Chapter Thirty-Seven [The Daoist Helps the World, God's Boxing Team]
"I am grateful to the donor, so I dare not ask the surname Gao of Guizhuang?" Zhong went to bow and sang Nuo.
"The old man's surname is Li, and this is called Qingshi Village. The old man is the old man in this village. When he meets his juniors, he all calls him Li Taigong of Qingshigou. He dares to ask the Taoist's secrets and what kind of responsibilities he has on the mountain?" Li Taigong asked as he stroked his white beard and long beard.
Zhong Qi thought for a moment and replied, "Master is Taoist Master Chen Kongshan. Because I am a common surname Zhong, I am in charge of some intellectuals in the temple. *My fellow believers all regard their surname as my taboo and call me Taoist Zhong and Taoist Zhong..."
Seeing that Mr. Li was depressed, Zhong Qi knew that there might be something wrong in his village, but he didn't say much to the old man, but he just kept holding his fists and thanked him for staying in for the night.
The two chatted for a while, but the old lady didn't say much, but just ordered the kitchen to pack up some wine and food, and smiled at Zhong Qi, "The old man wants to invite Taoists to have some supper, but I don't know if the master's school bans meat and fish?"
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Li Taigong smiled bitterly when he heard this, "Master was joking. These delicacies, except for dog meat, are not seasonal (season, season) dishes. Even if the Taoist priest wants to eat it, it is difficult for the old man to get such a vegetarian banquet in this barren mountain."
Zhong Qi also chuckled with his lips. Mr. Li hurriedly ordered the two queens to go to the wine cellar to move wine, and said to Zhong Qi: "Since the master does not avoid wine, let the queens bring some wine to come and serve the Taoist."
At a moment, a few young men brought tables and chairs, spread a few dishes, a pair of chopsticks, and a pot of wax wine, and served them separately in front of Zhong Qi.
Zhong Qi did not refuse, unswerved his pocket, took a few pieces of silver, and took about three or four cents of silver. He was afraid that Mr. Li would not accept it, so he secretly twisted it on the table and pressed it with a wine pot to make money for wine and stay.
After a while, after three rounds of wine, Li Taigong sat at the opposite table. He looked at Zhong Qi with a smile, without moving his chopsticks, and asked a few questions from time to time.
After Zhong Qi used the food and drinks, Li Taigong came to apologize again and said, "I was disrespectful tonight, so I had to ask Taoists to rest in the ear room outside for a night."
Zhong Qi was already satisfied with his ability to hold on, so he nodded quickly, bowed and thanked him.
Mr. Li pondered for a moment and hesitatedly said: "I just ask Taoists to follow the old man's words first, just cover their heads and go to bed at night. If you smell the bustling noise outside, you are not allowed to come out to inquire."
Seeing that the villager in the courtyard was hanging red silk and pasting colored strips, Zhong Qi said in confusion: "What are the happy events in Guizhuang tonight?"
Seeing that Old Lady Li looked depressed and knew that he had any trouble, Zhong Qi would not intend to interfere in other people's business, but Li Taigong was polite to Taoism and repay his kindness, Zhong Qi then asked.
Old Lady Li sat down and sighed when she heard this, "Oh... it's all done by monks."
"What did the monks do?" Zhong Qi was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said, "Why don't the old lady like her expression? Could it be that I came to disturb her? Then tomorrow I will pay all the money for wine and stay..."
Taigong hurriedly stopped Zhong Qi and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, isn't it said that Taoist priests, my farmer is a young man, and I am the most polite to the Tao and respect Buddha."
As long as it is not a disaster year, I have to go up the mountain to donate my merits every year. How could I feel that a Taoist priest is just a little girl who goes out of the house tonight, and I am so worried about this."
Zhong Qi thought he was reluctant to leave his daughter, so he laughed and comforted: "Men should get married when they are old, and women should get married when they are old. This is a great matter of human ethics. The ritual of the five constants. If you have any worries, relax and relax."
"The old man also knows this truth. He is very patient with this marriage and is not willing to do it." Li Taigong said with a wry smile.
Zhong Qi shook his head and asked, "Since it's a reluctance, why do you want to marry a daughter to him?"
Mr. Li smiled bitterly when he asked. Zhong Qi asked for a long time before Mr. Tai said slowly:
"The old man has only this little girl, who is nineteen years old, so he is still waiting for his name and should be betrothed with others.
However, last year, a nest of bandits came up from Qingshigou, claiming to be a divine group. The leader was a Taoist priest, and a monk and a scholar. The three of them were the leaders. They also accommodated many Qinling bandits and fled to the northwest.
These people were just pounding golden drums on the mountain, gathering camp flags, burning talismans, dancing swords and guns, marching and dispersing, and practicing every day, and I was in peace with me."
Mr. Li paused and said, "We were in peace, but the second leader was a monk Hua. I learned that my family had a daughter who had not yet left the house, so I led someone down the mountain to make a marriage with me.
If it were someone else, I would agree, but the monk Hua was cruel and obscene and often abused his young daughter. He was afraid that he was powerful and had to agree to him. Tonight was the time to pick up the bride..."
Zhong Qi pondered for a while and comforted Mr. Li, "How many minions are there under their command? Since they are gods, do you know that they are soldiers from all the sects, and what are the names of those three leaders?"
"There are many old men who don't know the details. It's probably a hundred people in the mountains. I only read the letter from his Central Military Order Flag: Zhang, the god general of the left camp, and the old men don't understand these... I only know that the monk's surname is Zeng, who is born with a fat head and a strong martial arts skill. He has a Taoist and a Confucian scholar, but he doesn't know his name..." Li Taigong looked at Zhong Qidao.
Zhong Qi rubbed his chin and pondered, "I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so I took the initiative to intervene inquiries, which is not in line with my Taoist character. However, this old man Li is good, so I have to find a way to help..."
If you fight alone, Zhong is good at martial arts skills and is not afraid. Even if you are afraid that there are many minions in the mountains, you will be surrounded by one stroke. Even if Zhong is good at seven martial arts skills, you will not be able to escape.
After thinking for a while, Zhong Qi barely thought of a way to break the situation and immediately said to Li Taigong: "Taigong, if you want to save your daughter and break this thief, just follow my orders and go and get paper and pen. When I have a letter, you will send it to Jiuli Road overnight.
Mr. Li said horrifiedly: "Tao...Master, how can you defeat the thief? They are numerous and powerful, and they will kill people without blinking..."
Zhong Qi comforted, "No, no, follow my instructions. There is a patrol department in the nine li, and there is always a archer with fifty archers and can summon people to be strong. Isn't it better than the thief? The patrol has old age for me, so I will definitely help you."
Mr. Li was busy handing over paper and pen, and half-doubtedly said: "But... the inspection is directly under the jurisdiction of the court, and there is no official seal, and it is a personal transfer. It is a death sentence. Will the inspector take risks for this?"
"Not sure something is wrong. This divine group is a remnant of the Bagua Sect in Shu. It is the bandit Zhang Guanwu. He is wanted by the government. If he has the right to make arbitrary decision in case of affairs, he will definitely come..." After Zhong Qi said that, he wrote a letter and handed it to Mr. Li, asking him to condemn others quickly and must deliver it to him.
When Mr. Li heard this, he was overjoyed and acted according to the orders. He sighed: "It is also my family who worships Buddha and respects the Tao for many years, and accumulates blessings. He has the honor of his three lives. I will be able to meet the Taoist real person who came down..."
Jiuli Path is not far away, nor is it close. It takes twenty miles to take a shortcut, and Deng Kui is also Zhong Qi's only helper.
As long as he is determined to make meritorious and advance, he will definitely come to help suppress the thieves. As for whether the group of gods is the remnant bandit Zhang Guan Wu tribe, Zhong Qi didn't know, but he just guessed that the name of Zhang should be the same.
Then he said to Li Taigong again: "When will the monk come to pick him up?"
Mr. Li replied: "About the end of Yin (from 3 to 4 o'clock in the morning), I came to pick me up at dawn, and I happened to return to the village at Chen hour."
Zhong Qi looked at the big red sedan chair outside the yard and smiled and said, "Old lady, just ask your daughter to hide it elsewhere, just put the red glow and wedding clothes on me. I will wait for her to leave..."
Chapter completed!