Film and TV: Starting from the Night Watchman of Dafeng

Chapter 50 Master, breaking the precept of lying is a violation of the fundamental precepts!

Western Suburbs, Baifeng Mountain
"Thank you, Mr. Wei."

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Wei."

Nangong Qianrou could just nod coolly.

The relationship between these silver and copper gongs was not like that between their leader and Wei An, so they all thanked him politely.

Confucian methods are really effective. With just one sentence, all these people were brought to the Qinglong Temple.

It's much faster than their legs.

Five hundred years ago, during the Jiazi period, the Buddhist sect made great efforts to eliminate demons and reaped the greatest rewards, becoming the most powerful sect at that time.

He came to Dafeng to preach and his teachings flourished everywhere.

The predecessor of Qinglong Temple, Baota Temple, was once one of its temples.

When the Pagoda Temple was at its peak, it was crowded with pilgrims, and all who came and went were dignitaries.

Terada encompasses hundreds of acres of fertile farmland in the surrounding area.

However, not long after, Dafeng began to destroy Buddhism, with Confucianists being the main force.

At that time, the chief minister Du Zhongshu even made a great vow to destroy Buddhism and was promoted to the third rank!

These are all recorded in the history books of the academy.

Be careful when entering this temple.

Wei An thought so in his heart.

Although Buddhism has declined in Dafeng, there are still some pilgrims in the Qinglong Temple.

Look at this precious carriage on the side of the road, with four fine horses, made of golden nanmu wood used exclusively by the royal family, and guarded by armored guards all around!

It's unusual.

"The armored guards of Prince Huai's Palace."

Nangong Qianrou saw Wei An looking over and pointed it out.

Prince Huai is not in the capital, so the only one who can come to Qinglong Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha is Prince Huai's wife.

Speaking of the Princess of Huai, there is another legend.

"Nangong Jinluo."

The leader of the Huai Wang Mansion's armored guard recognized Nangong Qianrou and greeted her.

The latter nodded grimly.

"What is this sissy doing here?" A guard asked in confusion when Wei An and his group entered the Qinglong Temple.

The words were quite disdainful and sarcastic.

"How dare you!" The leader of the guards shouted angrily.

After thinking for a moment, the leader of the armored guards came to the carriage and said with his head down, "Princess, why don't you come back another day to burn incense?"

"can."

After a while, a pleasant female voice was heard.

...

A leader of the Golden Gong team came to Qinglong Temple, and the young monk did not dare to stop him. Then a temple deacon came immediately.

A fat monk with a round face, about forty years old, clasped his hands together and said, "My name is Hengqing, and I am appointed as the abbot of the temple. Gentlemen, please come in."

His tone was neither humble nor subservient.

Nangong Qianrou had no time to waste with him.

"Call Abbot Panshu out." He said directly.

Heng Qing said calmly, "Sir, the abbot is meditating and it is inconvenient to disturb him. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

After saying this, he bowed slightly, and then instructed the young monk beside him to prepare tea.

"Don't bother, Abbot." Nangong Qianrou stopped the little monk and looked at Hengqing with a cold look in her eyes.

The latter just lowered his eyes, looked at his nose with his eyes, and looked at his heart with his nose, and was not affected at all.

It looks impressive, is it high quality?

Wei An stood aside, wondering in his heart.

"When will the abbot enter the hospital?"

Nangong Qianrou asked.

"The tenth year of Yuanjing."

Hengqing replied.

"The abbot is very familiar with Qinglong Temple?"

Nangong Qianrou asked again.

"nature."

Hengqing nodded.

"Does the abbot know that Qinglong Temple has magical instruments that can block Qi and Qi-viewing techniques?"

Nangong Qianrou continued to ask.

Heng Qing remained calm and shook his head, "I've never heard of it. I wonder where you heard this, sir."

If you really have never heard of it, why do you ask this question later?
Nangong Qianrou sneered.

Regarding magical instruments, Dafeng has more say than the Sitianjian.

He made a special trip to the Imperial Observatory to ask Song Qing. Song Qing explained clearly that in the capital, there were only three places where such a magical instrument could be found: the Imperial Palace, the Imperial Observatory, and the Azure Dragon Temple.

If the bombing of Yongzhen Shanhe Temple was related to the imperial palace, then it would not be a disaster that he could interfere with!

Song Qing was also certain that no such magical instrument had leaked out of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory.

The most likely one is Qinglong Temple!

Nangong Qianrou said nothing and glanced at Wei An.

Wei An stepped forward at the right moment and said, "Master, I have heard that Buddhism requires us to observe and practice the precepts. Breaking the precept of lying is a fundamental violation of the precepts. One will surely fall into the Avici Hell and suffer all the pain!"

His words were plain and calm at first, but suddenly, they became more powerful and overwhelming!

There was an inexplicable power in his words, like a wake-up call or the magnificent sound of Buddha's voice, which made Hengqing feel extremely ashamed and afraid!
"I...there is indeed such a magic weapon in the temple, but it was lost a year ago." Hengqing bowed his head in repentance and told the truth without struggling.

"Why was it lost?" Nangong Qianrou asked.

"Amitabha."

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant spread here.

Nangong Qianrou and the others were stunned for a moment.

Wei An felt nothing.

Hengqing's face showed signs of struggle. After a moment, he became more sober, but still looked remorseful.

"Such a young gentleman."

An old monk with a white beard and a shiny forehead came over and looked straight at Wei An.

"May I ask if this is Mr. Wei Wuyang in person?" Pan Shu clasped his hands together and saluted.

"I dare not. Hello, Master." Wei An bowed.

Buddhism and Confucianism are mortal enemies.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Wei Anquan acted as the old monk and cooperated with the performance.

"I've heard that Mr. Wei is a rare talent. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is well-deserved."

Pan Shu seemed to have something else to say, and also seemed to be expressing his sincere feelings.

Wei An smiled faintly, "Master, you are too kind."

He didn't explain too much.

Nangong Qianrou took over the conversation and said coldly, "The abbot arrived just in time."

Pan Shu looked at Nangong Qianrou, then at Hengqing, and sighed, "Forget it, sir, please follow me."

Wei An and his group followed the old monk into a quiet room, and the latter cleaned it out.

"Such a secret has been revealed." Wei An sighed seemingly unintentionally, and then said to Nangong Qianrou, "I won't spread it around."

"Whether it's a rumor or not, it's not me who's causing you trouble." Nangong Qianrou didn't care, but frowned and said, "The clues I finally sorted out are all broken."

Here in Qinglong Temple, we only know that the magic weapon was stolen by Henghui.

Of course, Nangong Qianrou can also go to Prince Yu's Mansion and ask Princess Pingyang, provided that she can withstand Prince Yu's anger.

Wei An said, "As for Heng Hui, I have a clue."

Nangong Qianrou was stunned. Is this the case?
He immediately asked, "What is the clue?"

Wei An looked at him.

"Well, um..."

...

Haoqi Building, 7th floor
Even if Wei An was talking nonsense.

After going back and forth several times, it was almost night.

Wei An was reluctant to reveal the clues about Heng Hui to Nangong Qianrou.

This matter can only be decided by my uncle.

He went again and kidnapped Xu Qian'an, who was bored at home.

After Wei An told what he had seen at Qinglong Temple, Xu Qian'an immediately said, "Lord Wei, Number Six suspects Heng Hui was abducted by Pingyuan Earl's human trafficking organization."

Wei Yuan pondered for a moment and called out "Qianrou".

After a few breaths, Nangong Qianrou came in.

"Henghui was captured by the pawnshop of Earl Pingyuan. Interrogate the pawnshop people who were captured before. If there is no result, take the confession to ask Earl Pingyuan's legitimate son." Wei Yuan ordered.

Listen to what my uncle said.

The legitimate son of Pingyuan Earl should have taken over Pingyuan Earl's pawnshop.

It really is the original intention that remains unchanged and is passed down from generation to generation.

However, even if he knew that there was something wrong with the Earl of Pingyuan and that there was something wrong with the Earl of Pingyuan's legitimate son, even the night watchman who was supposed to monitor all officials would not go to the house of a person who was about to inherit the title of Earl of Pingyuan to question him without any evidence.

My uncle handled it very smoothly.

Go with a confession!
Nangong Qianrou's eyes flashed with confusion at his adoptive father's opening words, but he didn't ask, clasping his fists and replied, "Yes!"

At this time, Wei Yuan said to Wei An, "You go with him."

Ok?
Wei An raised his eyebrows slightly.

Just go if you say so?
Have you negotiated the price?
I'm not cheap!
"Add another 300 taels of gold to the housewarming gift tomorrow." Wei Yuan added.

"But I will obey my uncle's orders."

Wei An immediately responded and left happily.

(End of this chapter)