Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 52 An Chengshou

Fang Xirou snorted coldly, "Stop doing this, the grievances between our two families are not over yet."

Now that Buddhism has not yet arrived, and has not yet reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, Xia Houchun smiled in his heart. One pursues unrestrained, great freedom and freedom;

In the future, if this little monk breaks up with him, in addition to 'joining Taoism to punish Buddha', maybe he can also borrow the power of Demon Sect.

But these are just precautions, we are still working together to fight against Xuanzong.

Fang Xirou didn't want to talk too much, and the little monk didn't bother him endlessly. After joining hands with Weng Boying and others to salute, he smiled and invited: "I just left the customs and heard that the benefactor came to Bisha. You really have a deep relationship with me. .”

Putting palms together in thanks, Xia Houchun lifted his steps and walked side by side, smiling as he walked: "Master Zhichan is highly respected, Xiahou has been famous for a long time, but the current situation is complicated and it is difficult to get away to visit.

It seems that we met by chance today, but in fact, because of hesitation and difficulty, I came to the treasure temple to seek the Dharma. I think it must be the guidance of the Buddha. "

Knowing the cicada's eyes are clear, and his smile is warm, which makes people feel like a spring breeze. How could he not know what the prince meant, and he led Xia Houchun and others to turn a few turns, pass through the yellow wall arch, and enter the bustling apse.

Before leaving, he did not forget to thank Zhang Sixi, and said in a warm voice: "Little benefactor Zhang, let's go, these benefactors will be greeted by the little monk."

Even though the little Furen greeted the nobles, even though he was reluctant to part with them, he had no choice but to know that these nobles were not something he could entertain.

But after seeing the elegant demeanor of these nobles, he felt that the trip was worthwhile, and after heyed happily, he wanted to bow and leave.

Xia Houchun stopped him and said with a smile, "You have worked so hard, you can't do it in vain, reward!"

Liu Wenzhen made a congratulatory promise, and took out two pieces of Xianlong coins, which were used as a guide fare, which made Zhang Sixi smile and bow to him again and again to express his thanks.

But Xia Houchun and the others didn't know that after this "little helper" left Changguo Temple, he found a remote alley, delivered a message to a colleague, whispered for a while, and then left quickly.

So again and again, there are traffickers, singers, or restaurant guys, and even high-ranking officials. It seems that what they sell is 'news'.

After finishing these tasks, the little helper Zhang Sixi went straight to a garrison camp in the city.

In Changguo Temple, after the little Furen left, Shichan gave a compliment, and then replied leisurely:

"Your Highness's confusion is nothing more than the family, the country and the people. This is the same as my Buddha's path to Purdue. According to the words of the noble land, it is not an exaggeration to say 'like-minded'."

Weng Boying and Zhuge Dan raised their heads subconsciously behind them, staring at the two in front with complicated eyes.

Previously, I thought that the prince's visit to Changguo Temple was just for fun, but I didn't expect that there was also the meaning of "uniting the west against the east". Is it just not afraid that the Buddhist store will bully the customers, or is it easy to invite the gods and send the gods away?
Except for Liu Wenzhen, a loyal dog, the others were surprised and hesitant, but Fang Xirou looked at Xia Houchun with admiration, his eyes flickered, deep and difficult to understand.

Her eyes fell on Xia Houchun, and she thought to herself, is this guy out of skills and wants to fight to the death, or does he have a plan in his heart and intends to use his strength to fight?

Xia Houchun naturally didn't know the thoughts of others. Coming to Changguo Temple was not a temporary idea, but in fact, he had planned it long ago. After all, Dajing and Taoist sects are fighting for the front, and there must be some injuries in the battle between the two powers. Rather than being kicked out by Xuanzong, it is better to take the initiative to attack and fight together vertically and horizontally. Daomen.

Just as he said to Wei Boyu in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Dajing's goal from beginning to end was only "Xuanzong", not the entire Taoist sect.

A man is affectionate, and a sister is interested. It can be regarded as hit it off and reached an initial consensus.

Of course, Xia Houchun also knows that in-depth cooperation requires both sides to be equal in strength. Even if he has the township of the Little Saint of the Demon Sect, and there is also a Qianqi Battalion stationed outside of Shenluo, it is still not enough. Now he is not qualified to compete with the entire Fomen talk about joining forces.

Therefore, the two of them tacitly agreed, and neither of them took the initiative to bring up the matter.

As soon as I entered the apse, there was a burst of noise intruding into my ears, but I saw that on the long tree-lined avenue, there were all clothes with long sleeves, or some people looked at the paintings with their sleeves on their backs, and they looked at them with great interest.

Or pick and choose at the small seal carving stall, the face of the stall owner turns green; there are also guests who offer their sleeves to reward the calligraphy, and they are amazed, but the **** just don't buy it.

After jumping over two or three booths, a hollow snow jade plate dragon seal fell into Xia Houchun's eyes. He picked it up and saw that the bottom was engraved with "Shen Chi" in Zhu Wenzhuan.

Under the hollow dragon face is also carved the name "Shanqiao", which is as big as a mosquito and fly, and it is difficult to detect unless you look closely.

The word "Shenzhi" is beautiful and elegant, with a charming and fresh style, which is unique.

Shi Chan's eyes showed approval, and he smiled at Xia Houchun and said:
"This seal came from the hand of a foreign travel scholar. I don't know the name of the little monk, but the seal characters carved on it are mostly grotesque, and there are many things of mountain gods and water monsters. Among the engravers that the little monk has seen, this person is undoubtedly the most beautiful. good."

Xia Houchun nodded and commented: "Zhu's writing style is clear and clear, simple and honest, as if he calls himself a family."

Then he turned his head and said with a smile to everyone, "Do you know this great craftsman?"

With a puff, Weng Boying stretched out his feather fan, and said leisurely: "An Chengshou, courtesy name Shanqiao, a native of Gusu, was elected in the 17th year of Tianhong, and was first awarded Beichuan inspector, but he thought it was too far away, so he resigned and traveled far away.

A few years ago, I traveled proudly in the Eastern Capital. I visited many temples, temples, bookstores and teahouses. I used calligraphy and painting as a career, and I also studied engraving. "

"Who are you talking about, who are you talking about?" A yell sounded.

Xia Houchun and the others looked in astonishment, and saw a disheveled, five-year-old man with an unshaven beard and a rotten coat, who looked like a beggar from under the small bookstore.

I saw him stepping forward quickly, snatching the seal of "God's Edict" from Xia Houchun's hand, rubbing it lightly, then blowing on it, squinting at Zhichan who was smiling wryly:

"Little monk, where does this little dandy come from, and you don't care about running wild on your territory?"

Weng Boying, who was caught by someone, closed his fan with a huff, stared and said, "Who are you talking about?"

The stall owner glanced at Weng Boying up and down, picked his nose, and asked sideways, "Which onion are you?"

"Hmph, I'm Taikang Weng Boying!" Weng Boying swung his fan, raising his chin like a proud little peacock.

The stall owner cut it, waved his hand impatiently and said: "Boys of the Weng family, everyone likes to play tricks, and while playing, I don't have time to talk to you."

Xia Houchun quietly approached Fang Xirou, and secretly asked, "How is your cultivation, senior?"

Fang Xirou pursed her mouth and muttered, and the voice transmission replied: "I can't tell."

can not tell?That is unfathomable.

Xia Houchun looked at Weng Boying, "Who is this senior?"

(End of this chapter)