Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Borrowing People

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Borrowing PeopleWhy did the Buddhist sect seal its own traitor in Dafeng when it was so powerful? Either there was something special about Sangpo in Dafeng, or the problem came from Shenshu himself... Xu Qian'an hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking this question.

"I'm just an ordinary person, I don't know these inside stories." Wei Yuan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Xu Ningyan, you are twenty years old this year." Wei Yuan suddenly asked.

"Yes, Lord Wei." Xu Qian'an was stunned, wondering why this opening statement had a strong sense of déjà vu.

Sure enough, Wei Yuan then said, "It's time to get married."

The life span of mortals in this world is generally high. If there are no natural disasters or man-made disasters, it is not difficult to live for more than 60 years, and it is common to live in the seventies and eighties.

Therefore, the age span of trial marriage is very large. Some women get married at the age of fourteen, and their breasts are not plump and their buttocks are not upturned. It's ridiculous to point it out.

Some women are still waiting to be married in their twenties, and the flower paths have never been swept by guests. Where can the jade beauties (river crabs) teach them to play the flute? How pitiful.

Xu Qian'an has such examples around him, such as his aunt who married his second uncle at the age of sixteen, and Huaiqing who was still illiterate at the age of twenty-five.

When it comes to the issue of life span, Xu Qian'an can't help but feel confused. It is a bit unreasonable for a Confucian saint to pass away at the age of 82.

However, Wei Yuan is a weakling, and it feels meaningless and unnecessary to discuss such high-end knowledge with him.

Xu Qian'an probed: "What does Wei Gong mean?"

"The right inspector has a granddaughter who is just at the age of getting married. She looks very pretty." Wei Yuan said.

"Very pretty... I'm afraid she is not worthy of my humble position." Xu Qian'an shook his head.

"The fourth daughter of the Weihai Earl's family is seventeen this year. Weihai Earl wants to find a husband for her. You are a viscount, so you are a good match." Wei Yuan said.

"I'm not bragging, the Earl's daughter is not worthy of me." Xu Qian'an still shook his head. "What about the niece of the Governor of the Canal? I just need money. If you can marry her, it will solve my urgent need." Wei Yuan looked at him.

No, although I joke that I am the second generation of eunuchs, you are not really my father. The desire for political marriage is too obvious...Xu Qian'an thought for a while and said, "Is she beautiful?"

"Of course she is pretty." Wei Yuan said.

Hearing the words "beautiful and charming", Xu Qi'an passed it up and shook his head:

"To be honest, I have saved a lot of money now, and I plan to redeem all the courtesans in the Jiaofang Bureau. If my wife is just beautiful, I am afraid she can't control those coquettish bitches."

Wei Yuan frowned: "What kind of woman do you want as a wife, or do you have someone you like?"

There are too many people he likes...Xu Qi'an pondered: "First of all, she must be as beautiful as a fairy, secondly, she must be of noble status, and finally, she must have considerable talent and be a good wife who can do both housework and cooking."

Wei Yuan smiled, "Then I might as well ask His Majesty for you to marry a princess."

Xu Qi'an was a little excited: "Lord Wei, are you serious?"

Wei Yuan nodded and pointed to the door.

"What do you want, Lord Wei?"

"Get out."

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After being driven out of Haoqi Tower by Wei Yuan, Xu Qian'an did not return to his Yidao Hall, but went to the newly built Chunfeng Hall instead.

Li Yuchun was about to take Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to patrol the streets. The Buddhist monks made such a big noise last night, and the people in the city were talking about it this morning.

Some people marveled at the power of the Buddhist monks, while others said that Buddhism was too bullying and hoped that the court would send troops to attack.

From princes and nobles to peddlers, this morning's discussion was all about this topic.

Only in this era did there not exist the Internet, otherwise thousands of Dafeng people would shout: Keyboard!

Fight the Western Regions Buddhism for three hundred rounds on the keyboard.

In order to prevent people from the underworld from taking the opportunity to make trouble or spread rumors, the government strengthened the patrol mission.

"One warehouse, one warehouse!"

Xu Qi'an immediately stopped Li Yuchun and others, went back to Yidaotang and called his subordinate Tongluo, and more than a dozen people walked together on the streets without recognizing relatives.

After patrolling for half an hour, passing by a brothel, Xu Qi'an said: "Boss, you take my people to patrol over there. I will take Tingfeng and Guangxiao to this side."

Li Yuchun asked back: "Why is the arrangement so chaotic? You take your people, I take my people, there is no need to mix like this."

Xu Qi'an thought for a while and said: "Then boss, you take Tongluo to patrol the street, and I will take my brothers to the other side. This way it won't be chaotic."

Li Yuchun thought about it and felt much better. He nodded and said: "Go." Watching Li Yuchun and others go away, Xu Qi'an took two colleagues into the brothel.

He asked for a seat on the second floor and called a few pretty girls to accompany him for drinks. The three of them ate while listening to music and watching opera, as if they had returned to the leisurely life when they were patrolling the streets.

"Ning Yan..."

Song Tingfeng said helplessly: "I am a prodigal son, but there are always some bad friends

around me."

Okay, we all know that you are still the boy you used to be! Xu Qian'an was too lazy to complain about him. He listened to the music with great interest, opened his mouth, and let the pretty girl beside him stuff a peanut in.

As the saying goes, diligence is temporary, laziness is eternal.

When suppressing bandits in Yunzhou, under the pressure of the environment, Song Tingfeng practiced diligently and did not stop every day, but once he returned to the capital, which was full of luxury, his laziness and desire for pleasure would be stimulated.

However, compared with the past, Song Tingfeng is now much calmer and more resolute, and his practice is more diligent than before, which is always a good thing.

"Clang!"

There was a sound of cups being smashed in the lobby on the first floor. A drunken knight threw his cup and stood up, burping and pointing at everyone and cursing:

"I've heard that the capital is extravagant, from high-ranking officials to peddlers, everyone is greedy for pleasure, I didn't believe it at first. This time, I've been in the capital for only ten days, and all I see are the rich and powerful's behavior of feasting and drinking. "The heroic platforms in the north and south cities, the stinky monks are showing off their power, so many days have passed, and no masters have fought, and they just watch coldly.

"Last night, the Buddhist master's Dharma image came to our Dafeng capital to question the supervisor of our Sitianjian. This is intolerable."

His companions hurriedly stepped forward to pull him, threw down a few pieces of silver, and dragged him out of the brothel.

The opera continued, but the topic of the guests' discussion became the Buddhist delegation. "This Buddhist sect is really arrogant. My Dafeng has been exterminating Buddhism for 400 years, but they dare to preach in the city. In the north city, I don't know how many families have converted to Buddhism. I heard that some people even donated money and property to build temples for Buddhist monks."

"The court doesn't care. Is my Dafeng afraid of Buddhism? Think about how powerful Dafeng was in the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago."

"Maybe it's because of the face of the allies... Hey, the court has become more and more

corrupt over the years."

"Hush, don't talk nonsense about these things."

"Let's not talk about the movement last night. That was the work of gods. But the little monk

in the south city sat on the stage for five days, and no hero came forward. Is there no one in my

Dafeng?"

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cursed in a low voice: "Spoof!"

"Let's drink our own, don't worry about these trivial matters, we don't need to worry about it

even if the sky falls." Xu Qian'an smiled.

Masters, please make an effort to make Emperor Yuan Jing more embarrassed. It would be

best if the historians recorded it: In the 37th year of Emperor Yuan Jing, the Western Regions delegation came to Beijing. The young monk challenged for five days without losing. The old monk transformed into a Dharma image and questioned the court.

Hehe, there is one more black history of Emperor Yuan Jing!

At this time, a white servant from the government office ran by the street holding a gong,

beating the gong and shouting: "The Imperial Observatory wants to fight with the Buddhist monks, the Imperial Observatory wants to fight with the Buddhist monks...... "Everyone go to the notice board to see the imperial list, everyone go to the notice board to see the imperial list..."

When Xu Qian'an brought Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to the notice board at the gate of the inner city, the spacious square was crowded with people and people from the underworld.

The soldiers guarding the city and several night watchmen were responsible for maintaining

order.

Xu Qian'an took off his sword, waved the scabbard and slapped some people from the underworld who were irritable and pushed hard, helped maintain order, and listened to the people in the front row reading the notice.

The content of the notice was very simple. The general meaning was that the Western Regions delegation came from afar and was warmly welcomed by the court. After some friendly consultations, they jointly formulated the concept of sustainable development. The relationship between the two countries will become closer, and everyone will make progress

together and get rich through hard work.

Then, the Western Regions monk proposed to fight with the Si Tian Jian and exchange "technical" knowledge. The Si Tian Jian readily agreed. The two sides will hold a fight in the square of the Star Observatory tomorrow. At that time, the people in the city can go and

watch.

"It is worthy of being an official announcement. There are a lot of nonsense, but it still doesn't say how to fight... However, why do you have to make such a big fuss? Is it Master

Du'e's request?"

While thinking, I found that Li Yuchun also came with people. I think he was nearby. He heard

the propaganda of the government office and came to take a look.

"Boss!"

Xu Qian'an went over.

Li Yuchun saw that the order was well maintained and said with relief: "Since returning from

Yunzhou, the three of you have finally gotten rid of your previous laziness and become more mature and stable."

"This shows that we have grown up. "Xu Qian'an responded with a smile.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and a canopy was built on the large square outside the Sitianjian, which was a resting place for the dignitaries in the capital.

More than a thousand imperial guards surrounded the square and prohibited outsiders from

approaching.

If the people in the city and the people in the rivers and lakes wanted to watch, they could only

watch from the outside.

After lunch, the Western Regions delegation, led by Master Du'e, came from the Sanyang Post Station in the outer city, through the bustling crowds and downtown, to the large square outside the Observatory.

Chu Caiwei stood on the edge of the Bagua Terrace, looking down, and a group of monks came

slowly. Among the figures in green robes, there were several figures wrapped in red and yellow cassocks.

The leader was Du'e Luohan, who was skinny and dark, and looked more like an old man.

"Teacher, the monks are here to make trouble. "Chu Caiwei said, taking out a piece of cake

from her pocket and watching the fun with great interest.

"Come if you want."

The supervisor drank a little wine, basked in the sun, and was content.

"Teacher, are you going to fight in person?"

"Caiwei, if the teacher takes action, the Bodhisattva will have to come in person. Du'e wants

to fight with me, not to fight with me."

"Then who are you going to send to fight?" Chu Caiwei tilted her head and analyzed: "Senior

Sister Zhongli is entangled in bad luck, killing 800 enemies and injuring 8,000 of her own.

"Senior Brother Song and I are both alchemists, not good at fighting. Second Senior Brother is

not in the capital... Only Senior Brother Yang can fight."

The supervisor sighed.

"Why is the teacher sighing?"

"It's really unfortunate that your Senior Brother Yang was infatuated with his training

yesterday and can't go to the battle."

"Ah?" Chu Caiwei was shocked. Suddenly, the cakes in her mouth were no longer fragrant. She

frowned and worriedly said:

"What should I do then?"

"The teacher is also annoyed, so I want you to go to the palace, like Your Majesty wants

someone."

After a while, a woman in a yellow skirt rode a horse and rushed into the palace. Just after noon, Emperor Yuan Jing was studying Taoist scriptures in Lingbao Temple. He

listened to the female national teacher expounding the mysteries of the classics, but he couldn't calm down and was absent-minded.

"Your Majesty is worried about the battle of magic?" Luo Yuheng said softly. Emperor Yuan Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Although I have full confidence in the

Supervisor, the Buddhist sect is well prepared this time... If we lose the battle, what will happen to the face of Dafeng?"

"The sorcerer system is quite special. It does not respect combat power, which is indeed not

very safe." Luo Yuheng nodded.

Among all the systems today, the combat power of the sorcerer system is the weakest. Its area of expertise is not personal combat power, but strengthening national strength. The reason why the Dafeng army can be invincible is that the excellent armament is one of the

key factors, and those amazing siege equipment, artillery, bed crossbows, etc. all come from

the Sitianjian.

This is something that other systems cannot do.

The ninth-grade doctor saves the dying and the wounded, the eighth-grade fortune-telling master and the seventh-grade feng shui master are geomancy and improve feng shui. These are all extremely strong auxiliary skills.

Even the fourth-grade array master is actually an auxiliary. What they are best at is not

fighting, but refining magic tools.

The sorcerer needs to rely on the dynasty, and the two are in a symbiotic relationship.

Hearing what Luo Yuheng said, Emperor Yuan Jing became even more worried. "Your Majesty, why don't you ask the dean of Yunlu Academy? Among all the major systems,

warriors have the strongest combat power, but which system is the most complete and has no shortcomings? It is only Confucianism. Confucianism can deal with all situations. Even if the Buddhist methods are superb, Confucianism can deal with them."

Emperor Yuan Jing's eyes lit up slightly, and then shook his head: "National Master, last year I wanted to let Dean Zhao take office, but he refused."

The implication is that he can't invite the scholars of Yunlu Academy. During the conversation, the old eunuch hurried in and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the

palace reported that Chu Caiwei of the Sitianjian asked to see you on the order of the master." Asking to see on the order of the master... Emperor Yuan Jing pondered and said: "I am listening to the national master's sermon, and I will not return to the palace. You ask her to come to Lingbao Temple to see me."

The old eunuch took the order and left.

Emperor Yuan Jing looked at Luo Yuheng and said, "The supervisor should be talking about the battle of wits. The Imperial Master should also listen and help me with the advice." Although he was the emperor, he was of low level and had no opinion of his own. He needed Luo Yuheng to give advice and analyze the situation.