Mu Tianyan replied: "Later when Wang Bo became a high official, the imperial court sent him to guard Yangzhou, and he went to Mulan Courtyard. Naturally, those monks flattered him a lot. He went to see if the poem written on the wall was still there, I saw a piece of precious green gauze glued on the wall, covering the two lines of poems he wrote to avoid damage. Wang Bo was very moved, and added two lines of poems behind: Thirty years ago, the dusty surface, now Start to get the green sarong."
Song Qingshu frowned and asked, "Did he catch those bald thieves and beat them up?"
Mu Tianyan said: "Wang Bo is an elegant man, if he wants to write a few lines of poems to show some sarcasm, that's fine."
Song Qingshu shook his head and said: "I don't agree with this. A man stands between heaven and earth, so naturally he should be happy with enmity. Didn't that Confucian sage of your Han people have a saying? Repay grievances with virtue, how can you repay virtue? Repay grievances directly! If it were me If you do, you must let out a bad breath."
At the beginning, everyone only regarded him as an ignorant person, and secretly laughed in their hearts at how the Kingdom of Jin made such an idiot a leader in the military and government. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he immediately looked at him with admiration.
"My lord marshal can not only fight on the battlefield, but he is also familiar with the Analects of Confucius. I really admire him!" Mu Tianyan and others rushed to flatter him, which made Song Qingshu feel a little dizzy. It is unavoidable, the power of this conch kung fu is indeed extraordinary.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu kept his purpose in mind, and took advantage of the situation and said: "In this case, why don't we go into the temple to see if the poem written by Wang Bo is still there?"
A group of officials looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what's so interesting about it, and the ancient Buddha with green lights inside, it would be bad if the interest of the two imperial envoys was swept away.
Fortunately, Suo'etu was very face-saving, and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I am also interested, brother, let's go and have a look together." Yesterday when the two were sworn brothers, they exchanged birth dates. Etu is of course older than Tang Kuobian, so he is a righteous brother, and Tang Kuobian is a righteous brother.
A group of people walked towards the temple in such a mighty manner. The monks in the temple had already received the news and rushed out to greet them. Song Qingshu's trip was originally to scare the snakes, how could these monks lead him around
Ignore those monks at all, just rushing around. He has long been familiar with the structure of general temples, and he thought that since the envoys of the Song Dynasty wanted to settle in the temple, they must only live in the pilgrim guest room, so although he seemed to be wandering aimlessly, in fact Instead, he went directly to the guest room.
"All benefactors, please stop. The front is where the pilgrims of this temple stay. There is nothing worth seeing." When Song Qingshu raised his foot and wanted to walk into the yard, a monk next to him was sweating profusely and stopped him.
"This commander just wants to look around, what's the problem?" Song Qingshu said with a beard blowing on purpose.
"I'm afraid this is inconvenient. There are pilgrims inside. If they disturb their rest, who will come to the temple to add sesame oil money after the news spreads?" The monk said bravely.
Song Qingshu laughed: "It turned out that he was reading sesame oil money. Come on, give this master five hundred taels of silver, and treat it as my handsome sesame oil money."
A soldier from the Kingdom of Jin had already stepped forward and handed a bag of silver to the monk.
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Now I'm also a pilgrim, so it shouldn't be a problem to go in and have a look at the residence you provided, right?"
"This," said the monk hastily, "this little monk can't be the master, so he needs to report to the master."
Before he finished speaking, Song Qingshu suddenly became furious: "You keep pushing back and forth. Could it be that there are some shady secrets in it? Come and search for me!"
"Impossible!" The monk wanted to stop him, but was kicked to the ground by a soldier from the Kingdom of Jin, and Song Qingshu stepped in first.
Seeing the nervous appearance of the monks in the Chanzhi Temple, even Suo'etu and the others became suspicious, and hurriedly winked, telling his subordinates to rush in as well.
After Song Qingshu entered the courtyard, he allowed the soldiers to mess up the rooms, but he stood there and looked around. Soon he noticed a single house in the depths of the yard, looming in the pine forest.
"It must be here!" Song Qingshu was overjoyed. Even if the envoys of the Song Dynasty kept hidden, it was unlikely that they would live with these ordinary pilgrims outside.
The environment of this house is quiet and far away from the crowds, so it is the best choice for staying.
Song Qingshu didn't bring many soldiers with him this trip, seeing them searching the rooms outside, he didn't bother to call them, let alone greet the soldiers under Suo'etu, so he just walked towards the house by himself.
At this time, Suo'etu also noticed some abnormalities, and ordered his soldiers to surround the whole garden and not allow anyone to let go. Then he noticed Song Qingshu's actions, and hurriedly led people to follow.
"Huh?" Suo'etu trotted for a while, seeing that the distance between Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu was getting farther and farther, he was secretly surprised, he walked too fast.
Song Qingshu had searched the whole house with the air machine in advance, and faintly sensed that there was someone in a certain room, so he walked straight there, and kicked the door without knocking when he reached the door.
"ah"
He originally thought that he could catch one or two envoys from the Song Kingdom by the way, and see if he could get any information about Li Kexiu's intentions from them, but who knew that what he met was a woman screaming.
As soon as the scream came out, everyone in the yard was stunned, and Suo'etu also staggered and almost fell down. How could there be women in this Buddhist temple
The officials in Yangzhou are all in mourning. Under their rule, such a scandal happened, and they were not only arrested by an imperial envoy. 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 getting ready to put on her clothes. She didn't know if it was because she was flustered or something. After wearing it for a long time, she didn't put it on. Halfway through, he broke in by himself.
This woman was born with a beautiful face, about twenty years old, she should have been married by the way she was dressed in a bun, at this time her white jade-like cheeks were full of panic.
Song Qingshu recalled what Jiao Wan'er told him about the envoy from the Song Dynasty last night. This woman must be Cheng Yaojia, the young wife of Guiyunzhuang. Thanks to the help of Guo Jing and Huang Rong for the beauty of the Miss Cheng family, she was able to preserve her innocence.
Later, she fell in love with Lu Guanying at first sight in Niujia Village, and they became husband and wife under the auspices of Huang Yaoshi. They have always been friends with Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
Seeing the flushed face of the woman in front of him, Song Qingshu couldn't help but said depressedly: "It's not that you don't have any clothes on, do you need to call it like this?"
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