Fang Yiai felt that her intelligence had been insulted.
So he put down his choice and said: "I quit, this can't be done!"
Du He was not in a hurry, and directly took out the slip that Fang Yiai had just made, and said: "Young Master Fang, you don't have to do it, but it is clearly written on the slip. If you don't obey the arrangement, you will have to strip naked."
After three days of wandering around Chang'an City, actually, I would rather see you strip naked and wander around Chang'an than you being a salesperson... Why don't we set off to Chang'an from Qichen now? Don't worry, if you are serious
As promised, I will erase the fraction of the 1.11 million yuan and convert it into one million yuan for you, and I will not double the interest for half a year. What do you think?"
Fang Yiai's expression changed on the spot.
When he signed the document just now, his mind was dizzy.
Basically, Du He writes whatever he says.
At that time, he didn't think this condition was a big deal.
Now that I think about it...that bitch Du He is not a human being!
big liar!
After a while, he raised his head with difficulty and said, "Okay, why don't I go sell combs?"
He hugged the box and turned around and walked out with full of resentment.
…
Chang'an.
Liang Guogong Mansion.
Mrs. Fang has shed tears these past few days.
Even though she was eating at the moment, she couldn't help but shed tears, and murmured: "I don't know how Yi'ai is doing at the moment. Will he be bullied in Hu County? My poor son..."
Fang Xuanling said displeasedly: "It's a woman's kindness, madam, don't worry. Prime Minister Du and I are close friends. Du He and I also have a close relationship. Moreover, this time I will send my love to you."
In Huxian County, Du He also cheated me and took 10,000 yuan from me. I was a little unhappy at the time. Thinking about it afterwards, I felt that Du He did it on purpose. After he accepted the money, he would definitely treat his beloved wife well.
, I will never bully my beloved."
"Master, are you telling the truth?" Mrs. Fang asked worriedly, "But, I have heard from the family members of the ministers in this court that Du He is not a good person!"
"It also depends on who you are talking about. I am the left prime minister, but Du He has a lot of courage. Does he dare to bully Yi Ai?" Fang Xuanling said proudly.
"That's right!" Mrs. Fang thought for a moment and nodded, "The master is right."
So, the family began to eat happily.
…
"Jun Gong, Mr. Fang is back." Ma Zhou hurriedly walked into the yard and reported to Du He who was eating beef.
Du He quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "What was the result of the battle? Mr. Fang is extremely intelligent, so he will succeed immediately. I will not misjudge the person."
Ma Zhou had a strange look on his face, "My lord, you'd better see for yourself!"
With that said, Ma Zhou got out of the way.
Du He looked up and saw Fang Yiai holding a box, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, like a pig's head.
"My Cao..." Du He was shocked, "Mr. Fang, what's wrong with you?"
Fang Yiai said in a leaky voice: "I was beaten... I went to Zenjue Temple to sell combs to them. Those monks said that I was going to cause trouble and humiliate them, so dozens of people gathered around and beat them.
I beat you! Du He, you big liar, you are just playing tricks on me!"
Fang Yiai was very emotional.
Du He said with a smile: "Master Fang, you have disappointed me. I just praised you in front of Lao Ma, saying that you were extremely smart. I never thought that you were so stupid."
"No, you are lying... Du He, this task is impossible to accomplish. How could a monk need a comb? You are just kidding me. If you don't give me another task, I will definitely be able to do it well." Fang Yiai
He yelled unwillingly.
Du He asked: "Master Fang, do you think this task cannot be completed?"
"yes!"
"Then you are wrong. This task seems really difficult... Most people can't do it, but it doesn't mean that salesmen can't do it. You have become a salesperson in Hu County. You are the first professional salesperson in Datang.
If you can't even do such a small thing, what qualifications do you have to be a salesperson?" Du He's face darkened and he scolded.
Fang Yiai muttered in a low voice: "Speak as if you can."
"Master Fang, today I will convince you. If you think it is impossible, I will let you open your eyes." Du He sneered.
Fang Yiai looked up and asked excitedly: "Are you going to Zenjue Temple to sell combs?"
"Exactly!"
"Impossible... you can't do it," Fang Yiai's trembling voice sounded, "You are not allowed to use your name to oppress others, let alone let others know that you are the magistrate of Hu County. What do you think?"
"good."
Afterwards, Du He took several disguised guards, Ma Zhou and others, plus Fang Yiai, and the group left the county government office and headed straight to the south of the city.
At dusk, everyone arrived at Zenjue Temple.
Du He and the people around him were all dressed as pilgrims. Fang Yiai even changed his clothes and wore a bamboo hat. Otherwise, he would really not dare to enter the temple. Otherwise, he might be beaten again if he was recognized.
Zenjue Temple is not big, and there are not many pilgrims offering incense. At dusk, it looks a bit deserted, with only a few people coming in and out.
Du He strode across the door, walked around the hall where the Buddha statues were enshrined, and said to a young monk, "I want to see your abbot!"
The monk replied: "Donor, the abbot is busy and does not accept guests."
"Just tell him if he wants to make Zenjue Temple more prosperous. I will only give him one stick of incense, and I will leave after one stick of incense." Du He said lightly.
When the young monk saw Du He's extraordinary bearing, he thought he was a rich man from a wealthy country, so he hurried to report it.
After a while, I saw an old monk with a solemn expression walking out.
When he saw that Du He was just a young man, he showed an unhappy look.
Before the abbot could speak, Du He took the lead and said, "Are you the abbot of Zenjue Temple?"
The abbot was stunned and said, "That's right, the poor monk Famang."
"Huh, you are indeed a faman. Do you know that you are blaspheming the Buddha?" Du He snorted and asked coldly.
Fa Mang was a little confused and asked quickly: "I wonder what the donor said? As the abbot of Chanjue Temple, the poor monk knew that all the people in the temple were Buddhist disciples. They devoted themselves to the Buddha and had great respect for the Buddha. How could he blaspheme it?
What did the Buddha say?"
Swish.
Du He turned around, pointed at the two pilgrims who were worshiping Buddha and offering incense at the entrance of the hall, and said: "Zen Master Famang, take a look for yourself... It is a good thing that these good men and women come to pray to Buddha and worship Buddha, but look at them.
One by one, they walked the same route and arrived in front of the Buddha statue, but they were unkempt and disheveled. What kind of appearance was this? Isn't this a blasphemy to the Buddha?"
When the people around heard this, they saw, as expected, these dusty pilgrims. Although they were neatly dressed, their hair was messed up and their faces were dirty because of the rush.
At this time, Du He suddenly said: "As the saying goes, if you don't have colored sounds and so on outside, and don't have any delusional thoughts internally, then you are called a witness. When you are certified, you are not allowed to think about it, and you are called un-certified. When you are un-certified,
You should not think without proof, it is called without proof. Master Famang, if you think this matter is not important, then you cannot be considered a monk, I am afraid you are only a dabbler."
Fa Mang originally looked down upon Du He, but in his opinion, a young man who knew enough to respect the Buddha should do so.
However, when he heard Du He's words, he was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body was dumbfounded.
…
(The fourth update is presented,) (To be continued)