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0526 Monk

Hearing this, Zhong Yao glanced at Yu Xian and smiled kindly, "The Imperial Master is naturally sensible. Since Fairy Qing won't take action, we have no worries. You may as well continue reading."

Yu Xian suddenly came to his senses. It seemed that these guys were also very cautious.

They were probably not sure what Qing Qingzi's attitude would be and came here specifically to seek tacit understanding.

If Qing Qingzi intervened without hesitation, it would probably force them to react passively.

Yu Xian felt a little weird in his heart.

It seems that Confucianism and Taoism are more concerned with the process of teaching calamity.

Both sides are working hard to maintain the integrity of this religious tribulation.

Yu Xian had a strong hunch that as long as he went to the White Horse Temple and destroyed those bronze mirrors, it would definitely have a major impact on this matter.

But Qing Qingzi not only disagreed, but also insisted on waiting for the person who should be robbed to arrive.

This feeling……

How come it feels a bit like I had gathered the triggering conditions in the Gourd of Fame?

So what are they planning?

Qing Qingzi got the clue and asked Zhong Yao calmly, "Where is he?"

Zhong Yao didn't hide anything after hearing this, "Some disciples reported that they saw a convoy ten miles east of Luoyang City. They didn't hide it. They said it was going to Baima Temple to obtain Buddhist scriptures and pray for the death of King Ai."

Yu Xian frowned when he heard this.

The Guai King mentioned by Zhong Yao is Liu Yi, King of Xiapi.

Liu Xuan's father, Liu Yi, experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion and abandoned the country for a time. Later, after the Yellow Turban Rebellion was put down, he died not long after returning to China.

After the ninety-year-old father died, only a six-year-old little prince Liu Yi was left.

It was so inconsistent that even if people at that time were simple, they would inevitably think too much about it.

But at this time, the war was in chaos, and there was no way to go and be more serious.

Besides, not long after he succeeded to the throne, the little prince died suddenly, making the truth of the matter even more confusing.

Therefore, there are inevitable contradictions in historical records.

One is to completely deny Liu Yi's existence and status.

——"At this year, the king of Xiapi passed away and had no children, so the country was wiped out. Strange grasses grew in the county and took the form of dragons, snakes, birds and beasts."

The other recognized Liu Yi's legal status.

——"The son mourns the death of King Yi, who has been dead for several months and has no children."

Judging from the archaeological results of later generations, the bones of a young child wearing gold jade clothes in the tombs of Xia Pi State are completely consistent with Liu Yi's posthumous title with the word "Ai".

only……

King Ai has been dead for several years, so why should he pray for blessings?

While Yu Xian was thinking wildly, Qing Qingzi cast his gaze over.

"What do you think, nephew?"

Yu Xian asked bluntly, "If I remember correctly, King Xiapi has been dead for some time. What is the point of praying for blessings at this time?"

Zhong Yao replied, "The Xiapi King branch originated from Emperor Ming, so they all have a good impression of Buddhism. The reason on the surface is the last wish of King Ai, but in fact everyone understands what a child can do

The heart toward Buddha.”

Yu Xian thought for a while, turned around and said to Qing Qingzi, "Fairy Qing, I plan to go and meet the Prime Minister of Xia Pi, Zuo Rong first."

Qing Qingzi obviously realized that the Confucian sect had taken the upper hand.

She nodded, looking at Yu Xian's meaningful warning, "Be careful yourself, I'm just here to watch the fun, don't get involved too deeply."

Yu Xian smiled and said, "Disciple understands."

Most of the reason why he went to look for Zuo Rong this time was to get out of Qing Qingzi's sight and take the opportunity to transfer Luo Shen's seal.

The plan was decided, and Yu Xian slowly rowed the bamboo raft towards the shore.

When they landed on the shore, Yu Xian waved to Qing Qingzi as a farewell.

As soon as he turned around, Qing Qingzi's voice rang in his heart.

——"It is easy to kill evil monks, but difficult to enlighten ignorant people."

——"This is not the fate of you and me, but the fate of the common people."

Yu Xian's heart trembled, but his face remained unchanged.



On the official road not far from Luoyang City, a long motorcade was slowly heading west.

This is exactly the group of people who went to Luoyang to pray for the deceased King Ai, Zuo Rong, the Prime Minister of the Xiapi Kingdom.

There were bursts of Buddhist music in the motorcade, which gave it an exotic look.

As if to express their piety, even the guards were shaved, revealing their dark blue bald heads in the sun.

The leader of the convoy was not a ranger with banners, but a few monks riding tigers.

There used to be not many pedestrians on this official road, but now that Hulao Pass has fallen, many people have abandoned their family businesses and traveled westward together, but there are still voices one after another.

Many people took a detour when they saw this strange convoy, and some of them were brave and couldn't help but follow and watch curiously.

After a short time of traveling, the convoy will stop and raise the stove to distribute rice porridge.

Many people who had left their hometowns were very hungry when they saw this, and they bravely came up to ask for a bowl.

The people who cook the rice porridge are all smiling monks, and sometimes they don't care about those who come to ask for it after they finish eating.

In addition, this convoy has official status and a strong escort force, and even some small powerful people are following it.

Although the journey was slow, some people gradually gathered.

Sometimes after eating, the monks were not in a hurry to leave. Instead, they sat cross-legged under the shade of the trees, smiling and telling some Buddhist stories, and occasionally received some words of encouragement.

The people came close to those kind words, and although they were ignorant, they gradually began to agree with them.

In addition, this convoy gave alms and rescued people along the way, and its words and deeds were consistent. It could also tame fierce tigers, which made it even more powerful.

When the monks were preaching, someone would pick up the conversation from time to time.

The smiling monks' faces became more kind-hearted. When they served porridge again, they picked the ones that looked familiar and took a few more bowls.

On this day, the monks finished serving porridge and were telling the story of Sakyamuni Buddha cutting his flesh to feed an eagle.

It is said that the Bodhisattva in the previous life of Sakyamuni Buddha encountered a hungry vulture chasing a pigeon. The pigeon was frightened and frightened, and when it saw the Bodhisattva, it threw itself into its arms and took refuge.

The vulture could not be pursued and could not get away. It showed a ferocious look and said to the Bodhisattva: "In order to save the life of the pigeon, are you going to let me die of hunger?"

The Bodhisattva asked the eagle, "What food do you need?" The eagle replied, "I want to eat meat."

Without saying a word, the Bodhisattva cut off the flesh on his arm to compensate...

While the monks were talking, they heard a neatly dressed middle-aged man in the crowd shaking his head and saying with a smile, "Master monk, the day before yesterday I heard you talk about sacrificing one's life to feed tigers, and today I heard you talk about cutting meat to feed eagles. But I don't believe it.

Just preach, why do you need to use these false words to exaggerate things?"

The monk looked up and recognized this person.

This is a wealthy family following the motorcade. The owner of this family is called Chen Tong. When he has nothing to do, he likes to hang out in front and listen to the stories of the monks.

This time, he couldn't help but interrupt.

When the monk heard this, he smiled and said, "This is recorded in the scriptures. It is true. Why exaggerate?"

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