Zhang Tongpan and Chief Chai quickly agreed. Chief Wang led a few people to go with Fuyaozi to get the medicinal materials, while Zhang Tongpan led a few soldiers and followed Yang Hao to Xijiaolou Street. Xu Fengqing took the rest with him.
Continue walking to the treasury.
Yang Hao hurriedly ran towards Xicheng. The common people followed Magistrate Xu to see what kind of lively activity no one knew, but no one followed him to cause trouble. When he saw the border of Xicheng, there was a gentle young man on the street in front of him.
, holding a bird cage in his hand, walking over with his head shaking and his tail swaying.
The young man was walking along, looking at some young and beautiful girls. He was feeling that the scenery was pleasant and the "spring scenery" was extremely good. Suddenly he saw a beggar running hurriedly in front of him. He was slightly startled, and then saw the beggar hurriedly behind him.
Seven or eight soldiers came running towards him. The young man's expression suddenly changed, he turned around and ran back.
Although Yang Haoren arrived in Guangyuan, his heart was still in the desert. He had no intention of meddling in other people's business, so he ignored him. The young man in front ran more and more panicked. He found that wherever he turned, the group of soldiers behind him would turn.
, wherever he went, the group of soldiers followed him, and when he was about to reach his house, the young man was sweating profusely, stopped suddenly, and said fiercely: "That's all, don't chase me anymore.
, shouldn’t it be okay if I let this parrot go?”
The beggar ignored him and ran past him; the man holding an ax in one hand and a duster in the other ignored him and ran past him; the soldiers carrying guns still ignored him and continued to follow him.
He ran past. The young man was full of curiosity. He looked at the bird cage in his hand, then looked at the three people running into his house, and then ran in after them.
It turns out that this young master is Ye Zhixuan, the young boss of the Ye family car dealership. The last time he came out of the "Yingchun Pavilion", he was scolded by General Cheng who had just made him angry at home and let his six-year-old go.
The eagle bought with ten coins has suffered from "military phobia" ever since.
He likes to raise birds and walk them, but he is afraid that soldiers will see them and force him to let them go. Therefore, whenever he sees soldiers when walking on the street, he will stay away from them. Recently, Cheng Shixiong led an army to the Northern Han Dynasty to participate in the war. In Guangyuan City,
Only a part of the people guarding the city were left. It was rare to see officers and soldiers in the streets and alleys of the city, so he walked more casually. He didn't want to meet them again not long after going out today.
When Ye Zhixuan returned home, she couldn't help but be shocked. She saw her father leading a family of young people kneeling upright in the yard. Standing on the steps was the beggar with long hair and a shawl, holding an ax in one hand and a feather duster in the other.
Ye Zhixuan couldn't help being shocked and angry, and rushed forward and said: "In broad daylight, you, a beggar, dare to break into the house and rob the house with an ax... Eh?"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that there were several officers and soldiers present. The robbers were robbing them, and the officers and soldiers wouldn't help. What was going on? Is there something that I don't understand?
At this moment, his father turned around and shouted: "You little beast, don't kneel down yet!"
"father……"
"Kneel down!"
Ye Zhixuan hurriedly knelt down. Master Ye turned around and said, "Your Majesty, this kid is reckless and ignorant. Please don't blame me, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy?"
Ye Zhixuan felt that the world was spinning for a while, like a sea of clouds, mountains and fog. Although his family had some spare money, it was just a merchant family after all. Even if you went to ask for help, the prefect would not enter his house, but the imperial envoy...
...The imperial envoy is a person sent by the emperor. He is an angel. What did the three envoys come to my house for? Why...why is this envoy of the emperor more mean than a beggar?"
Yang Hao said cheerfully: "Mr. Ye, the lives of tens of thousands of people are at stake. I hope that Mr. Ye will help me. I am here to represent the imperial court. Don't worry, if there is any harm to the people, the imperial court will compensate you."
.Loss caused by business suspension due to requisition of vehicles will be compensated by the government at its discretion.”
Mr. Ye, the shopkeeper, paused and said with emotion: "Your Majesty, please don't say that. Although I am a businessman, I also understand the importance of justice. Even if all my Ye family's fleet is destroyed outside the Great Wall, it is still worthwhile to do this. This matter
Can land on leaves
Home, that is the glory of the Ye family. The cars, mules and horses of the Ye family travel everywhere every day, and not all of them are in Guangyuan. However, the villain immediately started to prepare. All the vehicles and coachmen in Guangyuan are now mobilized to go to Guangyuan.
The treasury is at your disposal."
Yang Hao was greatly moved. He didn't expect that a businessman who weighs baht and does business would be so knowledgeable about etiquette and justice. He quickly handed the jieyue to Zhang Tongpan, stepped forward to help shopkeeper Ye up, and said happily: "
Shopkeeper Ye understands the importance of justice, and I will inform Magistrate Xu about this matter, and he will go to the imperial court to commend Shopkeeper Ye."
Shopkeeper Ye didn't dare to say anything after hearing this, but his brows were overflowing with joy. He had plenty of money, but this reputation and glory could not be won with millions of wealth. If the court praised him as "a righteous gentleman and a good man"
"From now on, the Ye family will still be as simple as a merchant in the northwest.
Huh? Shopkeeper Ye really wanted to help the refugees sincerely, and now he unexpectedly received such a promise from the Imperial Envoy. Surprised, he turned around and said to his son: "Son, this disaster relief effort is a huge undertaking.
For your good deeds, you can personally lead the convoy and follow the imperial envoy to Ziwu Valley."
"Ah? Me?" Ye Zhixuan, who was kneeling aside as if nothing happened, didn't know that his father had worked so hard to put the title of "righteous gentleman and philanthropic scholar" on his head. When he heard this, he looked up in shock and pointed.
He asked while pointing the tip of his nose.
When Yang Hao rushed to the treasury, Magistrate Xu was instructing people to pack the grain for transportation. Seeing him arriving, Magistrate Xu hurriedly came up to greet him and said, "Master Yang, have you brought the vehicles?"
Yang Haodao: "Although the Ye family is in the transportation business, their vehicles are operated in various places. They don't have many vehicles in the city now. All the vehicles that were transported back to the city today have been picked up and will be ready immediately after they are unloaded.
Come here. There are also some vehicles transporting guests. We also need to explain the situation to the guests.
Pay the freight and they will come. However... these cars are not enough to transport food. I wanted to transport enough food and medicinal materials, and also get some empty cars for the old, young and sick.
Driving by car can speed up the journey. Although the idea was good, it is now greatly reduced."
Xu Fengqing hurriedly said: "Master Yang, don't be impatient. You are in a hurry to transport food back, so just go ahead. In the past few days, the Japanese government has been raising money in Haosheng, preparing a group of vehicles, carrying food, and then rushing to meet you. By the way, north.
How is the war going now? Do you need officers and soldiers to escort you? To be honest, there are not many officers and soldiers guarding the city in Guangyuan. I can't spare many manpower. After deducting the city guards, I can barely make it through sending you three hundred soldiers..."
Yang Hao shook his head and thought to himself: "Everything in the north is in chaos now. If you are really unlucky and encounter the Khitan people, your three hundred people are not enough to fill their teeth. What's the use of sending them?"
He was about to refuse when he suddenly saw Yang Jincheng standing there with a bunch of patrol officials. They were all called by him from the government office. When he got here, he realized that it was just a false alarm. It turned out that it was just the imperial envoys who came to collect grain and grass. The imperial envoy turned out to be someone he recognized. In half a year, he went from being a small steward of the Ding family to becoming a high-ranking imperial envoy in the imperial court and an eighth-grade governor. Yang Jincheng stood aside and watched, really jealous.
When Yang Hao saw him, he suddenly swallowed the rejection that was on his lips. He pointed at Yang Jincheng and said with a smile: "Master Xu, I don't want your soldiers. I just hope you can lend me some patrol officers to listen to me." How about using it?"
Magistrate Xu was shocked when he heard this: "Master Yang, you mean... he... them?"
He pointed at Yang Jincheng and his group. Yang Jincheng and the others puffed up their chests. Magistrate Xu smiled and said: "In addition to patrolling the city and guarding the city, they manage urban security, prevent rape and prohibit violence, investigate smuggling, catch robbers, thefts and fights." What’s the point of chasing away the scoundrels who occupy the road and run the business of emptying toilets indiscriminately?”
Yang Jincheng and other patrol officers were embarrassed and ashamed when they heard this, and their straightened waist quietly bent down again.
Yang Hao shook his head and said: "Mr. Xu's words are wrong. One thing is good for another, and the brine is the tofu. What three thousand elite soldiers can't do, you only need to lend me three hundred urban management officers... Oh no, three hundred yamen patrols, but they can It was done in an orderly manner and was impressive."
After hearing this, Yang Jincheng and others puffed up their chests proudly.
Xu Fengqing suddenly said: "Master Yang wants to... let them manage the people who moved from the Northern Han Dynasty?"
Yang Haodao: "Yes, there are nearly 50,000 people, men, women, old and young, good and bad, eating, drinking, having sex, marching and garrisoning, it is a mobile city army. Those officers and soldiers are not ambiguous about fighting on the battlefield, but they are not good at managing the people, except shouting They won't do anything else except shouting and killing. The police officers and patrolmen of your mansion are best at these things."
Xu Fengqing said: "I would like to borrow some patrol officers, but I only have five hundred officers in total. I will lend you three hundred..." He hesitated for a moment, then paused and said: "Well, the matters on the Imperial Envoy's side are more urgent. , I’ll just let the remaining people work harder here.”
When Yang Hao heard this, he said happily: "Thank you so much, Magistrate Xu, for your generous offer. Fifty thousand soldiers and civilians will be grateful to Master Xu for your care and care."
At this moment, someone came galloping. He reined up his horse and stopped. Seeing that the treasury was busy and many laborers were loading grain, he shouted: "Where is the grain storage envoy? I am Bazhou Ding." The family's messenger, the food shipped by the Ding family will soon arrive in the city. Please prepare some for collection."
Yang Hao's body trembled, and Huo Di raised his head: "Bazhou Ding family!"
When he heard about the Ding family in Bazhou from other people, or when he said the Ding family in Bazhou from his own mouth, he didn't feel anything. But now he heard the strong man who transported grain from Dingjiazhuang reported "Ding family in Bazhou" by himself. "The four words were like the first spring thunder after a winter's sting, suddenly shaking open his heart that had been closed for a long time.
These days, first with the blood and rain on the battlefield, and then with the life-and-death struggle of the Jedi trek, what he thought he had become numb and indifferent to suddenly appeared in his mind with incomparable clarity.
That old woman who was a bit nagging and timid, who only wanted to stay in Ding's courtyard all her life, but was extremely loving to him; that old woman who hunted a roe deer in the winter and hid it in a hole waiting to be shared with him, who only wanted to have her all her life. A woman who lives like a man's brother, Luo Dong'er, who is as gentle and innocent as a clear spring... their voices and smiles appeared in Yang Hao's mind one by one, like a gentle knife. , knife after knife cut away the scabbed scars on his heart, and bright red blood began to flow out again.
Magistrate Xu glanced at the messenger who reported the news, then looked back at Yang Hao. He was suddenly startled: This imperial envoy pretending to be a beggar, had burst into tears at some point...
Yang Hao and Magistrate Xu rode side by side to the outside of the city. The servant of the Ding family had been sent back first. Magistrate Xu ordered the Ding family's motorcade to wait outside the city for the time being without entering the city. The servant was confused and didn't know if it was the same as last time.
, and because of something that offended the government, he hurried away without even farting.
Although Xu Zhifu is a civil servant, he does know how to ride a horse, but he can only ride a Taiping horse and cannot gallop. Fortunately, now he still has to wait for Fuyaozi to collect herbs and for the cars from the Ye family car dealership to gather here.
He was in a hurry to get on the road, so Yang Hao accompanied him slowly towards the outside of the city.
The Ding family's motorcade came at the right time. They had ready-made carriages and horses, and they were used to running long distances. The grain had been bundled long ago. Yang Hao had decided to transport part of the grain shipped by the Ding family directly to Ziwu Valley.
Even the Ding family's carriages, horses and drivers were recruited by imperial order.
They headed towards the east city. When they reached a crossroads, they saw a group of people walking slowly, blocking their way. It was a family having a funeral. Judging from the situation, it should be a big family with a small family.
Many, hundreds
A family of ten people wore linen and mourning banners, held banners to summon souls, and sprinkled paper money along the way. Eight big men in front carried a coffin. In front of the coffin, a monk in purple cassocks, accompanied by two monks in gray, chanted eloquently.
Book of scriptures.
The coffin and the number 100 mourners crowded the road, and it was impossible to let people go back. Moreover, the deceased was a big one, and the government had to follow the folk customs. Magistrate Xu frowned and said: "Yang Jincheng, tell them to hurry up."
In the past, I had important things to do."
Yang Jincheng was about to step forward, but Yang Hao stopped him and said, "Forget it, our medicinal materials and cars haven't been gathered yet. In this moment, there is a funeral in the family. I am already grieving, so there is no need to rush it." Yang Hao said.
As he stood, he took a careful look at the group of funeral people. He was stunned at this sight.
During the Han and Wei Dynasties, eminent monks often wore red cassocks, but during the Tang and Song dynasties, the custom was to wear purple or crimson cassocks. This monk is wearing a purple cassock, with an ivory knot on his chest and a Vairocana hat on his head. I saw him slowly leaping, taking a step
Shake it three times, mutter something in your mouth, take a step, and the Vajra Bell in your hand will make a "ding" sound.
Looking at his appearance, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome face, he put on his cassock and monk's hat, and it was as if he was the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang. Yang Hao couldn't help shouting: "Bisu!"
Bisu was drowsy from the sun, and he was reciting the "Hearing and Liberation Mantra" that he had finally memorized without raising his eyes. Suddenly, he heard someone call his "layman" name, ah! I have never been a monk at all.
, it’s not just a matter of rushing ducks to the shelves…
He quickly raised his head and saw a beggar riding on a horse. The figures on the horses next to him also had their own characteristics. In addition to the other two beggars who were described as tough, there was also a scribe in brocade clothes and a long beard, and a patrol officer in a soap hat and red robe.
Surprised.
Yang Hao turned over and dismounted, stood on the roadside and said: "Bisu, you...how did you become a true monk? I am Yang Hao."
"Yang Hao?" Bisu was overjoyed. He left the two gray-robed monks behind and rushed over happily: "I heard that you have become an imperial envoy. Why do you look like this and are you visiting incognito?"
"You're in disguise,"
Yang Hao complained: "Forget it, I was chased by Khitan dogs all the way, so I had no choice but to lead my people in a different direction. This time, I came back to collect food from Master Xu of Guangyuan. Are you a monk?"
"I'm from a shitty home."
Bisu vomited bitterly and said: "The money you left was originally calculated to be enough, but who would have thought that the quack doctor was incapable of treating diseases, and the medical fees were extremely high. He said that the war in the north was tense, and many medicinal materials were in short supply. It was purchased by the government, so the cost of the medicine was several times more expensive. I didn't know whether it was true or not. I was lying on the kang all day long, so I had to let him talk. Alas, I was bullied by a dog when I fell down. That's it. Wait, by the time the disease is cured, all my money will have been spent on medicine and medical expenses, and I will owe the store a lot of money for room and board..."
Yang Hao looked at this fellow sufferer and said in disbelief: "With your ability, is it not easy to get some money back?"
Bi Su stared at his peach blossom eyes and said: "Easy? What's easy? During the war in the north, Guangyuan City had to check the origin of household registration every day. The policemen came countless times to the store where I lived, and one of them actually recognized me. He knew my identity and warned me not to commit crimes in Guangyuan. Today is different from the past, but there are people who take advantage of the chaos to steal and rob, and there are also ten-level crimes, and beheading in public. Even if I can get the money, I have not left the city. I had no choice but to wash dishes for the innkeeper, Sasou, and work as a waiter. I don’t know how long the debt will be repaid. I have become an imperial ambassador, but I have become the second brother in the inn. It’s so painful..."
Yang Hao almost burst into tears of sympathy when he heard Bi Su's words of sadness. When they entered the city, they saw that the officers and soldiers guarding the city were strictly checking people coming in and out. Refugees who had fled from afar were searched all over their bodies. Carefully, if Fan Laosi and others had not carried the badges of officers and soldiers, he would not have been able to enter the city. Knowing that Bi Su's words were true, he said: "I am not thinking well, so why do you... …?”
Bisu smiled and said smugly: "There is always a way, and we are so good at selling. Mr. Qian's father died. He wanted a grand burial, but he was reluctant to spend money to hire the monk from Puji Temple to perform rituals." , I found two wandering monks from Guangyuan City. I thought they were too ugly, so I had an idea and hired me to be the monk who presided over rituals. I agreed to pay for my food and accommodation expenses. "
There was a fat man with a pockmarked face next to him, dressed in filial piety and a linen robe, holding a mourning stick in his hand. Hearing Bi Su's words, his face turned purple. He thought he was the money man and the filial son of the money man. But he heard that This beggar was an imperial envoy, and he saw the prefect standing next to him, but he didn't dare to have an attack.
After hearing this, Yang Hao went to see the two real monks. He saw these two gray-robed monks. One had thick eyebrows and thick nostrils, and the other was honest and thick, with big arms and round waist. They looked like the reincarnation of Monk Sha and Zhu Bajie. If they matched the former ones, The little child carrying the flag that guides the way and summons souls can act out "Journey to the West".
After he finished complaining about his sufferings, he said with bright eyes: "Yang Hao, ah no... Yang Qinqi, Yang Angel, we are friends in times of need. Now that you have become a high official, you must not forget your brothers. There are still people around you. Is there a shortage of people? If you are willing to ask for it, I will go to you, make your bed and fold the quilt, serve you tea and water... Bah, bah, bah, I am used to doing these things in the inn these days, and they all go smoothly. La. I'll lead your horse and put the stirrups on it, and you'll have to wait in front of the tent, okay?"
Yang Hao said seriously: "To tell you the truth, I, the imperial envoy, am not enjoying the blessings now. Are you really willing to go with me?"
Bisu jumped up and said: "I would like to go, I would like to go, of course I would like to go. I would rather lead a horse for a good man than be a master for a bad man. Who doesn't want to go to higher places? Look at how hard you have worked in these few days, like the prefect."
The master is standing side by side, of course I am willing to go with you. Only after enduring hardship can you become a master. Just wait..."
Bisu turned around and left. He returned to the coffin, adjusted his Vairocana hat and shook his purple ribbon. In front of the coffin, one person was holding a spiritual tablet and the other was holding an incense plate. No one knew what this godly monk was going to do.
do what.
I saw him walking to the incense tray, picking up a needle, threading it on a red silk thread, and inserting the needle into the pure sand. He pinched the end of the red silk thread with the unknown root of his left hand and formed the Vajra Fist Seal. The sword in his right hand pointed at the pure sand.
He muttered: "The late Qian Xinlong and the poor monk Kong Hui now have the secret method of salvation and liberation, which can enable you to escape from suffering and achieve happiness, and to escape life and death. You must listen attentively, be sincere, understand this principle, develop a big heart, and become a Buddha.
Tao, save all sentient beings, don't miss the last good opportunity.
The late Qian Xinlong, listen carefully! Listen carefully! Follow the teachings! The Diamond Sutra says: "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning, and should be viewed like this." "All appearances are false. If you see them,
If the appearance is not the appearance, then you will see the Tathagata." If you can observe and practice in this way, all realms will become empty, you will be liberated, you will never have suffering, and you will be happy.
The late Qian Xinlong, listen carefully! Listen closely! Follow the teachings! Don’t be angry or have evil thoughts... You will have an unlimited lifespan and no fatigue. The above words of advice are true and true, and there are no lies. Remember! Do it! Do not have the mind of all Tathagatas.
The secret whole body relic treasure box is Yindora, the Buddhist sutra mantra stupa stud. All the Amitabhas of the three times in the ten directions of Namo, Om, Dulu Dulu, Zayamukh stud..."
After Bisu finished speaking, he went to the coffin, bowed his head, picked up the white silk hanging on the coffin, untied a knot, and recited: "The worldly fate is over, and I am liberated from everything. I would like to use all my merits to make my Buddhist disciple Qian Xinlong
The donor will be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, return to the pure land of all Buddhas, his karma will be eliminated, his wisdom will be clear, and he will be liberated and become a Buddha..."
Bisu, a half-hearted monk, finished the religious rituals that were supposed to be performed when he was buried in the coffin in one breath on the street. He clapped his hands, walked back with a relaxed body, and said to the stunned Master Qian: "Now
That’s it, just take your old man and bury him. The poor monk will go now.”
Yang Hao said in astonishment: "Where did you...learn how to do things?"
Bisu pointed at the two true monks and said, "I learned from them."
Yang Hao let out a breath and said with a wry smile: "You are really attentive."
Bi Su said seriously: "You think I want to memorize it? But I won't be able to do it if I don't try my best. I'm afraid that I will be entangled by that old man from the Qian family. How can I bear it at that time?"
