() "I know how to do it."

Liang Le, the owner of Fengle Tower, said thoughtfully: "When the time comes, we will have to trouble the Imperial City envoys to come forward."

Zhang Ruhui smiled and said: "Of course. When that day comes, the host will send people to Shangqing Baolu Palace to look for me just to remember that Mr. Tongzhen has nothing to do with this matter."

Looking at Zhang Ruhui's smile, Liang Le suddenly realized: "If things come to pass, as long as Mr. Tongzhen has something to do, Liang will have people and money, and he will be obliged to do so."

"The poster has such kindness towards the Shenxiao Sect. When I go back, I will set up a longevity tablet in the Shangqing Baolu Palace. Disciples of the Shenxiao Sect often pray for the poster." Zhang Ruhui laughed and said, "Nowadays, Shenxiao Wanshou Temple is being built in various places.

"The palace has the full help of the landlord Liang, and naturally we will get twice the result with half the effort." The desire has made Liang Le unable to care about anything else, not to mention that the officials are now favoring Lin Lingsu and even the Shenxiao sect. Liang Le can build this relationship, which is very important to Feng Le.

It’s also a great thing for Lelou.

So Liang Le raised the wine glass in his hand and used it to form an alliance with the Shenxiao sect to deal with the newly arrived Ximen Qing!"

As soon as Liang Le said this, Zhang Ruhui laughed knowingly.

On the second day, Ximen Qing got up early. There was no maid or servant around him, so he had to wash himself and walked out of the room. He saw Wu Song sitting on a chair in the courtyard, and Sun Erniang was combing his hair behind Wu Song.

"I don't know when Xue'er, Liu Niang, Hua Yuerong and the others will be able to reach such a time. It will probably take another month." Ximen Qing thought to himself: "When the magic fortune teller Jiang Jing has bought the mansion, it is better to wait for it first.

It would be better to hire some maids and servants.”

When Sun Erniang saw Ximen Qing coming out, she held her hand, raised her head, and said with a smile: "If the officials have any clothes that need to be washed, you might as well leave them to the servants. I think you may not be able to find the house you like in ten days and a half."

It's a little inconvenient to live in a restaurant without a waiter around."

"It's not very convenient to live in an inn." Wu Song also said with a smile: "I hope Mr. Jiang can find a suitable residence soon."

Ximen Qing looked around and saw no trace of Jiang Jing: "Mr. Jiang went out so early?"

"Isn't that right?" Sun Erniang nodded and said: "Mr. Jiang got up earlier than me. He said he was going to the south of the city to see the mansion, and then back to Maxing Street to see the shops. This burden was all on him alone."

Now is the time to help, have you seen your third brother?"

"When we came back last night, the third brother was still missing." Wu Song pointed to the room where Gushang Shiqian lived: "I just fell off the wall when I was practicing boxing, and I don't know where I ended up.

One night, my face looked both satisfied and exhausted, and now I am fast asleep."

"Won't the third brother really go to the imperial city?" Ximen Qing shook his head: "No matter what, just come back safely."

After Wu Song finished washing up, he, Ximen Qing, and Sun Erniang walked to the front to have breakfast and tidied up. Ximen Qing and Wu Song took the Imperial City Secretary's badge and handed over some copper coins, and headed west first.

Coming from Da Baoguo Temple.

Since he handed over all the money around him to Jiang Jing, Ximen Qing has been free. On the contrary, Jiang Jing took the money from Sun Erniang carefully and left it with Sun Erniang when he went out.

The Daxiangguo Temple is indeed not an ordinary place to visit. In the early morning, there is a lot of traffic and people. Ximen Qing saw the courtyard wall of the Daxiangguo Temple from a distance. The head and tail were not visible, so he knew that this temple really had the character "big".

In fact, the reason why Daxiangguo Temple has the word "big" in its name is because it was the first royal temple opened for the country.

Whenever overseas monks came to Tokyo, most officials ordered the Daxiangguo Temple to receive them, and envoys from all over the world visited Bianliang and visited the temple for sightseeing.

"Since the Daxiangguo Temple was opened five hundred years ago, it has been widely popular and rebuilt several times." Wu Song also said with emotion: "The Taizu of this dynasty was hit by a fire, and it was rebuilt again. It took six or seven years to complete it.

The scale of each reconstruction is getting bigger and bigger, and the name of Daxiangguo Temple is known all over the world."

"I think my second brother also came to Daxiangguo Temple for sightseeing when he was in Tokyo." Ximen Qing asked casually as he saw the majestic red walls and blue tiles in front of the temple.

Although Wu Song didn't say it directly, it was obvious that he had spent a long time in Bianliang, Tokyo, and studied art at a mysterious man's house.

Of course, according to what Old Qintou from Qinjia Village said, it was most likely the legendary Zhou Tong.

"The Frost Bell Yuanzhen is one of the eight scenic spots in Bianjing, so it is not to be missed." Wu Song said with a smile: "The Frost Bell is the largest bronze bell in the Daxiangguo Temple. It rings every day at the fourth watch to tell the time, and the wind, rain, frost and snow never stop. This bell

The sound can be heard throughout the city. People in Bianliang wake up and start a new day after listening to this bell."

Hearing what Wu Song said, Ximen Qing remembered that he heard the bell before dawn in the morning. Of course, Ximen Qing covered his head with a quilt and ignored it at all.

"I see, I thought I heard it wrong." Ximen Qing smiled and walked side by side to the temple with Wu Song.

Now that they have arrived at the Daxiangguo Temple, they naturally cannot avoid secular customs. Ximen Qing and Wu Song also got some incense and candles, and first went to the Tianwang Hall. In the center was a seated statue of Maitreya Buddha, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a bright smile, sitting on a lotus basin.

Next to them are the four heavenly kings of Guangmu, Duowen, Zhengguo, and Zhiguo. Their round eyes are wide open and they are looking at them with eager eyes. In their hands are all the weapons of the immortal family.

Ximen Qing didn't find anything strange when he saw it. To be honest, from ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, these things have been worshiped in monk temples, but the carving work has become worse and worse.

When Wu Song saw it, he laughed and said: "These birdmen are still the same as when they came last time. They haven't changed much, but there are a lot more evils in the world. I don't see these birdmen taking action. What's the use of the pestle here?"

"

Ximen Qing smiled after hearing this and did not make any comments. Just as he and Wu Song were heading to the Main Hall, someone next to him said: "This little brother is so right! This Shimen thing is all bluffing, and

What kind of power does it have?"

After Wu Song heard this, he turned around and saw an ordinary man in his thirties. He was wearing a green suit and his hands were empty. If you look for this kind of person on the street, you can find about thirty or forty people out of a hundred people.

Yes, he is really an inconspicuous figure.

"Could this man be an unborn hero?" Ximen Qing squinted his eyes and thought to himself, but seeing that this man was really an ordinary person among ordinary people, he couldn't see anything after taking a quick look, so he tried to

He asked: "My brothers and I are here for sightseeing and we are just making random nonsense. Where are you from?"

But the man bowed his head and said politely: "You two are sensible people, why do you need to ask me about my origin? Buddhism is a liar. If you are interested, it is better to go to Shangqing Baolu Palace to pay homage."

Ximen Qing saw that this man was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his salute was in a Taoist style. Thinking of Lin Lingsu he met last night, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Are you a disciple of the Shenxiao Sect? How did you get to the Prime Minister's Kingdom?

Are you coming to the temple to solicit customers?”

"The poor Taoist saw the words coming from the two of you, so naturally he couldn't believe Shimen's bluff, so he came up to talk to you. How could he be soliciting customers?" The man was not angry when Ximen Qing revealed his identity, but explained in a low voice.

After talking for a while, he then said: "You two must have heard of Mr. Tongzhen Daling's name? The Shangqing Baolu Palace was given to Mr. Tongzhen Daling by the current officials. From now on, it is natural to suppress the Buddha and promote the Tao.

Attitude."

Wu Song laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "Even if Buddhism is like this, how good is Taoism? The real Taoist masters are all unborn, just like Luo Zhenren from Erxian Mountain who jumped out and waved the banner. None of them has real talent.

Practical learning.”

After listening to Wu Song's words, the man hummed and said: "If Master Luo has real talent and learning, why doesn't he come down from the mountain to assist the officials? You two are free to travel and resign."

Ximen Qing smiled and shook his head. What excuse could such an ant-like figure have with him? Zi and Wu Song turned around and headed towards the Main Hall.

Behind him, the man had already looked for other targets, and he pressed close to him and whispered: "Does this dear friend know about Shangqing Baolu Palace?"

Ximen Qing and Wu Song walked out of the Heavenly King's Hall, and Wu Song couldn't help laughing: "This Lin Ling Sukong is a Taoist, but he actually used such despicable means to secretly send disciples to the temple to solicit customers. It's really funny!"

"

"Believers always believe in it." Ximen Qing shook his head gently and said: "Do ordinary people care whether you are a Buddhist or a Taoist? As long as you tell them that it will be beneficial, naturally everyone will come to hug you, whether it is Daxiangguo Temple or Shangqingbao

Everyone must pay homage to the Lu Palace."

"Lin Lingsu may not be able to achieve any results by using such methods."

Ximen Qing was originally interested in visiting Daxiangguo Temple, but when he was disturbed by the disguised Taoist from Shenxiao Sect, he suddenly lost his mind.

He and Wu Song came to the Main Hall and hastily put in the incense candles. Without even bowing, they found a monk and asked for the direction of the vegetable garden.

The monk rolled his eyes after hearing this and said, "How can a young monk know that kind of location? If the donor really wants to find it, he can go to Xundu Temple and ask."

"Master, may I ask where the capital temple is?" Seeing that the monk was impatient, Ximen Qing felt a little disgusted, but he still suppressed his anger and asked politely.

"Dusi patrols around the temple on weekdays. How did the young monk know?" The monk deliberately shook the sesame oil book in his hand, pretending to be blackmailing: "If the donor is really serious, he can add something to the sesame oil book. The young monk can't tell.

Just remembered.”

"This monk is worse than the Taoist just now!"

Ximen Qing thought secretly and said angrily: "You are a monk who is cultivating in Shimen Qing Dynasty. How come you smell like copper when you open and close your mouth?"

"Donor, please don't talk nonsense." Seeing that Ximen Qing had no intention of paying, the monk sneered and said, "Don't the Buddha's golden body need to be repaired? Don't the more than a thousand monks in Daxiangguo Temple need to eat? If the donor has no intention,

, that’s fine, just go back to where you came from!”

"This bald donkey is looking for a beating!"

Wu Song beside Ximen Qing shouted loudly, and he punched the monk right in the face!

Romantic Prince Ximen Qing:

Chapter 207: Disciples of Shenxiao Sect in Daxiangguo Temple:
Chapter completed!