3. Talented men and beautiful women meet their opponents in chess

Lingsuer seemed to have found an outlet to vent his anger, and called out to Chongtianqulai, saying, "If that guy hadn't begged him so hard, how could I have accepted his lay nephew? Now this guy talks about supporting orthodoxy, and talks about cultivating Taoism and the people. It’s useless, it’s of no use to the court, and you’re even trying to persuade me to sell all my skills to the emperor in order to get a wife!”

"Tell me, what's going on? Is the emperor worthy of my ordering Sur to work for him?"

Wang Chong was accompanying his master at this time and couldn't help but chuckle. Only then did he realize that his master had been rejected again by his senior brother.

Ling Suer looked unkind, stretched out his hand and pressed his nostrils, spit out a stream of white smoke, knocked Wang Chong on the head, and shouted: "What are you kidding about? From tomorrow on, you go to transform your senior brother. If you can't If you transform him into a disciple, I won't accept you."

How could Wang Chong expect such a disaster from heaven?

He explained with a grimace: "Disciple is not laughing, I just didn't expect that my senior brother was so stupid in his studies that he thought he was a saint but didn't think about how powerful he was."

Ling Suer suddenly remembered that Taoist Xuanhe once said that Tang Jingyu was also a young scholar, and asked: "I heard that you were also a child prodigy back then?"

Mr. Tang Jingyu, whom Wang Chong borrowed, came from an official family and was indeed known as a child prodigy. He immediately responded: "My apprentice did have some talent and fame back then. If his family had not fallen into disgrace, he would probably have fame now."

Ling Suer asked curiously: "Why don't you want to work for the emperor?"

Wang Chong said with a gloomy face: "My father passed away, and my disciple was almost killed by his stepmother. However, the court etiquette is there. Even if I read about my great fame, I still have to be respectful to my stepmother, and I even want to get a title for her." .Reading, studying, taking scientific tests, wouldn’t it mean that the more you read, the more frustrated you become, and the more you take tests, the more boring you become?”

Beggar King Lingsuer knew that he had made a mistake. He really didn't know that this apprentice had a miserable life experience and was almost killed by his stepmother.

Seeing that the two masters and disciples were depressed together, the presiding master smiled slightly and said: "Since you can't do it, let the disciples talk about the disciples. It will be a good story! Let's see... which one of your two disciples is a cultivator? The seed of the world, the talent for reading.”

Ling Su'er was just talking angrily, but now that he thought about it, it would be a good idea to let Wang Chong transform his great disciple.

He gently touched his palms, smiled slightly, and called out twice: "Wonderful! Wonderful! How could I come up with such a wonderful method?"

The beggar king Lingsuer said to Wang Chong with great courage: "I will give you three months. After three months, I will check again. If you cannot convert your senior brother, I will punish you to be a little monk here for one year." . I still have some things to do, so I can’t stay for a long time, so I’ll leave this matter to you.”

Wang Chong had dozens of green bulls running wildly in his mind. How could he have expected that this master would be so unreliable? Just when he was about to "argue with reason", he saw Lingsuer wave his sleeves, clear the room, and then leave.

Wang Chong was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say.

The presiding master smiled and said: "Your master has always been like this. He is reckless and reckless. He does not look like a monastic figure, but he is more of a charlatan than the old monk in his early years. Since your master has left, you will live in the small temple for the time being. , if you have anything, you can tell the old monk."

Wang Chong bowed and thanked the host. The old monk accepted the chess pieces on the chessboard with a smile and walked away casually.

Wang Chong stayed alone in the Zen room. Until now, he still didn't believe that his master had really left, so he left the matter of Senior Brother Duhua to himself.

"Master! You haven't said yet, who is my senior brother?"

"Forget it! Forget it! Since this senior brother is a famous talent all over the world, he naturally has a great reputation. As long as he inquires a little bit, it should not be difficult to know who he is. At the worst, you can also ask the presiding master. If he has a good relationship with the master, it will definitely You know the identity of my senior brother."

Wang Chong put his hand on his forehead, thought for a while, and then fell asleep.

The next day!

Wang Chong got up to wash up, and went to ask the master in charge. Sure enough, his master had not come back. When he asked about his senior brother again, he didn't expect that the master also said that he didn't know anything about it. He only heard that this handsome man was from Yangzhou. One of the Eight Shows.

Wang Chong could only accept his fate, had breakfast in the temple, and set off straight to Yangzhou City.

The temple where their master and disciple lived temporarily was twenty or thirty miles away from the city. With Wang Chong's walking distance, he could see the city gate in an hour or two.

Yangzhou Prefecture is the most prosperous place in the world.

Wang Chong studied Taoism in Tianxin Temple when he was young. He was in the bitter cold land of the northwest. Even if a group of demonic monks went out to plunder all day long, they didn't see anything good.

As soon as he entered Yangzhou City, Wang Chong felt extraordinary.

This famous city has the world-famous Zen ancestral court, the Slender West Lake, a long cultural heritage, countless scenic spots, and is known as "the famous capital of Huaizuo and the best place in Zhuxi".

Yangzhou's merchants are prosperous and the bustling place is fascinating. However, the most famous thing in Yangzhou is the most prosperous Fireworks Willow Alley in the world. Most of the world's famous prostitutes come from here.

Wang Chong had more than 100,000 taels of silver in his waist. He had several thousand taels of silver and about 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver notes, not to mention gold ingots and countless pearls and antiques.

If he wants to squander, even if he enjoys a few years of fun, he may not be able to spend all his wealth.

Unfortunately, Wang Chong knew very well that if he stayed in a place like this for a few months, the master might not be able to come back. Even if he can't come back, it's still a good thing. If Lingsuer knew that his disciple was such a bastard, he would have to clean up the family and kill him with one sword.

Wang Chong inquired about it in the city, and suddenly felt a little confused.

Today, there are eight of the most famous talents in Yangzhou, known as the Eight Shows of Yangzhou. They are all young and unruly.

It is quite controversial to say which one is more famous and talented, but it is safe to say that no one prefers to become a monk and study Taoism.

Wang Chong had little understanding of this "senior brother" and had no way of judging which of these eight talents was his "real senior brother".

"This is terrible. Which one should I transform? Even if I cast a net all over the sky and transform these eight talented people together, I still have to be willing to accept the master."

He was troubled for a while, and then thought to himself: "Why are there so many talented people in Yangzhou? It would be easier for me to have a few less."

Wang Chong walked around Yangzhou City for a while. Seeing this famous and prosperous place in the world, he was quite moved. He didn't want to go back so early. He thought: "Anyway, Master gave me three months, so it's not less than this day. Okay." It’s easy to come to Yangzhou, why not have some fun!”

He trusted the reins and walked leisurely, not choosing where to go, only choosing lively places.