If the previous poem may have a Zen feel, but may be too profound for people to ponder carefully, then this poem is simple and clear.
The simplest words and the most straightforward way describe the monk's identity, his love for women, and the entanglement between spear and shield in such a romantic way.
Suddenly everyone in the whole street was stunned.
The girls in the brothel recited this poem silently, and their hearts became drunk.
Since Chen Xuanzang returned from his journey to the west, Buddhism has flourished. People's impression of Buddhism is that it is solemn and majestic and can save all sentient beings.
Monks are all strict in self-discipline, and the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha is already everyone's first impression of monks.
However, when the majestic Buddha and the romance of the world are combined, this strong sense of contrast brings not only a novelty, but also an understanding that breaks the convention.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin!"
When Yuan Zi heard this poem, his face turned dark instantly.
This poem is clearly treasonous and unethical. The Buddha is so sacred, how can such a worldly love be entangled with the Buddha?
This is clearly an insult to Buddhism.
There was already a cold look on Yuan Zi's face, and he thought to himself: "It doesn't matter that you are unwilling to practice Buddhism, but you actually used your poems to tarnish Buddhism. Do you really deserve the wrath of my Buddha, the King of Ignorance!"
Thinking of this, Yuan Zi snorted coldly, and was about to forcibly capture this kid and take him to Xiangshan Temple for severe punishment.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. He slowly raised his head, looked at the sky with a shocked face, counted with his fingers, and looked at Xu Tong, whose expression became even weirder.
At the same time, outside the gate of Mingtang, the commander-in-chief, who was wearing golden armor and holding a horizontal sword, raised his head indifferently and looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, with a look of doubt on his eyebrows.
"Come here!" Two Shenwu guards quickly stepped forward.
"Go find out what those monks are doing recently!"
"promise!"
The two Shenwu Guards quickly turned around to deliver the order. Within a short time, the Shenwu Guards, a huge national machine, began to search quickly, and one piece of information after another began to converge towards the Shenwu Guards.
It was not just the Shenwu Guards who were alarmed. Outside Zhuangzi outside Luoyang City, a farmer wearing a straw hat and holding a hammer slowly took off the straw hat on his head.
If Xu Tong were here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. Isn't this none other than Moduo Cult Leader, Lu Zhi?
“Leader??”
Several people on the side saw Lu Zhi suddenly looking motionless towards the sky, and they couldn't help but stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Leader, what happened??"
Lu Zhi looked puzzled and said, "Let someone go check it out. There have been some major Buddhist events happening in Luoyang City recently!"
"promise!!"
Huntian Prison.
Gu Peiyuan was lying on his rocking chair, closing his eyes and relaxing. The air was filled with a bitter herbal smell.
"Master, drink the medicine!"
Nie Haitang walked to Gu Peiyuan with the medicinal soup, blew on the medicinal soup twice, and handed the medicinal soup to Gu Peiyuan.
"Hey, this medicinal soup is really bitter."
Gu Peiyuan looked at the medicinal soup with a tragic expression, as if it was not a good medicine that could cure his illness and save his life, but more like a poison that could kill him.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to drink, he glanced at the sky coldly, and his eyes suddenly tightened.
"boom!!"
The bowl in his hand slipped and fell heavily to the ground.
"Master!!"
Nie Haitang turned pale with fright when he saw this. He looked at Gu Peiyuan lying on the chair motionless and looking at the sky. His face turned pale for a moment and he stretched out his fingers tremblingly.
"Not dead yet!"
Gu Peiyuan suddenly spoke at this time, causing Nie Haitang to exhale: "Master, you almost scared me to death."
Gu Peiyuan shook his head: "Strange, strange, so strange."
"Strange? Master, what is strange??"
Nie Haitang raised his head and looked at the sky, but saw nothing. He could only ask Gu Peiyuan.
Gu Peiyuan didn't explain. He just took out nine copper coins from his sleeve and threw them away. The coins rolled to the ground.
His eyes quickly swept over the copper coins on the ground, and the expression on his face became increasingly weird.
"It's strange, how come these bald Buddhists' luck suddenly soared so much??"
After saying that, his chubby body jumped up from the chair: "Go outside to inquire, but something happened, go quickly!"
Nie Haitang didn't know why, but seeing that his master was so anxious, he didn't care about the medicinal soup and hurried away.
"Luck! How could this happen? Is it because of his poems?"
At this moment, Yuan Xiang was still standing there, lost in thought. Suddenly, his ears were filled with the poems written by Li Zheng just now.
Looking back, I saw that everyone around me was chanting obsessively, once was not enough, twice, and twice was not enough.
Even those brothel girls who are despised by Buddhism are reciting this poem silently.
In Yuan Zi's eyes, Buddha seems to have spread into people's hearts in another way.
"Quick, sir, please come in quickly!"
The woman in front of the door was shocked. She changed her coquettish demeanor and pulled Xu Tong inside.
Before I even entered the door, the girls upstairs had already rushed downstairs.
One by one, he crawled into Xu Tong's arms.
What a girl's reserve, go to hell. Being able to serve such a young master will only double your worth if word spreads about it. If this young master is willing to designate the ownership of this poem, it will be even more amazing. With this poem, they can
Eat for a lifetime.
Facing the girls who came forward, Xu Tong welcomed all the comers and hugged each other happily. At the same time, he never forgot to look back at Yuan Bian: "Master, why should you be cautious? Pretty in pink, isn't it also a kind of spiritual practice? You and I
They are all Buddhas who have entered the world, so why worry about rouge staining their cassocks!"
The corners of Yuan Zi's lips twitched, and finally he shook his head helplessly and said: "Your Majesty, it's up to you, but I have other important matters, so I'll come back to visit you tomorrow."
In the end, Yuan Bian couldn't let himself enter the brothel's door, he just turned around and left in a hurry.
"Hey!"
Seeing Yuan Xiang leave, Xu Tong grinned and snickered: "Food and wine have passed through the intestines, but the Buddha remains in the heart. Master, please be careful!"
After hearing the words, Yuan Zi turned around and looked at the prince who had submerged himself in the fragrant world with complicated eyes. He clasped his hands together and said in his heart: "There is no second Chen Xuanzang in the world."
He recited Amitabha and left in a hurry.
After Yuan left, Xu Tong felt even more at ease. He stretched out his hand and waved to Mamasang on the side, but Xu Tong was so excited that she raised her hands in front of her chest and walked over in a hurry.
: "What orders do you have, Master?"
Xu Tong pushed away the girls around him, and in the eyes of the girls with resentment, he stopped Mama Sang from waist-deep: "I have a friend here with you, and he happened to be here even after I came. Take me to meet him."
“Friend, is that young master you are talking about??”
"The one sent by Huntian Prison."
"Huntian Prison?"
Mama Sang couldn't help hesitating after hearing this, but Xu Tong slapped Mama Sang on the butt: "Don't be pretentious, take me to meet my friends, and I'll come back next time, or I won't come again."
"Don't, don't, don't~"
Mama Sang became anxious when she heard this. Who is this? This is the God of Wealth.
There are so many local tycoons who spend a lot of money. In the huge city of Luoyang, if you throw a brick at it, you will either be an official or a wealthy and powerful person.
There are eighteen brothels in Luoyang, and there are even more Goulan Sijiao houses.
Why do these people come to their house? It's because there are poets in their house who write poems. When they go out, they say that the poems of people who are famous in Luoyang City were written in front of their house. That is a golden sign.
Just based on the two poems this young master just wrote, starting from tomorrow, the price of their flower poems will double.
Otherwise, you should go elsewhere and see if you can have such a strong character.
Mama Sang quickly grabbed Xu Tong, but she was still a little worried and wanted to confirm: "Young master is really a friend!"
Xu Tong took Mama Sang's chubby fleshy hand, put her hands on his chest, and looked lovingly into Mama Sang's eyes.
Mamasang, who is an experienced lover, didn't know what to do today, her face started to turn red.
"We are close friends, the kind of friends who would sacrifice their lives for each other and go through fire and water!!"
When Mama Sang heard this, she thought of the young master's unswerving appearance in the face of the four courtesans, and suddenly understood: "Could it be that you are..."
Xu Tong pinched the flowers and pressed them on Mamasang’s red lips: “You understand me!”
"Oh!!" Mama-san's eyes widened, and the little flame of gossip in her heart jumped up.
He nodded crazily like a chicken eating rice: "I understand, I understand!!"
“I understand, but you’re still not leading the way!”
"This way please! It's in the back room."
After Mama Sang said this, she ignored the resentful looks from her daughters behind her and took Xu Tong straight to the backyard.
Walking through the backyard, before getting close, I heard bursts of music.
"Don't worry, my young husband is loyal to you. These days, his heart has not been touched at all. My four daughters have tried their best. My young husband is still a true gentleman who is calm and undisturbed!"
Mamasang was afraid that Xu Tong would misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained.
Then he pushed open the door: "Girls, let's come out!"
As soon as their mother Sanken let them go, the four girls in the room immediately breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the room one after another.
"You wait outside the door and don't allow others to come in!"
Xu Tong pointed to the courtyard door and motioned to Guo Yi behind him to guard the door.
Then he waved his mother-sang away, tiptoed to the door, and lowered his voice and said, "My dear husband, you are fine!" He pushed the door open with both hands and walked in with small steps.
Zhang Haisheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his hands flat on his chest and abdomen. When he heard the voice, he just said: "Please leave, girl, poor Taoist... Huh!!" Halfway through the words, Zhang Haisheng stared and looked away.
When Xu Tong entered the door, he couldn't help but cursed: "I'm going to fuck you! How dare you come, Mr. Sun!"
"Amitabha, why do you need to be angry, my dear husband? The poor monk is here to bring you tea!"
Xu Tong closed the door with a wicked smile on his face.
Soon I heard a "thumping, thumping, thumping" sound in the room.
Mama Sang, who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, heard the commotion, covered her mouth and snickered secretly: "I'm afraid it's thunder from the sky and fire from the earth, and a fight has already started." After that, he took the girls and left quickly.
