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Zhu Biao couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene. He suddenly remembered a poem written by Zhu Yuanzhang back then, which happened to be used here today, so that Zhu Yuanzhang would plagiarize his own works in the future. He gently pushed away the long sword in Lu Fang's hand that was against the neck of the little novice, and said, "In this way, you go and get me pen and ink, and I will write a poem for your abbot, and he will naturally know who I am." ”

The little novice said, "Please wait a moment, donor." With that, he turned and went in, and closed the mountain gate.

Zhu Biao and Lu Fang glanced at each other and smiled helplessly.

"Brother Lu Fang, this time you can see someone who is not afraid of death."

Lu Fang inserted the long sword back into the scabbard and said, "This kind of monk, this is the first time I, Lu Fang, have seen it." ”

After a while, the mountain gate opened again, and the little novice came out with a research plate and a brush, and said, "Please forgive me, there is only pen and ink, but no paper." ”

Zhu Biao saw that there was a photo wall in the mountain gate, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I will write the poem on this photo wall." Without waiting for the little novice to speak, he took the pen and walked into the temple. When the little novice wanted to stop him, Zhu Biao said again: "Polishing ink for me." ”

The little novice hadn't agreed, but Zhu Biao had put ink on the research plate with a pen, and wrote on the wall:

Kill all the millions of soldiers in Jiangnan,

The sword at his waist was bloody.

The mountain monk is not a hero,

Just ask for your name.

Zhu Biao studied calligraphy in his previous life, and now he only uses a brush to do things every day, and that calligraphy is even more proficient, not losing to Song Huizong's thin gold body.

The little novice read the verses on the wall, recited them twice, silently wrote them down, and reported them to the abbot.

After a while, I saw an old monk holding a tin staff and wearing a robe, coming out of the temple, seeing Zhu Biao, respectfully and respectfully: "The old man doesn't know that the donor has arrived, and he has missed the distance, capital crime, capital crime!" ”

Zhu Biao also clasped his palms together and said: "The abbot is a high-ranking monk, and in the next mortal man, how dare he treat the abbot for capital crimes, the abbot has said it, and he has said it." ”

This old monk is the presiding elder Huiming of Jinshan Temple, who saved Zhu Biao's life when Zhu Biao and Fang La met in Jinshan Temple.

Abbot Huiming introduced Zhu Biao into the meditation room and served tea. Zhu Biao saw that although the furnishings in the old monk's meditation room were simple, they were very neat, and there was an incense burner, a wooden fish, and a few scriptures on the monk's table, and nothing else.

Abbot Huiming said: "The donor is now sweeping the south of the Yangtze River, the north rejects the Jin people, the merit is in the community, the benefit is in the people, today to visit the temple, what advice?" ”

Zhu Biao said: "Xiao Ke is a layman, who dares to say a lot of advice in front of the abbot, I just want to ask the abbot, if the Jin people come again, how should we deal with it?" ”

Huiming said: "If the donor is willing to be a loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty, he should go north, expel the Jin people, and recover the mountains and rivers; If the donor is willing to be a hero at that time to save the people from fire and water, he should also go north, expel the Jin people, recover Bianliang, and then go north and smash Huanglong. ”

Zhu Biao heard this, glanced at Huiming, and said secretly in his heart: "This old monk is amazing, what he said seems to have not been said, but if I want to save the people from fire and water, I should sit back and watch the Jin people attack Bianliang and destroy the Song Dynasty, otherwise how can he say that he wants me to recover Bianliang?" ”

At this time, I heard Huiming say: "It's just that whether the donor is willing to be a loyal minister of the Great Song Dynasty or a hero who saves his life from fire and water, I just hope that the donor will not kill indiscriminately and cherish the people's power." ”

Zhu Biao said: "Please rest assured, if Zhu is a good killer, he will still attack Tokyo this time, why go back to Jiangnan?" ”

Abbot Huiming said: "The donor sits less, and the old man goes to serve tea to the donor again." ”

After Huiming came back, the two said some truths about governing the country and securing the people, seeing that the sun had sunk in the west, Zhu Biao wanted to stay in the temple, but the abbot did not say anything to stay, and Zhu Biao had to leave with Lu Fang. In front of the wall where Zhu Biao inscribed the poem just now, Zhu Biao saw a spread of water under the wall, and then saw that his poems on the wall had been washed away, but replaced with another poem:

The prince did not dare to leave the inscription poem,

Leave behind for fear of ghosts and spirits.

Therefore, wash the clean water gently,

The red light still shoots the bull.

Zhu Biao laughed when he read the poem, and Lu Fang said: "This old monk is also so ignorant, now that the night is falling, he doesn't say that the owner of the village will stay on the mountain for a night." ”

Zhu Biao said: "Brother Lu Fang, it's not that this old abbot doesn't stay here for the night, it's that he doesn't dare to stay." ”

"Don't dare to stay?" Lu Fang said puzzledly: "Let's spend the night here, and it's not like last time, if we want to negotiate and kill people here, what is he afraid of?" ”

Zhu Biao said: "The old monk has made it very clear, one of my poems is 'red light is still shooting bullfighting', not to mention that I live here?" Besides, although our Liangshan now occupies half of the south of the Yangtze River, after all, the general trend of the world has not yet been decided, and he doesn't want to bring the disaster of destroying the temple to Jinshan Temple, you know? ”

Lu Fang listened to Zhu Biao's words, nodded as if he didn't understand, and then led the way in front and escorted Zhu Biao down the mountain.

Zhu Biao and Lu Fang left Jinshan Temple, crossed the river by boat overnight, and arrived in Runzhou.

Runzhou is the gateway to the east of Jinling, and when Zhu Biao and Lu Fang rode to the city of Runzhou, the city gate was already closed.

Zhu Biao and Lu Fang rode around under the city gate, and Lu Fang asked, "The owner of the village, do you want them to open the door?" ”

Zhu Biao said: "No need, let's find another place to stay for the night." ”

Lu Fang grabbed the reins of the horse and said: "Village master, let's come all the way from the riverside, but we haven't seen a few families, if we don't enter the city, it's not good for us to find something to rest." ”

Zhu Biao said: "Close the city gate after an hour, this is the military discipline and regulations set by our Liangshan army, if I don't follow Zhu Biao, who do you expect to obey?" Let's go, even if it's a night outside, I won't enter Runzhou City tonight. ”

The two turned their horses' heads and walked away with the stars and the moon. Suddenly, I saw a lot of dust in front of me, and it was obvious that a team of horses was coming towards me. Zhu Biao and Lu Fang hurriedly rode into the woods beside the road.

By the moonlight, Zhu Biao saw that there were about 30 people in this horse team, and the one in front was a young man in his early twenties. This young man rode a snow-white curly-haired horse, wore a soap gauze corner scarf, wore a purple embroidered tiger cloud shoulder, tied a delicate jade belt around his waist, and pedaled a pair of gold and green shoes on his feet, with a bow, and a pot of arrows, which looked very powerful.

Zhu Biao, who was in the forest, asked Lu Fangdao, "Do you know this person?" ”

The repeat offender looked at it for a while, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"It seems that he is going to enter the city, let's go, let's follow behind quietly, the general guarding the city gate will not open the city gate for this guy."