Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 173 Samantabhadra Meets the Buddha

Jingzhao Yin is essentially the governor of Jingzhao Mansion, but when it comes to status, even the governor of a state cannot compare with him.

Even He Wenguang was wondering if there was a chance to enter the three provinces. He would only need to stay for a few years to become prime minister.

Or he may be promoted to six ministers, and after a few years he may also have the chance to become prime minister.

He doesn't like even the six ministers, and those positions may not be as comfortable as he is now.

Looking at the entire Han Dynasty, he was a figure standing at the top of the pyramid. He had not personally solved a case for many years.

There are Luoyang orders and others below. He only needs to review major cases and formulate top-level strategies.

Unexpectedly, this time I was entrusted by the King of Wei to go out in person, but I would encounter such a bully like Shen Wuming.

For a moment, he was furious.

He walked down viciously until he was in front of Shen Wuming. The distance between them was only one foot.

"Do you really think that with these untouchables outside, I can't do anything to you?"

He Wenguang's eyes were as gloomy as water, looking at him as if he were a dead person.

After entering the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, he has all the means to fix things up to the third rank. What does it mean to be a mere Yong'an County boy?

Even if Chu Pingshan, the Guangwu general behind him, came in person, he would not dare to confront him like this.

Shen Wuming smiled faintly and leaned forward slightly. The distance between the two was only half a foot.

"Master He, I haven't offended you, have I? Why should I hold on to a pigtail and not let go?"

"As far as I know, my father-in-law and you were officials in the same court, and he even helped you."

"I don't ask you to treat me leniently out of favor, but you must enforce the law impartially."

Shen Wuming lowered his voice so that no one around him could hear him, but He Wenguang's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

He did have a close relationship with Chu Pingshan back then.

But this is not something worth boasting about, and now it has become a stain on his body that is almost indelible.

After all, we all know it.

Chu Pingshan's group of reformists had already been driven out of the court, and he managed to save himself.

Now it's the critical moment for promotion. If you don't wash away the stain quickly, why bother?

If not, he would not have personally charged into battle just because of a word from King Wei.

"Is he worthy?"

He Wenguang said coldly, "Who are these rebellious people who try to change the laws of their ancestors?"

"The late emperor was bewitched by them. If not for the mercy of Empress Dowager Wei, they would not have simply retired."

"If I am in charge of the court, I will send all these remnants to the border areas to wipe away the evil atmosphere in the court!"

"Oh?" Shen Wuming thought thoughtfully, "So you attacked me because you wanted to repay kindness with hatred?"

"Back then, you were a sincere gentleman who was devoted to the public good. Now, are you defecting to the old guard?"

"Humph." The smile on He Wenguang's lips became even wider, "Young man, don't try to make excuses here."

"I have a reason for attacking you."

"But this reason..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt something. He quickly looked up and saw several streams of light coming from a distance.

Then he slid through the crowd and landed directly on the court. His momentum was so majestic that he was shocked.

"Who? How dare you disturb the order of the court?"

He Wenguang frowned and shouted loudly, with a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness lingering around him.

Surprisingly, he is also a fifth-level Confucian cultivator!

Moreover, at this time, in the courtroom, there was also an unexplained and unclear dragon aura about the fate of the country.

At this time, the light dissipated, and the group of people revealed their true faces. They were a group of great monks with bald heads.

"Amitabha!"

Puxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said, "I'm very sorry. I didn't intend to disturb the order of the court."

"Just because you arrested me, a Buddhist disciple, at will, I had to come to the court in person to disturb you."

"Buddhist disciple?" He Wenguang was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then landed on Shen Wuming?

He is a dignified Jing Zhaoyin, but he is not usually responsible for specific cases.

So the only person arrested recently is Shen Wuming.

But looking left and right, Shen Wuming has thick hair, and Zhou Shen is full of Confucian righteousness.

He is definitely not a Buddhist.

Shen Wuming didn't think it was him, he crossed his arms, but his eyes were full of teasing.

A real fun person.

"Look, Master He."

Shen Wuming said calmly, "Your Jingzhao Mansion Yamen arrests people every day, and the victims are all coming to your door."

"Is it your turn to speak?" He Wenguang glared at him, then stepped forward to greet him.

These people who disturb the order of the court should naturally be punished, even arresting them and beating them with dozens of blows is not excessive.

But that also depends on the person.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva showed his seventh-level Buddhist cultivation upon his arrival, making him a proper great monk.

In this capital city.

Except for the six generals of the Zhuguo Kingdom in the Sixth Army of the Emperor, only the imperial court's background can compete with them.

He Wenguang is naturally not ignorant.

"I dare to ask some eminent monks who the Buddha you mentioned is, but I have no impression."

He Wenguang is neither humble nor arrogant.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva did not look at him at all, but walked up to Shen Wuming with a few great monks.

"Samantabhadra of Beichan Temple, pay homage to the Buddha."

"Nanzenji Temple pays homage to the Buddha."

"Xiangguo Temple overcomes the disaster and pays homage to the Buddha."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a group of great monks from the fifth, sixth, and seventh realms bowed to Shen Wuming with their hands clasped together.

Everyone was stunned.

Shen Wuming was stunned for a moment, looked around, blinked, and then took two steps to the side.

Although I don't know what they are worshipping, they are definitely not worshipping me.

I should be blocking them now.

But when he walked to the side, several monks also turned around and bowed to him again.

"Uh..."

Shen Wuming thought for a while, then moved a few steps to the side, and several monks continued to turn around.

"Buddha, don't hide, it's you, you are the reincarnation of Sakyamuni in my Buddhism, the Holy Son of Buddhism."

Puxian Bodhisattva said helplessly.

Shen Wuming blinked and pointed a finger at himself, "Ah? Me?"

He now had a panic expression, a blank face, and a little shock.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva said seriously, "It is the son of Buddha."

"No..." He Wenguang suddenly came over, "Please interrupt me, what is going on?"

"As far as I know, Shen Wuming is the champion of Dingzhou in our dynasty, and he also has the title of Yong'an County Master."

"And he has already married, which is not in line with the precepts of monks, and there is no written record."

"Are you deceiving me, monks? Even if you are a Buddhist, you can't be so unreasonable."

In He Wenguang's view, these monks obviously deliberately moved the name here.

In order to help Shen Wuming get rid of the crime.

As for the cause and effect, he doesn't know for the time being, but since he has been entrusted by the King of Wei, this matter must be done beautifully.

Even a Buddhist monk can't stop it.

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