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Chapter 343 Lu Zhishen: The poor monk is good at talking about marriage! 【Ask for monthly ticket】

"I always feel like the people at the counter have weird eyes."

Not far from Guanlan Mingshu Community, Li Yu walked out of the pharmacy with a newly bought small blue pill and a box of pregnancy test sticks, and couldn't help but muttered.

Professor Zhou, who was wearing slippers and hot pants, was so happy that he couldn’t stand up straight:

"Don't you say you are the savior every day? The savior has to endure the incomprehension of others..."

Li Yu held the medicine bag in one hand and held Tong Baobao's hand in the other and threatened:

"If you make fun of me again, I'll make you beg for mercy tonight!"

"I'm not laughing at you. There is a shop selling rock sugar gourds in front of you. Let's go buy some bunches?"

"Okay, no problem."

On the way there, Li Yu called Liu Xie:

"Wait at the B\u0026B for a while. Your wife and I will send the things there... Have you eaten?"

"Aunt Xiuhe made a bowl of hot pot shredded pork noodles for the students and just started eating."

As long as you're not hungry... Li Yu hung up the phone, thinking that his eldest apprentice hadn't eaten candied haws yet, so he was going to buy more.

There were only a few rock sugar gourds in a bunch, so Li Yu bought double portions of all the flavors and asked Liu Xie to take them there later to share some with his younger brother and sister-in-law, Cai Yan.

It is said that a newly pregnant person has no appetite, so the sweet and sour candied haws should make her appetite.

Zhou Ruotong bought some blueberries, grapes, oranges, grapefruits and other fruits suitable for pregnant women at the fruit shop next door. The couple drove back to the B\u0026B and saw Yue Fei also coming, sitting in the restaurant chatting with Liu Xie.

"Has Pengju eaten?"

"I just finished eating. My brother-in-law and Yang Zhi competed in archery skills and shot several yellow sheep. We made several pots of stew."

Li Yu handed over the newly bought small blue pill:

"Ma Ling will go back to the village to get medicine in a few days. Just give it to him then."

After speaking, he placed the pregnancy test stick in front of Liu Xie:

"Are you full? If not, I'll make something else."

"Thank you sir, the students are full."

Yue Fei was just about to ask what kind of medicine it was. When he saw the words on the medicine box, he wisely did not ask any more questions and quickly put it into his small shoulder bag with a blushing face.

Zhou Ruotong said to Liu Xie:

"I bought some fruits for Cai Yan that are suitable for pregnant women. They are all in the car. Take them to her when you leave. There are also some candied haws of sugar to take with you."

"Students obey!"

Li Yu sat down, looked at Yue Fei and said:

"Yan Qing and the others held a meeting in Zhending Mansion today, and I sat in on Nuwa Empress' side... They plan to take over the entire Zhending Mansion during the Lantern Festival. I think Xuande can go there in advance and pick some places along the way. Where the repeater antenna is set up.”

The repeater station can increase the signal of the walkie-talkie countless times. After taking over Zhending Mansion, a large radio signal tower will be built in the city to form a three-way communication linkage between Zhending Mansion-Qilin Village-Tokyo City.

Zhending City and Qilin Village are their own territory, and large signal towers will be built directly. If there are suitable places along the way, you can buy some large yards and set up small repeater antennas relying on big trees or mountain peaks.

This type of antenna is very simple. It looks like a pipe several meters high, but it can transmit the signal of the intercom very far, which is suitable for ancient society.

Of course, you can also directly occupy a mountain, build a large signal tower, build a solar farm, and then send a group of people to pretend to be bandits and bandits to guard it.

However, this matter is not too urgent. With Ma Ling, the divine horse, and Gongsun Sheng flying around, there is no big problem in delivering the news at the moment.

Unexpectedly, my husband could actually observe the meeting of Zhending Mansion. Yue Fei quickly said:

"The students will talk to the emperor when they get back."

After the Zhending Mansion is captured, the large forces in Qilin Village will gradually move there, and Zhou Tong, Chai Huangcheng and others will stay in Qilin Village and take care of themselves.

While several people were chatting in the restaurant, Li Zhong and Zhou Tong strolled over at the Changchun Street intersection of Zhending Mansion, carrying their respective bags.

Zhou Tong was quite excited. He would be able to get a sum of money and live in a luxurious place later... Take a bath first, dress himself up nicely, and then have a good sleep.

Damn, the Chase is infested with lice. I need to wash it with sulfur soap several times.

Li Zhong, on the other hand, was more pragmatic. As he walked, he took out the plasters he made and sold them along the street:

"The real tiger bone plaster can strengthen the body, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and can also treat infertility. Everyone is here to see it!"

But his enthusiasm did not bring in a single customer. Most of the people on the street were attracted by the fortune-telling stall across the street. They were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. They could not see the people inside and could only hear a single sound. Sound of praise:

"Old god, your calculations are too accurate, right?"

"You can actually see this? I've never mentioned it to anyone since I was a kid!"

"Old god, please accept my worship!"

"They all say that my son looks nothing like me. Can you help me take a look? I'll pay ten taels of silver!"

"..."

Li Zhong and Zhou Tong looked at each other and truly understood the meaning of "people deserve to be compared with others, but goods deserve to be thrown away".

Damn it, everyone comes from the same place. Fan Rui was invited into the Cao Mansion on a large sedan chair on his first day to preach. Qiao Daoqing became famous in the city within a few days of arriving at Zhending Mansion. Old fairy.

Even the quiet young Taoist priest Xie Yingdeng is said to have earned no less than a thousand taels of silver recently by walking around the streets to read Feng Shui.

Zhou Tong and Li Zhong worked hard for several days, and finally sold... five pairs of plasters, one of which was returned, saying that it had no effect on treating infertility.

"Put away your broken plaster, shame on you!"

Zhou Tong felt that even if he played with rocks on his chest on the street, it wouldn't be so miserable. He seriously doubted whether Li Zhong had ever sold plasters in the past.

Li Zhong was also aggrieved:

"I told you that tiger bone plaster has nothing to do with infertility, but you still don't believe it. You insist on asking me to do this... Come on, let's go in and take a look first."

It was already evening, but Qiao Daoqing was still surrounded by many customers. The two had no choice but to put away the plaster, pick up the pole, and squeeze into the crowd pretending to be watching the excitement.

As soon as they entered, Qiao Daoqing, who was dressed as an old man, suddenly pointed at Li Zhong, and then he was startled, making a "ho" sound in his mouth, and then collapsed to the ground and fainted.

My day, it doesn’t look like it’s just pretending. Is something really going wrong?

Li Zhong quickly put down his pole and planned to save people.

But the person next to me who was taking the children to see the fortune tellers quit:

"What are you doing? Don't touch the old god, he hasn't read my fortune yet."

Li Zhong was worried about Qiao Daoqing's condition and couldn't help but kick the man:

"Did you faint without even looking at it? It's important to send him to the hospital to save people immediately!"

"But what do you think of my appearance?"

Zhou Tong looked at the appearance and skin color of the father and son, and said seriously:

"You don't need to bother the old god, I can see clearly... Your wife has either stolen a man, or she was pregnant before marrying you. Anyway, this child has nothing to do with you... Get out of the way quickly, don't delay our rescue. people!"

Li Zhong carried Qiao Daoqing on his back and went straight to the nearby medical clinic. Zhou Tong cleaned up the fortune-telling stall and followed behind with a pole, muttering as he walked:

"A blind person can tell that it's not the two of you. You have to go around looking for people to ask questions. Isn't this just looking for trouble?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Daoqing suddenly said next to him:

"This person knows very well, but he just refuses to accept it, so he first offered to give me ten taels of silver, hoping that I would lie and help him get over the hurdle in his heart..."

Zhou Tong glanced at the old Taoist priest Li Zhong was carrying in front of him and was so frightened that he almost dropped the pole on his shoulders:

"Why are you here with me?"

"It's just an illusion, don't panic."

Although his job was to investigate intelligence as an undercover agent, Qiao Daoqing never gave up practicing martial arts, and even used the art of illusion to turn himself into an old man.

When he fainted just now, he immediately left the crowd and carefully observed his surroundings to see if his fortune-telling stall was being spied on by anyone.

When he came to the hospital, Qiao Daoqing was "rescued". He said a lot of thanks, paid the medical expenses, took out three hundred taels of silver from his luggage, and handed it to Li Zhong with both hands:

"I can't repay the kindness of saving my life. I will give these things from Ah Du to my two benefactors. Please don't dislike me!"

According to the setting in "Water Margin", one or twenty taels of silver is enough for a family to feed and clothe themselves for a whole year. Three hundred taels is a lot of money. Not to mention staying in a hotel, even if the two of them go undercover in Ma Lin The consumption of Nuanxianglou can also keep you busy for a while.

Li Zhong pretended to shirk the offer, then accepted it, then picked up a pole and left Changchun Street with Zhou Tong. He first went back to a budget hotel to settle the room bill, then chose a mid-range restaurant and asked for two upper rooms.

As soon as the two moved in, Qiao Daoqing and Xie Yingdeng appeared on the roof.

"The man by the window on the left side of the hall has been staring at the package on Li Zhong."

"After the two left the hospital, several little beggars followed them."

"When the hotel was settling the room bill, the owner's eyes clearly brightened. After they left, the owner immediately called a waiter and whispered something. He didn't know what he was talking about."

"..."

Soon, the two of them put together the information they obtained and came to a conclusion:

"Someone has already made a plan in the city. No matter whether it is overt or covert, as long as something special happens, it will be noticed... You won't meet your colleagues, right?"

The purpose of our side is to capture the Zhending Mansion, and then use this place as the foundation to go north to sweep away the foreign races, and then go south to pacify the Zhao and Song Dynasties and establish a unified political power.

Why did the other party do this?

Do you also plan to rebel and become independent?

Qiao Daoqing said:

"I'll find someone to follow and find out who's behind the scenes. You keep an eye on them. If anything happens, we'll contact you via walkie-talkie."

"good!"

Qiao Daoqing disappeared from the roof. Xie Yingdeng came downstairs and booked the room opposite Li Zhong and Zhoutong, so that no matter what happened, he could take action immediately.

At the same time, inside Kaiyuan Temple.

Lu Zhishen was sitting in the Zen room, talking with the chief monk, elders, waiters, Wei Na and other management of the temple.

The leader put his hands together and said:

"Although our temple is located in a corner of the north, since the temple was built in the second year of Xinghe in the Eastern Wei Dynasty, the incense has been strong and there are countless followers... Since the holy monk studied under the elder Zhizhen of Wutai Mountain, what insights does he have on Buddhism?"

opinion? What insights?

Lu Zhishen opened his mouth and forced himself to add:

"The poor monk doesn't have much understanding. He only knows that mountains are mountains and water is water. Life is just a drop in the ocean. The so-called enlightenment is nothing more than an earthworm shaking a tree..."

He came into contact with a lot of modern knowledge in Qilin Village, and Liu Bei occasionally talked about some religious insights. Unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

Although these words are pieced together, it is still very easy to deal with the monks of the Song Dynasty.

An old monk wearing a purple gold cassock tasted it, nodded and praised:

"This is a wonderful saying, so good!"

After hearing the abbot's words, the other monks all clasped their hands respectfully and recited Amitabha Buddha together.

The elder in charge of incense affairs asked:

"I wonder what the holy monk is good at, reading Zen? Interpreting dreams?"

Lu Zhishen was a big old man, so how could he understand this? He thought about it and thought about how he had forcibly broken up Zhou Tong's marriage, and said shamelessly:

"A poor monk knows a thing or two about marriage."

A few young monks sitting far away couldn't help but cover their mouths in amusement. They were tall and strong, with sinister faces, and they looked like angry-eyed King Kong. They actually said that they were good at marriage.

Are you planning to knock people unconscious and send them to the bridal chamber?

But if someone really wants to marry him later, he can let this holy monk try.

Everyone talked for a long time with questions and answers, and they didn't stop until it was getting late.

After the monks left, the old abbot opened his eyes and said to Lu Zhishen:

"The poor monk is about to pass away, and the monks in the temple are mediocre, so I want to find an abbot for Kaiyuan Temple... In the future, you can continue to make contributions, and the poor monk will not stop you, but when you enter this door, you must not drink alcohol or eat meat. You may remember ?”

Lu Zhishen touched his bare head:

"Is it okay to leave this door?"

"This is not my place, so the poor monk should not have seen it."

Lu Zhishen leaned on the futon and said with a smile:

"Isn't this self-deception? I think being a monk is good for everything, but it's just too pretentious. Look at how free and easy those sophisticated monks are..."

Before he finished speaking, the abbot couldn't help but sigh:

"Junior Brother Zhizhen, why did you accept a disciple like you? That's all, I don't care too much about you as a poor monk... Go back and don't be late for morning class tomorrow."

Instead of leaving, Lu Zhishen sat opposite the abbot:

"If you call my master your junior brother, that means you are my senior uncle? Master, please accept your respects from the Sa family!"

But the old monk didn't want to pay attention to him, and just kept reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Zhishen felt bored, muttered and left. Under the leadership of the little novice monk, he came to his Zen room, arranged the Zen sticks, rings and knives one by one, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

As soon as it was dawn, Lu Zhishen got out of bed, went to the latrine, washed his face randomly, took out the toothpaste and toothbrush from his bag, and brushed his teeth carefully.

After finishing these tasks, he put on a new monk's robe and followed the young novice to the Main Hall to do morning lessons. Then he came to the dining room and started to have breakfast.

While eating, the old abbot walked in, and Lu Zhishen touched the little novice monk:

"What's his dharma name?"

"Zen Master Zhiyuan, like you, comes from Mount Wutai... The holy monk doesn't know who he is, so why was he appointed the next generation abbot?"

You ask me, who should I ask?

As I was walking down the street, Fei dragged me to come to Kaiyuan Temple to be the abbot.

Who would be such a good person on the street?

Lu Zhishen took a sip of the white porridge with the pickles, and said goodbye to the big fish, meat, and fine wine for the time being. Fortunately, he still had enough to eat and could occasionally go to Fengmingxuan to have a toothpaste with Brother Sun Xin.

I don’t know how my uncle’s teeth are. I’ll give him a piece of bean curd meat to try next time.

While Monk Hua was thinking about this, he picked up the fifth bowl of rice porridge and continued to work. He drank a total of eight bowls of porridge before he was barely full.

He put down the bowl, walked to Zen Master Zhiyuan and sat down, and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle, when can I go out?"

"Buddhism teaches that there is a cycle of seven days, so you should go out once every seven days... If someone commits crimes, kills, or sets fire, don't come back, so as not to injure Kaiyuan Temple."

While Zen Master Zhiyuan was explaining, Lu Zhishen suddenly took out a small packet of peanut candy from his arms, tore it open and threw the candy into the rice porridge held by Zhiyuan:

"Try it, this candy is delicious."

Zhiyuan: "..."

Seeing that his uncle refused to eat, Lu Zhishen threatened in a low voice:

"If you don't want to eat it, I will put a piece of pig head meat next time... This is a candy from the fairy world. Eating it can strengthen the body, activate blood circulation, remove blood clots, prolong life, and can also treat..."

He almost mentioned the infertility that Zhou usually talked about.

Worried that his uncle would be angry, the guy quickly got up and left.

Zhiyuan shook his head, picked up the candy in the bowl, and smiled softly:

"My wisdom is deep and my heart is sincere. I really envy my junior brother to have such a good apprentice."

He tasted the candy and it was indeed delicious.

The monk on the side asked:

"Zen Master, what does this candy taste like?"

Zhiyuan sighed:

"It's just a bitter pill in life."

After saying that, he took another bite. Well, it was indeed bitter. The more you tasted it, the more bitter it became!

Lu Zhishen walked around the temple and asked the young novice beside him:

"Are there any monks in the temple?"

"Reporting to the Holy Monk, the Zen Master feels that the reckless use of weapons is detrimental to the practice of Taoism, and has canceled the martial monks."

Lu Zhishen was unhappy when he heard this:

"That's nonsense. Without monk soldiers, how can we maintain the majesty of Buddhism? Tathagata Buddha is also protected by Skanda. How can a human temple be without monks?"

The emperor's uncle wants to start an uprising in the Zhending Mansion, and the family has nothing to offer, so let's train five hundred monk soldiers to help him!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly found Zen Master Zhiyuan and made his request:

"Uncle, aliens are raging, and the country will be destroyed. We monks cannot sit idly by, otherwise we will be scolded by the people. I want to pull up the team of monks in the temple. If you eat my candy, uncle, you agree. Yes."

Zhiyuan: "..."

That piece of candy is certainly bitter.

Zhiyuan did not object, but said:

"You can have monks and soldiers, but you must abide by the Buddha's law and worship the Buddha sincerely."

"No problem, I'm the best at persuading people to worship the Buddha...Master, please continue eating while I go and think about recruiting monk soldiers."

After leaving the dining room, Lu Zhishen was just about to use the intercom to contact everyone, but he felt that it was best to choose among believers when it came to recruiting monk soldiers.

Monk soldiers, monk soldiers, must be monks first, and then soldiers.

When he arrived at the Main Hall, this guy was about to ask the host of the hall how to contact the believers. The host came over first:

"This morning, guard general Fan Xiangke and his family held incense to pray for marriage. The holy monk is proficient in this. Why don't you take charge of this matter? General Fan is a devout follower of our Buddha. I also ask the holy monk to be careful in his words and deeds and not to offend."

What?

Did you really find me a marriage job?

Lu Zhishen felt that this guy just wanted to make a fool of himself, but since he was a garrison general, it would be a good idea to get in touch with him and establish a relationship in advance, maybe it would be useful in the future.

Thinking of this, he flexed his muscles and said confidently:

"A humble monk can definitely handle these trivial matters!"

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