Chapter 435 The prince of Taoying Tower makes a zither, and the eagle and falcon catches spies in Chaibaoyuan
In fact, it was indeed very smooth at the beginning. The peregrine leader Song Gu and Ren Shanyu went to a room that had been booked long ago. On the roof was the house where the guest guests were hosted. He called a half-red and unpure gentleman. The brothel is not opposed to Enke’s own women, but it is not easy to let popular prostitutes play with strange women. Even if the famous prostitutes are willing, the brothels will probably push back, because they are afraid that the popular prostitutes who have finally won the price of such a fuss, so they will never be able to invite them without a high price.
Song Gu’s helper Hong Shuwen got a big bag of silver and was entangled with the little brothel, and he was stubborn and wanted to make an exception to pick up customers. In fact, Hong Shuwen has a good appearance. He is a disciple of the Northern Liang clan, and he used his murder to kill someone to exude a heroic spirit. The woman who was 27 or 28 years old looked at this guy. Even if Hong Shuwen’s money was not enough for her, she still agreed. However, she was a little brothel in Chai Feiyuan and was full of countless trivial matters, so she made Hong Shuwen move more neatly and fight quickly. Hong Shuwen agreed with a smile, revealing his shortcomings, saying that he was famous for being “fighting”, which made the woman’s eyes look charming.
Spring night is short, and no one thinks that life is long.
The dripping bit by bit.
Three peregrine falcons who were familiar with the terrain of Chaifeiyuan found the guards who were drinking in the small courtyard without saying a word.
On an embroidered bed, the man who noticed the murderous intent and wanted to use his hand to cut off Hong Shuwen’s spine, but was first hit on the dantian by Hong Shuwen, and then his five fingers were like hooks, pinching her white and tender neck, watching her die little by little, and said with a smile: “I have to take the money back when I look back. We have a love affair with each other. What’s the matter with money buying spring?”
Almost at the same moment, Song Gu was admiring the prostitute’s undressing in the room. When she walked behind her, she looked back and smiled. Song Gu covered her mouth with one hand, but with one punch, and punched her back to the mouth and beat her to death on the spot.
Ren Shanyu, who had been impatient, jumped onto the table, and stuck to the ceiling with a little toe, directly sticking to the gecko against the wall, determined the movement upstairs, tore the wooden board with both hands and broke out, finding the location of the famous prostitute of the spy, and only saw a beautiful scene: the woman’s clothes were half-fallen, her hands were placed on the table, revealing the large piece of snow-white and fat under her waist. An old man in luxurious clothes was raising his hand, trying to slap the two fat petals. Seeing Ren Shanyu inexplicably, the old man was fascinated and didn’t have much frightening. Instead, he looked at Ren Shanyu’s soft breasts, smiling and playing with his face. The famous prostitute of Chai Feiyuan with a swaying buttocks had a strong murderous intent in his eyes. At the first time, he did not pick up his skirt and put on his clothes, but slapped the table with his five fingers slightly twisted, and his whole person was like a colorful butterfly, spinning towards the uninvited guest Ren Shanyu. In order to cover up, the woman Eagle did not carry the pair of axes, and was about to block it.Suddenly an arm appeared on the floor, holding the famous prostitute’s slender ankle, pulled it down hard, and pulled it downstairs, without any trace. Ren Shanyu was full of anger and was deeply resentful of Song Gu who took action. She originally planned to assassinate a famous prostitute. Song Gu dealt with the little brothel in Chaifeiyuan, and Hong Shuwen helped the three peregrine falcons, but Song Gu asked Hong Shuwen to run to do hard work, and he stayed in the house and refused to leave. Moreover, the prostitute in the same room didn’t have to die at all, he just needed to be knocked out.
Just when Ren Shanyu was in a trance, the gentry of the neighboring county who had recovered from his senses quietly stretched out his hand, put his palm up, and pressed it under the table. He lifted it gently, and the table swung rapidly and smashed towards Ren Shanyu.
The murderous intent suddenly arose, Ren Shanyu kicked it out, kicking the heavy hardwood table, and then he saw an old and gloomy face getting closer and closer. She was slapped on the forehead with a palm, and her petite body directly hit the wall and was shot out of the building. As she was about to fall to the street, Ren Shanyu, whose consciousness became increasingly blurred, felt a little regretful. If there were those axes in her hand, it might not have been so unhealthy.
The Taoist temple is the place where the Taoist temple is observed, and the monks are the people who have been born. The Taoist temple is honestly observing the Tao, and becoming a monk is born in the world in detail, and one should not be too deeply involved in the world.
Don’t forget that this is Beiliang, the culprit who once turned people from the rivers and lakes into rats crossing the streets. In recent years, they were either patrolling the border or on the Qingliang Mountain in Beiliang, looking at Beiliang coldly.
Qingrong Temple in Huangnan County is famous in Beiliang for its towering ancient trees. The road to burning incense to Taoist temples is covered with green shades. It is an excellent place for the county to escape the summer heat, because the Northern Liang Palace was built on Qingliang Mountain, Qingrong Temple is also known as “Little Qingliang”. Qingrongguan has always had a deep relationship with officials of all sizes and large and small in Huangnan County. For example, Wang Xihua, the Gongcao Lord who advocated Huang Lao, did not have a master, but he became the “Mr.”, the head of the prison in the 70s and Song Yan, the prefect of Huangnan County, had many years of friendship with Wang Xihua’s political enemy, Song Yan, the prefect of Huangnan County. Song Yan did not have a relationship with Qingrongguan because Wang Xihua worshipped this Taoist priest as his gentleman. I think Qinghua real person has his own immortal legacy that is not as good as others. Now that Li Yang has destroyed the Buddha, only the three states of Beiliang Road have relatives to the Buddha, and many monks and monks have rushed to Beiliang to take refuge. Qingrong Temple also opened the door to “summer escape”, and most of them came. Fortunately, Qingrong Temple is in full bloom, otherwise it would have been a must-have to eat so many people. Among the monks who live in Qingrong Temple, Zen Master Huang Deng, the famous monk in Jiangnan Taoism, is the most famous. In the past six months, one monk and one Taoist debate has not been closed, which makes Huang Nan County scholars flock to him. Regardless of whether they can understand or not, it seems that they will be vulgar if they don’t listen.
At night, the night sky of Taoist temple is green and close to the ink. There is only one place where lanterns are hung, and the lights are vague. There are two strange songs that do not avoid vulgarity. At first glance, it is a waste of time. If you listen to it, you may be able to find some unique flavor.
The old Taoist is handsome and has a young face. He is holding a whisk and sitting on the ground against the pillars. He is the Qinghuai Taoist who is skilled in the art of reef. There is an old man aroundThe monk clapped his hands gently, and was humming a sentence “Snatching the swallow’s mouth mud, scraping the Buddha’s face and making up, and cutting the mosquito’s legs and flesh…” He was Zen Master Huang Deng who had fallen from Jiangnan Road to Beiliang during the catastrophe of destroying the Buddha.
The song is still there, and the two old men smile at each other.
Zen Master Huang Deng asked softly: “Old friend Qinghuai, I heard that there was an ancient qin of the Western Shu Lei family in Qingrong Temple on the Jiangnan Road. When Lei followed the monarch of the devastated country to die together, the more than a hundred zithers in the family were all crushed, which was absolute sound. I wonder if this zither can still be played with the music.”
The old Taoist said regretfully: “When I started, most of the ‘walk thunder’ had been burned away, and no strings of the zither were left. Every time the remaining people in Western Shu cried and cried.”
Zen Master Huang Deng sighed: “The fate of fate was destroyed.”
The old Taoist looked up at the lantern hanging high, and suddenly smiled: “The Buddha and Taoist families are both blue flies competing for blood, and termites competing for holes.”
The old monk nodded, and after silence, he asked, “I think the lord of Northern Liang.”
The Taoist was still talking nonsense and said, “He is a heroic contribution. This dynasty’s dynasty has six merits: founding a country, calming down the crisis, capturing the rebels, guarding the vassals, and conquering the barbarians. The King of Northern Liang Xu Xiao occupied five of them, which was more than just a great master. Just being a minister, if the king wants his minister to die, if the minister does not die, he is disloyal.”
The old monk smiled calmly, and the wind was light.
The Taoist was looking at the big red lantern, while the monk tilted his head to look at a string of windless and dumb iron horses.