His sister was defiled, and Yuan Chu naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so when all the farmers started their summer farm work, he issued an edict against Wen Zhuo's guilt.

Wen Zhuo has ordered the princes with the Son of Heaven to dictate several states, holding fertile land and heavy troops.

The heroes of the world and the princes of the Ten Roads have been angry for a long time and have complained deeply.

When Yuan Chu's edict of guilt was issued, the heroes of the world and the princes of the Ten Roads responded one after another, and they all wanted to unite with Wen Zhuo, and then divide the fertile land and heavy troops in Wen Zhuo's hands.

Just like when they did with the Red Turbans.

History is always strikingly similar, how Wen Zhuo dealt with the Red Turban Army at the beginning, and now how Yuan Chu deals with Wen Zhuo.

As a result, the princes of the Ten Roads and the heroes of the world rushed to the Jingzhou front line to rendezvous, forming a mighty alliance to seek literature.

And the leader of the alliance is naturally Yuan Chu, who is highly respected in the northern part of the Later Han Dynasty.

Cutting off the robe and breaking the righteousness, turning against the enemy and turning into enemies, the situation in the world has changed again.

Of course, what the allies feared the most was not the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry and the Imperial City Yulinwei in Wen Zhuo's hands, but the god of war Lu Wenhou.

In the first battle of the Red Turban Army's uprising, Lu Wenhou's terrifying performance of God blocking and killing God and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha on the battlefield has been deeply imprinted in the minds and souls of the allies.

How many people can have courage against such people, and how many people can not tremble?

So to deal with Wen Zhuo, you first have to deal with Lu Wenhou, the Qi Breaking Arrow can block Lu Wenhou, but Lu Wenhou is not alone, the battlefield is chaotic, who can guarantee that the soldiers can pay all their attention to Lu Wenhou.

What's more, with that Yu Lin Wei and Liangzhou Iron Cavalry escorting, I am afraid that it is completely impossible to gather fire to attack Lu Wenhou.

Moreover, if Wen Zhuo's side wants to fight, a Lu Wen waits for a horse, and the allies can lose face.

At this time, many people couldn't help but think of Ji Yu in Yizhou, it was rumored that this person could fight with Lu Wenhou, he really didn't disappoint, and he really fought with Lu Wenhou.

Moreover, it is still a lose-lose situation, in terms of the world's heroes, who can contain Lu Wenhou, I am afraid that only Ji Yu of Yuzhou is today.

So, at the meeting of the leaders of the allied forces, at the wine table, Yuan Chu drank a glass of spirits and said with emotion: "Which of you can go and ask Yizhou Ji Yu to help us ask Dong for help?"

At this time, Sun Jian, a fierce man known as the Tiger of Jiangdong among the princes of the Ten Roads, stood up and took the initiative to ask: "The young man who can be on an equal footing with Lu Wenhou must also be a contemporary hero." ”

"Although my Sun Jian is not talented, but I like to make friends with the world's heroes, for the sake of the country's society, for my personal admiration, my Sun Jian is willing to go to Yizhou, to be a lobbyist. ”

Yuan Chu was overjoyed, and said, "Then I wish General Sun success!"

So, after this banquet, Sun Jian rode a horse alone and went to Yizhou, preparing to move Ji Yu to help the allies and balance Lu Wenhou.

After watching the tree for ten days and seeing a cicada, Duobao's mood changed faintly.

Then, Ji Yu led Duobao to the outside of the state capital, at the foot of the vermilion courtyard wall, in front of the two poems written by him and the mysterious man, he smiled gently and said, "Within ten days, understand these two poems." ”

Same as last time, except that the last time it was within ten days, so that he could understand the tree.

After explaining this task, Ji Yu left.

Duobao was full of emotion, it was really a master introduced by a cheap immortal master, and it was irresponsible.

However, no matter what he thought, it was a strange feeling that his heart could not give birth to any other emotions except peace or calm.

Duobao, who worked hard and earnestly, first carefully read the first poem, and then silently read the verses on the wall.

"The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, do not cause dust. ”

His childish voice was not loud, but it was clear and pleasant, like the chirping of cicadas in the summer.

Then he looked at the second poem, and then whispered it again.

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust. ”

After reading it, Duobao suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart, and then he began to stare carefully at the vermilion courtyard wall, staring at those vigorous and powerful words.

The words are very beautiful, so it is not boring to look at, but a little refreshing.

As when watching the trees, in addition to going to the toilet, Duobao eats, drinks and sleeps in this corner.

Occasionally, Ji Yu would come to visit him, but never bothered him quietly.

Because it is the courtyard wall outside the state capital, many people are a little confused, where did such a little Taoist boy come from, he is so stupid.

Looking at the king egg who doesn't know which one is not going to die, the handwriting scribbled on the wall of the state capital courtyard can be read for a few days and nights, is there something wrong with the brain?

But if these pedestrians in Yizhou City know that the graffiti on the wall of this courtyard is not a deadly king egg, but two, one of which is even their Yizhou General Ji Yu, I don't know how to feel.

After all, since the battle with Lu Wenhou, Ji Yu's reputation in the Later Han Dynasty has been completely launched.

Because of all the above, when pedestrians pass by the courtyard wall of the state capital, they will point a lot of fingers at the Xiaodao Children's Association, and even sneer at them.

This continued until the fifth day, when another teenager arrived.

This young man is the owner of the famous "Shushui" calligraphy and painting shop in Yizhou City, Zhu Chong!

Duobao looked at the young monk with hair in a faded blue robe, his eyes full of puzzlement.

The young monk looked at the two poems on the wall of the vermilion courtyard, and sighed a lot: "It seems that General Ji Yu is more powerful, I am convinced!"

Hearing this, Duobao pondered and asked, "Do you mean to say that one of these two poems was written by you and the other was written by my master?"

The young monk was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Yes, the first poem was written by my stupid monk, and the second poem, although I didn't see General Ji Yu write it down by himself, but I think that in the entire Yizhou, he is the only one who can write this poem." ”

"You kid is lucky, you can actually worship General Ji Yu as a teacher, work harder, right?"

Duobao scratched his head and asked with a puzzled expression, "Are you a lay disciple?"

The young monk smiled and said, "I'm not a lay disciple, but I keep my hair, eat wine and meat, and I'm lustful!"

If a monk did these things, he must have been afraid that the Buddha would slap him to death from the sky, and he would only dare to sneak around, like a young monk, who dared to speak out without shame.

It's as if what I did didn't break the vows, but instead cultivated a few profound Dharma books.

So, Duobao was naturally so shocked that he couldn't speak.

After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and stammered: "Since you have cultivated Buddhism, is there any Buddha in your eyes?"

The young monk laughed loudly: "If there is a Buddha in my heart, all the world is a Buddha, if there is no Buddha in my heart, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are demons!"

At the end of his words, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Duobao looked at the figure of the young monk walking briskly and gradually moving away, and listened to the ethereal and cheerful laughter faintly coming from the distance, and thought thoughtfully.

He sat down with a solemn expression and continued to stare at the two poems on the wall, muttering to himself the words before and after the young monk left.

"If there is a Buddha in my heart, all the world is a Buddha, if there is no Buddha in my heart, all the gods and Buddhas are demons!"

And so and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on.