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Seven hundred and sixtieth IX door door door

 The sun has already risen high, there is not a cloud in the sky, and there is not a gust of wind on the ground. The branches and leaves of the trees are hanging lazily. Only the cicada on the branch is experiencing vigorous activity and screaming with all its strength.

The dogs in Taicang were also lying in the shade of the trees, their tongues hanging out, looking listlessly at a group of people who broke into Taicang. After barking a few times, they stopped barking.

Zhu Ping'an, Qin Tianjian, and people from the East Factory had just arrived in Taicang. Mr. Zhang from the Taicang Warehouse and others came forward to greet them, and people from the Ministry of Accounts and the Ministry of Works came over there.

Before Zhu Ping'an could react, only the people from Dongchang were left around him.

Zhang Siming of the Qintian Prison led the two five-face supervisors, and Zhang Guanku of Taicang led everyone in Taicang. They all hurried forward with their hands clasped.

What makes Zhu Ping'an a little strange is that too many people came. A lot of people from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works came, unexpectedly. More than ten adults came from the Ministry of Household Affairs. The Ministry of Household Affairs wrote to Sun Yingkui, Mr. Sun.

All the veteran officials are here, including a Yuanwailang, a doctor, three heads of households, and a number of assistants and clerks.

More people came from the Ministry of Works, led by Yan Shifan, the right minister of the Ministry of Works, and there were about seven or eight more people from the Ministry of Industry, such as Yuanwailang, Langzhong, and principals, than those from the Ministry of Household Affairs.

In addition to the officials, there are also a larger number of officers, who use three big oxen to pull a special material cart. On the cart is a special iron warehouse door. From the ruts that are more than an inch deep, it can be seen that the iron warehouse door has

Too heavy.

"Master Yan, please."

"Mr. Sun, please."

People from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Industry came together. Although the Ministry of Household Affairs wrote that Sun Yingkui had a higher official rank than Yan Shifan, in this feudal society that emphasized hierarchy, Yan Shifan and Sun Yingkui walked side by side, chatting and laughing.

When entering, Sun Yingkui gave way and signaled for Yan Shifan to go forward. Yan Shifan smiled and signaled for Sun Yingkui to go forward. After the two of them made concessions, they smiled and entered the Taicang gate hand in hand.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, officials from Qintian Prison and Taicang came to greet them. They crowded around to salute and exchange greetings.

Zhu Ping'an did not join in the fun, but bowed his hands to Sun Yingkui, Yan Shifan and other superior officials outside.

Not long after the talents from the Ministry of Household Affairs and Industry came here, Takumi, a colleague of Jinyiwei, also came with several Jinyiwei. Then came several censors from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, two directors from the Ministry of Rites, and several from Honglu Temple.

an official.

Later, more officials arrived one after another.

For a time, the Taicang Bank was almost overcrowded. People from Taicang moved batch after batch of chairs and placed them in an open space not far from the Taicang Bank for the officials who came to sit and watch the ceremony.

Seeing so many officials coming, and then looking at the officials in Taicang, Zhu Pingan always felt that there was an unexplainable sense of conspiracy.

However, no matter how many people come, it won't affect the amount of gold and silver in the Taicang Bank. You can't have too many people coming, so you can make up for the shortfall in the bank, right?!

Zhu Ping'an couldn't understand, so he simply gave up. As long as he insisted on Qingshan and never let go, he didn't care about the north, south, east, west, or what conspiracy he had, as long as he did what he should do.

Under the attention of everyone, the ceremony to replace the door of Taicang Bank began.

First, Zhang Siming of Qin Tianjian, together with two of the five ministers, solemnly decided on the location of the house.

In fact, it's just a process. The original door address was decided by the superior Qin Tianjian. If they changed the door address, wouldn't it be a slap in the Qin Tianjian's own face? So Zhang Siming and the other three were Luo Pan.

I kept murmuring about it again and again, but finally settled on the original address.

"This is the seat of the gluttonous Pixiu. The gluttonous glutton can swallow wind evil spirits. There are no taboos in Ankumen here. Pixiu governs wealth and attracts wealth from all directions without losing any money. It is a unique geomantic treasure place. Ankumen can be found here.

May Baotaicang be blessed with good fortune for thousands of years." After Zhang Siming ordered Kanyu to locate the location, he made a conclusion with a profound look on his face.

Then officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple cooperated with Qin Tianjian to set up an incense table in the open space in front of the door, put tributes on them, lit incense and candles to offer sacrifices, and prayed to the gods to protect Taicang.

Then the two five senses supervisors from Qin Tian Prison burned the talismans and seals, sprinkled the black dog's blood, and performed another ritual.

After this, the ground can be broken.

Two craftsmen from the Ministry of Works came and used ink thread to play a door line. Then, at the request of the officials from the Qintian Prison, the Ministry of Household Affairs wrote to Sun Yingkui, and Yan Shifan, the right minister of the Ministry of Works, dug the first shovel of soil and the rest.

Under the command of the Qintian Supervisor officials, the officers dug two deep pits at both ends of the gate site. They buried the stone carvings of green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and Xuanwu brought by the Ministry of Works into the deep pits according to the directions, and used the sacred beasts to protect them.

Guarding the Taicang Bank.

After burying the mythical beast, gold and silver coins were buried under the threshold.

Then, after all the officials present performed three bows and nine kowtows, Zhang Siming of Qintian Supervisor removed the seal of the old door of Taicang Bank.

Set off firecrackers, put up red couplets, and hang door banners.

The craftsman officer of the Ministry of Industry directed dozens of officers to work under the simple lifting wooden frame, shouting slogans, dismantling the old door and installing the new door.

When the iron gate of Taicang Bank was installed, the gate of Baiyun Temple also welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

Hey, another group of pilgrims came and brought a lot of things. That's good, that's good.

The smile on the face of the welcoming monk at the door only bloomed for a second, and then suddenly withered, and his face turned into mourning.

The monk who greeted the guests at the door discovered that these uninvited guests were still uninvited guests and had no quality at all. When they reached the door, they started smashing them. First, they took down the sign that read "Zhu Ping'an and Dogs Are Not Allowed" standing at the door.

He pulled it out, put it away without saying a word, and then started to smash the door.

The door was replaced just before the ceremony, and in the blink of an eye, all that was left was the door frame.

Crazy

They didn't even spare the door frame, and they flew over with rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, rotten fruits, etc.

After smashing the rotten eggs and vegetable leaves, another person dipped a mop in ink and painted on the wall: "Buddha is born from the heart, there is a Buddha in the heart, everything you see is a Buddha; there is cow dung in the heart, everything you see turns into cow dung"

"A line of characters

After ravaging the gate, this group of criminals began to break into the temple. The two welcoming monks were so frightened that they quickly stopped them, fearing that they would destroy the temple again. Fortunately, these unscrupulous guests were inside the temple.

There was no smashing, no offense to the believers in the temple, and he went straight to the Main Hall with great purpose.

Crackling, a bunch of graffiti.

When the temple guardian monk from the temple arrived, he only saw a group of people walking away, and a graffiti on the door of the main hall:

The niche dragon goes to the east end, and the sun fades to the west.

Jingwen is not here now, and the gravel has fallen into the quicksand.

"What does this mean? Who are they? They are fighting in broad daylight under the bright sky."

"Yeah, what does this poem mean?"

The monks and believers who came after hearing the news looked at the graffiti on the main hall, and they were all puzzled.

The belated abbot of Baiyun Temple looked at it for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "This is cryptic poetry."

Hesi Gou (dog) died.

When a monk told the answer to the riddle, the monks became very angry. They immediately thought of the sign "Zhu Ping'an and dogs are not allowed". This was combined with the fact that the group of people said they were disrespectful to their young master when they left, which made their young lady unhappy.

If so, there is no doubt that the instigator of today is Zhu Pingan.

"Li Yushi from the Metropolitan Procuratorate is a good friend of our temple. Li Yushi will definitely make the decision for our temple. We can't just let things go like this today."

The deacons of Baiyun Temple were filled with indignation.


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