[The old rule, the amount in the back is more in the middle of the night]

Welcome guests.

A slightly shabby, but extremely thriving wine shop.

Because the main customers of the wine shop are all the pawns of the nearby peddlers, as soon as the meal arrives, the shouting and drinking in the hall of the wine shop is enough to be heard for two miles.

But on the morning of the eighth day of the new year, the small shop seemed much quieter.

There are not a few people, mainly the old customers who usually talk loudly, and they all invariably lower their voices - and the two monks who caused this situation were an old man and a young monk.

If these two monks really want to talk about it, they don't look like they have three heads and six arms, at most they are the handsome little monks.

And there were only two plates of vegetarian dishes in front of them, and there was no violation of the precepts.

But the problem is that this wine shop is located near the main entrance of Qingxuguan!

Even if the dispute between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism is not obvious, these two monks go to the door of Qingxuguan to eat and drink, and there is always a suspicion of being a little out of place.

However, in the face of everyone's sideways glances, the two monks were content, and they tasted the meal slowly and methodically with a pot of freshly brewed Gaomo.

Seeing that a bowl of Yangchun noodles had bottomed out, the younger monk put down his chopsticks and commented with a smile: "This sour and hot bamboo shoots really has some doorways, no wonder it has been praised by 'bloody eyes'." ”

The great monk did not answer him, silently finished eating the noodle soup in his bowl, got up and settled the meal money with the shopkeeper, and then turned around and said: "Amitabha, although this thing is delicious, it is not something that I and other monks should covet - apprentice, follow the teacher on the road." ”

As he spoke, he clasped his palms together and walked straight out the door.

When the little monk heard this, he immediately restrained his smile, put the package on the table on his shoulder, and followed with his palms folded.

The two of them were one after the other, the older one was solemn, and the younger one was handsome, although they were walking in this prosperous place of Taoism, attracting the attention of countless passers-by, but none of them dared to disturb and obstruct them.

Seeing that the Qingxu Guan was close to the left, the two monks were less snooping.

"Master."

The little monk hurried a few steps and asked quietly, "Where are we going next?" ”

"Naturally, it's to take a look around the capital."

The elder monk smiled and said: "It's rare to have such a snowfall again, and you and I have no shortage of entanglements, if you don't take advantage of this to have a good time, it will live up to the beauty of my Buddha?" ”

When the little monk heard him say this, some worry flashed on his face, and he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't dare to question the old monk's decision after all.

At this moment, the old monk in front suddenly stopped, looked at a beggar in single clothes not far away, and sighed sadly: "Good and good, the first good place in Beijing, there are such poor people - alas, there are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy." ”

Hearing this, the little monk's handsome face became more and more entangled.

"In vain."

The old monk raised his hand and pointed and resolutely ordered: "You go and give him some copper coins, so that he can survive this winter." ”

The little monk hesitated for a long time when he heard this, but finally he came up, took out half a penny of broken silver from his belt, and threw it into the little beggar's broken pottery bowl.

"Thank you, uncle, thank you!"

Seeing that it was so generous, the beggar knelt on the ground with joy, probably too excited, and his palms were cut open by the pottery bowl, and blood gushed out, and half of his palms were dyed red in an instant.

But the beggar continued to kowtow excitedly as if he hadn't heard of it.

Seeing that his dog seemed to be crawling at his feet, the little monk's face was full of disdain, but his mouth commanded: "Take it and change some old clothes, so as not to freeze out of it." ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and returned to the old monk.

When the two of them got back on the road, the little beggar was still kowtowing.

But it was said that the master and apprentice walked some distance, but the little monk stood up again and hesitated: "Master, this is ...... This seems to be the way to Dali Temple, right? ”

"It's the way to Dali Temple."

The old monk said slowly: "I have long heard that the scenery of this Dali Temple is the head of the yamen, and now that I have arrived in this vicinity, I don't want to pay my respects, isn't it to pass the treasure mountain and not enter?" ”

"But that Sun Shaozong ......"

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn suppressed all the noise, and the master and apprentice silently went on the road again.

…………

Dali Temple.

After surviving the intrigue and intrigue for more than half an hour and no nutrition at all, Li Wenshan, the right Shaoqing, walked out of the flower hall with heavy steps, and was waiting to return to his official office to be quiet and quiet, and then Sun Shaozong rushed up:

"Lord Li, Lord Li, please stay."

Li Wenshan stopped in response and slowly turned around.

Seeing Sun Shaozong's smiling appearance, he became more and more unhappy in his heart, and couldn't help but criticize bluntly: "Lord Sun, although you took the initiative to solicit the case, it was also for the consideration of our Dali Temple, but you should not mention it anymore, just go directly past Lord Tingwei and report it to Your Majesty!" ”

Although the official document that transferred the 'heart-splitting case' to Dali Temple has not yet come down.

However, just now at the morning meeting, Sun Shaozong took the initiative to point out this matter 'in advance', and revealed the news that he might have to formulate 'military marriage regulations' on the emperor's orders for a period of time in the future.

This naturally caused Wei Yi's strong dissatisfaction.

Although the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, according to the laws of the imperial court, he is qualified to face the saint alone. But without saying a word, he directly crossed the level to petition, and a crime of contempt for the leader could not escape.

Therefore, the two had a-for-tat confrontation at the morning meeting.

Although Li Wenshan is a well-known good gentleman, he has always hated such "bad rules".

Fang Cai forcibly endured and did not participate in the war, but at this time, he couldn't help but open his mouth to accuse Sun Shaozong.

Sun Shaozong still smiled kindly, spread his hands and said, "How can Master Li also wronged me?" I entered the palace this time to face the saint, but it was really for the death of my subordinate Zhang An, because it was out of selfishness, and it was not good to discuss it in the yamen first. ”

"As for the case of Wei Kuai in Daxing County, it was also involved because of this - Brother Li should also be clear about this."

Li Wenshan also recalled this reminder that Sun Shaozong did mention some suspicious cases when he was looking for himself to dredge up the Zhang An case.

At the moment, his attitude softened slightly, but he still criticized in his mouth: "Even so, Lord Sun should also pay attention to his words and deeds, after all, Lord Tingwei has been in power for many years, no matter how ......"

"My lord, my lord!"

At this moment, Tang Weishan, the head of the Zuo Temple, suddenly came over in a panic, and shouted from afar: "There are two monks who were killed on the canopy boat of our Zuo Temple!" ”

Awning boats?

It can't be the one I used a few days ago, right? ()

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