Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 3 Fight, fight hard, fight to the death!
"The matter of marriage is related to the reputation of my noble family, how can you allow you to talk nonsense..."

Kong Qing said that Yang Mudan's red luan star is moving, and the marriage will be next year. After this sentence was spoken, Yang Mudan hadn't spoken yet. After paying the usual money, she had been standing silently behind Yang Mudan, trying to kill her with her eyes. Kong Qing's steward, Xixiang, jumped out without hesitation and said in a threatening tone.

"It should be noted that my family's nobles are no better than those vulgar women and village girls. They can let you liars freely agitate your lips and talk nonsense."

Kong Qing's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the other party lightly, feeling very puzzled...

Is this guy out of his mind?

Did I kill his father or rob his wife? Why am I chasing and biting myself like a mad dog?
Seeing that Kong Qing didn't speak, Xixiang became even more energetic.

"Why don't you speak anymore, liar, have you been hit by me..."

"This lady..."

Kong Qing shook the whisk in his hand, and turned his head in disregard, completely ignoring the fact that the steward in front of him who was looking at him with hatred did not exist. Said.

"Although Pindao is young, he has also been taught the true method by a master in the mountains. He understands yin and yang, understands human affairs, knows the before and after, and understands everything. Although the eldest lady and you have met Pindao for the first time, you will rest in the rest of your life... ..."

Kong Qing opened his eyes, raised his snow-white hand, and shook it a few times with a leisurely expression.

"...The poor Taoist has a lesson, no difference at all!"

"Really? Daoist Master, you are so powerful..."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, a certain girl standing behind Yang Mudan with a bun was secretly looking at Kong Qing's face, and the little girl who saw her red cheeks immediately jumped out happily.

"Then tell me, what's my name...what's my wife's name?"

"Cuiqiao..."

After hearing her little maid's words, Yang Mudan immediately gave her little maid a shy look. "Don't talk nonsense! Aren't you trying to embarrass this Taoist leader on purpose?"

"How can this be considered difficult?"

Following a strange voice, a round monk in cassock squeezed in from outside the crowd, first echoed the little maid, then raised one hand and bowed slightly to Yang Mudan.

"Since this little Daoist dares to set up a divination booth in front of the gate of my Zhuangyan Temple, he must not even be able to figure out such trivial things as the background of several nobles, isn't he a liar?"

After seeing this monk appear, the manager Xixiang, who was full of presence, couldn't wait to jump out again as if he had seen a savior.

"Master Fazheng, you came at the right time! Not only did this liar dare to set up a stall in front of the gate of Zhuangyan Temple, but he actually charged the whole amount of money for a single calculation. It's disgusting!"

"What, consistent money?"

After hearing what the coachman said, the fat monk almost gasped.

"so much……"

"is not that right……"

It seemed that the coachman who had met his savior proudly poked at the banner behind Kong Qing with his hand.

"Look, Master Fazheng, the price is hanging on the wall behind him. It's consistent and accurate!"

The fat monk looked at the banner behind Kong Qing following the direction of the coachman's finger, and then nodded silently.

That's right, it is indeed a consistent footwork!
Of course, the fat monk selectively ignored the previous sentence about not being able to buy a piece of land, just bragging about Boyi. Everyone knows what's going on, so don't believe it!

"Monk Fazheng..."

After seeing the appearance of the fat monk, Yang Mudan, who was sitting in front of the tapestry, blushed slightly, stood up and nodded slightly to the fat monk, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, as if she had been punished for cheating in an exam. The teacher catches the student the same.

In fact, the truth is similar!

Yang Mudan, a noble lady who created a pious Buddhist figure, not only asked a Taoist priest to tell a fortune, but was also caught by the monk Wei Nafazheng of the Zhuangyan Temple. This really made Yang Mudan feel a little uneasy.

If this guy makes a small report to the Buddha, won't his time to become a Buddha have to be postponed for a few lifetimes?
"..."

Before the fat monk could reply and speak, Xixiang, the steward next to him, jumped up in an uproar, grabbed the fat monk's cassock with a familiar face, put his head close to the Fazheng monk, and said in a low voice.

"Noble...Master Fazheng, you can call my eldest lady noble, otherwise, as soon as you reveal the identity of my eldest lady, there will be a little liar on the other side who will immediately say that he figured it out... ..."

The corner of Kong Qing's mouth twitched silently.

I didn't see it, this steward Xixiang is really a little clever ghost!

With such a profound Taoism, do you need to use these words that can't be put on the table?
At this time, Manager Xixiang, who successfully prevented the fat monk Fazheng from revealing their identities, seemed to feel that he had done a great thing, and said to Kong Qing triumphantly.

"This little liar...Since the Taoist priest said just now that he knows everything, you can take a lesson in what he said, such as I wait for a rest, and you can make no difference.

But let's not count that far, we definitely don't know what will happen in the future, so let's ask this 'little' Taoist priest to tell us about our past.

It just so happens that Master Fazheng from Zhuangyan Temple is also here, and you can act as a witness, if you are right, you can be considered worthy of my nobleman's consistent footsteps..."

While talking, Xixiang also pretended to be bold and bowed to the idlers who watched the fun around him.

"What do you guys think of what XX said?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the virtuous (idle) people who gathered around to watch the excitement all echoed.

"That's right, since the little Taoist priest dares to charge you a lot of money to give advice, this trivial matter must be nothing to worry about..."

"If you don't even know your origins, then what else is it..."

"It's great to have Master Fazheng from Zhuangyan Temple as a witness..."

"Yes, little Taoist, tell me, who is he?"

"..."

"Thank you all..."

Amidst the clamor of idlers watching the excitement, Xixiang, the steward of Yang's mansion, was still triumphantly bowing his hands to the surroundings, as if he had won, and when he turned to Monk Fazheng, He clasped his fists in both hands respectfully, and bowed at ninety degrees.

"Because this place is in front of the Zhuangyan Temple, Master Fazheng is invited to be a witness!"

When Xixiang was bowing, he looked over from Kong Qing's point of view, and happened to see him winking at this monk named Fazheng, as if to make some secret signal.

Sure enough, right after Steward Xixiang finished squinting his eyes, Monk Fazheng spoke up immediately.

"Although the poor monk is an outsider, as the benefactor said, this place belongs to the Zhuangyan Temple, so even though the poor monk is not virtuous, he can barely bear witness!"

"Thank you, Master!"

After Monk Fazheng finished speaking, Steward Xixiang seemed to have found his backbone, turned his head to look at Kong Qing, and said in an aggressive tone.

"Please, 'little' Daoist, who are we, where is our family, and what is our origin... If you can tell the truth today, it's all right, if you're not right..."

The coachman rolled up his sleeves and shook his fist at Kong Qing.

"...Don't blame a certain family for blowing up your stall together with everyone present under the witness of Master Fazheng."

Kong Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression displeased.

At this time, even a fool can see that the driver in front of him is deliberately looking for trouble!

"Xixiang..."

Originally, Monk Fazheng discovered that she was secretly looking for Taoist priests for fortune-telling, so Yang Mudan, who was in a state of anxiety, looked confused. She didn't expect it at all, and she didn't notice it all at once. The entourage sent by her nephew to worship Buddha with her jumped out and did it Such a hand.

What is he trying to do?
Yang Mudan peeked at the handsome little Taoist priest in front of her, and said angrily.

"When can it be your turn to intervene in my affairs?"

"This one is also afraid that the eldest lady will be deceived by others,"

After the appearance of Monk Fazheng, Manager Xixiang seemed to have a backbone at once. Facing the angry Yang Mudan, he even twisted his neck and put on an upright look.

"Nowadays saints are good at Taoism, so there are more and more fake Taoist priests in Chang'an City these years, making the city a mess. Fortunately, these fake Taoist priests have actually deceived our Hongnong Yang family. In the past, those great Buddhist monks had long since..."

Snapped!
Before Xixiang finished speaking, he saw Kong Qing who was standing behind the hexagram booth had jumped up and jumped out of the table of the hexagram booth. When his body was still in midair, the knife on his back An ancient sword that looked like bronze had already appeared in his hand, and the scabbard that looked like bronze was slapped across his face.

After a crisp sound, the 'upright' steward Xixiang was beaten 360 degrees in the air, a pia fell to the ground, two teeth fell out of his mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Swish!
Kong Qing's body spun in the air and fell to the ground calmly. After the ancient bronze sword spun around in his hand, it came back behind him again, with a chic posture as if it was a sword fairy. .

"color!"

Just when Kong Qingteng came out and overturned Yang Mudan's entourage, Xixiang, with a scabbard in a short time, there was a loud applause from the idlers around, The eyes of Yang Mudan on the opposite side of the stall and the little maid behind him looked at Kong Qing like little stars.

Don't look at Xixiang's desperate clamor here, pulling these virtuous (idle) people around him together with him, but to be honest, you idle and panic-stricken spectators have no position for such a thing!
As the old saying goes, watching the excitement is never a big deal!

Especially in this kind of street where there is a disagreement and the direct action is involved, and it also involves wealthy slaves and monks and priests...

The spectators enjoyed watching it so much, did they?

It is simply the plot of a legendary storybook!
beat!Go on!Hit it to death!
　In ancient times, if the master's family was cruel, the lives of slaves and servants would be miserable.And if the master’s family is weak, they will be bullied by slaves. Mrs. Rong Guo Yang Mudan was a very weak person in history. After the death of the warrior Xun, the slaves who were in charge of her food at that time dared not give him her food...

　　
　
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