Chapter 23: The water in this is very deep, you can't hold it
The shadows of fireflies fall through the curtains, and the sound of insects chimes in. I miss fishing together when I'm high in the building, and I want to search together when I'm far away from the temple.
It's hard to get rid of sorrow at night, and don't let go of regret in autumn. Snails swim on the moss and the path is slippery, and cranes walk on the deep green pond.
On this cool night, in the monk's dormitory of Zhuangyan Temple, a burly leader who had failed in his robbery had changed his night clothes into a gray monk's robe, and was lowering his head tremblingly.
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Sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of him was a somewhat fat middle-aged monk.
If Kong Qing were here, he would have discovered that this middle-aged monk was actually the Vena and Fazheng monk from Zhuangyan Temple who appeared during the day when he was telling Yang Mudan's fortune.
"Jingyan, you are really an idiot..."
Monk Fazheng turned the beads in his hand, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the burly monk in front of him like a poisonous snake.
"Nai Weng asked you to follow the little Taoist priest and look for an opportunity to capture him and send him back to Zhuangyan Temple. Who asked you to provoke that Kunlun Numoli? Tell me... why did you provoke him?"
"Because that old guy is a living money tree..."
Although the warrior monk Jingyan lowered his head, when he talked about the Kunlun Numoli, his tone still became excited. "Boss Honglei, you don't know..."
"What did you call me?"
Before he could finish his words, the fat monk interrupted him with a sinister tone.
"Would you like Nai Weng to remind you what you should call me here?"
"Uncle Master...Uncle Fazheng..."
After hearing the fat monk's cold words, Monk Jingyan's body trembled reflexively and he quickly changed his words.
"Um...Uncle Fazheng, the reason why I took action is because Jingming found out something very important. Did you know? That Kunlun slave named Moli can actually make Five Stone Powder, which is the magic touch to turn stone into gold.
craftsmanship.
So, I was thinking..."
"Pooh!"
After hearing Jingyan's words, Monk Fazheng's expression changed and he spat towards Monk Jingyan.
"What do you think...Nai Weng sees that you just want to die. Let me ask you, do you know who that Kunlun slave is? You can just go and have his ideas?"
"Isn't he just a slave in Yang Su's family back then?"
This burly monk, Monk Jingyan, the leader of the monks, said carefully.
"Junior brother Jingming made inquiries in Guiyifang, and they all said that this Kunlun slave redeemed himself after Yang Xuangan's rebellion..."
"HE...tui!"
This time, Monk Fazheng spat accurately onto Jingyan's face.
"Ru Xen Niang's slave, Ru Xen Niang's self-redemption, Nai Weng said you are a fool, but you still don't admit it..."
Although Monk Jingyan lowered his head and wiped the spit from his face with his sleeve, his expression was very ugly and he seemed to be reluctant.
"Are you still not convinced?"
Seeing the actions of Monk Jingyan, Monk Fazheng looked left and right, as if he wanted to see if there was something handy nearby. However, after looking around, he didn't find anything suitable for him.
He said to Jing Yan through gritted teeth.
"A fool like you knows how much a Kunlun slave who can make Five Stone Powder is worth. Do you think the officials who were inspected by Yang Xuangan's family in the Sui Dynasty must be much stupider than you to let such a money-spinner get rid of his status?"
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"ah……???"
Monk Jingyan seemed a little confused.
"Those people in the Great Sui Dynasty were much stupider than me. Back then, with the help of Mr. Honglei, Mr. Hong Lei, Prince Bo, swaggered around Daxing City for more than a month without being arrested.
Wasn't it me who was accompanying you at that time..."
Monk Fazheng stood up silently, and without saying a word, he kicked Monk Jingyan in the stomach.
puff!
After a muffled sound, Monk Jingyan was kicked back two or three steps and sat down on the ground.
"Idiot, don't mention that guy Chishiro Wangbo to Naoweng..."
Monk Fazheng looked at Monk Jingyan sternly, with a fierce look in his eyes. "If you can't control your mouth, Nai Weng, I can only help you control it."
"Yes, uncle, I know I was wrong..."
The kicked monk Jingyan looked at Fazheng with a ferocious expression, trembled all over, and honestly admitted his mistake. "I will never mention it again in the future."
"Um……"
Monk Fazheng seemed to be very satisfied with Monk Jingyan's attitude in speaking, and nodded slightly.
"Remember, Nai Weng is doing this for your own good. Something will happen to Wang Bo soon. Anyone who has anything to do with him at this time will die..."
"What?"
Monk Jingyan said with some disbelief.
"How could it be possible? He has not surrendered to the Tang Dynasty and has become the general manager of Qizhou. What else could happen to him?"
"Don't ask any more questions about this. The water inside is very deep and you can't control it. If you spill the beans outside, even you will be killed."
Monk Fazheng said to the monk Jingyan seriously with a straight face.
"You just need to remember that from now on, you will do whatever I ask you to do, do you understand?"
"Uh-huh……"
Although Jing Yan looked confused, this did not stop him from showing his loyalty without hesitation.
"Don't worry, Mr. Hong Lei...Uncle Fazheng, I will definitely be loyal to you and I will tell you the truth."
"Nai Weng still believes in your loyalty,"
Monk Fazheng's tone slowed down and he sat down on his futon again.
"Otherwise, Nai Weng wouldn't have handed over Wang Bo's matter to you. But when you saw Wang Bo wandering around Daxing City without being arrested, you didn't see Nai Weng giving it to the people of Chang'an County Government and Daxing County Government.
How much money was stuffed?"
"Stuff...stuff money?"
The monk Jingyan seemed completely unaware of this incident. "You also gave money to people in the county government..."
"Nonsense, who will do the work for you if you don't have money!"
Monk Fazheng grabbed the beads in his hand and turned them slowly.
"At that time, all the catchers and quickies in Chang'an and Daxing counties shared some money with Nai Weng, and the condition was that I would help your uncle, Master Zhishi, conceal this incident in Daxing City, and I was responsible for collecting the money at the time.
The ones are Secretary He from Chang'an County and Secretary Qian from Daxing County..."
"oh!"
Monk Jingyan looked suddenly enlightened.
"No wonder I saw those two guys often running to your uncle at that time. It turned out to be this reason!"
"fool……"
Monk Fazheng snorted with disdain on his face.
"If Nai Weng hadn't used money to make all the catchers and fast players pretend to be deaf and dumb, even if he knew that Shi Lang Wang Bo was a master who had transcended the secular world, he would still have failed in Daxing City..."
Monk Fazheng laughed ferociously, twisted the rosary beads in his hand, and said sinisterly.
"There are many things in this world that a fool like you can't understand, so please remember to Nai Weng, do whatever I ask you to do..."
"I understand, uncle!"
The monk Jingyan touched his bald head and said with sincerity.
"I see!"
"now it's right……"
Monk Fazheng nodded and then continued.
"Don't mess with that Kunlun slave who has mastered the art of assassins. Just know that when he was able to deregister, it was definitely not because of someone from the imperial court who had good intentions. The water inside is also very deep...
You just need to find an opportunity to catch that little Taoist priest according to what I said, and don't do anything else unnecessary."
"This...can I ask a question?" Monk Jingyan said cautiously. "Uncle, why did you arrest that little Taoist priest?"
"I can tell you this,"
Monk Fazheng was spinning his rosary beads with his hand, with a strange smile on his face.
"That little Taoist priest is a disciple of Taoist Xuancheng in the Qingdu Guan. When that Taoist Xuancheng was in Daxing City, he had a close relationship with a nobleman. Now that Xuancheng is dead, that nobleman is very likely to fall in love with Wujiwu.
We treat Xuancheng’s only disciple, the little Taoist priest, with a different eye. What we have to do is to conquer this little Taoist priest, and then use him to influence that noble man..."
"Oh, I see,"
Monk Jingyan once again nodded with sudden realization. "Uncle Master, who is that noble person you are talking about..."
"Don't ask this anymore,"
Monk Fazheng closed his eyes with an incomprehensible look on his face. "The water in this one is just as deep..."