Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 242 Suspicious Flaw

In this age of believing in Buddhism and Taoism, funeral rituals are a common custom among the people.

Datang's openness and inclusiveness have enabled many foreign cultures and religions to thrive in this land.

Nestorianism, one of the earliest Christian sects introduced to China, when the missionaries came to Chang'an, Emperor Taizong ordered Prime Minister Fang Xuanling to welcome them out of the city and allowed them to preach in the Tang Dynasty. The court also funded the construction of churches in Chang'an.

This church was built in the 13th year of Zhenguan and is located in Yiningfang, Chang'an. It is called "Persian Temple" and is the earliest known Christian church in China.

To this day, in the Forest of Steles Park in Xi’an, there are still inscriptions on the inscriptions that Nestorianism was introduced to China. The inscriptions on them are original Chinese characters, all of which are ancient Chinese. No one with any culture can understand the Chinese essays written by foreigners.

Of course, tolerance does not mean everything is included. In China, religion and imperial power can never be separated, and it will always serve the imperial power.

The architectural style of the Persian Temple is not a Western spire or Gothic style, but an authentic Chinese style, and what is enshrined inside is not Christ Jesus or the Virgin Mary, but the emperors of the Tang Dynasty.

When any religion comes to China, if it’s a dragon, you have to coil up, or if it’s a tiger, you have to lie down.

It's not just about religion. Thousands of years later, when KFC and McDonald's came to China, didn't they also start selling soy milk fritters and rice bowls?Adding members to pay attention can also white-collar a salted duck egg...

It is the same with Buddhism.

The extremely sacred religion in Asan's place became down-to-earth immediately after coming to China. In order to compete with the local Taoism, Buddhism also had to expand its business for the few believers and incense money.

Not only weddings and funerals, weddings and funerals, but also new members who join the church may really get a salted duck egg.

The monks who walked into Ganjing Village today probably came from the nearby temples just after receiving the religious service.

Most of the weddings and funerals of ordinary people also invite monks and Taoists, especially funerals, which need to be held in a grand manner. Wealthy families invite a group of monks to do it for seven days, and poorer families also invite at least one monk. The monks came over and recited a Sutra of passing away in the mourning hall.

When the old soldier in Zhuangzi died, his descendants invited monks from nearby temples.

Since there were a lot of funeral ceremonies sent by the other courtyard of the Li family, the descendants of the veterans generously invited a group of monks.

The monks walked in from the entrance of the village. They looked solemn and chanted the scriptures in a low voice. They walked all the way to the mourning hall where the coffin was kept, and then each found a futon to sit down.

Looking at this group of strange monks, Li Qinzai's eyes flickered and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But Liu Ahsi and the Buqus became nervous, and unconsciously pressed their hands on the handle of the knife at their waists.

"Relax, people are going to have a funeral, who will you show your ready to kill?" Li Qinzai said calmly.

Liu Ah Si nervously said: "Five Young Master, the village is full of native farmers, but this group of monks are foreigners, if there are assassins among them..."

Li Qinzai still smiled and said, "It's not unreasonable to be worried, but you don't have to be so nervous. You are all good fighters. You must have the demeanor of a master like Ziyuan Tingyuezhi. The result is not important, the posture must be handsome."

Liu Asi smiled wryly, "Fifth Shaolang, it's time like this, and you're still so out of shape..."

Li Qinzai smiled, looking at the monks not far away who bowed their heads and chanted sutras, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

If the assassin chose to infiltrate this group of monks and look for an opportunity to assassinate him, it would be too... bloody, right?

It's better to just beat the gongs and drums to enter the villa, and tell the trilogy and the forbidden army, "I'm going to assassinate Wu Shaolang, you lie down and call Dad."

But Li Qinzai couldn't think of any other way the assassin could use other than infiltrating the monks. The only outsiders who entered the village were these monks. is the only flaw.

However, the flaws were too obvious, which made Li Qinzai a little uneasy.

Can't be so stupid?You don't really intend to use this method to assassinate him, do you?Are ancient people also poisoned by film and television dramas?

Liu Asi whispered: "Wu Shaolang, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, you have already visited the mourning hall, please go back to the other courtyard."

Li Qinzai shook his head: "Escape is not the way. If the assassins are really in it, it's better to finish them once and for all. Today, you can protect me."

Liu Ah Si hesitated for a moment, and said: "The villain calls for more robes, otherwise it will be unreliable."

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In the Li family courtyard.

A Buqu rushed into the courtyard, shouting loudly, and then the Buqu who stayed in the other courtyard quickly assembled in the courtyard, dozens of people lined up in armor, and hurried out towards the mourning hall.

Luye Zanliang was squatting by the well in the backyard, starching and washing clothes for Li Qinzai and Qiao'er, which was his job as a maid.

Hearing the noise coming from the front yard, Luye Sanliang walked to the front yard curiously, and saw dozens of tributaries coming out in armor, and Luye Sanliang hurriedly inquired.

Hearing that a group of monks coming in from outside Zhuangzi was suspicious, Liu Asi, the captain of the team, ordered reinforcements and dispatched them. Lu Ye Zanliang couldn't help being startled, and the face of the peddler in the forest yesterday flashed in his mind.

Luye Zanliang bit his lower lip and thought for a long time, then ran towards the mourning hall set up in the village.

Thoughts are confused, love and hate are blurred.

All she knew was that nothing happened to Li Qinzai.

Even for the sake of the father and clansmen of the Wa Kingdom, and for the survival of thousands of people in the Wa Kingdom, Li Qinzai couldn't do anything wrong.

If there are three ups and two downs in Li Qinzai, the price the Wa Kingdom will have to pay is beyond the reach of his father and subjects.

They will face the monstrous wrath of the Tang emperor, and they will be thunderous.

Luye Zanliang's thoughts were confused, and his footsteps became more and more hurried.

Running to the outside of the mourning hall, I found Li Qinzai standing in the crowd, surrounded by the Li family members, forming a guarding posture around him, looking safe.

Lu Ye Zanliang heaved a sigh of relief, and raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

Li Qinzai saw her and waved to her: "What are you doing here?"

Lu Ye Zanliang steadied his mind and walked over, bowed his head and said: "My servant is a little curious about the funeral ceremony of Tang Dynasty, so..."

Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Just to watch the fun? Don't deny it, the deceased is a funeral, and there are not so many taboos."

Luye Sanliang lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Raising his eyes and casually glanced into the mourning hall, Luye Zanliang's just-relaxed mind suddenly hung high, and a flash of panic flashed across his expression.

Among the group of monks chanting scriptures in the mourning hall, there was a familiar face. It was the salesman who met her in the mountains yesterday, the Japanese envoy to the Tang Dynasty, and the retainer of the middle minister Kamazu.

Today, he is wearing an old monk's robe, his hair is shaved, and he is sitting in the crowd of monks, reciting scriptures with drooping eyes.

Luye Zanliang's frightened expression was only for a moment, but it was perfectly captured by Li Qinzai.

His eyes were serious, but the smile on Li Qinzai's face remained undiminished, and he said, "It seems that there are some acquaintances of yours among the monks?"

Kano Sanliang subconsciously shook his head: "No, no."

Li Qinzai's tone became colder: "To be honest, you and your clan will not pay too heavy a price. You should have thought it through."

(End of this chapter)