The old monk in black was named Yang, and was born in the top gentry of Dongyue. He was a student since childhood and was a fan of hundreds of schools. At the age of thirteen, he became a monk and read the classics of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. He was especially good at Yin-Yang and numerology. Although he was a monk, he learned Taoist arts and military theories from Taoist priests in Qingxu Palace. At the age of 24, he traveled to Longhu Mountain and was scolded by the great master Qi Xuanzhen. Yang Taisui was not angry but happy. Later, he was recommended to Beijing to serve the prince. He then recited scriptures and prayed for blessings for the late empress dowager, presided over the royal Yongfu Temple, assisted the ancestors in the imperial power to compete for the country. During this period, he recruited several great officials from the great house to be disciples of Bodhisattva precepts.

The world is so peaceful that the old monk who likes to wear black politely declined the title of national master. He devoted himself to studying Buddhism in Yongfu Temple. He had long cut off relations with his family and had no connection with the powerful and nobles of the dynasty. Under the western wall, he once advised Xu Xiao not to kill the scholar Fang Xiaoli, but in the end he was in no way successful. Rumor has broken up with Xu Xiao's robe. He has been feeling that the Zen Dharma system is chaotic and unclear. He has created a complete theory, written "The Original Meaning of the Eight Sects" and "The Sutra of the Bible and Rescue", but he did not participate in any Buddhist arguments. He was called "Old Man of Monk Zheng". He had the merit of assisting the country and establishing his own business, but he was willing to be lonely. He was just a assistant to the prince's grandson and the dragon's grandson. He resigned three years ago as the presidency of Yongfu Temple and the palace master to register monks. He walked alone across the country. The dragon saw his head but did not see his tail. Today he appeared in Tai'an City, just to escort the King of Beiliang into the capital. However, after seeing the old monk in black, Xu Xiao insisted on walking into the city. This scene appeared. Xu Xiao and him walked side by side and walked towards the palace gate.

Xu Xiao, dressed as a rich man, put his hands in his sleeves, strolled in the courtyard on the main axis of the capital city, and smiled and said, "Yang Taisui, I heard that you had taken a retreat disciple and ran to Yinxue Palace? I had agreed in advance that no matter how much you and I really caused a big trouble, and you and I should not interfere in protecting your calf. Also, the red armored man of the Fu Jiang was ordered by your disciple, right? No, I will be the case. I am very curious that the Fu Jiang Red Armored Man had been peeled by your Bodhisattva Ring disciple Han Diaosi, how could he have five more Fu Jiang Red Armored Man? What are you sinister plans for you, you bald donkey? Why are you still having trouble with me? You are so petite, just like a woman, didn't you agree not to kill the scholar No. 600? We have been in a decades of life exchange friendship, and you don't want it?"

The monk in black said in a scheming manner: "It's not my business."

Xu Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar atmosphere in the capital that had not been seen for many years, and curled his lips and said, "Give me a clear idea, is that kid the illegitimate son? Otherwise, how could he get the red armor of the talisman from Han Diaosi? How could he make Han Diaosi's human cat look down and like a slave?"

The old monk frowned, and the evil spirit was already bitter, becoming more and more ferocious, without anger, he was powerful, and walked in a bustling city with crowds of people. However, under the guidance of the old monk, no one could approach him and Xu Xiao, like a slippery fish swimming in a water grass.

Xu Xiao smiled and said, "The bald donkey doesn't deny it, I just think it's answer."

The old monk in black still did not explain or argue, and his mood was not good. Xu Xiao joked: "Yang Taisui, Yang Taisui, sometimes I admire you very much. Accompanying you is like a tiger. As long as you live for another twenty or thirty years, you will be expected to assist the dragon and the three dynasties. Everyone is willing to treat you as a Bodhisattva. Look at Longhu Mountain. In order to consolidate the status of the national master, you will do everything. An old guy is willing to live for two hundred and sixty years, and even uses it to change his fate. You do nothing, eat vegetarian food all day long, and chant Buddha's name all day long, and feel that the capital is boring, so you go out to walk. This is the life of a god. Bald donkey, when will I go to see my eldest son Fengnian? He is different from me. If he believes in Buddhism, you may be able to talk about it."

The old monk shook his head and whispered: "It's here."

At the end of the road, you can see the gate of the south imperial city.

The dynasty was ruled by the 10th day of the morning court, but the morning court had begun. Xu Xiao came a little late. There were only carriages, horses and slaves outside the door, and he could not see any prominent magistrate in the court.

The first gate of this imperial city is three palaces, with huge eaves and heavy ridges. There are white jade lions on each side, a pair of horse-drawn steles. There is a couplet written by the founding great scholar on the door, "The sun and the moon are bright, and the mountains and rivers are majestic." There are 110 corridors on the north side of the gate, known as the Thousand Steps Corridor, with eaves and ridges, guarding the Baohe Hall, which is the Golden Palace in the mouths of the people.

The old monk Yang Taisui in black sighed, "You just dress like this to go to court?"

Xu Xiao smiled and said, "I went to the carriage to change my clothes. I didn't have the chance to wear them in Beiliang. I have been pampering over the years and have gained a lot of weight. I don't know if it fits well. If I can't wear them, it will be troublesome."

The old monk had a rare headache and helpless expression on his face.

Xu Xiao laughed and walked towards a carriage with only a few close entourages left in the royal palace. The iron cavalry under Wangqi naturally could not be brought to the base of the imperial city wall. What kind of constitution is that Yang Taisui in black did not set off, but still stood a hundred feet outside the door, with a desolate expression. Back then, he was still a monk seeking merits and fame, so Xu Xiao had already broken out of Jinzhou with six hundred black armors. He gave advice to the advanced emperor. Xu Xiao was the pioneer of the advanced emperor, and one literary and one martial, complementing each other. At that time, the advanced emperor regarded them two.

People were like right-handed men. They had climbed up to Baohe Palace to drink in that gate, and talked about major events in the world under the moonlit night. Xu Xiao didn't read much, and they would always be forced to recite poems by them. They were rough and vulgar, and they were joked every time. After they got drunk, they lay on their own. It didn't matter who was on their arm. The last time they met was when Xu Xiao destroyed Western Chu and returned to Beijing and was granted the title of Dazhu Kingdom. He just spoke to each other and no longer had the unscrupulousness of the past. From then on, he stopped participating in politics and only talked about Zen and poetry.

Afterwards, he was instructed by the late emperor to have a farewell wine with Xu Xiao.

This made the wonderful woman enter the palace alone with a sword and a white shirt. From then on, he would no longer have the face to see Xu Xiao.

Xu Xiao was not far from the carriage, and he was running towards the carriage. The carriage was sweating. Xu Xiao waved his hand and signaled Han Laoshan, the junior brother of the Gunxian Wangxiu, to not be concerned. He turned sideways and barely avoided the horse's hooves of two tall horses. He just signaled a master raised in the royal palace to go to the car to get a long-prepared outer robe and prepare to put it on and enter the palace for the morning court.

It just responded to the saying that Ma Shan was bullied by others. Xu Xiao didn't mind the collision of the carriage. The groom from the powerful mansion thought that this hunchbacked old man was upset and was regarded as an unobstructed slave to an official in the court. The owner of the carriage had already delayed the morning court because of his health. He urged him so hard that he was scolded countless times. Of course, he was in a bad mood. He whipped and smashed people in anger. Xu Xiao smiled without any action. Han Wushan grabbed the whip, pulled the groom off, stepped on his chest, and with a click, he directly broke two ribs.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing fourth-rank Yunyan civil servant robes walked down the carriage. When he saw his servant suffering from a disaster, he was furious. He looked at the old man with a very good face, and he didn't care about being gentle and cursed. He was basically angrily scolding the servants of some family who dared to commit arrogance outside the imperial city. He pointed at Xu Xiao's nose and asked him to report the name of the official in the palace. When he went to court, he would impeach the emperor in person, and was arrogant.

This Confucian scholar is in the fourth rank, and is the same as the governor of the state. The prince Zuozi is a jealous position in the East Palace. This is not only the case. His father Liu Binzhong is a Grand Secretary of the East Pavilion and an important minister of the two dynasties. The most important civil officials of this dynasty are three halls and three pavilions. Although the East Pavilion is at the end, the three halls and three pavilions have not been fully awarded. In addition, there are only four in Wuying Hall, Wenhua Hall, and Wenyuan Hall. Liu Binzhong is one of the four, and he is extremely honorable. In addition, his brother Liu Tiren is a Yinqing Guanglu Dafu, and the father and son are officials in the same dynasty, which is said to be a good story. If not, he would not dare to speak casually outside the imperial gate to impeachment. After all, the officials who can participate in the morning dynasty are not ordinary people.

Xu Xiao looked at the fourth-rank prince Zuo Shuzi spitting everywhere, and laughed it off. An escort took a package and jumped out of the carriage, untied the back and went out to the corner of the court uniform. The Liu family's conscience official glanced at it and was subconsciously stunned. The old man in front of him was still an official? But civil servants and generals have never heard of such an official uniform? In the world, the official uniforms are far less "used" than the scale of the mansion. Once it is exposed, it will be the end of being sent to prison and exile. When the package is completely opened, the Zuo Shuzi of Donggong named Liu completely widened his eyes. The python robe? It was a blue satin flat gold embroidered five-clawed python robe?!

The python robes have been garments of dragons since ancient times. They are in line with the dragon robes controlled by the 95th Lord, but only one claw is reduced. They are generally embroidered with the dragon robes. The dynasty said that only the princes can embroider the nine pythons and five claws, and only the royal family can use bright golden and apricot yellow colors. The dragon python has five postures of standing upright water, standing upright water, standing upright water, standing upright water, standing upright water, standing upright water, standing upright water, and lying five river water, all lying water, and all lying water. There are strict regulations on which level should be used. It is also the most respected by the lying water, and is known as the group dragon.

The Liu, the man surnamed Liu, watched the old man put on a python robe under the servant's service, and swallowed his saliva.

Round dragon python cloak.

The nine dragons have five claws, and even the greater general Gu Jiantang needs one more claw! The texture of blue and large satin means that he is not a royal family member, but a king of a different surname?

After counting the fingertips, how many kings of different surnames are there in the dynasty?!

The old man put on the python robe with only one piece above the dynasty, and clearly showed his attitude of going to court. What's more, in addition to wearing this terrifying python robe, he also took a knife.

Who can wear a sword to watch?!

Even if the person named Liu is an idiot, he knows who the old man in front of him is!

King Xu Xiao of Northern Liang.

After the hunchbacked old man put on the luxurious and eye-catching python coat, he walked straight to the south gate of the imperial city with a north sword.

The Zuo Shuzi knelt on the ground with a pounce, and had no idea of ​​going to court anymore. He just kowtowed there desperately, and a pool of blood was knocked out from the stone slab.

Xu Xiao, wearing a python robe, walked into the imperial city.

The holes in the city gate were a little dim. After walking out, the man blocked the warm sunshine and looked at the hall with a narrow eyes.

Two rows of lieutenants in front of and behind each other knelt on the ground.

The eunuchs were all facing a great enemy, and shouted one by one: "The King of Beiliang is here!"

The hunchbacked old man walked slowly with a slight limp, as if he didn't care about the emperor, the chief minister Zhang Julu, the general Gu Jiantang, and the civil and military officials in the court waiting for him.

He counted his steps silently, finally climbed up the steps, looked back at the city gate, smiled, and said to himself: "I'm old."

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