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Nightwatcher - Chapter 298

Published at 21st of April 2023 06:54:45 AM


Chapter 298

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On the top floor of the star watching building, JianZheng does not know when to leave the Bagua platform, and stares at the carving knife in Xu Qi'an's hand.

Did you also choose him..... At this moment, this "God" who has been in the capital for five hundred years is murmuring to himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Ha ha ha..."

emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty raised his head to the sky and roared, holding his hands behind him, standing in the tallest building of Dafeng, listening to the cheers of his people. This is Dafeng's victory and his victory.

Buddhism, this time, is at his feet.

"It's a good one who doesn't kneel down," said emperor Yuanjing with emotion. "For many years, there hasn't been such an excellent young hero in the capital."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

mounting broke out with a piercing scream and an excited stomp, "win, Huaiqing, dog slave wins, he's my man, he's my man."

Huaiqing looks at Xu Qi'an in a daze. In his eyes, he seems to be obsessed.

She is a very brilliant woman, noble and proud, even if she is the number one, it is fair to Huaiqing. There are countless heroes in the capital, and the only one who can really make Princess Huaiqing admire is Wei Yuan.

President Zhao Shou is worthy of respect, but not enough to let her admire.

At this moment, Huaiqing recalled Xu Qi'an's deeds. When the tax case came out, he secretly designed to frame the son Zhou Li, the Minister of the Ministry of household, to eliminate the hidden danger completely.

Then he joined the watchmen, chopped the silver Gong, went to prison, and was ordered to investigate the Sangpo case in the face of danger..... He almost independently completed the investigation of the Yunzhou case, then died in the 400 rebel troops and returned to Beijing..... He was ordered to investigate the fufei case.

During the period of three excellent works, the scholars were inspired by five great problems.

And now, instead of fighting with Buddhism, he has fought with Buddhism twice, which has brought back the confidence of the people in the capital.

A discussion of the Tao, the degree of the bodhi tree under the old monk's obsession, so that the hall of the second grade arhat epiphany, Mahayana Buddhism.

Later, Qingguang came from outside, and he destroyed the magic weapon of arhat with one blow.

Princess Huaiqing has never seen such a brilliant man, never.

The women's families cheered, the civil and military officials laughed... In the explosion of cheers, Xu Pingzhi collapsed in his chair, as if he had been evacuated.

Almost, he was robbed by Buddhism with a big handle.

In the roar of the people in the capital, and in the cry of blood, Xu Qi'an was ignored. Xu Erlang quietly walked over and carried his elder brother.

After all, I was the one who resisted all... Xu Erlang thought.

He carried Xu Qi'an on his back to the direction of the watchmen. His eyes caught a glimpse of the carving knife that Xu Qi'an held tightly in his hand.

What is it? It seems to be a carving knife?

Looking at the shape, it seems that it was the "pen" used by ancient scholars. At that time, there was no paper, and the words were written on bamboo slips. The scholars held a knife and wrote down their talents on bamboo slips.

Where's the carving knife... No one's paying attention. I'm going to steal it from my elder brother! Xu Erlang's eyes are greedy. This kind of antiquity is very attractive to scholars.

Duhrohan stood in the same place in despair. He didn't feel sorry for the damage of the golden bowl. He regretted that such a gifted Buddhist didn't convert to Buddhism.

"Shishuzu..."

monk Jingchen looked at Xu Erlang's back, looked at Xu Qian on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "benefactor Xu is a gift from heaven to Buddhism, the founder of Mahayana Buddhism. Shishuzu must take him back to the western regions."

For a long time, Luo Han sighed, "it's just a long time before his fate."

Monk Jingchen is not reconciled. He seems to have thought of something. He looks back at the Star Tower, opens his mouth, and finally chooses silence.

......

the fight between Buddhism and Si Tianjian is over, but the lingering charm of this wonderful event is still going on.

In a restaurant, a middle-aged man in an old blue shirt, carrying an empty wine pot, crossed the threshold, entered the hall on the first floor and went straight to the counter.

"Shopkeeper, I heard that as long as I tell you something about fighting, you will give me a pot of wine for free?"

The shopkeeper with a goatee nodded with a smile, "you can also drink and talk, and the shop will give you another dish of peanuts."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment. He wanted to take the wine home to drink, but the shopkeeper gave him too much and said, "OK, let's drink here. Come on, take the peanuts."

The shopkeeper beckoned for the second child and offered a pot of wine and a dish of peanuts to the middle-aged man in a shabby blue shirt.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt took a sip of wine, picked up two peanuts and threw them into his mouth. He said slowly:

"the Buddha arhat threw the golden bowl on the ground. Suddenly, the clouds changed color, the thunder mingled, and the sky turned into a Buddhist realm. There are four levels in this Buddhist realm. The first level is called the eight bitterness array. It is said that the array is used by Buddhist eminent monks to sharpen the mind of the Buddha"This second level is called Vajra formation. Shopkeeper, do you know who Vajra is?"

The middle-aged man looks down on the shopkeeper.

"It's the little monk in Nancheng." The shopkeeper sneered.

"No, just a little monk." The guests at the side table agreed.

"You all know..." the middle-aged man in blue was stunned.

"It's not that we've cut off Xu Yingong. What King Kong is invincible is a paper tiger. Bah." The drinkers who spoke were full of the pride of the people in Beijing.

A day ago, when they talked about little monk Jingsi, they were gnashing their teeth. "Dafeng masters are like clouds. Can't even a little monk solve it?"

Incompetent rage.

But now, when it comes to the little monk, even the common people are proud and straight chest, disdainful sneer: but so.

This is Xu Qian in the process of fighting, a little bit to fight back face, a little bit to rebuild confidence.

The middle-aged man in blue shirt looked at the shopkeeper in astonishment: "you already know that. Do you still have this rule?"

"Different people see different things. We need to make up for them." The shopkeeper said with a smile: "today I'm guarding the restaurant. I didn't go to see the fighting method. It's a great pity in my life.

"We can only taste it again and again after the event, and then drink a little wine, and it will become a pleasure from regret."

The middle-aged man in blue shirt nodded and continued: "after Xu Yinluo came out, he wrote a poem step by step"

"and so on." The shopkeeper suddenly called a halt and said, "at the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the martial arts is the highest, and I am the peak? Are you sure you have this poem? Many people have said this paragraph to me, but they have not said it. "

Blue shirt middle-aged man nodded: "yes, there is this sentence, I read a book more than ten years ago, a few poems will not remember?"

"Hiss... That's strange." The manager's frown.

At this time, a person in the river and lake coughed and said in a low voice, "shopkeeper, those who tell you these are all swordsmen in the river and lake."

The shopkeeper asked, "is there a problem?"

"Hi The man in the Jianghu waved his hand: "you ordinary people don't care. You just say it. But as a martial arts practitioner, who dares to say it in the audience? Either death or beating. "

The shopkeeper suddenly realized that the martial arts man was brave and fierce, and no one could be arrogant. Often, because the other side said a few inappropriate words, they would fight each other. This kind of thing happens from time to time even in the capital with strict rules.

"Another good poem has been collected. It's Xu Shikui's poem. Come on, get the pen and paper for me The shopkeeper gets excited and orders the second child.

The Imperial Academy.

The imperial academy belongs to the cabinet. It is responsible for compiling books, writing history, drafting imperial edicts, serving as imperial examiners, etc.

The three most noble positions in the court were imperial censor of duchayuan, liukegeishizhong and Hanlin Academy.

In terms of status, Hanlin academy ranks first, because Hanlin academy has another name: reservoir cultivation base.

In other words, only the nobility in the imperial academy can enter the cabinet, become a university, and even worship the first assistant.

The only exception is that Xun GUI or prince can directly go beyond the Imperial Academy and take charge of the prime minister in the cabinet.

However, civil servants can not do this. If they want to join the cabinet, they must enter the Imperial Academy. In the Imperial Academy, only the first and second class Jinshi can enter.

At this moment, the eunuch on duty in Yuanjing emperor's palace is standing in the hall of the Imperial Academy, scolding the nobles.

"Isn't the victory of this fight the only way for your majesty to employ talents? Is it not that the imperial court has made great contributions to the cultivation of Xu Yinluo? Look what you're writing. All of them are from first-class families, so you can't write history. "

The eunuch threw the book on the ground: "rewrite."

The dignitaries' faces changed when they returned to the Imperial Academy. They didn't even eat. They wrote with a stream of spirit.

There is no doubt that today's fighting will go down in history and spread to the future generations. But how to write it is very particular.

All such great events must be recorded positively in history books, symbolizing honor and glory.

Those in power, that is, yuanjingdi, want to rub.

Of course, other emperors would make the same choice as yuanjingdi when they met such an opportunity.

A young editor said in a deep voice: "people are elected by supervisors, and fighting methods are the efforts of Xu Yinluo. What does it have to do with your majesty? As editors of the Imperial Academy, we write history books not only for the imperial court, but also for future generations. "

The eunuch sneered and said, "it's your Majesty's gift that you can enter the Imperial Academy. It's a matter of time before you can join the cabinet. The sun and the moon are shining, and there is a bright future.

"If you make your majesty unhappy, distribute them outside. Tut Tut, the bright future, let alone the sun and the moon, is gone.

"Your Majesty's meaning is to keep the space unchanged, to write in detail about the fighting methods and the process of your Majesty's selection of talents. As for Xu Yinluo's praises, after all, he is young and will have plenty of opportunities in the future."Do you understand, my lords?"

The young editor grabbed the inkstone and smashed it on the eunuch's chest. The ink blackened the BoA's robe. The eunuch gave a dull voice and retreated.

"How dare you hit us?" The eunuch was furious.

"You're the one to fight." The editor pointed to the eunuch and yelled: "when the western regions mission came to Beijing, first there was King Kong sitting in the ring in the South City and the master in the North City lecturing; then there was Dharma Prime Minister coming into the world and questioning the supervisor.

"After that, Sima Tianjian fought with Buddhism. Xu Shikui tried to turn the tide and defeat Buddhism. Without him, the imperial court would lose face this time. Why can't it praise the merits and reduce the amount of writing. Young hero, I admire him in my heart. If he is a scholar, I will worship him as a teacher.

"Get out of here. The Imperial Academy is not a place where you can be a eunuch."

"Get out of here." The eunuch fled from the Imperial Academy in confusion.

.......

Lingbao temple.

The woman, dressed in a gorgeous palace dress, with her skirt trailing to the ground and her precious jewelry on her head, came to the inner courtyard with a dignified manner and a gentle voice, and said:

"you two go down first. I have something to say to the national master."

The two girls with them left the yard.

The woman suddenly became lively. Carrying her skirt, she trotted into the quiet room and yelled, "master, I didn't see you today. Do you see today's fighting?"

In the quiet room, Luo Yu, wearing a black Taoist robe and lotus crown, with her hair combed neatly, revealing her bright forehead and beautiful face, sat in the futon, looking at the woman who came in, and said faintly:

"not interested."

"Then you've missed the show."

The veiled woman sat down beside the case and said, "today's fighting is wonderful. It's more interesting than the troupe's singing. Let me tell you something about it..."

She chirped and told Luo Yuheng about the fighting process.

"You say, he broke the eight bitter array with one knife?" Luo Yuheng frowned.

"Yes, it is. What's the matter?" The veiled woman asked.

Luo Yuheng thought for a moment and said, "go on."

The veiled woman told her that Xu Qi'an cut through the Vajrayana array. Luo Yuheng didn't make a statement. When she heard that she talked with the old monk about Buddhism and made durohan realize it, the woman said with emotion:

"although I still didn't understand the great Mahayana Dharma, it's very powerful."

Mahayana Dharma... How could he have such understanding? The color of shock flashed in Luoyu Hengmei's eyes.

"These are nothing, the most wonderful is the fourth level..... At that time, the golden body Dharma phase appeared, forcing the apprentice to kneel down, at this time, the most interesting scene appeared..."

the veil woman's eyes were bright, and she poured a mouthful of tea for herself.

Luo Yuheng said with a smile: "drink slowly, Nanzhi. Have you found anything?"

"What's the matter?"

"When you came to my temple, you always wanted to go out and play. But now, you don't say it's boring any more. Not only do you say it, but in the things I talked about, a few words are related to Xu Qi'an. "

Masked gauze woman a Leng, she stares at Luo Yuheng to see for a moment, converged lively temperament, and became a reserved dignified lady, with a light alienation, tone calm: "what do you mean."

Luo Yuheng shook his head with a smile: "I just want to remind you that you have a husband. Your husband is the king of Huai, the third grade warrior. He guarded the border, not in the capital.

"But there are so many confidants, ears and eyes in the capital that you don't have to get involved with Xu Qi'an too much, otherwise it will hurt him."

The veiled woman sneered and said with pride, "how can I be involved with a apprentice who goes in and out of the department all day long? Are you burying me?"

"That's good," Luo Yuheng nodded. "In fact, if you don't say it, I know what happened behind it. It's just that the Dharma phase is broken for no reason, or that the supervisor has made a move?"

Just then, she noticed that the power of all living beings was expanding, and then everything was calm.

Either the supervisor will help in secret, or he will do it openly.

After all, in the capital, Emperor Jing of the Yuan Dynasty was lack of spirit and cultivation, and the only one who could mobilize the power of all living beings was the Warlock. The warlock was a good quality, and he was a good supervisor!

"No

The veiled woman shook her head in a cold voice.

The stingy woman always put on her face..... Luo Yuheng laughed, held the teacup and asked, "isn't it?"

"It's a light coming down from the sky, breaking the golden body and Dharma, breaking the Buddhist realm." She whispered:

"I was so close that I could see it clearly. It was a carving knife."

Carving knife?!

Ear as if there was a thunderbolt, Luo Yuheng hand a shake, warm tea splashed out, her beautiful face suddenly solidified.It's not JianZheng..... JianZheng can't control the carving knife of Confucianism..... Luo Yuheng said in a deep voice: "carving knife, where is the carving knife, and what happened behind it, please talk about it carefully."

There was urgency in her tone, as well as a trace of emotion that could not be concealed. The veiled woman had never seen Luo Yuheng have such rich emotional fluctuations. She asked strangely, "what's the matter with you?"

"Say it Luo Yuheng leaned forward and drank it.

"... it's the carving knife that breaks the Dharma image."

"Did the carving knife escape after breaking the Dharma image, or did it stay at the scene? Did Xu Qian touch the carving knife? " Luo Yuheng's eyes were fixed on her, as if this was very important.

"Yes, he stabbed the Dharma minister in the temple." The woman raised her right arm and made a forward "poke" gesture.

Luo Yuheng was stunned.

PS: there's another chapter before 12 o'clock.




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