Water Margin people

Chapter 1709: The Pretentious Jiumozhi

After Sun Lei arranged everything, he waved his hand to let Qi Huai'en leave, and turned to go to the back hall. Lu Zhishen immediately followed him, and winked at Liu Qi and Wu Jie, asking them to follow.

Liu Qi and Wu Jie immediately understood what he meant and followed him into the back hall.

A banquet was already set on the table in the backyard.

"Today is a private reception for you."

Sun Lei looked at Liu Qi and Wu Jie and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The two were so moved. It was an honor for them to be welcomed by the emperor in person.

"Everyone, sit down!"

Sun Lei looked at the two of them and said with a smile.

Liu Qi and Wu Jie then sat down.

Lu Zhishen smiled and started pouring wine.

"How dare we trouble the Prime Minister to pour the wine? We should be the ones doing it!"

Wu Jie said quickly.

"You're the one who talks too much, drink three more bowls!"

Lu Zhishen glared at Wu Jie. He didn't care about those red tapes. There was no hierarchy when it came to drinking. Everyone at the table was brothers. Being too reserved would make drinking uncomfortable.

Wu Jie quickly lowered his head and stopped talking. Lu Zhishen's reputation as a wine lover was well known in the army. If he dared to drag the emperor to drink with him, he would not be able to escape if he was forced to get him drunk.

Liu Qi was much more obedient. He sat there properly, waiting for the emperor to raise his glass.

"Okay, this is a private party, don't be so reserved, just be casual!"

Sun Lei picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.

Liu Qi and Wu Jie hurriedly followed with wine.

The banquet was going on pleasantly, but just as it was about to end, an official from the Ministry of War ran in.

"Your Excellency, the Tibetan Lamas and the grassland people are fighting!"

The official reported to Lu Zhishen that these outsiders should have been under the jurisdiction of the Honglu Temple, whose responsibility was to receive foreigners, provide translation, and be responsible for some diplomatic relations.

However, the Tibetan Lamas had just arrived in Liangshan City, and the Ministry of War had not yet reported their information to the Honglu Temple, so the matter was still under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War.

"What's wrong with these people? They cause trouble as soon as they come. Don't they take me seriously?"

When Lu Zhishen got drunk, he turned into the Lu Zhishen from Guanxi again, slamming the table and starting a fight.

"What exactly happened?"

Sun Lei pulled Lu Zhishen to sit down, and even if they wanted to take action, it would not be the turn of the Privy Councilor of Qi to go up.

"It is said that the lamas made rude remarks to the Mongols while they were wrestling, and the Mongols cursed them a few times. The two sides initially wrestled to decide the winner, but later it turned into a brawl."

The official spoke.

"Fighting is something I'm good at. Don't stop me. I'll show you how good it is today!"

Lu Zhishen became more interested. He could ignore other things, but he couldn't miss this wrestling and fighting event.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Seeing that the banquet was almost over and Lu Zhishen's interest had been aroused, Sun Lei decided to move on to the next show.

Everyone changed into casual clothes and went to the vicinity of Beiyi like crowds of people watching a fun event.

Nowadays, the areas around these post stations outside the city are very lively and have formed a fairly large market. When those foreigners arrive in Liangshan City, it is like a leopard entering the heavenly palace. They are curious about everything and want to buy everything.

"He fought pretty hard!"

Sun Lei looked at the Lamas and Mongolians playing together in the distance. "Look at the Sa family!"

Lu Zhishen excitedly pushed his way through the crowd and went inside.

"Why hasn't the city inspector arrived yet?"

Sun Lei looked at the officials around him and asked why no one had taken care of it after so long.

"Your Majesty, didn't you order that the foreign races should resolve their own affairs and we would judge them at the end?"

The official said that this was the emperor's decree, which was specifically aimed at matters involving foreign races. It didn't matter who won or lost, and they would deal with the aftermath after the fight was decided.

"Have I ever issued such an order?"

Sun Lei couldn't quite remember. He didn't know how many imperial decrees he had to issue every day. He really couldn't remember this.

The officials hurriedly bowed and nodded, saying that the imperial edict could be verified.

"That's it, they are just a bunch of bastards anyway, one less dead!"

Sun Lei couldn't remember when he had issued such an imperial decree, but since he had issued it, he had to accept it.

"Haha, you grassland people are all good looking but useless!"

Jiumozhi knocked down four or five Mongolian men in a row, and laughed triumphantly, looking as if he was invincible.

Although the grassland people were very angry, they were powerless to deal with Jiumozhi and could only look at him with gritted teeth.

"Just wait, our grassland warriors haven't arrived yet. When they come, you'll be in trouble!"

Those grassland people glared at Jiumozhi fiercely.

They were just an ordinary caravan and wrestling was just for fun. Who would have thought that while they were having fun, a group of lamas would start laughing at them.

They couldn't help but want to compete with the lamas, but who knew that these lamas had some tricks, especially Jiumozhi who was very skilled.

"Haha, I'll wait here! Anyone who doesn't accept it can come up and try!"

Jiumozhi laughed arrogantly.

"If it's not against the law to show off, then he can do it as much as he wants!"

Sun Lei looked at Jiumozhi's arrogant look and shook his head helplessly, thinking that he should set up a pretense tax specifically for people like Jiumozhi.

"What are you so arrogant about, monk? Let me teach you a lesson!"

Lu Zhishen had already squeezed to the front at this time. Seeing Jiumozhi being so arrogant, he immediately shouted in a loud voice.

It was already March and the weather was getting warmer. Lu Zhishen was wearing a single layer of clothing, with a bald head. He covered his face with a piece of cloth from somewhere, but the scar on his head proved that he was a real monk.

"Monk! I've heard that the Buddhist sect in the Central Plains is full of useless people who only know how to chant sutras. I didn't expect there is such a decent one!"

Jiumozhi looked at Lu Zhishen and then spoke, although Tantric Buddhism and Central Plains Buddhism are very different, they are both Buddhist sects.

After years of inheritance and evolution, Central Plains Buddhism has gradually become dominated by Zen Buddhism, and the trend of practicing martial arts has become very weak.

But Tantric Buddhism is different. Their teachings are full of physical training, and they have always been practicing both meditation and martial arts.

"I think you are just ordinary!"

Lu Zhishen looked at Jiumozhi and said.

"Hmph, I am Jiumozhi, a monk from the Great Wheel Temple in the Great Snow Mountain. I was once the Tubo State Master. I once gave lectures at the Great Wheel Temple. Eminent monks from all over the Western Regions and India gathered at the Great Wheel Temple to discuss Buddhism. I was given the title of Great Wheel Vajra King. I wonder who you are, Master?"

Jiumozhi watched Lu Zhishen introduce himself. Since he was a monk, he had to find out the other party's background first. This time he came not only to show off his power, but also to spread Tantric Buddhism.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If you want to fight, then fight. I don't have that much time to waste on talking to you!"

Lu Zhishen knew that Jiumozhi was testing him, so he certainly would not introduce himself. There would be no need to fight if he just gave a random name.

"We are all Buddhists, but you are still wearing a mask. Is there something shameful that you are doing?"

When Jiumozhi saw that Lu Zhishen did not respond, he guessed that there must be something wrong with the visitor.