Chapter 1009 Buddhist Female Family

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Mu Tianyan replied: "Later Wang Bo became a high-ranking official, and the imperial court sent him to guard Yangzhou, and he went to Mulan Courtyard again. Those monks were naturally flattering to him. He went to see if the poems written on the wall were still there. I saw a piece of precious blue gauze glued to the wall, and the two poems he inscribed were caged to avoid damage. Wang Bo was very emotional, and continued with two poems: 'Thirty years ago, the dust surface, Now it is time to get a bi sarong.'"

Song Qingshu frowned and asked, "Did he catch those bald thieves and beat them up?"

Mu Tianyan said: "Wang Bo is a man of elegance. If I want to write a couple of poems to show some sarcasm, that's fine."

Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "I don't agree with this anymore. A man and a man stand between the heavens and the earth, and naturally they should rejoice in their grievances. Don't you Han Chinese sage Confucius have a saying - 'Repaying grievances with virtue, why repay virtue? Repaying grievances with directness!' If it were me, I would definitely let out a savage breath."

At first, everyone thought that he was an ignorant person, and secretly laughed at how Jin Guo let such a filthy person become the military and political leader, but the power that rose from the other side just now made a whole bunch of people wait. Cold sweat broke out, and he immediately looked at him with admiration.

"Master Marshal is not only able to fight on the battlefield, but he is also familiar with the Analects. I really admire it!" Mu Tianyan and others hurriedly flattered, causing Song Qingshu to feel a little dizzy, thinking that it is no wonder that there are so many great figures from ancient times to the present. It is unavoidable, the power of this Faluo Gong is indeed no trivial matter.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu kept his purpose in mind and said, "If that's the case, why don't we go to the temple to see if the poem written by Wang Bo is still there."

A group of officials looked at each other in dismay, thinking that there is nothing to see, and there is an ancient Buddha with a green lamp inside. If the interest of the two imperial officials is swept away, it will be bad.

Fortunately, Suo Etu gave face very much. Hearing that, he smiled and said, "I just happened to be interested, brother, let's go have a look together." Etu is of course older than Tang Kuobian, so he is the righteous brother, and Tang Kuobian is the righteous brother.

A group of people walked to the temple in a mighty manner, and the monks in the temple had already received the news and hurriedly greeted them. Song Qingshu's trip was originally to scare the snakes, how could these monks lead him around?

Completely ignoring those monks and just rushing around. He was already familiar with the structure of the general temple, and thought that since the envoys of the Song Dynasty were going to settle in the temple, they must only live in the pilgrim guest room. Therefore, although he seemed to be wandering aimlessly, in fact But it went directly to the room.

"Donors, please stay, the front is the place where the pilgrims of this temple stay, there is nothing worth seeing." When Song Qingshu raised his feet to walk into the courtyard, a monk beside him sweated profusely and stopped him.

"This commander just wanted to take a look, is there any problem?" Song Qingshu deliberately blew his beard and stared.

"This... I'm afraid it's not very convenient. There are pilgrims inside. If it disturbs their rest, who will come to this temple to add sesame oil money after the word goes out." The monk said bravely.

Song Qingshu laughed: "It turned out to be the money for the sesame oil. Come here, give this master five hundred taels of silver, and use it as the money for the handsome oil."

A soldier from the Jin Dynasty stepped forward and handed a bag of silver to the monk.

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "I'm a pilgrim now, so it shouldn't be a problem to go in and see the accommodation you provided, right?"

"This..." the monk hurriedly said, "This... the little monk can't be the master, and he needs to be in charge..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qingshu suddenly became furious: "You keep pushing three and four, could it be that there are some shady secrets in it? Come on, search for this commander!"

"Absolutely not!" The monk wanted to stop it, but was kicked to the ground by the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, Song Qingshu stepped in first.

Seeing the nervous appearance of the monks in Chanzhi Temple, even Suo Etu and others became suspicious, and hurriedly winked, and let his subordinates rush in.

After Song Qingshu entered the yard, he let the soldiers mess up the rooms, but he stood there and looked around. Soon he noticed a single house deep in the yard, looming in the pine forest.

"It must be here!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. Even if the envoys of the Song country were to hide their traces, it was unlikely that they would live with these ordinary pilgrims outside.

With a quiet environment and far away from the crowd, this house is the perfect place to stay.

Song Qingshu didn't bring many soldiers on this trip. Seeing that they were searching in these rooms outside, he didn't bother to call them, and he didn't even want to greet the soldiers under Suo'etu, so he went to the house alone.

At this time, Suo Etu also noticed some abnormalities, and ordered his soldiers to surround the entire garden, not letting one person go. Then, noticing Song Qingshu's actions, he hurriedly led people to follow him.

"Huh?" Suo Etu trotted for a while, seeing that the distance from Song Qingshu was getting farther and farther, and he was secretly surprised that he walked too fast.

Song Qingshu had already used the air machine to check the whole house in advance, and faintly noticed that there was someone in a certain room, so he walked straight over there, and when he reached the door, he kicked it away without knocking.

"Ah~"

He originally thought that he could catch one or two envoys of the Song country by the way, and see if he could get any information about Li Kexiu's intentions from their mouths, but who knew that the oncoming was a woman's scream.

As soon as the scream came out, everyone in the yard was stunned.

The picture is also a staggering and almost falling. How can there be a woman in this Buddhist temple?

The officials of Yangzhou's borders are all like mourning concubines. Under their rule, such scandals actually happened, and they were not only caught by a commissioned minister. It can be said that they were humiliated and thrown abroad. No one has good fruit to eat.

Song Qingshu's eyes were wide open. The woman in the room had just woken up. It seemed that she heard the movement in the yard and was about to put on clothes. She didn't know if she was flustered or what. Halfway through, he broke in.

This woman was born with a beautiful appearance, about twenty years old, and she should have been married by looking at her hair bun. At this time, her white jade-like cheeks were full of horror.

Song Qingshu recalled what Jiao Waner told him last night about the envoy of the Song Dynasty. This woman must be the young lady of Guiyunzhuang, Cheng Yaojia. In the original book, he was the apprentice of the Quanzhen Sect Qingjing Sanren Sun Buer. The beauty of Miss Cheng's family was fortunate to be preserved by Guo Jing and Huang Rong's help.

Later, they fell in love with Lu Guanying at first sight in Niujia Village. Under the auspices of Huang Yaoshi, they became husband and wife. They have always been friends with Guo Jing and Huang Rong.

Seeing the blushing face of the woman in front of her, Song Qingshu couldn't help but said depressedly, "You don't have any clothes on, do you need to call it that?"

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