Monk Zhiheng of Fulong Temple was beaten to death and could not figure out why he was sitting in the temple, and the disaster came from heaven.
He was just a monk who was in charge of the temple. On a sunny day, he was suddenly taken out of the temple by a group of maids and women and was beaten in the street. If the officials from Jingzhao Mansion had not come to pull him out of the shrews and take him away, he would probably have met the Buddha on the spot.
When he arrived at the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion, he was even more confused. Did the people in Mr. Xiao's house say that he molested their eldest daughter this morning?
Conscience of heaven and earth! He has been living in the temple for the past two days and has never returned to his private house at all. All the monks in the temple can testify. Why did he molest Miss Xiao?
Mr. Bao of Jingzhao Yin originally believed him, but the servant of the Xiao family insisted on his words, which made Mr. Bao more and more confused and wavering. He held his head and just kept talking.
The two parties argued so hard that in the end no one came up with the reason. But Mr. Bao, who was in his sixties, couldn't hold on any longer. He was dizzy and had tinnitus in his ears. He held his chest and stretched his neck until he gasped. The master was so frightened that he quickly announced his withdrawal from the hall, and carried the master to the back hall with all the yamen cheering.
Just like that, Zhiheng was thrown in front of the Xiao family alone again. So... the result can be imagined, fat beating is inevitable, it is just a matter of how many times.
Xiao Fu said harsh words, and from now on, Monk Zhiheng would be beaten every time he saw him.
I feel sorry for this fat monk. He held his head and tried hard to shrink into a round flesh ball. His face was covered with snot and tears. He allowed the crowd to beat him, but he could only shout: "Buddha ferry me!"
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The lanterns are on and the night is getting darker. Fangmanlou, the largest brothel in the capital, is now brightly lit like daylight and filled with guests.
But if you look carefully, you will find that tonight's guests are a bit strange. Not all of them were dressed in gorgeous clothes as usual, many of them were wearing commoners, and there were even a few beggars in ragged clothes.
The bustle of Fangmanlou was not snobbish today. He actually stood outside the door to greet guests. All guests who came in, no matter what they were dressed in, were attentive and thoughtful, laughing and talking.
At this moment, in the largest private room upstairs, Bai Xinqi, the owner of Huisheng Pawn Shop, was looking up with a smile on his face, his butt just next to a stool, and he said respectfully and flatteringly:
"Your Majesty, I am so clever and clever. I admire you so much. Well, I admire you so much, so much."
Qin Zhuen, who was at the head, was lazily leaning on an armchair, with one foot stepping on a pastel embroidered pier. The front of his vermillion brocade heroic cloak was wide open, faintly showing the bulging breasts under the clothes. tendon meat.
After hearing Bai Xinqi's flattery, he raised his eyelids and stretched out his hand to block the fine wine fed by the prostitute Hongxiu: "This matter has been done. Are you satisfied with Boss Bai?"
"Satisfied, satisfied..." Bai Xinqi nodded as if he was talking. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something. He stood up hurriedly, took out a brocade box, and bowed to present it.
"This is what I want, and I don't dare to neglect it. Please look at it, it's exactly the same."
Qin Zhuen carelessly held the corner of his mouth, stretched out a finger and "popped" the lid of the box, and suddenly a piece of crystal clear and exquisite blood amber came into everyone's eyes.
Fu, Lu, and Shou stood behind Qin Zhuen and stretched their necks to look over, which was a great experience.
Even the prostitute Hongyi, who had seen a lot of the world, couldn't help but get up.
Qin Zhuen smiled slightly, closed the lid casually, and nodded vaguely: "It's such a thing! The appearance is eye-catching. Okay, thank you Boss Bai!"
"Don't dare, don't dare!" When Bai Xinqi heard this, he hurriedly bent down even lower, "I should do my best to give you what my grace wants. What's more, what's more, my grace has helped me like this." A big deal.
"Back then, the villain was a fool. He ruined his family fortune by eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. He even mortgaged his ancestral home to Monk Zhiheng of Fulong Temple to pay off his debt. It was originally agreed that when the villain became successful, he would use money to redeem the ancestral home. But. But Unexpectedly, a few years later, Zhiheng refused to admit his debt. He only said that the house was very feng shui and he helped him to be promoted to a prison. No matter how the villain begged and promised several times the money, Zhiheng refused to sell it back.
"The villain is really helpless. Just at this time, the gentleman sent someone to Huishengzhai to redeem the blood amulet. But the villain dared not accept the ransom money from the gentleman even if I beat him to death. Thanks to the kindness of the gentleman, the villain got it. Get what you want..."
"It's easy to say." Qin Zhuen looked at Bai Xinqi and smiled: "It's not a big deal. Who told you that your ancestral house is in a good location, right opposite the embroidered building of Xiao Shilang's daughter. How about that? Then the monk returns the ancestral house. Gave it to you?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Bai Xinqi was delighted and praised repeatedly, "My grace is so wonderful! Yesterday Zhiheng came to find the villain with a swollen face like a pig's head, wanting to sell the house at 70% of the price. But the villain must remember My father taught me not to be greedy and harm my virtue, so I redeemed my ancestral home for the original price. Yesterday I went to the government with Zhiheng to exchange the house deed."
"That's good." Qin Zhuen said as he raised his chin and nodded at the stool below.
Bai Xinqi then hurriedly put down the brocade box in his hand and sat back on the stool, saying flatteringly: "My dear, young hero! You have become famous at a young age!"
Then he looked at Fu, Lu, and Shou behind him with a smile: "In the past few years, I have been traveling all over the country to do business, and I have heard and seen a lot of heroes.
"Needless to say, it goes without saying that the Beggar Clan, everyone knows that the leader of the Beggar Clan, Mr. Hong, who just passed away, is unparalleled in the world with his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. The hero Xie from Cao Clan's Plum Blossom Hall was a master of magic with the Nine-section Plum Blossom Whip.
"There is also Brother Sanshou. I am lucky enough to be friends with him and have seen his kung fu with my own eyes. Needless to say, light kung fu, and the Taibai Chushan Fist that makes a tiger powerful and airtight!
"Master En can command the three major gangs in Beijing and convince everyone. He must have extremely high and powerful skills. I just don't know what Master En's special skills are?"
"My special skill?" Qin Zhu'en glanced at Bai Xinqi, then smiled and leaned forward. Bai Xinqi hurriedly leaned forward to meet him, but heard Qin Zhu'en say:
"My special skill is...my uncle is the current emperor..."
"Uh... cough cough cough..." Bai Xinqi's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he couldn't sit or stand with half his butt. "Well, Master En is so funny..." He wiped the sweat from his head with his sleeves and looked up to see Lu Sanshou glaring at him.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Qin Zhuen smiled and leaned back into the armchair, laughing, "Since we are friends with Sanshou, I naturally want to take a high look.
"I heard that Boss Bai is a business genius. In just a few years, he not only paid off his huge gambling debts, but also opened pawnshops all over the capital. I have always respected people who are capable. From now on, things on the street...have to be done with hard work. Boss Bai, please take a lot of trouble."
When Bai Xinqi heard this, he immediately ignored the presence of many people. He stood up, lifted his robe and fell to his knees with a plop: "It is a great blessing for a small person to be sent by the graceful master."
Most of the members of the Qinghong Association are thieves and gangsters from the street, always under the banner of "stealing from the evil and giving to the poor". The reason why Qin Zhuen wanted to meet Bai Xinqi today was to put it bluntly, he was interested in the pawnshops he opened all over the capital. It would be easier for his brothers from the Qinghong Gang to sell the stolen goods in the future.
Bai Xinqi is such a sweet person. This is someone who is usually too busy trying to get close to someone! This time, Qin Zhuen actually took the initiative to hand over a pole. He just wanted to climb up with his long head kowtowed! From now on, he can be regarded as Qin Zhuen's disciple.
As he was talking, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice outside the door laughing loudly: "Elder Qin arrived first! I'm late. I'm sorry!" As he spoke, the door curtain was raised, and an old man who was getting older came in.
The old man was dry and thin, with a sallow complexion and a bitter look. He was wearing grosgrain, but the fine clothes on him looked like they were borrowed.
Qin Zhuen sat still and slowly raised a polite smile on his lips. Bai Xinqi knew the opportunity, bowed hurriedly, and quietly exited the private room.
"Elder Wu, you are well!" Qin Zhuen raised his hand and arched it casually, as if he had no bones. His whole body seemed to be piled in that armchair.
Wu Changqing's face froze, but then he clasped his fists and raised his hands, hahahaha all the way to the first seat, lifted up his robe and sat down.
This Wu Changqing has spent his whole life in the Beggar Clan and finally became an elder of the Eight Bags. If he is talking about ability, he must have it. Otherwise, there are plenty of old beggars, so why should he be the only one with eight begging pockets?
The scheming city is naturally deep. If a young man is so arrogant, even if he has one more pocket than him, his age is there after all. Most people can't show it on their faces if they don't protect themselves. But he was stunned and continued talking and laughing as if nothing was wrong.
However, the string of disciples and grandsons following Wu Changqing did not have this kind of palace, and some of them showed dissatisfaction on their faces.
Qin Zhuen glanced slightly and sneered at the corner of his mouth. In these peaceful years, if a good-looking person doesn't find a regular job, who will come out to beg for food? The younger generation of this beggar gang is indeed worse than the last.
And this Wu Changqing, since he became powerful, he has started to imitate the behavior of wealthy people, buying houses, managing land, and making slaves and maids.
It is said that the more one lacks something, the more he likes to pretend to be something. This old beggar leader not only loves money as much as his life, but also loves to show off his style. But when I go out, there are a bunch of little beggars behind me to show off.
It was just a show, but it was placed in front of his Lord Qin! Sure enough, he was blinded!
Wu Changqing didn't know what Qin Zhuen was thinking, so he put on a show of dignity and sat down.
At this moment, the door curtain was raised again, and someone hurriedly walked in. As soon as the man saw Lord Qin on the throne, he became even more flustered. He bowed his head quickly and said, "Lu Qian is late, please punish me, Lord."
Wu Changqing curled his lips and showed a disdainful sneer.
However, Qin Zhuen laughed, nodded the chair below and said, "I came early. I originally asked you to meet at Youshizheng, but because of his family's oiran Hongxiu...haha, I came a little early on purpose. No. It’s your fault.”
Lu Qian became more and more frightened and saluted again, almost touching the ground with his head: "Thank you, Hall Master, for your generosity."
After paying homage, he came to the seat on Qin Zhuen's left hand side and sat opposite Wu Changqing. However, the two of them did not greet each other and did not even look at each other.
Qin Zhuen smiled and smoothed things over by saying, "One is the elder of my Beggar Gang, and the other is a well-known figure in my Cao Gang. They are both brothers of my Qin Zhuen. Now this situation has been washed away by the flood. Dragon King Temple. Since I am your elder and hall master, I have to reconcile and reconcile you. Brothers, harmony is..."
"Haha..." Before Master Qin finished his words, Wu Changqing Jiejie laughed strangely, "Elder Qin said it lightly. If such a big cuckold had been placed on Elder Qin's head, I'm afraid he wouldn't have said what he said now. ”
Tong Dafu on the side couldn't help but coughed dryly, held his sleeves to wipe the sweat on his head, and took a peek at Qin Zhuen, and sure enough, he saw his face sinking and looking at Wu Changqing with a half-smile.
Lu Qian frowned, pursed his lips, and continued: "I have explained this matter before in front of the hall master and brothers from the Beggar Clan and Cao Clan. Li Xingxiang and I have had a relationship since we were children. The engagement was the friendship that childhood sweethearts grew up with. That year, there was a flood in my hometown and the village was scattered. I was living in the rivers and lakes, and I lost contact with her since then.
"It's also fate from the past life. I didn't expect to meet again in Beijing. I just learned that Xingxiang's parents were infected with the epidemic and passed away in the year of the epidemic. She was sold to Elder Wu's Mansion as a maid by my uncle. In the past two years, Xingxiang was outstanding because of her outstanding performance. She is capable, and is valued more and more by Elder Wu. A few days ago, he held a serious banquet to marry her.
"But after all, Xingxiang and I are the fate of our parents, and we are both affectionate and righteous. So I humbly asked Elder Wu, willing to pay several times the price of silver to redeem Xingxiang. But Elder Wu refused to fulfill his promise. Lu Qian was really helpless, and just now This is the last resort..."
"Hey, Lu Daguan is still chewing words!" Wu Changqing's voice was like a pair of rusty scissors, which creaked and hurt people's ears. "What's the reason for this? It's just a pair of adulterers and adulterers who are shameless. It’s just an elopement! If you put this in a place where you want to gain respect, I’d be surprised if you don’t sink this couple of bitches into the pond!”
What he said made even Erlu and Sanshou couldn't help but look at him. Dafu wanted to put his head in his crotch at this moment.
"Yo! Look what Elder Wu said!" Qin Zhuen was so angry that he said, "My place has become a shameless place?!"
Wu Changqing raised his eyes to look at Master Qin, and suddenly smiled "hehe" for a while, showing a mouth full of yellow and black rotten teeth, "Elder Qin is overly worried! It's just that although the children of the Beggar Clan are all low-class beggars, they all have their own abilities." Integrity! Never steal from people, let alone things!"
Suddenly, everyone present had wonderful expressions on their faces. Wu Changqing scolded Cao Gang and Qinghonghui in just one sentence!
But he was very encouraging, and the group of silly little beggars behind him immediately puffed out their chests and belly, looking proud and glorious.
Qin Zhuen looked at Wu Changqing with a cold look in his eyes, and slowly raised the corner of his mouth for a while: "Is this what Elder Wu is talking about?"
"Pa", a box was thrown on the table in front of Wu Changqing. It was the piece of blood amber that Bai Xinqi had just presented!
