while the ordinary Taoist priests give each person a large bowl and a soup bowl. Then the Taoist priest pushes the wooden frame and gives each person a spoonful of vegetables and a spoonful of rice.
, a spoonful of soup.
When they arrived in front of Chen Ming, I didn't know whether the fire master's hands were shaking or it was intentional. Anyway, not only was at least half of the dishes missing, but a lot of the soup was also spilled outside...
Chen Ming was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, and didn't get angry. He just started eating silently. There was little food and he ate quickly. He finished it in almost no time.
Chen Ming stacked the bowls, put the wooden kuaizi and the wooden spoon into the bowl, and stood up to exit the dining hall. Normally, there is another round of opportunities to add more meals, and those who are not full can do so.
In this round, he asked for more food, but for Chen Ming, it was better to go back early to catch up on sleep, otherwise he didn't know whether he would fall down while chanting sutras in the afternoon...
Just as Chen Ming was walking toward the back door along the aisle, he saw Youdao boy rushing to the front of the meeting place. It was obvious that something was urgent. Chen Ming paused for half a step, and then continued to walk back with his head lowered.
Let's go, he has lost interest in these external things and just wants to go back and rest early.
Qiao Bing, who was in front of the dining hall, frowned after hearing the Taoist boy's report.
Dali Temple engaged in Zhang Shi?
What is this mad dog doing in the Five Directions Church?
However, Qiao Bing did not dare to be too indifferent to the people in Dali Temple, so he stood up and went to the front hall to greet them.
Outside the door of the Wufang Catholic Taoist Temple, there were three or four strong servants standing, all following Zhang Shi. The old Taoist who welcomed guests was at the door of the Taoist Temple, chatting with Zhang Shi.
Qiao Bing's eyes rested on Zhang Shi for a moment, and then he smiled and said, "God bless me! I have seen Zhang work! If you have something to do, you just need to inform the official, so why bother to come in person?"
Zhang Shi also bowed his hands as a gift, and then said with a smile, "Haha, God bless me... I am also a believer in the gods of the five directions. If I even want to save this little effort, wouldn't I be ashamed of heaven and earth?"
There seems to be nothing wrong with these words, but just like most words cannot be thought about and will change their taste once you think about it. After hearing Zhang Shi's words, Qiao Bing couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart and looked up and down.
After a while Zhang Shi.
Qiao Bing had no contact with Zhang Shi before, but he had heard a little about Zhang Shi. Now looking at Zhang Shi, he has a short beard on his lips and a long and straight beard under his chin. His face is clear and elegant, and his eyes are full of aura.
His appearance is shrewd, his attitude is respectful and polite, and his posture and words are somewhat humble, but they give people a feeling of pride.
Qiao and Zhang Shi were invited to sit down in the living room.
Zhang Shi first warmed up the audience with a few greetings, and then quickly said with a smile: "God bless the five directions, peace and joy. Needless to say, Master Qiao has enjoyed God's grace. Even ordinary people like me feel deeply the peace and happiness in this world.
May everyone enjoy peace and blessings, and long-lasting blessings..."
Qiao Bing chuckled twice. It was hard to say yes or no, but he couldn't help but cursed in his heart. What did it mean that I had to enjoy God's grace? It seemed like I had reaped so many benefits...
Um?
This kid...
What does this mean?
Do you want me to give him any benefit?
If this is really given, wouldn’t it mean that I can benefit from it?
"The God of the Five Directions brings blessings to all directions, brings good fortune and fortune, and the divine way is developed. It can be said that everyone can correct the way, and the world can have eternal peace..." Zhang Shi talked eloquently, seemingly specifically to discuss the teachings of the God of the Five Directions.
Come as usual.
Qiao Bing responded from time to time, while he was constantly trying to figure out Zhang Shi's intention.
"I claim that my cultivation is not inferior to that of others, but it is really a pity that I have not been able to comprehend the great path." Zhang Shi continued, "One person's cultivation is more or less a journey at night alone. If there is a little enlightenment, it is just the light of a firefly.
, it disappears in a blink of an eye, which is a pity. Therefore, I have a merciless request, and I hope that the real person will not take it as a crime to disturb me..."
When Zhang Shi said this, he said with an eager face: "I am deeply immersed in secular traces and cannot be enlightened. However, I saw that this place is high in the Jiangshi and has a lot of auspiciousness, so I boldly requested permission to enter the residence.
, practice the Five Directions of God with fellow Taoist priests..."
"This, this..." Rao Shiqiao felt that his thinking was very open and his adaptability was good, but after hearing Zhang Shi's request, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.
What is this going to do?
Come to me to practice?
Qiao Bing frowned slightly. He looked up at Zhang Shi and saw that his expression was full of eager anticipation. He seemed to be sincerely looking forward to it, but Qiao Bing was quite suspicious in his heart.
I heard that Zhang Shi was ruthless and ruthless when he was in Sanfu Hedong. He killed many descendants of the noble clan involved in the disease. His hands were stained with a lot of blood. There must be many innocent souls. If it is said that this caused some fear of gods and ghosts, it is possible.
There are several possibilities, but is it not possible to worship the gods of the five directions at home? Is it necessary to come to the ashram?
If he said it was just for cultivating Taoism, Qiao Bing would not believe it.
So what is it for?
Thinking of this, Qiao Bing felt a warning sign in his heart. This picture might be coming from someone with bad intentions.
Things like cultivating Taoism are inherently mysterious and vague, so you can say whatever you want.
Thinking of this, Qiao Bing was reluctant to let Zhang Shi come to live in the Taoist temple and do some spiritual practice, so he politely said: "Zhang Shi is engaged in this Taoist temple. All people in this Taoist temple are from outside the country and have no official positions.
Work diligently every day, you need to get up before dawn, you can only rest when it is dark, and you need to work hard to have food. The daily meal is just coarse rice and soup, and you have to sleep in the same bunk at night... Zhang is engaged in a noble body, I'm afraid
...it's somewhat inconvenient. What's more, if you are devoted to the Gods of the five directions, whether in the ashram or at home, your practice depends on sincerity, and there is no difference in the place. Zhang Jing can practice at home, and he can also get the five
May God bless you. If Zhang Cheng feels that there is no peace at home, you can also give Zhang Cheng some spiritual talismans and post them in the five directions indoors. You will be protected by the five directions and enjoy peace and happiness..."
Qiao Bing said nonchalantly, the purpose is to tell you, kid, no matter you really want to practice, or you are just using it as an excuse, don't come and cause trouble on my territory anyway.
Zhang Shi chuckled and said: "Master Qiao is indeed a real man who doesn't tell lies! It doesn't matter! I heard that practicing cultivation means enduring hardship, so that you can show your sincerity! I have already asked my boss for ten days' leave, just to practice well here.
! If the difficulties are small and you are timid and fearful, how can you take on a big responsibility? Master Qiao, don’t worry, just think of yourself as an ordinary Taoist! If you still need food and clothing expenses, Master Qiao said bluntly, how much will it cost?"
Qiao Bing swallowed his saliva. Having said that, he could only agree and come down. He called the sacrificial wine in charge of the inner courtyard, and then asked the sacrificial wine to lead Zhang Shi to the inner courtyard area to change into a bath and change into Taoist robes.
, began the so-called "practice".
Qiao Bing sent Zhang Shi into the inner courtyard with a smile, and then turned around and went to his own yard. Since Zhang Shi said that he wanted to endure hardship, of course it was impossible for Qiao Bing to invite Zhang Shi to live in his yard. He must have wanted to
Meet Zhang Shi's needs and let him "endure hardship"...
Qiao Bing sat in the courtyard, thought for a moment, and then asked someone to call the prison guard to come over and give some instructions in a low voice.
Qiao Bing's guess was correct, Zhang Shi wanted to cause trouble to Qiao Bing.
Zhang Shi got some things in his hands, but those things cannot be used as direct evidence of Qiao Bing's crime.
Therefore, Zhang Shi wanted to find some direct evidence of guilt. Even if he couldn't find any evidence in the dojo, it would be best to get one or two witnesses, so that he could kill Qiao Bing.
Zhang Shi changed into a Taoist robe, removed his crown, and only used a wooden hairpin. It still looked a bit like that, but his rosy complexion was still somewhat different from the ordinary Taoists around him.
In the afternoon, when the evening class was approaching, Zhang Shi, accompanied by the sacrificial wine, had just stood at the back of the queue. The servant Zhang Shi had brought with him shouted in a loud voice: "Your Majesty! Your officer!"
Should the robe and official seal be kept here, or should they be taken back to Dali Temple and kept there first?"
Zhang Shi suddenly became angry and slapped his servant, "Asshole! I am not working in Dali Temple now! I am just an ordinary Taoist who comes to practice! Take away all the official robes and seals! Come pick me up in ten days, don't bother me."
My practice! Get out!』
The servant groaned repeatedly, then lowered his head and left.
Zhang Shi turned around, ignoring the anxious sweat of the offering wine beside him, and pretended not to notice the twitching corners of the offering wine's mouth. He chuckled and held up his hands to all the Taoist priests, big and small, and said loudly, "My lord, ah, no."
No, I’m just a cultivator. Don’t think of me as an official of Dali Temple. I’m just here to practice! It’s really just practice!”
