royal robes

Chapter 1 Escape from the Mountain Gate
Park 947

Under the Great Buddha outside Lingyun Temple
"Zong Xin, the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless and you will turn back to the shore. Why are you bothering?" The old monk was relieved and tears welled up in his eyes, looking up at the young monk who was only 16 or 7 years old.

Zong Xin tightened the rope in his hand, and the old monk was tightly bound and lay down on the ground.In addition to the old monk Shi Ran, there are more than a dozen brothers tied around him.

This is the third time Zong Xin has escaped from the mountain gate, and he finally succeeded.

Three years ago, Zong Xin was lying in front of the Lingyun Temple without any hesitation, his head was seriously injured and he was bleeding profusely.So far, there is still a small dent on the right eyebrow, the size of a little finger and shaped like a comma, that is the injury suffered at that time.

Abbot Shi Ran saw that he was pitiful, so he took him to the temple to recuperate his wounds. After recovering from his injuries, Zong Xin claimed to have amnesia, and he didn't even remember his name, let alone his past.Shi Ran can tell that Zong Xin has not lost his memory, but he just doesn't want to mention his life experience.

Since the child landed in front of Lingyun Temple, it was a predestined relationship with the Buddha.The old monk accepted Zong Xin as his disciple and taught him Buddhism and martial arts.Zong Xin has excellent aptitude, and in just three years Zong Xin's skills far surpassed Shi Ran's.

But Zong Xin's heart is not lost, and he fell in love with five female pilgrims who worshiped Buddha within one day...

In desperation, he escaped from Buddhism, but was captured twice.This was the third time, and finally all the brothers were subdued without hurting anyone.

Zong Xin just wanted to leave the Buddhist sect, and his brothers were very kind to him, so he didn't mean to hurt others.

"Zong Xin, you are the reincarnation of an evil dragon. If you leave this temple, I'm afraid... um~~" Before Shi Ran finished speaking, a steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth.

Zong Xin raised his head and glanced at the big Buddha, clasped his hands together and said, "I will remember Master's teachings, and after I go down the mountain, I will definitely spread the Buddhadharma and save girls all over the world."

All the brothers looked up at the same time, looking at Zong Xin in surprise.Did I hear wrong?Purdue the common people in the world, how did they become girls?

There is a steamed bun in Shi Ran's mouth, and he just keeps shaking his head.

"Thank you, Master, for making it perfect." Zong Xin turned and left. He had long wanted to go down the mountain to take a look at this colorful world.

These years I have studied Buddhism and martial arts. Although I have lived a fulfilling life, every time I see a female benefactor come to offer incense, I have an inexplicable urge.

I couldn't stay in the temple, no one looked pleasing to the eye.Even if there is a more delicate senior brother...

The Leshan Giant Buddha is only ten miles away from Jiazhou. After arriving in Jiazhou, Zong Xin felt a lot of emotion.Who said the world is in chaos?Isn't Jiazhou prosperous?

Former Shu was destroyed, and Meng Zhixiang established Later Shu with CD as its capital.Meng Chang succeeded to the throne because the first emperor occupied all the roads to Sichuan and made arrangements. The territory was prosperous and there was no war.

Zong Xin stayed in the temple for three years. Of course, the first thing he did after coming down the mountain was to have a big meal. He went straight to the restaurant.

"Little master, stay on!" Before entering the door, Xiao Er stopped him.

"Is there something wrong with the benefactor?"

"Little master, if you want to eat fast, you don't need to discuss it with the shopkeeper. I will serve you a bowl of fast food at the back door. There are too many people inside, so it is inconvenient for monks to see." no.

"Afraid I don't have any money?" Zong Xin took out a piece of broken silver and threw it from his left hand to his right, and then walked in.

It's just a guest at the door, and Xiaoer doesn't stop me at this time.

Zong Xin found a place at random and called, "Here's a whole chicken, then two dishes, and a jug of wine."

"You are a monk."

"I'm thinking about it." Zong Xin put the silver on the table. Although it was a piece of silver, it was enough to pay for a meal.

Xiao Er felt that it was inappropriate, but he didn't want to persuade him much, so he turned around and asked the shopkeeper.

Everyone was staring in the direction of Zong Xin. It was interesting that a young monk went to the restaurant to eat meat and drink wine.I wanted to see what the shopkeeper would do, and I also wanted to see how this little monk could keep his mouth shut.

The shopkeeper stepped forward with a smile on his face, before he could speak.Zong Xin threw the chopsticks in his hand forward, and the two chopsticks were firmly inserted into the pillars a few meters away, halfway into the chopsticks.He picked up two more chopsticks and looked back at the shopkeeper.

"Serve wine, serve wine..."

No need to speak at all, the shopkeeper immediately knew what to do.The people in the restaurant were also taken aback, they didn't expect this monk to be so young, but his skills were amazing, this move must have been done for ten years.

Xiao Er immediately brought a pot of shochu and three vegetarian cold dishes.

Zong Xin poured himself a glass first, and then drank it down.This cup is spicy, but the cold wine seems to be on fire, like scalding hot water sliding down the throat.After eating, my whole body was on fire, and my throat returned sweetness.

"It turns out that the wine tastes like this..." Zong Xin was indeed drinking for the first time, and immediately picked up two peanuts with chopsticks and put them in his mouth to chew. After all, he felt pretty good.

There are peanuts in my mouth, and I feel better after the second glass of wine.It's just a fever in the stomach, and the breath is hot.

Zong Xin turned his head and looked at the table next to him. The dishes on that table were pretty good. There was a plate of sauced beef, which looked tempting.

"Send this plate of beef to the little master." Immediately, someone put the beef on the table respectfully in front of him.

"Not so good..." Zong Xin took a closer look, and there were four people at the table.One of them is well dressed and should be the owner. He is about 50 years old and has gray hair neatly thrown back.There are three people sitting beside them who look like servants, but they are not. These three people are strong and breathing, and they are martial arts practitioners.

The host said politely: "I'm from the north, and I'm tired of eating beef, but the side dishes are refreshing. The north is mainly nomadic, and I eat beef every day. I really envy the rice and side dishes in the Central Plains."

"Grow it yourself~" Zong Xin said while eating.

"The weather is not good, and the old man also tried to plant rice to see whether it can grow or not, and the harvest is very little."

"Grow wheat before the rice grows~ Cattle and sheep grow slowly, how can they have enough to eat if they don't grow grain? How can they fight if they don't have enough to eat?"

Everyone in the restaurant turned their heads to stare at Zong Xin. It would be a disaster if the last two words of his sentence were replaced with 'war'.

The Khitan was strong, but its only shortcoming was that the north was mainly nomadic and did not have much food.If this problem is solved, the Khitan will definitely become stronger and stronger, and when the time comes, they will send their troops south to dify the Central Plains.

"Wheat?" The host took a deep breath and said, "Wheat has strong resistance to drought. It's good for the lack of water in the north. But little master, don't forget that wheat is sown in winter and harvested in summer. It's extremely cold in the north and malt will die."

Zong Xin suddenly laughed and said: "Idiot, if sowing in winter doesn't work, just sow in spring and harvest in late autumn. Although the taste is a bit worse, the portion is very large and can definitely feed a lot of people."

"That's reasonable, maybe you can give it a try." The host said very politely: "My surname is Yelu, and I haven't consulted the eminent monk."

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Zongxing, and he became a monk at Lingyun Temple not far away."

Zong Xin picked up two pieces of beef and put it into his mouth while drinking another glass.I haven’t tasted meat in three years and it left a lingering aroma in my mouth.

"Little monk, don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing as spring wheat?" The speaker was a general, wearing armor and a gold helmet on his head.

That table was strange. There was a military general who looked like a servant. The other two were well-dressed. One was a young man who was only 25 or 6 years old. He had an extraordinary bearing and was sitting at the head seat, facing the door. He should be the master.There is also an old man who is nearly 50 years old and slightly fat. Besides, he looks very kind and should be a housekeeper.

"Ha~ Agriculture is the foundation of a country. How can a person who can't even grow food be qualified to talk about the world?" Zong Xin tasted the wine for the first time and was a little drunk. He couldn't listen to the offensive words.

"That's reasonable, but it's useless." The young master at the same table said with a smile: "I thought there was another Zhuge Wolong, but it turned out to be a young monk who stole wine. What kind of eminent monk is he?"

"Then how can you be considered an eminent monk?" Zong Xin deliberately raised an argument by taking advantage of the wine.

The young master said: "If you can say that I admire you in one sentence, then you are an eminent monk."

Zong Xin said with a smile: "Just now you said Zhuge Wolong, right... I have a couplet here for Mr. Zhuge. The first couplet is: If you can attack the heart, you will be defeated by yourself. It has been known since ancient times that soldiers are not good at war."

Everyone present gasped, this little monk is really not simple.Just now the spring planting of winter wheat was already good, but now this couplet says that everyone's backs are numb, and their whole bodies feel chilly.

"What about the next couplet?"

"If you don't judge the situation, you will be wrong about leniency and strictness. Later, you must think deeply about governing Shu."

"Okay!~ This couplet can be served with wine." Before Yelu and Young Master could react, a white-robed scholar sitting on the farthest side called out.

Yelu excitedly said: "This couplet is worth a thousand dollars, and the mere figures describe the merits and demerits of Zhuge Wolong's life, the method of leading troops, and the way of governing the country. Please leave the calligraphy, I don't remember..."

Zong Xin nodded, his eyes were a little dazed, it was true that he didn't drink much.

"Get ready." Yelu was followed by many people, and he had already prepared the paper, pen, inkstone and put it in front of Zong Xin while speaking.

Zong Xin picked up a pen and wrote down the couplet just now.The handwriting is not big, like writing a small note.

After writing it down, not only Yelu, but even the two generals in the distance were dumbfounded, because no one knew the font of these characters, and the father-in-law was neat and square, just like soldiers waiting in line to go to war.Several of them know calligraphy, but they have never seen this type of font.

Zongxin felt happy, took another drink, and slowly crawled on the table unconscious, after all, he was too young to drink.

The two teams were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other, and then at Zong Xin.

"Steal people."

Yelu and the general behind the young master drew their swords at the same time.

'Clap~'

The two felt a heavy blow to the back of their hands when they drew their swords just now, and the short knife could not be drawn out of its sheath. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be two peanuts...

The two raised their hands at the same time, telling their subordinates not to be impulsive.There is also a master present, this master does not want to reveal his identity.

"This is not our territory, let's go back first." Yelu immediately left with his servants, regretful but helpless.

The young master breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the master is not from their side, Yelu is the surname of the Khitan royal family, it's better not to mess with it."

The young master left with his servants, and only Zong Xin was left drunk.

After everyone left, the white-robed scholar walked up to Zong Xin, threw down a wine gourd, and walked out without looking back.

Zong Xin was drunk all day, and it was already late at night when he woke up again.

"It hurts~~Headache~~" Zong Xin felt a splitting headache. When he looked up, he saw a gourd.There was a small note hanging on the gourd that said, 'I'm too drunk, practice hard'.

Zong Xin threw the note away, opened the gourd and smelled it...a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils.

"It smells so strong..." Zong Xin was taken aback. It was strange that he had a severe headache, but after smelling the smell of alcohol, the pain suddenly disappeared.

"Strange... whose ~?" Zong Xin looked around, "That's mine."

I didn't notice the headache just now, the sun had already set, and there was no customer around, only Xiaoer was dozing off at the counter.

"Amitabha, it seems that there is no need to pay..." Zong Xin didn't think too much, and walked away from the hotel.I did bring some money with me, but I had to save some money, it was not easy to save some money, it was stolen by Zong Xin.

It was very late, and the streets were almost deserted.After leaving the temple, there is not even a place to stay, so I have to find a way to make do with tonight.

"Hotels and inns cost money anyway... let's go directly to the brothel." Zong Xin stepped forward, and there was a light leading the way in the distance, and he soon came to a bustling place.

The two rows on the left and right are the same business, and the little girls in scantily dressed are soliciting customers.There were not many people passing by, they were all looking around, wondering which one to enter.

"Hit, beat me to death. If you dare to eat Bawang's meal in Meifenglou, I think you are tired of work."

Not far away there was a commotion of people, Zong Xin took a few steps forward to watch the excitement.Five or six people were dressed uniformly, and a rich man stood behind him.They were beating a drunk man, apparently too drunk, lying on the ground and being beaten helplessly.

These people's fists are not light, and if they continue to fight, they may die.The sky is bright and bright in broad daylight, why is no one caring about it?
After beating for a quarter of an hour, the beating man was also tired. A group of people went back to Meifenglou to continue drinking, and the drunk lay motionless on the ground.After the game was over, it was enough to watch the excitement.

"Yeah~ I've enjoyed watching so much that I forgot to persuade the fight." Zong Xin finally came to his senses at this time: "After fighting for so long, he should be dead."

Zong Xin picked up the wooden stick and knelt down on the drunk man's back and stabbed him, but there was no response.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will recite the Sutra to transcend the soul of the donor."

"He's not dead yet." The drunk tried his best to turn around and face Zong Xin.

There is not much difference in age between the two, but there is a huge difference in appearance.A handsome young monk, a disheveled drunk.However, the clothes on this drunk don't look worn out. Judging from the condition of his face and hands, he doesn't look like a suffering person. His family should be quite rich.

Zong Xin sighed and said, "How dare you come to eat Bawang's meal if you don't have money? It seems that you don't look like someone who has no money to eat~"

"You know what? This is the custom of our Zhao family. We never take money with us when we go out, and we never pay the bill when we eat."

"Good family style..." Zong Xin admired him for having such a shameless family style.

The man surnamed Zhao suddenly asked: "Little Master, have you caused any trouble? It seems that someone has been watching you."

Zong Xin was taken aback. In fact, he had this feeling just now, but it was not obvious.The person surnamed Zhao said that it was true, and it seemed that he had been followed after leaving the hotel.But I just went down the mountain, so I didn't offend people so quickly.

Just as he was thinking, a person suddenly came from the dark. Zong Xin knew Yelu who was treating him to beef at noon.

"Hahahaha, the eminent monk can't drink enough~" Yelu smiled softly and said: "A few glasses of sake will make you sleepy. I wonder what you are doing up to this late at night?"

"Wholehouse." Zong Xin knew Yelu, so he didn't hide it.

Yelu suddenly looked into the distance and exclaimed, "There are such beautiful angels in the world~"

Zong Xin and the one surnamed Zhao immediately turned back, and didn't see any beautiful angels. At the same time, they felt that their necks had been stabbed.Before I could react, I felt dizzy and my whole body was weak.

A carriage came immediately, and several Zhuang Khans ran behind him to load Zong Xin and Zhao into the carriage.After Yelu got on the carriage, the carriage immediately drove north.

Yelu is the surname of the Khitan royal family. The Khitan people are tough and there is no shortage of generals, but leading troops to fight requires not only martial arts, but also the art of war.If you have the art of attacking the mind, you will be victorious in every battle.Just relying on the four words of winter wheat and spring plowing, this little master has made a great contribution, and this is just a casual chat, if this person has the heart to help, the Khitan national power will definitely be more prosperous than it is today.

Daliao lacks this kind of talent the most. Now that they meet, how can they let them go easily?It seems that this monk is not here for a good time. He eats meat and drinks and prepares to go whoring.

After arriving in the Liao Kingdom, he will eat delicious food and wine, accompanied by beautiful women every night, and this person will definitely assist him with all his strength.At that time, Daliao will send its army southward, taking advantage of the splitting of the Central Plains, and seize this great river and mountain.

The Zhao next to him is also a good chess player, but his importance is far less than this little monk.

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(End of this chapter)