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Amidst the bustling debate, four big men carrying a wooden coffin suddenly appeared behind Yuchizhen and others.
The wooden coffin was as tall as two people. Four big men held the four corners respectively and took heavy steps. At the same time, they were extremely careful not to let the wooden coffin collide with anything.
"There are too many people. Those standing in the middle should get out of the way first!"
The strong man roared, and Hu Jie'er, the young boss of Huangliang Yimeng Gambling House, waved his big hand. Even if someone came to chase him away, the noise around him gradually became silent.
After the wooden coffin was carried to the center, Hu Jier went to open the coffin in person. There was a gold and bronze Buddha statue inside.
Sakyamuni Buddha seems to be smiling but not smiling, and seems to be crying but not crying.
The Buddha statue sits cross-legged on a red lotus. Its body is shiny gold, its hands are in Zen mudra, its body is slender, its ears hang down from the shoulders, its nose is like an aquiline, its torso is half-naked, rosary beads are hung on its right wrist, and several strings are hung around its neck. Buddhist beads.
"Everyone has also seen that this Buddha statue is exquisitely crafted and is rarely seen in the world! It took me a lot of effort to convince an old man who couldn't repay his debts to use his family's Buddha statue to pay off the debt. How can such a poor man run a temple like this? It's also quite rare." Hu Jie'er looked at Shangshu Ling Lu Qi with some profound meaning and continued: "I heard that this Buddha statue was served by a senior monk in the previous dynasty. What is its name?"
Hu Jie'er was a little suspicious, and an experienced monk next to him immediately replied: "This eminent monk is Zen Master Batuo. He came from the Western Regions and attained enlightenment in the Central Plains."
"Well... in short, this was consecrated by an eminent monk. If you really want it, the price cannot be arbitrary." Hu Jie'er obviously didn't care which eminent monk it was.
"You are right." Lu Qi was sitting on the table, playing with the folding fan with both hands, and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's a pity that this Buddha statue has a major flaw."
Lu Qi gathered up his fan and put it in his lap, stretched out his hand and introduced: "This young master is a famous Buddhist carver in Jinyang."
The young master on the right is wearing a white silk scarf and a purple robe. He is sitting upright and says, "My wife, Wan Qian, has loved carving all her life. All the carvings in Mr. Bai's residence were completed by me myself."
"Brother Wan, what do you think?" Hu Jie'er was already thinking about how to refute when he looked at the Buddha statue. This was his basic quality as a businessman.
"How dare you? How dare you." Wan Qian stood up and bowed her hands to all the gentlemen, and then said: "The eyes of the Buddha statue are drooping, and the corners of the mouth are slightly pulled downward, which is obviously sad. Mr. Lu is searching for exquisite Buddha statues for the emperor to offer sacrifices to. How can we worship a Buddha whose appearance is unlucky?"
Lu Qi echoed: "What Mr. Wan said is absolutely true! In my opinion, the Sad Faced Buddha should be changed to the Smiling Faced Buddha, and the delayed construction period should also be reduced accordingly..."
In fact, I just don’t want to give too much money so that I can profit from it.
"Oh, Your Majesty, he is really demanding!" How could Hu Jie'er not understand the principle of such bargaining? Even if it was replaced with a nice set of words, it was a request that sounded natural.
Hu Jie'er looked at the old monk and asked, "Monk Wu, what do you think?"
The monk said: "If Wan Don knew some Buddhist teachings, he would naturally not express these fallacies."
"What did you say?" Wan Qian asked cautiously, "I wonder what Master Wango has to say?"
Wanwo said: "The Lankavatara Sutra says that although one's own nature is pure, it is covered by guest dust, so one still sees impurity, which is not Tathagata. The donor does not understand the Buddhist teaching of 'nature and appearance are the same', and relies solely on his eyes to make judgments. , is really foolish.”
"Huh, it's all sophistry. In life, if you don't rely on your eyes to see things, how can you still close your eyes and make sculptures?" Wan Qian was very unconvinced.
"Sakyamuni Buddha's nature is kind and pure, strong and gentle. He only showed compassion when he saw the suffering of the people in the world. He is definitely not a 'Sorrowful Faced Buddha' or a 'Smiling Faced Buddha'." Stop talking sarcastically. The other party said: "Are the 'animal-faced tiles' on the roof that the poor monk saw when he entered the house also the work of the donor? We can only see its shape but not its meaning. The donor has somewhat failed Mr. Bai's expectations."
After all, Wan Qian couldn't swallow this breath and cursed: "You bald donkey!"
"Yo yo yo, Young Master Wan!" A big man with a round face and a beard stood up and said in support: "You can't debate scriptures, so you start cursing?"
"Why are you here?" Wan Qian waved her hand behind her and shouted to her entourage: "Bring me my sword! I'm going to kill this black guy!"
Not long ago, Yu Chiying was immersed in such an elegant atmosphere, and she felt that this trip was well worth it - the two Buddhist carving masters were arguing eloquently based on their different ideas, each having their own reasons and whether they were wonderful or not. However, the situation suddenly changed, and she simply could not There was no time to figure out what happened.
"Brother, why is Wan Qian so excited?"
Yuchi Zhen said: "Wan Qian, a down-and-out aristocratic young master, is really not as good as a dog."
"What's wrong?"
Yuchi was really gearing up to step forward and stop the fight: "Wan Qian once mortgaged her wife to that bearded man to exchange for money to meet the urgent needs, and then the bearded man took Wan Qian's wife as his concubine. Wan Qian later got He just thought it was a great shame and humiliation. Soon after he collected enough money to redeem his wife, he forced her to commit suicide to prove her innocence. That's what happened."
After saying that, Yuchi Zhen stepped forward with his sword and shouted: "The Emperor has an order that private fights are prohibited! What are you doing?"
"Master Yuchi, the head catcher of Dali Temple?" Hu Jie'er sat in a daze and said, "What a rare visitor! What a rare visitor."
Wan Qian was immediately frightened, and immediately knelt down and begged the minister: "Master Lu, you must uphold justice for me!"
Lu Qi was disdainful and looked sideways.
The scene reached a deadlock for a time.
"Everyone, please be patient." The much-anticipated protagonist finally spoke.
Bai Feng walked around from his seat to the Buddha statue, took a look at the gold and bronze Buddha statue, and said: "The Buddha statue is indeed beautiful, but Mr. Lu is really unwilling to accept it at a high price. Brother Hu, depending on our friendship, you can ask Mr. Lu about the price. Let's discuss it, how about it? Mr. Lu also found me as a matchmaker after putting aside all previous suspicions. Today, the deal is completed, and it will be much easier for everyone to communicate with each other in the future."
"As for the grudge between you two, why not just fight here! Whoever loses will admit it."
After Bai Feng finished speaking, Yuchi Zhen immediately asked: "Bai Feng, are you planning to organize a private fight?"
"It's not a private fight. If Mr. Yuchi is a notary, it's just an ordinary competition." The young man looked at Hu Jie'er and Lu Qi and asked them for instructions with his eyes.
"Okay, today's night banquet is really exciting!" Hu Jie'er clapped his hands and applauded: "Since Mr. Lu really wants it, the price is up to you."
"Just as Mr. Bai said." As soon as Lu Qi finished speaking, shouts echoed throughout the feast.
Everyone was waving flags and cheering for the representatives of their own camp, and Hu Jie'er took advantage of the situation to start his own business. They started placing bets on Wan Qian's competition, and the money and gambling money filled the corner of the feast in an instant.
Bai Feng faced the sea of people and came straight to Yu Chiying, held her hands up and invited her, "I wonder if you can hang out with me for a while, girl."
"Me?" Yu Chiying was flattered. She looked left and right, looking at Tong Yun, the only acquaintance beside her.
"Go quickly! This kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." Tong Yun smiled even happier than Yu Chiying herself.
"It's strange. Brother Yun doesn't like me?" Yu Chiying thought to herself, "How can you safely let me enter the wolf's den alone?"
Hesitant, but really curious in his heart, what is the true face of this mysterious man in front of him?
Yu Chiying did not dare to speak, but just took a step towards Bai Feng to show her willingness.
When they passed near Yuchizhen, they were immediately stopped and asked, "Yingying, where are you going?"
"Master Yuchi won't come with you, right?" Bai Feng replied: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Master Yuchi should just be a good notary public with peace of mind."
"You'd better not play tricks on me." Yuchi Zhen threatened.
Bai Feng nodded and led Yu Chiying away from the feast and went to the courtyard to rest.
"Please sit down." Bai Feng motioned for the other party to sit on the swing.
The cold wind stirred the young girl's heart, but could not blow away the enthusiasm.
Bai Feng gently pushed the swing and asked, "Do you know why I came to you?"
"I...I don't know." Yu Chiying said shyly: "It can't be because Mr. Bai likes me, right? I'm not good-looking, and I don't understand the etiquette of aristocrats, and this is the first time you've met me..."
"Hahaha, why not?" Bai Feng deliberately followed this topic, but unexpectedly Yu Chiying jumped up and said repeatedly.
"No! No! No!"
Bai Feng then comforted him: "Don't be afraid. Didn't you hear that I said that on purpose?"
"I...I can't think anymore. I'm sorry, Mr. Bai, I have to leave." As soon as Yuchi Ying expressed her intention to leave, Bai Feng left a message and said: "Miss Yuchi, think calmly first, since I If I’m not meeting you alone because I like you, what else could it be for?”
"My brother?" she said, "Can't you just go to him?"
Bai Feng said: "Yu Chi really has a deep prejudice against me. Every time I meet him, he is either arrested and imprisoned, or he wants to accuse me of bad things I have done. There is no way I can say a few words normally."
Bai Feng invited Yu Chiying to sit on the swing again, and then whispered to her: "I need him to fight against Taiping Dao with me."
"Ah!" Yuchi Ying was about to exclaim, but Bai Feng covered her mouth in time: "Mr. Bai, are you trying to..."
"The maids around me are all from Queen Gao." Bai Feng did not answer the other party's question directly, but only said: "Wait a minute before you slap me, then curse me to your heart's content, show no mercy."
"What?"
Before Yu Chiying finished speaking, Bai Feng suddenly bit her on the right side of her neck. The pain made her jump for the second time, and she subconsciously slapped Bai Feng.
"You madman, what are you doing!" Seeing the red mark on Bai Feng's face, Yu Chiying felt extremely sorry at the time, but Bai Feng was very calm.
"Let's go." He didn't make a sound, he only moved his mouth to say these two words, and he was so calm that it made people's hair stand on end.
After Yu Chiying understood it, she hurriedly left.
