scourge the qing dynasty

Chapter 36 The First

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"Benefactor, it's time for breakfast." Two young monks put two large plates of vegetarian food in front of Fatty Lu and the three of them, and one of the young monks said respectfully: "Three benefactors, forgive me, our Shaolin Temple is Zen, and we only eat vegetarian food. The food is simpler, please don’t mind it.”

The little monk was really not modest. Apart from a large bowl of porridge, there was only a plate of salted dried radish and a plate of boiled tofu with bean sprouts on the two large plates.However, although the food is simple, it is extremely delicious for the hungry Fatty Lu, Xiao Erlang and Shang Wanyi.At that moment, Fatty Lu first served Shang Wanyi a bowl of rice porridge, and then he did not give it to himself. Instead, he begged for a spoon to feed the seriously injured Xiao Erlang. Xiao Erlang was so moved that he burst into tears, "Master, The little one is not hungry, you eat first... oh... the little one can eat by himself..."

"Don't be so wordy, you are hurting me by blocking bullets, and you let me eat first, you want your young master to strike me by lightning?" Fatty Lu was also straightforward, pointing out Xiao Erlang directly. sinister intentions.

After all, Fatty Lu insisted on feeding the rice porridge into Xiao Erlang's mouth, and Xiao Erlang ate it with tears in his eyes, tears rolling down his face.However, Shang Wanyi turned a blind eye to the rare and moving scene that Fatty Lu created, and just ate porridge and vegetables. After eating a bowl of rice porridge, Shang Wanyi put down her chopsticks and snatched the porridge bowl from Fatty Lu He and the spoon also fed Xiao Erlang porridge, and said coldly to Fatty Lu: "Hurry up and eat, the sound of my stomach growling is so loud that I can't even close my eyes."

"Little girl, you still refuse to forgive." Fatty Lu smiled, and quickly picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat quickly.Sanhai bowl of rice porridge was eaten, and when the hunger was relieved, the door of the Xiangfang room was pushed open again, and another young monk came in, saying that Master Zhitong, the abbot, had invited him. Erlang told them to rest in the room, but he quickly put down his job and followed the young monk to the abbot's meditation room to pay his respects.

The abbot’s meditation room of Putian Shaolin Temple is located in the back garden. When passing through the back garden road, Fatty Lu saw many people in ordinary costumes practicing martial arts outside the back garden gate. He couldn’t help but feel a little strange, and casually asked the little monk who led the way: "Little master, are those people outside the lay disciples of your temple?"

"Yes, they are all our lay disciples. There are more than 200 of them, more than the monks in the monastery." The young monk replied honestly.

"In that case, why didn't they show up last night?" Big Fatty Lu asked curiously: "Even if the lay disciples didn't live in the temple, they should come and see what's going on if there was such a big commotion last night?"

Hearing Fatty Lu's words, the little monk's face turned pale, showing a panicked expression. Fatty Lu observed his words, and thanked Nan Shaolin for saving his life, and hurriedly said: "Little Master, they must live on other hills. You only come to Shaolin Temple at dawn in the morning, so you didn’t have time to come last night, right?”

"Yes, yes, the benefactor is right, that's it." The little monk heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly led Fatty Lu to the door of a monk's room, opened the door and said, "Please come in, benefactor, my abbot is in the room." waiting."

Fatty Lu walked in, and saw two old monks and a middle-aged scribe sitting in the room. One of the two old monks was Zhiheng who treated Xiao Erlang's injuries last night, and the other older one must be the Putian Shaolin Temple The abbot Zhitong elder.And that middle-aged scribe was in his 30s, dressed as a Confucian scholar in a green robe and long gown, with regular facial features and a kind expression, which made people feel close.Fatty Lu didn't dare to be negligent, he hurriedly knelt down in front of Abbot Zhitong who was sitting in the middle, kowtowed and said: "Birth Lu Yifeng, thank you abbot for saving his life."

"You're welcome, Master Lu, please get up." Abbot Zhitong also had a very kind attitude. He got up and helped Fatty Lu himself, and asked someone to move a chair for Fatty Lu. Where, what do you do for a living? Where did you come from, where did you go? Why did those Guangdong officers and soldiers chase after you last night?"

"This..." Fatty Lu was a little hesitant, wondering if he should tell the truth to the abbot of Nan Shaolin——Different from the honest North Shaolin, Nan Shaolin was a famous anti-Qing and Fuming base in history. The Qing Fuming forces are inextricably linked, which has been mentioned in later generations of movies and TV shows. Fatty Lu is the running dog of the super traitor Wu Sangui, and Shang Wanyi is another super traitor. Shang Kexi's biological daughter, without knowing the specific situation, of course Fatty Lu dared not casually and honestly reveal these sensitive identities.

"Mr. Lu, according to your accent, you should be from the central Yunnan area (central part of Yunnan), right?" Seeing Fatty Lu hesitate, the middle-aged scholar suddenly smiled and asked, speaking with an authentic Fujian accent.

"This gentleman is brilliant, and I am indeed from Dali, Yunnan." Fatty Lu hesitated again, and decided that it would be better not to fully explain it, and said vaguely: "I am a Dali businessman. I sell jade to Guangzhou, and then sell jade from Guangzhou. The tea was sold in the north of the capital. When they arrived at the border between Putian and Quanzhou yesterday evening, the group of strongmen suddenly rushed out, robbed and murdered, and tried to snatch my new wife, killed many of my servants, and took my wife with me I and my servant Xiao Erlang escaped from the scene by chance, and the gangsters pursued us closely. In the darkness, we didn't know the east, west, north, and south, so we fled to the Shaolin Temple in a daze, and only then were all the masters rescued us."

"It's that simple?" The two old monks and the middle-aged scholar were not stupid, and they immediately heard that Fatty Lu was not telling the truth.At that moment, Elder Zhiheng said rather displeasedly: "Benefactor Lu, in order to save your husband, wife and servants in Shaolin Temple, we directly clashed with Guangdong officers and soldiers. Isn't it a little too much for you to be so secretive?"

"Benefactor Lu, the old man and others inquired about your situation, not for the sake of coveting something from the benefactor." Abbot Zhitong also said: "It's just that our Shaolin Temple clashed with Guangdong officers and soldiers. I'm afraid of endless troubles, so I ask the benefactor to speak frankly and don't hide anything."

"This..." Big Fatty Lu hesitated even more. After thinking for a while, Big Fatty Lu cupped his hands and said, "Please forgive me, two masters. I do have something to hide, and it is really inconvenient to tell the truth. But please two masters Rest assured, as long as my husband, wife, master and servant arrive at Fuzhou or the Putian government and get in touch with the local government, then I guarantee that the conflict between Shaolin Temple and Guangdong officers and soldiers will not cause any trouble, on the contrary, you will definitely get Awards from the imperial court and local government."

The two old monks and the middle-aged scribe looked at each other and exchanged glances. At that moment, the middle-aged scribe coughed and said, "So, Mr. Lu should be from the Gongmen? Since Mr. Lu is from the Gongmen People, what you do is an upright thing, why don't you tell the truth, and let Shaolin Temple stand out for you, right?"

The middle-aged scribe moved out of the Shaolin Temple for his life-saving grace, Fatty Lu suddenly felt that he was a bit unworthy, and he was sorry for the Shaolin monks who worked so hard to rescue him.But it’s still the same sentence, because Fatty Lu’s identity as an elected official in the west and the identity of Shang Wanyi and the princess of the Nanwangfu are too sensitive. I really dare not take the liberty to tell the truth—if Southern Shaolin is really the stronghold of anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty, and there are some radicals among them, then no one can guarantee whether the fat monk Lu Wanyi can leave the Southern Shaolin Temple alive up.

"Report to the abbot." While Fatty Lu was hesitating, another young monk came in outside the door, put his hands together and said, "Report to the abbot, outside the gate of the temple, there is a man who claims to be Fu Honglie, the magistrate of Chaozhou, Guangdong, and escorts Yang who made trouble in the temple last night." General Yang of Cathay Pacific said he came to apologize, but he should apologize to the abbot and all the monks in the temple last night, and plead guilty."

"Fu Honglie, Lord Fu?" Abbot Zhitong raised his white eyebrows, and said with some joy: "This Lord Fu is a well-known and upright official in Guangdong. He loves the people like a son and is not afraid of power. He has done countless good things for the people. I have long admired his name. I admire him very much. Since he came to visit him in person today, I should go to the gate of the temple to greet him in person."

"Master Zhitong, you can't go see this Fu Honglie." Fatty Lu panicked and said, "We were chased and killed by Guangdong officers and soldiers, and the mastermind behind the scenes is probably this Fu Honglie. What a hypocrite."

"Amitabha, Donor Lu, and Donor Fu are clean and honest officials with a high reputation. Everyone knows that. Why did Donor Lu speak ill and slander him?" Abbot Zhitong asked displeased.

"Master Abbot, that Fu Honglie is really a hypocrite and a traitor!" Fatty Lu was sweating profusely, and said anxiously: "I don't know if he is a good official, honest official, I only know that he is the family of Kong Youde, King of Dingnan. Slave, a real hardcore traitor, insidious and cunning, Master Abbot, if you are deceived by his hypocrisy, you will definitely suffer a lot."

"Oh, since benefactor Lu commented on Mr. Fu in this way, can benefactor Lu present real evidence to convince me?" Abbot Zhitong asked with a smile.

Fatty Lu was speechless. Fatty Lu's hypocritical judgment of Fu Honglie was all based on the analysis of clues, and there was no real evidence, so naturally he couldn't prove it.Abbot Zhitong smiled slightly, stood up and said, "Okay, since Master Lu has a bad impression of Mr. Fu, please wait here for a while, and I will come as soon as I go. Brother Zhiheng, Mr. Chen, do you have any advice?" Are you interested in going out with the old monk to meet Mr. Fu?"

"My little monk is very happy." Master Zhiheng clasped his palms together and also stood up.The middle-aged scribe over there also stood up, and said with a smile: "I have long admired Fu Honglie and Fu Qingtian's name. It is better to be famous than to meet each other. Of course, we must meet."

"Well, let's all go together." Abbot Zhitong nodded, and said to Fatty Lu, "Sit down for a while, the old man will come when he goes. When he comes back, I hope that Master Lu will tell the truth about being chased and killed by officers and soldiers last night. Shaolin Temple Even though I have turned into Buddhism, I don't want to violate the king's law."

"Bullshit! If you say that Northern Shaolin dare not break the king's law, I believe that if all of you Southern Shaolin are honest monks who are willing to be enslaved by the Tartars, there won't be so many movies and TV shows in which the Manchu Qing Tartars burn Southern Shaolin! " Fatty Lu muttered in his heart.The three Abbot Zhitong ignored Fatty Lu and went out together.

After fidgeting and waiting in the Zen room for a while, the more Fatty Lu pondered, the more he felt that something was wrong, and the more he calculated, the more he felt that the situation was not good. Two muscular monks flashed out, clasped their hands together and said: "Benefactor Lu, Abbot Fazhi, please wait here for a while, the abbot will return as soon as he goes, and discuss important matters with the benefactor."

"Oops! Abbot Zhitong is really suspicious of me. If I had known earlier, I shouldn't be so concerned about telling the truth." Fatty Lu complained in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Masters, I just went to see my wife and servants. situation, be right back."

"Don't worry, benefactor, they are all in good condition." A monk said: "Please wait a little longer, benefactor, our abbot will be back soon."

"Then can you go and invite Master Zhiheng, I have something to tell him." Fatty Lu made up his mind and was going to tell the whole truth to Master Zhiheng who treated Xiao Erlang last night——Master Yi Zhiheng was kind With an attitude of saving lives, I believe that even if he knew the truth, things would turn around a bit.

"This is fine." The two monks nodded together, and one of the monks turned around and shouted: "Come here, report to Uncle Zhiheng."

"Yes." A monk flashed out from behind the corridor, clasped his palms in agreement and left.Seeing this scene, Fatty Lu couldn't help being startled again. Only then did he realize that Abbot Zhitong was extremely wary of him, and even sent several groups of people to watch him.

After fidgeting and waiting in the room for a long time, footsteps finally came from outside the courtyard, but the footsteps were very dense, and it seemed that there were quite a lot of people coming. Fatty Lu rushed to the door to have a look, and sure enough, he saw a large group of people entering. In this backyard, there are monks and laymen, men and women, but Shaolin monks and lay disciples are still in the majority. Among them, the two brothers Zhitong and Zhiheng and the middle-aged scribe before them are of course included, but the one standing next to them is not The others were Fu Honglie, the prefect of Chaozhou, and Yang Guotai, the participating general.

"My lord, Fatty Lu is indeed here!" Seeing Fatty Lu appearing in the door, Yang Guotai immediately jumped three feet high, his face was full of joy.

"Bold thief Lu Yifeng, it really is here!" Fu Honglie also roared, Jun's face was full of seriousness, and he shouted righteously: "You thief, how dare you covet the beauty of Little Gege in the Pingnan Palace?" She was so disrespectful that she tried to rob her and humiliate her, and even poisoned and killed countless innocent Guangdong soldiers, are you guilty?"

"I insulted Shang Wanyi, and even poisoned and killed countless innocent Guangdong soldiers?" Fatty Lu, although extremely gifted in scheming and intrigue, was still a little tender. A little dazed!

"Master Abbot, it's this dog thief!" Seeing that Fatty Lu was stunned by his own beating, Fu Honglie was secretly happy, and quickly turned to Abbot Zhitong and said, "Master Abbot, thank you for helping me get this dog thief! This dog thief is I don’t know where the prince of Pingxi, Lu Yifeng, and Wu Sangui, the prince of Pingxi, have misjudged what I told you earlier, and actually appointed such a wolf-hearted thief as the official of the court! After you get this thief, you must report to the court. , to impeach Pingxi King Wu Sangui for the crime of unknown employment!"

"It turned out to be a Western election official! Wu Sangui's running dog!" I believe there is no need to repeat Wu Sangui's reputation, so after Fu Honglie called Po Lu the fat man's status as a Western election official, the audience immediately burst into exclamations and shouts. There are still many people glaring at Fatty Lu directly - if they were not concerned about the presence of Fu Honglie, an official of the Qing Dynasty, these people would definitely rush forward immediately and tear our poor traitor and running dog Fatty Lu to pieces!

"You're talking nonsense!" Fatty Lu finally came to his senses, furiously preparing to refute, but at this moment...

"This fat man is indeed the selection officer of the West, I can testify!" A woman screamed.Immediately afterwards, Fatty Lu's old acquaintance Fang De, Miao Cuihua, and Fang Shiyu's family squeezed into the circle. Miao Cuihua pointed at Fatty Lu and shouted with brows: "Master Abbot, my daughter can testify, my daughter's family In Guangzhou, I once heard this dog thief say that he is an official selected for the West, or some kind of Qujing magistrate! I never thought that this dog thief would come here!"

Thanks to Wu Sangui, no matter whether they are upright or dirty officials, the officials selected in the West these days generally have a bad reputation. Now Fang De's family, who has a deep relationship with the South Shaolin Temple, came forward to testify, and there was a roar of anger when they were neutral The roaring voice said, "Officer dog, how dare you come to our Southern Shaolin to desecrate Buddhism?"

"Everyone, everyone, I'm a Western election official, but I haven't done anything evil." Fatty Lu was anxious, and quickly waved his hands to explain, but under the excitement of the crowd, Fatty Lu's slight voice was natural All of a sudden, they were submerged in the vast ocean of the people's war.

"You didn't do any evil? Then why did you rape Prince Pingnan's little Gege?!" Yang Guotai, who was instructed by Fu Honglie, also jumped out, and pulled a man from his side, shouting: "Liang Shang, tell everyone Master, what evil did Fatty Lu do?"

"Masters, disciples of Buddhism, my name is Liang Shang, and I am the guard of the Pingnan Palace." Liang Shang, who was placed next to Shang Wanyi by Shang Zhixiao, took out the waist badge of the Pingnan Palace, and first showed his identity to everyone After that, he pointed at Fatty Lu and yelled wildly: "I testify, I saw with my own eyes that this Fatty Lu took advantage of the opportunity to accompany Xiao Gege to Beijing in the Pingnan Palace, cruelly raped Xiao Gege, who was less than 16 years old, and threatened Xiao Gege He must not be publicized! At the same time, in order to occupy Xiao Gege for a long time, and to covet the gold, silver and jewelry that Prince Pingnan paid to the court, he colluded with Li Tianzhi, a rebel general of the Prince of Pingnan, and killed more than 200 innocent Guangdong soldiers with poison. ! Now the corpses of those soldiers are still in the wilderness of Fengting at the junction of Putian and Quanzhou! Masters, if you don’t believe me, go and see for yourself!”

"Beast! A real beast!"

"Kill him! Kill this thief!"

"Kill him! Kill this prostitute!"

Although there are many loopholes and contradictions in the words of Fu Honglie, Yang Guotai, and Liang Shang, it is still the same sentence. The reputation of Wu Sangui and Xi Xuanguan is too bad, and Fu Honglie, who is good at covering up, has a very good reputation. Naturally, the kind-hearted South Shaolin monks and lay disciples would only trust Fu Honglie, an upright official, and would not trust Fatty Lu, the notorious Western election official.So after Liang Shang finished talking about Fatty Lu's fabricated crimes, all the Shaolin monks and lay disciples in the courtyard were completely enraged, scrambling to curse, and many of them rolled up their sleeves and clenched their fists, preparing to kill Fatty Lu, a traitor, runaway and adulterer. Cut to pieces!

"Hehe, it seems that I not only have to learn from the teacher, but also have to learn a lot from opponents like Fu Honglie." Facing the fierce and murderous Shaolin monks, our Fatty Lu not only did not continue to panic, but unexpectedly calmed down After coming down, he murmured in his heart: "Sometimes, a situation that seems to be lost may not necessarily be lost. As long as I am like Fu Honglie, good at taking advantage of various favorable conditions and everyone's psychology, I can still save the defeat and turn defeat into victory! In such a situation, I must be calm, I must be calm, only by being calm can I have the opportunity and method to turn the situation around!"

"Lu Yifeng, the dog thief, you have done a lot of evil, and it's time for your retribution today!" Yang Guotai jumped out after receiving Fu Honglie's hint again, and angrily rushed to grab the waist knife of the guard around him—he was guilty of pleading guilty just now, so he didn't bring it on him. Weapon, and yelled frantically: "I'm desperate today to get rid of this general, and I also want to avenge those Guangdong brothers who were killed by you, take my life!"

Roaring, Yang Guotai rushed forward, ready to kill Fatty Lu and not give Fatty Lu the slightest chance to turn the tables...

"Haha! Hahahaha!" Facing Yang Guotai approaching with a knife, Fatty Lu didn't dodge or dodge - it was useless to dodge, instead he threw his hands behind his back and laughed.Sure enough, Fatty Lu's confident appearance really made some calm people present have doubts.

"General Yang, please wait a moment!" The middle-aged scribe grabbed Yang Guotai's arm and said with a smile: "General, wait a moment. The abbot master can't just listen to your one-sided words. In the temple, we should invite her here and confront her face to face."

"Confrontation is useless! Little Gege has already been defiled by him. Would a girl under the age of 16 admit this to her face?" Yang Guotai yelled, trying to break free from the middle-aged scribe's hand, but found that the scribe seemed to be His frail right hand was like a pair of iron tongs, and he struggled desperately.

"Master Abbot, is this gentleman...?" Fu Honglie frowned and asked Abbot Zhitong.

"He is my new master, his name is Chen Jinnan!" Fang Shiyu stood up next to him, and said to the middle-aged scribe Chen Jinnan with a smirk, "Master, my mother just said that Fatty Lu is a big villain. I'll go get him." Next, by the way, how about my kung fu?"

"This little hero, this Lu Yifeng is the number one thief in the world, everyone can kill him!" Yang Guotai, who couldn't get Chen Jinnan's wrist off, took the opportunity and shouted: "Don't take him down, just hack him to death with one knife! "

"Hehe, hehehehe...!" At this time, Fatty Lu suddenly laughed again, and suddenly asked loudly: "Dare you ask Master Abbot, are the people brought by Fu Honglie here now? Are there any?" Hiding outside the temple?"

"Why does the benefactor ask this?" Abbot Zhitong was taken aback, and quickly raised his hand to stop the shouting of the monks.

"Zhen Gaogang, there are beautiful streams and mountains through the ages." Fatty Lu said lightly: "The gate faces the sea, and the three rivers flow together for thousands of years."

"What did you say?" Fu Honglie, Yang Guotai and the others were confused, and said that Fatty Lu had already fainted from fright.

Most of the Shaolin monks present widened their eyes, looking at Fatty Lu in disbelief.Abbot Zhitong, Chen Jinnan and the others even changed their expressions drastically, and they were so nervous that they even stopped breathing.After calming down a bit, Chen Jinnan asked in a deep voice, "How much do you know?"

"Worship the sky for the father, worship the earth for the mother, the sun for the brother, the moon for the sister, and worship the fifth patriarch and the first ancestor Wan Yunlong as the whole gods of the Hong family." Fatty Lu asked fluently, "Burn six sticks of incense. Yes, the people brought by the dog traitor Fu Honglie, are you sure to take them all?"

Chen Jinnan tried his best to calm down, exchanged glances with Abbot Zhitong next to him, and suddenly flipped his right hand that was grabbing Yang Guotai's wrist. The steel knife also fell to the ground.Over there, Master Zhiheng also backhanded Fu Honglie's right hand, kicked him at the crook of his knee, kicked him to the knees, and held him down.

"Father Heaven and Mother Earth, fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty!" Fatty Lu shouted, "Let's do it together and take down all the lackeys brought by the traitor Fu Honglie!"

"Do as he said, take them all!" Chen Jinnan subconsciously yelled and added - the secrets of the Tiandihui, which was just established the night before, had been heard by Fu Honglie and others. Unless Chen Jinnan was stupid, of course he would not let these people go left.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Amidst the exclamation, the Southern Shaolin monks and lay disciples who were all over the courtyard started to attack Fu Honglie and his party who were caught off guard like wolves like tigers.In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with the sound of fists, feet and physical collisions, and there were scenes of Southern Shaolin monks capturing Fu Honglie's subordinates everywhere.

"Hehe." With a sneer, Fatty Lu strode forward, walked up to Fu Honglie who was held down by Master Zhiheng himself, raised his fat fist, and punched Fu Honglie hard on the nose, hitting Fu Honglie all over his face Blooming, tears, snot and nosebleeds flowed sideways.

"Dog traitor! You probably never thought of it in your dreams!" Fatty Lu pointed at the panicked Fu Honglie, and shouted in a tone that was a hundred times more righteous than Fu Honglie's: "To tell you the truth, I am actually a righteous man who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty! The patience just now , just waiting for the opportunity to catch you and your lackeys! Dog traitor, your time of death has arrived!"

Roaring, Fatty Lu flew up his fat leg again, and hit Fu Honglie's crotch soft flesh with his sloppy foot. He was an accomplice of the Qing Dynasty who brutally suppressed the San Francisco Rebellion in history and a traitor who killed countless anti-Qing soldiers of the Chinese nation. The executioner Fu Honglie screamed like a pig, foaming from his mouth, and fainted on the spot!It is extremely honorable to be the number one traitor in the Qing Dynasty, the traitor who has harmed countless Qing loyalists and countless loyal ministers and generals of the Qing Dynasty——Fatty Lu!The first object of the scourge!
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