Nightfall Chapter 49: The imperial gates are disgusted with each other
Chapter Forty-Nine The Imperial Taoist Sects Are Worrying Each Other
The people kneeling in front of the altar and bowing down to worship are still religious, but the people onlookers applaud in unison. This scene feels like a juggler doing a business in a Xiangfang, and there is a dangerous job in the middle. The reaction of the spectator.
The ceremony of praying for rain and rain is officially over, and the little Taoists are preparing to move the altar and practices into the Taoist temple. Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly darkened at this time, and the patter of spring rain fell again. Sangsang opened the **** umbrella with both hands, raised his little black face and glanced at Ning Que triumphantly. The onlookers who were not holding umbrellas scattered away with a hum, and hid under the eaves by the side of the street, looking at the few people. Some embarrassed Dao children pointed and even heard the sound of ridicule.
Ning Que watched this scene, couldn't help but laugh, suddenly thought of something, and when he looked at the old man who was squatting in the drizzle, his eyes were shocked except for pity. .
He believes in his own eyesight. The previous wooden sword talisman papers were not tricks, so they could only be... practice! Judging by the knowledge that the old man Lu Qingchen taught him, even if this old Taoist did not enter the third level of cultivation, he would at least have been immersed in the second level of perception for a long time!
In addition to Xiling, the whole world probably has the most practitioners in Chang'an City, but he never expected that he would meet a practitioner while walking around with Sangsang, and this one was about to set foot. Taoists who enter the real world need to rely on these methods to perform.
It’s a pity that Taoism wanted to recruit believers in this way, but the Venerable Haotian they worshipped didn’t give much face. In the end, even those saints who entered the realm of distancelessness and apocalypse mentioned by the old man Lu Qingchen wanted to come He didn't have the ability to call the wind and rain, let alone an old Taoist with insufficient spiritual realm.
Ning Que frowned slightly as he watched the Taoist temple's closing gate, remembering something.
Haotian Dao is known as the only Orthodox religion in the world. It is respected in various countries. Taoism occupies countless fields and never pays taxes. The priests of each branch are distinguished and highly respected. Countries like Dahe Kingdom and Southern Jin Dynasty have their monarchs enthroned. At that time, even the Daomen priest from Xiling needed to be blessed and approved.
However, looking at the ridicule of the people onlookers just now, we can know that the position of Haotian Dao in the Tang Empire is far from comparable to those of the same people in those countries. Although the priest of the South Gate of Haotian Dao was named the Grand Master of the Tang Dynasty, the whole world knows that the relationship between the South Gate of Haotian Dao and the Xiling, where the Haotian Dao worship subject is located, has always been detached. In the hands of His Majesty, Xiling was completely unable to intervene.
There are even rumors that Haotian Dao was forbidden to preach in the territory when the Great Tang Empire was founded!
According to the truth, Haotian Dao, known as the world’s first orthodox church, has hundreds of millions of believers, and is extremely powerful. It is impossible for them to endure such suppression and humiliation. In fact, they did not tolerate it. Everyone believed that it was seventeen. After the historical curtain of the Tang Dynasty, there must be the shadow of the Kingdom of God in Xiling.
The Allied Forces of the Seventeen Nations, which were known as millions, entered the territory of the Tang Empire, but they were directly crushed to pieces by the imperial iron cavalry that was flourishing like the rising sun. Then, the army of the Tang Dynasty attacked Yanggu Pass like a wave. , Swept the world and broke countless cities. After this magnificent battle, the so-called coalition forces dissipated like ice and snow. Among them, the three kingdoms were directly conquered by Datang and became the three prefectures of Hebei Province. These three prefectures were also the three prefectures that were squeezed the most during Emperor Taizu of the Tang Dynasty.
The puzzling thing is that in this magnificent world battle, Xiling Kingdom has always been out of the picture, and the countless hidden powerhouses in the Haotian Dao Sect have never taken action. Perhaps because of this, when the power was re-divided after the war, the Datang Empire did not deliberately conquer Haotian Dao, and Haotian Dao finally obtained the qualification to preach in Datang.
After this battle, the Tang Empire established its status as the hegemon of the world. Haotiandao still has the most followers in the world, one in the secular and the other in religion. It is annoying to sit and watch because they have no hands-on grasp of each other, so Pretending to not see each other, gradually losing interest in each other's hands.
This situation has lasted for thousands of years, and it has not changed at all. Therefore, Haotian Dao is still aloof elsewhere. Even the smallest Taoist temple in Datang must pay taxes. In other places, all people are followers of Haotian Dao. In Datang, even the South Gate of Haotian Dao controlled by the court thinks. To attract believers, we have to send out practitioners to perform tricks on the streets for the people of Datang to watch...
Walking in the rain and under the **** umbrella, Ning Que thought of the previous scene, couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, and said: "Speaking of that old way is really pitiful, I don't know our national teacher of Datang Will it be the same for adults in the palace."
Sangsang held a **** umbrella with his right hand and shoulder. In his left hand, he was eating a piece of his wife's cake I don't know where he bought from, and he slurred and said, "Master, it seems you like Chang'an. "
"One side of water, soil and one city raises one person, but the taste of people can in turn change the taste of this city." Ning Que replied with a smile: "I like Chang'an rather than Chang'an people."
As he said this, he suddenly frowned and said: "Three, four, seven...eight."
Sangsang was stunned, put his wife's cake into his small mouth, and quickly reached a certain position on his back with his left hand and scratched it twice. Ning Que frowned, took the heavy black umbrella in her hand, and corrected: "No, it's still seven or seven."
"Got it."
The city of Chang'an where the spring rains stretch, between straight streets and alleys, among tall buildings with flying eaves, and among pedestrians with umbrellas and clothes, walking a **** umbrella that looks like a lotus in black dust. Under the **** umbrella, Sangsang held his wife's cake in one hand and kept tickling Ning Que with the other. The faces of the master and servant were full of joy and contentment.
Except for umbrellas and horse-drawn carriage shops, there are probably no businessmen in the world who would like the rainy spring in Chang'an every year, and brothels are no exception. Because of the accident that happened outside the side entrance a few days ago, the Red Sleeve Trick was forcibly closed overnight, and some unlucky rumors were spread. Now the fine rain outside the building is suitable for playing piano and painting, but in broad daylight It looks really deserted.
The girls who are eligible to own a small courtyard can't help but gather to the front of the building lonely today. After meeting Jane, they gather in the silk bamboo room and eat melon seeds bored and chat to pass the time until Ning Que is the second master and servant. When people stepped in, this situation suddenly changed, and for a while, silver bells of laughter filled the hall.
In a quiet room on the top floor, a man about forty years old watched this scene and looked at the appearance of the girls under him. He couldn't help frowning, and murmured displeasedly: "One by one, I really regard myself as a okay lady, Meng San, ask everyone Jane... Remember to be more submissive... Who is that boy? If there is no background, I will drive him away. I will spend money to raise him. Miss, you are not here to chat with him."
"I advise you not to be rough with that boy, because...he is my last tenant."
At the small wine table, a middle-aged man looked at him with a smile and said, with the saber at his waist quietly resting aside, this man is the owner of all the shops in Lin 47 Lane.