Chapter 102: Dismount the horse, the general tests Shaobai
Li Xiaolin was not in the mood to go shopping anymore. He said that he was going to find all four of his family members to organize the street self-defense force, and also to organize his escort agency that had been idle for more than half a month, but Qian Qian
Don't let Old Man Bi find any loopholes, otherwise his thousand-year practice of Nanquan will be ruined.
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw Li Xiaolin's anxious look.
"Does Mr. Nanquan have anything to do with General Nabi?"
When Qin Shaobai asked, the expressions of Song Ci and Zhao Tian changed.
The atmosphere immediately became tense.
"I have to prepare my own camp now. Zhi Lun is from our Imperial City Department. If Zhi Lun has any clues and is caught by General Na Bi, I will have no place to put my face."
With that said, Zhao Tian rode on Bai Xue and ran towards the self-prepared camp in the north of Lu Zhilun City.
Qin Shaobai could only stare at Song Ci with doubtful eyes.
"Don't ask me. I'm not Chaoyang. How can I know so many unknown secrets?"
Song Ci said and walked forward.
Qin Shaobai could naturally tell that Song Ci was trying to avoid him, but he had learned his lesson now and knew that if others didn't want to say anything, forcing him to do so would be false.
Three steps merged into two steps, and he caught up with Song Ci.
Seeing that he was no longer obsessed with the previous question, Song Ci immediately relaxed his brows, patted his shoulder, and said softly,
"Don't listen to Mr. Li to scare you. General Bi is the son of Wuyi doctor Bi Jin. Bi Jin is a subordinate of General Yue Fei and has made great contributions to our Song Dynasty. Therefore, the Bi family has been loyal and loyal for generations, which is really worthy of admiration.
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Qin Shaobai thought to himself, it's you who keep complaining about Bi Zaiyu's difficulty in getting along with him. I'm extremely looking forward to meeting this unparalleled hero.
You know, it is really a great honor to work with famous people from hundreds of years ago.
The two of them continued walking to the market while talking.
Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were not many stalls on the street. People coming and going were rushing to the top of Yanshan Mountain to attend the temple fair.
"Shaobai, are you interested in praying to a Buddha, getting a divination or something?"
In the past, Qin Shaobai would have dismissed Song Ci's suggestion.
He has always believed that man can conquer heaven, and praying for Buddha and immortality is not as good as praying for yourself.
However, when Song Ci said these words, Jin Zhaoning's beautiful face suddenly came to his mind.
No matter what happens to Jin Zhaoning now, he hopes she can be safe and happy.
By the way, there are two female dolls. We should also pray to Bodhisattva to bless them to grow up healthily, and also pray for Luo Baotou to have a long and healthy life.
Well, there is also Xiaolan.
Qin Shaobai suddenly didn't know what to ask for Xiaolan.
She was so strong that Qin Shaobai felt that she didn't need any care from him at all.
Forget it, just pray for her to marry a good man one day.
Kneeling in front of the Maitreya Buddha, Qin Shaobai read the names of everyone around him. Even Li Xiaolin's four sons prayed for a smile every day for them.
I prayed to the Buddha, took the incense from the abbot of Wugen Temple, and went to the big incense burner outside the temple to put incense.
"Master Qin, Master Song." The little novice monk fawningly drove away the people burning incense. "This is the best location."
When Qin Shaobai saw that the woman who had been squeezed away looked at him very dissatisfied, he was about to scold the little novice monk, but Song Ci stopped him with his eyes.
"Sister-in-law." Qin Shaobai simply called the woman to stop, "You must be praying for the safety of your family. This direction is the most conducive to safety. Come on, come and offer incense."
The woman was originally very angry, but she was surprised and happy to see Lord Qin take the initiative to give up her seat. She quickly thanked him and put the incense stick on it.
"Master Qin is really different."
An old man walked out of the crowd. He was tall and tall, probably in his fifties, but he didn't have a single gray hair, and his eyes were very bright. It seemed that just one look at them could make people's hearts tremble.
He must have been a heroic and extraordinary person when he was young.
Song Ci was startled and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the old man's look.
"Old sir, you're very grateful." Qin Shaobai was shocked by the old man's high energy and quickly clasped his fists in thanks.
This old man actually looks more imposing than Nanquan Li Xiaolin, especially his steady steps when walking, which are simply more steady than a strong man.
"I just came to Nanyang today, and I heard the children singing on Nanyang Street. The song seemed to be about the Nanyang County Magistrate. I was particularly interested in this Nanyang County Magistrate. I didn't expect to be so lucky.
Amid the fragrance, I met the legendary Lord Qin."
The old man waved his hand back, and someone immediately brought a wooden stool.
The old man was not polite to others. He sat down on the wooden bench. Seeing everyone standing awkwardly, he smiled slightly and said: "I am old and my waist hurts after standing for a long time. Don't take it off, sir."
Song Ci opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she heard the old man snort, she was so frightened that she quickly retracted her words and stood aside obediently.
Qin Shaobai felt very strange when he saw the old man sitting calmly and calmly, with his eyes only staring at himself, and the eyes with a slight smile seemed to be full of provocation.
As soon as the old man said that people need a place to rest when they are old, everyone around them started to agree.
There are actually people shouting: "Master Qin, this old man is right, there should be a place for people to rest in front of this temple."
As soon as someone shouted, more and more people started to cheer.
The old man didn't speak, but took a cup of tea from the person behind him, took a sip of it gracefully, and then looked at Qin Shaobai quietly.
Haha, you really came to trouble me.
Qin Shaobai secretly laughed in his heart, but there was a smile on his face:
"Old man, fellow villagers, what you said is right. Shaobai did not do well. Shaobai should consider that the villagers come to burn incense and worship Buddha. After walking so many roads and climbing such high mountains, the elderly and infirm need a rest.
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As Qin Shaobai spoke, he went to observe the environment of the temple.
Qin Shaobai's turn was nothing, but it aroused the old man's interest. He stood up and followed Qin Shaobai.
Song Ci originally wanted to stay quietly and not provoke the old man.
But now he discovered that Qin Shaobai was really causing trouble, and the old man seemed to be more and more interested in Qin Shaobai, so he had no choice but to follow them around.
Most of the people who came to burn incense recognized the two adults of Qin and Song Dynasties. They saw them walking around an old man in front of and on the right outside the temple, walking and stopping, and they all stood there and watched curiously.
If there are good things going on, just follow along.
As a result, fewer people burned incense and worshiped Buddha, and more and more people followed in circles.
Qin Shaobai walked around twice. He finally had a preliminary understanding of this temple and had a preliminary idea in his mind. He was about to go to the abbot to discuss it. When he looked up, he saw the abbot following him.
There was a long queue, but there were only a few novice monks standing helplessly in front of the incense burner.
Qin Shaobai laughed and said to the young monks: "It seems that everyone still has opinions on the appearance of your Wugen Temple. It needs to be changed, it needs to be created, it needs to be changed."
"Master Qin."
The abbot of Wugen Temple came out and said, "What Mr. Qin said is absolutely true. However, this temple only started to have some fragrance last year. How can we have money to rebuild it?"
"Abbott, don't worry about this." The old man had already turned around and smiled at the abbot: "Master Qin just turned around here a few times, and he already has a way to solve the problem you mentioned."
Qin Shaobai smiled and helped the old man to his stool, took another cup of tea and handed it to him: "Old man, you are very grateful. However, there is only such a temple in Nanyang County, and people in Nanyang County have to come to worship this Maitreya Buddha.
To make everyone laugh, of course I, the magistrate of Nanyang County, have to do something to express my feelings."
"I wonder how Mr. Qin will express his feelings?" The old man refused to give in at all and pressed forward step by step.