This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 505: Entering Fa'an

"What's so strange today?"

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the slightly smiling face of Gengzhi in front of him, raised his eyebrows and asked.

In the past two days, Gengzhi would report to me every day after returning from work, but today, when he faced me, he had a smile on his face, obviously he had something happy to report.

"Replying to Lord Lu, um... hehe, did you know that the eldest daughter of the Lin family took off her hat and paraded through the streets today?"

"Miss Lin?"

Lu Yuanzhi frowned. He really didn't have much impression of the eldest daughter of the Lin family. As for her taking off her hat and parading in the streets...

What does it have to do with yourself?
"Mr. Lu, you don't know that the eldest daughter of the Lin family is called Lin Suyin, and she is the younger sister of the current Concubine Lin. According to rumors, she has a ghost face since she was born. She has been hiding at home since she was young and dared not go out. Every time she goes out, she has to wear a bamboo hat to cover the ghost face..."

He spoke straightforwardly, and seeing Lu Yuanzhi's still frowning face, he decided to make it short and his face became serious:

"But this morning she took her servants to Fa'an Temple, saying that she wanted to see the face of the Western Bodhisattva, but was ridiculed by the Bodhisattva. After a quarrel, she even made a bet with the Bodhisattva, saying that if she took off her bamboo hat and paraded through the streets for three days, the Bodhisattva would be able to cure her ghost face after three days..."

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes sparkled. He looked at Gengzhi and asked:

"Who knows about this?"

Gengzhi didn't expect Lu Yuanzhi to be so serious. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. After hesitating for a while, he said:

"I'm afraid everyone in the capital knows about it..."

"Oh~"

Lu Yuanzhi sat on the chair with a gloomy look in his eyes, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table.

Slowly closed my eyes and began to think about something.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Gengzhi:

"Just be busy as you need to be. Please step back."

"Yes."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's order, Gengzhi did not dare to be negligent. He bowed and then left.

Although he was a little confused by Lu Yuanzhi's words, he also knew that Mr. Lu naturally had his own ideas about what he wanted to do, which was not something he could figure out.

……

After Gengzhi left, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes flickered, and he murmured slowly:
"Xuan Shu, I knew that after following me back to Dayong, you were not as honest as I imagined."

After saying this, he slowly stood up and walked out.

"Greetings, Lord Lu."

"Hello, Lu Gong."

"Good luck to Mr. Lu."

"..."

As he walked out of Xuanjing Tower, he was greeted respectfully by people all along the way.

The news of Lu Yuanzhi's return to Beijing was already known to everyone, so no one in the yamen dared not pay attention.

"Ah."

In response to these greetings, Lu Yuanzhi simply nodded lightly and walked out.

"Mr. Lu!"

Ying Xian's figure appeared in front of Lu Yuanzhi.

"You've come just in time. Prepare the carriage and follow me to Fa'an Temple."

"Yes."

After receiving the order, Ying Xian went to prepare.

Although he didn't know what Lu Yuanzhi was going to do in Fa'an Temple, Ying Xian was used to Lu Yuanzhi's orders. Since the trip to Southern Xinjiang, his status in Lu Yuanzhi's heart had risen a lot, and he could naturally feel it.

So he would never let go of this hard-won opportunity.

Naturally, I was thinking of various ways to serve Lu Yuanzhi well.

Soon, a carriage of the highest standards for the Peiyinlang Yamen was ready.

"Mr. Lu, please."

Ying Xian waved the whip and stopped the carriage steadily in front of Lu Yuanzhi. He got off the carriage respectfully and helped Lu Yuanzhi move the pedal.

Lu Yuanzhi nodded calmly and slowly got into the car, saying to Ying Xian:

"There's no need to make this trip known to everyone in the city."

"I understand." Ying Xian hurriedly changed his official uniform, revealing clothes like an ordinary groom.

"Let's go."

After sitting in the carriage, Lu Yuanzhi looked at the familiar decorations in the carriage, and a trace of longing flashed across his face.

This carriage belongs to Lord Ji.

Thinking back to the past, whenever Ji Gong went to court, he would call Gong Yang Gan to accompany him, and his thoughts became a little vague.

"There are quite a few people on the street today, all of them are here to see the Lin family's wife."

Ying Xian controlled the horse, looked at the crowded scene on the street, and explained to Lu Yuanzhi.

"Ah."

Lu Yuanzhi, who was sitting in the carriage, just hummed lightly and didn't care.

However, when he heard the extremely unpleasant words coming out of the mouths of the people on the roadside, he couldn't help but feel curious. What did he look like to have these people say such unpleasant words to him?

He gently lifted the curtain and looked out.

I just happened to see a gorgeously dressed woman staggering on the street with an expressionless face among the crowd.

After seeing her face, Lu Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he saw a humanoid creature that was uglier than the Dark Spot Clan's Dadan.

Except for the body shape which is no different from that of a human, the face looks like that of an evil spirit.

No, evil spirits are still somewhat scary.

This face is simply disgusting.

"Whoo~"

Lu Yuanzhi took a deep breath slowly, lowered the curtain, and narrowed his eyes in the carriage.

“Xuan Shu…”

There was a hint of solemnity in his voice.

"Lin family, Lin Suyin, Concubine Lin..."

"The second prince..."

His voice was a slow whisper, and only he could hear it.

These names slowly connected together in his mouth, and he could feel as if there was a huge net that was slowly spreading out among these people.

It seems that there is some conspiracy brewing that makes people neglect it.

After experiencing the evil in the world, Lu Yuanzhi always thinks of human nature as the worst.

Although it was just a few words, Lu Yuanzhi could vaguely feel that there seemed to be some kind of connection between them.

And there must be someone who connects these people together.

It's just that I didn't expect it, or he hasn't appeared yet...

Lu Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes, his mind was constantly turning.

"Who on earth is it?"

Lu Yuanzhi whispered softly.

……

Just as he was thinking, Ying Xian's voice rang out:
"Mr. Lu, we have arrived at Fa'an Temple."

"Ah."

After Lu Yuanzhi nodded, he moved towards the outside of the carriage. When he got off the carriage, his excellent eyesight allowed him to see a familiar face.

"Brother Song?"

Not far from Lu Yuanzhi's carriage, a figure was slowly walking towards this side.

"It's you." Song Yu smiled. After seeing Lu Yuan, he laughed and said, "I was wondering why you looked so familiar. It turns out to be Brother Lu."

"Haha, Brother Song seems to be in a leisurely mood. Don't you have any business to attend to at Kewu? How come I can see you on the street today?"

After seeing Song Yu, Lu Yuanzhi's smile never stopped. He always responded to this indirect savior with enthusiasm.

"I came out today to help Lingzhi buy some things, what about you?"

Song Yu's face was also filled with smiles, and he raised the thumbs-up in his hand.

Lu Yuanzhi also knew that Song Yu had a mustard seed treasure on him, which was the jade ring. He smiled and said:
"I have some official business to attend to today."

"Oh? You're coming to Hoanji Temple?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the direction of the carriage, a puzzled look appeared on his face:

"What business do you have here?"

Lu Yuanzhi waved his hand nonchalantly and said:
"It's just a few minor things, not worth mentioning."

"Haha, I guess it's because of the parade of the girl from the Lin family?"

A mysterious smile appeared on Song Yu's face.

Lu Yuanzhi gave a thumbs up: "Brother Song is indeed a man of great foresight. Nothing can escape your eyes."

"Stop being so funny. Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back."

After seeing Lu Yuanzhi's slightly perfunctory attitude, Song Yu realized that Lu Yuanzhi must be talking about important matters, so he tactfully changed the subject.

"Okay! I'll treat you to a drink later!"

After Lu Yuanzhi waved to Song Yu, he took Ying Xian and walked towards the gate of Fa'an Temple.

"Mr. Lu, who was that just now..."

Ying Xian looked at Song Yu's back with a thoughtful look on his face.

"An old friend."

Lu Yuanzhi was too lazy to say anything to a simple-minded but strong-limbed creature like Ying Xian, so he just waved his hand and said:
"Follow me closely."

"Yes."

Ying Xian followed Lu Yuanzhi closely and entered the gate of Fafa Temple.

……

As soon as he stepped into Fa'an Temple, Lu Yuanzhi noticed something was wrong.

He looked up at the veins of the branches on the courtyard wall, raised his eyebrows and said:
"After the extinction of Buddhism, few believers have come to Fa'an Temple. The monks are eager to have pilgrims come in, but why do some pilgrims not go through the main gate but climb up the wall like the thieves?"

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Ying Xian was stunned for a moment, then he hurriedly looked towards the dense trees beside the courtyard wall. After looking around for a long time, he couldn't see any clues. He could only touch his head and smile foolishly:
"Yes, Mr. Lu is right."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard his agreement, he could naturally hear the confusion in his tone, but he didn't intend to say too much to him. After twitching the corners of his mouth, he walked inside.

“Amitabha, this donor… Duke of Beiguo?!”

When a monk from Fa'an Temple saw Lu Yuan, his face suddenly became extremely nervous and he even stuttered when he spoke.

Lu Yuanzhi touched his face helplessly.

In fact, sometimes being too famous is not a good thing. Just like at this moment, everyone can recognize you, and it is quite a bit of an obstacle when you want to do important things.

In fact, not only the monks of Fa'an Temple, but the entire Buddhist community knows Lu Yuanzhi.

His portraits have even spread among Western Buddhists.

After all, breaking the Buddhist formation can gain fame not only in Dayong.

Everyone in Kyushu who has some knowledge of Buddhism has heard of this matter.

"Yes, Lord."

Since he had been recognized, Lu Yuanzhi didn't bother to pretend. He nodded calmly and said to the monk:
"I'm here to look for a friend today."

"friend?"

The monk had a dazed look on his face. He didn't know if there was anyone in Fa'an Temple who was a friend of the Duke of Beiguo.

"Is Master Yingchen in the temple?"

Lu Yuanzhi did not hide it and directly reported the Buddhist name of the young monk Yingchen.

"Oh, yes, he is in the main hall. He should not have left yet!"

The monk nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Thanks."

Lu Yuanzhi smiled at him and took Ying Xian towards the main hall of Fa'an Temple.

"Uh...ah...you're welcome..."

The monk was obviously not used to Lu Yuanzhi's polite words, and even felt flattered. Looking at his back, he was still thinking about what he had just said to him.

……

Lu Yuanzhi led Ying Xian into the courtyard in front of the main hall and saw that the main hall was full of people:

"Wow, Fa'an Temple is really lively today."

Although his voice was not loud, it was guaranteed to be heard by almost all the monks in the temple.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to him.

After seeing his figure and confirming his identity, they were all startled, and then their faces changed drastically. They quickly left the main hall, and after coming outside, they clasped their hands together:
"Amitabha, your Excellency has come to the precious temple. I am guilty of not welcoming you from afar."

The old monk in the lead was exactly the old monk who presided over the formation when Lu Yuanzhi set up the Dapo Buddha Formation that day.

"Tsk..."

Seeing the flattering smile on his face, Lu Yuanzhi instantly lost interest. He looked at the old monk calmly and said:

"Old man, I'm not here to see you today. Where is Yingchen?"

The old monk didn't get angry when he heard this. He continued to look at Lu Yuanzhi with a smile and said:

"I am in the main hall. After listening to your precious verse, I had a sudden enlightenment and am now meditating in the main hall."

"Precious verse? What precious verse?"

Lu Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked at the old monk, and without waiting for the old monk to say anything more, he walked towards the main hall. After walking about ten steps, he entered the door of the main hall.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw an acquaintance.

It was the Subduing Tiger Arhat who came to Dayongjing together.

He never had any good feelings towards him, so he simply ignored him and focused his attention on the little monk sitting on the cushion.

The little monk was exactly what he was looking for this time.

"Amitabha……"

Yingchen sat on the futon with his eyes closed, a little sweat on his forehead, his lips trembling, and he murmured:

"Bodhi, no tree... mirror stand..."

The voice was filled with confusion.

Lu Yuanzhi could sense a familiar tone after just listening to a few words.

The next words of Subduing Tiger Arhat made him understand everything.

"Duke Beiguo, those Buddhist verses you sue my Bodhisattva are so disturbing that my fellow Buddhists have fallen into demonic barriers after hearing them. If we don't find a solution, I'm afraid we won't be able to make any progress in this life!"

Subduing the Tiger Arhat followed the warning of Xuanshu Bodhisattva and dared not say any bad words to Lu Yuanzhi anymore. However, when the situation came to a head, he still couldn't help it and simply didn't say anything unpleasant.

Lu Yuanzhi naturally noticed that the young monk Yingchen was not in a good state at this time, and he said calmly:

"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a bright mirror. As long as the nature is empty, how can there be any dust!"

"The Buddha only seeks within himself, why bother looking for the secrets from the outside world?"

"If you cultivate yourself in this way, the paradise will be right before your eyes!"

As he said this, each word became more and more emphatically.

Until the young monk Yingchen, who was sitting on the cushion, trembled all over.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards Lu Yuanzhi.

"Also a donor..."

When Yingchen spoke, his eyes were as clear as ever, but his voice was extremely weak.

(End of this chapter)