Since Chu Qianqiu used his face to conquer the soldiers of the Tang family, his reputation has skyrocketed again. The favors owed by the Fan family are more than enough to compensate even if their daughter gets married.
And this favor is like eating two fish with one fish.
The Fan family sold one favor, and the Fuwei Escort Agency sold another favor.
Even Master Yuanjue patted his chest and accepted Chu Qianqiu's favor.
After all this was done, there were no longer any large numbers of bandits in Lingzhou, and the caravan finally arrived in Shangjing, the capital of the Shenwu Dynasty, without any danger.
Yongzhou, Shangjing
The imperial capital for three thousand years has gone through countless ups and downs. It is magnificent and majestic. It is backed by the Shengjiang River and is located in the Central Plains, running from north to south.
Even Linghu City, the largest city in Lingzhou, is just a small town compared with it.
If Chu Qianqiu looked down at the earth from the sky, he would find that the entire Shangjing was shaped like a star, with numerous watchtowers and tight security. From the appearance, it looked like a bastion in his previous life, a concave polygon.
Dynasties of all dynasties have been keen on repairing and strengthening the imperial capital. Even the bricks used are specially made. Generally, warriors may not be able to break it with internal strength and brute force.
However, what is humorous is that this imperial capital has not been baptized by war in the past thousand years.
Whenever rebels or enemy troops attack Shangjing, the nobles in Shangjing have already begun to negotiate the terms of surrender with the enemy.
In the past, when Xiao Taizu raised an army and fought from Yuzhou to Shangjing, Emperor Li had already been killed by Ji Nu. However, the nobles in Shangjing had no will to resist and directly opened the city gate to welcome Master Wang.
I really don’t know what the actual function of this fortress, which is known as the world’s number one, is.
It has not had any effect at least in the past thousand years of history.
However, after the Xiao family inherited the Jinpeng Dynasty's foundation, they still spent a huge amount of manpower, material resources, and financial resources to build Shangjing more solidly.
Perhaps the Jinpeng Dynasty likes to carry out large-scale construction projects the most, and the second-to-last Han Emperor inadvertently told the truth.
"Building the defense of Shangjing is naturally not for fighting, but for better surrender."
“If we don’t build it sturdier, how can we sell it for a better price?”
In short, after successive generations of construction, Shangjing's defense system can be described as an iron wall.
Even in the eyes of a martial arts master, a giant white dragon can be seen hovering in the sky over Shangjing, frightening every rebellious minister and traitor and guarding the tranquility of the imperial capital.
If you include the red-clothed policemen, purple-clothed policemen, high-level masters, etc. from the six gates, creating chaos in the imperial capital is indeed the same as seeking death.
Therefore, wealthy businessmen from all over the world like to move to the imperial capital, even if the land here is very expensive.
"After a thousand years of going to Beijing, it is indeed a state of emperors."
Chu Qianqiu released his mental power, and after entering the city gate, he enjoyed watching this huge city.
"Sir, should we go to the inn or go to Pawnshop No. 88 to find Mr. Yao? Or go to Tianquan Pavilion?"
Yang Guang also came to Shangjing for the first time, but he still remembered his responsibilities and quickly asked Chu Qianqiu about his journey.
First of all, Chu Qianqiu is a court official, so he can live in the inn.
Secondly, the eldest sister has a property in Shangjing, which is Pawnshop No. 88.
Finally, the Tianquan Pavilion was a property purchased by the Yang family in Shangjing, and Yang Guang could also entertain Chu Qianqiu here.
"If you don't want to go, let's go to Wanshou Temple to see the general." Chu Qianqiu said bluntly.
"Yes, sir!"
Going to Beijing, Wanshou Temple.
One of the branches of Maha Temple, its strength is comparable to that of Guangming Temple. Even in a place like Shangjing where there are many powerful people, it still has a decisive influence.
Because to a large extent, Wanshou Temple represents the attitude of Maha Temple.
In order to gain the support of Buddhism, the Xiao family royal family naturally did not hesitate to build large-scale construction projects on Wanshou Temple.
Even Yang Guang, who was in Lingzhou, knew it quite well. On the way to Wanshou Temple, he quickly talked about the information he had collected.
"Sir, do you know that Wanshou Temple has the Three Treasures, Buddha statues, pagodas, and Buddhist halls."
"Oh, all temples have the Three Treasures. What's so surprising about Wanshou Temple?" Chu Qianqiu asked casually.
"The Three Treasures of Wanshou Temple are said to have more Buddha statues than people, pagodas higher than the sky, and Buddhist halls deeper than the sea."
"This ground is filled with splendor and splendor, including the light and treasure of the Buddha."
"It is said that the Amitabha Buddha in the Main Hall is made of pure gold and weighs more than 200,000 kilograms."
In order to show off the luxury of the Buddhist temple, Yang Guang kept talking about the train, which made other Li people's eyes widen. They had never seen such a large pure gold Buddha statue.
"Okay, Xiaoyang, this is not a good thing worth showing off."
"ah?"
Chu Qianqiu and his party rode their horses and whips, and soon arrived at the foot of the Wanshou Temple. They were crowded with people, including believers and laymen.
With such a large number of people, warriors riding tall horses and wearing swords are still very rare.
Seeing this, several novice monks came forward and asked:
"Amitabha."
"This donor, this is a pure place of Buddhism. I don't know if the donor is here to worship the Buddha or to find someone else."
"How about worshiping Buddha, what about looking for someone?" Chu Qianqiu asked with a smile. He was dissatisfied with the extreme luxury of Wanshou Temple, but he would not make things difficult for a young novice monk. That would be too immoral.
"If you are worshiping the Buddha, please ask the donor to dismount. If you are looking for someone, the donor can go up the mountain from the trail."
"There are two ways to go up the mountain?"
"Amitabha."
"There is a saying in Buddhism: From ordinary people, eighty-four thousand wisdoms are born. Why? There are eighty-four thousand worldly labors for the world." (Note 1)
"If a benefactor comes to worship the Buddha, it is best to dismount from the horse and walk up the 84,000 steps. The toil of the world will be gone, and wisdom will always appear."
"If the donor comes looking for someone, he can ride a horse up the mountain from the trail, but the trail is narrow and not as wide as the main road."
This young novice monk is very attractive. Although he is not as good as his brother Sanxiu, he still looks smart and has good eloquence. No wonder he was sent by Wanshou Temple to entertain outsiders. He also hinted in his words that walking up the mountain is the way to worship the Buddha.
Religions often have a strong sense of ritual, allowing believers to accumulate widespread recognition through repeated actions, and eventually solidify into habits.
Chu Qianqiu understood the profound meaning of this approach, smiled, and even applauded the young monk.
"Okay, the little monk said it well."
"Thank you for the compliment, donor."
"There are also stables nearby that can accommodate many horses."
The little novice monk said with a smile, but he didn't know that his words would cause huge trouble.
"I came not only to pay homage to Buddha, but also to visit people."
"Dismount collectively!"
"Yes, sir."
Chu Qianqiu's bodyguards got off their horses neatly, showing great momentum.
"I wonder who the donor wants to find?"
"I am the Li camp guard Chu Qianqiu, and I have come to pay my respects to the general."
"ah!"
"You, you are..."
The little novice monk was shocked. He had no idea that Chu Qianqiu had this most sensitive identity.
"Everyone, follow me step by step to Wanshou Temple."
Chu Qianqiu sneered. He had already made plans to make a big fuss about the general. The bigger the fuss, the better.
"The Li camp is guarding Chu Qianqiu and has come to pay homage to the general."
This group of warriors who came from Lingzhou seemed to be shouting for him from heaven and earth, shouting something every few steps.
"The Li camp is guarding Chu Qianqiu and has come to pay homage to the general."
Yang Guang immediately woke up and wanted to put pressure on the court.
Advertise it widely.
So he shouted along with Chu Qianqiu.
"The Li camp is guarding Chu Qianqiu and has come to pay homage to the general."
Lords of the imperial court, have you heard this voice?
The faces of the nobles who came to offer incense changed.