Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 339 The Foreign Monk

"Are you sure, the assassin is hiding here?" Fang Jun walked up and asked.

"Assassin... Assassin?" Fang Zheng was completely frightened by this word, and almost fainted!

This is a great calamity, there are assassins hiding in Ping Xuan Fang?
Who was this assassinated?
Li Chongzhen ignored Fangzheng, who was so frightened to death, and returned to Fang Jun's words, saying: "Humble job has traced through the fabrics of bedding and clothes, the craft wood of tea sets, tables and stools, the source of food and snacks, etc., and traced these things from 33 houses in total. Shops, seven of which are not in Chang'an City. Then mobilized manpower to conduct a comprehensive investigation of 26 shops in the city, and conducted a survey of all customers who came to buy items recently. A total of 29 points were obtained from the questionnaire, involving the suspect [-] people. Finally, after investigation, the rest were eliminated, and only one Western Region merchant in the Daqin Temple remained."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of admiration for Fang Jun.

This method of big data looks stupid and silly, but it is really easy to use!
When thousands of inexplicable and disorganized questionnaires were summarized and carefully screened one by one, all the clues pointed to this Hu merchant living in Daqin Temple.

One clue may be a coincidence, ten clues may be an accident, but when hundreds of clues all point to one answer, that is the truth!
Fang Jun has no doubts about this method, so what if it is wrong?
Anyway, the pot has been thrown out...

"Then what are you waiting for?" Fang Jun frowned, somewhat dissatisfied with Li Chongzhen's procrastination.

No matter what position you are in, being decisive is the best quality, and indecision can't make a big deal.He has always been optimistic about Li Chongzhen, but he doesn't know why he made such a low-level mistake at this time.

If you delay for a minute, things will change. In this world, there is no such thing as a certainty and a certainty!
Li Junxian smiled wryly: "This Daqin Temple... is not very active."

"With a background?" Fang Jun was taken aback.

What the hell is the Daqin Temple, Fang Jun doesn't know, just hearing the name, he knows that it is not the original of the Tang Dynasty, it is probably some kind of Hujiao from the Western Regions.But I don't know what kind of background a barbarian from the Western Regions has that makes even "Hundred Riders" feel afraid?

Li Junxian said helplessly: "This Daqin Temple was sealed by His Majesty himself and promised to be built..."

Fang Jun was also speechless, the background is indeed a bit big...

But he immediately reacted, and looked at Li Junxian suspiciously: "The commander-in-chief specially ordered someone to call someone here, I'm afraid it's not to share the credit, but to let someone take the blame?"

Li Junxian smiled awkwardly: "What are you talking about? Brother, am I that kind of person?"

"Hehe, I think it is!" Fang Jun sneered, not intending to give Li Jun envy face.

This is all over my head, so what face do I have?
Li Chongzhen interjected: "The abbot of the Daqin Temple is a barbarian. He wanted to go in and search it just now, but he refused. After all, it is the temple built by His Majesty Chin Kou, and it is not good to be too tough. Only you, the Marquis of Xinxiang, came forward." ..."

Fang Junqi said: "Do I have a lot of face? Or does this monk Hu know me?"

Li Junxian said: "He doesn't know you, but he knows Fang Xiang."

"I see."

It is precisely to use the banner of the old man to ask for favors...

But having said that, this monk is actually so powerful that even the "Hundred Riders" dare to stop him, but Li Junxian has nothing to do with him?
Very arrogant!

As far as Fang Jun knows, there are a lot of foreigners in Datang, but it’s different from the later generations who will always have “foreign-related disputes” and the whole society will support foreigners because they are afraid of being “surprised by allies”. Datang at this time is really arrogant!All foreigners are inferior people, except for those foreign envoys who have a higher status, the rest are like servants and servants!
At this time, there was even an awesome law: Chinese women are not allowed to intermarry with Hu people!

Do you dare to believe it? !

Look at the future generations, a poor jingle-ring nigger in Africa can be bluffing and deceiving in our great heaven, girls sleep casually, dump them after sleeping, and then there are others...

National self-esteem has collapsed to the extreme!

"That's all right, whoever called you was tricked?"

Fang Jun is also helpless, he has no interest in this assassination case at all, it is not within his business scope...

But in order to understand this matter as soon as possible, even if someone took advantage of him, he had to admit it.

Teams of "Hundred Riders" with bright helmets and bright armor, like a forest of swords and guns, surrounded the entire Pingxuanfang, especially the Daqin Temple with a domed building.

As soon as Fang Jun came outside the gate of the temple, he saw a foreigner coming out of it.

This man was wearing a Gema monk's robe. He was tall, but as thin as a bamboo pole. When the wind blew, the wide monk's robe would sway with the wind...

A head of blond hair in natural curls, a beard under his chin, very scruffy, only a pair of clear and bright eyes.

This monk is very imposing, probably because he knew that Li Junxian and others were afraid of throwing rats, so he waved his arms and said in a strange voice: "It's lawless! This is the Daqin Temple, and it's the territory of the gods. If you are too rude, I will report to the emperor and rule you all!"

Li Junxian's face suddenly darkened, and he stared at the monk with a very unfriendly expression.

Fang Jun knew that this old man was not very happy in "Baiqi". His Majesty Li Er was already dissatisfied with him because of Ashina's association rate.This time Zhang Shigui was assassinated again, and "Hundred Riders" still did nothing, which disappointed His Majesty Li Er.

It is estimated that at this moment, Li Junxian is still thinking about this in his heart, and beat up this foreign monk severely, whether His Majesty Li Er will have extra punishment while removing him as the commander of the "Hundred Riders".

If not, or the extra punishment is something he can bear, maybe in the next second this one will have to let the monk know why the flower is so red...

Fang Jun coughed, looked at Fan Monk and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask Master's Dharma name?"

The monk froze for a moment, his face flushed, and he said angrily, "I'm not a monk!"

Fang Jun is embarrassing...

You are not a monk, why is it called a "temple" here?

He thought it was a foreign monk...

Fan Seng was a little annoyed and became angry: "It's ridiculous, I believe in Christ God, what an ignorant idiot!"

Fang Jun was dumbfounded, how could this monk curse?

But he didn't know that these foreign monks or missionaries had encountered the most miserable lives in this magical land...

In the kaleidoscopic three centuries of Tang Dynasty rule, people from almost every country in Asia have entered the magical land of Tang Dynasty.

These people came to the Tang Dynasty with different purposes, some out of curiosity, some out of ambition, some out of business and profit, and some out of necessity.

Among the foreigners who came to the Tang Dynasty, the most important ones were envoys, monks, and businessmen, who respectively represented the strong interest of Asian countries in politics, religion, and business in the Tang Dynasty.

Especially the monks, they are very excited and yearning for this country with a vast land and a prosperous population-there is no fixed religion that makes people have a lofty belief!

There are two roads leading to the Tang Dynasty, one is the land passage for caravans, that is, the Silk Road, and the other is the sea passage for fleets.The large ships that regularly travel between the Indian Ocean and the China Sea carry eager Western monks to the splendid East, eager to sow the gospel of God on this piece of paper-like land...

However, they soon discovered sadly that this is really a magical country.

The people here are smart, warm, and the army is incredibly strong!When preaching teachings to them, they will listen carefully, and even generously donate a lot of money to fund the construction of temples and support the lives of monks.

Whenever they encounter difficulties, they will pray devoutly, asking the gods to grant them wealth, health, official positions, beautiful women... Anyway, they ask for everything.

However, before God heard their prayers, they turned around and prayed to Shakyamuni, or Sanqing Daoist...

They believe in everything, but they don't believe in anything.

When you are sad, you will want to be blessed by the gods, but when you are happy, all the gods will be abandoned by them.

They only believe in themselves.

Or, this is why this country is so powerful...

Therefore, almost every believer who hopes to spread the sacred teachings in this land is left with helpless disappointment in the end...

　I'm too tired today, that's all, sorry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)