The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

On the city wall, not everyone can go up, even Cheng Chumo can't bring anyone up at will.

But now, the captain on duty left his post without authorization. Although this is not a big deal, if you really want to investigate carefully, you will definitely be punished. What's more, if you bring someone up to the city wall, it will be an even worse crime up.

As for Zhong Wen, if he really wanted to be held accountable, then he would probably be in prison for several years.

"Young son of the Cheng family, you are so bold that you dare to bring irrelevant people to the city wall without permission. Aren't you afraid that I will go up to the emperor and sue you for leaving your post without permission, and bring someone up to the city wall without permission?"

Just as Cheng Chumo led Zhong Wen down to the city wall, not far away, an old man with a dozen or so officials stood there, shouting loudly.

"Wei Shizhong, didn't I see that this little Taoist leader had a good relationship with me, so I took this little Taoist leader up to the city wall to see the majesty of my Chang'an city? Besides, Wei Shizhong, don't you Do you like people from your Taoism?"

Cheng Chumo saw that the person who scolded him was the servant of the Shangshusheng of the court, and felt a little frightened.

Then, he trotted forward quickly, saluted the little old man, explained and refuted again and again.

Be careful in the preface, and the postscript, it gives you the feeling that it depends on how you treat me.

"Children of the Cheng family, you can speak so well, no matter what, I will definitely sue the Holy Lord for leaving your post without permission today."

The little old man's aura of being refuted silently by Cheng Chu has declined, but his mouth is very hard.

"This old man is very polite. I don't blame this little general for this matter. I just came to Chang'an City. I wanted to see the power of Chang'an City, so I asked this little general to take me up. Those who go to the city wall, if they want to blame, they will all be borne by Xiaodao."

Zhong Wen didn't know why, so he also walked over, saluted the little old man, and said cautiously.

"Chang'an has Chang'an's legal system. As a Taoist, didn't your teacher teach you? This matter has nothing to do with you. You should leave immediately."

The little old man twitched when he saw Zhong Wen, a little Taoist priest, coming to salute him.

He came here this time not to find Zhong Wen's troubles, but to inspect.

Although this inspection is not his job, who told him to be nosy, otherwise, he would not have come to Yanping Gate to find trouble.

"Little Daoist, don't be afraid. Speaking of which, Wei Shizhong and you should both be members of the Taoist sect. He won't do anything to you, don't worry."

Cheng Chumo stood aside and explained to Zhong Wen.

And the sentence that Cheng Chumo said: Wei Shizhong and you should both be Taoists, which made Zhong Wen a little curious.

Although Zhong Wen didn't know who this Wei Shizhong was or what his official position was, but thinking about it, this official position should be quite big.

"Click" sound came.

After a while, more than a dozen horses rushed forward.

"Old Wei Zheng, if you're not studying your law at court, why are you here to meddle in your own business?"

After the dozens of horses rushed over, a burly man came down from the horse's back, pointed at the little old man and sprayed.

"Father, why are you here?"

After Cheng Chumo saw that it was his father, he hurried over to greet him.

Zhong Wen looked at his careful look, and he no longer had the arrogance he had brought with him just now, he felt like a mouse seeing a cat.

However, after listening to the words of the burly man who came, and when Cheng Chumo called his father, Zhong Wen realized that the person who came was Cheng Chumo's father, Cheng Yaojin, and that little old man was the famous Wei Zheng. Wei Xuancheng.

In addition to the curiosity in Zhong Wen's heart, some were even more delighted.

Being able to see two historical celebrities in this early morning, and standing in front of his eyes, they are real people, Zhong Wen was still thinking in his heart, whether he should touch two or not. It's like being a celebrity.

Celebrities, famous people in history.

Zhong Wen shouted in his heart: Someone who can take pictures, come quickly, I want to take a photo together as a souvenir, and show it to my son and grandson later, I also have great friends.

Just like in the previous life, after some people took a group photo with a certain celebrity, they would enlarge it and print it, hang it somewhere to display it, what's more, they had to show off when they saw everyone, and what's more, taking this group photo , to cheat money and sex or something.

But at this time, when Zhong Wen was in a daze, Cheng Chumo was talking to his father, but the little old man Wei Zheng stood there, staring at the father and son with wide eyes.

"Tat-tat-tat" came the sound of horseshoes again.

After a while, more than a dozen horses came to the Yanping Gate. Many people came down from the horses, including officials, officials and followers.

The one who came at the beginning was a burly man with a face like black charcoal, a full beard, but a refreshing spirit.

"Why is it so lively today? I heard that Cheng's kid committed a crime. I wanted to come over to watch the excitement after hearing about it. Zhijie, this is your fault. If your kid commits a crime, he will be beaten to death." , beat him until he can’t get up, if you can’t do it, how about letting me do it?”

The black-faced man looked at the few people with a sneer on his face, and all his words were aimed at Cheng Yaojin.

"You dead black charcoal, I can meet you anywhere, you are just looking for trouble, don't you want to fight with me for [-] rounds?"

Cheng Yaojin was ridiculed by the black-faced man, he was not happy, so he sprayed it back.

"Come here, who is afraid that you will fail?"

The black-faced man was also displeased, so he jumped up and shouted, pointing at Cheng Yaojin.

"Xiao Daoist, don't be afraid, that is Wu Guogong Wei Chi Jingde, he has a very good relationship with my father, but he just likes to bicker with my father."

At this time, Cheng Chumo moved to Zhong Wen's side and explained something to Zhong Wen.

It was only then that Zhong Wen realized that the charcoal face in front of him turned out to be Yu Chigong, one of the door gods, and he really wanted to see another door god again.

If the two door gods are in place, they will be domineering, and they will be able to resist all ghosts and evil spirits wherever they stand.

"Su Guogong, you pampered your own son. Today I must go to the Holy Majesty to report this matter. Now that Wu Guogong is here, I think there is circumstantial evidence for this matter. Go, and follow me to meet the Holy Majesty."

At this time, the little old man Wei Zheng saw another Duke coming, and he didn't want to quarrel with these two people. He felt like he lost his identity by arguing at the Yanping Gate.

"Old Wei Zheng, where did my son make a mistake? When he was supposed to be on duty, he was also on duty here at Yanping Gate. Why, can't we just leave for a while to pee?"

Cheng Yaojin stared at Wei Zheng, his eyes felt that this old Wei Zheng was just looking for trouble, he was too idle, otherwise, he would have to come to this city gate to look for trouble this early in the morning.

"Cheng family kid, what did you do? Are you caught by this old man Wei? Could it be that old man Wei saw which little lady you touched?"

Wu Guogong Wei Chi Gong, looking at the current situation, probably can't do anything, but it's disgusting that Wei Zheng can't say a few words.

Anyway, he and Cheng Yaojin are usually like this. For the two of them, disgusting things are fun. Of course, it is best to fight, that is what he wants to see.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to mess around with you two and mess around here. I'm going to meet the Holy Majesty and report this matter. Let's go." , had to choose to leave, so that he could go to the emperor to complain.

Wei Zheng was helpless, every time he met these two dukes, he would leave with a straight face like the little chicks who were defeated in a fight, and at this time, it was the same, taking his officials away with him.

"Haha, old Wei Zheng, if you have the ability, go and sue. Let's see where you can sue."

Seeing Wei Zheng leave, Cheng Yaojin was relieved and laughed a few times loudly.

"Little General Cheng, this incident happened because of me. If you really need something, you can find me at Huilai Guest House in Changshoufang. I will stay there forever."

Zhong Wen felt that this matter was in a strange state. The complaint Wei Zheng said would definitely be sued. As for the result, he really didn't know.

After all, this matter is really caused by oneself, and this responsibility should be borne by oneself, so as not to trouble or harm others.

"Little Taoist priest, what's the matter? Do you want to leave now?"

At this time, Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong approached, just in time to hear what Zhong Wen and Cheng Chumo said, and hurriedly stopped them.

"Hello, the two national policemen, and the poor nine are polite."

When Zhong Wen saw the two coming, he hurriedly bowed to them.

Although what Cheng Yaojin said seemed to be to prevent him from leaving, but there was not much malice in these words.

s: Thanks to the stubborn Mahu for rewarding 1000 coins.

Chapter 2 Four Swords Injure the Duke

Zhong Wen saw that the matter was over, so he had to leave naturally.

Although it is rare to meet two important people, according to the normal reasoning, no matter what, you have to have a lick.

But who is Zhong Wen, with such a strong self-esteem, how could he be sent to the door to be licked?Isn't that slapping yourself in the face?

If he really leaned against his face, Li Daoling probably knew about it, and he had to peel off his skin.

"Little Taoist priest, you have killed this bastard from the old Cheng family, what's the matter? Are you going to leave now? Aren't you going to talk about it?"

Yu Chigong looked like a troublemaker, staring at Zhong Wen, feeling that this lively scene should be made bigger for fun, and he didn't pay attention to the person involved at all.

"Poverty, I don't know how to harm General Cheng? I also ask Mr. Wu Guogong to make it clear that if I really harmed General Cheng and was punished or lost my official position, I will naturally be responsible, but this is not the case. Haven’t you reached that point yet? Thinking about it, today’s emperor won’t be punished because a little general wants to satisfy a Taoist who came from another place to see the prosperity of Chang’an, right? heart?"

When Zhong Wen saw the two dukes in front of him, although he didn't quite understand why this charcoal-like Duke of Wu, Wei Chi Gong, liked to intervene. too big.

Even if Wei Zheng really went to sue, and the emperor wanted to punish Cheng Chumo, then if he wanted to take responsibility, it would not be his turn.

According to what Zhong Wen said, because of such a trivial matter, if the current Li Shimin really wants to blame him, then Zhong Wen will feel that the current emperor is a bit too fussy.

"Little Taoist's mouth is sharp. Which Taoist school do you belong to? Who is the teacher?"

Listening to Zhong Wen's words, Yu Chigong felt that the little Taoist priest in front of him was too good at talking, so that he couldn't fight back.

"Pin Dao comes from Longquan Temple in Lizhou, and his family teacher is Li Daoling."

Zhong Wen narrates according to the words.

"Li Daoling? Are you the disciple of that old Taoist? But I don't think that old Taoist Li Daoling is so eloquent. Little Taoist, is Li Daoling dead?"

Hearing Zhong Wen's self-introduction of his family name, Yu Chigong suddenly saw the figure of Li Daoling in his heart.

"I respect you as the Duke of the state. If you curse my master like this, don't blame the poor sword for not having eyes."

Zhong Wen really didn't expect that this Yu Chigong was so disrespectful to others, and the question of whether Li Daoling was dead really aroused Zhong Wen's anger.

"Hey, the lanugo hasn't retreated yet, so you want to make gestures with me? Even if Li Daoling's old miscellaneous hair is here, he doesn't dare to say that he will show his sword in front of me. Come on, little Taoist priest, I will let you fight. Let's fight!" How about one?"

Hearing this, Yuchi Gong immediately regained his spirits, rolled up his sleeves and yelled.

"As the Duke of the state, don't you speak your head? Or is it because you have no brains? If you insult my master, even if you are noble, you can't trample on others at will, right? If you insult my master again, don't blame me. I respect you as the Duke of the country."

How could Zhong Wen bear this kind of excitement.

Even if my master is bad in every possible way, he is still my master. It is already too much to say whether he is dead or not. Now, there is another old miscellaneous sentence, and no one can bear it if it is put on anyone.

"Jingde, shut up."

Cheng Yaojin, who stood aside, did not want to magnify this matter.

He came here to support his son after hearing the sergeant's report, but now that Wei Zheng left, he left behind this troublemaker, feeling helpless in his heart.

"Old Cheng, step aside first, I want to see, that old bastard Li Daoling, the little bastard he taught, how the sword in his hand doesn't have eyes, come on, little bastard, fight with me fight."

Yu Chigong looked like a shameless old bastard at this moment, yelling at a little Taoist priest to fight near the Yanping Gate, which made passers-by in the distance stop and watch, and he himself didn't care about his prince at all. His identity is taken seriously.

"Don't blame me for being so disrespectful to others."

As soon as the sword in Zhong Wen's hand lit up, he stabbed directly at Yu Chigong.

"Hey, little miscellaneous hair, if you are smart, come on, get a gun."

Seeing the little Taoist priest in front of him, Yu Chigong stabbed him with the sword in his hand, and quickly dodged it. Then, he asked his followers for a spear in his hand.

"choke choke"

The sword and the spear alternated, and after a few moves, Zhong Wen already knew how the spear skills in the hands of Heitan in front of him were.

However, the power is extremely great, and it is not something that ordinary people can possess.

But for Zhong Wen, this kind of power is probably caused by practicing strength all the year round, otherwise, this kind of power is unlikely to appear.

"Little bastard, your swordsmanship is too mediocre. If your old bastard master is here, maybe we can still have a fight. Just you little bastard, let's go back and find your mother for a drink." .”

From these alternate moves, Yu Chigong thought he had tried Zhong Wen's swordsmanship, but he also felt that there was nothing to play, and wanted to teach Li Daoling a lesson for his disciples.

However, Zhong Wen looked at this Heitan Wu Guogong with cold eyes, thinking in his heart: This Wu Guogong doesn't have any grudges against his master, does he?Why do you always have trouble with yourself.

But now, it has come to this point, if you don't fight, you will be really sorry for your master, and even more sorry for yourself.

An old miscellaneous hair on the left, and a young miscellaneous hair on the right, are you really a Taoist priest?I still feel that I am a prince, and no one dares to do anything to you.

Zhong Wen made up his mind, staring at Yu Chigong who was holding a gun, a trace of murderous intent began to flash in his eyes.

But at this time, Cheng Yaojin on the side had been paying attention to Zhong Wen. When Zhong Wen's eyes began to flash with murderous intent, he didn't pay much attention to it. Naturally, there are people who can defeat his old brother Wei Chigong. , but definitely not the little Taoist priest in front of him, so he put his heart down, he also wanted to see what kind of strong methods Li Daoling's disciples had.

"One sword blows snow, cool, one sword floats snow, cold, one sword gathers snow, ice, one sword melts ice, cold!"

Zhong Wen jumped up, and all four swords came out. When each sword style went out, he said the name of the sword style calmly, leaving no room for the direction of the sword, all he wanted was to hurt that charcoal face on the sword. Down.

The cold ice sword technique came out, and the temperature began to drop sharply. In the clear and warm sky, some snowflakes began to gather and scatter, and then fell.

"Stop, stop." Cheng Yaojin who was not far away, seeing the power of these four styles of swordsmanship, shouted loudly, trying to stop Zhong Wen from making a move.

"choke, choke, puff, puff"

The sword and the spear alternated, how could Yu Chigong not know the weird swordsmanship of the little Taoist priest in front of him, but he couldn't dodge it, so he had to hold the gun to fight it.

The first two swords were resisted, but the last two swords could not be resisted. The two swords in the body were blasted away and fell to the ground.