"That's what I said back then. Later, you will change your mind. Zhu Qi took a sip of noodle soup. Many things in life are involuntary. ”

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Even if you can't help yourself, you have to try hard before you talk about it." Otherwise, it's really boring. ”

Zhu Qi nodded and said, "Whatever you want." Here in Shanxi, it is impossible to really kill everyone by temperament. That's too radical, and the Holy One won't agree to it. Yang Fan nodded and said, "So I'll give you this list and let the Holy Lord decide." ”

"Do you know what I admire most about you?"

Yang Fan stood up and said, "Zong Ling is in love." I took my leave under it. "For the old man who is old, relying on the old and selling the old, Yang Fan has seen more than one or two, each of them has its own set, but he still wants you to follow them, the best way is to hang it aside, not bird them. Looking at the departing back, Zhu Qi shook his head with a smile and asked, "How is this successor?" ”

The evening breeze was blowing, and the generally sleepy old man made his nose, "The luck is green and golden, and the attention is to position the extremely human minister, which can be supplemented." Zhu Qizhu's lips moved, and he said: "Qinggong Building was burned back then, and the Zongren Mansion has been hidden since then. Now, after a hundred years, the foreign court has assisted the imperial power, but there is a little bit of containment. ”

The old man of the noodle stall scratched his sideburns and said with a smile: "Holy is still holy." It's just that now it seems that this country doesn't need much of a saint's decision. This has become a group of courtiers who take the world as their own responsibility, invisibly, fighting for power with our saints. There must always be a right and wrong in a matter. And now, the power to judge is not in the hands of the saints, but in the hands of those ministers. ”

"This problem is not a problem that can be solved."

Zhu Qi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?" ”

The old man Ma Li cleaned up the noodles and said, "The saints are all taught by them." You say that even if the Holy One wants to oppose it, isn't that tantamount to opposing himself? Even if there is a different voice now, even if the tax reform can indeed effectively alleviate the dilemma of natural disasters, even if the so-called banknotes. Being able to pull out more silver, isn't it a compromise in the end? ”

Zhu Qi smiled and nodded: "There are some rotten things, the reason why they can exist. It shows that there is a reason for existence, and there are still people who seek profit. Breaking this rule is not something that can be done overnight. But when did you think so broadly? ”

"Just think about it, think about it, think about it, and have some ideas."

Zhu Qi chuckled and said, "It's not a headache for us." Since you can't find the best way. Let it exist until a better rule replaces it. The sky is clear and the stars are bright, Zhu Qi raised his head slightly, and muttered: "Tomorrow is another good weather." He was just about to put his hand on the table, but the man was crooked and almost fell to the ground. The table hung silently on the noodle pick.

"Are you in a hurry to die? In such a hurry to close the stall? ”

The old man of the noodle stall stared at the stool under Zhu Qi's buttocks, and he was short of this stool, "It's a stall today." What, you still have a bowl? The old man didn't seem to be very afraid of Zhu Qi, and looked at Zhu Qi, who was a little angry. The eyebrows and eyes were smooth, and the cat was smoking the bench under Zhu Qi's buttocks.

"Old noodles, it's too much!" Zhu Qi's sleeve robe waved. The owner of the noodle stall showed a few yellow teeth, the burden fell to the ground, and he picked up the scoop and turned around. The movement of his hand did not stop, and he slightly lifted the lid of the pot and leaned into the noodle soup.

"Don't!" Zhu Qi finally stood up and said angrily: "It's going to be these three indiscriminate tricks!" I look down on you! Zhu Qi, who was full of cleanliness, frowned, a little unhappy.

The old man took up his burden and put the bench on his shoulder. "It's not less than three indiscriminate, it depends on the person. If I do it to others, I really can't do it to you. It must be done. He smiled sheepishly.

"Get down to business. What's going on over there at the Hanging Temple? ”

"Monk Lai has already presided over the Hanging Temple, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's fine. Guess who I saw yesterday? ”

"Who?"

Zhu Qi smiled and said, "An old thing that stepped into the coffin with one foot." ”

"I know?"

He smiled, "Bu operator, and it should be a real master-apprentice relationship with Yang Fan." At first, when he was in Beijing, Yang Fan said that he was a disciple of the fortune operator. I didn't believe it, and thought it was supposed to be in the ground. I didn't expect to see him in Taiyuan City. At that time, I was blind and ordered a plate of stewed north and south for him to see what he meant. ”

"Wait, you said that kid was his apprentice?"

Zhu Qi nodded and said, "It is estimated that he doesn't know that this old Taoist faked his death back then and was kept in the dark." I think the old man is secretly protecting that kid. ”

"What you did in this deal is really a sentence to say, and it really makes a little bit of sense."

Zhu Qi raised his eyebrows and said: "Bu Laodao's prestige, if he can really agree to the confluence of the north and the south, he will definitely be able to respond to every call." But this old stubborn is unwilling, so I will kidnap his apprentice in disguise. At that time, he Yang Fan was the sect commander of the Zongren Mansion, and he was also a true monk, and he and Wang Zhenren of the Jingshi Taihe Palace promoted the confluence of the north and south. The chess pieces we left in Zhengyi, Wudang Mountain and Hanging Temple can also be all connected. ”

"It was a brilliant move."

Zhu Qi shook his sleeve robe a little proudly, and said, "Don't look at who I am." ”

"The Cowhide King!"

"Old noodles, didn't you say that you shouldn't mention this stubble! You untrustworthy liar! Zhu Qi's roar came from the night sky.

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Hengshan Hanging Temple, the temple is based on the half-inserted flying beam, skillfully borrows the rock to conceal the support, the beams and pillars are integrated up and down, the corridor railing is connected left and right, the twists and turns are surprising, and the virtual and the real are born together. Since the confluence of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, there are three Buddha halls, Taiyi halls, Guandi Temple, drum towers, bell towers, Garan halls, Goddess of Mercy Palace, Jizo King Bodhisattva Palace, Thousand Hands Guanjian Palace, Shakya Palace, Leiyin Palace, Sanguan Palace, Chunyang Palace, Three Religions Palace, and Five Buddha Palaces.

Among them, the Three Religions Hall is a typical hall that embodies the "unity of the three religions", and is located on the top floor of the third part of the Hanging Temple. The three masters gathered together, the middle is the founder of Buddhism Shakyamuni, the left is the founder of Confucianism Confucius, and the right is the originator of Taoism Lao Tzu.

"It's strange, it's nothing, but it's blue-gold, why?"

The people in the other seat are really old people. At this moment, the twisted beard muttered: "Shangcheng Zhenwu and the Second Emperor of Donghua, how can they be compared with ordinary people's luck?" This green is not the green of official prosperity, but the green of the blue sky and the white sun; This gold is not the gold of abundant wealth, but the gold of the true fire of samadhi. Lei Tian is strong, this kind of opportunity is very acceptable. (To be continued.) )