Chapter 143: Coming to Kill
"Cough cough cough."
Liang Qu choked on the tea and kept coughing. He took two deep breaths before he recovered.
He looked at the old monk in disbelief.
Zhenxiang?
Can he govern a state or a prefecture and be appointed as a general?
So fierce?
The old monk smiled and said, "How about you take me as your master?"
"No, no, Master, have some tea, have some tea."
Liang Qu laughed it off and still refused, leaning back in his chair and changing into a more comfortable posture for conversation.
He finally realized that the old monk was easy to talk to, but he looked scary. However, he really had no intention of becoming a monk.
"Haha, I really didn't misjudge you. You are a kind-hearted person who is not moved by external things or power."
The old monk praised him.
Liang Qu scratched his eyebrows and said, "Master, you are so powerful, why did you come to our small county? There are no big temples near Pingyang County that we can exchange ideas with. The only one was ruined decades ago, and there are only broken walls and ruins."
The old monk didn't mean to hide his intention: "I came here to kill people."
Liang Qu's eyebrows jumped.
Not to mention that it is against common sense for a monk to kill someone, the person who could make Zhenxiang come all the way to kill him must also be Zhenxiang, right?
In a small county, there are not only six tiger hunters, but also two rare elephants?
Is a county town so scary? With so many powerful people gathered together, can't people grow up peacefully?
The old monk seemed to have noticed Liang Qu's strong desire for knowledge and spoke frankly.
"They are not as scary as you think. They are just some evil monks from the Snow Mountain.
When I arrived in Yongzhou, I saw them treating humans as animals, refining corpses into gold, and committing adultery. I had sex with them.
The leader was very powerful, but he was killed. Only two people escaped by chance. When they chased us to Qingzhou, only one person was left. Although I was injured and my dantian was broken, he was no match for me.
Later, Taoist Priest Ge Jianhong of Louguantai read my fortune and predicted that the man had left Qingzhou and traveled to Huaiyin Prefecture, so I came here to look for him. "
Liang Qu scratched his head. The more he listened, the more doubts he had. He didn't quite understand what was being said.
Dantian is broken?
This is the place where a warrior stores his energy and blood. If it is broken, wouldn’t it be ruined?
However, what warriors in this world cultivate is their "essence", using their own "essence" to influence the "essence" of the outside world, and achieving a powerful "essence". Perhaps there is another explanation.
I do know about Liangqu in Daxueshan. I just read it in a booklet and I remember it very clearly. It is the source of the Jianghuai River.
Few people come in, and few people leave.
It sounds like the old monk in front of him is a ruthless character who kills to protect lives and who would rather kill people than to eliminate karma.
Liang Qu wanted to get some more words out of him, but the old monk had already shut up and was meditating, with no intention of talking anymore.
"So, Master, you have nowhere to go for the time being?" Liang Qu rubbed his hands, a smile on his face, "It just so happens that my little house was built not long ago, and the east and west wing rooms are empty. If Master doesn't mind, you can stay here and slowly look for someone."
Although the old monk was a perfect match, Liang Qu had no intention of joining anyone else.
But no matter what, he is the most awesome person he has ever met, and it would be best if he could stay.
The old monk pondered for a while. He had come all the way here but had no place to stay. There was no progress in looking for people, so he might as well rest here.
"Can!"
So the next morning, the craftsmen who came to work saw an old monk in the house.
He was wearing a patchwork robe that had been washed so much that it looked bleached white. He was terribly thin, and was completely different from the fat white monks I usually saw.
When saying hello, the skin is stuck to the face and moves along with the bones, which is creepy.
Liang Qu went to the kitchen and shouted, "Auntie Zhang, remember to make an extra vegetarian meal next time you cook! Send it to the master in the west wing, and make more. The portion should be larger than mine."
A Zhenxiang warrior must eat much more than a small warrior like Liang Qu.
Aunt Zhang, who was cooking, responded, and seeing that there was no one around, she pulled Liang Qu in and spoke to him in a low voice in the kitchen.
"Boss, I shouldn't say anything, but you are a very good family, and I can't just watch you commit a taboo."
Liang Qu didn't understand what he meant: "What do you mean?"
"This monk has a lot of yang energy. You are the only male in the Liang family. If you can't control it, something bad may happen!"
Liang Qu laughed and wondered what it was.
It is strange to say that in Jianghuai and other places, Buddhism is prosperous and there are many temples. Many people believe in this thing, but if a temple is built nearby, they will definitely not agree.
The biggest reason is the so-called "Yang Qi".
The area in front of the temple is flat, the area behind the temple is lonely, and widows appear on the left and right sides of the big temple.
They believe that if there is a Buddhist temple nearby, it will make it difficult for the family to have boys, or that the boys will be prone to accidents.
But Liang Qu didn't believe this.
Even if it is true, he has Ze Ding with him, so can this thing reach Ze Ding?
Don’t you see who is carved on the tripod? Even Sakyamuni can’t do anything about it.
After breakfast, Liang Qu refined his blood in the quiet room, then ran to the stable and led Chishan out.
Today is the day when the new county magistrate takes the imperial examination. In the afternoon, he has to go to the academy to take the examination as the new county magistrate. He cannot be absent.
By the way, he also broadened his horizons, as it was the first time he saw a new county magistrate take office.
Liang Qu placed Chishan in the stable of the martial arts hall and walked to the front of the new government office. The place was already crowded with people watching the excitement, and the newly painted walls of the county government office still had a unique smell of lime.
Liang Qu mingled in the crowd, not knowing where the new county magistrate would come from, and just joined everyone in watching the fun.
As the third quarter of the morning arrived, there was an uproar among the crowd.
"Here he comes, the county magistrate is here!"
"where?"
"East!"
"Hey, look over there! That carriage, do you see it?"
When Liang Qu heard the sound, he looked and saw a carriage coming quickly from the street. It was not the one he saw the day before, but just an ordinary-sized one, pulling a sedan chair. It stopped in front of the yamen gate in no time.
The curtain was rolled up, and a middle-aged man in casual clothes lifted the hem of his clothes and stepped down from the carriage.
What a good face!
He was wearing a turquoise brocade robe with gold edges, his hair was shiny and glossy, even the beard on his chin was flowing smoothly, a real man with a beautiful beard.
The steps he took were standard square steps, generous and dignified, very different from those of a country farmer.
Just a few steps away, the county residents who were watching were impressed.
"The magistrate! That's the new magistrate."
"What a handsome face!"
"Why is that hair so black? It looks like it was greased."
When people think about the fact that they will be given food for helping to build roads, even if he is careless in measuring the fields, they will label him as a good official in their minds.
The ceremonial guards and servants had been waiting for a long time.
Jian Zhongyi respectfully took the county magistrate's seal from the guard of honor.
There were also sacrificial offerings and wine. Jian Zhongyi bowed to the gate god in front of the ceremonial gate, and then entered through the middle road after the ceremony.
When he came out, he was already wearing court robes.
All the serving personnel in the yamen, such as assistants, clerks, and runners, all stood in their positions according to their ranks and shifts.
They followed Jian Zhongyi in a majestic manner and inspected the entire yamen.
"See? You have to study hard in the future and become a high-ranking official like County Magistrate Jian!"
"County Magistrate Jian is truly a man of style. I have been to so many counties, but I have never seen such a graceful county magistrate!"
Finished.
Jian Zhongyi was wearing official uniform and kneeling facing north.
"I have been blessed by Your Majesty to be appointed as the county magistrate. I dare not slack off in the slightest. I will be diligent in my duties, manage county affairs, benefit the people, and make the local area prosperous in order to repay Your Majesty's grace!"
"it is good!"
"We now have a clear judge in Pingyang County!"
"It should be so, it should be so!"
The people cheered and applauded continuously.
The police officer blew the gong.
The first time seven bangs were beaten was for "It is difficult to be a king, but it is not easy to be a minister."
The second time the five gongs are struck, it represents "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness."
The third time the three gongs were struck was for the words "Integrity, Prudence and Diligence" written on the plaque in the main hall of the yamen.
After three bangs, the hall drum is struck.
One is three drum beats, which means "obeying the imperial order."
The second is the four-way drum beating, which means "thank the emperor for his grace."
The whole process was truly solemn and dignified.
No wonder so many people like complicated rituals.
Liang Qu stroked his chin and thought.
After going through the whole process, no matter how terrible the county magistrate is, he will appear majestic, especially someone like Jian Zhongyi who looks good.
Further down, Jian Zhongyi led the government team to the City God Temple.
The crowd followed the county magistrate with great fanfare.
Liang Qu was not in a good mood and did not follow.
After worshipping the City God, Jian Zhongyi had to go to the academy to take the exam.
There are plenty of opportunities to meet.
(End of this chapter)
