Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

"He is Wang Wenzuo's son. Is it enough to just live in Fugui Township?" Cui Yunying asked: "Yanliang and Huliang are also your sons. One ascended the throne and became the king, and the other stayed as Princess Shang in Chang'an. These children are still yours. Where is the legitimate son? How could you treat him badly?"

Wang Wenzuo frowned, but he relaxed helplessly: "It's not that I'm unfair, it's just that this child is too young. Even if I give him something, he can't catch it or keep it, but it hurts him. . Besides, do you think it is a good thing for Hu Liang to stay with Princess Shang in Chang'an? She is a hostage, and her head will be lost if she is not careful!"

"Then why could Yanliang be a king at birth?"

"Yanliang is a son who is more precious than his mother. No one can compare to him. Moreover, he has had a hard time in the past ten years. Compared with him, this child is much happier. You should know this too, right?"

Hearing Wang Wenzuo's last words, Cui Yunying fell into silence, and nodded after a while: "What you said makes sense, but do you have any plans for your child when he grows up?"

"Of course there are arrangements, but it's too early to talk about it now!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "Actually, what I am doing now can also be said to be preparing for the children's future. The bigger the pie, the better the future for the children." The less likely you are to fight to the death!"

"Cake?" Cui Yunying was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Look at your analogy, forget it, I hope so! I'm just worried that the people who came first will get used to eating all the cakes, and the ones who come later won't even have any leftovers. I can’t even eat it!”

"That's because the pie is not big enough!" Wang Wenzuo said with a confident smile: "As long as the pie is big enough, no matter how big his appetite is, it can satisfy him!"

"Then you have to work harder!" Cui Yunying was also infected by her husband's optimism at this time, and rolled her eyes at Wang Wenzuo: "I heard that you have many sons and daughters in the Japanese country, and they are all with others. Born to a woman, you can’t treat one favorably over another!”

"This -" Wang Wenzuo didn't expect his wife to suddenly mention this, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed on his face. Cui Yunying laughed when he saw it, and snatched the empty soup bowl from her husband's hand: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you, I will too I'm too lazy to care about those children, but our children must not be treated badly. Do you still want to drink soup? "

Wang Wenzuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Drink, of course I have to drink!"

After a while, Cui Yunying came back with a full soup bowl. While placing the soup bowl in front of Wang Wenzuo, he smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I met a strange person today!"

"Strange man? What strange man?" Wang Wenzuo asked casually while drinking soup.

"That's what happened. Didn't Asheng take Xiaoshe'er out to relax today?" Cui Yunying smiled and told the story of her sister-in-law's encounter with Master and Disciple Chongjing from beginning to end, and finally said: "I Seeing that the Taoist priest was quite capable, he kept the two masters and disciples here and entertained them for a few days, so that they could form a good relationship!"

"If it's like you said, this Taoist priest is really a strange person!" Wang Wenzuo put down the soup bowl and frowned slightly: "But we should explore the details first and make sure it's safe before we stay! Master Cao!"

"My subordinates are here!" Cao Wenzong said solemnly.

"Send two capable men to check the details of that person!" Wang Wenzuo said: "Don't let bad people sneak into the house!"

"Yes!" Cao Wenzong responded. He walked out of the door, whispered a few instructions, and then came back.

"You should be careful!" Cui Yunying pretended to be angry.

"No way!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "Today is different from the past. There are too many eyes staring at you and me right now, so I can't help but be careful!"

"That's true!" Cui Yunying turned to Cao Wenzong aside and suddenly asked: "Master Cao, if I let you exhale from your mouth, how far away can you blow out the candlelight?"

"How far away is the candlelight?" Cao Wenzong was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he replied: "Reporting to Madam, I have never tried it, and I don't know how far away the candlelight can be blown out, but I guess it can be done. Just five or six steps, any further than that will make it impossible!"

"Five or six steps?" Cui Yunying smiled slightly: "That Taoist can blow out a candle eight steps away!"

"Seriously?" Cao Wenzong's face became solemn. Cui Yunying saw the other person's face and asked, "Is this difficult?"

"Yeah!" Cao Wenzong nodded: "This candle blowing is compared to the strength of a person's lungs and five internal organs. The further the candle is blown out, the stronger the person's lungs and five internal organs will be. And from the surface, That Taoist only blew two or three steps further than me, but the farther he blew the candle, the greater the difference in heart power. If that Taoist didn't use any tricks, his heart power would be far better than mine! If possible, , I want to go and see for myself!"

"Well! Let's go and have a look together!" Wang Wenzuo knew that Cao Wenzong was afraid that the person sent to investigate would not be the opponent of that Taoist, so he put down the soup bowl and stood up. Cao Wenzong responded, took more than a dozen guards, and surrounded Wang Wenzuo as he walked to the side courtyard where Master Chongjing and his disciples lived.

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Partial hospital.

Chongjing opened his eyes and took a deep breath. The moonlight shone on his face, and his already gray hair and beard gave off a soft light. He stood up and walked to the courtyard. He was about to finish the last homework of the day when he suddenly felt some movement in the bushes on his right. He calmly pretended not to notice and took two steps forward. It's like wanting to smell the fragrance of flowers. Suddenly he stretched out his hands and grabbed an arm behind the bushes. With all his strength, he shouted: "Come out, thief!" A man fell out of the bushes. Chongjing, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took a step forward, twisted the man's arm, and shouted: "Pushan, get the rope out quickly, there are thieves outside!"

"Wait a minute!"

Before Pushan in the house could react, a man jumped out from the other side of the bush, which startled Chongjing. Before he could shout, the man took out a badge from his waist: "Taoist Master, don't do anything." , we are not thieves!"

"I'm not a thief. Why are you sneaking around in the grass at this time?" Chongjing asked coldly.

"We are here to check the Taoist priest's background on orders from the general!" the man said hurriedly.

"Lies!" Chongjing sneered: "If you want to find out my details, just knock on the door and come in to ask. Why did you climb over the wall and hide in the grass? They are obviously thieves, but you are so brave. Even Wang Da If you dare to break into the general's house and steal it, I will hand you two over to the general's house and make you suffer enough!"

Before the man could speak, the man whose arm was twisted by Chongjing had already shouted loudly: "Old Taoist, if you have the ability, don't let go. Nai Gong must give you a good look!" "Master!" Pushan ran out holding the rope. He shouted happily: "Master, you are really capable. You caught the thief as soon as you came. If Mrs. Cui knows about it, she will definitely reward us again!"

Chongjing also realized that something was wrong at this time. These two uninvited guests were too tough, weren't they? It's not like there aren't some tough thieves, but I've never seen a thief who was caught stealing from the general's house and still had the guts to yell and scream. He wasn't afraid of attracting people. He hesitated for a moment and said to his disciple: "Pushan, search his body to see if there are any waistbands or other items that can identify him!"

"Yes!" Pu Shan responded, stretched out his hand to touch the man, and soon smiled and said: "Master, I found it, see if it is this thing!"

Chongjing stretched out his hand to take the waist badge handed over by his disciple. He looked at it with the help of the moonlight, and his face suddenly turned ugly. Indeed, the official name of the holder was marked on it. It seemed that the person who said he was here to check on him was probably true. talk. He coughed, let go of his hand, and said with a forced smile: "It turns out that Pindao made a mistake. The flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family no longer recognizes each other!"

"Who is in the same family as you, an old man!" The man was full of anger and stretched out his hand: "Give me back your badge quickly!"

Just as Chongjing was about to return his badge, there was a knock on the door: "Is Taoist Chongjing sleeping? Open the door quickly, the general is here!"

"General?" The four people in the yard were stunned. The first one to react was the man whose arm had been twisted just now. He snatched the waistband from Chongjing and shouted: "Hurry up and open the door. , remember, you are not allowed to mention a word about what happened just now, otherwise I will look bad to you!"

"Here, here, please wait!" Chongjing hurriedly opened the courtyard door and saw more than ten people standing outside the courtyard. Among them was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, with a short beard, high temples, and short boots. Fu Tou was looking at him with a smile.

"Pindao, pay homage to General Wang!" Chongjing hurriedly bowed down.

"Taoist priest, you don't have to be polite!" Wang Wenzuo said with some help and walked straight into the courtyard. Chongjing quickly stepped aside. He entered the hospital, looked around, and asked, "How are you asking?"

The two guards were already kneeling on the ground, and the smarter one quickly replied: "Report to the general, the villain has just arrived and hasn't had time to ask!"

"Well!" Wang Wenzuo looked at Chongjing nonchalantly, then at the little Taoist priest beside him, and asked directly: "Xiaodao, how many years have you been with your master?"

Pushan was startled by Wang Wenzuo and instinctively looked at his master. Chongjing sighed secretly and said: "Pushan, when the general inquires, you must answer truthfully, otherwise you and I will have nothing to do with each other!"

"Yes, master!" Pu Shan did not hear the hidden meaning of Chong Jing's words and looked at Wang Wenzuo: "Reporting to the general, Xiao Dao followed the master six years ago!"

"Then how did you follow your teacher?" Wang Wenzuo smiled.

"The teacher came to our village to chant sutras to drive away ghosts and save people. I looked strange and followed the teacher!"

In this way, Wang Wenzuo asked a question, Pushan answered a question, and Chongjing standing aside complained secretly. In order to escape smoothly, he had said that he was a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. Maoshan Sect is a well-known sect in the south. This is a trick he used to show his self-respect. However, he did not expect that Wang Wenzuo would directly question his disciples who lacked social experience alone. In this way, it was only a matter of time before the truth about his lies was exposed.

"General!" Chongjing knelt down: "I am not a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. Please forgive me for my lies!"

"You are not a disciple of the Maoshan Sect?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Then why do you make a false report? Is there any benefit?"

"General, you should know that Pindao's disciples rammed into your mansion's car earlier, so Pindao pretended to be a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. I hope your mansion will forgive you for the sake of the Maoshan Sect!"

"Isn't this right?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "The Maoshan Sect has little power in Hebei. With just one disciple, how can my family forgive you? Tell the truth!"

"This -" Chongjing was stunned. He didn't expect General Wang to be so sharp in his thinking. He quickly caught the flaw he had just inadvertently revealed. Now he would be in trouble.

"Since you don't want to say it, forget it. I'll ask your disciples!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and turned to Pushan: "Little Taoist priest, you have followed your master for so many years. You should know where your master is. ?”

"I don't know either!" Pushan shook his head.

"You don't know either?" Wang Wenzuo was stunned. He originally thought it was not difficult to break the little Taoist priest's psychological defense, but he didn't expect that he hit a nail. The smile on his face disappeared, revealing the majesty of a superior: " Do you know who I am? If you dare to lie to me, a hundred lives will not be enough to kill you!"

"I really don't know!" Pushan said hurriedly: "Since I was accepted by the teacher as his disciple, I have been wandering around with him. Although the teacher has taught me Taoist scriptures, rituals, and morning and evening homework, he has never told me Where does Guoshimen come from! Of course I don’t know!”

"So that's it!" Wang Wenzuo carefully observed Pushan's face, and after confirming that the little Taoist priest had not lied, his expression softened: "Taoist Chongjing, is this your name? Why didn't you tell your disciple the origin of the sect?"

"What a poor Taoist cultivates is not a new way. What's the point of not being a master?" Chongjing replied.

"New way?" Wang Wenzuo frowned: "Is there any old way that can't be achieved?"

"Yes!" Before Chongjing could speak, Pushan rushed to answer: "The new way is to please the high officials and the emperor, practice Taoism in front of them, teach Taoist scriptures, seek Taoism, official positions, wealth, and finally It would be better to let them declare which one is the authentic Taoism in the world, and convert Bald Donkey's temple into a Taoist temple and give it to him, just like Tao Hongjing and Kou Qianzhi did!"

"Hahaha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed when he heard this: "So that's it. I have gained experience. What about the old way? What's the difference?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Pushan smiled and said: "The so-called old way is just like our masters and disciples. They travel all over the world. Everywhere they go, they exorcise ghosts and cure diseases, teach Taoism, teach people's hearts, and recruit believers. In short, it is the main thing and poverty. Let’s deal with the common people! In fact, I think the new way is more in line with my taste. After all, the old way is hard and dangerous, and you can’t be a high official like the new way. You can live in a spacious and beautiful Taoist temple, with all kinds of delicious food, clothing, etc. Soft and comfortable clothes!" (End of Chapter)