Chapter 455: Prime Minister and Monk

A robber stepped forward and took out the cloth blocked from Fang Xuanling's mouth, and lifted Wang Wendu's mouth as well.

As soon as Wang Wendu was free, he immediately cursed. His mouth had been blocked for so long, and he couldn't help but speak clearly, but he was full of energy to curse people, and even cursed in dialect.

The yellow-bearded man waved his hand and said, "That's so much nonsense. Although this guy is a general of the Guard Mansion, it may not be worth much. Take him down and hang him up and keep him!"

The minion agreed and blocked Wang Wendu's mouth again, pulling and pulling out of the big cave.

The big yellow-bearded man smiled at Fang Xuanling and said, "Sir Fang, you see that a rough man is a rough man. He has tied him up for so long and walked so far, but he is still so energetic. He is indeed a rough skin and thick flesh, stupid, big black and thick man!"

After licking his lips, he smiled and said, "It's not like Fang Xiangye, who is tender and tender. He is quite old, and he looks like a child."

Fang Xuanling felt his scalp numbness and his throat surging. He tried hard to get some saliva and moistened his mouth. He said, "This hero, although I am the prime minister, I have no permanent property and can't afford much money. Even if I have some savings, I can't deliver it to you from Chang'an. If you tied me up, you will not get any benefits except for causing a disaster!"

The yellow-bearded man laughed dryly and said, "You Tang people are the most stingy. A few days ago, I tied up a monk. It is said that he was an envoy sent by the Tang Dynasty to Tianzhu. I thought I could knock the emperor for a sum of money, but you didn't even pay a single big son. It cost a lot to let me raise that bald donkey in vain."

He stood up, walked to Fang Xuanling, squatted down, and said, "That monk, I originally wanted... Well, now I'll have ten thousand guan. If I don't give it to him, I'll steam him. As for you, Fang Xiangye, I think you'll be worth 100,000 guan? After finishing your business, I plan to turn back to the right and become a Buddha immediately!"

The minions in the cave laughed in unison and shouted: "Become a Buddha on the ground, and be a Buddha on the ground!"

Fang Xuanling realized that the yellow-bearded man was making fun of him, but he was not angry. At least he was not angry like Wang Wendu. A hero would not suffer any loss in front of him. The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty was definitely a hero, and he knew this truth well.

Fang Xuanling asked, "Hero, who are you from Qu Zhisheng?" The Gaochang royal family's surname is Qu, Tongqu. In the Tang Dynasty, the two words "Shi" were the same surname. Qu Zhisheng was the last monarch of Gaochang.

The yellow-bearded man's face changed, he straightened up, hummed, and said loudly: "Grandpa will change his name, and he will not change his surname. I am indeed the surname Qu, Qu's name is Zhimao, Qu Zhisheng is my half-brother!"

After hearing this, Fang Xuanling closed his eyes and stopped talking. It was useless to say it. What good results could be achieved if he fell into the hands of such a destruction of Gaochang? Gaochang was destroyed by the Tang Dynasty at the beginning, and the combat plan was made by him himself. Fang's plan and Duduo was not in vain.

Qu Zhimao waved his hand and said, "Want to pretend to be deaf and dumb? Well, let me be, what you ask me one day will not be able to survive today. The young men, hang him up and raise him!"

The minions stepped forward and took Fang Xuanling down with laughter.

After leaving the big cave and entering the tunnel, there are nothing else in the Xiangkong Mountain. There are caves in the mountains, and I don’t know how many of them are, and each cave is connected. After walking for a long time, I came to a larger cave.

As soon as I entered this cave, Fang Xuanling felt a gust of cold wind blowing. There was a very strange smell in this wind. It was of course unpleasant, but more importantly, it would make people feel a sense of fear!

The minions put down Fang Xuanling and smiled and said, "Sir Fang, look at your appearance, it's quite difficult to raise. I guess you will have to complain in just one day and beg for mercy to our king!"

A few minions walked into the cave and smiled and said, "I'll be sent here so soon. We just hung up that general or something."

These little minions looked at Fang Xuanling and said, "He is the prime minister? He doesn't look like a teacher."

A minion said, "Well, it looks like a romance. When I was a child, my life was smooth and my family could afford me to go to a private school. The teacher looked similar to him, and he had a beard on his face, and there were several strands!"

Another minion came from behind, and it seemed like a small leader. The little leader said, "Stop talking nonsense, put him in the basket!"

The minions agreed in unison and pushed Fang Xuanling to one side of the cave. There was a huge thick wood on the wall of the cave, the kind that two people wanted to hug each other. The thick wood was fixed to the wall of the cave, very firm, and spread horizontally and stretched to the middle of the cave!

Fang Xuanling looked at the other end of the thick wood, and when he saw it, he felt a lot of pain in his heart. He saw that there were several large ropes tied to the thick wood, each rope was hung with a large basket, and he knew the people in one of them!

Who else can it be? It’s Wang Wendu!

Under the basket was a bottomless abyss. A cave of seven or eight feet in radius was pitch black and could not see the bottom at first sight. The cave was constantly emitting a gloomy wind, which was quite terrifying. These robbers actually put the prisoners in the basket and hung them on the cave!

This method of detaining prisoners is very creative. Not only does the prisoners dare not escape, but even if someone comes to rescue them, it will be quite difficult. If someone fails to do it properly, the rescued person will fall into this bottomless black hole, and the corpse will remain!

The little leader said to Fang Xuanling: "Prince Fang, I have heard of your name, which is amazing. When I was an ordinary citizen, let alone seeing the prime minister, even if I saw a yamen runner, I would have to walk around, so as not to block the official's path and be beaten and scolded!"

He pointed to the black hole and smiled and said, "This hole is called the bottomless pit, which goes straight to the center of the earth. No one knows how deep it is. Anyway, if you throw a stone down, you won't hear the sound. I will hang you on it, let the wind blow you and defeat the fire for you. Well, don't tie it anymore, let him loosen it, the Prime Minister will treat you with preferential treatment!"

The minions laughed together and said, "The official is so angry that he beats people at any time. This bottomless pit is just right for someone like you!"

They brought a big basket, which was very strong. There were several thick ropes tied to it and forced Fang Xuanling into the big basket. The minions carried him and hung it onto the thick wood, pulled the wooden wheel winch, and moved Fang Xuanling to the middle of the thick wood, which was also the center of the bottomless pit!

Fang Xuanling could not reach the sky or the ground. Even though he was knowledgeable, this was the first time he heard about such a cell. He couldn't help but change his face and could not speak.

The minions stood there in the cave wall, laughing, wanting to see Fang Xuanling beg for mercy, but Fang Xuanling's prime minister's airs were not ordinary. Although he was trembling in the basket, he didn't say a word of begging for mercy.

After watching for a while, I felt quite bored, so the minions dispersed and no one left behind. I don’t know why.

When Fang Xuanling saw that all the minions had left, he looked at the cave. Logically speaking, such a cave should not have any light, but what is strange is that a little light appeared on the wall of the cave. Although the light was weak, there was no problem in seeing the entire cave clearly. It was probably some kind of luminous ore that could not be verified.

There were several large baskets next to him, and the one closest to him was of course Wang Wendu. Wang Wendu tilted his head and was dizzy.

In a few baskets a little further away, there were people in each basket, with unkempt faces and couldn't see clearly. There was only one that was still neat and even though it was very dirty, it was sitting upright in the basket, and it seemed that it was meditating.

Fang Xuanling whispered: "General Wang, General Wang, wake up, wake up!"

Although Wang Wendu was full of energy cursing in front of Qu Zhimao, he really felt that he was hanging onto the bottomless pit, and his spiritual head immediately flew out of the sky. It was even more likely that the spiritual head fell into the bottomless pit. Anyway, he could not find it at all, so he was so scared that he fainted!

Fang Xuanling called out several times, and saw that Wang Wendu had no reaction, so he had to look at the others. Except for the meditator, the other people remained silent and looked at him dumbly.

Fang Xuanling didn't know what to say in this situation, but he didn't dare to move, so he could only sit in the basket honestly.

After a while, the meditator opened his eyes and looked at Fang Xuanling and Wang Wendu. Suddenly, the man asked, "Donor, are you Fang Xuanling, Fang Donor?" He was speaking in Zhongyuan words.

Fang Xuanling said, but he didn't expect that he could meet someone who knew him here. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the person, and saw that the person's hair was not too long, only a few inches, much shorter than ordinary people in the Central Plains. He was less than fifty years old and had a good appearance. Unfortunately, his beard was too messy, as if he had never repaired it. In his impression, he seemed to not recognize this person.

"I am Fang Xuanling, how dare you ask me?" Fang Xuanling asked.

The man put his palms together, recited the Buddha's name high, and recited Amitabha Buddha, and said, "I am a monk Xuanzang, who has met the donor in Chang'an for several times. For more than ten years, the donor in the donor has not seen many old people!"

Fang Xuanling was shocked and said, "Xuanzang? Are you the monk who pretended to be an envoy of the Tang Dynasty and ran to India to obtain Buddhist scriptures?"

Of course he had some understanding of Xuanzang's affairs, but for the prime minister of a country, he did not care about Tang Xuanzang's personal problems. He considered things from national affairs. Moreover, it would be strange if he was interested in a monk who ran out of seclusion. He just didn't expect to meet this monk here!

Fang Xuanling said: "Just Qu Zhimao just said that he caught a monk. I thought it was me and I suspected it was you. However, because I couldn't protect myself and couldn't pursue it, I didn't expect you to be locked up here."

Looking at Tang Xuanzang who had his palms tied together, he said again: "Why aren't you tied up?"

Tang Xuanzang said: "Because I did not make things difficult for the donor Qu, I did not make things difficult for the donor Qu either." His tone was calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Fang Xuanling said strangely: "You have been hung here by him, how can you make things difficult for him?"

Tang Xuanzang recited Amitabha again and said, "He asked me to admit that he was King Gaochang, and I recognized that he was King Gaochang. What he asked me was just a vague and illusory thing in the world. What's the problem with me?"

Fang Xuanling's face darkened and said, "It's outrageous. Gaochang has long destroyed the country. How could King Gaochang say that? Besides, he is just a robber, so how can he be called King Gaochang!"

As soon as he got angry, the prime minister came out and even scolded Tang Xuanzang.

Tang Xuanzang said, "What is the difference between King Gaochang and ants, and what is the difference between robbers and ants? But they are all things in the world. All things in the world are equally preserved, so why not wait for them?"

In the Tang Dynasty, or in the entire ancient times, Tang Xuanzang was the most important debater. He did not argue with one person, but he could argue with one person alone. Moreover, this group of people could not count for hundreds, but had to use thousands, or several thousand!

When Xuanzang of Tang was in India, he debated the Boiling Method with Buddhist disciples, which could suppress all the Buddhist disciples in India. No one dared to debate with him, so it was so powerful.

Tang Monk in the novel "Journey to the West" is a person who doesn't like to talk. In fact, it's a big mistake. It's just an artistic description. The real Tang Xuanzang is quite capable, and he speaks well and has an unparalleled eloquence.

If a monk wants to promote Buddhism and persuade others to convert to the Buddha, how can he do it? Not only must he be able to speak, but he must also be able to speak very, very, very capable, and he will not be able to speak others without accepting it!

After uh, Fang Xuanling thought to himself: "Mencius are very good at speaking, so I'd better not argue with him." He asked: "Then why don't you escape?"

Tang Xuanzang said again: "Why do you want to escape? What is the difference between a monk and an ant? What is the difference between a monk sitting in a temple and practicing on this bottomless pit?"

Fang Xuanling said angrily: "The bottomless pit is below. If you fall down, you will die!"

"It's just another reincarnation!" said Tang Xuanzang.

Fang Xuanling thought to himself: "No wonder you are not afraid, your thoughts are different from us!" He shook his head. He stopped talking. He really had nothing to say with Tang Xuanzang. He couldn't ask anything. Instead, he was asked a lot, so what else can he say!

But Tang Xuanzang did not let him go, and said again: "Donor of the house, I think you have anger on your face. I must be having something unfair in my heart. Can you tell me to me? I may solve your doubts for you."

Fang Xuanling lived so old and had never seen anyone who likes to talk so much. He said angrily: "How can he be flat when he was caught by a robber and hung onto a bottomless pit? Where did the flat come from?"

"What is the difference between this bottomless pit and that mansion?" Tang Xuanzang stretched out his arms, drew a big circle, and said, "Even if the donor of the house has a magnificent mansion, the land you occupy is just so big that your arms are stretched out..."

Fang Xuanling laughed twice and said, "This basket is much smaller than spreading her arms."

"Or, otherwise, what the donor in the house is wrong, so I will listen to me tell you an allusion!" Tang Xuanzang obviously felt that he had been holding it in for too long and no one listened to him. After finally coming to a donor in the house, how could he let it go, so he had to preach to Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling sighed, no wonder the minions didn't stay in the cave... This time I knew the reason, it was already a miracle that they did not jump into the bottomless pit directly!
Chapter completed!