Nightwatcher Chapter 67: Luo Yuheng’s shock

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On the top floor of the Star Observation Building, Jianzheng left the Eight Diagrams Terrace without knowing when, staring sharply at the carving knife in Xu Qi'an's hand.

Did you choose him too... At this moment, this "god" in the eyes of Dafeng's people who has been in the capital for five hundred years, muttered to himself.

"Hahaha......"

Emperor Yuan Jing looked up to the sky and screamed. With both hands down, he stood in the tallest building in Dafeng, listening to the joy of his people. This is Dafeng’s victory and his victory.

Buddha, this time, under his feet.

"It's so good not to kneel," Yuan Jing said with emotion: "For many years, there hasn't been such an outstanding young man in the capital for many years."

"Ahhhhh..."

Bibi broke out a harsh scream and stamped his feet excitedly, "I won, Huaiqing, the dog minion won. He is my person and my person."

Huai Qing looked at Xu Qi'an who was unconscious, and there seemed to be obsession in Yingying's eyes.

She is an extremely brilliant woman, noble and arrogant, even if she is the champion, she is still acceptable in Huaiqing's eyes. There are countless talents in the capital, and only Wei Yuan can truly admire Princess Huaiqing.

The Dean Zhao Shou is a respectable elder, but not enough to make her admire.

At this moment, Huaiqing recalled Xu Qi'an's various deeds. The tax and silver case had just emerged, and he secretly designed to frame Zhou Li, the servant of the household department, to completely eliminate hidden dangers.

Then he joined the guards, cut the silver gong with swords, went to jail, and was ordered to investigate the Sangbo case..........The investigation of the Yunzhou case was almost independently completed, and then the 400 rebels He died in battle and returned to Beijing... was ordered to investigate the Fufei case.

During this period, a masterpiece handed down was published every three weeks, which inspired Dafeng Rulin.

Up to now, instead of Sitianjian and Buddhism, he used the sword twice to forcefully beat back the confidence of the people in Beijing.

On the Daoism, the obsession of the old monk under the Bodhi tree was relieved, so that the dignified second-grade Arhat had an epiphany and enlightened Mahayana Buddhism.

Afterwards, Qingguangtian came from outside, and he destroyed the magic weapon of Arhat with one blow.

Princess Huaiqing has never seen such a brilliant man, never.

The female family members cheered, and the civil and military officials laughed...In the explosion of cheers, Xu Pingzhi sat paralyzed on the chair, as if he was emptied of strength.

Almost so little, he was snatched by Buddhism with a big handle.

Amid the boiling cheers of the people in the capital and the enthusiastic shouts, the master Xu Qi'an was not interested, Xu Erlang silently walked over and carried his eldest brother.

After all, I was the one who defeated everything...Xu Erlang thought.

He was carrying Xu Qi'an towards the direction of a group of fighters, and he glanced at the carving knife that Xu Qi'an was holding tightly in his hand.

What is this, it seems to be a carving knife?

Looking at the appearance, it seems to be the "pen" used by scholars in ancient times. There was no paper at that time, and the writing was on bamboo slips. The readers held a carving knife and wrote on the bamboo slips their talents.

Where did the carving knife come from? No one will pay attention later, so let's sneak in from the big brother! Xu Erlang is a little greedy, this kind of antiquities is very tempting to scholars.

Du'errohan stood in despair, not feeling distressed about the damage of the golden bowl, but he regretted that such a natural and wise Buddha had failed to convert to Buddhism.

"Uncle Master..."

Monk Jingchen looked at Xu Erlang’s back, looked at Xu Qi’an on his shoulders, and said in a deep voice: “Xu Shizhu is a genius bestowed by the heavens to Buddhism, the founder of Mahayana Buddhism, Master Uncle must take him back to the Western Regions. ."

Du'errohan pondered for a long time, and sighed: "Fine, the fate has not arrived."

Monk Jingchen was not reconciled. He seemed to have thought of something. He looked back at the star-gazing building, opened his mouth, and finally chose silence.

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The battle between Buddhism and Sitianjian is over, but the aftermath of this wonderful event is still going on.

In a restaurant, a middle-aged man in a shabby blue shirt, carrying an empty hip flask, crossed the threshold, entered the lobby on the first floor, and went straight to the counter.

"The shopkeeper, I heard that as long as I talk to you about the battle, you will give a pot of wine for free?"

The shopkeeper with goat's whiskers smiled and nodded, "You can also drink and say, the shop will give you a dish of peanuts."

The middle-aged man hesitated. He originally wanted to take the wine home to drink, but the shopkeeper gave too much, and said: "Okay, then drink here, hurry, get peanuts."

The shopkeeper beckoned, summoned Xiao Er, and offered a jug of wine and a plate of peanuts to the middle-aged man in the shabby blue shirt.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt took a sip of wine, picked up two more peanuts and threw it in his mouth, slowly saying:

"The Buddhist Arhat threw the golden bowl on the ground, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, the thunder intertwined, and the sky turned into a Buddha realm. In this Buddha realm, there are four levels. The first level is called the Eight Ku Array. , Said to be used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the mind of the Buddha.......

"This second level is called King Kong Formation, the shopkeeper, do you know who the King Kong is?"

The middle-aged man looks at the shopkeeper.

"Isn't that the little monk in Nancheng." The shop Xiaoer sneered.

"That's right, isn't it just a little monk." The drinker at the side table echoed.

"You all know..." The middle-aged man in the blue shirt was taken aback.

"We haven't slashed Xu Yinluo, any King Kong is undefeated, they are all paper tigers, bah." The expression of the drinker who spoke was filled with the pride of the people in Beijing.

Just a day ago, I mentioned the little monk Jingsi. They gritted their teeth and said, "The great master is like a cloud, can't even a little monk solve it?"

Incompetent furious.

But now, referring to the little King Kong monk, even the people in the market, proudly straightened his chest, and sneered disdainfully: But so.

These are all the face that Xu Qi'an has struggled with in the process of fighting, and the confidence he has rebuilt.

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt looked at the shopkeeper in amazement: "You have known it a long time ago, so this is the rule?"

"Different people see different things, check the missing pieces." The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Today I guarded the restaurant and failed to see Doufa, a great regret in my life.

"You can only taste it again and again afterwards, and drink a little wine, then regret becomes a pleasure."

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt nodded, and continued: "...After that Xu Yinluo came out, one poem one by one..."

"Wait." The shopkeeper suddenly stopped, and said: "The sea is at the end of the sky, and I am the peak of martial arts? Are you sure there is this poem? Many people in front of me have told me this paragraph, but they all Did not say."

The middle-aged man in the blue shirt nodded vigorously: "Yes, there is this sentence, I read a book more than ten years ago, a few poems will not remember?"

"His....... This is strange." The shopkeeper frowned.

At this time, a person from the rivers and lakes "coughed" and whispered: "The shopkeeper, whoever talked to you about this, are all rivers and lakes."

The shopkeeper's counter-question: "Is there a problem?"

"Hey!" The people from the rivers and lakes waved their hands: "You ordinary people don't care, just say it, but as a martial artist, who dares to say such things in the audience? It's not a death or a beating. "

The shopkeeper suddenly realized that the martial artist is brave and fierce, and most people don't see anyone arrogant. He often draws his sword at each other just because the other party says something inappropriate. This kind of thing happens from time to time even in the strict Beijing.

"I collected another good poem. This is Xu Shikui's poem. Quickly, get me paper and pen." The shopkeeper became excited and ordered Xiao Er.

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The Hanlin Academy.

The Imperial Academy belongs to the cabinet, and is responsible for compiling books and history, drafting edicts, attending to the royal family members, and serving as an imperial examination examiner.

The three most respectable positions in the dynasty are the Imperial History of the Imperial Court, the Six Sections of the Ministry of Affairs, and the Imperial Academy.

In terms of status, the Imperial Academy ranks first, because the Imperial Academy also has a name: Storage Phase Cultivation Base.

Dafeng served as the first assistant, all of whom came out of the imperial academy. In other words, only the princes in the imperial academy can join the cabinet, become a bachelor, and even the official appointee.

The only exception is that nobles or princes can directly pass the Imperial Court and enter the cabinet to hold the power.

However, civil officials cannot do this. Civil officials must enter the Imperial Academy if they want to join the cabinet. In the Hanlin Academy, only Grade One and Grade Two Jinshi can enter.

At this moment, the **** on duty in Emperor Yuanjing's bedroom was standing in the hall of the Imperial Academy scolding the princes.

"The victory of this battle, isn't your majesty employing talents? Isn't it because the court cultivated Xu Yinluo to have merit? Look at what you write, all of them are born in the first class, so you can't write history. ."

The **** threw the book to the ground: "Rewrite."

The expressions of the Qingguis at the scene changed. After they returned to the Hanlin Academy, they didn't even eat any food. With a sense of enthusiasm, they wrote with ink.

Today's fighting method will be recorded in the annals of history and passed on to future generations. There is no doubt. But how to write is very particular about it.

Any event that raises the country’s prestige must be recorded positively in the history books, symbolizing honor and glory.

The person in power, that is, Emperor Yuan Jing, wanted to take a while.

Of course, other emperors would make the same choice as Emperor Yuanjing when they encountered such an opportunity.

A young editor Shen said: "People are selected by the supervisor, and Xu Yinluo contributes to the fight. What does this have to do with your majesty? As editors and editors of the Imperial Academy, we not only write history books for the court, but also It is to write history for the descendants of future generations."

The **** sneered, and said in a strange manner: "Several people can enter the Imperial Academy, it is a gift from your majesty. It will be sooner or later to enter the cabinet in the future. The sun and the moon are shining and the future is boundless.

"If you make your Majesty unhappy, assign them to the outside world. Tsk tsk, this is a great future, let alone the sun and the moon, even the stars are gone.

"Your Majesty means that the length of the article will remain the same, and he will describe the fighting method and the process of his majesty's selection. As for Xu Yinluo's praise of his merits, he is young after all, and there will be opportunities in the future.

"Masters, do you understand."

The young editor grabbed the inkstone and smashed it over and hit the eunuch's chest. The ink stained the python robe. The **** made a muffled sound and backed away.

"Do you dare to hit our house?" The **** was furious.

"You are the one who beat you." The editor pointed at the **** and yelled: "This time the Western Regions mission entered Beijing, first King Kong was sitting in Nancheng and Master Beicheng gave a lecture; then there was Dharma who came to the world and questioned the supervisor.

"Then Si Tianjian fought against Buddhism, Xu Shikui tried his best to turn the tide and defeat Buddhism's spirit. Without him, the court would lose face this time. Why can't it sing praises, and why should I reduce pen and ink. Young heroes, the officials admire, If he is a scholar, I will worship him as a teacher.

"Get out of the officer, the Hanlin Academy is not a place where you can go wild."

"Get out." Other Qinggui grabbed the things that he could grab around, and slammed his brain over, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, book and pen holder.....

The **** fled in embarrassment and left the imperial court.

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Lingbao View.

Wearing a gorgeous palace dress, the hem of the skirt dragged to the ground, and the woman wearing precious jewelry came to the inner courtyard, with a dignified manner and a gentle voice, she ordered:

"Let’s go down first, you two, I have something to say to the national teacher."

The two girls accompanying them exited the yard.

The woman suddenly became lively, carrying the skirt, trot into the quiet room, yelling: "Guo Shi, why didn't you see you in today's fight? Did you see today's fight?"

In the quiet room, wearing a black robes, wearing a lotus crown, with neatly combed hair, Luo Yuheng, with a smooth forehead and a beautiful face, sitting on the futon, looking at the woman who came in, said lightly:

"Not interested."

"Then you may miss the good show."

The veiled woman came to the desk and sat down and said: "Today's fighting technique is wonderful. It's more interesting than the performance of a troupe. I will tell you..."

She twittered, telling Luo Yuheng vividly about the process of fighting.

"You said, he broke the eight bitter formation with a single knife?" Luo Yuheng frowned.

"Yes, it's amazing, what's the matter." The veiled woman asked.

It is the supervisor who is helping him and mobilizing the power of all beings for him..........Luo Yuheng pondered for a moment and said: "You continue."

The veiled woman told her that Xu Qi'an smashed the Diamond Formation with a single knife. Luo Yuheng did not make a statement. When she heard the old monk talk about the Dharma and made D'Eroghan enlighten, the woman said with emotion:

"Although I still don't understand the greatness of Mahayana Buddhism, it sounds amazing."

Mahayana Buddhism...How could he have such an understanding? A look of shock flashed in Luo Yuheng's beautiful eyes.

"These are nothing. The most exciting is the fourth stage...At that time, the golden body appeared and forced the disciple to kneel. At this time, the most interesting scene appeared... ....."

The veiled woman has bright eyes and poured herself a sip of tea.

Luo Yuheng smiled and said: "Drink slowly, Nan Zhi, have you noticed one thing?"

"What's the matter."

"You used to come to me to watch, always yelling about being bored and want to go out to play. But now, you don't talk about being bored anymore, not only don't you, but in everything you talked to me, Xu Qi'an was involved in a few words."

The veiled woman was taken aback. She stared at Luo Yuheng for a moment, reduced her vivacious temperament, and became a reserved and dignified lady again, with a slight estrangement and a calm tone: "What do you mean."

Luo Yuheng smiled and shook his head: "Just to remind you that you have a husband. Your husband is King Huai, a third-rank martial artist. He guards the border and is not in the capital.

"But there are so many confidants and eyes and ears in the capital, you must not have too much involvement with Xu Qi'an, otherwise you will harm him."

The veiled woman sneered, with a proud tone: "How could I be involved with a disciple who has become a teacher, are you burying me?"

"That's fine," Luo Yuheng nodded, "Actually, you don't tell me, I also know what happened afterwards, it is nothing more than the fact that the law is broken for no reason, or the supervisor has taken action?"

Siccai~IndoMTL.com~ She has noticed that the power of all beings is swelling up, and then everything is calm.

Either the supervisor secretly assisted, or he acted openly.

After all, in the capital, Emperor Yuanjing lacked his luck and his cultivation base was weak. The only sorcerer who could mobilize the power of all beings, the sorcerer was the first-class, supervising righteousness!

"No."

The veiled woman shook her head in a cold tone.

This stingy woman, always put on her face.........Luo Yuheng smiled, holding a tea cup, and asked: "No?"

"A clear light fell from the sky, breaking the golden body and the Buddha realm." She whispered:

"I was close at the time, and I can see it clearly. It was a carving knife."

Knife? !

There seemed to be a thunderbolt in her ears, Luo Yuheng shook her hand, and the warm tea splashed out, and her beautiful face suddenly solidified.

It’s not Jianzheng......... Jianzheng can’t dominate the Confucian carving knife...........Luo Yuheng said solemnly: "The carving knife, where is the carving knife? , What happened later, please tell me carefully."

Her tone was eager, and there was a hint of excitement that could not be concealed. The veiled woman had never seen Luo Yuheng have such a rich emotional fluctuation, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

"Say it!" Luo Yuheng leaned forward and drank it.

".........The carving knife broke the law."

"Did the carving knife escape after breaking the law, or stay on the scene? Xu...Xu Qi'an did he touch the carving knife?" Luo Yuheng stared at her scorchingly, as if this One point is very important.

"Yes, he stabbed the image in the temple." The woman raised her right arm and made a forward "stabbing" gesture.

Luo Yuheng was stunned.

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PS: There is a chapter before twelve o'clock.