It was midnight when he returned to Cuiwei Garden. Cheng Zongyang didn't care about washing away the blood and soil on his body. He hurriedly climbed to the Tianxiang Sugar Pavilion, closed the door, took out the copied note from his close-fitting bag, carefully spread the text on the paper under the lamp, and read it when he was transcribed. Cheng Zongyang was still thrilling when he read it at this time.
When you see this passage, I may have returned to the Lord's arms. It is my long-standing wish that God bless you, my friend
I, George Walker, a devout Catholic, was born in Georgia in 1908 and was favored by the Lord. I became a priest at the age of twenty and spent my quiet life in the countryside of Georgia.
On August 20, 1968, on a painful day, I was in charge of the mass in the church and encountered a change that only God could answer.
The atmosphere of death enveloped me, I think I had left that world. When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was blurred. I opened my mouth and heard a baby cry...
I was born again, but in a completely strange world, my parents, may God bless them to be foolish pagans, and they worship idols
As I grew up, I showed my ability to surpass my peers, my parents thought I was a natural pagan and sent me into a pagan church: Dafu Lingjiu Temple...
They slaughtered me in the ceremony of the pagans and gave me a new name: I cannot understand all this without picking it up, but a humble mortal cannot question God's arrangements...
After a long period of thinking, I decided to preach the gospel of God in this world, but I know deeply that once exposed, I will have no place to stand in this world full of pagans.
So after careful calculation and arrangement, I finally became the presidency of this pagan church in the forty-fifth year of my arrival here...
This cloak is so small that I leave more records and thoughts about this world in the church library. I hope your and my reincarnated people can read it. May God bless you! Hallelujah!
The handwriting of the branch is blurred, and because it is copied to the lines of the robes, the order of the words and sentences seems to be chaotic.
Cheng Zongyang looked over and over again, without realizing that the night passed by, the sky was filled with light of dawn. The head of the ten directions of the jungle, the former abbot of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple, and the monk Bushi, who was respected as the master of Yi Shi, turned out to be a time traveler!
Even though Cheng Zongyang was used to Jia Sidao's use of false punishment to kill Yue Fei, Gao Qiu became an undercover agent, Qin Hui and Cai Jing performed on the same stage, this discovery still made Cheng Zongyang unable to stand up for two hours.
Is Dafu Lingjiu Temple a Buddhist Catholicism or a Catholic Buddhism? What kind of records does Master Bushi leave in the Sutra Pavilion of Dafu Lingjiu Temple? His memory of his past life? Diary? Or an analysis of this world? Will there be a way to go back?
Cheng Zongyang's heart was cold and hot, and he wanted to rush into the Sutra Library of Dafu Lingjiu Temple immediately and snatch all the records left by Bushi! Those bald monks were not afraid of fighting with him! The battle in Jiangzhou ended, and more than 2,000 people from Xingyue Lake camp pulled them over, and even stepped on them!
With a whistle, the pen tube in his hand shattered. Cheng Zongyang realized that he was almost impulsive and lost his mind. He took a long breath, suppressed the impatience in his heart, got up and walked indoors.
On the way, he asked Qin Hui about the origin of the Shifang Jungle, and then he realized that the Shifang Jungle was built by Master Bushi in the Dafu Lingjiu Temple for a lifetime and joined hands with Buddhist temples. Master Bushi was regarded as a great monk by Buddhism, but Master Bushi had passed away sixty years ago.
It is said that before Master Bushi passed away, he left a decree, saying that he would be reincarnated again, and the mantle he left was the token of reincarnation.
It took forty years for Dafu Lingjiu Temple to find the reincarnated spiritual child of Master Bushi. Until more than ten years ago, Abbot Zhizhen passed away, Master Juqu in the temple, supported by monks, inherited the long-standing Dharma name that Master Bushi had been suspended by Master Bushi for a lifetime and became Master II.
But because there is no token of reincarnation, the position of this second-generation master has always seemed a bit unreasonable; Dafu Lingjiu Temple searches for flower monk Lu Zhishen just for his handed down robe and mantle
Cheng Zongyang comforted himself, sixty years have passed, so there is no need to worry about the moment, who knows if he never picks up the suicide note that he valued most in his life, is it a Bible rewritten based on memory? If so, it would be a devastating person.
Cheng Zongyang picked up the copied paper again, and suddenly the light flashed slightly in front of him, and a water mirror quietly appeared in the void.
Lin Qingpu's voice came: Home head, there is news in Jiangzhou
Cheng Zongyang moved the paper on the table aside and took it in. The water mirror flashed for a moment, and then Xiao Yaoyi's smiling face appeared. Fuck! Little fox! Didn't Boss Meng keep you from confinement? Why do you look happier than me? Xiao Yaoyi said proudly: Let me tell you good news! I'm going to get married!
Cheng Zongyang shouted: Whose girl is so unlucky?
From the Yun family! Xiao Yaoyi said happily: Boss Meng has been locked up for three days, and I finally remembered that I have a relationship with the eldest lady of the Yun family! You said that I am a man and have done such things, so you can't be irresponsible, right?
Wait a moment! You have an affair with Miss Yun? Are you not crazy! Xiao Yaoyi tapped his head with a folding fan and sighed: Brother Cheng, you know me, I have so many good friends of the opposite sex in Jiankang. It is normal to forget one occasionally... Since Miss Yun said it was me, it must be my brother Saint. I have figured it out now. I want to learn from you! Take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility!
Xiao Yaoyi said with a romance: The young lady’s legs are so long, why don’t I have any impression of it? Could it be that I did something when I got drunk one day?
Dead fox! Who said you were going to marry Miss Yun?
Xiao Yaoyi said in surprise: Isn’t that young lady in the Yun family the only one? As he spoke, he became proud again. When Master Yun San talked to me, I was puzzled! Fortunately, I was in a confinement from Boss Meng, and I realized it! It was so dangerous that I almost missed this good thing, haha...
Dead fox... Have you really slept with the eldest lady of the Yun family?
Xiao Yaoyi touched his chin and said: Maybe there is... But if the Yun family says there is, it will definitely be there! The eldest lady of the Yun family has such big breasts! No! The eyes are so big! You won’t recognize the wrong person, right? Brother Saint, you think Ah, I don’t have a good reputation in Jiankang. The Yun family has put a big girl in vain, and there is no benefit at all, but she will cause trouble. If it is intentional, isn’t it sick?
Cheng Zongyang said weakly: Little Marquis, you have thought it through clearly. Don’t recognize Ah if you didn’t do it.
Not me, are you still saint brother? Hahahaha! Xiao Yaoyi shook the fan and laughed loudly. Cheng Zongyang coughed violently and said, "I think you'd better meet with the Yun family first and find out clearly."
The Yun family came to the door on their own initiative, and there was no clear idea. Xiao Yaoyi said happily again. I had told my father that my son was going to get married and he didn't have a penny in his hand. He asked him to quickly prepare an estate for me. If it was less than 100,000 gold coins, I would not be able to raise my head in front of my wife in my life. Maybe I would also massage her back, pinch her legs, and pour her foot wash water. At that time, I would throw away all the face of the Shaoling Hou Mansion.
You can really speak! Mr. Xiao raised the ungrateful wolf!
Who taught him to be my father? Who wouldn't I knock on him? Xiao Yaoyi calculated with his fingers: Knock 50,000 gold baht from my father, and Miss Yun's dowry is at least 50,000 gold baht? It's 100,000 yuan in total. Grandpa Buddha, I finally don't have to go bankrupt!
Looking at Xiao Yaoyi's dowry with a philosophical look on his wife's dowry, Cheng Zongyang's face turned blue. Suddenly, a big hand reached out in the water mirror, grabbed Xiao Yaoyi's neck and carried him aside.
Don't listen to the little fox's nonsense. Meng Feiqing said: I have sent someone to send a message to Master Yun San. When the Song army withdrew the siege, they would tie this kid to the Yun family. As long as he decided that it was him, the Yun family would kill him and cut him away! Let's just pretend that there is no brother!
Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly, but he couldn't stand it and explained the truth, so he had to change the topic: Is there any movement in the Song army? It is said that he should retreat today.
Jingsai Army and Huyi Army have withdrawn from Lieshan, and the Jinmingzhai Camp is about to move today. Meng Feiqing shook his wrists. Tonight, we will dispatch the entire army to fight the last battle with the Song army.
Cheng Zongyang was shocked and wanted to fight? How good is the wife withdrawing the siege! The Song army was definitely the main force behind the rear! Ninety percent of them were dead eunuchs surnamed Qin. It is best to avoid such unnecessary casualties!
Our brothers have discussed that this battle must be fought, for only one reason! Xiao Yaoyi interjected from behind: Armory! This is a chance to get rich Ah!
Cheng Zongyang understood that Boss Meng was going to beat the dog. Although the combat effectiveness of the Song army was not first-class, the essence of the equipment was unparalleled in the Six Dynasties.
In this battle of Jiangzhou, the State of Song dispatched more than 100,000 troops, and all kinds of weapons were piled up like mountains. For Xingyue Lake Camp, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, it was all about money!
Looking at Xiao Yaoyi's eyes shining, Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly and said: "Stop when you see it's good! Making money is small, and saving lives is big! Yu Ziyuan was seriously injured, and the three brothers who came with me are no longer there.
Wild boar forest?
Cheng Zongyang nodded, simply rewarding the result of the Wild Boar Forest battle, and then said: At the money house, I am going to recruit some people. Boss, give me a list, it is best if you have bleached your identities.
OK, I'll let Lao Qi draw it for you
Another thing Cheng Zongyang said: I plan to hold a shareholders' meeting in advance. Since Mr. Zhang and others are on the way, the location will be chosen as the boss of Lin'an. You can attend the Xingyue Lake.
I stayed in Jiangzhou to rectify military affairs. Meng Feiqing said: If you want to make a fortune, Jiangzhou is the fundamental
Cheng Zongyang said disappointedly: Who will the boss send to Ah?
Meng Feiqing smiled slightly and spit out two words: Yueshuang
Boss, can't you change someone? Cheng Zongyang begged
Sooner or later, these industries will be handed over to Miss Yue. Get started earlier and it will be easier to deal with in the future.
Cheng Zongyang shouted: There is also a copy of the dead girl in it!
Miss Zi, too
I was wrong, I shouldn’t have held this shareholder meeting!
Boss Meng raised his eyebrows: You can say, do you want me to write a notice to Lin'an and post it outside the palace city, declaring that the Cheng family of Panjiang and my Xingyue Lake Camp will be cut off from now on, and there will be no relationship between death and life in the future?
Cheng Zongyang immediately said: I understand! Boss! The shareholders' meeting was held as scheduled. Miss Yue and Miss Zi welcomed to attend on behalf of Xingyue Lake Camp!
The water mirror dissipated, Cheng Zongyang sat next to the case for a long time, his heart was filled with those English copying from the cassock.
I was thinking about what kind of experience and records the priest in his previous life, as a Buddhist leader? I was worried that after many years, those records were still kept in the Sutra Library of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple? I was wondering if this would be a complete April Fool's Day joke, but in fact there was nothing...
It was already dawn, and Cheng Zongyang finally put aside the temptation of this incident on himself. While rubbing his temples, he stood up and prepared to wash his face and wake up.
He once thought that as his cultivation progressed, the negative impact of the root of life and death absorbed the dead energy would become weaker and weaker. Unexpectedly, the root of life and death would become more and more sensitive. Any mess of death energy could be attracted, which made the negative effect more serious than the beginning.
When passing by the neighboring room, Cheng Zongyang suddenly stopped and turned to look at the beautiful figure in the curtain.
In front of the window, a beautiful woman was hanging her head and embroidering something. Her jade neck was hanging, her expression was peaceful and quiet, and her elegant posture was the same as that of the day, but their moods were very different.
This abandoned son of the Black Demon Sea forgot all the past events related to the Black Demon Sea, and only thought that he was stolen by Gao Yanei and placed in the cabinet.
Ruan Xiangning knows martial arts, and is eaten by herself because of the art of mingji. She is not afraid of any accidents that she will stay here.
In order to prevent her from doing nothing for a long time and doing nothing, Cheng Zongyang arranged some things for her. The easiest thing was to let her embroider the same as usual and pass the time.
Hearing the footsteps, Ruan Xiangning turned around and showed a hint of shock. Cheng Zongyang didn't say nonsense and said directly: Doraemon! Ruan Xiangning's beautiful eyes faded and lost her spirit.
Cheng Zongyang guessed that his mood fluctuations were half because of the robe and the other half because of the dead energy absorbed today. How could he keep her empty with such a good cauldron?
Today I will change my tricks, pretend to be a virgin who was raped. Cheng Zongyang touched Ruan Xiangning's smooth cheeks and said: Because the handle fell into my hands, I was forced to deflower. Be careful, all the people who can fly in the Ruan Meiren are birdmen!
Ruan Xiangning's eyes flashed for a moment, and she showed a delicate and timid smile. Cheng Zongyang pulled off the tent, hugged Ruan Xiangning and fell on the couch and screamed: Young Master, please spare me, please spare me.
The man grinned and said: Don’t forget that your handle is still in my hand! Open your legs! Let me touch it!
Don't want Mr. Ah...Oh! The woman sobbed for a moment and begged: Mr., you have touched me, let me go...
Don't be stupid! I'm happy to serve this young master!
Oh! Young Master is gentle... I feel so painful...
Little beauty, is it broken?
The Yuanhong of my family has been broken... Woooo... I will let the young master do it obediently... I beg my master not to let others know about those things... If someone knows, I will not be able to be a human being...
The beautiful woman lay on the couch, with her snow-white buttocks raised, and was raped from behind; while she shed tears, she begged, her shy expression was like an uninformed girl
Cheng Zongyang fucked the penis into her body with force, feeling her vagina as nervous and astringent as a newly deflowered virgin.
Ah! Don't
Woo... I have promised to fuck you in front... Woo... Don't fuck me behind me... It took almost an hour before Cheng Zongyang came out of the room Ruan Xiang leaned on the couch without any inch, her white body was covered with traces of joy.
She held a scarf in one hand and wiped away the stains from her lower body shyly. She had both deflowering pain and shyness on her face, and there was a feeling of satisfaction after orgasm between her eyebrows.
Li Shishi was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of shiny eyes. She rolled up her sleeves, naked white arms, washed with both hands with strong alcohol, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
She lowered her head to remove the dirt from Yu Ziyuan's wound, and then used silk thread made of sheep intestine to stitch the wound on his chest. Looking at her focused expression, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but feel ashamed that he had planned to spend a lot of money to hire a famous doctor in Lin'an, but if such serious trauma is delayed by one point, it will be more dangerous. Li Shishi is a military doctor, and he also specializes in trauma in Guangmingguantang, and becomes the attending physician without hesitation.
Yu Ziyuan had many wounds on his body. Li Shishi was busy since yesterday until this time when he saw the end. At that time, he was twisting the phoenix with her aunt and made countless absurd actions Cheng Zongyang quietly withdrew and asked: How sure? Qin Hui said: After treating the wound, life should be worry-free, but that leg may not be protected. Although Yu Ziyuan's injury is terrifying, it is not complicated. Li Shishi's medical skills are not very clever, but he is meticulous and serious. Although he handles it slowly, there is no problem.
As for Yu Ziyuan, one of his calfs was cut off by the girl, and it was a blessing that he could save his life. The broken limb replantation has passed Li Shishi's medical ability
However, all the veterans in Xingyue Lake Camp were short of arms and broken legs. Although Yu Ziyuan lost one leg, it was better than losing his life.
Where is Feng Dafa?
Qin Hui was funny and shook his head sympathetically: He was fine, he was just scared
Feng Yuan used fire method one after another yesterday, and was tortured by a fear of altitude for a day. He finally got down from the tree and vomited all the way back and didn't even dare to go up the bed. He just hit the ground and lay on the ground. He felt at ease. He was still sleeping and still didn't wake up. Cheng Zongyang didn't bother him. He just looked through the window and said to Qin Hui: I have been missing all day yesterday. I can't walk away without showing up today. Go to the money shop to see it.
As the essential central bank of the Song Dynasty, Cheng's money house has only two words: shabby. The only reliable one is probably the vault that Jin Wushu and Leopard Head take turns to guard. However, everything is just a prototype, and Cheng Zongyang has nothing to worry about.
Just now, he sat down and flipped through the two pages of the account book. Qin Hui led Liao Qunyu in to give him a banquet? Cheng Zongyang said: What banquet should he be given if he is not in the New Year or the New Year? Liao Qunyu said: When the envoy of the Han Dynasty arrived in Lin'an, Your Majesty gave him a banquet as the rules and summoned all the ministers to accompany him. Cheng Zongyang said: What ambassador of the Han Dynasty? Why did he come to Lin'an?
Hearing that the head of the family was a little guilty, Qin Hui kept silence for the head of the family and said: The Han envoy must have arrived in Lin'an the day before yesterday, why did he give a banquet today?
Liao Qunyu said: The banquet was held the day before yesterday. Today is a banquet, which is in the Imperial Garden, and it is not polite. Cheng Zongyang pointed to his nose and said: I, a seventh-rank official, are also qualified to accompany me? Liao Qunyu smiled: Does Master Cheng think his official position is too low?
Jia Shixian ignored the meticulous matters, and the establishment of the money house was entirely dependent on Liao Qunyu running around in the middle. During this period, they became more and more familiar with each other. They talked and laughed.
Cheng Zongyang immediately pointed at him and said: Lao Liao, you did it on purpose! Liao Qunyu smiled and said: I'm going to tell you that it was Your Majesty who personally called you to accompany you. Cheng Zongyang was stunned. Master Song personally called out the name of his seventh-rank official? Liao Qunyu said slowly: It can be seen that Your Majesty has a strong reputation for you. Cheng Zongyang exchanged a look with Qin Hui and said: Don't worry, Cheng is just a businessman. Liao Qunyu sighed: You have a wrong idea. How can Master Jia be jealous of a talented person? If a talent like Mr. Cheng is trusted by Your Majesty, he can serve my Song State, and Master Jia is not happy.
Cheng Zongyang didn't believe that Jia Shixian had such a bright style as he said. Did the old Jia betrayal? Is that name for him in vain?
But is Jia Shixian jealous of talented people and capable people? He has nothing to do with him. Even if he rises, he is still inferior to him. The position above ten thousand people is 100,000,000, isn't Jia Shixian crazy about being jealous of himself?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I don’t understand the rules in the palace. Lao Liao, you will have to take more care of it then. Liao Qunyu smiled bitterly and said: Liao has no official position, no His Majesty’s special order, and he can’t even enter the palace gate. Liao Qunyu cannot even enter, so Qin Hui wouldn’t even think that Cheng Zongyang touched his chin and said: There will be no ambushing outside the imperial garden, right?
The banquet was held in Tingfeng Hall in the Imperial Garden. Cheng Zongyang arrived at the location early so as not to let a group of big men in the court wait for him and a small official.
The Song Dynasty has a very popular literary style, and this imperial garden is also very elegant. The garden passes through canals and draws water. The back of the garden is made of dozens of huge Taihu stones to form a delicate rockery.
Various flowers are planted on both sides of the canal water. Now it is mid-spring, with flowers and trees on both sides of the river blooming; sitting in the hall, the breeze is coming, the faint fragrance floats, the full moon in the heart of the sky is reflected in the water, making people forget the world and the dust.
Just after the Shen period, the ministers arrived one after another and saw the hall full of purple purples and high-ranking officials; the ministers were headed by the Grand Master Jia Shixian, followed by the Prime Minister Wang Yuyu, the Grand Marshal Gao Qiu, and the Jiedushi Liang Shicheng... Dozens of senior officials gathered together, and Cheng Zongyang was dazzled and muttered in his heart: I am afraid that the eunuchs served around him will be higher than his.
Cheng Zongyang is a low-ranking official, so he is naturally at the last place. His understanding of the officialdom of Song State is basically a layman. He cannot take the Qin Huizhi as a companion in this situation.
Think about it better, the emperor's envoy will not talk to him as a small official, even if he doesn't spend money to watch the fun
The official uniforms of the Song State have their own system. Officials above the fourth rank wear purple clothes and goldfish bags; those above the sixth rank wear blazing clothes and silverfish bags; those above the seventh rank wear green clothes and no fish bags can be worn.
Seeing that there were some high-ranking officials wearing jade belts, some wearing gold belts, and some wearing gold and silver belts. A seventh-grade green official wearing a rhinoceros horn belt made of buffalo horns, Cheng Zongyang mocked himself: This is a little green in the red bush.
The Imperial Garden is very large. At this time, silver lanterns were lit in the hall and under the corridor. Countless palace maids and eunuchs kept coming and going, and they were handed over vegetables and cloth cups, and the ministers greeted each other. It was nothing he had.
Cheng Zongyang looked around but saw an acquaintance who had met last time Cai Yuanchang was wearing a purple robe, and his belt had been replaced with a gold belt to a jade belt. He heard that he had just been promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Revenue due to the issuance of paper money, and he was also ordered to go to the banquet tonight
Seeing that Cheng Zongyang's eyes were coming, Cai Yuan nodded long ago and smiled and signaled Cheng Zongyang to meditate: There are many famous ministers in the Song Dynasty, why did he meet all the treacherous ministers? Could it be that his protagonist's halo attribute is anti-help and specifically attracts treacherous ministers?
Cheng Zongyang looked at it for a few more times but didn't see anything rare. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He accidentally found that ginseng slices, wolfberry and other tonics were placed in the tea.
He quietly glanced at the seat next to him. A minister of the Ministry of Works, who was a few levels higher than his official rank, was just an ordinary tea.
A voice behind him said slowly: Mr. Cheng, please use it slowly. As he said that, he diligently helped him add tea, Cheng Zongyang smiled and whispered: Eunuch Tong, how can you ask you to add tea?
Tong Guan's face turned slightly red and she said awkwardly: "My little job is not good, so she was driven back by Master Feng.
Where is my nephew?
Tong Guan whispered jealously: He didn't know what method he used to worship Mr. Feng as his godfather, but I am afraid that he will be the commander of the Imperial City Department in a few days.
My cheap nephew is really capable. In a blink of an eye, he actually hugged Eunuch Feng's thick legs again, but Tong Guan could go back to the palace to continue working. This life was at least saved.
Since it was not a formal banquet, the Lord Song did not attend the banquet. When the Han envoy arrived, he vaguely heard Jia Shixian say something. Then the ministers raised their glasses and toasted the Han envoy.
The Han envoy was generous, got up and raised his glass to drink, poured a glass of wine in his hand and said: I was in Chang'an, Tang Dynasty, New Year ago, and I heard that this song was sung in Chang'an City: "Don't you see Ge Shu running around at night with a knife, slaughtering the purple fort in the west to get a purple robe." Who knew that when I came to your country today, I saw that all the princes were already purple, hahahaha!
Tong Guan was a perverted person. When he saw Cheng Zongyang was puzzled, he quietly said: This Han envoy was here to discuss with His Majesty to send troops to Jiangzhou together.
Cheng Zongyang's hair stood up all over his body and said calmly: Send troops to Jiangzhou?
That's right, ten thousand infantry and ten thousand naval forces
Tong Guandao: I heard outside when I was a young man...
Cheng Zongyang's heart thumped and gritted his teeth and said with a smile: Unfortunately, he came one step late, Jiangzhou has withdrawn his troops. Can he still be transferred back?
The young man was listening outside, and His Majesty seemed to be moved. Later, His Majesty summoned Grand Master Jia to discuss secretly. Grand Master Jia immediately refused, saying that this was the Han Dynasty's plan to drive tigers and swallow wolves, and he wanted our soldiers of the Song Dynasty to keep bleeding in Jiangzhou. Your Majesty was persuaded by Grand Master Jia, so he did not attend the banquet tonight, and only let Grand Master Jia deal with the envoys of the Han Dynasty...
Listening to Tong Guan talking about the secrets in the palace, Cheng Zongyang's mind was inexplicably dazed, remembering the two songs that Jian Yuji chanted that day.
Tao Yiyao, the brightness of the flowers. This song (Taoyao) has caused a fire in his backyard, and his head is extremely big; another song, Fish Playing in Lianyedong, now it clearly implies that the Black Demon Sea will stir up the storm and clouds everywhere, making me anxious
This time, Han State took the initiative to lend troops to the Song State to fight, would she also be planning to do it? If so, Jian Yuji's hand would be too long!
When you see this passage, I may have returned to the Lord's arms. It is my long-standing wish that God bless you, my friend
I, George Walker, a devout Catholic, was born in Georgia in 1908 and was favored by the Lord. I became a priest at the age of twenty and spent my quiet life in the countryside of Georgia.
On August 20, 1968, on a painful day, I was in charge of the mass in the church and encountered a change that only God could answer.
The atmosphere of death enveloped me, I think I had left that world. When I opened my eyes again, everything in front of me was blurred. I opened my mouth and heard a baby cry...
I was born again, but in a completely strange world, my parents, may God bless them to be foolish pagans, and they worship idols
As I grew up, I showed my ability to surpass my peers, my parents thought I was a natural pagan and sent me into a pagan church: Dafu Lingjiu Temple...
They slaughtered me in the ceremony of the pagans and gave me a new name: I cannot understand all this without picking it up, but a humble mortal cannot question God's arrangements...
After a long period of thinking, I decided to preach the gospel of God in this world, but I know deeply that once exposed, I will have no place to stand in this world full of pagans.
So after careful calculation and arrangement, I finally became the presidency of this pagan church in the forty-fifth year of my arrival here...
This cloak is so small that I leave more records and thoughts about this world in the church library. I hope your and my reincarnated people can read it. May God bless you! Hallelujah!
The handwriting of the branch is blurred, and because it is copied to the lines of the robes, the order of the words and sentences seems to be chaotic.
Cheng Zongyang looked over and over again, without realizing that the night passed by, the sky was filled with light of dawn. The head of the ten directions of the jungle, the former abbot of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple, and the monk Bushi, who was respected as the master of Yi Shi, turned out to be a time traveler!
Even though Cheng Zongyang was used to Jia Sidao's use of false punishment to kill Yue Fei, Gao Qiu became an undercover agent, Qin Hui and Cai Jing performed on the same stage, this discovery still made Cheng Zongyang unable to stand up for two hours.
Is Dafu Lingjiu Temple a Buddhist Catholicism or a Catholic Buddhism? What kind of records does Master Bushi leave in the Sutra Pavilion of Dafu Lingjiu Temple? His memory of his past life? Diary? Or an analysis of this world? Will there be a way to go back?
Cheng Zongyang's heart was cold and hot, and he wanted to rush into the Sutra Library of Dafu Lingjiu Temple immediately and snatch all the records left by Bushi! Those bald monks were not afraid of fighting with him! The battle in Jiangzhou ended, and more than 2,000 people from Xingyue Lake camp pulled them over, and even stepped on them!
With a whistle, the pen tube in his hand shattered. Cheng Zongyang realized that he was almost impulsive and lost his mind. He took a long breath, suppressed the impatience in his heart, got up and walked indoors.
On the way, he asked Qin Hui about the origin of the Shifang Jungle, and then he realized that the Shifang Jungle was built by Master Bushi in the Dafu Lingjiu Temple for a lifetime and joined hands with Buddhist temples. Master Bushi was regarded as a great monk by Buddhism, but Master Bushi had passed away sixty years ago.
It is said that before Master Bushi passed away, he left a decree, saying that he would be reincarnated again, and the mantle he left was the token of reincarnation.
It took forty years for Dafu Lingjiu Temple to find the reincarnated spiritual child of Master Bushi. Until more than ten years ago, Abbot Zhizhen passed away, Master Juqu in the temple, supported by monks, inherited the long-standing Dharma name that Master Bushi had been suspended by Master Bushi for a lifetime and became Master II.
But because there is no token of reincarnation, the position of this second-generation master has always seemed a bit unreasonable; Dafu Lingjiu Temple searches for flower monk Lu Zhishen just for his handed down robe and mantle
Cheng Zongyang comforted himself, sixty years have passed, so there is no need to worry about the moment, who knows if he never picks up the suicide note that he valued most in his life, is it a Bible rewritten based on memory? If so, it would be a devastating person.
Cheng Zongyang picked up the copied paper again, and suddenly the light flashed slightly in front of him, and a water mirror quietly appeared in the void.
Lin Qingpu's voice came: Home head, there is news in Jiangzhou
Cheng Zongyang moved the paper on the table aside and took it in. The water mirror flashed for a moment, and then Xiao Yaoyi's smiling face appeared. Fuck! Little fox! Didn't Boss Meng keep you from confinement? Why do you look happier than me? Xiao Yaoyi said proudly: Let me tell you good news! I'm going to get married!
Cheng Zongyang shouted: Whose girl is so unlucky?
From the Yun family! Xiao Yaoyi said happily: Boss Meng has been locked up for three days, and I finally remembered that I have a relationship with the eldest lady of the Yun family! You said that I am a man and have done such things, so you can't be irresponsible, right?
Wait a moment! You have an affair with Miss Yun? Are you not crazy! Xiao Yaoyi tapped his head with a folding fan and sighed: Brother Cheng, you know me, I have so many good friends of the opposite sex in Jiankang. It is normal to forget one occasionally... Since Miss Yun said it was me, it must be my brother Saint. I have figured it out now. I want to learn from you! Take the initiative to shoulder the responsibility!
Xiao Yaoyi said with a romance: The young lady’s legs are so long, why don’t I have any impression of it? Could it be that I did something when I got drunk one day?
Dead fox! Who said you were going to marry Miss Yun?
Xiao Yaoyi said in surprise: Isn’t that young lady in the Yun family the only one? As he spoke, he became proud again. When Master Yun San talked to me, I was puzzled! Fortunately, I was in a confinement from Boss Meng, and I realized it! It was so dangerous that I almost missed this good thing, haha...
Dead fox... Have you really slept with the eldest lady of the Yun family?
Xiao Yaoyi touched his chin and said: Maybe there is... But if the Yun family says there is, it will definitely be there! The eldest lady of the Yun family has such big breasts! No! The eyes are so big! You won’t recognize the wrong person, right? Brother Saint, you think Ah, I don’t have a good reputation in Jiankang. The Yun family has put a big girl in vain, and there is no benefit at all, but she will cause trouble. If it is intentional, isn’t it sick?
Cheng Zongyang said weakly: Little Marquis, you have thought it through clearly. Don’t recognize Ah if you didn’t do it.
Not me, are you still saint brother? Hahahaha! Xiao Yaoyi shook the fan and laughed loudly. Cheng Zongyang coughed violently and said, "I think you'd better meet with the Yun family first and find out clearly."
The Yun family came to the door on their own initiative, and there was no clear idea. Xiao Yaoyi said happily again. I had told my father that my son was going to get married and he didn't have a penny in his hand. He asked him to quickly prepare an estate for me. If it was less than 100,000 gold coins, I would not be able to raise my head in front of my wife in my life. Maybe I would also massage her back, pinch her legs, and pour her foot wash water. At that time, I would throw away all the face of the Shaoling Hou Mansion.
You can really speak! Mr. Xiao raised the ungrateful wolf!
Who taught him to be my father? Who wouldn't I knock on him? Xiao Yaoyi calculated with his fingers: Knock 50,000 gold baht from my father, and Miss Yun's dowry is at least 50,000 gold baht? It's 100,000 yuan in total. Grandpa Buddha, I finally don't have to go bankrupt!
Looking at Xiao Yaoyi's dowry with a philosophical look on his wife's dowry, Cheng Zongyang's face turned blue. Suddenly, a big hand reached out in the water mirror, grabbed Xiao Yaoyi's neck and carried him aside.
Don't listen to the little fox's nonsense. Meng Feiqing said: I have sent someone to send a message to Master Yun San. When the Song army withdrew the siege, they would tie this kid to the Yun family. As long as he decided that it was him, the Yun family would kill him and cut him away! Let's just pretend that there is no brother!
Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly, but he couldn't stand it and explained the truth, so he had to change the topic: Is there any movement in the Song army? It is said that he should retreat today.
Jingsai Army and Huyi Army have withdrawn from Lieshan, and the Jinmingzhai Camp is about to move today. Meng Feiqing shook his wrists. Tonight, we will dispatch the entire army to fight the last battle with the Song army.
Cheng Zongyang was shocked and wanted to fight? How good is the wife withdrawing the siege! The Song army was definitely the main force behind the rear! Ninety percent of them were dead eunuchs surnamed Qin. It is best to avoid such unnecessary casualties!
Our brothers have discussed that this battle must be fought, for only one reason! Xiao Yaoyi interjected from behind: Armory! This is a chance to get rich Ah!
Cheng Zongyang understood that Boss Meng was going to beat the dog. Although the combat effectiveness of the Song army was not first-class, the essence of the equipment was unparalleled in the Six Dynasties.
In this battle of Jiangzhou, the State of Song dispatched more than 100,000 troops, and all kinds of weapons were piled up like mountains. For Xingyue Lake Camp, which was on the verge of bankruptcy, it was all about money!
Looking at Xiao Yaoyi's eyes shining, Cheng Zongyang smiled bitterly and said: "Stop when you see it's good! Making money is small, and saving lives is big! Yu Ziyuan was seriously injured, and the three brothers who came with me are no longer there.
Wild boar forest?
Cheng Zongyang nodded, simply rewarding the result of the Wild Boar Forest battle, and then said: At the money house, I am going to recruit some people. Boss, give me a list, it is best if you have bleached your identities.
OK, I'll let Lao Qi draw it for you
Another thing Cheng Zongyang said: I plan to hold a shareholders' meeting in advance. Since Mr. Zhang and others are on the way, the location will be chosen as the boss of Lin'an. You can attend the Xingyue Lake.
I stayed in Jiangzhou to rectify military affairs. Meng Feiqing said: If you want to make a fortune, Jiangzhou is the fundamental
Cheng Zongyang said disappointedly: Who will the boss send to Ah?
Meng Feiqing smiled slightly and spit out two words: Yueshuang
Boss, can't you change someone? Cheng Zongyang begged
Sooner or later, these industries will be handed over to Miss Yue. Get started earlier and it will be easier to deal with in the future.
Cheng Zongyang shouted: There is also a copy of the dead girl in it!
Miss Zi, too
I was wrong, I shouldn’t have held this shareholder meeting!
Boss Meng raised his eyebrows: You can say, do you want me to write a notice to Lin'an and post it outside the palace city, declaring that the Cheng family of Panjiang and my Xingyue Lake Camp will be cut off from now on, and there will be no relationship between death and life in the future?
Cheng Zongyang immediately said: I understand! Boss! The shareholders' meeting was held as scheduled. Miss Yue and Miss Zi welcomed to attend on behalf of Xingyue Lake Camp!
The water mirror dissipated, Cheng Zongyang sat next to the case for a long time, his heart was filled with those English copying from the cassock.
I was thinking about what kind of experience and records the priest in his previous life, as a Buddhist leader? I was worried that after many years, those records were still kept in the Sutra Library of the Dafu Lingjiu Temple? I was wondering if this would be a complete April Fool's Day joke, but in fact there was nothing...
It was already dawn, and Cheng Zongyang finally put aside the temptation of this incident on himself. While rubbing his temples, he stood up and prepared to wash his face and wake up.
He once thought that as his cultivation progressed, the negative impact of the root of life and death absorbed the dead energy would become weaker and weaker. Unexpectedly, the root of life and death would become more and more sensitive. Any mess of death energy could be attracted, which made the negative effect more serious than the beginning.
When passing by the neighboring room, Cheng Zongyang suddenly stopped and turned to look at the beautiful figure in the curtain.
In front of the window, a beautiful woman was hanging her head and embroidering something. Her jade neck was hanging, her expression was peaceful and quiet, and her elegant posture was the same as that of the day, but their moods were very different.
This abandoned son of the Black Demon Sea forgot all the past events related to the Black Demon Sea, and only thought that he was stolen by Gao Yanei and placed in the cabinet.
Ruan Xiangning knows martial arts, and is eaten by herself because of the art of mingji. She is not afraid of any accidents that she will stay here.
In order to prevent her from doing nothing for a long time and doing nothing, Cheng Zongyang arranged some things for her. The easiest thing was to let her embroider the same as usual and pass the time.
Hearing the footsteps, Ruan Xiangning turned around and showed a hint of shock. Cheng Zongyang didn't say nonsense and said directly: Doraemon! Ruan Xiangning's beautiful eyes faded and lost her spirit.
Cheng Zongyang guessed that his mood fluctuations were half because of the robe and the other half because of the dead energy absorbed today. How could he keep her empty with such a good cauldron?
Today I will change my tricks, pretend to be a virgin who was raped. Cheng Zongyang touched Ruan Xiangning's smooth cheeks and said: Because the handle fell into my hands, I was forced to deflower. Be careful, all the people who can fly in the Ruan Meiren are birdmen!
Ruan Xiangning's eyes flashed for a moment, and she showed a delicate and timid smile. Cheng Zongyang pulled off the tent, hugged Ruan Xiangning and fell on the couch and screamed: Young Master, please spare me, please spare me.
The man grinned and said: Don’t forget that your handle is still in my hand! Open your legs! Let me touch it!
Don't want Mr. Ah...Oh! The woman sobbed for a moment and begged: Mr., you have touched me, let me go...
Don't be stupid! I'm happy to serve this young master!
Oh! Young Master is gentle... I feel so painful...
Little beauty, is it broken?
The Yuanhong of my family has been broken... Woooo... I will let the young master do it obediently... I beg my master not to let others know about those things... If someone knows, I will not be able to be a human being...
The beautiful woman lay on the couch, with her snow-white buttocks raised, and was raped from behind; while she shed tears, she begged, her shy expression was like an uninformed girl
Cheng Zongyang fucked the penis into her body with force, feeling her vagina as nervous and astringent as a newly deflowered virgin.
Ah! Don't
Woo... I have promised to fuck you in front... Woo... Don't fuck me behind me... It took almost an hour before Cheng Zongyang came out of the room Ruan Xiang leaned on the couch without any inch, her white body was covered with traces of joy.
She held a scarf in one hand and wiped away the stains from her lower body shyly. She had both deflowering pain and shyness on her face, and there was a feeling of satisfaction after orgasm between her eyebrows.
Li Shishi was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of shiny eyes. She rolled up her sleeves, naked white arms, washed with both hands with strong alcohol, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
She lowered her head to remove the dirt from Yu Ziyuan's wound, and then used silk thread made of sheep intestine to stitch the wound on his chest. Looking at her focused expression, Cheng Zongyang couldn't help but feel ashamed that he had planned to spend a lot of money to hire a famous doctor in Lin'an, but if such serious trauma is delayed by one point, it will be more dangerous. Li Shishi is a military doctor, and he also specializes in trauma in Guangmingguantang, and becomes the attending physician without hesitation.
Yu Ziyuan had many wounds on his body. Li Shishi was busy since yesterday until this time when he saw the end. At that time, he was twisting the phoenix with her aunt and made countless absurd actions Cheng Zongyang quietly withdrew and asked: How sure? Qin Hui said: After treating the wound, life should be worry-free, but that leg may not be protected. Although Yu Ziyuan's injury is terrifying, it is not complicated. Li Shishi's medical skills are not very clever, but he is meticulous and serious. Although he handles it slowly, there is no problem.
As for Yu Ziyuan, one of his calfs was cut off by the girl, and it was a blessing that he could save his life. The broken limb replantation has passed Li Shishi's medical ability
However, all the veterans in Xingyue Lake Camp were short of arms and broken legs. Although Yu Ziyuan lost one leg, it was better than losing his life.
Where is Feng Dafa?
Qin Hui was funny and shook his head sympathetically: He was fine, he was just scared
Feng Yuan used fire method one after another yesterday, and was tortured by a fear of altitude for a day. He finally got down from the tree and vomited all the way back and didn't even dare to go up the bed. He just hit the ground and lay on the ground. He felt at ease. He was still sleeping and still didn't wake up. Cheng Zongyang didn't bother him. He just looked through the window and said to Qin Hui: I have been missing all day yesterday. I can't walk away without showing up today. Go to the money shop to see it.
As the essential central bank of the Song Dynasty, Cheng's money house has only two words: shabby. The only reliable one is probably the vault that Jin Wushu and Leopard Head take turns to guard. However, everything is just a prototype, and Cheng Zongyang has nothing to worry about.
Just now, he sat down and flipped through the two pages of the account book. Qin Hui led Liao Qunyu in to give him a banquet? Cheng Zongyang said: What banquet should he be given if he is not in the New Year or the New Year? Liao Qunyu said: When the envoy of the Han Dynasty arrived in Lin'an, Your Majesty gave him a banquet as the rules and summoned all the ministers to accompany him. Cheng Zongyang said: What ambassador of the Han Dynasty? Why did he come to Lin'an?
Hearing that the head of the family was a little guilty, Qin Hui kept silence for the head of the family and said: The Han envoy must have arrived in Lin'an the day before yesterday, why did he give a banquet today?
Liao Qunyu said: The banquet was held the day before yesterday. Today is a banquet, which is in the Imperial Garden, and it is not polite. Cheng Zongyang pointed to his nose and said: I, a seventh-rank official, are also qualified to accompany me? Liao Qunyu smiled: Does Master Cheng think his official position is too low?
Jia Shixian ignored the meticulous matters, and the establishment of the money house was entirely dependent on Liao Qunyu running around in the middle. During this period, they became more and more familiar with each other. They talked and laughed.
Cheng Zongyang immediately pointed at him and said: Lao Liao, you did it on purpose! Liao Qunyu smiled and said: I'm going to tell you that it was Your Majesty who personally called you to accompany you. Cheng Zongyang was stunned. Master Song personally called out the name of his seventh-rank official? Liao Qunyu said slowly: It can be seen that Your Majesty has a strong reputation for you. Cheng Zongyang exchanged a look with Qin Hui and said: Don't worry, Cheng is just a businessman. Liao Qunyu sighed: You have a wrong idea. How can Master Jia be jealous of a talented person? If a talent like Mr. Cheng is trusted by Your Majesty, he can serve my Song State, and Master Jia is not happy.
Cheng Zongyang didn't believe that Jia Shixian had such a bright style as he said. Did the old Jia betrayal? Is that name for him in vain?
But is Jia Shixian jealous of talented people and capable people? He has nothing to do with him. Even if he rises, he is still inferior to him. The position above ten thousand people is 100,000,000, isn't Jia Shixian crazy about being jealous of himself?
Cheng Zongyang smiled and said: I don’t understand the rules in the palace. Lao Liao, you will have to take more care of it then. Liao Qunyu smiled bitterly and said: Liao has no official position, no His Majesty’s special order, and he can’t even enter the palace gate. Liao Qunyu cannot even enter, so Qin Hui wouldn’t even think that Cheng Zongyang touched his chin and said: There will be no ambushing outside the imperial garden, right?
The banquet was held in Tingfeng Hall in the Imperial Garden. Cheng Zongyang arrived at the location early so as not to let a group of big men in the court wait for him and a small official.
The Song Dynasty has a very popular literary style, and this imperial garden is also very elegant. The garden passes through canals and draws water. The back of the garden is made of dozens of huge Taihu stones to form a delicate rockery.
Various flowers are planted on both sides of the canal water. Now it is mid-spring, with flowers and trees on both sides of the river blooming; sitting in the hall, the breeze is coming, the faint fragrance floats, the full moon in the heart of the sky is reflected in the water, making people forget the world and the dust.
Just after the Shen period, the ministers arrived one after another and saw the hall full of purple purples and high-ranking officials; the ministers were headed by the Grand Master Jia Shixian, followed by the Prime Minister Wang Yuyu, the Grand Marshal Gao Qiu, and the Jiedushi Liang Shicheng... Dozens of senior officials gathered together, and Cheng Zongyang was dazzled and muttered in his heart: I am afraid that the eunuchs served around him will be higher than his.
Cheng Zongyang is a low-ranking official, so he is naturally at the last place. His understanding of the officialdom of Song State is basically a layman. He cannot take the Qin Huizhi as a companion in this situation.
Think about it better, the emperor's envoy will not talk to him as a small official, even if he doesn't spend money to watch the fun
The official uniforms of the Song State have their own system. Officials above the fourth rank wear purple clothes and goldfish bags; those above the sixth rank wear blazing clothes and silverfish bags; those above the seventh rank wear green clothes and no fish bags can be worn.
Seeing that there were some high-ranking officials wearing jade belts, some wearing gold belts, and some wearing gold and silver belts. A seventh-grade green official wearing a rhinoceros horn belt made of buffalo horns, Cheng Zongyang mocked himself: This is a little green in the red bush.
The Imperial Garden is very large. At this time, silver lanterns were lit in the hall and under the corridor. Countless palace maids and eunuchs kept coming and going, and they were handed over vegetables and cloth cups, and the ministers greeted each other. It was nothing he had.
Cheng Zongyang looked around but saw an acquaintance who had met last time Cai Yuanchang was wearing a purple robe, and his belt had been replaced with a gold belt to a jade belt. He heard that he had just been promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Revenue due to the issuance of paper money, and he was also ordered to go to the banquet tonight
Seeing that Cheng Zongyang's eyes were coming, Cai Yuan nodded long ago and smiled and signaled Cheng Zongyang to meditate: There are many famous ministers in the Song Dynasty, why did he meet all the treacherous ministers? Could it be that his protagonist's halo attribute is anti-help and specifically attracts treacherous ministers?
Cheng Zongyang looked at it for a few more times but didn't see anything rare. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He accidentally found that ginseng slices, wolfberry and other tonics were placed in the tea.
He quietly glanced at the seat next to him. A minister of the Ministry of Works, who was a few levels higher than his official rank, was just an ordinary tea.
A voice behind him said slowly: Mr. Cheng, please use it slowly. As he said that, he diligently helped him add tea, Cheng Zongyang smiled and whispered: Eunuch Tong, how can you ask you to add tea?
Tong Guan's face turned slightly red and she said awkwardly: "My little job is not good, so she was driven back by Master Feng.
Where is my nephew?
Tong Guan whispered jealously: He didn't know what method he used to worship Mr. Feng as his godfather, but I am afraid that he will be the commander of the Imperial City Department in a few days.
My cheap nephew is really capable. In a blink of an eye, he actually hugged Eunuch Feng's thick legs again, but Tong Guan could go back to the palace to continue working. This life was at least saved.
Since it was not a formal banquet, the Lord Song did not attend the banquet. When the Han envoy arrived, he vaguely heard Jia Shixian say something. Then the ministers raised their glasses and toasted the Han envoy.
The Han envoy was generous, got up and raised his glass to drink, poured a glass of wine in his hand and said: I was in Chang'an, Tang Dynasty, New Year ago, and I heard that this song was sung in Chang'an City: "Don't you see Ge Shu running around at night with a knife, slaughtering the purple fort in the west to get a purple robe." Who knew that when I came to your country today, I saw that all the princes were already purple, hahahaha!
Tong Guan was a perverted person. When he saw Cheng Zongyang was puzzled, he quietly said: This Han envoy was here to discuss with His Majesty to send troops to Jiangzhou together.
Cheng Zongyang's hair stood up all over his body and said calmly: Send troops to Jiangzhou?
That's right, ten thousand infantry and ten thousand naval forces
Tong Guandao: I heard outside when I was a young man...
Cheng Zongyang's heart thumped and gritted his teeth and said with a smile: Unfortunately, he came one step late, Jiangzhou has withdrawn his troops. Can he still be transferred back?
The young man was listening outside, and His Majesty seemed to be moved. Later, His Majesty summoned Grand Master Jia to discuss secretly. Grand Master Jia immediately refused, saying that this was the Han Dynasty's plan to drive tigers and swallow wolves, and he wanted our soldiers of the Song Dynasty to keep bleeding in Jiangzhou. Your Majesty was persuaded by Grand Master Jia, so he did not attend the banquet tonight, and only let Grand Master Jia deal with the envoys of the Han Dynasty...
Listening to Tong Guan talking about the secrets in the palace, Cheng Zongyang's mind was inexplicably dazed, remembering the two songs that Jian Yuji chanted that day.
Tao Yiyao, the brightness of the flowers. This song (Taoyao) has caused a fire in his backyard, and his head is extremely big; another song, Fish Playing in Lianyedong, now it clearly implies that the Black Demon Sea will stir up the storm and clouds everywhere, making me anxious
This time, Han State took the initiative to lend troops to the Song State to fight, would she also be planning to do it? If so, Jian Yuji's hand would be too long!
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