Chapter 118 Monk Daoyan

Outside the Yan King's Villa, everyone helped Xiao Fan carry a few heavy silver boxes and walk out of Wuyi Lane, stopping at the corner of the alley.

Xiao Fan casually pushed one of the silver boxes in front of the Jinyiwei and said heroically: "Thank you for your hard work today, brothers, I will give you this box of silver to you."

Everyone was immediately excited. Looking at the weight of the box, there were at least one thousand taels of silver. Each person could get dozens of taels. This was a fortune from heaven.

"Thank you for your kind gift. I am willing to go through fire and water for you!" Everyone replied in unison with their fists.

With Lord Xiao not only can he rampage the capital without scrupulously, but also get money. Lord Xiao is such a good man! With such a kind-hearted good boss, how could everyone refuse to serve him?

Xiao Fan looked at the Jinyiwei with a smile and looked grateful. He suddenly looked excited and shouted loudly: "Follow me-"

Everyone replied: "There is meat to eat!"

"That's right!"

The inner hall of the Xiao family.

Xiao Huamei was like a happy little bee, her eyes emitting exquisite silver light, and she hugged the three large silver boxes placed in the hall greedily and hungryly, but she refused to let go if she died.

"My husband, we're sending it again!" Xiao Huamei clenched her small fist excitedly and whispered in excitement.

"Why do you say it again?" Xiao Fan was stunned and then realized, well, that's right.

"Mr...." After Xiao Huamei was excited, she gently pulled Xiao Fan's sleeve: "Mr. Did you just robbed me?"

"Ah? Why did you say this?"

Why is this girl full of violent thoughts? Can’t I make money by robbing the way?

"Where did your husband Bujiedao get so much money?"

This is a bit difficult to explain...

"Do you still remember the great charity who gave us the last time? It was the three thousand taels buried in the ground."

"Remember." Xiao Huamei had a particularly deep impression of the great charity.

"Well, that great charity has made another kind heart, and this time I have sent us so much..." Xiao Fan tried his best to explain it simply.

"We must thank him, my husband." Xiao Huamei had a kind heart and knew how to repay kindness.

Xiao Fan stroked her head docilely and said with a smile: "I have thanked him, really."

Xiao Huamei smiled with relief: "There is a lot of money and a stupid person. My husband should have a good relationship with him. In the future, our family will not be short of money... My husband, who is this great charity?"

"The great charity is named Zhu and Di, and he is the fourth prince of the present day and is named King of Yan."

When Xiao Huamei heard Zhu Di's name, her pretty face suddenly changed, and her originally happy smile suddenly became much darker.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy if our family has made a fortune again?" Xiao Fan looked at Huamei curiously. He didn't understand why he was fine, but the little girl changed her face.

Xiao Huamei tried hard to smile and said with a smile: "Happy, my husband, I'm very happy."

"There is another thing that I think may be very valuable, so I touched it."

Xiao Fan lifted the hem of his robe with great enthusiasm, put his hand into his crotch, and tried hard to pull it out in a very indecent manner. Under the astonished gaze of the eyebrows, he finally took out a green and green emerald Maitreya Buddha. Maitreya smiled and looked at Xiao Fan and the others with a silly look.

"This... was also given by someone else?" Xiao Huamei looked shocked.

"This... was not given by someone else." Xiao Fan explained with a hint of embarrassment: "...I looked at a Buddha statue that was quite pleasing to me. I saw that they didn't cherish it and put it around everywhere, and felt a little regretful, so I came back to help them keep it..."

"Is this Buddha statue... very valuable?" Xiao Huamei was amazed.

"This Buddha statue is made of good ice jade. It is green and transparent, with pure water color. Of course it is valuable! And it is worth a lot of money." In the inner hall of the Xiao family, Zhu Yunwen carefully appreciated it for a long time before he reluctantly retracted his eyes and formally concluded.

Xiao Fan was so happy: "It seems that my hand is simply a golden hand, specializing in touching valuable things... Your Highness, how much is this thing worth?"

"It will cost at least three thousand taels of silver." Zhu Yunwen said confidently.

"That's great! Your Highness, the fat water will not flow to the outsiders' fields. Give me three thousand taels of this Buddha statue to you!" Xiao Fan, who had just finished the case, was eager to get rid of the dirty.

Zhu Yunwen hesitated: "Where did you get this Buddha statue?"

"It was stolen from your Fourth Uncle's house." Xiao Fan said indifferently.

"Cough cough..." Zhu Yunwen choked, his face turned red with a trembling finger at Xiao Fan: "...you, you are so brave."

"You're not empty-handed. You finally got into the Yanwang Villa and didn't get some things out. How can you be worthy of yourself? Less nonsense, I'll sell you three thousand taels of silver. Do you want it?"

Zhu Yunwen looked upright and said solemnly: "Xiao Shidu, how can you do this? This is immoral! The saint said: The patriots do not drink the water from the stolen spring, and the honest ones do not accept the food given by pity. The Buddha statue in your hand is not from the right place. As the grandson of the current dynasty, how could I buy the thief dirty? You underestimate me too much!"

"You really don't want it?"

Zhu Yunwen coughed twice, then raised his chest and said sternly: "...Can you be cheaper?"

“Two thousand five.”

"Two thousand!"

“Two thousand three.”

"Two thousand!"

"...I won't sell you anymore! I'm so stingy, I'm still the grandson."

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"The King of Yan sent someone to assassinate you, let's go?" Zhu Yunwen stared at Xiao Fan, with the light in his eyes very sincere.

Xiao Fan sighed helplessly: "What if I don't forget it? Your Majesty's meaning is so obvious. If I don't obey, wouldn't I be seeking death?"

Zhu Yunwen lowered his head and said with a shameless expression: "It's because my Zhu family is sorry for you, the emperor is ruthless, and the Tian family is ruthless. You almost died of a bad life, but you didn't even give you a single explanation. This matter is really unauthorized."

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "A person's life fighting against the enemy is not a decisive victory or defeat. This time he suffered a loss. I will make up for it next time. As long as I am not dead, I will always take advantage of it. Besides... Your fourth emperor uncle was blackmailed by me this time, which is a little shocking for me. For nothing, I will knock it down in this game. Let's reshuffle it again and play it again. The winner cannot always be the winner, and the loser will not be so unlucky, and he will lose for the rest of his life."

Zhu Yunwen smiled happily and said, "You are open-minded. I have always been worried that you are resentful and depressed, so I came to comfort you, but I didn't expect you to be more open-minded than me."

Xiao Fan smiled bitterly and said, "So what if I can't see it? I'm just a little Jinyiwei Tongzhi. He is a famous vassal king in the world. With my strength, can I defeat him?"

Zhu Yunwen said with a depressed expression: "The more famous he is, the less at ease I feel. The emperor's grandfather is getting worse and worse now, and the limit is not far away. However, he has never heard from the emperor's grandfather about the reduction of the vassals again. It seems that the emperor's grandfather wants to put this matter temporarily. If the emperor's grandfather goes to immortality in the future, the four emperors will be famous all over the world and have more than 100,000 elite soldiers and generals in his hands. At that time, he will be out of constraints. How can I see the existence of me, a weak emperor? How should I deal with myself at that time?"

"While all the vassal kings are now in the capital, why don't you let them line up and strangle them one by one, and you'll be able to kill them one by one?"

Zhu Yunwen looked embarrassed: "This...is not appropriate, I guess they won't be so obedient."

Xiao Fan said meaningfully: "The times have not come, don't act rashly. The vassal king's cancer will always be removed, but it is definitely not now. What you have to do now is to be your crown prince and make good friends with the vassal kings. Never show the intention of reducing the vassal kings, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

Zhu Yunwen nodded vigorously: "I understand your words. I didn't understand them very well before, but now I understand them. Only by showing the enemy as weak can you save yourself and strengthen yourself."

Xiao Fan smiled with relief: "What a smart child..."

Zhu Yunwen's face was dark: "...I am already his father."

Xiao Fan patted his shoulder and said sincerely: "The child has a cute father like you. His life must be very bumpy. When he grows up, he is lucky to become a playboy, but it will be miserable to become a fake girl..."

Zhu Yunwen: "..."

Xiao Fan and Zhu Yunwen were chatting in the inner hall, and the two were laughing and making fun of each other, and the inner hall was filled with joy.

Since ancient times, there have been strict hierarchies between the monarch and the ministers, and they pay attention to the superiority and inferiority of the monarch and the ministers. However, Xiao Fan and Zhu Yunwen seemed to have completely crossed this invisible gap. They ignored the strict hierarchy in the ancient times. They sat together, laughing and joking, and were open and honest, like a pair of children with completely equal origins.

The precious friendship deserves careful care, and there is a warm warmth from the inside out.

Both of them understood that maybe it would be difficult for each other to have such a loyal friend in this life.

Just as we were chatting enthusiastically, I suddenly heard a shrill scream outside the hall.

The two were stunned. At the same time, they looked out and saw a gray figure passing through a ecstasy parabola in the air. Then, with a very beautiful "flat sand and falling geese" style, they flew into the inner hall.

With a bang, after landing in a rather rough manner, he let out another scream of pain.

Xiao Fan quickly came to his senses and hurriedly blocked Zhu Yunwen with his body, and shouted outside the door: "Protect the car!"

"What are you protecting? You're only one breath left. You can't even get up. Are you still afraid of his assassination?" Outside the inner hall, Taixu clapped his hands with a relaxed look on his face and walked in slowly.

Looking at the people who fell on the ground and screamed, Xiao Fan and Zhu Yunwen were stunned.

"Master, did you do this?" Xiao Fan pointed to the person on the ground and asked in surprise.

"good."

After saying that, Taixu squatted down, carefully observed the miserable situation of the people on the ground, and nodded as if he was very satisfied with his own violence index.

"For... why?" Xiao Fan's mind was a little short-circuited. When did the old guy become so violent?

Taixu pointed to the person who rolled in pain on the ground and said, "Didn't you find out he is a monk?"

Xiao Fan and Zhu Yunwen bowed their heads at the same time, and saw the rolling man on the ground wearing a gray monk's robe, his bare head covered with dust, and his spirit looked very embarrassed,... and very painful.

"What's wrong with the monk?" Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out. Could it be that the monk was born to deserve a beating?

Taixu clapped his hands leisurely and said leisurely: "The monk is not bad, but I am a Taoist priest and I am the most disgraceful monk. As the saying goes, monks and Taoists are incompatible, and Taoists beat monks is natural..."

"You...you fart!" The beaten monk lay on the ground and retorted weakly.

Taixu raised his thick eyebrows and said angrily: "Bald donkey, how dare you contradict Taoist, seeking death!"

After saying that, Taixu rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to beat him up, which made the monk scream in sorrow.

Zhu Yunwen, who was standing beside him, wiped his sweat and whispered: "Your master is like this... don't you care?"
To be continued...