The great ancestor's golden body seemed to have a look of compassion for the world, bowing his head and looking at everyone quietly.
Xiao Chen glanced at Sandalwood, and saw that there was about half a quarter of an hour left. He was not in a hurry, and did not rush Fang Zheng. He just stood with his hands behind his back, quietly staring at the golden body of the Great Ancestor in front of the hall, as if he was thinking about something. .
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Zheng, and everyone had complicated expressions on their faces.
Dali Temple is the sect of Zen Taoism in the world, and Master Fangzheng is recognized by the world as a man who has achieved Taoism. But now, is he going to lose to a eunuch?
"Master," Mr. Cai of Futai reminded him softly, "You said that we should save the world, but I don't know where this way comes from. Do you want Master to make it clear?"
He spoke impartially, and he neither seemed to be defending Xiao Chen, nor did he seem to be adding insult to injury when Fang Zheng was defeated, but it also served as a reminder.
I thought that no matter what the outcome was, when the time came, it would be considered a favor sold to Xiao Chen.
On the side, Magistrate Tan rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to speak, with a gentle voice, "Yes, Master, it's getting late. I hope it will be made clear what the Master's path is."
There were different voices in the crowd, and it was obvious to everyone that Fang Zheng had no way to break Xiao Chen's theory.
Fang Zheng's defeat seems certain, but how to lose the prestige of Dali Temple and its supreme posture despite the defeat is a huge problem.
The sadness between Fang Zheng's brows deepened, and a pale pallor of despair enveloped his face silently.
The fingers that were originally twirling the sandalwood beads had completely stopped, and they could only hold them tightly, with their palms hidden under the sleeves of the broad golden silk ceremonial robes, thinking that no one could tell his emotions.
If he discussed it, he could tell a few things, but in the end it was just strong words and an ugly posture; but if he ignored it, how could Dali Temple bear the consequences?
The sandalwood was still burning, time continued to pass, and a look of determination suddenly appeared in Fang Zheng's extremely solemn eyes.
The reputation of Dali Temple belongs to Dali Temple, and if I end this situation after the sandalwood is burned out, I will completely lose my dignity and become a laughing stock in the world who cannot afford to lose!
"It seems that there is no other way."
Fang Zheng thought to himself, gritted his teeth secretly, and placed his last hope on his junior brothers.
However, the several senior masters all avoided looking at each other, as they all had nothing to do with themselves.
Fang Zheng staggered and closed his eyes in despair.
The sandalwood was all gone, the floating fragrance curled up, and he was immersed in the fragrance of Zen. Fang Zheng felt that his half-life practice and his entire reputation had been ruined by Xiao Chen.
A strong sense of powerlessness and despair followed the gaze of everyone, giving him an ultimatum. He had no choice.
Fang Zheng took a deep breath, tried his best to restore a decent smile, opened his eyes and bowed to Xiao Chen, "Immeasurable Life Buddha, Governor Xiao has such a high opinion, I can't wait to see you."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was equivalent to Fang Zheng officially admitting defeat to Xiao Chen!
At this moment, everyone held their breath.
They were amazed that a eunuch could actually defeat the master of Dali Temple in a discussion of Taoism, and they were saddened by the fall of the great masters of Fang Zheng.
However, more is still complicated.
There was a complex feeling about not being able to accept that Xiao Chen, the governor of Dongchang who did all kinds of evil, could have such a clear and profound insight.
Cai Futai stood up, cupped his hands, clapped his hands with a broad mind and laughed, "Wonderful, really wonderful!"
"Two wins out of three games, so at this point, this Tao discussion ceremony can only end here. Oh, poor officials, colleagues, and fellow villagers, they haven't seen enough."
County Magistrate Chen also stood up, and like a man, he immediately smoothed things over, raised his hands and said in respect: "The demeanor of the governor today is really something that I have never seen in my lifetime. I am really eye-opening!"
"And Master Fangzheng, you are worthy of being the leader of Dali Temple. Your Taoism is thorough and can explain the deep things in simple terms. Especially your demeanor of not being surprised by favors or insults makes me even more impressed."
Several county magistrates and wealthy gentry also came forward. They all flattered Xiao Chen. During this period, they did not forget to compliment Fang Zheng and thank Dali Temple for hosting the grand event.
These people, especially the officials, even though they are in the local area, they still have official status. Naturally, they don't have to please Fang Zheng. The reason why they follow Fang Zheng's steps is actually to further sell Xiao Chen's face.
After all, we still don’t know what Xiao Chen’s attitude is towards Dali Temple, so we can’t make the situation ugly now.
Xiao Chen understood these people's thoughts clearly, accepted their compliments lukewarmly, and did not want to waste any more time on this.
"Now that the discussion is over, Sir, should we take care of the things you promised me to do?"
With a sneer, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, and a touch of majesty from a third-grade imperial envoy appeared on his cold and calm face.
Everyone's compliments stopped immediately, and they couldn't help but look at Xiao Chen nervously, wondering if what Xiao Chen would do next would burn him.
Several masters were already sullen, dissatisfied with losing face, and angry at Xiao Chen's tricks. The anger in their eyes was as sharp as a knife, and there was no way to hide it at this moment.
Fang Jing was able to get ahead of Fang Zheng, and said angrily in an icy voice: "Supervisor Xiao, your first round of argument is not an argument at all! It is clearly a strong argument and cannot be done."
"Now you are enjoying this victory with peace of mind, but why?"
Several other masters also criticized Xiao Chen, saying that he went to the wrong side in order to win and was not worthy of competing with the head of Dali Temple.
Xiao Chen glanced at these people, and just shook his head lightly, with a touch of contempt in his eyes, not even bothering to look at them.
Wei Zhongxian was so angry that he strode forward, pointed angrily at the people in front of him, and yelled, "You guys can't afford to lose when you can't afford to play! Why should you blame others for being smart when you're not as skilled as others?"
"It's not that the Za family is talking about you. In fact, I'm talking to you idiots who only care about fame and reputation. Not to mention my Lord Governor, who is very knowledgeable and rich. Even I, the Za family, can beat you by one or two!"
"The abilities of you people are just like that thing on your body. You think you have it, but in fact you have never seen anything from the sky. You have no idea that your thing is just a fake trick that doesn't work!"
"you!"
Several senior masters were very angry with Wei Zhongxian, and they clenched their fists as they spoke, wanting to take action.
But the common people and officials were still present. They were afraid of something, so they could only blush with anger and glare.
Xiao Chen smiled, raised his chin slightly, and signaled Wei Zhongxian to come back, "Zhongxian, what did I teach you?"
"The magnanimity in the chest cannot be compared to the duckweeds of heaven and earth."
"Look at Master Fangzheng, he who can afford to take things up and let them go, and who does not lose his whole life's character just because of a momentary victory or defeat, is a man of great wisdom. Isn't it Master?"
Xiao Chen had an easy-going smile, and the intimidating chill in his eyes was concealed by the slight curved crescent moon of good temper. He put Fang Zheng on the high platform for an instant, making him unable to get off even if he thought about it.
