If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 140

"Yes, Master."

Wu Daozi hurriedly got up and went to the house to get the banknotes, but the matchmaker spoke at this time.

"Lin Ke, do you plan to use pen and paper to write down every time?" The matchmaker was speechless: "How slow are you?"

"Huh?" Lin Ke was also a little curious: "Is this still slow?"

He used to write books with the power of change, it was like a printer!
This is still slow?
"Don't you know the communication items of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism?" The matchmaker gave Lin Ke an annoyed look: "Although the item is expensive, you are not short of money now."

"Message thing?" Lin Ke suddenly thought of something that people often use on weekdays.

Young masters and young ladies of some wealthy families often write and draw pictures in some books, and communicate with people remotely.

So it turned out to be a message?

Lin Ke's brain immediately became active: "How much is the price of this thing?"

"About 20 taels of silver each." The matchmaker smiled: "The difficulty of making this thing is that the person who made it must be at the level of a fifth-level Confucianist, and it is almost impossible to make it in the fourth level."

So that's the case, technical jobs are required?

"A great Confucian..." Lin Ke thought of his teachers in an instant.

Speaking of which, many of my teachers are from the fourth level, but there are too few teachers from the fifth level, right?
As for disciples?

That's even more forgettable, not included in the scope of consideration.

It is better to hope that the father will become a dragon than to hope that the son will become a dragon.

In other words, look forward to Jackie Chan.

And at this moment, a voice came from afar: "The old man is back! Lin Ke, I bought your treasure too!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the yard.

Li Chungang!
At this time, Li Chungang was full of smiles, holding a heart mirror in his left hand, and a jade pendant with a literary heart in his right hand, his face was full of complacency.

"Haha, I haven't congratulated you on your victory yet, the old man happened to regard these two protections as a lottery!"

As he said that, Li Chungang handed over the two items and said with a smile: "You don't know, that old guy didn't want to at first, but when he heard that it was you, he immediately... Hey, what are you looking at? "

Li Chungang didn't realize until halfway through the speech, why is there something wrong with the atmosphere?
Lin Ke took the two pieces of treasure that Li Chungang had brought for him, put them into his arms and did not look at them, but smiled and said to Li Chungang: "Master, you have worked hard."

Li Chungang stroked his beard: "It's okay, the old man saw your victory in the wild, and I felt extremely happy, extremely happy!"

"It's also thanks to the master's teaching." Lin Ke smiled.

"En, um." Li Chungang nodded and stroked his beard, but suddenly said: "Since you must be tired after a day of competition, I have something to do when I go back, so I will leave first..."

"Wait!"

Lin Ke hurriedly made a sound, then stepped forward and grabbed Li Chungang's arm tightly, helping Li Chungang to sit down under the plum blossom tree: "Master, don't worry, we are discussing you!"

"Discussion? What's the matter with me?" Li Chungang was puzzled, only feeling a little nervous in his heart.

"Master, you are a great Confucian of the Five Realms. It's normal for everyone to discuss you." Lin Ke smiled and said, "Look, Brother Zhang is only in the Four Realms, and the rest of you don't dare to reveal your cultivation. Now you are the only one who can help me."

Speaking of which, he and Li Chungang are each other's teacher-student relationship, which is similar to mutual attack and mutual acceptance, so there is no need to distinguish the titles too clearly.

"Ah?" Li Chungang was puzzled: "What's wrong with the old man in the five realms? Who did the old man provoke?"

"That's not the case." Lin Ke looked at the matchmaker.

The matchmaker smiled knowingly, stepped forward and said, "Master Li, you don't know the Buddhist method of heart-to-heart bonding, do you?"

The buddhist method of heart-to-heart bond?
Li Chungang immediately stood up, his eyes were almost as big as Butcher Zhang in normal times: "Should you ask me to perform this method?!"

"Why not?" The matchmaker's eyelids twitched, and she put her hands on her hips, as if she was about to scold him.

Everyone in Chaoyang Street is easy to provoke, except for the pungent matchmaker.

The matchmaker's swearing skills are almost comparable to Lin Ke's poems - that's to the point where visions are about to occur!
"Matchmaker, my literary heart has only been developed for decades, how can I bear it?" Li Chungang said helplessly: "Speaking of matchmaker, how long are you and shopkeeper Tong going to pretend?"

As he said that, Li Chungang directly shook out what he knew: "Shopkeeper Tong, don't think that we can't hear you if you hide and chant sutras secretly at night. I fall asleep by obsessively chant sutras!"

"Matchmaker, if I'm not wrong, you were originally a famous scholar, right? Now you are going to take the path of dancing?"

"And you, Bai Zhantang, no matter how much you hide your energy and blood, you can't hide it from my pair of 'wisdom eyes'. In today's world, martial arts are not royal or noble, so Gongmen and Bingwu, where did you come from?"

"Bingbing, aren't you curious about your dancing skills?"

"In addition to that girl Wang Lin, and the old man, an ordinary Confucian, and Qi Shangshu..."

Li Chungang caressed his beard and smiled: "There are so many people, why should my Wenxin suffer?"

All of a sudden, a lot of people were shaken out!
Although Lin Ke had already guessed, he was still a little surprised after hearing this.

Sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on Chaoyang Street!
"Master, is the heart-to-heart method really tiring?"

Lin Ke was a little curious.

It's fine if you're not tired, but if you're too tired, you won't put Li Chungang under that kind of pressure.

Li Chungang groaned for a moment and explained: "The method of bonding between hearts must be undertaken with the heart of literature, the heart of Taoism, or the heart of Buddha."

"However, different ways have different commitment to the method of heart-to-heart bonding. For example, my historian Wenxin can also bear it, but once too many people use it, it will affect my free activities."

"Actually, the best thing is the Buddha's heart."

With that said, Li Chungang looked at shopkeeper Tong: "The shopkeeper, Buddha's heart."

"What's none of my business?" Shopkeeper Tong said in a daze, "I'm an ordinary Enshe who believes in Buddhism and runs a restaurant. Those Buddha statues in the store are wood carvings I bought on the side of the road. What kind of Buddha heart? I don't understand! "

Li Chungang nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, then I will collect your Buddha statues another day, and go to the street to buy a hundred times for you."

"Don't, don't, don't." Shopkeeper Tong quickly waved his hand: "I'll do it, can I do it?"

After finishing speaking, he coughed lightly, looked around at the people eating melons, focused on Bai Zhantang and Lin Ke, and then said:
"Then let me make it clear. I am the head disciple of the abbot of the Bodhi Temple today, so I was nicknamed 'Little Monk with Merry Jade Face'."

Shopkeeper Tong made a Buddha gesture: "Ami, the Buddha, oops, I haven't said this sentence for a long time, and the business is still a bit rusty, it seems that I have to get used to it."

As he said that, a faint golden light appeared from the top of his head, and his heart started beating "thump-thump".

A faint Buddha heart emerged in his body.

(End of this chapter)