Chapter 18:
There are many monasteries in Xiangguo Temple, many of which are open to pilgrims. Li Canghai and Lvyi were not the family members of the officials, and they walked there, but they didn't go to the Qingjing Temple which had been reserved for the women of officials.
Walking away, I saw the exquisite layout, pavilions and pavilions, carved cages and painted buildings, which were like a palace, very different from Lingjiu Palace and Tianyahai Pavilion.
Some of the courtyards of Lingjiu Palace are in the style of the Tang Dynasty, and some are in the style of the Western Regions. When the craftsmen were organized to build it in the Tianshan Mountains, there were two teams from the Central Plains and the Western Regions.
The Tianya Hai Pavilion is a completely exquisite Jiangnan style, paying attention not to destroy the beauty of the original mountains, rocks and forests on the island.
Along the way, many rich and noble sons had their eyes glued to Li Canghai as if they had lost their souls.
They came to Yiwen to meet friends, but when they saw Li Canghai, they didn't go with them, so they turned around and entered another Buddhist temple.
There was an old warrior monk in the courtyard who was dancing with a long stick. Li Canghai could see that this was martial arts on the battlefield. It was different from the fancy moves of the Jianghu people. Compared with ordinary Jianghu Ke with shallow internal strength, this kind of kung fu wins a lot.
The old warrior monk shouted, "Min'er, Zu'er, come up and try!"
The two brocade-robed youths standing beside the sticks responded, "Yes."
Then, one person held a long stick and attacked the warrior monk. The older, taller and handsome boy attacked the right side and the smaller one attacked the left side. The two cooperated tacitly, and greeted the monk with one stick more than the other.
But that warrior monk was not general, he was quick-witted, and blocked and counter-suppressed one by one. The two teenagers divided their work and cooperated, with one attacking the upper plate and the other attacking the lower plate, and the monks had to be distracted up and down.
But the monk still refused to admit defeat. He danced the stick skill very well, and his body reacted faster than his brain.
The young man calmly raised his stick to face him, although he was always strong, but at this time he was also shocked to the point of pain. Another young man suddenly attacked the back of the monk. The battlefield is not a martial arts competition, and there are no gentlemen.
The warrior monk took care of his back and ducked to the side. Only this distraction made it too late to bear the force of the older boy, and stepped back again. But two steps back in a row, when the young man's moves made him old, the warrior monk once again took the initiative and swept away with one stick, forcing the two young men back.
The two teenagers were not discouraged privately, and the three of them fought for a while. The warrior monk was old and finally exhausted, so he took a stick from the older boy and took a step back.
"Master, are you alright?"
"Joke, how can I let you two little dolls be defeated?"
But suddenly there were many people beside him, not the monks in the temple, nor the entourage of the two young men, but two women in white clothes that beat the snow.
Although one of them is wearing men's clothing, but with flying robes, graceful appearance, unstained face, slender eyebrows, skin like ice and snow, and spirit like the autumn moon, it makes people forget the vulgarity.
The other is dressed in women's clothes, with delicate and pretty facial features, delicate red lips, and shining star eyes. She is also a rare beauty.
The two women ignored the few scholars who followed them. They were scholars after all. Although ghosts and gods followed them, they didn't have the confidence to step forward abruptly.
Li Canghai was thinking about the moves of the monk and the two teenagers, thinking that he hadn't seen the whole set yet.
Li Canghai was taught one-on-one by Xiaoyaozi, especially for more than a year after that, every day, Xiaoyaozi changed different kinds of kung fu in the world while feeding her the tricks and explaining them. Therefore, even if she has not seen all the martial arts secrets in the world, her vision is absolutely extraordinary.
"Sister...Sister!" Suddenly, the tall and straight teenager ran over.
But seeing his deep facial features, fair complexion, raised corners of his eyes, flying eyebrows, a pair of clear eyes that are lighter than ordinary Han people, a high nose bridge, and thin lips of vermilion.
Li Canghai saw that there were really people who knew martial arts in this Xiangguo Temple. Since she was a member of the martial arts, she could not help being a little polite, and asked: "Are you calling me sister?"
The boy said, "Sister Li, I'm Zhe Jimin, don't you remember me?"
Li Canghai just remembered that five years ago, she was still impressed by the little beast who loved beheading people at the border, but the one who stopped in her mind was the ten-year-old child who looked like a "little sharp brother". .
But seeing that at this time, his blue silk was tied on a jade crown, he was dressed in moon-white silk, with a jade belt around his waist, and he was pedaling Hu boots. He looked like a gentleman from an aristocratic family.
"It's you, why are you in Bianjing? Are you not from Fuzhou?"
"I thought I would never see my sister again."
Suddenly another younger boy came forward and said, "Brother, is this the sister you said saved you five years ago?"
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Zhe Jimin invited Li Canghai and the two to drink tea in the meditation room. The warrior monk's name was Jie Yan. He was a student of Shaolin, and he also had contacts with Yang Wulang, who trained warrior monks in Wutai Mountain when he was young.
Zhe Jimin made a great achievement last year. The Zhe family led the army to quell the border rebellion. Zhe Jimin, who was only fourteen at the time, took the lead and killed the Dangxiang people.
Zhe Jimin was only nine years old five years ago, and there were rumors in the border that he rescued the people of the Song Dynasty who were kidnapped at a young age, and also killed the thirty horsemen of the party.
Just when the young Renzong Zhao Zhen heard about this, he was also very interested, so Zhe Jimin entered the eyes of the little emperor.
After that, Zhe Jimin joined the Zhe family army, and he also had a brave style and made a lot of contributions. Until last year, a large rebellion, his vanguard army bravely defeated the spirit of the rebel army.
Renzong wanted to seal the reward family. Two months ago, he came to Beijing with an uncle. At a young age, he was already appointed by Renzong as the sixth-grade Zhenwei captain. His thirteen-year-old concubine Zhe Jizu has been his follower for the past five years, but he also learned martial arts at the age of four, and now he has to be named a ninth-rank Renwu captain.
The brothers of the Zhe family were still in Bianjing. They heard that there were several master monks in the Daxiangguo Temple who came from the Shaolin Temple, so they came to ask for some advice.
Avoiding anger is inconvenient and treats more female guests. Xiangguo Temple is different from Shaolin Temple. Xiangguo Temple welcomes pilgrims from all over the world. Naturally, female guests are not allowed to enter and leave. However, monks from Shaolin are still more taboo here.
Zhe Jimin said, "I dare not forget the life-saving grace of Sister Li and Grandpa Shenxian that year. When you left in a hurry, I couldn't find you."
Li Canghai smiled lightly: "It's a lot of work. Didn't you run away from home later?"
Zhe Jizu excitedly looked at the "Sister Goddess" who was described by his elder brother as the unparalleled martial arts. The young man had a lively heart and said from the side, "Why didn't you run away? He called to go out to find..."
Zhe Jimin glanced at him, Zhe Jizu had to shut up, Zhe Jimin said, "I still want to go out and meet the world, but when I was eleven years old, I entered the army to experience, and I had no time."
"The children are running away from home because of the commotion, and the adults in the family have to worry about it." Li Canghai couldn't help but think that when she volunteered as a teacher, there was a fourth-grade student who had average grades. She suddenly scored a 100 in a math test. She was told by jealous classmates in the class that she was cheating. She later made a scene and ran away from home, making her parents and teachers angry.
Zhe Jimin said, "Sister, I'm already a captain of Zhenwei who was proclaimed by the official family, not a child."
Li Canghai murmured: "Zhenwei Colonel, from the sixth rank, is a very big official." In the current fifteen-level system of civil servants, the sixth-rank officials are almost equivalent to the local bureau level and deputy department level. This little baby is only a few years old, and he has a higher official rank than the father of Ling Fei's first love, the scumbag ex-boyfriend.
Therefore, Li Canghai's words are sincere emotion and praise.
But she is not the kind of back-house woman who is looking for a promising aristocratic son to marry. Her tone is too bland, without excitement, and it is obviously a sincere compliment, but it makes others hear that she is looking down on this official position.
Therefore, Zhe Jimin's face couldn't help blushing, and his hands were clenched tightly in secret.
It was Zhe Jizu who rounded things up and said, "Sister Li, I heard from my eldest brother that there is an old immortal, why can't I see him?"
Li Canghai sighed: "My master passed away."
Zhe Jizu knew that he had said something wrong, so he shut his mouth in embarrassment, and Zhe Jimin said, "Sister, please condolences."
After enjoying a vegetarian meal at Daxiangguo Temple, Li Canghai and the Zhe brothers left the temple together, only to see a group of scholars and pilgrims surrounded by far and near outside the temple.
"I'm coming!"
"Sure enough, she is a peerless beauty!"
"My God, Liu Yiyi from Linglongfang is far worse than her!"
"It turns out that after going in for so long, you will be a little white face!"
"Which family's daughter would come out like this and show her face like this, and she is still privately meeting little white faces in Xiangguo Temple?"
"It's not in the building, is it?"
"Which building has such a beauty?"
Originally, some people who peeked at the beautiful women were afraid of the sudden beauty, but when they saw them enter the house privately and get along with the young men, they became evil, and people are like this.
Li Canghai's pretty face sank slightly, but he didn't want to argue with a bunch of filthy people, but Lu Yi was annoyed and just waited for Li Canghai's look.
On the other hand, Zhe Jimin suddenly turned around and faced the few people with lewd faces and dirty words in their mouths, with a cold look in their eyes.
"You... what are you going to do?" Several frivolous sons couldn't help but take a step back.
Zhe Jimin didn't wait for them to escape, he quickly swept to the bottom of these people, how could those weak chickens who don't know martial arts stand up to the little beasts, they fell down one by one, hugging their legs and crying.
Seeing this, Lu Yi couldn't help laughing like a mountain flower. The lively young boy on the side saw it, and secretly said: Although this elder sister is not as good as the fairy elder sister, she is also very beautiful.
Zhe Jimin came back and said, "Sister, I'm the one who has implicated you."
Li Canghai said: "I don't care so much about people like them."
Zhe Jimin said, "My sister will be much better when she wears a hat next time when she goes out."
Li Canghai: "Why should I wear a hat?"
"My sister has a beautiful appearance, which is rare in the world, and others will feel evil when she sees it."
Seeing the sincerity of what he said, Li Canghai would not be disgusted, and said, "In this world, it is not necessarily the lady who loves to wear a hat when she goes out, there are also famous prostitutes in the classroom."
Zhe Jimin: …
She is telling the truth.