After these people entered the backyard, they were very familiar with the road, and more than 20 men and women walked into several groups and walked into each row of houses, only a fat monk in a yellow robe accompanied by a 60-year-old purple-clothed old man in good spirits, walking to the third row. Behind him were six retinues in green clothes and hats, one of whom was still looking around. Looking at the appearance of the old man, it must be Feng Dao, who is known as the "five generations" tumbler.

After Feng Dao and the fat monk turned to the third row, they suddenly stopped talking. After a while, I heard Feng Dao say: Who wrote this? ”

Hearing Feng Dao's voice, Ma Yun's heart couldn't help pounding, and after glancing at Zhao Tong, he saw that his face was a little pale, his lips were a little blue, and his hands and feet were also a little trembling, not only frightened but also nervous.

Then, I heard a family member say, "Master, what do you think of this poem?" ”

I heard Feng Dao snort coldly and said, "Good poetry, good talent... ”

Ma Yun's heart was relieved, and the leader said that it would be good. Zhao Tong's face also seemed to be a little human, as if he had come to life again.

Who knows, the old voice started again: "What a big breath, hehe, master abbot, who made this poem?" ”

Then a voice sounded: "Amitabha, this, there is obviously no one on the door panel this morning." ”

"Oh? Haha, it must be a hermit who has never met a talent, specially written for the old decay. Before he had finished speaking, he saw a servant who seemed to inadvertently straighten his hat. Zhao Tong immediately sighed like ashes.

As soon as Feng Dao's words were finished, several eyes swept around, and then a rough voice shouted, "Look! There are people in the bamboo forest, who is it? Stand up. ”

Ma Yun looked at Zhao Tong's overwhelmed expression, thinking of the ancient strict law, although he didn't know what the crime of scribbling and colliding with the chief was, he couldn't hold his breath anymore, stood up and ran out of the woods, and pointed to the shirtless man: "Thief, where are you running!" ”

Then, he said to Feng Dao's subordinates: "This thief stole the things in the Great Xiangguo Temple. ”

The shirtless man was taken aback, and as soon as he stood up, he heard a snap, his clothes fell to the ground, and a pot of beautiful moon flowers rolled out.

The man could no longer care about any flowers, so he grabbed his clothes from the ground and ran straight into the woods. Several of Feng Dao's entourage also ran over, shouting, "Where to run." ”

Ma Yun blocked the way, posed in a classic pose of Huang Feihong, and shouted: "Come and catch the thief, there is a thief in the backyard, don't call the thief away." ”

The bare-chested young man ran over and kicked at Ma Yun, who hurriedly retracted Huang's shape and took a step back. That man's leg skills seemed to be very good, and when he saw Ma Yun retreating, he kicked him again with his left foot.

Just now, Ma Yun took too small a step back, and saw the man kick him in the chest with his left foot again. said that it was too late, Ma Yun had no choice but to lean back, put his hands in front of his chest, and prepared to resist this foot, and then join the strength of everyone to take down the bare-chested youth.

It's a pity that an accident completely disrupted Jack Ma's plan. The man's kick was so fast that it actually passed between his hands and kicked straight to his chest, Ma Yun had a sharp pain in his chest, lost his center of gravity, and fell backwards on the side of his body, and his two hands grabbed in the air for a while, and actually grabbed the feet of the shirtless young man.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Ma Yun fell to the ground, and even the shirtless young man fell on top of him.

Ma Yun endured the severe pain on his body, supported the ground with his left hand, and just wanted to turn over. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and the bare-chested young man's right hand pressed on Ma Yun's body, and he was about to run when he got up, Ma Yun said in his heart: You can't run, you have to top this tank for us. So, Ma Yun moved, and his right hand made a move "Monkey Picking Peaches", just grabbed the target, then pinched it hard, and then dragged it down hard, only to hear the shout of the bare-chested young man "Ah", shrunk to the ground, covered his crotch with both hands, and couldn't stand up again.

Then the four retinues finally caught up and captured the bare-chested young man. The shirtless young man shouted and begged for mercy: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am honest, I confess, please let me curl up on the ground first." ”

The four of them looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Ma Yun together, as if to say: Hero, good means. Ma Yun raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied: Little case.

Seeing Master Abbot and Feng Dao walking slowly from behind, Ma Yun bowed deeply and said, "Master, hello." Me and my friend this morning. He pointed at Zhao Tong and continued: "We watched this person climb from the crooked-necked willow tree behind, and guessed that this person might be unfavorable to your temple, so my friend and I climbed over together, and I still ask the master to forgive me." ”

The fat monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Amitabha, thank you to the donor for your help and arresting the thief who stole the flowers." ”

At this time, more than ten guards with knives ran in from the courtyard gate, and the leader ran in front of Feng Dao and said, "Master, you are frightened. ”

Feng Dao smiled and said: "Hehe, there is no danger, but it also adds to the fun of life." You go and escort this flower thief to Kaifeng Mansion for trial. ”

The man groaned, and was about to lead someone to escort the shirtless young man out.

Feng Dao suddenly whispered again: "Li Yun, go back and tell Sangfu Yin, just say that Feng Dao suggested that he should pay more attention to the graffiti in the city recently, and punish these people severely." ”

Feng Dao looked at Ma Yun and the two of them carefully, and said: "Both of them are scholars, the two are elegant, bold and careful, and resourceful, which is really admirable to the old man." ”

Ma Yun and Zhao Tong glanced at each other, this tumbler has something to say.

When Ma Yunzheng didn't know how to answer, he only heard Zhao Tong ask: "Feng Xiangye, hello." The student Youzhou people, came to Beijing to study, and just happened to see the poem engraved on the door, I don't know what the adults say about it? ”

Feng Daohaha laughed: "It turns out that it is still a close village." The old man has been up and down in the sea for forty years, and he has assisted the monarch five or six, what kind of people have not seen it, what kind of words have not been heard, the world is willing to make safflower, but how many people can do it? How can you be content with national affairs if you have a low eye for people in the world and a heart of luck? ”

What do you mean? Spicy mother, Feng Dao, a bastard, seems to already know who made this poem. However, Ma Yun didn't want to embarrass them when he looked at Feng Dao. Hey, writing poems to recommend yourself is fresh, Brother Zhao, then you should first figure out the preferences of this tumbler.

Zhao Tong said a little unconvinced: "Talking about people with poetry is inevitably unfair." ”

Feng Dao continued to laugh and said, "Then how should you evaluate an unfamiliar person? Nowadays, the Khitan people are going south, the state affairs are difficult, and some people inevitably want to take risks, with small and big, like moths to a fire, hey, how many people in the world have self-knowledge? The old man is old, and he will leave Beijing tomorrow to take up his post. We meet today because of fate, and if I have a word, I will give it to you. Contentment rejoices. ”

Zhao Tong glanced at me, swept Feng Dao, and said angrily: "The student has been taught, and the tumbler is really happy." After saying that, he turned his head and left, Ma Yun had no choice but to smile at Feng Dao awkwardly and said, "Feng Xiangye, don't be surprised, my friend has such a stinky temper, you always take care of it." ”

Feng Dao smiled, turned around, and walked slowly towards the first room of the third row of rooms with steady square steps. Ma Yun also nodded to his father-in-law, and then turned around to chase Zhao Tong. Of course, he ran with his hands over his buttocks.

Zhao Tong didn't know if he was too angry, so he didn't mention the change of clothes anymore, and climbed directly from the crooked neck willow tree. Ma Yun looked at him sullenly, and finally climbed the tree over the wall helplessly, Xu was kicked and injured by the shirtless man just now, and Ma Yun fell from the tree without paying attention. With the two sounds of "stabbing", Ma Yun thought depressedly: I can officially announce that I have joined the beggar gang.

Seeing Zhao Tong's lonely face, Ma Yun couldn't help but comfort him and said: "Feng Dao is a person who is cautious and sleek, and he has a reputation, if I had known that you recommended yourself to him, I would definitely stop you." ”

Seeing that Zhao Tong was a little puzzled, Ma Yun continued: "Since the death of the Tang Dynasty, the emperors of the Central Plains have been exchanged like a marquee, and Feng Dao can't stand still, what does Brother Zhao think is the reason?" ”

"If Feng Dao is someone like Wei Zheng, what will happen to him?"

Zhao Tong thought for a while and said, "Maybe he was killed a long time ago." ”

"Yes, Wei Zheng cares about the world, and when he sees the bad behavior of the monarch and the suffering of the people, he will definitely speak up. Obviously, Feng Dao is not such a person, he is weak, has no position, and has no principles. What if Feng Dao is a person like Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui? ”

Zhao Tong thought for a while and said, "Then the world should not be so chaotic." ”

Therefore, although Feng Dao's article is well written, it really does not have the talent of the world, the ability to adapt, and the whole thing is a glass ball, which is useless. The ups and downs of the sea are the inevitable experience of officials, what did Yao Chong and Song Jing do when they were belittled? What did he Feng Dao do? ”

Zhao Tong paused and said: "I heard that Feng Dao did not set up an official frame in his hometown, but personally went to the field to work, and also went up the mountain to cut firewood, and he also tried his best to help some families who lacked labor, and he lived in a thatched house, and he did not accept anything sent by the local officials." ”

"Yao Chong and Song Jing live above the temple, they worry about their people, and they live far away from the rivers and lakes, they worry about their kings. When Feng Dao was reprimanded, he actually did those things, what does this mean? Feng Dao is selling his reputation. Monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, are where the righteousness lies, and what do the emperors of the previous dynasties do to him. But Feng Dao ushered in the send-off, which was really shameless. ”

Ma Yun paused for a moment, and then said: "Brother Zhao, like this kind of fatherless and gentlemanless, weak and sleek, famous, honest and shameless person, who is as slippery as a glass egg, if you appreciate Brother Zhao, then I really feel worthless for Brother Zhao." ”

Zhao Tong was silent for a long time, and then bowed deeply: "Brother Ma's words are really like an empowerment." Seeing that Zhao Tong always looked unwilling, Ma Yun didn't bother to persuade again, and said casually: "Brother Zhao, come with me, we have a good meal today." He took Zhao Tong back to the door of Daxiangguo Temple, took out a knife, and just carved a "big" word on the wall outside the door, when he heard the sound of "dang", and a pair of iron chains hung on Ma Yun's neck.