The three fat men got Li Muyun's explanation in advance, so naturally they would not give those monks a good face, and stood outside the cement kiln in a pretentious manner, and said to a middle-aged monk with his nostrils: "What's the matter, we are also hindering you by burning cement in our own land?" Didn't I say that you monks are too lenient? ”

The middle-aged monk held back his anger, pursed his lips and said: "This donor, you can't say that, you can naturally burn cement, but this dust is too big, and it is everywhere in our temple, is this a bit excessive?" ”

However, the three fat men obviously didn't care about this, and pouted and said, "I think you can move away, no one is stopping you, right?" ”

The middle-aged monk almost didn't come up in one breath and was choked to death by the three fat men, knowing in his heart that this was the other party deliberately finding fault, but there was no way, he was going to turn around and leave, but he saw that the cement kiln was smoking and had to stay.

After all, this cement kiln is open next to the temple, if it is like this for a day or two, it may not be a problem, but if it continues to be opened for many years, it is estimated that those believers will also change places.

After hesitating again and again, the middle-aged monk folded his hands and spoke again: "This benefactor, Buddhism is a quiet place, and it is really a little ...... for you to open this cement kiln here" Some monks did not say, paused and continued: "It's better to be like this, if you can, our temple will pay for it and choose another place for you, what do you think?" ”

The middle-aged monk thought that he was enough to keep his voice down, but the third fat man sneered: "What? Want to touch Lao Tzu with money? It's amazing to be rich! Is Lao Tzu a bad man? I'm not afraid to tell you, Lao Tzu likes the scenery here, and this cement kiln is still here! ”

Angry, it's really annoying, the middle-aged monk endured it again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and glared angrily at the three fat men: "This donor Hugh wants to mess around, you need to know that although Buddhism has rules and precepts, there is also a protector of the Dharma." ”

"Oh, are you scaring Lao Tzu? What's the matter, I don't think I'm planning to use force, right? Hey, come and see, the monk beats people, the monk beats people...... "The three fat men were not honest children in the first place, and after following some fools in Chang'an for a while, they became even worse, and they just lay on the ground and began to sprinkle without saying a word.

"Hula", with the shout of the three fat men, the workers who were still working inside just now suddenly poured out, surrounded all the monks, and pushed them.

These people are said to be workers, but in fact, most of them were selected from those people that Li Muyun brought to Songzhou in the past, and although a small number of them were not from the army, at least they were veterans of the army.

Naturally, it will not be a good thing for so many soldiers and ruffians of a county to surround the monks in the middle, and it is inevitable that there will be a miss when you push me to block, so a group fight started in the inexplicable situation of a group of monks.

The eyelids of Wannian County have been jumping during this time, the left eye has jumped after the right eye, the right eye has jumped after the left eye, this time is even more evil, the two eyes jump together.

However, when a group of monks and the three fat men, the 'celebrities of the capital', appeared, the eyelids of the county magistrate of Wannian County suddenly improved, and they stopped beating, and not only did the eyelids stop beating, but even the heart beat a few beats less.

This side is the descendant of King Xiaoyao, and one side is the host of the famous temples around Chang'an, and the two sides are not responsible for who he can offend with a five-grade county order.

But then again, the county official is not as good as the current management, no matter how great the monk's influence is, it is not as good as the guy who dares to draw a knife and stab people, who should be biased Wannian County Order still knows, the difference is whether the fat man can tell his truth.

As soon as the three fat men came to the court, they first raised their hands to speak, and took their responsibilities cleanly: "Lord County Order, I am under the emperor's order to increase cement production and prepare for the construction of the cement road on Jiannan Road, but these monks actually came to the door because they interfered with their Qing cultivation, and reasoned with them, but they were beaten by them, and I hope that the adults will make a clear decision!" ”

"My lord, he is talking nonsense, it is obvious that their people made the first move, and the poor monks and others did not beat him." The middle-aged monk came out of the crowd with two dark circles under his eyes, pointing at the three fat men and shouting.

As the so-called is tolerable and unbearable, uncle and aunt are unbearable, almost all monks watched the three fat men lie down by themselves, but this thing opened his eyes and said nonsense, and said that he was beaten, which made the middle-aged monk how to bear it.

Wannian County Ling naturally knew that it could not be the hand of the monk, but then again, the gods and ghosts are afraid of the wicked, and the reputation of the guy King Xiaoyao is too bad, and it is obviously not wise to offend him, but the monk is different, although there is a risk of offending, but at least he will not play yin.

So after pondering for a while, the Wannian County Commander looked at the three fat men and asked, "Li Jiade, what this master said is true?" ”

"Of course not." The third fat man stretched out his hand and pointed to a slap print on his face and said, "Look, Lord County, the handprint he hit me is still on my face." ”

Fingerprint? Wannian County Commander looked at the handprint on the fat man's face, good guy, it was as black as if he had been hit by an iron sand palm!

The middle-aged monk felt wronged, and loudly defended: "My lord, it was clearly he who beat him!" ”

"Fart, if you hit it yourself, this thumb print should be under your ear, but if you look at Lao Tzu's face, this thumb print is clearly on the side of the nose, how can this be your own shot." The three fat men did not wait for the county order to speak, and explained from a physiological and physical point of view that he had no way to make such a palm print for himself.

The middle-aged monk estimated that he had been in the temple for a long time, and he was more than inferior to the fat man in terms of words, and only after listening to his explanation did he react, and said loudly: "That's what you asked your companion to beat." ”

The third fat man pouted and said: "The preface is not right, it is clear that you are lying, trying to conceal the county order to judge the case, and this behavior should be added to the crime." ”

The middle-aged monk wanted to say something more, but an old monk who came halfway suddenly spoke: "Huineng, stop!" ”

"Yes! Master. Although the middle-aged monk was unwilling, he still didn't dare to disobey the old monk's words, and retreated with his hands together.

The old monk took two steps forward and saluted to the county order: "Lord Fujun, the fault of this matter lies with Huineng, the old monk is here to make amends to this benefactor on his behalf, and I hope that Lord Fujun can give him a chance to repent." ”

Seeing that the old monk was so 'reasonable', the county magistrate of Wannian let out a long sigh, and said with a smile: "The master of debate is polite, your family has words, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, if the disciple can really repent, this government will naturally not pursue it." ”

"In this way, thank you, Lord Fujun, the poor monk retires!" The old monk didn't look at the three fat men who were standing aside and were about to say something, and once again saluted the Wannian County Order, and then withdrew from the county government with a few apprentices who had been beaten with blue noses and swollen faces.

The three fat men looked at the monks who were far away, and jumped to their feet angrily and shouted: "Hey, what's the matter with you, it's over after you apologize?" Hey, you're being unreasonable! ”

Wannian County Commander walked down from behind the table, patted the three fat men and said, "Jiade, you kid forget it!" This matter is yours or not, it would be good to end like this, if you continue to entangle, I'm afraid you will suffer. ”

"Why, it's obvious that they made the first move, so why do you have to beat them a few boards!" The three fat men said with a stiff neck.

Wannian County Commander glared at the three fat men: "You are embarrassed to say, take a closer look, those monks' hands are clean, but your face is a black handprint, you said that this was beaten by the monks, who would believe it!" ”

"Uh......" The three fat men froze for a moment, and smiled awkwardly: "I said Old Tang, your eyesight is really good, you can see it." ”

Wannian County Commander rolled his eyes and didn't pay attention to the three fat men, thinking that the entire Chang'an was repairing the courtyard wall at the beginning, and the courtyard wall of his house was also repaired by the three fat men, but at that time, Li Muyun was not the king of the county, so the two knew each other at most.

And now that Li Muyun has been promoted to the king of the county, the status of the fat man is naturally rising, and he used to call Uncle Tang with the county order of Wannian, but now it is good, and he directly changed to the old Tang.

The fat man was bored and annoyed, and he said hello to Tang County Ling with a hippie smile and was about to leave, but he was stopped.

"What's wrong? Something? The fat man asked inexplicably.

Tang Xian Ling sighed: "It's not a big deal, I just told you, don't toss so much in the future, won't you?" Your uncle and I are about to die for half a year, I can't stand this, next time if you do this again, go directly to Chang'an County, don't come to me. ”

The three fat men laughed evilly: "Hehe, Old Tang, don't worry about this, no matter how old we are, no one will pit you, isn't it half a year?" We promise to let you retire safely. ”

"You kid can't speak, the more you say that, the more I don't feel at ease." Tang County Ling wanted to say something more, but when the words came to his lips, he took them back, shook his head and said: "Forget it, whoever you love, Lao Tzu will write his resignation later." ”

The third fat man saw that Tang County's order seemed to be serious, and hurriedly grabbed him: "Hey, hey, don't, I'll tell you, Mu Yun still has a big move to turn around, you must not retreat now, otherwise the benefits in your hands will fly." ”

"Big move?" Tang Xian Ling frowned, and shook off the three fat men: "Yes, Lao Tzu will go to write his resignation immediately." ”

"Hey, ...... you" The three fat men looked at Tang County's back in a panic and were dumbfounded, and only murmured after a while: "This old thing, running like a rabbit, is really fast." ”

It was night, in the Xiaoyao Palace, Li Muyun was carrying a chicken paw, squatting on the edge of the newly emerging pepper seedlings and gnawing, and the three fat men around him were chattering about what happened during the day.

When he said about the old monk, Li Muyun suddenly turned his head: "Wait, what did you just say the old monk's name?" ”

"Debater? What's wrong? The third fat man asked inexplicably.

Li Muyun bit the chicken paw in his mouth and muttered: "Debater, it sounds a little familiar, and I can't remember where I've heard it for a while." ”