Chapter 2139: The Plan Interrupts the Taoist Priest's Flight

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They wanted to make His Majesty and the people feel comfortable, and ordinary means would not work.

Thanks to the preparations before, otherwise, the people who are performing magic shows now are all very powerful.

They ignored the monks, and the monks' means were not used.

The monks had magic show means brought from the Western Regions, but it rained, and the second time was chosen in the daytime.

However, those means were performed by the people in the Pear Garden at this moment, and the small and large-scale fish and dragon plays were not performed.

"How will we live in the future?" A little Taoist boy carefully checked the ropes and other things in various places.

"Why not go down the mountain to study in the school and become an official in the future." The companion next to him lost confidence in the future.

"We should ask Doctor Li for books directly, but they insist on looking for Prime Minister Bi." The previous Taoist boy muttered again.

"Someone is doing bad things behind your back. Didn't you hear what Master said? The 10% tax has become half tax, and there is still half of the property. Alas!"

"The temples in Jingzhao Prefecture pay taxes, and they have a lot of books. When it comes to us, few books are sent, and many books have to be copied by ourselves. Why should we pay taxes?"

"Yes! I was fooled by this."

The words of the two Taoist children revealed the cause of the matter, because of the books printed by Princess Jinxian.

Every once in a while, Lijiazhuang would send printing paper and ink to Princess Jinxian, and Princess Jinxian would find someone to print.

Most of the printed books were left in Jingzhao Prefecture, and only when people from Henan Prefecture came or when people from Jingzhao Prefecture went, they would take some.

There were few books in Henan Prefecture, and those who got the books felt like they were being given alms, and those who didn't get them copied them by themselves, which was even more sad.

All of them paid the same tax, why?

Under the instigation of those with ulterior motives, everyone went to Bigou to discuss, but they actually wanted books, but they didn't say it clearly.

Some people were watching the excitement behind the scenes, waiting for things to get out of hand.

Now that it has gotten out of hand, Li Yi has not lost anything, but has made a profit.

"Let's go, nothing to do, go back and eat rice noodles."

The Taoist boy who spoke later greeted his companions. They also had rice noodles to eat, which were given by Li Yi.

Including chili oil, but their master put the chili oil away in the name of the program. It is estimated that it will be difficult for them to eat it in the future.

Xinyan didn't eat chili oil. They had a program to perform. If it got spicy on their throats, it would be a big trouble!

Ziqi continued to talk to Xiaolan: "I heard from them that someone was doing bad things behind the scenes and wanted to provoke disputes between the court and Buddhism."

Xiaolan ate a rice noodle and wiped her mouth; "I know, someone started it before we arrived in Luoyang."

"But those people didn't expect the result to be now." Ziqi said again.

Xiaolan drank a sip of orange-flavored soda: "Because there was a missing step, the monks and Taoists spoke first, and then those gangsters, idlers, and hangers-on followed and made trouble, inciting the people."

Xiaolan smiled slightly when she said this, and didn't say anything.

Others understood that the people who should have helped were dealt with when the team came, and they didn't give them a chance to react at all.

"It's really thrilling." Ziqi patted her chest.

"No one can make a scene in front of Li Lang. How many people in this world are not afraid of death? Those who can fight desperately are guarding the border of the Tang Dynasty."

Xiaolan curled her lips and looked down on the gangsters. Although they bullied the people, they sometimes fought each other, killed people, and broke their arms and legs.

That's because they are brave and fierce. Otherwise, why didn't they fight desperately when the Yulin Flying Cavalry and the Sixteen Guards arrested people?

They knew that they could run and have a chance to survive if they were caught. If they dared to resist, they would be killed on the spot.

Xinyan picked up a quail egg: "When this matter is over, we will choreograph military songs and dances and record them.

You can ask the rich to pay to watch first, and the money earned can be used for the soldiers at the border.

It's cold, and the soldiers should wear more clothes to avoid frostbite."

The people who followed Pingkangfang nodded one after another. Yes, continue to support the border, even if the situation in Tubo and the Later Turks is temporarily stable.

Isn't there the White-robed Arabs and Sulu of the Turks! Get rid of them so that we can continue to make money from foreigners.

"Okay, then it will be better than the previous water curtain recording."

Li Yi started to speak. This time he exchanged more things and could use them.

The people in Pingkangfang showed happy expressions, and the people in Sigongfang laughed.

Not long after, they finished eating. Three people shared a bowl of food and dared not eat more.

When they left, each of them took a makeup box, which was given by Xiaolan.

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It was getting dark, and the Liyuan sent someone to ask the Taoists if they would go on stage.

The Taoists said you can continue, we will wait for the moon.

So the Liyuan and the people in Pingkangfang and Sigongfang performed happily. They liked this job.

Even the children who started learning since childhood and could not go on stage for the time being went on stage.

They ran to the audience to perform, usually close-up magic, depending on the technique. If they messed up, they would not cry. They would change places and perform the mistakes just now. Anyway, no one would recognize them.

The moon rose slowly. At around 21 o'clock, the Taoists saw that the moon was suitable and prepared.

The Taoist priest appeared, Li Yi prepared, and everyone had to go on stage to discuss Taoism, the Tao Te Ching that Li Yi finally compiled and annotated.

Li Yi always believed that the Tao Te Ching was better than the Buddhist scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures had too much nonsense, and they also introduced characters, and wrote a bunch of adjectives to introduce each character.

Buddhist scriptures are suitable for telling stories, and a group of listeners listen to the story. When the Buddha first appeared, there were so many other Buddhas, and the sky changed when they appeared, etc.

The Tao Te Ching is not like that. It goes straight to the main point, without any artistry, and it can't be told by storytellers, because there is no storyline.

A Taoist priest with white beard and hair stood up, holding a Bagua mirror in his hand. The camera was turned up. There was a Bagua diagram on the Bagua mirror, and the rest of the place was bright and reflective.

He looked at a large screen, and the Bagua mirror in his hand was facing the moon to find the angle.

He searched and searched, but the reflected moonlight didn't seem to work. When the Taoist priests behind him were anxious, a beam of light hit the Bagua mirror.

The reflection appeared, and a Bagua diagram suddenly appeared on the large screen.

He muttered something in his mouth, raised his hand, and shouted; "Display!" The Bagua mirror flew into the sky.

The camera of another camera followed up, and the light continued to hit it. The Bagua mirror began to grow larger and fell.

The Bagua mirror changed from the size of a soup bowl to the size of a pot. He looked at the screen and frowned slightly.

At this moment, the camera switched from a close-up to a long shot, and it just missed the top of the Bagua mirror after it became larger. UU Reading www.uukanshｕ． nｅt

It can't be right, otherwise it will be exposed.

The Taoist priest's brows relaxed, he muttered something, and then he jumped up and landed on the Bagua mirror that was lowered in front of him.

The camera changed again, and the camera was tilted to the side, and the feet flashed by, mainly shooting the silhouette.

The Bagua mirror carried the Taoist priest to the high platform, and the camera switched back and forth, making the Taoist priest look like a god.

There was no sign that the thin rope hanging from the Bagua mirror and the place where it was stepped on were concave.

When the other Taoist priests saw it, they breathed a sigh of relief. This thing that put people on the screen was very spiritual!

The Taoist priest went on stage, muttered a few more words, and shouted; "Collect!"

Swish, the Bagua mirror changed from big to small, he picked it up and looked at the screen.

The camera was facing his Bagua mirror as before.