Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 177 I want you to help me practice!

In front of Famen Temple.

The torches were set up one by one, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Wei Xuanzhen, magistrate of Fufeng County, stood at the front on horseback.

He is dressed in a light green official robe from the seventh rank, and in the ranks of Beijing officials, he is bound to be a humble man who has to walk aside when walking in the imperial city.

However, at this moment, Li Yan and Yang Zaisi, who were watching the scarlet robes, walked out, while Wei Xuanzhen waited for the two to leave the temple gate before getting off the horse steadily.

Then he stood where he was and made a cross-hand salute: "Your Majesty has met Deputy Envoy Li, Langzhong Yang!"

Yang Zaisi still wanted to work hard: "When the envoys entered the post in the county, I also saw Wei Ming's mansion. I don't know why they came here?"

Wei Xuanzhen said: "I heard that there are monks in Famen Temple who corrupted the law and corrupted my reputation, so I'm here to arrest you!"

Yang Zaisi didn't expect him to be so direct, and his face darkened: "Famen Temple is a royal temple, so it is not under the management of Fufeng County according to the law?"

Wei Xuanzhen said forcefully: "Sitian temple registration is not under the management of the prefecture and county, but this person's name is used to slander me, it is only natural for me to take him!"

Yang Zaisi's tone also raised: "It's only natural, magistrate Wei, don't stretch your hands too far, go back quickly!"

Wei Xuanzhen said coldly: "In the eyes of my subordinates, it's because your hands are stretched too far. What does the envoys have to do with Famen Temple when they go to Tibet? Asking a monk who knows guests for no reason, and talking nonsense, is asking for it. trouble!"

A tactful person like Yang Zaisi was pissed off, and he was no longer willing to mediate, so he took the initiative to take a step back: "Deputy Envoy Li, please come forward!"

Li Yan did not open his mouth to save face, and now he is no longer polite: "It can be seen that the case involving the monk Kuanji of Famen Temple is indeed related to the hidden Tubo rebellion in the court, and the Ming government of a county has openly committed it. Deliberately prevent the envoys from here."

Wei Xuanzhen was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed.

He had bent down slightly before, at least on the surface to maintain etiquette, but now he straightened up, glared at the two people on the steps, and scolded: "The two envoys were deceived by the thieves and monks. This place is under my Fufeng rule, how can it cause turmoil?" , Come on, rush into the temple for me, and tie the thief monk out!"

"Yes!!"

The whole county government suddenly agreed to the promise, and it turned out that the county captain Fakao took the lead and led the crowd to rush inside.

"you!"

Yang Zaisi retreated subconsciously.

He wasn't afraid, but he was unwilling to have a direct confrontation.

The envoys had just left Beijing for three days, and before they arrived in Tubo, they clashed with the local county government. Even if they were not at fault, they would be dishonored.

Obviously Wei Xuanzhen relied on this point, and at the same time, he still had the prestige to mobilize his subordinates and listen to his orders, which was very scary.

Facing the yamen servants rushing over, Li Yan remained motionless, and said calmly, "Where are the monks? Hurry up and protect the monastery!"

"Yes!!"

A group of monks poured out from the rear, headed by Fawen who was guarding the stupa, and guarded the gate of the temple with wooden sticks in formation.

Wei Xuanzhen's pupils contracted, and he shouted loudly at the monk: "Presumptuous, how dare you disobey orders!"

Fa Ming walked out from behind, gritted his teeth and said, "This is a royal temple, where Buddha bone relics are enshrined. Please don't make mistakes in Wei Ming's residence!"

Not to mention that Li Yan held the handle of Du Ju, even if there was no black history, they couldn't let the government servants rush in and search like this.

Otherwise, the majesty of the monastery will really be gone, and it will be up to you in the future.

Seeing that a large-scale conflict was really going to happen, the county captain also didn't dare to charge again, and stopped with all the yamen servants, turning his head to look at Wei Xuanzhen.

Wei Xuanzhen's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he bent down again, cupped his hands to Li Yan and said, "Vice Envoy Li, I offended you just now, can you hand over the thief monk to the lower officials, Wei Shi will definitely accept it!"

Li Yanli ignored him, and looked at Yang Zaisi: "Brother Zaisi, this is the wildness of the place!"

Yang Zaisi smiled wryly: "After I learned the classics, I became an official in Wannian County in the middle of the capital. I really saw it today..."

In terms of a comfortable environment and a bright future, Beijing officials can naturally look down on local officials.

But in terms of the use of power, on the contrary, the local officials say that they are the same, and the eight or nine ranks can run rampant in the local area.

Fufeng is fairly close to Chang'an, and Wei Xuanzhen dared to do that. One can imagine that in places where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, the local leaders are really like heaven.

This is also why the imperial power must tolerate the high-ranking gentry, because the local area is managed by the children of these entangled families, and the decree issued from Chang'an needs their cooperation if it wants to be issued to the states and counties.

The emperor with mature political skills adopted a suppressive attitude towards the gentry, rather than blatantly suppressing them, otherwise he would shake the foundation of his rule.

Seeing that the two chatted by themselves, Wei Xuanzhen's complexion became more and more gloomy under the swaying firelight, but he did not move and did not leave.

Li Yan and Yang Zaisi looked at each other.

It's a big deal.

It's the same as when Cui Shouye heard Dou Decheng mention Li Sichong's involvement in the Jiangnan case, he immediately forcibly sealed it up.

With such an obvious behavior, you can see that there is a problem at a glance, but if you don't stop it, the trouble will become bigger.

The same is true for Wei Xuanzhen now, he dared to be so tough because of his family background, at worst, he would pat his ass and become an official in another place.

But at such a price, Kuanji must be taken down, so it can be seen that along this line, big fish can be caught.

In view of this, Li Yan said in a low voice: "Brother Zaisi, please ask Shen Jiyi to lead someone to guard the criminal carefully."

Yang Zai thought clearly, but was a little worried: "Yuan Fang, you are here..."

Li Yan smiled, took out the secret scroll of Weishijin, and read it by the light of the torch: "Don't worry, it's bright here, I just happened to read the book."

Yang Zaisi cupped his hands in admiration, turned and left.

Li Yan wasn't pretending, he really looked at it, and quickly put himself into it.

"All dharmas have no substance. With my heart, I know all appearances..."

Li Yan seems to understand a lot of theoretical knowledge in front of him.

It seems that I understand something, but it seems that I don't know anything.

But for the next practice and practice, he will be good at it.

"The first five consciousnesses refer to the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body that can distinguish external objects;"

"The sixth consciousness refers to the consciousness with apperception such as imagination and thinking;"

"The seventh consciousness refers to the mana consciousness as the potential self-awareness;"

"The eighth consciousness refers to the alaya consciousness that is the root and core of the first seven consciousnesses."

The route of Consciousness-only Strength cultivation is actually very simple. It is to first practice the first five consciousnesses, then develop the sixth, seventh, and eighth consciousnesses, and finally reach the state of "consciousness-only without boundary, only consciousness can change".

The essence of this school was basically lost in later generations, because compared with other Buddhist schools, it was too difficult, and it was virtually eliminated.

However, many nouns have been left behind, which have been widely used and widely circulated.

Li Yan studied the cultivation methods and understood in his heart:

"No wonder Master Kuji said that consciousness-only strength cannot be practiced with military strength. It is indeed two opposite routes, one moving and one still."

"Baisheng energy is the extreme of movement, but consciousness energy is the extreme of stillness."

"However, I only have the true transmission of Baisheng Jin, there is no secret transmission, and judging from the secret transmission of the knowledge-only strength, the ultimate success of this strength method is to move from the static."

After comparing, Li Yan came up with an idea.

He wanted to practice this so-called Buddhist strength method that is the most difficult to practice.

According to a conservative estimate, it would be useless, but his fundamental aptitude is the best in the world, so why be conservative!
Just do what he said, he stood in place, the strength in his body was moving and changing.

The rush of qi and blood that used to be like a big river slowed down, and began to restrain its edge.

It was very uncomfortable at first.

It's not that you can't restrain your sharpness, there are similar knacks in the full-strength bowstring, and it's not difficult to get started.

What is uncomfortable is the extremely quiet practice method.

It is absolutely impossible for Baishengjin to stand up and practice like this, and he must attack with a knife. Even if it is Danyuanjin, Li Yan is used to stepping on his feet and constantly attacking.

At this time, I have to suppress that instinct, and the whole person becomes more and more quiet, but I have to keep abreast of the movements of the outside world at any time.

Failed again and again.

Try again and again.

Finally, his hairs stood on end, and he clearly felt the malice and resentment around him.

The eyes are like small invisible needles piercing the skin.

eye awareness.

Not only is one's own eyesight enhanced, but one can also clearly grasp and respond to other people's gazes.

Li Yan frowned suddenly.

But the next moment, the induction disappeared instantly, and I couldn't grasp it.

But still happy in my heart.

Facts have proved that it can be done!
At that moment just now, he sensed that not only Wei Zhenxuan and Fufeng County were full of malice towards him, but even the monks standing behind who were forced to protect the temple were also doing the same.

In the eyes of the monks, it was this guy who came to the temple and found that the pedestal of the relic was not right.

In the end, they were forced to confront the county government, and resentment naturally gathered.

Alas, I don't know good people, this is to investigate hidden dangers and prevent them before they happen!
"However, it's just such an environment, which is suitable for practicing consciousness-only strength!"

Li Yan vaguely understands why Buddhist monks nowadays, not to mention proficient, can't even get started with Consciousness-Weijin.

Because the environment is different.

Xuanzang created this method, which is the road to the west, surrounded by wolves, tigers and leopards, various natural disasters, and man-made crises.

Under such arduous conditions, Xuanzang overcame many difficulties, developed his five senses to the extreme, cultivated the sixth consciousness, and laid the foundation of consciousness-only power.

On the other hand, monks live a comfortable life and don't think about work, so they can't understand Xuanzang's hardships at all. Unless they are extremely talented, it is really difficult to get started.

At this moment, Li Yanfu's heart is full, and he uses the evil thoughts of the people around him to help him practice!
"Is this person really going to spend the night with us?"

Gradually, Wei Zhenxuan couldn't hold on anymore.

It was already in the middle of the night, and he heard a sound behind him, and the originally vertical torch was shaking.

Apparently the yamen servant couldn't resist exhaustion and began to feel drowsy.

But the temple was quiet, and there was no signal.

This shows that the retainer he sent in did not succeed, and Kuan Ji was still under the control of the other party.

"Aha..."

Wei Zhenxuan couldn't help but yawned, knowing that he couldn't wait any longer, he waved his hands behind his back.

The bad guy was refreshed.

Compared with the yamen servants, they are obviously more accustomed to night activities, and they are ready to move at this moment, ready to rush over and capture the monk.

The monks on the other side also showed obvious signs of exhaustion. As long as they raised their voices violently, they would be able to disperse them and establish a victory without large-scale conflicts.

"Prepare……!"

However, just as the bad guy at the head was about to give an order, Li Yan, who was immersed in the scroll, suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

It's not radiant, just looking at each other peacefully.

But after staring at it for a moment, the bad guy lowered his head, feeling sweaty and guilty.

"Illusion?"

His back was covered in cold sweat, and he looked up again, only to find that Li Yan's gaze was turned away to look at his partner beside him.

The partner's hand had just held the handle of the knife, but he also froze in place, not daring to move.

Ever since, Li Yan looked over one by one.

Every bad person met his gaze, as if being poured on the head by a basin of cold water.

finally.

Wei Zhenxuan's hands behind his back were all shaking, and the bad guys didn't respond.

He was really puzzled, turned his head and glared fiercely.

However, he found that the elites under his command were downcast one by one, and their fighting spirit had been completely wiped out.

Li Yan lowered his head, looked at the theoretical knowledge in front of Weishijin again, inexplicably gained some comprehension, and continued to immerse himself in cultivation.

This little episode is unknown to outsiders.

Not to mention the eyelid-fighting yamen servants in Fufeng County, even the monks holding sticks on the side of Famen Temple were not noticed.

Only Faming looked at Li Yan, as if seeing the host.

The two sides obviously have no similarities at all, but they have a similar temperament.

That kind of temperament that is neither happy nor sad, and everything is not lingering in the heart.

Faming clasped his hands together, showing deep awe.

It turned out to be the case.

This tea seller who is definitely not for nothing...

It's the Buddha's son facing the dust!

　Thanks to the book friends "JokingPoet", "Knowledge", "Iron Horse, Golden Ge and Jade Slips", and "Xianhe" for their rewards.

　　
　
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