The main hall of Tianqing Temple was full of monks, all sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting scriptures. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On one side of the main hall, there stood a middle-aged man with his hands behind him, with a majestic face, wearing a hood on his head, wearing a purple square heart round collar robe, a leather belt around his waist, and a carefully carved gold plate on the top of the leather belt reflecting the sunlight from outside the hall.

"The second brother is still so calm." At this time, a man dressed very similarly walked in from outside the hall, slightly younger, with a slow footstep, and said to the middle-aged man who was holding his hand.

"Mount Tai collapses in front and does not change color, and the elk is on the left and does not look instantly. This is the most basic requirement, how can you not hold your breath? The middle-aged man known as the "second brother" turned around and said lightly.

"It's been more than half a year since the second brother came back from Henan Mansion, and the emperor hasn't sent him, and even the title that should have been changed has not been heard from for a long time, aren't you in a hurry at all?" The younger man said with a little anxiety.

"Isn't this a send, what is the third brother anxious about." "Second brother" still had a calm expression and said lightly.

"Go to Tianqing Temple to pray for blessings? What kind of dispatch is this? The third brother said with an angry face.

"There is no good or bad sending, the key is whether you are attentive or not." The second brother said calmly.

"Second brother, don't drag these crepes, I don't want to hear it." The third brother interrupted irritably.

"You and I are the ancestors of the lineage, which is the target of the emperor's key precautions, and the unpopular royal monasteries left by the previous dynasty are not very compatible?" The second brother took a few steps forward, reached out and took a leaf scraped from outside the hall, put it on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it gently.

"Are these Confucian scholars who came here today any usable talents?" The third brother asked again.

"The old are old, the young are few, and there is no one who has merit and fame, how much talent can they learn?"

"Also, since Zhang Yuan defected to the Western Thief, anyone who has a little talent will also arrange a doctrinal dispatch, so as to save the appearance of another traitor who defects to the enemy to give the Emperor Song a good water second."

During the Renzong Dynasty, there was a scholar named Zhang Yuan, who had a grudge against the court because of repeated failures. At the same time that Li Yuanhao in the northwest was in turmoil, Zhang Yuan went to Xiazhou and joined the party as a traitor. In the first year of Qingli, with the assistance of Zhang Yuan, Li Yuanhao defeated the Song army at Haoshuichuan, causing heavy losses to the Emperor and Song. For this reason, the imperial court deliberately reformed the imperial examination system, and no longer dethroned in the palace examination, and the scholars who failed for many years were also given meritorious service in the form of grace lists, so as to avoid the emergence of a second Zhang Yuan.

The second brother laughed lightly and said, "But talents have the role of talents, and waste has the use of waste." ”

"The second brother is now being snubbed by the emperor, and those 'smart people' who have a little way out hide far away, and only these people will gather here." The third brother sighed softly and said.

"Duanwang frivolous? Oh, don't worry, it's still early. ”

The second brother touched the agate ring on his middle finger and said calmly.

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"What is the environment like in the thatched house?"

When Liu Yong returned to the side hall, Meng Fuzi happened to have just returned, and Yang Zhang asked jokingly.

"It stinks, what do you mean?" Liu Yong shook his head and replied seriously.

"You haven't come back for so long, we thought you thought the environment of the thatched house was good, so we moved in." Yang Zhang laughed.

"I don't have the 'elegant' taste of you." Liu Yong pushed Yang Zhang and said.

When he came out of Tianqing Temple, he had just arrived in Youshi, and there was still a period of time before school, and Meng Banxian, who had been smiling since he had seen the "prince" come back, was very happy to let Liu Yong take their leave, and the wrinkled smile made Liu Yong and Yang Zhang very suspicious of what kind of medicine the so-called "prince" had given Meng Banxian.

After school, Yang Zhang went directly to his father, while Wang Yu stayed to ask Meng Banxian for leave, and one of his cousins was going to get married three days later. Because Liu Xun came late, Meng Banxian has been making up lessons for him in the past few days, and Liu Yong can only go home alone, no, there is a yellow dog with a lame hind leg next to him.

In a back alley stood two sneaky men, the older one about thirty years old, and the younger one in his early twenties, both of whom were emaciated, dressed in narrow sleeves and brown, with a pair of gray hakama pants underneath, and the shoes on their feet looked very light.

"Is this the kid? Are you sure you're not mistaken? The older man asked softly.

"I asked Qian to find someone to ask the people in the yamen, and I met him alone when Liu Daoscar led the team yesterday, and I thought it was a little doll and let him go. Now that he thinks about it, he is most suspicious. The young man replied.

"The yamen said yes? If it's really him, why don't those idiots in the yamen go to him? The older man slapped the young man on the head and learned.

"The yamen thought that we received the news in advance and took the money away." The young man whispered in pain, then reached out and gently rubbed the back of his head to explain. "I've already inquired, this doll has bought a lot of meat buns for the lame dog next to him since last night, and every time it is a big discount of ten dollars, it is the new Chongning Tongbao. We also have a lot of newly minted Chongning big money in the money we have hidden there. With so many doubts, he must be right. ”

"Okay, I believe you once, I hope you're not wrong this time. Kaifeng Mansion is keeping an eye on it, whether it is the money he took or not, we will have to avoid the city for a while tonight. The older man clenched his fists tightly and said.

Liu Yong walked along the Cai River to Yujie like school on weekdays. In the past few days, heavy rains have fallen in many places in the south and the upper reaches of the Yellow River, causing the river to rise sharply, and the major ship owners have stopped their business for the sake of safety, and the surface of the Cai River, which used to be busy with ships, has suddenly become much colder.

"Wang-Wang!"

Turning into a remote alley, Liu Yong didn't notice anything, and the meat bun next to him screamed.

"What's wrong with the meat bun?" Liu Yong saw that something was wrong with the meat bun, so he hurriedly looked at the meat bun and asked.

I saw the meat bun screaming at one end of the alley, and then turned around and barked again at the other end of the alley.

Just as Liu Yong squatted down to appease the barking meat bun, a wicked man with a long stick appeared at each end of the alley, although he was thin, but his face was so angry that no one would think he would be a good person.

"This dog barks so annoyingly, if it weren't for the lack of time, I would have skinned this beast and braised it and ate meat." The younger villain who appeared from behind Liu Yong said viciously.

"Nonsense, get down to business." At the other end of the alley, another villain said impatiently.

"Got it, big brother." The younger villain replied with a flattering smile, and then continued to look at Liu Yong viciously and said, "Boy, you know why we are looking for you." ”

To be continued......

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