After the price was finalized, Zhang Li Xiaohu handed over the silver note, he did not rush to leave.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Old Master Zhang Li asked curiously. If the goal had succeeded in the past, Zhang Li Xiaohu's butt would have left long ago as if it was on fire.

Zhang Li Xiaohu said with a ugly face: "I paid for this Zhang San Li Si, but I also want the off-road entourage of the A-type class that my family promised to give."

"If you want it, I'll give it to you." Old Master Zhang Li smiled relaxedly and said, "But you have Zhang San and Li Si, and you can't bring others to the off-road test, so what's the use?"

"I want Xiaomei and Xiaolan. Xiaomei is good at playing the piano and Xiaolan is good at dancing. If I put them in Baihua Tower for a few days, I should be able to get some blood back." Zhang Li Xiaohu said.

Baihualou is a famous brothel in Gaoxiang City.

"It is best to be named the old master of the Zhang Li family, so that he can collect more money." Zhang Li Xiaohu thought about it and added.

With a clang, Old Master Zhang Li smashed the teacup in his hand. He said angrily: "You bastard, if you dare to do this, I will peel you."

"Why don't I dare to do this? During the off-road test, they were my entourages. They didn't ask them to sell themselves, they just did their skills." Zhang Li Xiaohu retorted coldly.

"Get out, no matter how plum, orchid, chrysanthemum, spring, summer, autumn and winter, or anyone else will give it to you."

"Do you want to cheat?"

"I'm just cheating. What can you do to me? How could I have such an idiot grandson as you are not good at?"

"You are not trustworthy old guy!"

The big and small scolding sounds were heard from afar, but the servants of the Zhang Li family were still family members, and they all had their own things to do. They had long been used to it.

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The smoke above Baixiang Temple is vague, and believers come in and out of the front yard to worship the Buddha statues in the main hall.

The backyard is a quiet place, and the two are in a sharp contrast.

Two monks, one old and one young, are silently reciting scriptures.

The old monk had a fat head and ears, and smiled like Maitreya. After a scripture was finished, he put down the wooden hammer that knocked on the wooden fish. This was originally an invention of Taoism, but it was referenced and cited by Buddhism.

The old monk looked at the white-clothed monk beside him, and his eyes showed satisfaction: "One of your actions, your Buddhist teachings have not been lost, which means you have no distinction between the primary and secondary. This is very good. Buddhism is our foundation."

"Disciples dare not forget for a moment." Yixing said softly.

The old monk is Master Yuanhai, the host of Baixiang Temple. He was happy that his body and mind were transparent, but he did not reveal it, but frowned and said, "It's just that you have a strong sense of victory or defeat. People who study Buddhism should not be so proud of victory or defeat."

"Master, I don't think that winning or losing is wrong." Yixing smiled slightly: "I don't have any winning or losing intention towards people, but I compare myself with myself. Every day I make progress, I am very happy. What's wrong with winning or losing intention?"

"You have your reason." Yuanhai did not argue with his leader, but shook his head slightly and said, "Buddha is understood by oneself. Master leads it in and practices depends on individuals. If you think it is not wrong now, then keep it well."

"I will ask your two uncles to accompany you in this off-road test of Class A," Yuanhai said again.

The clan frowned slightly: "This will delay the practice of the two uncles, but I am actually enough."

This is not that he is arrogant, but that he does have such confidence.

"Amitabha." Yuanhai Chang proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Let them accompany you. Yuanlu hasn't been to Gaoxiang City for several months to preach."

The party was silent for a moment and nodded, "Then let me listen to Master."

Yuanlu is the person who preaches the Buddhist teachings of Xiaofu Temple in Gaoxiang City. It has not appeared for several months, so there is a problem.

Excellent disciples of the Big Buddha Temple who have not grown up like a group of people, are often thorns in the eyes of the Small Buddha Temple. There has been no sudden death between the two Buddha Temples.

Especially recently, the relationship between the Big Buddha Temple and the Small Buddha Temple has become increasingly worse.

The party had never been assassinated by Xiaofo Temple, but he also understood that if Xiaofo Temple did not take action, it would mean that he had absolutely certainty to get rid of him.

Yuanhai asked two experts from Baixiang Temple to accompany her, mainly because of this concern.

"Master, Xiaofu Temple is an evil way, and the evil words confuse the public. Why should the emperor protect it so much? Is it because of the so-called balance of the king that Xiaofu Temple is allowed to be rampant in the world?" The party looked unwilling to ask.

"Amitabha, you will know this later." Yuanhai was unwilling to say in detail, "Don't talk to others about the small Buddhist temple outside, nor do you want to argue about the right and wrong of the emperor. We are monks, not the scholars in the academy."

"Yes." The line nodded and responded.

He knew that the master was unwilling to say that this was not the first time. This might involve internal issues of the Great Buddha Temple, which he could not know now.

Moreover, the master didn't want to say that, because he was just afraid that he would get trouble. The problem of the Small Buddha Temple has lasted for so many years, but the Big Buddha Temple has not been solved, which means that this matter is not so easy and it is not something he can solve.

Thinking of this, his team said to the master, and retreated from the room.

After Yuanhai went out, he thought about the question he mentioned just now, sighed, and showed a look of confusion and pain on his face.

People in the world only know that the emperor protects the small Buddha temple, but they do not know that if the Great Buddha Temple can make up their minds, even the Emperor will not be able to stop the Great Buddha Temple from getting rid of the small Buddha temple.

Once the small Buddha Temple is removed, no matter how angry the emperor is, he will not destroy the Great Buddha Temple that has protected the Great Wei for many years.

This is common knowledge shared by monks of the Great Buddha Temple at the level of Yuanhai, but for some reason, the attitude of the upper level of the Great Buddha Temple has always been vague for some reason, which has made the problem of the Small Buddha Temple unable to be solved for a long time.

But fortunately, this time, the Great Buddha Temple seemed to have made up its mind and Yuanhai only hoped that there would be no more changes.

A Buddhist teaching like Xiaofu Temple, which only practices the next life but does not pass on his own, must be eliminated! Yuanhai's face turned solemn.

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"Du Ni, you've just finished second in the exam." Zhongtian teased with a relaxed look on his face, "Before the literary exam is published, didn't you say that you would definitely be the first this time?"

"There are people outside the heavens, and there are people outside the heavens. Needless to say, the teacher has lost this time to "Chrysanthemum Platform". The disciples are convinced." Du Ni sighed lightly and said.

"It's just that my disciple has something unknown. Why is this poem called Chrysanthemum Platform?" Du Ni asked a little puzzled.

"How do I know this?" Zhongtian smiled and shook his head: "If you want to know, you can ask the poet Zhou Fan."

"If you have the chance, I will ask." Du Ni said seriously: "If you walk three people, I will definitely be my teacher."

"Then in this off-road test, are you teaming with the candidates or finding two entourages?" Zhongtian talked about another topic.
Chapter completed!