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Chapter 256

Chapter 256 War of words

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Buddhism was spread but had not yet flourished.

Therefore, there are no clear rules and precepts of later generations in the monastery, and the organization is slightly loose. Monks may not necessarily be able to perform Niushan rituals, but they can also lead monks to practice. Yueguan should be in this situation, so when Xuan Shuo introduced her, he only called her "Mr.

Lay Buddhist, nunnery master.

Cao Peng didn't know much about the history of the development of Buddhism, but he knew more or less that the so-called 'nunnery' in Buddhism was generally a place of practice for nuns. However, in this era, people were more accustomed to calling them monks. So.

Yue Pass can also be called Bhikkhu Pass.

But, is there such a nunnery next to White Horse Temple?

Cao Peng had no impression at all.

At least, in the memory of his previous life, when he visited White Horse Temple, he had never heard of a nunnery with such a weird name...

Where there is a temple, there must be a nunnery.

Cao Peng secretly took a look at Yue Guan and felt that this little nun didn't look like a monk. She was charming and flirtatious.

What a coquettish little nun!

Cao Peng couldn't help but look at Xuan Shuo and Yue Guan again, and he made a malicious guess in his heart: Could it be that these two are having an affair?

It is not surprising that later generations would have such thoughts.

But looking at Xuan Shuo's appearance, Cao Peng immediately gave up the idea. Why? Xuan Shuo was really ugly... His skin was dark, and his face looked like he had been burned by something. It was full of scars, which made him feel uncomfortable.

People simply don't want to look carefully.

Thinking that the coquettish bhikkhu would not like Xuan Shuo.

"It's Mr. Cao who's in front of you. You're so rude!"

Nun is a transliteration of Sanskrit. In Sanskrit, it means woman. If translated, it is roughly "little girl is rude". This is a self-identification word specially used by monks and cannot be used by ordinary people. And the word nun

, did not appear in this era, and the word "nun" did not appear until the Eastern Jin Dynasty. However, at that time, nuns referred to Buddhist monks with great virtues.

Yue Guan speaks with a Luoyang accent, which is soft and numb, making people feel numb.

Cao Peng quickly returned the courtesy, "It is indeed Cao Peng's fault that an unknown layman came here."

"Chrysanthemum Fairy, you are flirting again. Could it be that you have fallen in love with this pretty face?"

Cao Peng followed the sound and saw Zhu Daohao laughing loudly.

Yue Guan's jade face sank, and he suddenly sneered: "Mr. Zhu, why don't you see your Yu Liner accompanying you, but you come to Baima Temple to have wine with the layman?"

Zhu Dao's face suddenly turned red, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

What kind of messy relationship?

Who is Yu Lin'er?

Cao Peng felt confused, but facing Zhu Dao in his heart, he felt a little angry for no reason.

Shi A also felt that he was losing face and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhu, there are all smart people here today. You'd better pay attention to what you say, otherwise I won't mind and let you get out."

After all, he is one of the few swordsmen today and a famous local snake in Luoyang.

Shi A's anger caused the temperature in the pavilion to drop sharply.

Although Zhu Dao was arrogant and vulgar, he couldn't help but shut up after being shouted at by Shi A. Who doesn't know that this Shi A is a master who kills without blinking an eye. I think back when Wang Yue was still alive, Shi A was in charge of the Hero Building in Luoyang.

, the sword in his hand killed countless troublemakers. Returning to Luoyang this time, Shi A was even more domineering. In the winter of the second year of Jian'an, he had a sword fight with someone by the Luoshui River. More than a dozen people came, but in the end only Shi A

Ah Yi came back alive... After that, no one in the entire Luoyang City dared to challenge Shi Ah.

"Brother Nian, why should you be angry... Lao Zhu is joking, just joking!"

Xuan Shuo quickly stepped forward to interrupt. Although Zhu Dao was dissatisfied, he had to bow his head and apologize under Shi A's forceful pressure.

Yue Guan sneered and said, "He is indeed a courageous person."

Her voice was not loud, but everyone in the pavilion could hear her clearly.

"Chrysanthemum Fairy, are you specifically seeking bad luck for me?"

Yue Guandao: "I will seek bad luck for anyone who talks to me, and I don't know who will jump out first to cause trouble."

"you……"

Zhu Dao was furious and took a big step forward.

But before Zhu Dao could speak, a young man stepped out from the banquet and stood in front of Yue Guan.

This young man was young, in his early twenties. He had white teeth and red lips, and was extremely handsome. Wearing a green shirt, he showed off his outstanding appearance. He looked at Zhu Dao and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhu, you drink too much.

Now, it’s best to go back and rest, and don’t continue to make a fool of yourself here.”

"Chizhong, do you also want to protect this little slut?"

Before Zhu Dao finished speaking, the young man named Chi Zhong shouted angrily and interrupted his words.

A ray of cold light shot out of the sky and pierced towards Zhu Dao. Shi'a frowned, staggered his steps, ducked, and stabbed out with his long and narrow sword. There was a clanging sound, and two sharp swords stabbed together.

At this point, the sword in Chizhong's hand suddenly deflected, and he staggered even more, almost falling down.

"Child Master Chi, be careful!"

Yue Guan called out tenderly and quickly helped Chi Zhong.

Chi Zhong's fair face suddenly revealed a hint of red...

"Boyu, give me some face. That's it. How about that?"

Shi A was a little angry, then turned to Zhu Dao and said, "Brother Zhu, you did eat too much today, you'd better go back and take a rest."

Zhu Dao's face turned red, he looked at Chi Zhong and Yue Guan, and then at Shi A.

Zhang Liang, Zhang Tai and others all looked at their noses with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths. Like the old monk who was meditating, he seemed not to see anything.

"Okay, I'm leaving... Chi Boyu, we're not done yet."

Chi Zhong sneered and said, "I'll be with you anytime."

The farce came to an end just like that.

Zhu Dao left in anger, while everyone in the pavilion laughed loudly.

"Sir, this Jingzhao Chizhong Chiboyu is the queen of Sanfu's distinguished family..."

Seeing that Zhu Dao had left, Shi A introduced him to Cao Peng.

"Chi? Which Chi?"

"That's the son of Emperor Ku, Yin Qi Zhi Chi (sound zi)."

Only then did Cao Peng realize that Chi Zhong Chi (zi) is Chi Zhong Chi.

The surname Chi is an extremely ancient surname. It is derived from the surname Ji, which comes from the son of Emperor Huang's great-grandson Di Ku. It is a surname given by the emperor.

According to legend, Emperor Ku, the great-grandson of the Yellow Emperor, fell in love with his daughter Jian at first sight and gave birth to Yin Qi.

Emperor Shun was very happy and gave Yin Qi the title of Zi, also known as the Zi family and the Chi family. His descendants took the Chi family as their surname, which has a very long history. However, by the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Chi family was divided into three branches.

In Xichuan, Jingzhao and Bingzhou. Chizhong came from the Chi family of Jingzhao, but his family had long declined. He was good at martial arts, chivalrous and excellent in swordsmanship. He was also one of the famous swordsmen in Luoyang.

There are three great swordsmen in Luoyang now, and the number one one is of course Shi A.

Next are Zhu Dao, who has just left, and Chi Zhong, who remains in the pavilion. The two are equally matched, and there is a slight gap, so they are not very harmonious.

After Chizhong and Cao Peng saw each other, they sat down aside.

Cao Peng found that the way Chi Zhong looked at Yue Guan was a bit strange.

There was love, admiration, and some indescribable feelings. But Yue Guan didn't seem to be aware of these.

"Snow lotus, why don't you bring me the apricot blossom wine I just brewed?"

Yue Guan smiled and sat down aside.

As she finished speaking, a bhikkhu in black robes came in holding a jar of wine.

This bhikkhu was younger than Yue Guan, about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was indeed very beautiful and pretty. In full view of everyone, she seemed a little shy and put the wine jar in the middle of the banquet.

"Master, do you have any more instructions?"

"Just step back."

"Guan Guan, it's been a while since we last met, and Snow Lotus has indeed become more and more iconic."

Zhang Liang chuckled and watched the nun in silk clothes exit the pavilion.

Yue Guan's eyes were as charming as silk, and he glanced at Zhang Liang, "Zhang Yuanan, Xuelian is devoted to cultivation, so don't make bad ideas or break her heart."

"Hahaha, since Guan Guan ordered me, how could Zhang Liang not obey?"

Cao Peng almost choked.

Is this a monk?

Why does it make people feel like they are mommies in a nightclub...

He looked towards Yueguan and couldn't help but feel strange in his heart: Could it be that this Chrysanthemum Temple is a place that hides filth and people's evil and sells dog meat like sheep's heads?

"Sir, don't bother with that Chrysanthemum Fairy.

She has very good skills. If she doesn't do it right, she will make people confused... I originally wanted to introduce you to some local gang leaders, but I don't want to..."

Tuantou was the title given to the leader of local ruffians during the Han and Tang dynasties, similar to a gangster brother.

Cao Peng nodded and said softly: "I don't like this kind of woman, she's not as cute as my Xiaoluan and Xiaohuan... she's just coquettish."

Shi A heard this and immediately laughed.

"Young Master is right, the Chrysanthemum Fairy is indeed like this."

"Since Master Guan has brought all the apricot blossom wine, why don't Tzuyu play a song on the harp to repay Master Guan for his kindness?"

Zhang Taidun looked arrogant, and after taking a big sip of wine, he said, "Since Mr. Xuanshuo has his destiny, how can Ziyu not obey. However, Mr. Xuanshuo still needs to get the Feng Shou Qin."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Xuan Shuo said and gave three high fives.

"Mo Yan, go get my Phoenix-headed Qin."

"As ordered..."

There was a response from outside the pavilion, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

Yue Guan took a sip of wine, his face was reddish, and he stretched his waist seemingly lazily and delicately. Then he unbuttoned one of the loose clothes, revealing half of his white and slender neck.

Zhang Liang and Zhang Tai couldn't help but swallowed, showing greed. On the other hand, Chi Zhong frowned slightly, snorted slightly, lowered his head, and drank to himself without making a sound.

Xuan Shuo also didn't react, or was he used to it? Have he seen it too many times?

With a faint smile on that ugly face, he raised his glass to invite Cao Peng for a drink. Cao Peng raised his hand, toasted with Xuan Shuo from afar, and drank it all in one gulp.

Today, the people at the White Horse Temple translation desk are really weird.

But the weirdest thing is not Chizhong or Yue Guan, but the seemingly profound Qing of White Horse Temple, Yuan Xuanshuo.

Why do you say that?

Cao Peng felt that Xuan Shuo was no ordinary monk.

It gave him more of a feeling that Xuan Shuo seemed to be a planner. A quiet planner who held a high position and controlled the overall situation... He had seen that kind of demeanor in Guo Jia and also in Xun You.

Yes. Of course, Xuan Shuo seems to be inferior to people like Guo Jiaxunyou, but the way he moves his hands and feet gives people the feeling that he is not an ordinary monk. This guy is a person with a story!

While thinking about it, there was a sound of footsteps outside the pavilion.

A young monk walked into the pavilion holding a guqin.

This young man is quite thin and not tall. His dark eyes are constantly moving, showing a sense of intelligence.

"Xiao Mo, how are you doing lately?"

Zhang Liang asked with a smile.

It seemed that he was very familiar with this monk.

"This guy's name is Mo Yan, and he's also a very knowledgeable person.

He was a little thief in Luoyang at first, but later he came to Baima Temple for some unknown reason. However, this guy is a gambler and owes us thousands of dollars. If it weren't for Mr. Xuan Shuo's sake, I would have discounted his dog.

Legs. He is a smart person, but his character..."

Shi A sat next to Cao Peng and introduced Cao Peng softly.

Cao Peng smiled and said nothing.

Mo Yan seemed very shy and timid.

He put down his guqin and said to Zhang Liang, "I'm thinking of you, sir."

Then, he didn't even dare to look at Shi A, lowered his head and walked out.

Cao Peng couldn't help but thought: This White Horse Temple is really a weird place...

Zhang Tai set up the piano, tuned the strings, and sat upright. The previous appearance of a disciple was suddenly gone, replaced by a state of tranquility. After a while, he plucked the strings with his fingers, and the melodious sound of the piano was heard.

The sound echoed in the pavilion. During this time, Cao Peng, under Huang Yueying's training, did understand some music theory. When asked to play the piano, he knew nothing about it. But if he just listened, he could pick up some knowledge.

Phoenix seeks phoenix...

This is Sima Xiangru's "Feng Qiu Huang".

Cao Peng turned his head and glanced at Shi A, and found that Shi A was tapping the time lightly, listening to it with great interest.

This is really a romantic era. Even the fucking gangster leader can understand the rhythm... Those big guys in later generations are really shameful.

When the song ended, everyone cheered in unison.

Zhang Tai seemed to have regained some confidence and glanced at Cao Peng with some pride.

"Guan Jushi, how are you?"

"Tzuyu's piano skills are truly superb."

Zhang Tai smiled and said to Cao Peng: "Mr. Cao, I heard that Mr. Kong Ming is very good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting. Since the young master wants to be a disciple of Mr. Kong Ming, I think he must be good at playing the piano. Today we have a chance to get together, why don't you play the piano for me?

What about waiting for a feast?"

This is obviously a provocation.

Shi A narrowed his eyes and flashed a sharp look.

Cao Peng patted his arm gently to signal him to calm down.

"Tzuyu's piano is very wonderful, but it is only about technique and craftsmanship. Peng is not good at music, but he once heard someone playing the piano and thought it was the sound of nature. At that time, Xun Xiuruo in Yingchuan, Zhang Zibu in Pengcheng, and Zhang Zibu in Dongcheng

Lu Zijing and King Jingxing of Kuaiji were all there, and they were all amazed.

At that time, Mr. Xiuruo commented: After Bo Jie, he will be the best."

You want to compete with me on musical rhythm? Bah, I'm trying to play with your connections... The people who listen to the piano with me are either celebrities all over the world, or people in high positions and with great power. You're just playing music.

, who qualifies me to play the piano? Just these names can scare you to death.

Everyone here is not a fool.

After listening to Cao Peng's words, everyone showed respect.

The names mentioned by Cao Peng may mean that Lu Su is less famous. Others, such as Xun Yan and Zhang Zhao, are indeed famous.

Zhang Tai's face turned red and he couldn't say a word.

And Shi A, a strange smile appeared on his face...

Mr. Cao's power of speaking and speaking, even if Su Qin and Zhang Yi were reincarnated, they would still be willing to lose.

This person is usually very cool and arrogant, and his eyes are higher than his head. Today, being humiliated by the young master is really very satisfying, very satisfying...


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