Chapter 175 Begging
Is Buddha powerful?
sharp!
But the problem is that the present world does not seem to be under the control of the Buddha, so after hearing what Zaiyuan Liangmei said, the old monk couldn't help but be moved.
Even the white-robed swordsman next to him showed a surprised expression.
"really?"
Monks are also human beings. Not to mention the wine-drinking and meat-loving monks in Japan, even the monks in Song Dynasty are trembling under the power of Taoism.
Among the religions in the Northern Song Dynasty, Taoism is still much stronger.
"I dare not lie in front of Pingbie." Zaiyuan Liangmei bowed gently and continued, "Regarding the news about Master Lu, I have sent people to Hangzhou City in Song State to find out the news about Master Lu. From several aspects, it is confirmed that he is really a cultivator."
"An Onmyoji like Abe Haruaki?" The white-robed swordsman's eyes lit up and he asked, "Is there really such a person?"
Zaiyuan Liangmei looked at the white-robed swordsman and asked, "May I ask your name, Your Majesty?"
The swordsman in white looked at Yuan Liangmei with a smile, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
But the old monk next to him said, "You'd probably be angry if you knew about this."
"Why do you think so?" Zaiyuan Liangmei was a little surprised.
"His last name is Ju!" The old monk chuckled and said, "You should understand now."
As soon as these words were spoken, Hara Ryomi's eyes became sharp.
She stared at the other person for a long while, with a murderous look in her eyes.
But under such a gaze, the white-clad swordsman sat calmly, appearing to be extremely relaxed.
After a while, Yuan Liangmei turned to look at the old monk and asked, "Ping Bie Dang, if this is the territory of the Yuan family, and you let him in, does it mean that your Ping family is planning to side with the Tachibana family?"
The Hara family, the Taira family, and the Tachibana family are all of royal bloodline.
It’s just that the Heike family is a direct line, while the Hara family and the Tachibana family are branches.
However, there are huge conflicts between the Hara family and the Tachibana family.
As for the word "Betō", it is the highest position in the Shitenno-ji Temple, probably similar to the "abbot", except that the abbot is "self-selected" by the temple, while the "Betō" is appointed by the royal family.
The old monk said slowly, "Yan Ji, please be patient. Tachibana Sakon did not come here to fight against you in the Yuan family. He asked me to be his lobbyist and wanted to join forces with you."
Hara Ryomi was stunned for a moment: "Wait, Your Majesty is the number one swordsman in Izumo, Tachibana Sakon?"
"It's just a small name." The swordsman in white bowed his head slightly and smiled, "I didn't expect that even Yan Ji had heard of my name."
Hara Yoshimi frowned. How could she not have heard of him? A few years ago, Tachibana Sakon became famous. He had a duel with the great-grandson of Abe Haruaki in Heian-kyo. Legend has it that he used the swordsmanship he learned from Izumo Province to cut open the Shikigami of the Abe family and won.
After that, he became famous throughout Japan.
But she was a little puzzled: "Your Majesty is a master of swordsmanship and is also very favored in the Ju family. I think you should be the next head of the family. Why do you come to my Yuan family? Aren't you afraid that the adults in your family will be dissatisfied with you?"
The swordsman in white smiled and said, "You all say that I killed the Abe family's shikigami, but what if I tell you that this is false?"
Um?
Yuan Liangmei was stunned for a moment.
The Abe family is a holy place for Onmyoji, and she grew up listening to the legend of Abe Haruaki.
Moreover, during the time she was growing up in Heian-kyo, she had seen the magical things done by the Abe family, which made her feel the difference between humans and gods.
“Is this fake?”
"Yes." Tachibana Sakon nodded. He picked up the long sword beside him and swung it gently. The smooth blade reflected Liang Mei's pretty face. "This is ordinary iron, but it's made to look better. And although my swordsmanship is inspired by the white snow and sea of clouds in Izumo, there is nothing magical about it. It is essentially human swordsmanship."
Inahara Ryomi frowned, "But what does this have to do with you coming to our house?"
"Because my master wants me to be a fake puppet, but I don't want to." Tachibana Sakon put the sword back into the scabbard. He smiled and said, "No matter how powerful my swordsmanship is, I am just a person. I can't resist my own family. But if I find a backer, it will be different."
The old monk smiled beside him.
Yuan Liangmei asked: "So you want to establish a good relationship with us in the Yuan family, and then use our port to leave Japan and go to the Song Kingdom?"
At present, Japan's navigation technology is not very developed, and it does not even have the technology to build reliable sea vessels.
It’s just that the Japanese are not afraid of death and think that their lives are worthless. After they have done about 60% of the work, they want to give it a try and try their luck.
The same goes for Yuan Liangmei, otherwise she would not have set out on a small boat. If Lu Sen hadn't sent people to rescue her, she would have died at sea.
In fact, among the Japanese who came to the Song Dynasty to borrow sperm, only about half of the women could return to Japan safely. The others either stayed in the Song Dynasty or were buried at the bottom of the sea.
In Japan, no one else except the Yuan family has mastered the technology of foreign shipping.
Tachibana Sakon nodded gently: "Yes, I don't want to be a puppet. The heart of a swordsman is like the wind, it is unfixed and cannot be constrained by others, otherwise my sword will become slower and duller."
If Lu Sen were here, he would laugh out loud when hearing this, and then call the other person "middle school student".
When Yang Jinhua or Mu Guiying heard such words, they would just think it was nonsense.
Swordsmanship is swordsmanship, and skills are skills. You can become stronger by practicing more, and the rest depends on your talent.
As for the concept of 'Swordsman's Heart', they would not agree with it.
After all, a sword is just an artifact. Humans are spiritual beings, so it is natural that the spirit controls the artifact. It is impossible for an artifact to dominate people's hearts.
After thinking for a while, Zaiyuan Liangmei said, "If that's the case, I'm willing to send you out of Nanba Town. But I don't have time recently. I have to entertain Master Lu from the upper country. Your Majesty, can you take your time?"
"Of course it's possible, and I have to thank Yan Ji for being understanding." Tachibana Sakon straightened his body and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.
“You’re welcome.” Yan Ji returned the greeting.
"If the matter has been settled, then let's leave it at that." The old monk suddenly spoke up. He looked at Zaiyuan Liangmei and asked, " Where is Master Lu now?"
"He has built his own residence on the flat land next to the mountain city."
"Has the residence been built?" The old monk and Tachibana Sakon looked at each other, both of them with deep doubts in their eyes.
They seemed to understand what Yan Ji was saying, but also seemed to not understand it at all.
Have you built your own residence?
pitch a tent?
But a tent is not a residence.
Seeing the confusion in the two people's eyes, Zaiyuan Liangmei thought for a while and said, "This is a high ground. As long as you leave the hall and look in the direction of the mountain city, you will know what I mean."
At that moment, both of them stood up and walked out of the hall one after another, while Yuan Liangmei followed closely behind with small steps.
After exiting the main hall, you come to the railing outside the square. This is the best place in Tennoji Temple to get a bird's eye view of the entire Namba city.
The two of them looked down almost at the same time and were stunned, because in their eyes, two wooden buildings suddenly appeared in the mountain city. They looked quite large and tall, and were almost halfway up the mountain city.
And if you extend your sight into the distance, you can see a huge ship docked at the port.
"No wonder there was such a commotion outside before. It turns out that a distinguished guest really came here." The old monk sighed lightly.
Earlier, when he and Tachibana Sakon were discussing matters in the main hall, a young monk came to report, but the latter did not say anything, so he was stopped and driven away.
Because the content of their conversation cannot be known to outsiders.
Tachibana Sakon looked at the two wooden buildings, turned his head in confusion and asked, "Pingbieto, I remember there were no buildings there before I arrived here yesterday."
"Not to mention yesterday, there was no news an hour ago." The old monk shook his head. He stared at the two wooden buildings for a while, then asked, "Yan Ji, tell me about the deeds of Master Lu."
In the original beauty, one naturally knows everything.
This explanation took nearly half an hour.
The mountain fog gradually drifted closer from afar, and soon the entire Tianwang Temple was shrouded in smoke.
This is why the temple was built in this place.
Clouds and fog give people a sense of mystery.
It can make believers see the temple from a distance, and make them worship it more deeply, silently.
But at this moment the old monk felt a little cold. He didn't know why the angel from the upper kingdom came here for such important matter, and he wanted to communicate with the big shots in Heian-kyo.
What if they come to claim "sovereignty"?
As a member of the royal family, he had to consider this.
In comparison, Tachibana Sakon's expression seemed much brighter. There was only one emotion in his eyes: excitement.
He killed the Shikigami of the Abe family. It was a fake, just a delicate paper puppet.
Does this Master Lu Sen, the angel who came to court and a cultivator from the Song Dynasty, really have supernatural powers?
Can I challenge him?
He licked his lips subconsciously.
But the old monk suddenly turned around and said, "Zuo Jin, be patient! Regardless of whether Master Lu is a true practitioner or not, you cannot challenge him."
"Why?"
"Just because he is an envoy from the upper kingdom, and just because he can bring such a large ship here." The old monk pointed to the treasure ship parked at the port, "Such a huge ship can definitely hold a thousand brave soldiers. If you mess around and give them an excuse, and they get off the ship, do you think our foot soldiers can stop the heavenly soldiers from the upper kingdom?"
Tachibana Sakon was a little discouraged: "But I just wanted to challenge him..."
"What right do you have to challenge him?" The old monk stared at Tachibana Sakon coldly, "Because you are a military commander? Because you are a swordsman? Or do you think the power of the Tachibana family can match that of the other party? If you give them an excuse to attack Nanba, how will you apologize? Will you commit seppuku?"
The Japanese actually knew very well that the whole of Japan was not as big as some states of the Song Dynasty. They acted arrogantly on the islands and seemed to be very powerful and impressive, but in the eyes of the Song people, they were just a small country.
Tachibana Sakon's energy and spirit were drained at once. He sighed and said, "Okay, I'll keep quiet, but I want to follow you. I want to see if Master Lu really has magical powers. What's the difference between him and the people of the Abe family?"
"On the gamble of your swordsman's honor?"
"I'm willing to bet on the dignity of a swordsman."
The old monk nodded and said , "Okay, follow me. Yan Ji, lead the way and help introduce them."
"Yes, Pingbiedang."
These three people are all of noble status, but the old monk who is of direct royal blood has more say.
At this time, Lu Sen was sitting in the hall of a large wooden building with a group of black-clad family generals, eating.
The ingredients taken out from the system backpack have been cooked into delicious food by a family general who is very good at cooking. A group of people sit at several tables and eat happily.
Lu Sen naturally sat in the main seat, while Pang Meir next to him ate slowly and helped Lu Sen pick up food from time to time.
In the past, this job was done by Yang Jinhua, and only the eldest wife was qualified to serve food to the head of the family at family banquets.
But when she was away from home and Jinhua was not around, Pang Meir felt quite happy to play the role of the eldest wife.
After eating for a while, a guard in black suddenly looked out the door, then took a bite of rice and whispered, "Sir, there are people outside, and the Japanese lady Zaiyuan Liangmei is among them."
Lu Sen said, "You guys eat first, I'll go check on them."
The black-clad guards did not move after hearing the order and continued eating.
Lu Sen walked out of the hall and into the yard, and saw Tachibana Sakyo, one of the three, touching things in the air with a fanatical look on his face.
I guess he was touching the invisible 'wall of air'.
In fact, the old monk and Yoshimi Zaihara also touched it just now, but they were more cunning and did not show their surprise like Sakon Tachibana.
"Miss Yuan, have you eaten?" Lu Sen asked with a smile as they walked.
"Not yet." Zaihara Yoshimi looked at Lu Sen with bright eyes, which was completely different from the expression she had when she looked at the old monk and Tachibana Sakon : "This monk is Heibetsu of Tennoji Temple."
The old monk bowed to Lu Sen and said with a smile: "It must be the fate of the Buddha that I can see Master Lu in person."
He speaks standard Chinese.
In fact, when the three of them were chatting just now, they were speaking Chinese.
At this time, the Japanese nobles regarded being able to speak Chinese fluently as a kind of honor and pride.
Then, Hara Yoshimi put her hands in her sleeves, looked at Tachibana Sakon and said, "This is the swordsman of the Tachibana family, Tachibana Sakon, who is known as the best swordsman in Izumo."
"Nice to meet you." Lu Sen nodded with a smile.
"Master Lu from the upper kingdom." Tachibana Sakon suddenly knelt down, then bent his upper body, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and crawled on the ground as much as possible: "This is the request of my life, Master Lu, please listen to it."
The old monk's face changed drastically. He thought that Tachibana Sakon was going to challenge Lu Sen and was about to stop him.
But Lu Sen spoke first, saying, "Just tell me what you want to say. I can't bear such a great honor."
As he spoke, Lu Sen avoided the direction where the other party was kneeling.
Tachibana Sakon raised his head and stared at Lu Sen with excited eyes: "Master Lu, can you let me cut this invisible protective air wall with one sword? Just one sword!"
The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't have to challenge Master Lu.
Lu Sen didn't think this request was strange, because Zhan Zhao had actually made a similar request before.
"Please come in." Lu Sen made a gesture.
This matter was actually beneficial to him. When he first came to Japan, he was really worried about how to publicize his "supernatural powers" without leaving any trace and without being pretentious.
It would be best if someone is willing to cooperate now.
"Thank you Master Lu."
Tachibana Sakon stood up, drew out his long sword, held it with both hands, and raised it high.
At this moment, his entire temperament changed suddenly, becoming extremely sharp, as if he had turned into a knife.
