Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 23 The water in this is very deep, you can't hold it
The shadow of the firefly rushed to the curtain and fell, and the sound of insects hugged and chanted.Lou Gao thinks of fishing together, Siyuan wants to hunt together.

It's hard to get rid of sorrow at night, and it's hard to hate every autumn.The moss on the snail is slippery, and the crane steps on the deep emerald pond.

On this cold night, in the monk's house of the Zhuangyan Temple, a burly leader who was robbed but was robbed had already changed his night clothes into a gray monk's robe, and was lowering his head tremblingly. .

Sitting cross-legged on the futon in front of him was a fat middle-aged monk.

If Kong Qing was also here, he would have discovered that this middle-aged monk was actually Venerable Fazheng of the Zhuangyan Temple that he had appeared during the day when he was telling Yang Mudan's fortune.

"Jing Yan, you are really an idiot..."

Monk Fazheng turned the number beads in his hand, squinted his eyes, and looked at the burly monk in front of him like a poisonous snake.

"Nai Weng asked you to follow that little Taoist priest, and find an opportunity to arrest him and send him back to Zhuangyan Temple. Who told you to provoke that Kunlun Numoli, you said... why did you bother to provoke him?"

"Because that old guy is a living cash cow..."

Although the monk Jingyan lowered his head, when he talked about the Kunlun Numoli, his tone became agitated. "Boss Hong Lei, you don't know..."

"What did you call me?"

Before he could finish speaking, the fat monk had already interrupted him with a sullen tone.

"Do you want Nai Weng to remind you, what should you call me here?"

"Uncle... Master Uncle Fazheng..."

After hearing the fat monk's cold words, Monk Jing Yan's body trembled reflexively, and he quickly changed his words.

"Um...Uncle Fazheng, the reason I did it is because Jingming found out about a very important matter. Did you know that that Kunlun slave named Mo Li could actually make five stone powder? craftsmanship.

So, I just thought..."

"Pooh!"

After hearing Jing Yan's words, Monk Fazheng's expression changed, and he spit towards Wu Monk Jing Yan.

"Don't you think... Nai Weng sees that you just want to die. Let me ask you, do you know who that Kunlun slave is? Are you just trying to get his idea?"

"Isn't he just a servant of Yang Su's family back then?"

This burly monk, the monk's leading elder brother, Monk Jingyan, spoke cautiously.

"Junior Brother Jingming inquired about it in Guiyifang, and they all said that this Kunlun slave redeemed himself after Yang Xuangan's rebellion..."

"He...tui!"

This time, Monk Fazheng spit on Jing Yan's face in a precise mouthful.

"Young lady's slave, you redeem yourself, Naiweng said you are a fool and you still don't admit it..."

Although Monk Jing Yan lowered his head and wiped the spittle off his face with his sleeve, his face was very ugly, and he seemed a bit reluctant.

"You're still not convinced?"

Seeing Monk Jingyan's movements, Monk Fazheng looked left and right, as if he wanted to see what was convenient for him nearby, but after looking around, he didn't find anything suitable for his hand, so he Facing Jing Yan, he gritted his teeth and said.

"You are an idiot who can know how much a Kunlun slave who can make five stone powder is worth. Do you think the officials in the Sui Dynasty who raided Yang Xuangan's family were much stupider than you to let such a cash cow get rid of their status?" ?”

"what……???"

Monk Jingyan seemed a little confused.

"Those people in the Sui court are much stupider than me. At the beginning, Zhishilang Wang Bo swaggered around Daxing City for more than a month with the help of the boss Honglei...Master Uncle, but no one was arrested. Wasn't I the one who was with you at the time..."

Monk Fazheng stood up silently, without further ado, he kicked Monk Jingyan in the stomach.

puff!
After a muffled sound, Monk Jing Yan was kicked back two or three steps, and sat down on the ground.

"Idiot, don't casually mention Zhi Shilang Wang Bo to Nai Weng..."

Monk Fazheng looked at Monk Jingyan sternly, with a fierce look in his eyes. "If you can't control your mouth, Nai Weng, I can only help you control it."

"Yes, uncle, I know I was wrong..."

The kicked monk Jingyan looked at the ferocious Fazheng, trembled all over, and honestly admitted his mistake. "I will never mention it again."

"Um……"

Monk Fazheng seemed to be very satisfied with Monk Jingyan's attitude, and nodded slightly.

"Remember, Nai Weng is for your own good. This guy Wang Bo is about to have an accident. Anyone who gets involved with him at this moment will die..."

"what?"

Monk Jingyan said that in disbelief.

"How could it be? Didn't he already surrendered to Datang and became the governor of Qizhou? What else could happen to him?"

"Don't ask too much about this. The water inside is very deep, and you can't grasp it. If you slip your mouth outside, even you will be killed."

Monk Fazheng sternly said to Monk Jing Yan seriously.

"You just need to remember what Nai Weng I tell you to do in the future, and you will do it, understand?"

"Uh-huh……"

Although Jing Yan looked bewildered, it didn't stop him from expressing his loyalty without hesitation.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hong Lei...Uncle Fazheng, I will be loyal to you and keep my word."

"Nai Weng still believes in your loyalty,"

Monk Fazheng's tone slowed down, and he sat down on his futon again.

"Otherwise Nai Weng would not have given you Wang Bo's matter back then, but you only saw Wang Bo wandering around Daxing City without being arrested, so you didn't see Nai Weng give it to the Chang'an County Government and Daxing County Government. How much money was stuffed?"

"Put... money?"

Monk Jing Yan seemed completely unaware of this. "You even gave money to the people in the county government..."

"Nonsense, who will do things for you if you don't have money!"

Monk Fazheng grabbed the counting beads in his hand and turned them slowly.

"At that time, all the captors and fast hands in Chang'an and Daxing counties gave some money to Naiweng, and the condition was to help you, my uncle, and me to hide the fact that Zhishilang Wang Bo was in Daxing City. He was responsible for collecting the money at the time. The ones who were the ones were the scribes He from Chang'an County and the scribes Qian from Daxing County..."

"Oh!"

Monk Jingyan suddenly realized.

"No wonder at that time I saw those two guys often running to your uncle, it turned out to be the reason!"

"fool……"

Monk Fazheng snorted with disdain on his face.

"If it wasn't for Nai Weng sending money up and down to make all the captors and fast hands pretend to be deaf and dumb, even if he Zhishilang Wang Bo is a refined master, he would still be defeated in Daxing City..."

Monk Fazheng gave a sinister laugh, twisted the rosary in his hands, and said in a dark tone.

"Many things in this world are beyond your idiot's comprehension, so please remember Nai Weng, do whatever I tell you to do..."

"Understood, uncle!"

Monk Jing Yan stroked his bald head, and said convincingly.

"I understand!"

"now it's right……"

Monk Fazheng nodded, and then continued.

"Don't mess with that Kunlun slave who has mastered the way of an assassin. You just need to know that he was able to get out of the country back then, and it was definitely not a kindness from the court. The water inside is also very deep...

You just need to find a time to catch that little Taoist priest according to what I said, and don't do other superfluous things. "

"This... can I ask a question?" Monk Jingyan said cautiously. "Uncle, why are you arresting that little Taoist priest?"

"I can tell you that,"

Monk Fazheng twirled the beads with his hands, with a strange smile on his face.

"That little Taoist priest is a disciple of Taoist Xuancheng in Qingdu Guan, and that Taoist Xuancheng once had a close relationship with a nobleman when he was in Daxing City. Now that Xuancheng is dead, that nobleman is very likely to die when he loves the house and Wu. Treat Xuancheng's only disciple, that little Taoist priest differently. What we have to do is to subdue this little Taoist priest, and then use him to influence that nobleman..."

"Oh, I see,"

Monk Jingyan nodded again in a sudden realization. "Then Shishu, who is the noble person you mentioned..."

"You don't have to ask about that either,"

Monk Fazheng closed his eyes with an inscrutable expression on his face. "The water inside is just as deep..."

(End of this chapter)