Tang Sanzang said, "Amitabha, the poor monk can agree to go to the Huitong Hall to rest, but as I said before, you cannot restrict the poor monk's freedom of entry and exit."
"Of course," the Qingyi official breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tang Sanzang finally agreed. As long as the monk can be fooled into it first, everything else will be easy.
Although this monk can't cure diseases and save people, he is the person designated by the king. Even if he wants to go out to do something, he can send someone to keep an eye on him first. Even if the monk is unwilling, he can be arrested and taken into the palace tomorrow.
Tang Sanzang didn't know the little plan of the Qingyi officials. After settling down in the Huitong Hall, he immediately took Sha Seng on a tour of the capital of the Zhuzi Kingdom to experience the customs and customs here.
And relying on his past experience, he quickly found the place he wanted to go, the brothel.
Tang Sanzang and Sha Seng each wore a natural and pollution-free green hat on their heads. They did a very good job of concealment, so they did not cause a sensation, but they received a lot of strange looks.
Seeing the orioles and swallows standing in the gorgeous attic, with handkerchiefs of various colors fluttering in the wind, Tang Sanzang's face was full of excitement, and he rushed in with shining eyes, followed closely by Sha Monk.
The two eyeliners following the two people behind were dumbfounded. They looked at each other with confusion on their faces. It turned out that Tang Sanzang had been wandering around for a long time and was not willing to go to the guesthouse to rest. He wanted to go to the brothel.
What kind of eminent monk is this? It is really unheard of for monks to visit brothels. Or are they ignorant? Are all the monks in the Tang Dynasty so fashionable?
Qin Ran had no time to pay attention to Tang Sanzang now, but turned his attention to the palace. In order to prevent any accidents, the ten Arhats who protected Tang Sanzang had already gone there.
Guanyin Bodhisattva is far away in Qilin Cave, paying close attention to Jinmao Roar.
Xitian, Daleiyin Temple,
Tathagata Buddha asked in a deep voice, "Honorable Vajrapani, what's going on with the masters and disciples of Tang Sanzang and his entourage?"
"Reporting to the Buddha, Tang Sanzang's master and disciple have been received by the reception officials of the Zhuzi Kingdom. They are now arranged to rest in the Huitong Pavilion. Tomorrow they can enter the palace to diagnose and treat the king's illness."
Vajrapani Bodhisattva replied calmly,
Tathagata Buddha's face was overjoyed. It was really rare. Guanyin Bodhisattva's ability was truly incredible. He solved it with just one action. If this matter develops normally, the disaster will be over.
Vajrapani Bodhisattva looked at the Tathagata's happy face, his face was full of weirdness, and he couldn't bear to say: "Buddha, Tang Sanzang took Sha Wujing to the brothel again,"
Tathagata's face turned dark. Damn, this is another scam! But he didn't have much surprise in his heart. According to Tang Sanzang's character, it would be strange if he stopped visiting a brothel one day.
"Don't worry about him, as long as the disaster does not go wrong, continue to monitor the whereabouts of Tang Sanzang and his party.
Vajrapani Bodhisattva responded respectfully, "I will obey the Buddha's decree."
The next morning, Qin Ran and Sun Wukong followed several officials to the palace.
As for Tang Sanzang and Sha Seng, they were still flying around in the brothel.
The king was seriously ill and weak, and could not go to court at all. First, a minister went up to report, and then several palace maids rolled up the bead curtain.
The king stood up tremblingly, glanced around, and asked: "Which one of you is Elder Tang, the holy monk of the Tang Dynasty?"
With his sharp eyes, Sun Wukong saw the king's situation clearly. He took a step forward and said loudly: "Your Majesty, it is difficult for my master to obtain this precious land. He wanted to experience the customs and customs here, so he did not come with him."
The accompanying Tsing Yi official's lips twitched when he heard this. What kind of nonsense was he to experience the local customs? He was obviously visiting a brothel.
This king was originally a tuberculosis ghost. When he heard Sun Wukong's sharp voice and ferocious appearance, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground and almost died of fright.
"It scares me to death,"
The maids and eunuchs in the palace got into a mess and helped the king up.
The expressions of these ministers changed greatly, and they couldn't help but blame: "Why are you, a monk, so rude and rude?"
Qin Ran said calmly, "Your Majesty is seriously ill, and we are here for diagnosis and treatment. How can we diagnose the condition without hearing, hearing, and inquiring? If we are so cautious, I am afraid that we will not be cured even if we wait for another thousand years."
The leading minister said dissatisfiedly:
"How long can a person live in this life? Why can't he be good in a thousand years?"
Sun Wukong chuckled and said, "Your Majesty is a sick king now. He will be a sick ghost when he dies. He will still be a sick man when he is reincarnated. But he won't be cured even if he waits for another thousand years."
All the officials were dumbfounded. This monk really dared to say,
"You monk, you don't know any etiquette, you are talking nonsense!"
"We are not talking nonsense. Medical skills are so mysterious that even gods need to see, hear and ask questions to find out the origin of the disease and how their diet is." Qin Ran talked with a profound look on his face, which only made a group of imperial doctors standing next to him stunned.
Stunned, he couldn't help nodding his head in praise,
After a while, the king slowly woke up, looked at the green-clothed official standing next to him, and said angrily: "Then where is Tang Sanzang? Why don't you come to see me?"
He had been preparing for Tang Sanzang's matter a long time ago. Unexpectedly, today he only invited Tang Sanzang's disciples. Disciples are just disciples. He can barely accept it, but the key is that he looks too ugly.
He almost died suddenly after just one glance. Even though Tang Seng’s apprentice was indeed very skilled in medicine, I’m afraid he was frightened to death before he was cured.
The official in green knelt down and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, Master Tripitaka is already on the way and will be there in a moment."
After hearing this, the king's expression softened a little, and he confirmed uneasily: "Then Tang Sanzang is a normal person, right?"
"Your Majesty, Tang Sanzang is a member of the Tang Dynasty. He has a majestic appearance and is very different from his disciples, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that Tang Sanzang said that he knew nothing about medicine. In the end, it was Mr. Qin next to him and his disciple Sun Wukong who agreed to the matter."
The king looked confused and asked, "This monk doesn't know how to heal? You know, not long ago, an immortal came into his dream and told him that the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty could cure his disease, so he believed it and gave the order early."
The officials below paid strict attention to the monks who entered the city, and invited them into the palace as soon as they discovered them. Could it be that the old man with the white beard was deliberately trying to trick him?
The medical officer next to him added at this time: "Your Majesty, Mr. Qin is a noble and noble man. He comes from the Tang Dynasty like the Master Tang Sanzang. He speaks of medical principles casually. He must be a master of medical skills and should be able to cure people."