The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 630 Recognize the reality!
After a while, Li Muyun suddenly jumped up from the ground: "Damn, I remembered!"

"Damn it, what did you think of?" The three fat guys were making fun of Mu Yu, but they were startled by Li Muyun's sudden voice, and they also sweared violently.

"I know who that Bian is!" Li Muyun said excitedly.

The third fat man's mouth was broken, and he answered casually: "Who is it? Your second uncle?"

Li Muyun surprisingly didn't threaten the fat man this time, nor did he intend to beat him up, but he was a little disappointed: "It would be great if it was my second uncle, then I would have already made a fortune."

The third fat man who was still expecting something amazing from Li Muyun rolled his eyes, turned his head and said to Mu Yu: "Cut, it turns out that the richer you are, the more greedy you are. Your son's conscience is greatly broken."

Mu Yu's little girl didn't remember the past, she had already forgotten about the fact that someone tricked her into eating chili peppers a while ago, she curled her lips and said, "My son is not bad, it's your conscience that is so bad, otherwise why would you speak ill of my son."

"Hahaha... Fatty, are you deflated?" Li Muyun happily patted Mu Yu's head, causing him to roll his eyes.

The fat man squeezed his small eyes at Mu Yu, and finally changed the subject and said to Li Muyun: "I don't want to be as knowledgeable as this little girl, hey, tell me, what's so special about that old monk who can tell you, brother, let me grow up too." gain knowledge."

Li Muyun rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then said to the fat man, "Have you heard the preface to Lanting Collection?"

The fat man shook his head and said blankly, "No, what is that?"

It was the little girl Mu Yu who cried out in surprise: "The Preface to the Lanting Collection? The Preface to the Lanting Collection by the Book Sage Wang Youjun?"

"Yes, it's the Preface to the Lanting Collection." Li Muyun nodded, then beckoned to the two of them mysteriously, and when both of them approached, he lowered his voice and said, "It is said that the Preface to the Collection of the Lanting Pavilion is in the hands of Biancai!"

The three fat guys blinked and blinked, with a look of disapproval. You can't even write your own name completely, so naturally you don't care about the collection of Lamb Lanting, but the little girl is different. Keeping myself from screaming, those big, agile eyes shone with an inexplicable brilliance.

This girl is a descendant of a criminal officer, and she was also a young lady before she was sent to the Jiaofang Division. She has heard of many famous masterpieces through her family background, and later learned some things in the Jiaofang Division. It is naturally familiar to Wang Youjun.

That's why she was so surprised when she heard that Lan Tingji was in Biancai's hands.

Li Muyun was very satisfied with the effect of his speech, calmly analyzed the little girl's thoughts and thoughts, and then heard a cough from behind: "Really? Where did you hear all the gossip?"

The voice was so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, Li Muyun was taken aback for a moment, and the wretched smile froze on his face. It wasn't until then that he realized that the little girl wasn't shocked because of the news he said. What really changed the little girl's face was the person behind her.

Turning around mechanically, Li Muyun squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Brother Huang, you, why are you here?"

Li Shimin circled around the embarrassed Xiaoyao Wang: "Hey, if I didn't come, how could I know such explosive news, Lanting Collection Preface, okay, you are really good, what other stories you can't make up, let's tell together Listen to me!"

Li Muyun racked his brains thinking about the legend he had heard from later generations, and defended himself: "Brother Emperor, I..., I didn't make it up."

Li Er stood still in front of Li Muyun, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "It's not made up? Then on what basis do you say that the Lanting Collection Preface is in the hands of Biancai? If you don't tell me about Ziwu Yinmao, don't blame me for discounting yours." leg."

Everyone said that Li Er liked Wang Xizhi's Preface to the Lanting Collection, and now it seems that it is true. Li Muyun was a killer. Even though Li Er tried his best to hide the ecstasy in his heart, he still saw some clues.

But I can see it, but troubles are coming, Li Muyun can only pray that the legends he has heard are true, otherwise, if the crime of deceiving the emperor is deducted, it is estimated that this leg may not be guaranteed. Can live.

Thinking of this, the embarrassing King Xiaoyao rubbed his nose, blinked his eyes, opened and closed his mouth for a long time before asking in confusion: "Brother Huang, do you know Monk Zhiyong?"

"Monk Zhiyong?" Li Er frowned and thought for a while, but found that he had no impression at all, so he stared at Li Muyun and asked, "What happened to Monk Zhiyong? What does it have to do with what you said earlier?"

"Monk Zhiyong is the seventh generation grandson of the sage Wang Youjun." Li Muyun answered simply, but soon realized that Li Er still didn't quite understand, so he added: "And this debater is none other than Monk Zhiyong." apprentice, and Monk Zhiyong is now..."

At the end of Li Muyun's speech, he really couldn't think of the word 'passing away', so he had no choice but to draw a finger on his neck.

Fortunately, Li Shimin's comprehension ability is good, and a gleam flashed in his eyes: "You mean that Wang Youjun's Lanting Collection Preface has always been in the hands of his grandson, monk Zhiyong. Later, when monk Zhiyong passed away, this thing was passed on to Biancai?"

Li Muyun raised his thumbs and slapped furiously: "Yes, yes, yes, brother Huang's eyes are as bright as a torch!"

Li Shimin thought that Li Muyun knew the exact news, but it turned out that it was just a speculation, so he snorted with some dissatisfaction: "Hmph, you are just guessing, it can't be true!"

"Brother Huang, it's more or less news, isn't it?" Li Muyun shrank his neck.

Li Shimin took a deep look at Li Muyun, and then turned his gaze to the third fat man: "Forget it, what you said makes sense, but what happened during the day? That little fat man next to you actually went to disturb the Buddhist Qingxiu Here, you ordered this thing, right?"

"Brother Huang, those big monks are occupying my property. I have told them the truth countless times, and my lips are going to be worn out, but these bald people are stubborn. They just refuse to pay them back. I really have no other choice." Why did you come up with such a bad plan?" Li Muyun explained while looking at the three fat men who were already trembling with fright.

This was the first time I heard someone call him a little fat man. I really don't know how high His Majesty's vision is. He is still "small" at almost three hundred catties, and I don't know what kind of virtue a "big" fat man would be.

If the third fat man knew that Li Muyun was still thinking about this at this juncture, he would probably strangle him to death.

You know, that's the emperor. The emperor already knew what happened in the afternoon. It can be seen that those monks must have the ability to 'reach the sky', otherwise Li Shimin would have no way of knowing the news.

But what surprised the fat man was that Li Shimin accepted Li Muyun's explanation, and said without pain or itching: "In the future, pay attention to some influences, and don't make things too big, you know?"

"Yes, don't worry, Brother Huang!" Li Muyun agreed honestly, as for what kind of calculations he had in his heart, only he knew.

"Hmm." Li Shimin was far-sighted, so naturally he didn't care about some details. Seeing that Li Muyun had already agreed, he changed the subject: "It's the first time for me to come to your house, so let's take me around!"

"No!" Li Muyun agreed, and accompanied Li Er around the house, but he was secretly cursing in his heart, everyone ran to the back garden of his house, and he said it was his first time here, it seems that this emperor is not ordinary Can pull.

The words were divided into two parts, but it was said that after the monk Biancai returned to the temple with his apprentices, he immediately sent away those irrelevant people, leaving Huineng alone.

Huineng couldn't express his grievances, and after everyone left, he said to Biancai: "Master, why did you apologize to that fat man in the county government? They obviously provoked this incident, and the disciple didn't beat him. .”

Biancai looked at his apprentice with a little disappointment: "Huineng, since you know that the other party deliberately provoked this fight, don't you think you can't figure out what it is?"

"It's just because of those land deeds." Hui Neng said with some dissatisfaction: "But they were all donated to the Buddha by the believers. Why did they give them to them with one sentence? They were all donated by the people voluntarily."

Biancai sighed, "Huineng, greed, hatred and ignorance, do you remember the three precepts? My Buddhist school is originally a quiet place, and monks are also empty of the four elements. Why do you still not see it?"

"Master, I..." Hui Neng naturally knew what Biancai meant, but he didn't have such a high level of practice in Biancai.

Biancai seemed to know what he wanted to say, raised his hand to stop him, and continued: "There is no way for good or bad, only people bring it on themselves. Huineng, have you ever thought that since the fat benefactor dared to do this, there must be someone behind him. And the instigator..., since you know that their purpose is the land deed, you should also know who the instigator is, right?"

"Master, it's the Happy King Li Muyun!" Huineng replied.

"That's right, it's good if you know it's him." The old monk Biancai was silent for a moment and continued, "Huineng, I'm asking you as a teacher, do you think you can beat him?"

Hui Neng lowered his head and did not speak. This matter cannot be resolved by being stubborn. Although he really wanted to say 'Yes', the reality told him that let alone him, even his master couldn't beat that bastard.

After all, no matter how bad Xiaoyao Wang is, he still has an official background, and no matter how strong Buddhism is, it is only a sect, which can be known without fighting.

What's more, there is a way for officials to protect each other, just like in the Wannian County Government in the afternoon, blind people can see that the Wannian County Magistrate intends to protect the fat man.

Under such circumstances, let alone Huineng, even if everyone from the whole temple gathers together, no, even if all the temples and monasteries in the entire Lishan gather together, they may not be able to defeat him.

(End of this chapter)