A team of about a hundred people led the way for the two monks. They were wearing cassocks and had nine scars on their heads. They looked like eminent monks.
Behind is a horse with a man sitting on it.
This man is tall and tall, with a square face and a broad forehead, a pair of drooping Buddha ears, and a pair of round eyes with a murderous aura.
This is Mojie, the disciple of monk Kongji.
Behind him were monks from Zhaoti Temple, as well as officers and soldiers from Xixia. The carriages and horses were slowly heading east. Pedestrians on both sides of the road saw him and paid homage to him one after another.
When the officials of Honglu Temple saw Mojie's team, they felt very unhappy: "These unscrupulous people are really unreasonable. The Holy One has banned the Buddha, but they still worship after seeing it. It's really unreasonable!"
"That is, if we had not welcomed the special envoy today, they would all have been imprisoned."
Li Hao, the minister of Honglu Temple, shook his head slightly and said: "Although the imperial court has banned it, it has spread widely among the people. The land of the capital is not bad, and there are more people in the west and north who believe in it."
Behind this, Xixia Zhaoti Temple was secretly promoting it, which was regarded as a kind of penetration into the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
Those good men and women who believe in Buddhism are easily instigated by monks.
Li Hao led the officials of Honglu Temple to greet him and said, "Li Hao, Minister of Honglu Temple, welcomes Master Mojie, the special envoy of Xixia."
Mojie rode out and clasped his hands on his horse in return: "Master Li is busy, please lead the way."
All the Zhou officials looked angry, and Li Hao was also very angry, but it was hard to get angry.
Li Hao went out of the city to greet him, but Mojie was too arrogant to dismount and return the greeting. This was an insult.
Li Hao thought to himself: I won't argue with you for the time being, until General Long teaches you a lesson!
"Let's go!"
Li Hao turned around and stopped saluting Mojie. He mounted his horse and walked in front. The other officials did not leave Mojie behind either.
Behind him, an old monk with a beard said: "Nephew Mojie, you shouldn't be so arrogant."
This person is Master Puxuan, an eminent monk of Zhaoti Temple, and the senior brother of Monk Kongji.
Another old monk with long eyebrows also said: "When we go to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty as envoys, we should also be polite, so as not to say that we Xixia are barbaric."
This old monk is Master Hongzhi and the senior brother of Monk Kongji.
Mojie chuckled and said: "You two uncles, don't worry about it. What matters between countries is the comparison of national strength. If I am strong in Xixia, even if I am rude, it will not matter to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. If I am weak in national strength, even if I am polite, it will not matter.
, it’s all in vain.”
Neither Pu Xuan nor Hong Zhi spoke.
Mojie was very smart and pointed out the key point. The balance of national power is the key, and diplomatic etiquette is not important.
But after all, Mojie is too young, and people should be polite and polite, and don't do it too ugly.
As the team entered the city, there were many people watching on both sides of the road. Pu Xuan and Hong Zhi looked like enlightened monks. They closed their eyes and chanted sutras on their horses. Their chests made a tremolo, and the people on both sides bowed and worshiped.
Ya'er squeezed into the crowd, holding snacks in her hand, and complained while eating: "It's so ugly, the monk with a crooked mouth reads crooked scriptures."
The procession walked through the street and entered the Daming Palace. The empress was sitting on the phoenix chair, and all the civil and military officials also arrived.
Long Chen stood at the head of the generals, Di Luoxi stood behind him, and Di Yuwei and Di Xingwan stood among the civil servants.
Mojie, Pu Xuan, and Hong Zhi followed Li Hao into the palace, while the others stayed outside the door.
"Your Majesty, the special envoy of Xixia, Master Mojie, has arrived."
After saying that, Li Hao stepped aside, glanced at Mojie, and then at Long Chen.
Mojie stepped forward proudly and said: "The special envoy of Xixia pays homage to the empress of Eastern Zhou Dynasty."
The empress looked at Mojie carefully, and secretly admired in her heart: This old thing Kongji has picked up a good seedling.
"Without courtesy, the special envoy has had a hard time traveling."
Mojie said loudly: "I have been entrusted by my master and the king. I dare not say that I have worked hard, but I will now submit my credentials."
Mojie deliberately aroused the true energy in his body and spoke with a tremolo in his chest. The air trembled slightly, and the civil servant felt that his eardrums were about to burst.
Yingfeng came down, took the certificate of credence, and presented it to the empress.
The empress looked at it and saw that it was nothing more than some polite words, saying that she was willing to live in peace with the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
"Okay, does your master, Master Kongji, have anything to say?"
Mojie just placed Monk Kongji in front of Shi Le. I don’t know whether it was Monk Kongji’s instruction or Mojie’s own arrogance.
"My master asked me to say hello to the Empress. His cultivation has improved a lot. I hope I can have the opportunity to learn from the Empress."
When Di Luoxi heard this, she was furious and scolded: "Arrogant! My mother is the only emperor, does the old monk Kongji want to die!"
When Mojie saw that Di Luoxi was being disrespectful to Kongji, his eyes suddenly widened and he transformed into the look of a glaring Vajra.
"How dare you insult my teacher!"
Mojie shouted loudly, causing the air around him to shake. Li Yizheng almost lost his balance, but Baili Bing behind him immediately supported him.
"People must insult themselves, and then others will insult them!"
Long Chen stood up and made a low voice, suppressing the tremolo in Mojie's chest.
"It's the father's fault if a son doesn't teach; if a disciple is rude, it's the teacher's laziness! You have had no etiquette since you entered the school, and your master, Monk Kongji, taught you such a thing!"
Long Chen looked at Mojie coldly.
Pu Xuan and Hong Zhi looked at Long Chen. This was the first time they had seen him. They secretly admired in their hearts: Sure enough, among men, how could such a great man be a eunuch?
Mojie was also surprised when he saw Long Chen. He felt that his momentum had been suppressed.
"How is my master? You don't need to comment!"
Long Chen chuckled and said with a sneer: "It is said that famous teachers make great disciples. You are such a rude bald ass, what kind of thing is your master!"
Mojie was furious, he dodged and punched Long Chen.
Something unexpected happened. Even the empress did not expect that Mojie would actually take action in such a diplomatic occasion.
Long Chen was already on guard, so he took a step forward and punched him.
boom!
The fists collided, and Mojie was shaken and slid several meters away. Long Chen also took a few steps back.
This punch can barely be considered a draw.
"Nephew Mojie!"
Pu Xuan scolded.
Master Hong Zhi came out and bowed: "I am rude to you, please forgive me."
The empress looked gloomy and said: "Hong Zhi, if it weren't for Xixia's sake, I would probably bully the small today."
After speaking, the empress stood up and left.
Pu Xuan and Hong Zhi were startled by the empress' words, and cold sweat broke out on their bare heads.
"Send the envoy back to the embassy."
Yingfeng said coldly.
Li Hao, the minister of Honglu Temple, came over and sneered: "Please, three eminent monks."
Pu Xuan and Hong Zhi took Mojie out of the Daming Palace and followed Li Hao to the palace to stay.
Entering the room, Pu Xuan scolded: "The empress is the emperor. Do you know what the emperor means?"
Hong Zhi also shook his head and said: "Emperor kills you as if you were searching for something, just like you kill a three-year-old child."
Mojie was shocked and asked: "Is Emperor Zun so powerful?"
Hong Zhi shook his head and said: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. My nephew must not do this again."
Pu Xuan said: "Fortunately, the empress saves face and does not use the big one to bully the small ones."
Mojie was secretly shocked and felt that he was too crazy and should restrain himself when he should.
Hong Zhi asked: "You just punched Long Chengen, how did you feel?"
Mojie smiled slightly and said disdainfully: "General, why does Master say he is so powerful?"
Pu Xuan nodded slightly and said: "That's good. I'm worried that you are no match for Long Cheng'en. Have a good rest. You have to beat him in both Buddhist debates and martial arts competitions."
Pu Xuan heard Kong Ji say that when Long Chen was at the Jade Buddha Pass, he used the power of Yang Jing Stone to beat Kong Ji into a state of confusion.
Therefore, Long Chen's real level is not very high.
Mojie smiled and said: "This is easy. Master has other instructions before leaving. The two masters will have a good rest."
Returning to his room, Mojie closed the door, covered his mouth with his sleeves, coughed violently twice, and spit out a mouthful of blood-streaked phlegm.
"What kind of evil skills does this Long Chengen practice?"
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