Da Bong fights more people

Thinking about it, Li Yuchun felt much better, nodded and said, "Go."

Watching Li Yuchun and others go away, Xu Qi'an led two colleagues into Goulan.

Those who are familiar with the roads asked for the elegant seats on the second floor, and called a few beautiful girls to accompany them. The three of them ate food while listening to music and watching operas, as if they had returned to the leisurely life when they were patrolling the streets.

"Ning Yan"

Song Tingfeng said helplessly: "I am a prodigal son, but there are always friends around me."

Come on, we all know that you are still the boy you used to be!Xu Qi'an didn't bother to complain about him, he listened to the music with great interest, opened his mouth, and asked the delicate girl beside him to stuff a peanut in.

As the saying goes, diligence is temporary, laziness is eternal.

When suppressing bandits in Yunzhou, under the pressure of the environment, Song Tingfeng practiced diligently and worked hard every day, but once he returned to the luxurious capital, his inertia and pleasure-seeking nature would be stimulated.

However, compared to before, Song Tingfeng is much calmer and firmer now, and his practice is harder than before, which is always a good thing.

"Bang!"

There was the sound of throwing a glass in the lobby on the first floor, and a drunk knight threw his glass and stood up, hiccupping, pointing at everyone and cursing:

"I've heard that extravagance is prevalent in the capital. From the top officials and dignitaries down to the peddlers, everyone is greedy for pleasure. I didn't believe it at first. This time I came to Beijing, and it took only ten days. All I saw were the deeds of rich people.

"The stinking monks are showing off their might in the heroic arenas in the northern and southern cities. After so many days, there are no masters to fight, and they are just watching with cold eyes.

"Last night, the master of the Buddhist sect descended and questioned the supervisor of our Si Tianjian in Dafeng capital. Whether it is tolerable or unbearable."

His companion hastily stepped forward to pull, dropped a few pieces of silver, and dragged him out of the hook.

The opera continued, but the topic of discussion among the guests turned into Buddhist missions.

"This Buddhism is really arrogant. I have been exterminating Buddhism for 400 years, and they dare to preach in the city. There are many families in the northern city who believe in Buddhism. I heard that some people donate property and property, intending to donate to Buddhist monks. build temples."

"The imperial court doesn't care about it. Could it be that my Dafeng is afraid that Buddhism will fail. Thinking about the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago, Dafeng was so powerful."

"Maybe it's because of the face of the allies. Anyway, the imperial court has become more and more corrupt these years."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense about these words."

"Let's not talk about the movement last night, it was the trick of the gods. But, the little monk in Nancheng has been sitting in the ring for five days, and no hero has come forward. Am I obsessed with no one?"

Song Tingfeng put down his wine glass, pushed away the woman who was snuggling in his arms, and cursed in a low voice: "Disappointment!"

"Let's drink ours, don't worry about these nosy things, we don't need to worry about the sky falling." Xu Qi'an laughed.

The masters should work harder to embarrass Emperor Yuanjing even more. It is best for the historians to make a note: In the 37th year of Yuanjing, the mission from the Western Regions entered Beijing, and the young monk competed for five days without a single defeat.The old monk turned into a Dharma face and questioned the court.

Hey, that's another black history of Emperor Yuan Jing!

At this time, a white servant of the government office ran across the street with a bronze gong, and while beating the gong, he shouted: "Sitianjian wants to fight with Buddhist eminent monks, and Sitianjian wants to fight with Buddhist eminent monks!"

"Everyone go to the notice board to see the imperial list, everyone go to the notice board to see the imperial list"

When Xu Qi'an brought Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao to the bulletin board at the gate of the inner city, the spacious square was crowded with common people and people from all walks of life.

The soldiers guarding the city and several watchmen were responsible for maintaining order.

Xu Qi'an took off his saber, brandished the scabbard and slapped some of the irritable and violent people in the world, helping to maintain order, while listening to the people in the front row recite the list.

The content of the announcement is very simple. It generally means that the mission from the Western Regions came from afar and was warmly welcomed by the imperial court. After some friendly consultations, the concept of sustainable development was jointly formulated. The relationship between the two countries will become closer and everyone will make progress together. Work hard and get rich.

Then, the eminent monks in the Western Regions proposed to have a "technical" exchange with Si Tianjian, and Si Tianjian readily agreed. The two sides will hold a grand fighting ceremony in the main square of the Guanxing Building tomorrow. At that time, the people in the city can go to watch on their own.

"As expected of an official post, there are a lot of blind comparisons. How to fight, I still haven't said anything. However, why is it the request of Master Duer to make such a mobilization?"

While thinking about it, he realized that Li Yuchun had also brought someone over, presumably he was nearby, and when he heard the publicity from the government officials, he came over to have a look.

"Boss!"

Xu Qi'an greeted him.

Seeing that the order was well maintained, Li Yuchun was relieved and said, "After returning from Yunzhou, the three of you finally got rid of the previous laziness and became more mature and stable."

"This shows that we have grown up." Xu Qi'an responded with a smile.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and a pergola was set up in the large square outside Sitianjian, which was a resting place for the dignitaries in the capital.

More than a thousand imperial guards surrounded the square, prohibiting idlers from approaching.

If the people in the city and people from the rivers and lakes want to watch, they can only watch from the outside.

After lunch, under the leadership of Master Duer, the missions from the Western Regions walked from the Sanyang Post Station in the outer city, through the bustling crowds and downtown, to the large square outside the Observatory of Stars.

Chu Caiwei stood on the edge of the gossip platform, looking down, a group of monks came slowly, and there were several figures wrapped in red and yellow cassocks among the figures in blue robes.

The leader is Du Er Luohan, who is skinny and dark, and looks more like a little old man.

"Teacher, the monks are messing things up." Chu Caiwei said, took out a piece of pastry from his pocket, and watched the scene with great interest.

"Come and come."

The prisoner is drinking a small wine, basking in the sun, contented.

"Teacher, are you going to fight in person?"

"Caiwei, if the teacher makes a move, the Bodhisattva must come in person. Du'er wants to fight me, not me."

"Then who do you want to send to fight?" Chu Caiwei tilted her head and analyzed: "Senior Sister Zhong Li is plagued by bad luck, killing eight hundred enemies and self-defeating eight thousand.

"Senior Brother Song and I are both alchemists, not good at fighting. Second Senior Brother is not in the capital, only Senior Brother Yang can fight."

The supervisor sighed.

"Why is the teacher sighing?"

"It's just a coincidence that you, senior brother Yang, practiced kung fu yesterday and became obsessed, so you couldn't play."

"Ah?" Chu Caiwei was taken aback. Immediately, the cakes in her mouth were no longer fragrant. She frowned delicately and said worriedly:

"Then what can I do?"

"It's annoying to be a teacher, so I want you to go to the palace, just like His Majesty wants someone alone."

Suddenly, wearing a yellow dress and riding a horse, galloped into the palace.

Just after noon, Emperor Yuan Jing was studying Taoist scriptures in Lingbao Temple, listening to the female national teacher explain the profound meaning of the classics, but he couldn't calm down and was absent-minded.

"Your Majesty is worrying about the fight?" Luo Yuheng asked softly.