The summer is like fire. On June 15, as soon as the sun appeared, the dust on the ground was so hot that smoke was rising. In the willow bushes on the banks of the Jinshui River, the cicadas that have just shed their shells show their first voices in the early morning sun. The sound of cicadas woke up the perched forest birds, and soon the cicadas and birdsongs were mixed together, clear and abnormal, as if to wake up the entire Bianliang.

It's a pity that the people of Bianliang got up earlier than these birds and insects. Since Yue Fei's wedding in Bianliang, the guests who came to Bianliang to congratulate the gift found that although Bianliang was dilapidated, it was in excellent order and had many business opportunities, and most of them had set up shops in Bianliang. Although it has only been more than ten days, the main street of Bianliang has been newly decorated, the shops are dressed in red and purple, and the guys are wearing green cloth shirts, standing in front of the shops, all looking very energetic. These days, the busiest are those who know how to trade, whether you are a carpenter, a bricklayer, a painter or a lacquerer, all of them have taken over the endless work. The homeless people who don't know how to craft also have work to do, but it is all rough and tiring work, such as cleaning the streets and alleys, dredging sewers, and repairing the city walls. After the looting of the Jin soldiers and the burning of Wang Jun, most of the buildings in the entire Bianliang City became ruins, looking extremely desolate. Displaced people can earn 20 copper coins a day by cleaning up the rubble, and they can manage two meals in the morning and evening. Because of this, Datun, who belonged to Chen Heihu and Nie Wanjin, two displaced people who were very close to Bianliang, handed over all the work in the field to the old and weak women and children, and the young and strong refugees rushed to Bianliang early every morning to find work in Bianliang. The displaced people who survived the catastrophe did not know what exhaustion was, they only knew that now they have fields and land, and there is a protector army that never disturbs the people, as long as they work hard, it will not take them three or five years to earn a family business.

Compared to these industrious homeless, the birds and insects wake up a little later. As soon as their cries were formed, the displaced people outside the city had already entered the city from under the forty-eight gates of Bianliang City.

Bianliang City has a radius of more than 40 miles, a total of 48 city gates, these city gates are now all open, there are no gate soldiers at the city gates, and no entrance fees are charged. This is also one of the reasons why Bianliang's popularity has quickly recovered. In the era of Huizong, if you want to enter Bianliang City, you have to pay ten eldest sons first. If you go to the city to do business, the city entrance fee will also be paid according to the value of the goods. If you are unlucky, you may even have your goods confiscated by the city gate soldiers. Today, there are no more formidable city guards at the city gates, and there are no more white city managers who look like they are playful. Only on top of the tall and wide trotting walls stood the guards in iron armor.

Whether it is a hawker who enters the city to find work, or a street hawker who carries a load and pushes a cart into the city to do business, when passing by the city gate, he will look up at the standing straight people's army, the Song army brought these hawkers only fear and disgust, but now these people's protectors bring them only a solid sense of security.

Everyone secretly praised in their hearts, such a people-protecting army that never disturbs the people, I'm afraid only Marshal Yue can train it. Yue Dashuai is worthy of being the golden-winged Dapeng Ming King sitting down by the Buddha, he is really merciful and compassionate, and Ze is born.

In order to make the Daxiangguo Temple's buying conference the most successful in history, the abbot of Zhiyuan exerted his peerless skills, while blowing the wind with various wealthy squires, while hyping up the reopened Bianliang Mansion newspaper. The reopened Bianliang Di Newspaper has changed from a semi-monthly issue to a three-day issue today, and its name has also been changed to the Beijing Times. The newspaper was a joint venture between Li Bashao and Cao Yan, the owner of Pan Lou, and was distributed free of charge for the first three months. The Emperor and Song Dynasty were very literate, and many homeless people could read all the papers in the Beijing Times.

Through these two means, KLCII succeeded in making the conference spread all over the wealthy circle. However, it is not enough to have rich people, because this is the best opportunity to promote the Great Xiangguo Temple, and the more people who come to participate in the shopping meeting, the better, so Zhiyuan sent monks in the temple to set up relief points in various migrant workers' relief places to eliminate disasters and diseases for the displaced people for free, and at the same time, he did not forget to tell the displaced people that the shopping meeting on June 15 was organized by Yue Shuai and Zhiyuan for the displaced people, and all the money raised will be used for the displaced people. What's more, they didn't forget to say mysteriously that the reason why Yue Shuai was so merciful was because Yue Shuai was the reincarnation of the Dapeng Golden-winged Ming King who sat down as the Buddha, and he came to save the world. And the Zen master Zhiyuan, who protects the country, is one of the five hundred arhats where the Buddha sits, and in his previous life, he had a friendship with Yue Shuai, so he and Yue Shuai hit it off at first sight and became a lifelong acquaintance who forgot his life.

The monks were so convincing that the homeless people were naturally convinced. Because of this, on the 15th day of June, almost all the work in Bianliang City came to a standstill, whether it was the rich gentry or the homeless craftsmen who wore tattered but cleanly washed shirts, they all stopped their work, and fought for a day without making money, and they also had to go to the Daxiangguo Temple to cheer for the Dapeng Golden-winged Ming King and the golden-bodied Arhats. I heard that Yue Shuai will bring his wife Li Xiao'e to personally drop the hammer for the buying conference, as long as he can see Yue Shuai, it is worth not eating for a day. So all the people of the city came with their families. There are also homeless people outside the city who bring their wives and children into the city, if not for anything else, just to let their families get a little bit of Yue Shuai and Zhiyuan's Buddha light and fairy energy.

Daxiangguo Temple covers an area of thousands of acres and has no problem accommodating tens of thousands of pilgrims. But with the influx of homeless people, the huge monastery was soon overcrowded. Fortunately, Abbot Zhiyuan had already prepared and sent many monks who could speak well outside the temple to persuade the displaced people not to go to the temple again, and they could witness this large-scale buying meeting outside the temple anyway.

In the main courtyard of the Great Xiangguo Temple, a floating slaughter-shaped high platform has already been built with solid wood, about five or six zhang high, and there are five or six zhang square circles on the platform, and behind the platform, there are dozens of meters long wooden steps that can be slowly walked up. Nowadays, the whole body of the high platform is covered tightly with yellow satin, and the things on the table cannot be seen at present.

The monk told the homeless people that when the sun rises to the third pole, Yue Shuai will walk up to the high platform with his wife and personally uncover the curtain covering the high platform, so that everyone can see their peerless demeanor, and of course, the peerless light of the magic weapon.

These homeless people who couldn't squeeze into the temple secretly hated that they were late, but they were also looking forward to Yue Fei's arrival. Where there are people, there are business opportunities. Since the shopping meeting has not yet begun, many street vendors are squeezing around the crowd with their burdens, sweating and shouting for a go, please let go, while shouting at the top of their voices, "Crispy and sweet watermelon, a penny for a penny, no money if it's not sweet, no money if it's not red." Or "bean curd, a big bowl of bean curd for a penny, drink a bowl to quench your thirst and hunger." "Either that" pull the drum, folks, buy one for the child and take it back, two pennies a piece. ”

Some of the homeless people were reluctant to spend money, so they took out their own dry food to fill their stomachs and ran to the free well to drink a stomach of cold water. Displaced people who are generous or well-off will buy a watermelon and share it with their family and friends.

In addition to the vendors who sell things, many jugglers also showed their own unique skills in the crowd, stepping on stilts, selling strong pills, dancing knives and swords, and shaking empty bamboos, which attracted many homeless people to watch. The most popular among the homeless people are a few Tianzhu monks who perform magic tricks, and in full view of everyone, they take off their turbans, release a few pigeons, and swallow a meter-long sword into their stomachs, opening their mouths to spit fire and smoke. This kind of magic made the eyes of the homeless people who had never seen the world widen, and they couldn't even care about the scorching sun above their heads, allowing sweat to flow from their foreheads and into their gaping mouths.

These Tianzhu monks had a very unsatisfactory life in Tianzhu, and heard that the Great Song Dynasty Bianliang was prosperous, and the Hu people lived like a fish in water, so they rushed all the way from Tianzhu to Bianliang. As a result, as soon as he entered the Song Dynasty, he found that the soldiers were in chaos and the people were struggling to make a living. If it weren't for the superb illusion skills of these monks, who flickered a lot of homeless people who blocked the road and robbed, they might not have been able to get to Bianliang and would have hung up. finally came to Bianliang, but was surprised to find that there was no trace of Hu people in the city. After inquiring, I learned that it was the Hu people who made a rebellion and was slaughtered by Zhang Xian.

When these monks were escorted to the Fan Kingdom Pavilion by the guards at the gate, they thought that they would definitely not escape death. Unexpectedly, although the officials who received them were stern, when they asked them for their intentions, they sent each of them a road guide, and then said with a smile, "A few Tianzhu monks don't need to be afraid, the Protector Army does not hate the Hu people." We hate only the Hu people who have mutilated my people. If the Hu people are already guarded, the gate of Bianliang City will be opened for them at any time. ”

The Tianzhu monk was relieved. Although the current situation of Bianliang made them feel a little disappointed, they were exhausted, and it was impossible to return to Tianzhu, so they could only go to Daxiangguo Temple to place an order. Although Abbot Zhiyuan was dismissive of the illusions of these monks, seeing that they were also from the Buddha's hometown, he let them stay in the temple temporarily. After a few days of staying, the monks learned that in the area under the jurisdiction of the Protector Army, if all the Hu people wanted to pass unimpeded, they had to carry the road guides issued by the Fan State Pavilion with them, otherwise they would be killed as spies at any time. However, the people of the Central Plains did not need a road guide, and they could move freely. Several monks cursed in their hearts, and the rumors were not credible. Who said that the Hu people can be superior to others in Bianliang, it is clear that they are the people of the Song Dynasty who are one rank higher than us, okay!

In order to earn enough money to go home, several Tianzhu monks could be regarded as fighting before the start of the buying conference, and took out all their unique skills, and received a lot of cheers and applause. Soon a few wealthy merchants' families came up to meet with some of the monks, and wanted to invite them to perform at their homes after the festival to celebrate the birthday of their masters, and as for the money, it was extremely rich. Seeing that the money was very good, the dark faces of the Tianzhu monks finally showed a smile.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, I unconsciously have three shots a day. Suddenly, a drum sounded on the high platform, and for a moment everything was silent, and even the birds and insects in the temple stopped chirping for a while. The red curtain covering the high platform was suddenly cut open by a pair of scissors, and the two red curtains fluttered down, revealing the scene on the high platform.

On the high platform, there is a huge golden statue of Rulai. On both sides of the statue, there are twenty-four tables. I don't know when, there is more than one magic weapon on each table, gold and jade glass, and so on. Under the reflection of the sun, each ritual vessel shone with dazzling light. The light flashed in a flash, almost blinding the eyes of the spectators.

In addition to the magic weapon, now there is a pair of wall people standing on the high platform, the man is not tall, the appearance is not handsome, up and down, but there is a mountain atmosphere, the woman he is holding in his hand is wearing a bright yellow lady's long dress, radiant, eyebrows are picturesque, like a bodhisattva.

Some of the displaced people in the audience recognized the wall people on the stage, and some did not know them, but they also guessed who the wall people were. Before they could call out their names, they saw the man clasping his fists to the homeless people in the audience, and said loudly, "In Xia Yue Fei, greet all the guests." Greetings to all folks. ”

For a while, nearly 100,000 people almost clenched their fists in their chests at the same time, saluting Yue Fei back, and several hawkers were too impatient to even knock their picks to the ground. Just kidding, Yue Shuai hugged his fists at me, I didn't return the courtesy, but I would be thundered by the sky. It's a pity that because they didn't have any training, all the homeless people just clasped their fists and saluted, and they didn't shout Yue Fei's good slogans in unison like later generations.

Yue Fei saw that the homeless people below were too nervous, and immediately pointed at Li Xiao'e with his finger, and said loudly again, "Folks, this beautiful woman with scissors in my hand is my wife Li Xiao'e. My wife is as beautiful as a fairy, and Yue is fortunate to be able to marry her. Therefore, Yue Mou is also here to wish the young people in the audience who have not yet married wives to marry a beautiful lady. ”

The homeless people in the audience immediately laughed, and at the same time put down the fists that were holding on to their chests. Li Xiao'e was blushed by Yue Fei's words. In fact, Li Xiao'e didn't want to show up in public, after all, it was against the etiquette of the boudoir. Yue Fei said very seriously that what the Protector Army wants to establish is not a dynasty with three outlines and five constants, but a new era in which women can also show their faces.

Li Xiao'e thought for a while and thought that Yue Fei was polite, so she agreed to walk on the high platform with Yue Fei. Now in the face of the loud cheers of the homeless people in the audience, Li Xiao'e held her hands on her waist and was blessed.

Seeing that Li Xiao'e also returned the salute to them, the cheers of the displaced people in the audience became louder. Many people even shed tears while cheering. These ordinary people, when they saw a squire's wife in the past, they only had to retreat to the side of the road. Where have I endured the staring eyes of the ladies? Now not only Yue Shuai, but even Yue Shuai's wife treats them with courtesy, and in an instant, many homeless people unconsciously straighten their waists. Under the courtesy of Yue Fei and Li Xiao'e, they truly felt the dignity of equality.

Seeing that the displaced people in the audience gradually calmed down, Yue Fei said loudly again, "My dignified Central Plains is the land of outstanding spiritual things and treasures, and now the golden dog and iron hooves are stepping on the realm, slaughtering my people, burning my countryside, all my Central Plains men, stand up and defend the country." Yue Mou has been fighting for a year since Tianfu, and has fought dozens of battles with Jin soldiers, although he has won a lot, he can't protect my people. Yue felt very guilty. Although manpower is sometimes poor, if a person has a heart, he will surely overcome the heavens. Master Zhiyuan of Daxiangguo Temple, the Buddha's mouth is compassionate, pity the people's suffering, first save more than 10,000 displaced people, and send gold and silver in the temple to donate to the people's army, the food eaten by the villagers, the agricultural tools used, may be the kindness of the abbot of Zhiyuan. What the abbot of Zhiyuan did can really be called a bodhisattva in the flesh. But the abbot of Zhiyuan still felt insufficient, and today he held a big buying meeting, put the treasured magic utensils in the temple on the stage to buy, and decided to raise funds for the people of the Central Plains. Such a compassionate monk, there is only one abbot in the world! Below, please invite the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, the Zen master of the protector of the country, and the abbot of Zhiyuan to come to the stage! ”