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From holding an important position to being demoted from the crowd, Bai Feng did not always lament the hardships of life like ordinary people. The ineffectiveness of the Gao family's military supervisor did not dispel his optimistic attitude. It can even be said that he was a little too optimistic.
There are many people who rely on their title to not engage in production and are obsessed with pleasure, but it is rare to find people who can achieve the ultimate in arty elegance and beauty like Bai Feng!
In addition to regularly organizing feasts to invite various celebrities or talented people, he also loves to collect and verify all kinds of new and weird things.
"There is an abandoned house in the north of the city that always has light coming through at night. It used to be a prostitute. It was abandoned after a prostitute died. Everyone said it was unlucky and haunted, so they all stayed away."
"There is a place in the south of the city that sells word gambling. The stall owner claims that he can guess what word someone is thinking just by looking at him or her."
"It is said that the women of the Yuchi family have 'gonggong sand' on their bodies, so they are all chaste."
Once Bai Feng is free, he has to follow the rumors to feel at ease.
If he encounters something really strange, he will happily collect it and record it in a book; if he unintentionally exposes other people's boring tricks, he will be even happier.
At that time, he will convene a large group of familiar and unknown villagers, businessmen and passers-by, so that everyone can gather together to share the moment of revealing the secret.
One night, an unknown deserted house was suddenly surrounded by people. Inside, men and women, old and young, were hustling and living in a daze.
——This place has become a place for private prostitution. There is no need to pay rent or withhold taxes. The organizers make up money by fabricating rumors about ghosts and ghosts to conceal the truth.
Many women who were originally good families were abducted here, and some were upright proprietresses of silk and satin shops during the day, but turned into ruthless madams at night. Through her impeccable eloquence and bed skills, she gained wealth far beyond what could be gained from buying and selling silk.
The gambling stalls in the south of the city are crowded with people. Countless customers come here every day, and the white money goes in and out of everyone's pockets like water. No matter whether they win or lose, everyone is amazed by this magical skill that is like a celestial being.
Finally one day, a strange young man brought a purple sheath sword as a bet and solemnly declared: "If I lose, the sword belongs to you; if I win, I will cut off your hand."
During the war, not many civilians were literate, and most people could only identify them by rough glyphs. Therefore, the so-called "gambling characters" actually meant that the stall owners provided a bunch of engraved wooden signs for gamblers to choose from. During this period, the stall owner will use various sweet words to lure the gambler to choose the word he wants. Finally, the stall owner writes the guessed word on the paper, and a seemingly perfect scam is completed.
"Master... have you chosen?"
"Um."
"But you didn't even look at it?"
"I've already chosen."
"The young master's guest star is dim, is his career frustrated?"
"My career has been frustrated. Who in Jinyang doesn't know about it? Write quickly, I only count to three."
The young master unsheathed his sword.
"one."
"two."
"three!"
"Hey!" The stall owner let out a strange scream, overturned the gambling stall and fled into the crowd.
The young master excitedly picked up the wooden sign he left behind, looked at it carefully, and said, "Come and take a look, each wooden sign here has a slightly different shape. In other words, that guy can completely put the wooden sign on it by relying on his memory." Remember the engraved words clearly, and you will never be fooled as long as you don’t choose.”
The experiences of the past period are still vivid in my mind, but they have no meaning of being recorded.
"Shou Gongsha, this one is more interesting." Bai Feng was writing in the room, his mind full of strange thoughts, and instructed the maid: "You go and look up the family tree of Yuchi's family. I want to write down this strange person. From now on, She is also a 'frequent' guest at the feast."
Today's trivial matters are taken care of, and there is still a troublesome person. he thought.
"Tell Miss Ke that tomorrow I will go to Xiangguo Temple to meet with the sophistry-savvy monk."
In this way, Yu Ke obeyed the instructions and followed Bai Feng to Xiangguo Temple early in the morning. The two of them started a stove and burned firewood on the lawn of the temple. Soon, the smell of barbecue could be heard in the air.
Yu Ke didn't understand why she came to the temple to eat roast chicken, but Bai Feng was happy and she felt relaxed, so she didn't refuse. This kind of warm moment was what she had been looking forward to for a long time.
After a while, the monk patrolling the temple saw him and immediately called the guards to drive them away.
Bai Feng said, "How do you know I'm eating 'roasted chicken'? This thing looks like roasted chicken and smells like roasted chicken. In fact, it's not roasted chicken at all! Look, there's no meat at all. This is Vegetarian dishes!”
"Pfft." Yu Ke giggled while hiding next to him: "Eat all the meat, of course there is no meat."
Bai Feng was eating in his hand, while Yu Ke was grilling the second one beside him.
"Stop baking! Amitabha..."
No one paid any attention.
"Call the monk Wanwo who lives here as a guest. I just want to talk to him."
The monk had no choice but to do as he was told.
When I arrived in a hurry and saw the host of that night's feast, I couldn't help but respectfully said, "Mr. Bai, how have you been lately?"
"Why did the other monks chase me away?"
I said, "Young master, if you eat meat in the temple, you are breaking the law of killing!"
"Where did I violate the precept?" Bai Feng said shamelessly with his mouth full of oil: "This thing looks like roasted chicken and smells like roasted chicken, but you haven't eaten it, how do you know it is roasted chicken?"
"This...this!" I said: "The poor monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he has never eaten roast chicken."
"Ah..." Bai Feng said with emotion: "This reminds me of what happened between you and Wan Qian that day. Everyone knows whether the Buddha is laughing or crying, but you are the only one who is arguing about Buddhist principles and mocking others for not understanding. , you understand. Of course, those present are all lay people and there are no monks. How can they compare with you, old man, in understanding Buddhist scriptures?"
Bai Feng sneered and continued: "You have never eaten roast chicken, but everyone has cried."
After finishing speaking, everyone was silent for a long time.
"Sworn brother..." Yu Ke vaguely felt the tenderness of Bai Feng in the past from the conversation just now.
After Bai Feng finished the second roast chicken, he continued: "Monk, do you know that because of your ruthless sarcasm at the feast, Wan Qian no longer has a place in Jinyang. He has completely turned into a wanderer. , no one appreciates his work anymore.”
Wanwo shook his head repeatedly: "No, the poor monk is just telling the truth. My Buddha is merciful, and he will definitely be able to survive this disaster!" He comforted himself, feeling ashamed, and no longer dared to raise his head to look at Bai Feng.
"Master Wanwo! Master Wanwo!" A monk brought a group of well-armed troops and said, "The people from Dali Temple are here!"
After hearing this, Monk Wango immediately laughed and said: "Hahaha! Master, the poor monk has advised you to leave many times. Not only have you refused to listen, but you have continued to act recklessly in front of the Buddha! The poor monk is powerless, so let's leave it to him. Let Dali Temple handle it...Amitabha."
The monk managed to escape without any guilt.
One of the officers and soldiers walked out. He took off his official hat, walked to the bonfire, and poured water to put it out himself. Just when Yu Ke was about to scold him, Bai Feng stopped him and said, "It's okay, it's just that we won't be able to see each other again for the time being."
"It's you again, Bai Feng, how many more troubles do you have to cause before you feel at ease?" Yuchizhen removed the scimitar and handed it over to his colleagues for safekeeping, then personally shackled Bai Feng and escorted him back to Dali Temple.
