The first Taoist priest of the Tang Dynasty

"Jingde, Master, Uncle Yuchi."

Seeing that Yu Chigong was injured by Zhong Wen and fell to the ground, everyone shouted loudly and ran over to support Yu Chigong who had been hit twice by the sword.

At this time, Yu Chigong had been hit by two swords on his chest, his clothes had already been torn, but the blood did not drop a single drop.

"It's so cold, so cold."

After Yu Chigong was hit by two swords, his body felt a sense of freezing, and the two big gashs on his chest were even more frozen. At this time, his body was full of ice cold, and his mouth Shouting is so cold, so cold.

At this moment, Zhong Wen landed on the ground and stood not far away, looking at the current situation.

No surprises, no joys and no sorrows.

To find a place for my master, and likewise, to find a place for myself, there is nothing wrong with it, and no one can say anything.

It's just that it's impossible for others to say anything, but the person you hurt is the current Duke of Wu. Don't you know what the consequences will be if you hurt a Duke?

This is not an ordinary fight, this is an incident of hurting people, and it even slaps a Duke in the face, not to mention, a Duke who needs face the most.

"Hurry up, take Jingde to the hospital."

Cheng Yaojin hurriedly urged Wu Guogong's followers to carry Yu Chigong to the clinic for treatment, as if he was afraid that something might happen.

After hearing Cheng Yaojin's words, Yu Chigong's followers immediately carried their master's house on their backs and headed for the hospital.

"Xiao Daoist, why did you hurt Uncle Yuchi, you are going to be in trouble now."

Cheng Chumo pointed at Zhong Wen, not knowing what to say.

As far as the current situation is concerned, it's really not something he can handle. Even his father, Cheng Yaojin, didn't know why it suddenly became like this.

"It was he who insulted my master, and also insulted me. If he got hurt, he got hurt. He fought and fought. If he has the ability, he will fight back."

Zhong Wen seemed like a person who had nothing to do, he didn't know what kind of consequences would be brought to the person he hurt, just like a fool.

What era is this, what kind of person is it, at this time, he completely put it aside.

I have insulted my master, and I have insulted myself, this sword will inevitably come out, whether it is wounded or killed, then don't blame him.

Besides, Zhong Wen still kept his hand, otherwise, the power of the last sword would not have injured him, maybe he could have killed him directly.

"Little Taoist priest, don't you know what to do? Now, you have injured a prince, aren't you afraid of being punished? Even though your master is Li Daoling, you can't hurt people at will, right?"

Cheng Yaojin listened to Zhong Wen's response, although the meaning in the words was very straightforward, but he felt that the disciple taught by Li Daoling was so stupid.

"Su Guogong, it's not my wish. He is a duke of the country, and he insults my master if he speaks casually. May I ask, what would you do if it were placed on you?"

Zhong Wen didn't think about the consequences at all, he just wanted to get the situation back, even when he responded to Cheng Yaojin's words, he basically responded like a rhetorical question.

"You, hmph, you are a little boy, you have just arrived in Chang'an, do you know what's going on here? This time, even if Li Daoling is here, I probably won't be able to help you."

Although Cheng Yaojin also understands that Yu Chigong is indeed a little too much, but no matter how much you go too far, you can't just hurt someone.

But no matter what happened to him, Cheng Yaojin, this matter has already happened, as for what to do afterwards, it depends on how Duke Wu's government handles it.

Whether to report to the Holy One, or to report to the Chang'an County Government, or to decide on his own, depends on what Yu Chigong thinks.

But thinking about it, Yu Chigong is probably a person who wants face, if he really wants to report to the government, then he, Duke Wu, will lose all face again.

A duke who wanted face would definitely hit back head-on, get back his place, and report to officials, it is probably impossible to do it, because he is afraid that the servants of Wu Guogong's mansion will make his own opinions.

Zhong Wen was speechless, looking at Cheng Yaojin and his son, but he was calculating the gains and losses of this matter in his heart.

At this time, the followers of Duke Wu's mansion carried Yu Chigong to a medical clinic.

"Quick, come, come, save."

As soon as those attendants carried Yu Chigong into the medical hall, they shouted loudly, making the whole medical hall into a mess.

The doctor sitting in the medical hall, looking at these people and checking the injured man again, was still puzzled in his heart.

"This is a sword wound. Who are you? It's not convenient for me to treat it here."

After examining the two wounds on Yu Chigong's chest, the doctor was amazed, but he didn't dare to diagnose and treat them casually. It was a sword wound, and these people who entered the hospital looked vicious, and felt like wicked people, so they hurriedly said: .

"Get medical treatment quickly, this is Wu Guogong, if you don't get medical treatment quickly, I'm worried about your life."

Hearing what the doctor said, a follower became very anxious and shouted loudly.

Chapter 2 Nineteen

"Huh? Wu Guogong? Okay, okay, I'll make a diagnosis and treatment right away."

After the doctor heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his heart beating wildly in his chest.

The Duke was injured like this, so what happened to this matter, this is a level that he, a doctor, could not have imagined. Perhaps, only in war, it is possible to injure a Duke.

But at this time, he was thinking in his heart: won't there be another war?

Diagnosis and treatment must be done. As a doctor, he dare not disobey orders. This is the Duke of the state, not a commoner.

Cheng Yaojin and the others at the Yanping Gate had already galloped away, leaving Zhong Wen stunned on the spot. Even Cheng Chumo, who was supposed to be guarding the city gate, was taken away by his father Cheng Yaojin.

"Leave as soon as you say, come as soon as you say, these big shots are really popular."

Zhong Wen looked at these people, coming and going, as if they were his own family, and when he said they were running fast, they would run fast.

As for whether this Chang'an city can ride a horse, he has no idea. Perhaps this Chang'an city has such regulations, but thinking about it, such a person must not be under the jurisdiction.

After all, after he entered the city yesterday, he hadn't seen anyone riding a horse. Even the coachman would get out of the carriage and lead the horse.

Zhong Wen looked at the spectators in the distance and felt like a monkey, so he wrapped the sword in a cloth and left.

As for the fact that he hurt the Duke of a country, Zhong Wen really didn't take it to heart.

Thinking about the Duke of Wu's mansion, there will be a certain day to find the venue, and when it is, just wait and see.

Play continues.

Zhong Wen started to walk towards the street, turned several corners, passed several lifangs, and came to Xishi all the way like no one else.

"I'm going, so many people?"

Zhong Wen really didn't know the layout of Chang'an City. As for the West Market, it was the first time he knew about it, and the people coming in and out made him a little confused.

"There are so many people and it's so lively, so you have to go in and have a look."

Zhong Wen's curiosity was aroused, and he took a step, drilled into the West Market, and began to stroll around the West Market, but he didn't know that he, a young Taoist priest who had just come to Chang'an, had already been known by many people up.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin and his son were standing in the Taiji Hall in the Taiji Palace in Chang'an City, and they were telling Li Shimin what happened just now to Li Shimin who was sitting high in the temple.

"My lord, the son of Su Guogong, when he was on duty, he left his post without authorization. This matter must not be a precedent, and the law must be strictly enforced. Otherwise, anyone who is on duty can leave without authorization. Isn't that right? Is it out of order?"

Wei Zheng is also in this Taiji Hall, and at this moment, he is suing the present sage Li Shimin.

"Old man Wei Zheng, my son is just going to urinate, you have to hold on to it, there is no reason not to urinate, do people have to be suffocated to death by urinating?"

Cheng Yaojin saw that Wei Zheng complained to the emperor, and quickly replied.

"Cheng Yaojin, you bastard, I am the servant of Shang Shuxing, if the law is not strictly enforced, what face do I have to sit in this servant?"

"Old Wei Zheng, don't put everything on the law. You are not on duty, so why did you go to Yanping Gate? Don't say that the Holy One sent you there."

"Hmph, I'm here as an attendant. I don't need to be sent by the Holy One, so I naturally have the right to intervene."

"Old Wei, the waiter is amazing, I'm still the Duke..."

"..."

"That's enough, is it enough? Do you feel bad when you don't quarrel a few times every day? Do you want to go to Zhuque Street to quarrel and let the whole Chang'an city see?"

Li Shimin, who was sitting on the throne, listened to what the two said to each other, and his head got dizzy.

Every time he went to court, this Wei Zheng would spray a few words on everyone he caught, but if he really wanted to spray Cheng Yaojin, he would inevitably have endless quarrels.

"The Holy One calm down."

"The Holy One calm down."

The two of them knew each other well, and they could hear a trace of anger from what Li Shimin said, so they quickly shut up, stood aside, and looked at Li Shimin carefully.

"Cheng Chumo, tell me, why did you leave without authorization when you were on duty? What's the reason?"

Li Shimin turned to ask Cheng Chumo who was standing on the side.

"My lord, I was in a hurry to urinate, so I went to a latrine, but I didn't expect that when I went to the latrine, Wei Shizhong ran over and said that I had left my post without authorization, and I was wronged, Your Majesty."

How could Cheng Chumo admit that he was originally trained by Cheng Yaojin, so he knew exactly what to say and what not to say.

Even if it was Li Shimin's question, he still didn't blush and his heart didn't beat. He had to lie when he should, and he couldn't demolish his father.

Li Shimin got up from the throne, approached Cheng Chumo slowly, looked at Cheng Yaojin again, and finally looked at Wei Zheng who was on the side.

He knew very well in his heart that he knew better than anyone else the virtues of the Cheng family father and son.

It's just that, right now, it's not easy for him to dismantle anyone's situation, so he can just treat it as a thing of the past, there's no need to bring such a trivial matter to the table to argue.

"I already know about this matter. Cheng Chumo, when you are on duty, you should do your duty well. If there is another time, you will go home and wake up for three days. Xuancheng, this matter is over."

Li Shimin is a peacemaker, and he is quite skilled in doing it.

In fact, he has to face this kind of thing countless times every day, and he doesn't even know how many memorials he has to throw away.

Who Wei Zheng is, he knows better than anyone else, Li Shimin hates and loves Wei Zheng, sometimes he hates him so much, but sometimes, he can often remind him.

Although Wei Zheng used to assist the hidden prince Li Jiancheng in the prince's mansion, but after the Xuanwumen incident, Wei Zheng has now become his favorite courtier.

But as far as Wei Zheng's temperament is concerned, he can't look down on anyone, and he has to take care of everything he sees, not to mention that he is now a servant with a lot of power, which is even worse than before.

"Your Majesty, I heard the news from the outside world that at the Yanping Gate, a small Taoist priest clashed with Duke Wu and injured Duke Wu."

At this time, when Li Shimin had just finished mediating the dispute, a royal guard approached in the hall and reported to Li Shimin.

"What? When did it happen? How's Jingde?"

After Li Shimin listened to the dictation of the guard, he was amazed, why did it all happen at the Yanping Gate, could it be related to what Wei Zheng reported?But he was even more surprised when he heard that one of his tiger generals was injured by a little Taoist priest, and then he asked nervously.

He, Li Shimin, was very clear about Yu Chigong's skills.

In the past, but the one who saved him single-handedly, the skill is naturally amazing.But now, being injured by a little Taoist priest made it difficult for him to understand. Could it be that the little Taoist priest is more powerful than Jingde?

"Return to the Holy One, this happened just two quarters of an hour ago. Wu Guogong was wounded by the little Taoist priest with two sword wounds on his chest. He has been sent to the nearest hospital for treatment, and he is fine for the time being."

The guard replied again.

"It's fine, Zhijie, Xuancheng, Jingde was injured by a Taoist priest at Yanping Gate, do you know?"

After listening, Li Shimin turned to look at the two of them.

"I don't know, I didn't know that after beating Su Guogong, I left."

Wei Zheng left half of what he said, the little Taoist naturally knew about it, but as for the little Taoist being able to injure the Duke of Wu, he thought about his skill, and he felt happy.

After all, there was a gap between him and Yu Chigong, and he was also a Taoist priest, so he would naturally feel that the little Taoist priest had won glory for the Taoist school.

"My lord, that little Taoist priest is from Longquan Temple in Lizhou. I heard that he is a disciple of Li Daoling."

Cheng Yaojin was a little flustered by Li Shimin's stare, and quickly responded to Li Shimin.

"A disciple of Li Daoling at Longquan Temple in Lizhou?"

After hearing Cheng Yaojin's response, Li Shimin closed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

Immediately afterwards, Li Daoling's figure and appearance flashed in Li Shimin's mind, and only then did he know who Li Daoling was.

In the fifth year of Wude, Li Shimin's father, Li Yuan, issued a notice, sending all the Taoist officials in the world to Chang'an, and re-registered the book.

At the same time, a famous Taoist priest was invited to a banquet, and several real people were canonized, and among the canonized real people was Li Daoling.

For Li Daoling, Li Shimin is quite familiar with him, but after the beating, he never saw Li Daoling again, even when Li Daoling came to Chang'an again, he basically never saw him face to face.

Although he has never seen him again, he still remembers some words his father said to him, and among these words, there is something about Li Daoling.

"Is that little Taoist really a disciple of Li Daoling at Longquan Temple in Lizhou? Could there be a mistake?"

Li Shimin was afraid of making a mistake, so he asked Cheng Yaojin again.

"Returning to the Holy One, that's what the Taoist priest said when he spoke to me. He said that he came from Longquan Temple in Lizhou and learned from Li Daoling."

Cheng Yaojin didn't know why, so he hurriedly said again.

As for his son Cheng Chumo, he was also in a daze at the moment.

Of course Cheng Yaojin knew who Li Daoling was, moreover, he had met him several times, but in his heart he just thought he was a Taoist.

But now, the present-day sage Li Shimin is instead interested in the little Taoist priest, feeling that there is some ulterior secret in it.