Chapter 207 Mr. Fu Yin, we met by chance but we are very lucky (5k big chapter, please subscribe and vote monthly)
Youshi.
It's time for dinner.
The sky glows like fire, and the sun sets in the west.
Yellow and old.
And in the east, a faint hanging moon rises echoing in the distance.
Although Mr. Fu Yin specially held the banquet at the dinner point, the sun was setting at this time, and the sun was gone above the head, but the night wind blowing in the face was still sultry.
Fucheng.
Government office.
This time the banquet was held in the inner hall of the government office.
Local government offices are generally divided into three areas. The front is the public hall where official affairs are handled. The allusion to Bo Gongtang comes from here.
In the middle of the court hall is the area where staff or some small officials handle official business, such as the document library, study room, etc. are all here.
Finally there is the inner hall.
This inner hall only houses the governor and his family, which is similar to a government compound.
Of course, Kangding State does not restrict you to living in the yamen. You can also build a mansion at your own expense.
In the inner courtyard at this time.
The lanterns are hung, and people are constantly flowing in to light candles for the lanterns. Although the sun has not completely set yet, the lighting of these lanterns still makes the sightline in the yard wider and brighter, adding to the popularity.
In the courtyard at this time, there were two rows of desks, each desk filled with sweet and sour fruits that could quench thirst and cool down the heat. If one person had one desk per person, there were a total of twenty or thirty desks in the venue.
In the upper position, there are two desks. Needless to say, one of the desks must belong to Mr. Fu Yin.
Looking at the entire Wuzhou Prefecture, the only person who can stand on an equal footing with Fu Yin is the Duwei General who holds military talismans and can mobilize the military power of Wuzhou Prefecture.
Because Jin An and the old Taoist priest arrived too early, they randomly picked a small corner closest to the wall and sat down quietly, and then they ate the iced fruit on the desk without saying anything.
The sword-sharpener was a gangster, and Jin An would certainly not plunge the sword-sharpener into the den of dragons and tigers like the Yamen.
Both are very low-key.
Happy to be quiet.
I was busy eating iced fruit to relieve the heat.
The weather is getting worse and worse. It's so hot. Even if he just sits like this for a while, the old Taoist priest feels like he's on pins and needles moving around.
"What's wrong with you, Old Dao?"
"Little brother, don't you think the weather is so sultry that even your butt pads are wet when you sit on them?"
Jin An, who was eating peaches, had several black lines hanging from his forehead.
"I don't know if it's my misunderstanding. How do I feel that the big peach and the bright red apple we eat in our hands taste the same as the ones you treated us to in the Taoist temple?" The old Taoist priest was suspicious.
Look at Jin An.
"Little brother, are you picking the fruit of Mr. Fu Yin?"
Jin An immediately argued righteously: "Master Fu Yin is a good official for the people. He knows everything clearly and does not hesitate to examine suspicious cases for us late at night and release us without charge overnight. Am I the kind of person who wants to covet his fruits?"
"Only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps? Other wealthy and unkind merchants and wealthy families can't afford these things?"
The old Taoist priest thought it made sense, but he still looked at Jin An with some suspicion. After all, Jin An had a criminal record and dared to steal the pears from Magistrate Zhang's house when he was in Chang County.
At this time, more and more people came to the venue, and almost half of the seats were filled. These people were all prominent figures in the city.
Either the temple owner of the Great Dao Temple or the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple can be said to have a high reputation among the people and a strong reputation. These people all know each other, but they also dislike each other's Taoism and Buddhism.
Basically, Taoist priests cluster with Taoist priests, and monks cluster with monks. The left and right sides are clearly differentiated.
However, in terms of the number of people, the Buddhist sect in Fucheng is more powerful, with half the number of people.
And some of these people are loners with withdrawn personalities.
Jin An guessed that these people should be people like Mr. Yin Yang, a folk goddess who was recommended by local officials.
But these people are still a minority.
These are solitary people who are used to doing things alone. The monks and Taoists in the city look down on these witches and wizards who cheat money from the countryside, and the witches and yin-yang gentlemen in the countryside also look down on these pretentious patrons who are just seeking fame and fame.
or abbot.
This is like a kind of class antagonism.
Jin An seemed to be chatting with the old Taoist priest, but in fact he had been quietly paying attention to these people, and his eyes were thoughtful. Are there any associates of the antique dealers among these people?
Jin An didn't believe that those antique dealers went to such great lengths to deliberately go around and voluntarily give up the little Hanba they had worked so hard to rob tombs to the governor, just to do good deeds without leaving their name.
There must be an antique dealer accomplice among these people.
In the Buddhist door opposite, the top position has always been empty, and the abbot of Bailong Temple was not seen among the people present. It is probably because they came too early and the abbot of Bailong Temple has not arrived yet.
Say the abbot.
The abbot will be here soon.
As the sound of the Zen staff falling to the ground approached, the abbot of Bailong Temple and two old monks from the temple came into view of everyone present.
When the abbot of Bailong Temple appeared, the people who were whispering there, whether they were Taoist priests, monks from other temples, or those solitary goddesses, Mr. Yin Yang, all looked at him with solemnity.
It can be seen that Bailong Temple, an ancient temple that has experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs, has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Especially that day, the scene where the Buddha statue appeared in full view of the golden light on the top of Bailong Temple was seen by many people at that time.
If Bailong Temple had not suddenly closed indefinitely since then, I am afraid that the current threshold of Bailong Temple would have been trampled to pieces by the common people.
At this time, even the patrons of several Taoist temples present put down their hostility and nodded to the abbot of Bailong Temple, which was regarded as a friendly greeting.
As soon as the abbot of Bailong Temple arrived, he put his hands together and apologized: "Amitabha, it's not too late for the poor monk to come, right?"
"Because the temple has been busy with secular affairs recently, I came late. I hope that the donors here will forgive me."
The monks from other temples present responded enthusiastically and said it's not too late, not too late. Then they curiously asked why Bailong Temple suddenly closed recently?
Ask the abbot whether the recent worldly affairs mentioned by the abbot are related to the sudden closure of Bailong Temple.
The abbot of Bailong Temple answered with a smile one by one. It seemed that his answers were perfect and he didn't get any information. At this time, the abbot of Bailong Temple looked around the courtyard and noticed Jin An and the old Taoist priest who were deliberately sitting in the corner.
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"Abbott."
"Abbott."
Jin An and the old Taoist priest clasped fists and greeted each other, finally meeting an acquaintance.
The abbot of Bailong Temple came over with a smile and said hello: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Fellow Taoist Jin'an, how are you doing, Fellow Taoist Chen? The poor monk saw that the faces of the two Taoist priests were glowing red and they were as strong as cattle. It seems that the poor monk is overly worried. Amitabha."
Jin An relaxed and chatted with the abbot of Bailong Temple: "Thank you, abbot, for your concern. Are the secular affairs in the temple going well?"
The abbot of Bailong Temple smiled and replied: "Everything went well."
Jin An: "That's good, that's good."
At this time, the people around noticed Jin An and the old Taoist priest who were deliberately sitting in a small corner in a low profile. They were surprised. These two people were the two Taoist priests from the Five Zang Taoist Temple?
Can they alert the two Taoist priests who were originally incompatible with each other in the city to join forces and even alert the abbot of Bailong Temple?
I didn't expect one of them to be so young.
That young Taoist priest who is in his twenties and looks young, should be the one who can single-handedly kill the evil cultivators of the Jiang family, right?
At this time, some of the people present were surprised, some were moved, some were thoughtful, and some were indifferent and dismissive.
Literary men look down upon each other.
This phenomenon occurs no matter where it is.
"A young boy with a bad smell of milk, I think he is probably spreading lies." There is always a part of me that everyone is so drunk that I hold off alone to show my difference, but this person only dared to whisper in a low voice,
I dare not say it in front of the abbot of Bailong Temple.
At this time, the abbot of Bailong Temple introduced the two old monks who came with him to Jin An and the old Taoist priests.
"The poor monk introduced the other two Buddhist monks in our temple to the two Taoist priests. This one is Kong Ming, the head of the Luohan Hall of Bailong Temple. He is responsible for teaching disciples how to practice."
Kong Ming is a tall-boned old monk. Despite his age, his eyebrows and beard are all white, but he has a majestic body with bronze muscles that give people a sense of oppression like an iron tower.
But what impressed people the most was the Buddhist rosary beads the size of a child's fist that he wore around his neck.
This is no ordinary Buddhist rosary. Jin An felt the vast pure Yang Buddhist power from it.
"This is Hongzhao, the elder of Zhengdao Academy. Zhengdao Academy only practices Buddhism and does not practice martial arts."
Hongzhao is an old monk who looks a bit like an ascetic. He is skinny and skinny, but his eyes are bright and clear. He does not have the dim eyesight or impurities in the pupils of other old men. This old monk looks ordinary, but this is exactly what he is.
A masterful performance with restrained energy and spirit.
After listening to the introductions of the two old monks, Jin An was surprised. With the cooperation of Wu Yiwen and the abbot, it seemed that this was the candidate for Bailong Temple to investigate the case of King Jiang Ping of Yinyi this time.
Jin'an and the old Taoist priests bowed to Kongming, and monk Hongzhao saluted.
"Taoist Master Jin'an, I, Kongming, was a pig butcher before I became a monk. I won't talk about other literate things. Bailong Temple owes you a huge favor. I, Kongming, saved your life. I Kongming
I understand that this life is saved by you. From now on, I will go up the mountain of swords and the sea of fire. No matter what you say to Taoist Master Jin'an, I will not even move my eyebrows. Just don't ask me to eat meat. Three generations of my family have been pig butchers.
The karma and karma are too heavy.”
Monk Kongming has a hot temper, and he speaks boldly when he comes up.
"Hongzhao thanks Taoist Priest Jin'an for helping me at Bailong Temple."
Monk Hongzhao, who focused on practicing Zen and had a Zen mind, looked inwardly, put his hands together, and said sincerely grateful to Jin'an.
When people outside saw this scene, they were surprised.
Why are even the other monks of Bailong Temple so polite to the Five Zang Taoist Temple?
Wasn't it because the abbot of Bailong Temple had a good personal relationship with Wu Zang Taoist Temple that he took action to save Wu Zang Taoist Temple?
Is it because Wu Zang Taoist Temple has good personal relations with the entire Bailong Temple?
If it was really the last answer, they would have to re-examine the relationship between Wu Zang Taoist Temple and Bailong Temple. All the experts and strangers present here looked solemn and thoughtful.
Being able to get such important information, they felt that today's trip to the government office was worth it.
Just in Jin'an, when the old Taoist priest was chatting with the three monks from Bailong Temple, a few more people arrived. When the crowd was almost gathered, there was suddenly the sound of a large number of people striding.
A group of heavily armored soldiers, supporting two men with official authority, rushed into the courtyard.
"Lord Fu Yin."
"Captain."
Everyone present stood up and saluted when they saw the two people appearing. Although Jin An and the old Taoist priest had never seen what Master Fu Yin looked like, it was right to follow everyone and shout.
Afterwards, everyone began to take their seats one after another.
Even the abbot of Bailong Temple came to his seat and took a seat.
Bailong Temple naturally has the highest position among the monks, because no temple in Fucheng can surpass Bailong Temple in terms of virtue and prestige.
"Stay back. No one is allowed to come near Zhang Nei today. I allow you to kill him first and then show off." Today, the captain was still wearing civilian clothes, a simple Xiangyun wide-brimmed brocade robe.
"Here."
As the soldiers left with fists clasped and singing, Master Fuyin also began to order his servants to prepare the dishes. An endless stream of various dishes began to be served to the guests' tables one by one.
It can be seen that Mr. Fu Yin is very attentive to tonight's banquet. Each of these dishes is delicious and delicious.
As expected, the two seats at the top were for the governor and the captain.
It was only then that Jin An could fully see the whole face of Mr. Fu Yin. He was an old man in his fifties who had an ordinary appearance, but could not hide the elegant temperament on his face. He was in good spirits and could at least still be there.
It's okay to stay in officialdom for twenty years.
It's official time now, and there is no official business to deal with, so Fu Yin wears more convenient daily clothes instead of official clothes.
But it can still give people a sense of oppression at first glance.
Perhaps this is what people often call official authority.
It's just that Fu Yin's expression is a little tired, perhaps because the recent Dragon King case has made the entire Wuzhou Prefecture a mess, and there is a lack of someone around him who can relieve his worries.
After all the dishes were served, Mr. Fu Yin also waved the servants to retreat, and they were not allowed to come near without his instructions.
"How is the abbot? How good is the Bailong Temple?" After Lord Fu Yin sat down, he first looked at the three monks from the Bailong Temple nearest to him.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Fu Yin. Everything is fine." The abbot of Bailong Temple answered with his hands clasped together.
Master Fu Yin nodded with a smile, then looked around at everyone present. Master Fu Yin said gently: "Where are the Taoist priests from Wu Zang Taoist Temple sitting?"
Well!
The talented people and strangers present here, who had been recruited from various places in Wuzhou Prefecture, subconsciously turned their heads to look at the table of Jin An and the old Taoist priest.
This time Jin An didn't need to speak, they were already recognized by Fu Yin sitting in the corner.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Taoist Jin An is still so young. Heroes come out of young men, and heroes come out of young men since ancient times. I don't know if it is my misunderstanding, but I always feel that Taoist Jin An looks familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere before." Fu Yin
The adult looked at Jin An suspiciously.
Jin An: "?"
"Lord Fu Yin, that must be your misunderstanding. We met by chance but we are very lucky."
Jin An said neither humble nor arrogant.
Mr. Fu Yin was stunned by Jin An's words. They met by chance but were lucky...Fu Yin chewed it over and over again, and then laughed: "Brother Ziyuan, you are indeed right. This Taoist priest Jin An is indeed a wonderful man who speaks very interestingly.
"
General Duwei, who was on an equal footing with Fu Yin, laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "Brother Youwei, you see I'm right. After you meet Taoist Priest Jin'an in person, you will immediately appreciate him."
"The first time I met Taoist Jin'an, I rewarded him with 'disaster in prison'. I wonder, Brother Youwei, what are you going to reward Taoist Jin'an when you first met him?"
When Jin An heard the words "prison", his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He was a little uneasy, but he pretended to be calm and looked at Mr. Fu Yin, maintaining a calm smile on his face but a panic in his heart.
Wouldn't the Lord Fu Yin also reward him with a "prison sentence"?
Jin An was stunned.
This is a bit painful. Hey.
Master Fu Yin laughed and said: "There is a reward, there is a reward. I will give Taoist Priest Jin'an a seat and let him sit on an equal footing."
Mr. Fu Yin raised his hand and pointed to the empty seat next to him. Someone immediately brought in a brand new desk and food, and now there were three desks sitting on equal footing.
Jin An was immediately dumbfounded.
What play are these two in front of you going to sing today?
First there was a "disaster in prison" reward, but now there was a "sitting on equal footing" reward, which made Jin An's forehead break out with sweat.
At this time, everyone present looked at Jin An, with either surprised or thoughtful expressions in their eyes.
The old Taoist priest looked at Jin An in embarrassment. He almost laughed out loud with gloating. Now he was trying his best to hold back his laughter and looked at Jin An jokingly, wanting to see how Jin An would smooth things over.
Jin An looked at the old Taoist priest who was gloating about his misfortune, and his face suddenly turned dark.
Under the surprised look of the old Taoist priest, he simply stood up and sat calmly on Master Fu Yin's left hand side.
Now we have become the equals of Jin'an, Fu Yin, and Du Wei.
Now the old Taoist priest was dumbfounded.
The old Taoist priest thought to himself, my mother, this little brother really has the courage to be on an equal footing with Fu Yin. Now he is really awesome. When I get back, I have to brag about it to Xi Jian and Mr. Lin. I, the old Taoist, will also take part in the glory...
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This made the old Taoist priest even more determined. From now on, as long as he follows his little brother, he will be right!
When Jin An sat down next to Fu Yin, he finally understood why so many people liked the word "power" since ancient times.
Sitting in the top position, the feeling of being noticed by others... It's so embarrassing. If you want to tear pieces of meat with your hands or eat meat, dozens of pairs of eyes will watch your every move. You can only watch but not eat. You just sit there and hug each other.
Hungry.
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Jin An at the same time, so Jin An could naturally see everyone at a glance.
Among the talented people from all over Wuzhou Prefecture who were invited by the governor this time, the largest number were Buddhist disciples.
More than a dozen foreheads shone in the moonlight, each from five monasteries.
On the other hand, Taoist talent is sparse, with no more than five people from two Taoist temples. Adding Jin'an and old Taoist priests, there are only seven people from three Taoist temples.
The incense of Sakyamuni is very popular in the city. Taoism talks about pure cultivation and doing things by doing nothing. It is rarely active in front of people. Even if you go up to the sky, you can't find the immortal gate. This makes the incense of Buddha strong and suppresses the expansion of new followers of Taoism in disguise.
space, leading to the decline of Taoism.
"Taoist Master Jin An, I remember that there are three people in your Wu Zang Taoist Temple? Why are there only two Taoist priests here today?" Mr. Fu Yin looked at Jin An beside him in confusion.
Jin An's hand shook.
Then quickly steady your hand.
"Master Yin of the Huifu, I have indeed taken in a new disciple. I often teach him, 'You must know that when you take cloud ambitions in a few days, you have promised to be the best in the world', so he practices hard and knows three things a day..."
Fu Yin looked at Jin An in confusion, does this have anything to do with the topic we are talking about?
Facing Fu Yin's confused look, Jin An sighed with regret: "He practiced too hard and accidentally broke his arm today."
Just as Master Fuyin was about to speak, Jin An added: "He also broke his leg, so he missed Master Fuyin's dinner today. It's really my disciple who is not lucky enough to enjoy Master Fuyin's kindness."
Old Taoist priest: "..."
Wu Zang Taoist Temple, sharpening the sword and sneeze, and then continued to comb the wool of the senior brother and look after the house.