Outside the Great Ci'en Temple, Wei Wushuang and Su He were waiting in the car.

"Will you not come?"

"You talk a lot!"

"Wushuang, you are starting to dislike me again!"

"I have despised you since I was a child!"

"You bully me!"

"shut up!"

"I feel panic if I don't speak."

"Why are you feeling panic?"

"I'm worried about my husband."

Silence in the carriage.

The monk from Zhike came out, and then a middle-aged monk came out. He nodded slightly to the carriage, "The master ordered me to go mediate, please ask the two of you to go back."

"Thank you, Master!"

Wei Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned around.

Su He said happily: "What kind of friendship does husband and the mage have? He can help him for the second time."

"I don't know either."

Wei Wushuang was also quite curious, "Why don't you ask me when you go tonight?"

"But I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Wushuang, you are so heartless!"

The carriage gradually faded away.

...

"The people outside shouting and fighting and killing all came to Taishi Bureau. Xiao Jia, you are too ruthless."

Li Chunfeng's eyes were full of curiosity, and he was also very happy to look at the trees on the roadside.

He still maintains freshness about everything in this world.

"It's just interrupting my hands and feet." Jia Ping'an felt that it was not the case. Even if he didn't interrupt Ma Song's hands and feet, those people would still find ways to deal with him.

"Your Majesty sent a message saying that Ma Song was extremely guilty and had sent several servants to be executed, and this time he probably wouldn't be able to survive."

Li Zhi did not retreat at this time, and it was not easy to use this method to support Jia Ping'an in a tough manner.

"Wu Zhaoyi in the palace is said to have stopped offering sacrifices to the two princes in the temple and even made harsh words."

A yellow leaf was blown down by the wind, and Li Chunfeng reached out to catch it, "But what should you do next?"

What can I do?

At present, we can only take one step at a time. Those outsiders dare not take action, otherwise they will be crossing the line.

"They spread news everywhere that you offended the Buddha and had no place to die... Who dares to get close to you?"

This is the Tang Dynasty version of the social death.

"Uncle Li, do you think they are so irritable, but Fang Wairen?"

"Of course not." Li Chunfeng said lightly: "Fangwai people should not care about gains and losses."

This is true.

Jia Ping'an praised: "The Grand Historian is indeed a master who was born."

Li Chunfeng sighed, "But I often get angry!"

Should a slap in the face be so fast?

Jia Ping'an said: "It's just a intentional one, the other is unintentional one."

"This is a good flattery, I've taken it."

When Mr. Li was in a good mood, he analyzed, "There is an ordinary person who can't live there when the rat crosses the street. I have a way to do it..."

"What method?"

Jia Ping'an felt that Mr. Li was digging a hole for him.

Looking at the wrinkles on his face that were smiling, he was entangled, and it was obvious that this pit made him feel relaxed and happy.

What would it be?

Let me be his boy?

That is absolutely impossible. If this is the case, it would be better to go to the south and north of the desert and fight there. When ten or twenty years later, I will return with a lot of military merits and the title of famous generals...

That is returning home in glory!

But what should I do with my wife and children?

The idea then dissipated.

Li Chunfeng glanced at him, "I have summoned some Taoists before, let's go together later. Xiao Jia, if you can persuade them, the monk can't do anything to you!"

hiss!

This idea is indeed awesome.

After the rebellion of the old Li family, in order to show their excellence in their own bloodline, they went around to play tricks. Anyone who is a descendant of the old Li family can be far-fetched.

But as a result, Taoism, who had declined, was helped, and changed from a small transparent to a small transparent pro.

No, it should be called the small transparent super cup.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has always existed. Taoism is like a free cloud and wild crane. Others are disciples who come to find their master, and a master can accept countless disciples.

But Taoism is different. It is a master who seeks disciples. A master who can have two or three disciples can be said to be a master who gives face to him.

This will prevent the Taoism from growing in scale and cannot fight against Buddhism.

But at least it is the royal family's sect to win over relatives!

Is my old Li family shameless?

As a result, the royal family repeatedly supported it, and Taoism at least developed somewhat.

If Taoism supports Master Jia...

Tsk tsk!

This won't start a fight, right?

"Uncle Li, will the fight start?"

"Fight? First of all, you have to move those Taoists." Li Chunfeng felt that he was a little ambitious.

"Isn't it better to plan ahead?" Jia Ping'an was very worried. "We have few people. If we don't talk about the hidden temple slaves, we can crush us with a monk, and we can't beat us!"

"What do you know?" Mr. Li stroked his beard and said calmly: "We have few people in Taoism, but the royal family said that they are my descendants. How can the emperor watch us be beaten and beaten?"

yes!

Li Zhi will raise a banner at that time: It’s too much to deceive others!

Then send troops to suppress it!

That situation is exciting to think about.

The two of them arrived outside a Taoist temple. Jia Ping'an was stunned when he saw it, "Uncle Li, isn't this Yangquan Temple I came to last time? Why did you still come here?"

Li Chunfeng coughed uneasyly, "The scenery here is beautiful."

This is what I say...

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gray look. Is this a beautiful scenery?

Jia Ping'an couldn't help but feel sad, "Uncle Li, is our Taoist sect so desolate?"

Seeing that it could not be hidden, Li Chunfeng sighed: "Yes! Most of our Taoist sects are like idle clouds and wild cranes. Monks come out to register, and ours are better, so those fellow Taoists will run around the world when they get the opportunity."

"Are you going to preach? You're indeed a role model for us."

Preaching?

It's a fool!

Jia Ping'an knows that most people in Taoism are indifferent, like famous mountains and rivers, like to wander around in places where people are rarely visited, and then their minds are sublimated among the mountains and rivers, and during the trek...

But at least I have to flatter Mr. Li and let him say good things to him later.

"Yes!" Li Chunfeng was very pleased, "mostly they go to preach."

The little Taoist priest who led the way looked back at Jia Ping'an from time to time.
To be continued...