On the cliff, when Chen Qianyuan saw this scene, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Good guy, I tried my best to talk about it just now, but I still can't live or die.
After seeing this Tao Te Ching for just a moment, he ran away without wearing any shoes?
This is really...a crime!
Chen Qianyuan felt helpless in his heart for no reason.
But at the same time, he was relieved.
Although his master was somewhat indifferent, and seemed to be in his final years, he often talked about flying to the west.
But that's what he said three or five years ago. Three or five years later, his body and bones are still strong.
It can be seen that his Taoist cultivation is unfathomable.
Even if Li Changkong had some means to write a classic Taoist text like the Tao Te Ching, in the final analysis, he was just a monk halfway.
How can we compare with Master, a true preacher of Dharma who was honored by the imperial court?
This time, it must be stable!
This Uncle Li is just asking for bad luck when he offends their Tianyi teacher!
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At the same time, in the Wulinghou Mansion.
Li Changkong lay on the couch and took a nap with his eyes closed.
Zhaoyang stood behind him and massaged his shoulders.
"Husband, these days, you have been going out to give lectures every day, has your throat been able to bear it?"
"I really can't bear it. Your husband and I are not a Taoist priest. Two days a day is fine. How can I bear it in the long run?" Li Changkong's voice was obviously hoarse.
"Last time I went to the palace for dinner, I accidentally mentioned this to Sister Huaiqing, and she recommended a recipe to me, saying it had a miraculous effect on my throat."
"Husband, do you want to give it a try?"
Hearing this, Li Changkong nodded and said, "The one recommended by Princess Huaiqing must be from the royal collection. It's worth a try."
"Okay, then I will personally prepare the medicine for your husband tonight."
"It's okay to leave these things to the servants, why do you have to do it yourself?" Li Changkong shook his head and said.
Zhaoyang lived a wealthy life with fine clothes and fine food.
Not to mention cooking medicine, I'm afraid I haven't even entered the kitchen.
If you burn your hands because you are boiling a medicine, the gain outweighs the loss.
"Don't worry, husband, decoction of medicine is not difficult to do. I will learn more from the maids at home, and I will be able to do it."
Hearing this, Li Changkong stretched out his hand, took Zhaoyang's green jade hand, nodded, and said with emotion: "My lady, you have taken the trouble."
When Zhaoyang heard this, his cheeks suddenly flew up.
Although he had done everything in private, it was still broad daylight after all, and he was still in the courtyard, in public, so he was naturally a little shy after being teased like this.
"It will be good if you can take care of your husband."
boom!
However, just as the couple was having fun with each other, a loud noise came from the gate of Wulinghou Mansion.
It was like someone was banging on the door.
Seeing this movement, Li Changkong immediately sat up from the recliner, looked in the direction of the door, and frowned slightly.
boom!
The next moment, the door of Wulinghou Mansion was kicked open, and the servant who guarded the door flew out and fell to the ground.
But fortunately, looking at the posture, it should be just a flesh injury, not a muscle or bone injury.
But even so, this is another slap in the face of Wulinghou Mansion!
Li Zhufeng walked out at some point and looked at the door with the same gloomy expression.
After the smoke and dust dissipated, what caught everyone's eyes was an old Taoist who was over fifty years old and was wearing a plain robe.
Moreover, he was thin, had no shoes on his feet, and had a half-open thread-bound booklet in his hand. His appearance was disheveled, as if he had run wildly for miles.
If he didn't really have some otherworldly Taoist temperament, he would probably be recognized as a beggar.
"Bold! This is the Wulinghou Mansion conferred by the current Holy One. Who are you? How dare you destroy my lintel!" Li Zhufeng stepped forward quickly and silently stood in front of his son and daughter-in-law. He looked at the beggar-looking man in front of him. The Taoist asked loudly.
He could feel a powerful aura oppressing him from the seemingly dying old Taoist in front of him.
This is a martial arts expert!
When Li Changkong saw this, he had some guesses in his mind, but he was not sure.
Thinking that the next step was going to be tense, the servants took sticks and surrounded the old man who looked like a beggar, and were ready.
What's more, he was already standing by the wall, ready to climb over the wall and go to Duke Dingguo's mansion for help.
Why go over the wall, you ask? Because the door is now occupied.
But who would have thought that the old man didn't show any intention of coming to the door to cause trouble, but instead kept his attitude extremely low.
First, he performed a standard Taoist ceremony towards Li Zhufeng, and then announced his family status: "I have met Marquis Wuling, I am Tianyijiao Zhang Hongfa. It is indeed rude to come here this time. I hope you will forgive me."
When Li Changkong heard this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Good guy, it’s really you!
He knew that Zhang Hongfa might come to his door recently, and he was prepared. He even had some guesses just now whether the person in front of him might be Zhang Hongfa.
But... people in the world are spreading rumors that the headmaster of Tianyi Sect is deteriorating in health, and he is afraid that he will not live for a few years, and he has asthma when he walks, so he has left all the affairs of the sect to his eldest disciple Chen Qianyuan.
But in the end... the old headmaster, who was asthmatic even when he walked, kicked down the door of their old Li's house, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed the strong janitor a few meters away. far away.
It was really difficult for Li Changkong to combine the person in front of him with the headmaster who was rumored to be dying of stroke and suffering from many illnesses.
This is too...a contrast!
"Tianyijiao Zhang Hongfa? The one who was conferred by the imperial court?" Seeing that the other party did not riot, but instead respected the etiquette, Li Zhufeng felt relieved and asked.
"I'm a poor man but I have no talent. Thanks to the grace of the Holy Spirit, I do have the title of Master Propaganda." Zhang Hongfa nodded, his tone was as usual, and he didn't seem to feel that there was any glory in it.
After receiving a positive answer, Li Zhufeng breathed a sigh of relief. He had heard about this Buddhist preacher. Although he was an outsider and had a free and easy temper, he was considered highly virtuous and respected.
He shouldn't be some unreasonable murderer.
"If Master Zhang wants to come, my Li Mansion will definitely sweep up the couch to welcome him. Why...why make such a fuss?"
To be honest, since Li Changkong was promoted to the fifth rank of Anbei General, even though the Wuling Marquis Mansion is still just a Marquis Mansion, in terms of status, it is probably more noble than the average Duke Mansion.
After all, there is Princess Zhaoyang living inside, and she is the only daughter of King Zhongshan!
By doing this, Zhang Hongfa not only smashed the door and the plaque, but also lost the Li Mansion's face.
If it were another person who cares about everything, I'm afraid he would have already reported to the official.
"Well, I am not an unreasonable person. It's just that when I reported my name, I was regarded as a beggar by the servants of your house. Instead of welcoming me into the house, I was beaten with sticks."
"Coupled with the urgent need to obey the authority, Pindao came up with this strategy."
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhufeng understood instantly.
These servants in the mansion have become more and more arrogant and arrogant since their son was named General Anbei. This is no longer the case for a day or two.
He originally wanted to take action to rectify the situation, but due to his busy schedule, he never got around to it. He never expected that today would lead to a big mistake.
