Yuegu was wearing a big red jacket, a light green pleated skirt, black leather boots, a brass buckled cowhide belt around her waist, an embroidered incense bag on the belt, a gold-swallowing ebony silver sword hanging, and a jade hairpin tied to the high-rolled bun. W√w    W★.

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CoM clothes and accessories are all top-notch, but this combination looks really awkward.

Yang Hao knew that someone was deliberately trying to keep Yue Gu. It shouldn't be Qing'er, nor could it be Xiaoyu, and it might be Lu Rui's share, but the biggest suspicion was Dongyu and several maids.

Yue Gu did not realize that she had been plotted by others. She asked Yang Hao happily: "Do I look good?" Yang Hao nodded and smiled, "It's very good." Yue Gu was praised and felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey. She pulled Yang Hao's arm and acted coquettishly: "You said you would go out with me. I'm going today. Don't you want to eat words?" Yue Gu once learned Chinese from an Uighur businessman when he was a child, but he had never had the opportunity to use it. At this moment, he couldn't help but speak a little out of tune and the vocabulary was used incorrectly.

Yang Hao coaxed her: "I will definitely accompany you after these two days." Yue Gu said angrily: "No, I'll go today." Qing'er said with kindness: "It's the Christmas of Weituo Bodhisattva. Fuguang Temple in the west of the city must be lively, and my sister is just going to see it." Yue Gu shouted excitedly: "Okay, okay, I'm going to worship Buddha!" ​​Yang Hao glanced at Qing'er, gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "I'll settle the score with you again." Qing'er snorted proudly, and stuck out her tongue at him.

Yue Gu did not notice the two of them fighting each other. She was thinking about the excitement outside and wanted to fly to Fuguang Temple immediately. She dragged Yang Hao and was about to leave. Qing'er suddenly called her. Yue Gu asked, "Sister is going too?" Qing'er smiled and said, "Sister has something to do, I can't go." After pausing, "Sister, please change your clothes." Yue Gu asked with confusion, "Doesn't my clothes look good?" Qing'er said, "It's not that bad, it's too beautiful. Buddhism emphasizes the purity of everything. I think it's better to change it to a plain one."

Yue Gu frowned and thought for a while, and snorted, "You are lying, you are afraid that I will look so beautiful. He only cares about me and not you, so I won't be fooled by you." After that, he dragged Yang Hao's arm and pulled it out. Yang Hao turned around and made a face at the stunned Qing'er, stuck out his tongue, and went proudly.

There are crowds of people in front of Fuguang Temple, and there are many pilgrims. There are hundreds of stalls selling incense and candles lined up along the door, and every family is booming. Those who make snacks, sell calligraphy and paintings, and tell fortunes and play tricks to make friends and play with each other, and there are countless other streets in front of the mountain.

Yue Gu had never seen such a lively place before. He threw himself in the temple and burned incense and worshipped Buddha. He ran around the streets, hoping that all the stalls would go over to take a look. Yang Hao followed the street and felt his waist and legs hurt. Yue Gu thought he was too slow to drag him down, so he left him and walked around.

Yang Hao beat four guards and followed Yue Gu, and he found a teahouse on the street to sit down. He looked at the bustling crowd and smiled helplessly.

At the end of last year, Zhu Xiangnan, the then magistrate of Feng'an County, planned to imitate the regulations of Chang'an and the east and west cities to open a market in Feng'an City, which can both serve as a living businessman and increase tax revenue. After some investigation, he fell in love with the land in front of Fuguang Temple and made a detailed opening plan.

After the plan was submitted to Yang Hao, Yang Hao revised and supplemented it based on the operation knowledge of modern commercial real estate and prepared a project department. After that, Zhu Xiangnan went to Fuguang Temple to negotiate to buy land. Fuguang Temple first refused to sell land, but then used the excuse of the two companies working together. After cheating Zhu Xiangnan's opening plan, they kicked Zhu Xiangnan away and joined hands with several major merchants in Fengzhou to start the opening.

Fuguang Temple is a villa of Xiangfu Temple. Elder Fuyuan of Xiangfu Temple once lent Yang Hao 30,000 taels of silver as military expenses to help him survive the financial crisis he encountered after he was in charge of Feng'an. When Zeng Chongyang was in power, Elder Fuyuan took in Yang Hao's family. For these reasons, Zhu Xiangnan and Feng'an County Government took care of the issue with Fuguang Temple, and were timid and were passive from beginning to end. Finally, all efforts were wasted.

Although the Feng'an government did not gain any advantage in the opening, the Feng'an people still benefited a lot. In just half a year, the former wasteland vegetable fields were already prosperous.

While Yang Hao was drinking tea, he suddenly saw Zhang Lang, a guard who was shopping with Yuegu, rushing over and reporting in panic: "My sister-in-law is fighting with the monk in the temple."

Yang Hao smiled unconsciously and said to Zhang Lang: "Don't worry, just tell me what's going on?"

Zhang Lang was slightly surprised and replied: "There is a painting stall selling paintings by Guanyin Pond. The stall owner was painting on site to attract customers. My sister-in-law was watching it, but suddenly three monks came. She kicked the painting stall without saying a word and beat the scholar selling paintings. My sister-in-law saw the injustice and came forward to judge them. Who knew that the bald donkeys were very arrogant. They started to fight for disagreement."

Yang Hao took a sip of tea and asked, "It's her first move." Zhang Lang grinned and said, "I can't remember it, maybe, right."

A tea chef interrupted and said, "Young man is so patient, so go and take care of your wife. Those three monks are monks who specialize in the Fuguang Temple to collect Buddhist honors. They are very cruel and tight! Who among the people here is not afraid?" Zhang Lang sneered and said, "I dare not borrow his eight courages, and it is a rebellious!" Seeing Zhang Lang speaking hard, the tea chef saw that Yang Hao was extraordinary and had some understanding, he stopped saying a word.

Yang Hao called Zhang Lang, explained a few words in his ear, and beat him. He was still sitting and drinking tea slowly. After drinking tea, he put down the tea money and then got up and walked out.

Dr. Tea came to collect the tea money and said to the tea chef who was just talking, "Do you know why he doesn't sit and move?" Tea chef said, "This man looks a bit of a background." Dr. Tea smiled and said, "It's not just a background. If he stomped his feet, let alone Fuguang Temple, even Xiangfu Temple would collapse." The tea chefs all exclaimed, "So it's him! No wonder he has such confidence."

On the banks of Guanyin Pond in the southwest corner of Fuguang Temple, three monks with blue noses and swollen eyes were stacked into a pile of fleshy arhats. A fat monk pressed at the bottom of the house hummed and begged Yue Gu: "I will never dare again, the heroine, please spare my life."

Yue Gu snorted, pointed to a young scholar beside him who was raising his face to stop bleeding and said, "He is a good person. If you dare to hit him again, I will teach you a lesson." The fat monk said with a bitter face: "I dare not beat him to death."

Yue Gu hummed proudly, waved his hand and shouted, "Get out!" The three monks hummed and got up, stumbled and fled. Yue Gu walked to the pond, grabbed two willow leaves, and handed them to the young scholar and said, "If you put them in your nostrils, you won't bleed."

While thanking the scholar, he took advantage of the situation to touch Yuegu's hand while picking up the leaves. Yuegu didn't care, but just thought that he was an unintentional move. Li Wei, the guard standing next to her, stopped doing it, grabbed the scholar by his hand, raised his fist and hit it. The scholar wailed, and his knees softened and suddenly collapsed. Yuegu stopped Li Wei and said dissatisfied: "You are not allowed to hit him!" As he said that, he stepped forward to protect the scholar. Li Wei was about to defend himself, but suddenly heard a noise, but saw the crowd on the streets split into two sides, and more than a dozen stick monks holding a stick with a murderous intent snatched him.

The scholar was frightened to the point of seeing this posture, his face was blue, his trembling, and he didn't dare to grow. He just wanted to escape. Yue Gu was not afraid at all, and comforted the scholar and said, "You don't have to be afraid if I am here." The scholar gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile, saying, "I'm not afraid either." Yue Gu nodded with satisfaction, and strode forward to stop the stick monks: "Who are you?" The stick monk said nothing, and then raised his stick and smashed it. Yue Gu hurriedly avoided.

Li Weiduo shouted: "Are you going to rebel?" The other two guards also pulled out their waist knife and pushed them up. Although the three were wearing plain clothes, the sword in their hands was a horizontal knife that was matched by the army. The handle of the knife was wrapped in silk thread, and the scabbard was decorated with silver flowers and golden talismans. The monk Ling Weikong, the stick monk, lit up his eyes and immediately stopped his subordinates and asked: "Who are you? Why did you hit my disciples in front of my mountain gate?"

Li Wei smiled coldly, lifted up his clothes, revealing the defense guard token hanging on his belt. Weikong was secretly surprised and was about to answer. Yue Gu snatched it out and said, "You monks and beat people in the street. This is illegal. Are you not afraid of the government's punishment?"

"Breaking the law?" A fat monk with dark circles squeezed out from behind Weikong. He dragged the spy's voice and shouted, "Not to mention beating him, even if he killed him, the government would not care!" Yue Gu saw that the monk was the fat man who had just been beaten away, and he said furiously: "It's you, you, again! Do you dare to come back?"

The fat monk supported himself and shouted arrogantly: "Stupid girl, Master Buddha just called the delaying plan. I will stabilize you first and then find someone to repair you."

Weikong glared at him and shouted, "Get back." The fat monk shrank his neck in fear and hurriedly retreated to the side. Weikong cleared his throat and said politely to Yuegu: "Madam, don't be deceived by this poverty. This guy fled to Feng'an. He lived in the temple for half a year. He had no money to drink and set up a stall in front of the mountain gate. Others were lazy and greedy. He didn't pay the Buddha Jing for three months and refused to leave. He occupied the pit and did not shit."

The scholar's face turned red with shame when he heard this.

Yue Gu asked Wei Kong in confusion: "What is Buddha's respect?"

"Buddha is..." Weikong wanted to explain it to her, but suddenly his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything.

"Fu Jing is the tax collected by monks. This land is from their temple. If the vendors want to set up a stall here, they have to pay money to the temple. The monks are pretentious and refuse to mention money, so they change it to Fo Jing." Li Wei gave an explanation to Fo Jing. Although it was not easy to hear, the meaning was very accurate.

"This lady must be a foreigner. She doesn't understand our rules. Today's incident is a misunderstanding." When Monk Weikong said this, the fat monk stopped doing it and interrupted and shouted, "You can't be so cheap for them. Senior brother, you have to make the decision for us." Weikong glared at him fiercely and cursed, "Things without eyesight won't get out!" While saying that, he threw a wink over.

The fat monk was stunned for a moment, looked at Li Wei and the other two, and suddenly understood and left in a hurry. The scholar seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly screamed: "What kind of world is this? The world is bright and the universe, Wang Fa Zhaozhao, do you want to leave after you hit someone?"

Li Wei sneered, "What are you going to do?" The scholar glared and said, "The ancients said that wealth and honor cannot be lustful, and mighty cannot be betrayed, so that they can be a real man. I am suffering from this great humiliation today. Unless he apologizes to me, I..."

After hearing this, Weikong asked with a sneer on his face, "What can you do if I don't apologize?" The scholar was speechless when he heard this. Li Wei and the two guards both had mocking sneers on their faces, and he was like passing by and watching jokes.

The scholar gritted his teeth and walked to Yuegu, gave a deep tribute, then clenched his fists and walked towards Weikong angrily. Yuegu grabbed him and said, "You can't beat them." The scholar said generously, "I made them so humiliate, if I dared not say a word, what's the point of living? A real man can lose his life, but he can't lose his backbone." He struggled hard, but he couldn't break away from Yuegu's hand.

Seeing this, Li Wei and the other two couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!