The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 768: Good and Evil Are Hard to Distinguish

Quiet.

so quiet.

The emperor closed his eyes and blocked his ears.

But his martial arts perception was still there. But no matter how he perceived, there was only silence around him.

It was as if there was no one in front of him.

As he finally couldn't help but open his eyes, the young emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chaofeng disappeared, leaving behind only the memorial.

The young emperor sat on the chair, feeling uneasy, and soon started shouting.

"Someone, bring me someone."

As the young emperor's voice grew louder, the room was eventually pushed open.

The eunuch chief Wang An looked at the young emperor with a puzzled expression and asked uncertainly.

"Your Majesty, are you having a nightmare?"

The word "Your Majesty" brought the young emperor back to reality from his panic. He quickly calmed down and thought calmly before asking.

"I just felt like something was missing, and wanted to ask if you guys saw it?"

"This"

"How dare you to commit the crime of blasphemy!"

When Wang An heard this, his eyes became vicious, and in just a moment, he bowed and replied.

"I will immediately arrange for someone to investigate. If it is really that lowly slave who stole the emperor's property, I will exterminate all three of his clans to serve as a warning to others."

The three tribes of Yi.
The young emperor frowned slightly, sighed, and spoke solemnly.

"It's just an ordinary thing. There's no need to pursue it."

After hearing this, Wang An immediately knelt down on the ground and bowed his head to persuade him.

"Your Majesty, stealing the emperor's supplies is an unforgivable crime. Even if Your Majesty has a kind heart, you cannot condone it."

"boom!"

The young emperor slammed the table in front of him and spoke angrily.

"Wang An, are you deaf?"

"I've already said it, there's no need to pursue it!"

"Or should I let you be the emperor from now on!!!"

Wang An prostrated himself and said, "I dare not. Your Majesty, please take the emperor's health into consideration and do not get angry!"

The young emperor looked at the back of Wang An's head, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be angry or not.
But soon, he also waved weakly.

"Go down, it's late, I need to rest."

Wang An didn't know what the young emperor had lost.

But he also knew that the young emperor was in a low state and didn't want to communicate with anyone, so he quickly got up and said.

"The slave retire."

As Wang An left, the young emperor listened to the silence outside the door and closed his eyes in pain.
He was born in the family of the emperor and was also the emperor.

But his every move was never decided by him.

Let yourself go?

How difficult it is!!!

Is he really kind as an emperor?
Is he really brave?
Beijing.

Lu Xiaofeng stood outside the Six Gates, looking at the square, big-eared monk blocking the gate with a look of great disdain.

A monk with a blessed look on his face blocked the door, but he kept his head down, as if he didn't dare to look at anyone.

Because he is not only honest, but also very shy.

He was wearing a torn and dirty monk's robe and a pair of straw sandals with rotten soles.

The third of the four great Shaolin monks, the Honest Monk.

The honest monk who had been keeping his head down suddenly appeared when Lu Xiaofeng wanted to enter the Six Gates and blocked his way.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to go around the monk, but as soon as he moved, the honest monk also moved in the same direction as him.

After several attempts, Lu Xiaofeng stopped forcing his way in. He looked at the honest monk with gritted teeth and asked.

"Monk, what do you want to do?"

When the honest monk heard Lu Xiaofeng's question, he raised his head slightly and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Lu Xiaofeng, why are you here at Liushenmen?"

When Lu Xiaofeng heard this question, he also stared at the honest monk's face with his teeth bared.

The honest monk is not honest.

It's not that he is full of lies, but that he only tells the truth and never does anything wrong.

His words are full of Zen meaning and he is good at making witty remarks.

There is really no way to get away with telling the truth, so I'll just say: The secret cannot be revealed.

I can't scold him. I can't beat him.

Qi, Qi doesn’t move.

No matter how clever and shameless Lu Xiaofeng is, if he meets an honest monk, he will just be punching the air, which is futile.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't want to play tricks on the honest monk, so he spoke frankly.

"I'm here to find Jin Jiuling."

When the honest monk heard Lu Xiaofeng's purpose, he nodded slightly and then smiled.

"Junior Brother Jin is the Chief Constable of the Six Gates. He is very busy and probably doesn't want to see you."

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless: "Whether he wants to see me or not and whether I want to see him or not are two different things."

The honest monk closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together and sighed.

"But he is a Shaolin disciple, and Lu Xiaofeng has always been in trouble. It is better not to see him if possible."

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the honest monk in front of him with surprise, his eyes moved slightly, and he took a breath.

"Shaolin was also involved in the case of the Embroidery Thief?"

Honest Monk: "Shaolin is a secular place, not involved in worldly power struggles."

Lu Xiaofeng frowned slightly. The honest monk was not honest, but he would never lie either.

So, this isn't a struggle for secular power?
Could it be that Li Chaofeng's advocacy of the way of worldly merit makes Shaolin, a place that seeks otherworldly merit, feel uncomfortable?

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes became sharp and he asked questioningly.

"The case of the Embroidered Thief could easily lead to a war between the North and the South. Does Shaolin really want to see so many lives destroyed?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate."

After hearing the question, the honest monk immediately lowered his head and chanted Buddha's name, then slowly raised his head and asked with a serious look.

"Lu Xiaofeng, in your heart, is killing one person and saving ten thousand people a merit or a sin?"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes turned bitter, and he quickly turned his head and answered evasively.

"I do not know."

The honest monk closed his eyes and advised politely.

"If you don't know, then go back. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Lu Xiaofeng turned around and looked at the honest monk, then shook his head with a firm look in his eyes.

"No, I have already promised Li Chaofeng that I will find out the identity of the Embroidery Thief within three months."

The honest monk sighed: "What happens after we find out?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Of course, I will make the Embroidered Thief pay the price for what he did."

The honest monk smiled and asked, "What's the price? Let him die?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned and spoke hesitantly.

"It's not a bad idea."

The honest monk looked directly into Lu Xiaofeng's eyes and repeated it again.

"So, killing one person for ten thousand people is the right thing to do?"

Lu Xiaofeng frowned: "The Embroidered Thief robbed others of their property and hurt others. Even if he died, he deserved it."

The honest monk had a look of pain on his face. He clasped his hands together in front of him and asked again.

"So, those who take other people's things and harm other people's lives are the ones who deserve to die?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the honest monk's painful expression and asked in confusion.

"Monk, what happened to you today?"

The honest monk looked at Lu Xiaofeng's puzzled expression, was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

"Lu Xiaofeng, the monk is very envious of you."

Lu Xiaofeng scratched his head: "What do you envy me for?"

The honest monk said frankly: "I envy you for still being able to distinguish between good and evil in your heart."

"Clam?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked puzzled, then shook his head and tried to break free.

He no longer argued with the honest monk about Zen and Buddhist doctrines, but waved his hand.

"Honest monk, I'm very busy now and don't have time to play wit with you. Either you get out of the way or I'll climb over the wall and get in."

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

After chanting the Buddha's name, the honest monk no longer tried to stop Lu Xiaofeng from causing trouble for Jin Jiuling. Instead, he gave way to Lu Xiaofeng in front of his surprised gaze.

With his hands clasped in front, the honest monk walked towards the prosperous place of the capital with a solemn face.

When the dragon descends, the country collapses.

There is no order of hierarchy and moral principles are no longer in place.

Good and evil are difficult to distinguish, and retribution does not exist.

(End of this chapter)