Chapter 309: Reciting it backwards

Li Chengxuan had to admit that although Xilingyue was confused in trivial matters and slow in affairs, she was extremely keen in investigating cases. After all, there are not many people who can think of this, and they can still think before him.

Seeing his serious expression, Xiling Yue had to explain: "Lord Wang, I know that you are for my good!" You handed over the case of the 'Pavilion Master' to Guo Juma, and lied to me that you didn't see Tutu Chengxuan...... You are afraid that I will suffer and want me to withdraw. But according to my temper, the case is halfway through the investigation, how can I give up halfway? ”

Li Chengxuan's face was gloomy and he didn't answer.

Xilingyue had to ask tentatively: "Hey, I'm here today, do you still want to drive me away?" ”

Li Chengxuan lowered his eyes and still didn't speak.

Xilingyue was a little flustered: "I can help you if I stay!" Wouldn't it be easier for the two of us to work together than you alone? ”

Li Chengxuan remained silent.

Xilingyue didn't dare to say anything more, and her heart was empty for a long time before she asked in a low voice: "I'll just let you agree?" ”

Li Chengxuan really couldn't do anything about her, so he could only raise a pair of handsome eyes,

Said helplessly: "Don't be so reckless in the future, you must tell me in advance!" ”

"Definitely, definitely!" Xiling Yue hurriedly made a guarantee. Naturally, she won't comply, and just wants to fool what is in front of her first.

After that, the two of them didn't say anything more, and they both looked out the door and waited for Master An Cheng to return. At this glance, the two of them realized that Venerable An Cheng had not gone far at all, and was standing in front of the hanging flower arch of the East Zen Temple, talking to a person. The man was hidden behind the weeping arch, revealing only one arm and a half-horned robe, and it could be seen that the man was dressed in black.

Xiling Yue remembered that when Xiao Shami came to report, she called the person who came "female master", and she couldn't help muttering: "What kind of 'real Luo fake Luo' mage, why did he accept a female apprentice?" Could it be that she is also a woman? ”

Usually the Buddhist rule is that the apprentices of male monks are also men, and only female monks accept female disciples. However, there are exceptions, so Xiling Yue is not sure.

Li Chengxuan didn't think this matter was strange, he was even more puzzled as to why Master Zhen Luo's senior apprentice was wearing a black dress. The monks of this dynasty do not wear black.

However, before the two could communicate any more, they saw Master An Cheng enter the East Zen Monastery with a group of monks, and walked straight to the west wing, unlocked and entered the house. After a short time, he instructed the monks to carry many cages out of the temple, and the cages were locked.

Why wasn't the box locked that night when it was soothing, but it's all locked today? Could it be that Venerable An Cheng has become wary? Xiling Yue counted silently while thinking, and found that there were no more cages carried out, no less, exactly thirty boxes. Her heart moved, and she hurriedly looked at Li Chengxuan: "Lord Wang! ”

Li Chengxuan handed her a less

An uneasy look.

Xiling Yue didn't dare to say more, and couldn't help but muttered to herself: "It seems that Venerable An Cheng and that Master Zhen Luo don't seem to have any problems, otherwise how dare they carry the box out in the daytime?" And in front of you! ”

Li Chengxuan still did not express his opinion, and made up his mind not to let her participate in the case of Shengchengang.

The two of them watched as the cages were neatly carried out by everyone, and Master An Cheng relocked the west wing and walked back. And from beginning to end, Master Zhen Luo's senior disciple has never shown up.

Fang was just busy, and the delay was a bit long, and Master An Cheng couldn't stop apologizing to Li Chengxuan: "I'm sorry for the prince, the poor monk has been gone for a long time." ”

"It doesn't matter." Li Chengxuan didn't get the slightest impatience, and still asked with a smile, "The cage that the Venerable Master carried out just now are all the old things of Master Zhen Luo?" ”

"yes!" Venerable An Cheng smiled and nodded, "She is a poor monk's old friend, and she has profound Dharma. ”

"Oh?" Li Chengxuan pretended to be unintentional and asked, "Is there such a master in Chang'an?" Why doesn't this king know? ”

"Master Zhen Luo is not in Chang'an, and she is self-studying, not a monk in the temple."

"Not in Chang'an?" Xilingyue was curious, "Then why did you send the box to Chang'an?" ”

"Oh, although she doesn't practice in Chang'an, her home is in Chang'an." Venerable Master An Cheng replied truthfully and apologized, "Her disciples, like her, are both cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and I don't want to disturb you when I hear that the prince is a guest here, so I hope you will forgive me." ”

Li Chengxuan waved his hand, indicating that it was okay.

Seeing that she hadn't talked about the topic for half a day, Xiling Yue couldn't help but be a little anxious, coughed dryly, and interjected: "Venerable Master, the little lady has a question for you. ”

Venerable An Cheng had a very good impression of Xiling Yue, and he did not refuse: "Female officer, please speak." ”

Xiling Yue deliberately asked, "When did your country start sending envoys to my Tang Dynasty?" ”

Venerable An Cheng thought back for a moment: "It should have come at the beginning of the founding of the Tang Dynasty. ”

"Then send Tang envoys to my Tang Dynasty, did they also copy a lot of good articles?"

"It's nature. Datang has a large number of talents, and the articles are romantic, which is really beyond the reach of our country. ”

Xiling Yue came to the spirit: "I wonder if the Venerable Master has ever heard of the Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng?" ”

Venerable An Cheng smiled: "How can a poor monk not know such a famous article? ”

Xiling Yue was overjoyed, but her face remained unmoved, and she continued to ask, "Is the Venerable Master familiar with this article?" ”

"It's like a stream."

Xiling Yue saw that he was full of confidence, so she smiled: "Then please ask the Venerable Master to compete with the little girl, you and I will be punished for drinking if you can't recite it, how about it?" ”

"Okay!" Venerable An Cheng deserves to be happy.

The two then asked Li Chengxuan to judge and began to recite the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng". One sentence by one, they recited the whole text in a short time, and they were all fluent and tied.

Xilingyue sighed, "Alas, alas, the Venerable Master is the same as the version I know. ”

Venerable An Cheng was puzzled: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Xilingyue pretended to regret: "The little woman is also hearsay, it is reported that Wang Zi'an wrote "Preface to King Teng's Pavilion" that year, and later spread to Chang'an by word of mouth, but for some reason a few sentences were missed. Coupled with the untimely death of Prince An, the real version was lost in the Tang Dynasty, I originally thought that your country often sent Tang envoys to and fro, maybe you can keep the complete version! ”

As soon as she said this, Venerable An Cheng gradually frowned, as if he remembered something.

Xiling Yue was about to open her mouth to ask, but was stopped by Li Chengxuan's look, who smiled and said: "This king's slave and maid are negligent in discipline, so the Venerable Master should not mind." ”

"No, no, no, the poor monk doesn't mind." Venerable An Cheng explained, "The poor monk remembered that he had indeed read a different "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" somewhere. ”

"What's the difference?" Xiling Yue hurriedly asked.

"It seems to be...... A few more words? Venerable An Cheng couldn't say clearly, "It's been too long, it's been twenty years." At that time, the poor monk could not read the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and only vaguely remembered that the ending was different from the current version. ”

(End of chapter)