Vol 2 Chapter 61: High-profile admission

"This is my girl!"
Aunt frowned, picked up Ling Yin and placed it on her legs.
"Isn't she going to follow me?" The aunt was a little unhappy.
It's up to you wherever she is, she looks like it has nothing to do with you... The old aunt's face was slightly stiff with a light smile, and then recovered instantly, smiling gently and said:
"A closer look, the eyebrows really look a little bit like, it's my eyesight."
Well, the eyebrows look like the coachman outside.
No words all the way.
Xu Pingzhi drove a horse-drawn carriage to the vicinity of the Star Observatory. He first heard a noisy sound, turned around the street, and saw a long crowd.
He glanced roughly, and the crowd he saw was one or two thousand, if not less. And this is only a small part of the people. You can imagine how many people radiate from all directions with the star-gazing building as the center. That is a shocking number.
"This is more lively than the Spring Festival..." Xu Pingzhi held the horse's rein and parked the carriage outside.
"Why did you stop?" Auntie's voice came from the carriage.
"There is no way ahead, it's all people." Xu Pingzhi explained: "Let's get off here."
The aunt lifted the window of the car and got out of the car with her husband's support. Xu Lingyue got out of the carriage with her father's support. Xiaodouding was hugged by Xu Pingzhi.
The old aunt frowned. She usually got a maid to greet her on a small wooden bench when she got on and off the carriage.
Fortunately, the carriage is simple and the bottom of the carriage is not high from the ground. Unlike her luxurious carriage made of golden nanmu, the carriage can be as high as the waist.
She jumped off the carriage easily.
Xu Pingzhi beckoned, summoned a guard at the side of the street, and said: "Take care of the carriage."
While speaking, he showed his waist card of the sword guard.
The young Mitoe respectfully promised.
Xu Pingzhi walked around the crowd with his wife and children and walked towards the passage cleared by the Forbidden Army. On both sides of the passage were filled with the Forbidden Army, blocking the people and forming a "safe passage" specially provided for dignitaries.
At the intersection of the passage, two imperial soldiers staggered their spears and stopped Xu Pingzhi and his group.
Xu Pingzhi took out the waist card given by Xu Qi'an, the imperial army glanced at it and let it go.
"Ning Yan's status is getting higher and higher now," her aunt said with joy, "Master, I never dreamed that I would sit with the dignitaries of the capital."
Xu Xinnian couldn't help but Lemon, and hummed, "Mother, you will become the imperial wife in the future."
Xu Pingzhi backhanded a backstab: "You first think about how to stay in the capital."
Xu New Year suddenly wilted.
According to the meaning of the academy, it is to find a way to let him go to Qingzhou, away from the capital, and show his ambition.
But Xu Xinnian didn't want to go. Going to Qingzhou meant staying away from his parents, eldest brother and younger sisters. If the three-year term expires and he cannot return to the capital, he will have to serve another three years in another place.
For three years and three years, I could only see my family members when I returned to Beijing to report on work.
Of course, there is another reason. If he can't enter the Imperial Academy, he will basically stop the cabinet.
Dad's "My son resigns from the old and has the capital of the first assistant" is really empty talk.
After walking the "safe passage", the family looked up and saw the huge officialdom, with many pergola erected. Civil officials, military commanders, and honorable men were sitting in their respective areas in an orderly and distinct manner.
In addition, there are many noble ladies and daughters who are basically dragging their families to watch the fight.
For these noble ladies, the face of Dafeng is second, watching the excitement is the most important thing.
While scanning, Xu Pingzhi took his wife and children to the area where the Dagongren's yamen was located. The main seat was dressed in Tsing Yi with white temples.
There are golden gongs on both sides of him, with silver gongs behind the golden gongs, and the bronze gongs are arranged to be on duty and are not eligible to stay in the pergola to watch the show.
Xu Pingzhi brought his wife and children close, arched his hands, and quickly took his wife and children and the strange woman into the seat.
The famous Wei Yuan and Jin Luo ignored him, which made Xu Ershu breathe a sigh of relief and be a little transparent.
The old aunt also breathed a sigh of relief, it's nice to be a little transparent.
...........
Among these pergola, the most luxuriously built is a resting table wrapped in yellow silk cloth. The bottom of the tent is set up with tables, and members of the royal family and clan members sit by the table.
The Queen and Concubine Chen, who were almost shot out in the harem, also came. Everyone laughed at Yan Yan. They seemed to have always been sisters of harmony, without any nastyness.
The four princesses arrived, Huaiqing sat in the first place, and the framed frame sat beside her.
Among the princes, the prince was still in confinement and could not get out of the door, and all the others came.
For the royal family, this battle is not only a lively event, but also the face of the court and the face of the royal family.
"Where is Xu Qi'an? Why didn't he come out? He couldn't fight the bald donkeys, how would the bald donkey fight..."
Lin'an was chattering endlessly. Shui Lingling's peachy eyes looked around, but she was a little discouraged when she didn't see her dog minion.
"Hang!"
The seventh prince shook his head, "Then Xu Qi'an is a martial artist, how can he fight Buddhism? Besides, with his meager cultivation level, can he really deal with it?"
The three princes smiled and agreed: "Unless Buddhism compares poetry with him."
The two princesses and the princes couldn't help laughing.
Lin'an was furious, swept across his brother and sister fiercely, and cursed: "You are very happy that he lost? Do you want this palace to cast a statue of Buddha for no one of you?"
The third princess frowned and said, "We are just talking about it, what are you doing in Lin'an."
The other princes frowned.
Since the Fu concubine case, Lin'an has become irritable, being rude to their brothers and sisters, and speaking more and more aggressively.
Huai Qing said lightly: "If it is a Taoist fighting method, naturally the one who is strong will win, and the other systems are also the same. But Buddhism is different. Buddhism pays attention to understanding, the mind of the Buddha, and the mechanics of Zen.
"Xu Qi'an is indeed only a seventh-rank martial artist. There are many people whose cultivation bases are stronger than him. But what is the use of higher cultivation bases? No matter how high it is, can you save Eluohangao?"
Huaiqing's words always make people speechless and unable to refute.
The princes and princesses stopped talking.
...........
At the location next to the pergola of the clan family, Shoufu Wang Zhenwen took a sip of his wine and noticed that his daughter's eyes had been looking at the area where the Dagengren Yamen was.
He frowned and asked, "Mur, what are you looking at?"
Miss Wang retracted her gaze and responded with a shallow smile: "This is the first time that my daughter has seen the famous Wei Gong, and she has an extraordinary bearing."
After that, she glanced at a handsome little brother from the corner of her eye.
"By the way, why didn't you see your Majesty." Miss Wang calmly changed the subject, distracting her father.
Wang Shoufu looked sideways at the imperial shed, and said with a smile: "The two in the palace are full of enthusiasm. Your Majesty is annoying and doesn't want to come down. You should be overlooking the Eight Diagrams Terrace now.
Miss Wang said "Oh", and then asked: "Father, why did the Western Regions Mission enter Beijing this time? This unreasonable proposal of fighting is really puzzling."
The mission will not come just as it says, it must have a purpose, and the Buddhist monastic actions these days have made people realize that this time the Western Region missions came to Beijing and the visitors were unkind.
"Maybe it is related to the Sangbo case." Wang Shoufu said lightly.
Miss Wang frowned, and extracted two pieces of information from her father's answer. First, she was not very clear about her father as the first assistant. Second, the Sangbo case seems to hide a deeper inside story.
Just about to ask, Wang Shoufu waved his hand a little impatiently: "You are a daughter's house, don't worry about the court affairs, that ghost and cleverness, let's use it on her husband in the future."
Miss Wang curled her lips and stopped talking. While her father didn't care, she turned her gaze to beating the government office.
When the fighting is over, I will hold a literary meeting in the house... she secretly thought.
On the other side, Xu Pingzhi used his years of experience in the capital to scan the arbor one by one, and saw the big people he recognized, of course, more big people he didn't know.
However, with the Huangpeng as the core, the closer the distance is, the higher the status is definitely the boss.
Suddenly there was the illusion of being on the stage of power in the capital, and all this was brought about by Ning Yan... After this battle, if Ning Yan wins, he will be famous in the capital and famous. ....... If he loses, I am afraid that it will take a long time to be spurned by others. If he writes another sum in the history books, he will have to recite his reputation.
Thinking of this, Xu Ershu felt very complicated.
"Master, look at that princess, isn't it the one who came to worship Ning Yan that day?" The aunt was also watching the scene, and recognized the cold and bright princess Huaiqing.
Xu Pingzhi said "um", which was regarded as a response to his wife.
The aunt went on to say: "The princess in the red dress next to her is also very handsome, that is... her eyes seem to catch people, not very serious."
Xu Pingzhi was taken aback, and whispered: "Nonsense, don't talk about the princess on such occasions, do you want to copy everything?"
Aunt shut up quickly.
"What can't be said? Dafeng royal family doesn't have a good thing." The old aunt said lightly.
We don't know you, you go away and talk...Xu New Year's heart slander.
Xu Pingzhi exhaled and forced himself not to pay attention to the woman, and warned his wife and children: "On such occasions, you must watch more, listen more and speak less, and do nothing, so nothing can be wrong... .Ring tone?!"
The word "ring tone" was shouted, and the voice was changed.
At some point, Xu Lingyin walked in front of the in Tsing Yi with her short legs. She held up her face, pointed to the food on the table, and said with longing:
"Uncle, can I eat your food?"
When Xu Pingzhi saw this scene, the numbness of his tail vertebra rushed to Tianling Gai.
The golden gongs around Wei Yuan frowned at the same time, and said in their hearts that this child was from, so ignorant of etiquette.
Yang Kaitai, who had worshipped Xu Qi'an, recognized Xiaodouding and said hurriedly: "Weigong, this is Xu Ningyan's young girl."
The golden gongs looked at Xu Lingyin with gentle eyes, and said in their hearts that this child is not afraid of life, and if he is full of courage, he will become a great weapon.
Wei Yuan twisted a piece of candied fruit and handed it over.
Xu Lingyin took it and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.
"Candied fruit is not eaten like this. The longer you hold it in your mouth, the longer the sweetness will last." Wei Yuan smiled.
"When the sweetness is over, the candied fruit will be eaten up by others." Xu Lingyin raised her brows:
"As long as I keep eating, it will remain sweet...Uncle, I still want to eat."
Wei Yuan smiled and fed a few candied fruit. Xu Lingyin ate for a while, and said embarrassedly: "Why don't you eat it, uncle?"
Wei Yuan smiled and shook his head.
"You didn't eat it yourself," Xu Lingyin blinked with innocent and clear eyes, and cautiously tentatively said: "Uncle doesn't eat it, I ate them all."
"Can you eat it all?" Wei Yuan smiled, glanced at Xu Lingyin's belly, and then looked at the table full of fruits, candied fruit and top-quality pastries.
"Wei, Wei Gong..."
Xu Pingzhi bit his scalp and came over, bowed, trying to keep his voice from trembling: "The little girl is stubborn, don't know her."
Wei Yuan raised his sleeves, picked up a yellow-orange pear and handed it to Xu Lingyin.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Luzhong smiled and said, "Wei Gong accompany the child to talk, so let's go back."
Xu Pingzhi glanced at Xiaodouding, then at Wei Yuan, who regarded himself as nothing, and turned away helplessly.
"Father, what are you afraid of? The eldest brother is a silver gong, which is highly appreciated by Wei Gong, and there will be nothing wrong with Lingyin." Xu Erlang said.
Xu Pingzhi sighed.
Young people don't understand Wei Yuan's terrible things. People who have experienced the battle of Shanhaiguan will never think that Wei Yuan is an amiable person.
As time passed slowly, Wei Yuan had less and less food in front of him. He glanced at Xu Lingyin's belly, frowned, and raised his hand to press on her head.
Then, he pinched the girl's body for a long time.
"It's a pity," Wei Yuan said regretfully.
"Foster father, what's the matter?" Yang Yan asked.
"This child is strong and strong, and has a deep foundation, but his muscles and bones are too flexible to be suitable for martial arts." Wei Yuan shook his head.
"It's no wonder that she can eat so well. This girl is a rice bucket." Nangong Qianrou laughed.
"Tuituitui..." Xu Lingyin spit at him, her shallow eyebrows raised: "You are a bad guy."
She still remembered this beautiful sister who came to the house and lied to others that her eldest brother was dead, causing her father and mother to cry for a long time.
Nangong Qianrou let out a cold snort, took the handkerchief into her arms, and wiped the saliva on her trouser legs.
Unconsciously, when the time came, Master Duer, who was meditating cross-legged under the pergola, opened his eyes and said loudly, "Jianzheng, you know Sumi mustard."
"That's a trick!"
From above the nine heavens, there was a sneer from Jian Zheng.
In the presence, no matter the high-ranking officials or the people outside, all were energetic and emotional.
The main show has begun!
Master Duer took out a golden bowl from his sleeve and threw it lightly.
"boom!"
The golden bowl weighed more than a thousand catties, and the stone slab was cracked and deeply embedded in the ground.
A pure golden light rises from the bowl and unfolds in the sky, revealing a high mountain, and the winding stone steps extend to the end of the forest.
On the top of the mountain, there is a temple vaguely.
"Fairy means..." Auntie was stunned, dumbfounded.
Except for the Wufu who was in his cultivation, no ordinary people who saw this scene could manage their expressions, and there was an uproar.
"Foster father, what is Sumi mustard seed?" Nangong Qianrou frowned.
"This is an allusion from Buddhism." Wei Yuan glanced at Xu Lingyin, who turned a blind eye to things around him, and said lightly:
"Sumi Tibetan mustard seeds, mustard seeds Nasumi. Legend has it that there is a mountain in the Buddha's hand, called Mount Xumi, that is his dojo. No matter where he goes, the dojo is there."
Yang Yan remembered the battle of Shanhaiguan 20 years ago, remembered the scene of Buddhist monks transporting the army, and suddenly said: "In the palm of the Buddha?"
Wei Yuan nodded: "In the golden bowl, there is a mountain hidden."
"Jingsi, you enter the mountain and sit in the second pass." Master Du'e ordered.
The Junxiu monk in cyan navy stood up, put his hands together in salute, and then stepped into the golden bowl in front of countless people in full view.
In the next moment, the picture scroll unfolded in the sky, with a young monk climbing in the air.
He slowly climbed the steps, came to the mountainside, and sat cross-legged.
Golden light sprinkled from high above and gathered on him. In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of golden light, and the whole person was like casting gold.
...............
"It turns out that this world really has Sumi mustard seeds." Xu Qi'an was speechless.
Yang Qianhuan, who turned his back to him, nodded and said: "Xume mustard seeds, also known as the Buddha Kingdom in the palm, but this should be an ownerless world, hidden in a golden bowl.
"If it is a "Buddha Kingdom" with a master, then the victory or defeat lies in the mind of its master, which is fairly fair."
Chu Caiwei stuffed a bag of pastries into his arms and said softly: "Xu Ningyan, go, eat on the way up the mountain."
"...Thank you, I'm not hungry." Xu Qi'an declined.
Behind them, a group of magicians in white clothes encouraged: "Go, Young Master Xu, although I don't know why Teacher Jianzheng chose you, the teacher must have his reason."
"It must be triumphant, Mr. Xu."
Can you tell me a triumphant victory? With such a good opportunity, in front of the entire capital, I will pretend this wave first.........Xu Qi'an patted Yang Qianhuan on the shoulder and said:
"Senior Brother Yang, after today, you will understand what it means to be a saint before a person!"
.............
Outside the court, on the roof of a restaurant, the swordsman in blue shirt Chu Yuanzhen and the burly big bald-head Hengyuan stood side by side, looking at the shining golden light of the little monk Jingsi, the champion scholar gave a "tsk":
"The golden light cast body, this Xumi world has strengthened Jingsi's diamond body. With Xu Ningyan's current strength, it is impossible to cut it off."
Hengyuan's mood is a bit complicated. It stands to reason that he is a Buddhist disciple, and he should have been on the Buddhist side. But he was also a Dafeng person, and it was Xu Dashan who played in the battle.
"By the way, what happened last night? Why didn't you receive my letter?" Chu Yuanzhen asked.
"Daoist Jin Lian blocked it." Hengyuan said.
This morning, Chu Yuanzhen came to him to "watch the show" with him, and asked about the book delivery last night. After the two confessed, they agreed that Dao Jin Lian had blocked the number four.
"I know it was Dao Jinlian who blocked my transmission, but why?" Chu Yuanzhen expressed puzzlement.
"Tao Master Jin Lian doesn't want you to tell Xu Qian's fight on behalf of Sitianjian?"
"Heh, do you think it makes sense?" Chu Yuanzhen smiled.
"It doesn't make sense." Hengyuan shook his head.
"I always think it's not easy." Chu Yuanzhen groaned. He didn't bother with this question, and instead said:
"You stayed at Sanyang Station for three days, did you gain?"
"The Diamond Sutra cannot be easily taught. Uncle Du'er told me that if you want to see the Diamond Sutra, you can go back to the Western Regions with him and practice three years in Mount Xumi," Hengyuan said.
"Wait for you to become a Buddhist man from the inside out, will it have nothing to do with Dafeng?" Chu Yuanzhen's mouth provoked a mocking smile.
"Not so," Hengyuan argued: "The Diamond Sutra cannot be cultivated by ordinary people. Don't you wonder, why is Jingsi come forward to challenge, and not others?"
Chu Yuanzhen's heart moved: "In the Western Regions Mission, only Jing Si has completed the Diamond Sutra?"
Hengyuan nodded: "Either you are born with the roots of Buddhism, and you can understand the profound meaning of it. Or, go to Xumi Mountain to listen to the Dharma, or there is a slight possibility to understand the Diamond Sutra."
Chu Yuanzhen suddenly thought of something. He gave a high-five and was a little annoyed: "In other words, even if Xu Qi'an wins the fight and obtains the Diamond Sutra, it is useless?
"Because of a womanizer like Xu Qi'an, there can be no Buddha roots."
Hengyuan was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.
During the conversation, the two heard Master Du'e Lang say: "This battle is about climbing! Go to the top of the mountain and enter the temple. If I still don't want to convert to Buddhism, I will be considered as Buddhism lost. Sitianjian has three opportunities."
Hearing this sentence, Wei Yuan smiled.
"Mountaineer..." Yang Yan said in deep thought, "There must be many difficulties along the way. If you are careless, you will lose directly."
When Du'errohan finished speaking, he stopped talking and meditated.
On and off the field, the audience waited for a long time, but they still didn't see Si Tianjian send someone to fight, and they talked a lot.
"Why didn't Sitian Supervisor move? Isn't it afraid?"
"Jianzheng, Jianzheng said something."
"What's the matter? If Sitian Supervisor is scared, why should he agree to the law of fighting? Is he not embarrassed enough?"
Suddenly, someone shouted in surprise: "Someone has come out from the star-gazing building."
In an instant, countless people turned their heads at the same time, looking at the gate of the star-gazing building.
In the lobby on the first floor, a man in a cloak walked out slowly. He was holding a wine jar in his hand, wearing a hood, and hanging his head, unable to see his face.
The moment the man in the cloak stepped out of the stairs, the low-pitched chanting sound spread throughout the audience, along with the Qi machine, into the ears of everyone.
"At the fifteenth and twenty o'clock in the young man, Qingshan walked with the sword."
The man in the cloak took the second step, and his low voice suddenly became loud and loud: "The Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day, soaring for ninety thousand miles."
This...In those pergola, the civil servants stood up unconsciously and cast their eyes on the figure.
The man in the cloak took the third step, single-finger the sky, his voice changed from high and majestic: "The sea is at the end, the sky is the shore, and the martial art is the best I am the peak!"
On and off the court, a martial artist raised his eyebrows with a weird look, and some of the people outside the court even aroused anger.
The man in the cloak took the fourth step and whispered in a long voice: "Turn around three thousand li in one body, and one sword once became a millionaire."
Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly.
The generals, Huo Ran got up.
The man in the cloak took the fifth step and sighed leisurely: "If the day is not born, I will be Xu Ningyan, and the ages of Kyushu are like a long night!"
Xu Xinnian trembled with anger. This is the pinnacle of his life, and he created it in frustration~EbookFREE.me~ Big brother is really shameless.
He looked around angrily and saw dull faces. They looked at the cloaked man who was slowly entering the arena, so focused.
I read this poem and was made fun of by my family. But when my eldest brother read this poem, it was highly regarded and admired by all people...Xu New Year thought angrily:
Brother is really shameless.
Annoyed, Xu Xinnian glanced at the woman next to her again. She looked at the cloaked man, a little lost.
She looked at the man in the cloak foolishly, as if she couldn't tolerate other things in her eyes.
Huaiqing's eyes bloomed with brilliance. For the first time, she felt that this man was so dazzling.
Xu Qi'an didn't chant any more poems, carrying the wine jar, step by step, and finally stopped by the golden bowl. Then, he took off his hood and drank with his head up.
The drink ran along his chin, drenching his clothes, arrogantly.
Suddenly, he threw the wine jar to the ground and laughed wildly in the cracking sound of "cangdang":
"The hero of the world came out of my generation, and the years are destroyed when he enters the world. Amidst the grand plan hegemony, talking and laughing, I can't win a life drunk."
In the wild laughter, he jumped into the golden bowl.
At this moment, the whole room was silent.
After a long time, suddenly, the noise came, like a sea tide, sweeping the audience.
"Dafeng, we will win!"
"Dafeng, we will win!"
This high-profile debut, the emergence of this line of masterpieces, instantly crushed Buddhism in style, and overlooked Buddhism in momentum.
I also returned my confidence to the people in the capital.
The civil and military officials nodded slowly, showing admiration. It turned out that Xu Qi'an's high-profile admission was meaningful.
Sweep the decline and regroup.
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