A scholar of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

"It's not a big deal!" Gu Qing also said, "Hurry up, I'm going to starve to death, do you have anything to eat, anyway, I'm also a member of your literature museum, I agreed to take care of the food."

"I knew you were hungry." Li Tai asked the maid beside him to hand over a large lunch box and said, "I didn't expect that you are also a temperamental person, and you will fight so hard for a woman."

Gu Qing ate the roast chicken, "Don't talk about it, fat man, I feel much more comfortable after making such a fuss!"

"How did you do it?" Li Tai said anxiously, "That file, and so many things happened in Chang'an City last night, the people who beat the bottom of the pot were caught off guard, the father was very angry, and the teeth of everyone in Chang'an City were beaten. clean up."

"Chang'an? I didn't do anything." Gu Qing knew in his heart that Yang Sheng probably arranged it, but he couldn't say it out loud.

"It's fine if you don't say anything." The fat man said, "Now that the father is benevolent, every prisoner who is going to be executed has to think twice, maybe you won't die."

"Sure enough, I still want to kill me!" Gu Qing bit the chicken with a miserable expression, "Fatty, I may not have much time, I want to eat better before I die, and I will eat three meals a day according to this standard."

Li Tai smiled wryly because of Gu Qing's virtue, "You shouldn't die, how much your movable type printing and new paper can contribute to the country! Father will know, why don't you take out some more things ? For example, something comparable to movable type printing, maybe my father, Longyan Dayue, will let you go."

"It's gone, it's really gone." Gu Qing shook his head vigorously, eating non-stop.

"Stop pretending." Li Tai stared at Gu Qing's belly, as if he was looking at a woman who was pregnant in October, "I know you have something in your belly, take it out quickly."

"How about this." Gu Qing whispered to Li Tai, "You help me escape from prison, fight all the way out, and I will give you a very majestic and mighty big baby."

"Prison escape? Kill all the way out? Hehe!" Li Tai waved his sleeves and looked in the direction of Taiji Palace, "Don't make trouble in the blue sky and daylight, this king wants to live a few more years."

Chapter 31 The Fat Monk Has Nothing To Say

After Li Tai left Dali Temple, Gu Qing happily ate the roast chicken, took a sip of wine and hiccupped.

"A flock of ducks passed by the bridge in front of the door, come and count them..."

Listening to the song, Gu Qing turned to look at the cell next door, he must be an acquaintance, "Who is next door?"

"Young Master Gu, we meet again." A familiar voice came.

There was a wall between the two, Gu Qing kicked the solid wall, "Dare to ask how to call it."

"The poor monk has nothing to say about his dharma name. People in Taoism call him a fat monk under the world of mortals with a broken bag in the wine and meat forest." The other party said, "Young master Gu, you haven't finished your roast chicken yet. The poor monk is hungry."

Fat monk, Gu Qing thought of the guy who helped him find Wu Mei that night.

"Wait a minute, I'll hand it over to you." Gu Qing wanted to pass the chicken over, but the wall was too thick and the floor was too dirty, and the two of them couldn't touch each other with half of the chicken outstretched.

Stamping his feet anxiously, Gu Qing shouted, "Come on!"

Hearing Gu Qing's voice, the jailer rushed over, "Brother Gu, what do you order?"

The person His Majesty valued today was sent off by Wang Qin and then visited by King Wei. As long as this person has not been executed, he must not be offended. The jailer who has been in Dali Temple for many years knows this well.

Gu Qing kicked the wall vigorously, "Tear down this wall for me!"

"This... this..." the jailer hesitated, "I'm afraid this is breaking the rules."

"No, right." Gu Qing put his arms behind his back, "I remember your appearance, and I will have a few more words with His Royal Highness Wei Wang some other day."

"Brother Gu, you can report to me later." The jailer left in a hurry.

Gu Qing entered Dali Temple, and at this moment, the head of Dali Temple was suffering from a headache, "As long as the other person does not mess around in the prison, I will satisfy him as much as possible. If he wants to do something out of the ordinary, take it down immediately! Your Majesty, I will take it down immediately!" Let's talk about it."

After receiving the message, several jailers opened a window in Gu Qing's wall.

Finally seeing the fat monk, Gu Qing pointed to another wall and said, "Open the door here again, so I can go out and get some fresh air."

The jailer glanced at the wall that Gu Qing was pointing at, lowered his head and said aggrievedly, "Brother Gu, the outside of that wall is outside the prison cell, and it must not be allowed."

"I'm just talking." Gu Qing grinned, "But..."

Seeing that Gu Qing still had something to say, the jailer was sweating profusely and said, "Even if King Wei is here, the little ones can't smash that wall."

"Hehehe...how can I do that?" Gu Qing said again, "I'll find you some beauties, some jars of good wine for you, and some books with little people in them, the ones without clothes."

"This..." The jailer felt numb, "Brother Gu, this is Dali Temple."

"I said you don't have any humanistic care." Gu Qing said, "This won't work, and that won't work either! I still have to talk to King Wei some other day."

"Brother Gu, can you just let us go?" The jailer snotted and burst into tears, "The young one is just a jailer in Dali Temple. Life is not easy. There are old and young, and the whole family is waiting for me." living on a monthly salary."

"If little brother Gu... again..." the jailer wiped cold sweat from his forehead, "I'll bump my head to death in front of you!"

"Just kidding, just kidding." Gu Qing said with a smile, "Am I such a forceful person? Clean up the cell for me, and bring me some good wine."

"Okay." The jailer breathed a sigh of relief if he met Amnesty.

"Well, don't forget the book." Gu Qing shouted at the jailer's panicked back.

The fat monk took the roast chicken from the window, "Thank you, Mr. Gu."

"You're welcome." Gu Qing took a sip of wine, "I also want to thank you all for helping me find Wu Mei."

"Mr. Gu, please don't thank us." The fat monk kept slurring his teeth, "It's all Mr. Yang's job. If you want to thank him, go thank Mr. Yang."

Gu Qing pondered, "Monk, what kind of friendship do you have with Yang Sheng? I feel that this guy can find helpers everywhere. What is his origin?"

The fat monk swallowed his meat and replied, "Tou Yang was only a corporal leader in the war, but he was very good to his brothers, not only to his own subordinates, but also to many people in the army who had been taken care of by Tou Yang. When I was fighting, I kept rushing to the front. After the battle, there were people all over the ground, some alive and some dead. These corpses were usually burned in a big fire. Yang Tou would be caught in the fire even if he was injured Before lifting the living brothers out of the pile of dead people, he was the only one who patiently lifted them one by one, and he was always able to lift dozens of living people."

"When the war was tight, the food and grass ran out. Yang Tou didn't eat much on weekdays. He hid the food on his body and distributed it to the brothers. He also helped the injured brothers to heal their wounds. He was very righteous." The fat monk said, "At the beginning, I In the pile of dead people, it was Yang Tou who pulled me out, otherwise the poor monk would have disappeared with the dead people along with the fire."

"There are also dwarfs..." the fat monk continued.

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Gu Qing listened to it for a long time. Yang Sheng is very righteous. This is what the fat monk said the most. He is very famous in the army. Because Yang Sheng's subordinates called him Yang Tou, and many people in the army also called him. Mr. Yang got this title.

"What did you do that night, why are you in Dali Temple?" Gu Qing asked again.

The fat monk can't stop thinking about the taste of roast chicken.

"You're talking!" Gu Qing asked, "Why don't you talk anymore?"

"The poor monk has nothing to say." The fat monk spat out a chicken bone, and then lay down on the haystack in the corner of the cell.

"Eat it clean and don't admit it!" Gu Qing looked at the fat monk's bald head and took a sip of wine for himself.

At noon, a carriage stopped at the gate of Dali Temple. The people in the carriage did not get off but just stopped quietly. Now it is the time to go down. People with sharp eyes can see that this is Fang Xuanling's carriage. I don't know if anyone is in the carriage. , The carriage just stopped at the gate of Dali Temple.

The dignified Wei Guogong's carriage has been parked at the entrance of Dali Temple for two full hours, and he still hasn't left. The gatekeepers of Dali Temple are sweating profusely. Are they demonstrating against their disciples?I, Fang Xuanling, look at your Dali Temple, dare to try to touch my students?

Is that what it means? Is that what it means?The inexplicable coercion was pressing down on Dali Temple, which was more terrifying than a blatant warning, and several officials were very nervous.

Immediately after that, another carriage came. Looking at the style of the carriage, we couldn't tell who it belonged to. The standing Dali Temple officials gasped, Cheng Yaojin!