The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

The three Yunshui monks were taken into the hotel, and the doctor in the shop led them into their seats. There were no private rooms in the shop. Fortunately, there were not many people at this time. There was a screen in the corner, making it a small world.

Yun Yan ordered some tea and rice and told the doctor to go down.

Zhihe and Zhili were very careful to support Zhisheng in the seat, put him on a back, and poured hot water for him to drink. Zhisheng's face looked a little better, but it was only a little bit. Looking at his facial features, he should be born well, but it is a pity that his face completely destroyed his spirit and energy.

Zhihe said gratefully: "Senior brothers don't scold me for waiting, but are willing to listen to our complaints. It really makes our brothers feel deeply moved!"

"You are so righteous to this junior, I admire it!" Hui Chong said, "Misusing the textbook is also a helpless act in an emergency. How can we bear to blame you? If you don't dislike it, come to live in Daxiangguo Temple. Okay, squeeze, our yard can still accommodate three people! My teacher is proficient in Qihuang, and he can also treat Zhisheng and his brothers and sisters for one or two."

Zhihe panicked, "How dare you bother brother! You can let us talk about the scriptures, it is already a great favor!"

When the two were resigning, a young girl turned the screen and came to their table.

Zhihe saw the girl Fangzi, blushed, and lowered his head, not daring to look.

The girl also opened her eyes wide, and said with a grin, "It's actually a few wizards, the slaves are polite." The uninvited girl gave a salute, reached out and picked up the tea on the table, and ordered tea for them, still humming in her mouth. Played a minor tune.

Hui Chong touched his head and grinned: "I didn't see the gardenia lamp hanging outside the door, alas, go ahead."

Any gardenia lamp hanging means that there are prostitutes in the restaurant to accompany you. These prostitutes are extremely proactive and will solicit business by themselves, or directly sing songs and wait on them.

"Oh, let's wait until the slave family finishes serving the mages this time." The girl smiled shyly, "you don't have to pay a reward, it's the sesame oil money donated by the slave family."

The monks almost burst out laughing.

The girl brought the tea to everyone, flirted with a wink, and left the money.

When she walked away, Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of tea in shock.

"This young lady is interesting," Yun Yanhui also picked up the tea, "Let's make a toast with tea instead of wine. In order to get together today, meeting is fate."

Everyone touched their tea bowls and drank their tea.

Yun Yan asked again: "Listening to the accent, the brother is like a person from Ying Tianfu?"

"Not bad." Zhihe nodded, a little sad, "I have been traveling abroad for seven or eight years and have never been back."

"Oh," Yun Yan asked casually, "What did you commit in your hometown seven or eight years ago?"

"I..." Zhihe suddenly realized what Yun Yan had just said back. He stared at him with wide eyes, his body tightened, "What did you say?"

Hui Chong looked back at Yun Yan with incomprehension, "Brother Yan, what's wrong..."

Zhihe and Zhili put their hands on Zhisheng's arms, ready to drive him away at any time.

At this moment, Zhisheng suddenly snorted, his head tilted back, and he passed out.

Zhihe quickly stretched out his hand to feel his breath and pulse, beating the table furiously, "Mongolian sweat medicine?!"

The three monks in Xiangguo Temple were so scared that they sat back, "What kind of sweat medicine, what nonsense are you talking about, is Junior Brother Zhisheng sick?"

Zhihe touched Zhisheng’s tea bowl and licked it a little bit. He said with an ugly face, “It’s Mongolian sweat medicine, the medicine given by the prostitute just now? What do you want to do, in broad daylight...Aren’t you afraid of me calling someone?”

He has been sitting steadily like a cloud geese in the Taishan Mountains back to Shi Shiran and said: "You are calling, do you want me to help you and call the officials of Kaifeng Mansion?"

The muscles on Chihwa’s face twitched, making sure that the child’s previous sentence "What did you commit in your hometown" was not a nonsense. He gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"

"What we want depends on what you want." Yun Yan said back. If these people are profiting purely from infringement, then they say they must defend their rights. He only secretly implied that the prostitutes he knew had drugged Zhisheng and prevented them from running away. He also wanted to give a chance.

Hui Chong finally understood, "Brother Yan, you mean he was lying to us before?"

"Nonsense," Yun Yan gave him a blank look. "Brother, you don't want to think, they are really sick, can't they go to the monastery to place an order? Many monasteries in Bianliang have always provided medicine for the poor people, not to mention that they are also monks. I am. Not to mention that ordinary people first thought of going to Daxiangguo Temple, but have they ever been there?"

Hui Chong touched his head: "Didn't they go around asking for help and hitting a wall..."

At this time, Chiwa knew that among these people, it was the yellow-mouthed kid who was in charge. He pressed his heart to fear and said, "Exactly. We tried a few small monasteries first and were unwilling to accept them, so I was discouraged. I am cold and dare not go to Daxiangguo Temple to try."

This pending order also requires the host's permission. At this time, the gap between the rich and the poor is actually very large.

The rich are like the Daxiangguo Temple, and there are many alms-giver, rich and oily. In the poorer monasteries, there are no pilgrims to say nothing about it, because the state will force monks to buy salt and other things to increase their income. There is a fixed amount every year, and the consumption is quite large, and they often cannot make ends meet. Let alone doing business, they may not be able to drink tea.

If the monasteries that Chihwa went to were all poor monasteries, he might be rejected.

Yun Yan shook his head, "At the feet of the emperor, this is not the case. This person claims to be unhelpful, and even the monastery does not allow him to place orders. He makes money and does not bring patients to live in the store. He is so ashamed, but prefers to be an expert in studying the classics. The performer waits to apologize when someone comes to the door, and don’t authorize it. Obviously, he can completely imitate the performance of the mature monk in Daxiangguo Temple, but he does not go to other houses and chooses the jungler who makes less money...Seriously, even if It was copied, and based on their ability to imitate, there must be Vasher willing to accept it."

This kind of behavior, combined with their expressions, really makes people feel that something is wrong.

"Why are these? It can only explain that they dare not ask for help, dare not live in a store, dare not go to the washroom to do business! In my opinion, there is a big problem with their identity, is the payment certificate fake? Or there is no payment certificate at all-say Really, depending on your clothes and your current situation, it doesn’t seem like you can afford a condolence."

The monks and nuns need to be allowed by the state to become monks and nuns. It is an illegal act to shave privately.

However, the country will not just let people become monks. Either you pass the exam-it's very difficult, and the ones who have passed the exam are a minority, or you spend money to buy it. Sometimes when something big happens, the country will also issue a small amount of gift as a gift. The sale of degree rebates is a financial revenue of the country. When the finances are tight, the amount of rebates sold will be increased.

If there is no rebate, or the rebate is false, then naturally he dare not go to those places where the rebate needs to be checked.

Inferring from this, in the current society, those who walk the rivers and lakes as fake monks have basically committed crimes...

Therefore, Yun Yan only asked that before returning. He suspected that these young people who pretended to be "wandering" as monks at a young age could not help but leave their hometown because of their crimes. But watching his reaction, most of it was a swindle.

When Zhihe and Zhili heard Yunyan's answer, they saw that Zhisheng had been taken down. This made it impossible for the two of them to escape the store with Zhisheng, so they had to sit back in their seats.

"Okay, now I can say, what is your situation."

Although Zhihe and the three have been wandering around the rivers and lakes for a few years, they are really not malicious people with scheming, otherwise they would not be really apologetic when they saw them, and they would not make up a lie, and the matter has been revealed. Seeing Yunyan's return, Zhihe didn't intend to report to an official, so he held a glimmer of hope and came from the truth.

It turned out that Zhihe and Zhili were brothers, and Zhisheng was their cousin. The three were from a small village in Yingtianfu. In the past few years, the victims of the famine beat and robbed unscrupulous landlords, resulting in a lot of deaths and injuries. Their family There are only three people left.

Zhihe and Zhili avenged the landlord’s lackey officials, but the housekeeper was seriously injured but still accused them, and the three of them had to escape at night.

In order to conceal their identity, they shaved their heads, pretended to be monks, and bought fake salamanders.

During the period, I was mixed up with a few "boss", but unfortunately, they only have the advantage of learning to talk. They can't fight, and they carry a drag oil bottle, so they don't mix well.

That’s it, I got all the way to Bianliang. Unexpectedly, Zhisheng became ill as soon as he came here... The rest is almost the same as what they said before, but the reasons are changed to fear of being found out as a fake monk. Wanted criminal.

They are also unlucky, and the infringement is also infringing. They have been beaten by copying other people's scripts before, and the stories are not heard by them. But this time, I encountered a copyright party who sent someone to prescribe medicine without saying a word.

Looking at his demeanor, he didn't seem to be fake, Yun Yan pondered back for a moment, and said: "Sure enough, it is because of an illegal identity that I dare not go to the temple or the inn. You are also poor people. If so..."

Brother Zhihe was taken aback, and immediately realized that Yun Yanhui was actually trying to help them, and said excitedly: "If the brother and brother can help, the three of us brothers are grateful, and we will surely end up in reward!"

"What do you report? I think your imitation ability is amazing. If you are willing to formally become a monk, I will ask the abbot to change your identities and enter the Daxiangguo Temple as a monk and serve in the monastery. How about? "Yun Yanhui added, "It is obvious that the master in the temple is proficient in Qihuang, and he can also heal Brother Ling."

Yun Yanhui now has the confidence to speak to the abbot. After all, the two tasks he has been responsible for have been successful.

The two brothers looked at each other and said, "Our brothers are grateful for the grievances of our brothers and brothers who repay their grievances with virtue, but we can shave, but Zhisheng can't really become a monk. At least we have to leave a blood line for the family to pass on from generation to generation!"

"If you don't be a monk, how can you legalize your identity? I don't have the ability to accompany Kaifeng Palace. It's okay to drill loopholes in the rebirth." Yun Yanhui said a little speechlessly, "Besides, why are you so axe? You are a monk? Can't you return to the vulgar?"

Nowadays, in order to commute their sentences or avoid guilt, there are so many prisoners who have some conditions in their families. They choose to become a monk. After a few years, it is a good man to return to the vulgar. Just like Empress Wu, in order to marry her husband's son, she went out first. After leaving a home, it is like deleting an account and rebuilding. After entering Buddhism, the previous data must be cleared.

Zhihe and the others couldn't afford the truthfulness rebate, and they couldn't afford the necessary expenses of the monk. They had no choice but to flee before they didn't want to go to jail.

Chiwa nodded in shame, "Because you said to serve the temple..."

"I can't ask you to be cows and horses for the rest of your life. What era are you now... Oh no, although it is this era, we don't pay attention to that!" Yun Yan replied, "Only pay attention to economic benefits, you have helped create enough wealth. , Even if you’ve reported your favor. I’ll settle the bill for you after the disease is cured, so that it’s accurate to a penny."

The two brothers Chihwa were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that there would be such a calculation. Can't the kindness be measured by money? Is it accurate to the copper plate?

Yun Yan looked back at the two silly children who were still in confusion, and had a plan in his heart. He has a plan to make money recently. Zheng Chou hasn't fully grasped and worked with suitable people. These two seem to give him hope. Anyway, if you get it back, you can check it first. Two skilled vulgar monks were created.

Zhihe and Zhili only thought for a while, and immediately said: "We are willing! Dare to ask how this junior is called?"

Yun Yanhui was already immersed in the dream of receiving a shared horse: "Brother Yun!"

Chiwa & Zhili: "..."