Debts owed to others must always be repaid. Besides, it is impossible to escape the debts owed to Li Xiaogong, Wang Gui and the others, because Yun Ye saw the kidnapping incident at the gate of the palace. Lao Zhuang and Liu Jinbao were tied up.
It was like silkworms squirming on the ground. Several big-bodied men with round waists laughed and gathered around him.
The carriage of Lao Li's family is good. Not only is it spacious, it is also inlaid with gold and jade. I don't know what the cushions underneath are made of. It is very soft. I took a silver wine pot from the shelf and didn't use a cup. I just put it on the spout.
After drinking it, the liquor is a little sour, but the aftertaste is good. It is a pure Persian wine.
Good wine. Yun Ye now needs the stimulation of wine to calm his nerves. He recalled the screen that Changsun peeked at unintentionally. Needless to say, Li Er was behind it. He was observing himself. He used to worry about it, but there is no need for it now. I
I don’t want to play anymore. I really can’t afford it. How many times can I play this game without losing my head every time?
Just be a marquis, don't fantasize about a bigger title, and Li Er will not give himself a bigger title. How many people die without becoming a marquis? Think about the flying general Li Guang's last battle against the Huns.
If you were trampled to pieces by a horse in a battle, and you didn't get a title, you would calm down and not think about useless things.
The carriage stopped at the gate of Hejian County Prince's Mansion, and a butler was already waiting at the door.
Yun Ye jumped off the carriage, Zhuang San and Liu Jinbao also jumped off their horses. Lao Zhuang was very angry and always looked at the head guard of the palace, intentionally or unintentionally.
They are all from the army. I have long heard Li Huairen talk about the general manager of his family. He is a master who has climbed out of the dead three times. He has no special skills. There are many people who are better and smarter than him in battle.
All the guards died, but he was the only one who survived.
Li Huairen said that his father had said that anyone who participated in the battle and survived was a treasure, especially his family's head guard. Last time in Jiangnan, if it weren't for his cleverness. Not to mention that Li Xiaogong was only hit by three arrows.
I'm afraid I've been shot into a hedgehog long ago.
Baoxian Hall, this is the place where Li Xiaogong's family used to entertain guests. Lao Li was a generous man and seemed to have forgotten about inviting Yun Ye to eat locusts. He took his hand and introduced all the guests to him one by one.
Yun Ye had made up his mind not to participate in political affairs. So he only met with the big shots as a junior. Being too attentive would cause people to misunderstand and think that Marquis Yun would show off his skills in the court from now on. Li Xiaogong introduced him, and he didn't even know his name.
Too lazy to remember, the older ones are called uncles and the younger ones are called uncles. The titles are directly proportional to their beards.
Having mastered this unique secret, Yun Ye can be said to have everything he wants in the social world, "Ah, it's great to congratulate Uncle Liu on his good health. Li Gang, Mr. Li ordered this junior to invite you to give lectures. If you don't go, this junior's legs will be ruined."
No guarantee."
"Uncle Hu, you are a great talent of the generation. My nephew is here to give you a gift. You also know that my family is poor. If you have anything to supplement your family's income, you must not forget your nephew's share." This is Jin.
Among the men in the family, he has a low title but is in charge of the world's transactions. In other words, no matter who wants to make a deal secretly, his brother cannot avoid it. He has the reputation and lifeblood of each family in his hands, and he is the best fat man in the world.
It is also the most dangerous profession in the world. It is said that the last one died only two months ago.
"Uncle monk? Great monk?"
Why are there monks at the Li family’s banquet? Although the banquet is simpler now due to the great disaster, there is no shortage of food and wine. A monk chews up everything and turns a blind eye to the people around him. It’s too arrogant, but the people around him
He doesn't seem to care. From this point of view, he knows that this bald donkey is not easy to mess with, so he should stay away.
"Master Jueyuan, the food and wine have been slowed down a bit today. Please don't take offense, Master." Is Li Xiaogong apologizing to the monk? This surprised Yun Ye. He didn't know how to deal with this guy, so he quickly found someone who understood.
He grabbed Li Huairen's eldest brother Li Huaixian and asked him for a long time before he found out that this was the famous monk Jueyuan among the stick monks of Shaolin Temple. When Yun Ye saw him, he thought of the terrifying Tanyin monk on Maiji Mountain.
"The Eighteen-stick Monk really saved His Majesty?'
"Where did you hear this nonsense? If Your Majesty is reduced to relying on them to save you, we might as well die. Besides, there are only thirteen stick monks. He tried to get five more, just like
If there are more than fifty armed men in your family, what kind of trouble will you have?"
"Then aren't they just the guardians? Brother Huaixian, you are just slapping me in the face. The guardians of Shaolin Temple can attend the banquet, why do the guardians of my family have to squat in the courtyard to eat?
Li Huaixian had the urge to strangle Yun Ye to death. Whose nursing home didn't squat in the yard to eat? You still spoke so loudly, were you afraid that Jue Yuan over there wouldn't hear you?
Sure enough, Monk Jueyuan put down his chopsticks, stood up, came to Yun Ye and clasped his hands together: "Poor monk Jueyuan, I have met Marquis Yun.'
"Master, you are so polite. Xiao Hou heard that the Shaolin Temple has strict disciplines. Why can the master indulge in alcohol and meat?" Yun Ye asked as soon as he came up. He felt a bit like the villain on TV and novels. Just don't be beaten by this monk for a while.
That's fine, but when I think about the fate of those villains, my heart beats a little.
He has never liked the monk, neither now nor in future generations.
"The poor monk is a martial monk. According to the temple rules, he can drink and eat. People who practice martial arts need to strengthen their muscles and bones. They can't survive on a vegetarian diet." Jue Yuan is not as handsome as Jet Li, nor as interesting as Jet Li. He is boring and boring.
"Isn't it true? When I visited Maiji Mountain, I met Master Tanyin and had a long talk with him. The master himself has been a vegetarian for many years and his skills are still strong. Master Jueyuan can compete with Master Tanyin.
Pass?"
Jue Yuan raised his head and glanced at Yun Ye, his eyes full of energy were like a pair of cold pools, which was intimidating.
It's a pity that he saw it wrong. Yun Ye is like a monkey that is kept with tigers, lions and poisonous snakes all day long. He has long been immune to this kind of mental pressure. In Yun Ye's view, his stress index
Even Lao Cheng and Lao Niu can't keep up, let alone others. Only if he has a pair of piercing eyes like his eldest grandson can Yun Ye bow his head.
Yun Ye's nonchalance surprised Jue Yuan. Some of the dandies in Chang'an City came to compete with him, and they were all shocked by him. The minds of those noble disciples were fragile, and even those with higher skills than him could only lose their minds when their minds were taken away.
He surrendered obediently, which also made him the name of a generation of masters. Otherwise, at today's party, princes would gather together, princes would be in groups, marquises would be everywhere, and there would be no place for him in the high-end banquet where the earl and viscount were inferior to dogs.
He felt insulted, but Yun Ye and Uncle Tanyin were old acquaintances, so he could only clasp his hands in front of his chest and said: "The poor monk has never competed with Master Tanyin. I think the skills of this young monk are definitely inferior to Master Tanyin."
My uncle, my master is the head of the Discipline Academy. He has a respected position, has advanced cultivation, and will not use force against others."
He didn't have the arrogance and strength of a warrior. He looked down upon him and was ready to call Lao Zhuang out to challenge him. He gave Xuanzang some money by the way. Who knew he could be so tolerant? Why didn't he train as a Ninja Turtle if he could endure it?
Just now, Lao Li quietly told Yun Ye that Master Xuanzang was talking to Xiao Yu in the study. This monk planned to go to Tianzhu to obtain the scriptures and was extremely determined. Yun Ye really hoped that a treasure like "The Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" would be published, so he was very
I want to help him.
Now there is a conflict with Taoism about Buddhist scriptures. Taoism has a backing and they worship the ancestors of the Li family. Of course they want to suppress Buddhism. Once I heard that such a pervert came out of Buddhism, it is not surprising that Xuanzang had some minor accidents during his trip.
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Overtly sending money to Xuanzang to support his Buddhist studies would offend a large number of perverts in the Taoist sect. Especially after becoming friends with Li Chunfeng, it would be inconvenient for him to have close contact with Buddhism.
He has long asked Lao Yuan to give lectures in the academy. As long as he doesn’t talk about the round sky and the square earth, it will be fine. He will harm Li Er. Don’t instill some strange theories into my students. My students will be in the future.
Jue Yuan, who is exploring whether the sky is round and the earth is square by himself, is disappointing. It can be seen that Buddha wanted Xuanzang to go to Tianzhu with his bare hands. Even a huge cheating device like himself couldn't do anything. Buddha's power is boundless, and the earth is alive.
Turn the history that is about to change back to its original path.
Just as I was sighing secretly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. It turned out to be Mr. Xiao Yu.
"The kid came up with some bad idea for no reason. Everything I eat these days tastes bad. Even when I chew mountain delicacies, it smells like locusts.'
The old gentleman was of high rank, and the juniors would never show any color to him, and would scold him at every turn. Even the eldest son, Sun Wuji, could not escape the blame, so it was better for him to be more respectful.
"Boy, I want to ask you, are you true that you have been to the Tianchi of the Queen Mother of the West?" The old gentleman looked serious.
"Of course it's true. Master Xuanzang is going to Tianzhu. There is a section of the road very close to Tianchi. If you are not in a hurry, you can go for a stroll. Let's agree in advance that there are no flowers that bloom all year round, only ice, snow and stones." Yun
Ye quickly told him the truth to avoid being called a liar in the future.
"Amitabha, Marquis Yun is a man of great luck. He even has the opportunity to meet the Queen Mother of the West. It is really gratifying."
Xuanzang is not as handsome as the Xuanzang on TV. He is thin and dark. He looks like a native of Tianzhu even before he went to Tianzhu. No wonder he was so comfortable there and was so comfortable. He was also lucky enough to ride an elephant around the ancient city.
Yun Ye was envious.
"Does Marquis Yun know how a poor monk can reach Tianzhu?"
"Of course I know, but why are you going to that country where cows are everywhere? I heard that you asked for the true scriptures, so why don't you just work hard to write one yourself? You see, I, Zhuangzi, Confucius, etc. are all writing, writing
It will become a god when you finish it. I heard that Muhammad in the Desert is also writing it, and he will soon become a god. Some people have narrowly escaped death after running on the road for several years. If it is not worthwhile, it is better to write a book by yourself."
After hearing this, the old gentleman immediately pulled away. Xuanzang's hands were shaking like leaves in the wind, and Jue Yuan's eyes were red, but he was still patient.
"You don't believe in gods and Buddhas?"
"I only believe in my ancestors. It was they who built our world brick by brick, not gods. If I have anything to be grateful for, it is to pay tribute to our ancestors during the four seasons and eight seasons. This is
This is also the respect they deserve.”!~!
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