Seeing that Shangguan Di didn't speak, Jiang Chengxiao slapped his forehead and suddenly said: "I forgot that there is a guard of Jin Wuwei in Chang'an City. I'm afraid you can't climb the tower with white body. Alas, if you can't, you can find a white silk to end yourself. Why bother the monks of Dalin Temple here?"
"Monks have six clean roots. Aren't you defiling the holy land of Buddhism? You are in trouble with others."
The servants of the Daiwang Mansion laughed with the master, but Shangguan Di's forehead was red, but he could not say a word.
Jiang Chengxiao said: "I think you are also a man. Even if you don't want to serve the country, you should also care about your parents' upbringing. Although you died, you lost everything, but you suffered your parents."
"Yu's country is disloyal, and Yu's family is unfilial. It seems that you and other disloyal and unfilial people deserve to die."
The little monk was dumbfounded. He thought that the husband was coming to persuade people. How could he persuade people to die.
"I'm not going to die." Shangguan Di popped a few words out of his teeth, but did not look up at Jiang Chengxiao.
"What are you doing kneeling here to make it difficult for you to leave your family?"
"I..." Shangguan Di's lips trembled, and he could not say a word of retort.
Jiang Chengxiao snorted. Such people are called "indignant youths". They shout that they can't do this or that every day. They have never considered whether they can do it.
It's really no good. Shut up if you see through the world of mortals. Go out and become an ascetic monk by shaving yourself. Who wants to see you yelling here?
See that there is a nice young man who is worried about the country and is persecuted?
Although he didn't know what he had experienced, this attitude was really disgusting, and he didn't believe in becoming a monk at all, so should thousands of people be like this.
Who are the soldiers guarding the territory in the border area to protect?
Jiang Chengxiao really knows the darkness of officialdom, but he would rather be a peaceful dog than a man in troubled times.
Although there are many bad things in Dajin, at least it has given the people of the world a stability.
This is much better than the civil war twenty or thirty years ago.
He also felt unfair today, otherwise he would never waste words on a stranger.
Jiang Chengxiao said coldly, "Although the world is unfair, as long as we do our best, we can have a clear conscience if we succeed or fail. If everyone is as fragile as you, isn't the court full of evil spirits and monsters?"
"If I were you, I should keep a useful body, devote myself to the country and follow the orders of the people."
Hearing the words, Shangguan Di looked ashamed. On second thought, he was really wrong. If all the officials in the imperial court were like him, what would be the future of Dajin?
So he stood up and bowed and said, "Today, listening to your words is like clairvoyance. You should accept my worship."
As he said this, he bowed his head. When he looked up, he saw that Jiang Chengxiao had already stepped up the steps and left.
"What's your name?" Shangguan Di shouted behind Jiang Chengxiao.
Jiang Chengxiao immediately got goose bumps and left without looking back. If a woman calls him, he will turn around, but a man claims to be "husband"
Although he knew that this was the normal name Dajin used to call a man, he still felt uncomfortable when he came out of a strange man's mouth.
"My master is the son of the king," said a slave before leaving.
On behalf of the king's son... Shangguan Di suddenly realized that he had seen the name in the case file, but this person did not participate in Yuwenzhi's brutal killing.
The little monk turned to himself and asked, "Do you want to become a monk, benefactor?"
With a smile, Shangguan Di said: "No, I will not become a monk. I should keep a useful body for the country and the people. If I can't do anything, I should have a clear conscience!"
He turned around, shook his sleeve robe and straightened his head.
The domestic slaves did not know why the master would persuade a stranger today, but if the master did not tell them, they would not ask.
On the last step, two monks led Jiang Chengxiao into the hall.
Shenju took two ingots of gold from the purse and put them into the treasure chest in front of two monks. God raised his hand to the monks and motioned them to go out with him.
The two monks obeyed naturally and left with Shenju, leaving Jiang Chengxiao alone in the hall.
There is a huge golden Buddha statue in the main hall. The Buddha's face is kind to the eyes, and there is a golden child on both sides.
Buddha, I feel hypocritical now.
When he just persuaded the stranger, he was not for the sake of the stranger, he was just venting his anger.
What's more, he felt sick and even though he knew there was no hope at all, he still told the man some grand truths.
As a ruling class, he brainwashed the ruled class to continue to do things for them with hope.
He knew that the Buddha would not answer him, so he just smiled and quietly looked at the kind looking golden Buddha statue. His tiny body is small but hard to ignore in front of the empty hall and the huge Buddha statue.
The victims are all dead, and the confessors are all murderers.
The first part needs to be marked with a question mark.
Good men can't survive in this era, and idealists are a joke.
But now he feels even more hypocritical, because his confession is only for this moment. After this moment, he will continue to take the place of the king's son above the common people.
In his opinion, this is a groan without illness.
His repentance at the moment is just for peace of mind.
Not only did he have no fluctuation in his heart, but he was even slightly happy, because he was not the one being persecuted.
It's always interesting to see a play.
After half a cup of tea, he left the hall and turned to a side hall.
This temple is dedicated to Avalokitesvara, and there are two golden children beside it.
Jiang Chengxiao walked into the Buddha's Platform and saw a wooden board standing in front of one of the golden children, on which was written "Gongsun Shi Li".
It seems to be a longevity memorial tablet for "survival".
It is a custom in Dajin that if the children are weak and sickly, the rich people will set up a memorial tablet for longevity in the temple or Taoist temple in order to be protected by the gods.
In the Buddha Hall of the Dai Wang Mansion, there is his memorial tablet of longevity.
After a confession of self "hypocrisy", he found that his mood relaxed a lot, as if he had really put down his sin and started a new life.
Having let go of his "accomplice"'s heavy self reproach, he stood in the side hall courtyard and looked at a bodhi tree, feeling refreshed.
He is innocent, he is clean.
It seems that without self psychological suggestion, he also naturally felt that he was innocent.
While he was meditating on the bodhi tree, a sound of surprise broke the silence.
He looked back and found that a woman in a white dress, a David hat and a white veil covered her face was slim and graceful, with a slender and tight waist like a weak willow, slender legs looming under the white dress, and her chest was bulging and plump.
"Third Lady, what's wrong?"
After the woman's surprise, a maid dressed up and a domestic slave dressed up appeared on both sides of the woman.
When the maid saw the stranger in the yard, she immediately blocked in front of the master. When the slave saw Jiang Chengxiao, she immediately bowed to him and said, "I have seen the prince."
"Do you know me?" Jiang Chengxiao was puzzled. He also often went to Chang'an City in the past two days. How could this man know him.
The slave said respectfully, "My son, I am a slave in Shun Mansion. Yesterday, my master went out to hunt with my son."
Jiang Chengxiao suddenly realized that he was Yuchi Jing's slave. He turned his eyes to the white dress woman and asked, "Who is this?"
The slave replied, "This is the third wife in the mansion."
Third Lady?
The three wives of Shunguo Mansion are their own wives.
A moment later, the servants and maids were standing at the gate of the side hall. Jiang Chengxiao and Yuchi Sanniang were standing in the courtyard under the bodhi tree.
After a long silence, Jiang Chengxiao did not speak, nor did Yuchi Sanniang.
According to the customs of the Jin Dynasty, an unmarried woman cannot casually appear in the public, nor can she be alone with a man, even if this person is her soon to be married husband.
So, Yuchi Sanniang is already blushing with shame. If she didn't wear a Uygur hat to hide it, she might not be able to stay for a moment.
But Jiang Chengxiao never spoke, and she was thinking about it again, thinking that the fiance was not satisfied with herself, so she became a little nervous.
"My name is Jiang Chengxiao."
He opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, he gave his name.
He looked at the bodhi tree without looking askance, and after saying that sentence, it seemed that he was not talking about himself.
"Hmm." Yuchi Sanniang said a word quietly. Like a mosquito, if the yard was calm and the surroundings were quiet, he might not be able to hear it.
Jiang Chengxiao bent down and picked up a bodhi leaf, put it in the palm of his hand, and said quietly, "Do you know the meaning of my name?"
Yuchi Sanniang had a meal. She was born in a powerful family and had read poetry since she was young. Of course, she knew the meaning of his name.
Just, can she say it?
No.
Therefore, she was silent.
Jiang Chengxiao stretched out his finger and gently rubbed the bodhi leaf, as if it were a toy.
"Brother Gongde said that the Third Lady was worried about me a few days ago. Thank you very much."