In Duvina Juehui's Zen Room, Li Zaixing was calmly drinking fruit wine. This Sanle Berry Wine, which was passed down from Persia, tasted very good, and of course it was not expensive. Li Zaixing sipped one by one like a donkey, and Juehui frowned.

However, compared to Sanleju, Li Zaixing broke Zhigao's leg and made it more troublesome. Juehui did not expect Li Zaixing to be so violent and hurt people as soon as he took action. He regretted it now. If he had known that this guy had done so poorly, why would he cause such a big trouble?

Just when Juehui didn't know how to speak to Li Zaixing, Li Zaixing drank enough, put down the glass wine jar, and smiled and said, "Senior Brother, you are very luxurious. This bottle of wine will be eaten by ordinary people for a month."

Juehui shrugged: "Do you still know?"

"How could I not know?" Li Zaixing wiped his mouth and put away his smile: "Do you think I am not responsible for doing things?"

Juehui raised his eyebrows, took back the words to his mouth, and looked at Li Zaixing with bright eyes.

"Senior brother, let me tell you the truth. The master sat in meditation and received a warning from the Buddha that Bodhi Temple was in trouble, which made me come to Chang'an. I don't know what the so-called trouble refers to, but I am good at martial arts, so the only thing I can help you is martial arts. Bodhi Temple has money..." Li Zaixing weighed the wine bottle and laughed jokingly: "So, I want to help you build a monk soldier to protect the temple property. If there is chaos in the world in the future, these monk soldiers may be able to help you."

Juehui remained silent and was indifferent to Li Zaixing's jokes. After Li Zaixing finished speaking, he said seriously: "Is it really the teaching that the master has received from Zen?"

Li Zaixing nodded, without any guilt at all of his guilt. For him, since Lao Buxiu likes to pretend to be a god, it is perfect to push these irrelevant things to him. Training a monk soldier is not only useful for Bodhi Temple, but also useful for increasing Juehui's strength, but also for himself. He learned the training methods of Li Weigong's military art from Li Mi, which happened to be used to train monk soldiers and practice in advance.

Juehui frowned. He stared at Li Zaixing for a long time, but he could not see any flaws. He lived in Chang'an for a long time and knew that the Tang Dynasty would last for a long time and would change sooner or later in the future. However, he could not guarantee whether this change would be so serious that it would affect Chang'an and Bodhi Temple. After all, his life span was limited, and it would be good to live for another thirty years. There would be chaos in Chang'an within thirty years? It is hard to imagine such a thing.

If it was Li Zaixing himself, Juehui would definitely think he was talking nonsense, but if it was said by Master Shucao, and he received the Buddha's teachings in Zen, then the credibility would be very high. Juehui's heart is not complete, but his belief in the master and Buddha is not something Li Zaixing could imagine. He would never have thought that Li Zaixing would use the master as a guise and speak nonsense.

"It is indeed a way to establish a monk soldier, but..."

"Why do you want to break Zhigao's leg?" Li Zaixing snatched the conversation.

Juehui smiled.

"First, Zhigao is definitely not the incompetent person you mentioned." Li Zaixing also became serious, his eyes were so cold. Juehui had never mentioned Zhigao's origin to him before. If he had not had knowledge, it would not be Zhigao who was unlucky today, but him. What exactly Juehui wanted to do, he must figure out. "Senior brother wouldn't know that he had been in the army, right?"

"In the army?" Juehui frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.

"Senior Brother Don't Know?" Li Zaixing was also a little surprised. The master not only had martial arts skills, but also had great martial arts skills. Why did the second senior brother know nothing about martial arts? "When he and I were fighting, he used gun skills and had good strength, but he taught the monks with ordinary stick skills, so he obviously concealed something. What was he hiding?"

"I don't understand martial arts." Juehui smiled bitterly, "So, this Zhigao's identity is a bit suspicious?"

"I think it should be."

Li Zaixing pondered for a moment and put down this topic for the time being. Who Zhigao was had nothing to do with him, Juehui would also check it out, and he didn't need to bother. He was concerned about how to build a monk soldier. Training monks requires people and money, and Juehui needs to solve these problems.

"In addition, those people have insufficient training intensity. If they want to become a new army, they will have to give me two or three months. If my senior brother can ensure the supply of supplies, I think it should be able to complete it before the Buddha Bath Festival."

"How to solve the matter before the Buddha Bathing Festival?" Juehui was a little anxious. "There are two months before the Buddha Bathing Festival, six times of preaching, and there are at least seven Buddhist rituals. If you hurt Zhigao again, maybe Zhigao will cause trouble in secret..."

"This is the problem I want to talk about. It is far from enough to base myself on guard. I have to take the initiative."

"Take the initiative?"

"Yes, who are the people who may come to make trouble? I will go to find them first. Those who can be subdued will be subdued. Those who cannot be subdued will be crippled first." Li Zaixing grinned: "Senior brother can trust me, so I naturally cannot embarrass my senior brother. In order to ensure the safety of Bodhi Temple, I can do anything."

Juehui looked at Li Zaixing in a daze. Li Zaixing's idea was beyond his expectations. He actually wanted to take the initiative to trouble those teenagers and even wanted to conquer them. This was simply seeking death. Of course, he didn't know that before Li Zaixing entered Chang'an, he killed someone and stole Wei Yingwu's money.

Li Zaixing smiled slightly and continued, "In addition to conquering those people, the safety of Bodhi Temple can be guaranteed. As for those Buddhist temples that compete with Bodhi Temple, I cannot guarantee it."

Juehui took a breath and heard Li Zaixing's meaning. Li Zaixing's mind was not just about protecting Bodhi Temple. He was trying to compete for hegemony in the Buddhist world of Chang'an City. But after thinking about it carefully, if Li Zaixing could really conquer those young men and prevent them from coming to Bodhi Temple to make trouble again, but instead go to their competitors to cause trouble, this would be a great opportunity for Bodhi Temple. More importantly, Li Zaixing is now a secular person. He is not a monk in Bodhi Temple. Even if something goes wrong, it has nothing to do with Bodhi Temple.

"I want to discuss with the minister and the temple master."

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Li Zaixing returned to the west courtyard and came to Du Fu directly, telling him that he could go to the Bodhi Temple canteen to have a free meal from now on. The deacon Wuneng, who manages the canteen, is Juehui's person. For this matter, Juehui nods, and there is no need to go through the two giants, the prefect and the temple master.

Du Fu was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. He could have a free meal at Bodhi Temple. Although the money was not much, it solved the most basic problem. He did not have to travel far to Taicang every day to buy affordable rice, which saved a lot of time. His wife, Yang, no longer had to cook and eat oil smoke every day, so she could dress more and teach her son Du Zongwen more time. They were naturally very happy to hear this news.

"There is something, I want to ask Brother Du for help." Li Zaixing smiled and said to Yang who came out to thank him: "Mrs. Sister-in-law, I want to ask Brother Du to take me to have flower wine."

Yang blushed, glanced at Du Fu, who was smiling, spat at him, turned around and went into the inner room. Du Fu chuckled twice: "Brother, why do you want to go to those places?"

"Looking for someone to fight." Li Zaixing said his thoughts. Chang'an Rangers are all teenagers who have no business. The place they go to most often is prostitutes. Pingkangfang has the largest red light district in Chang'an, and naturally it is also the place where these people come most often. It is most suitable to go there to find them. The problem is that it is not easy for Li Zaixing to think of these places.

The prostitutes in the Tang Dynasty were different from later generations. They were not the kind of hanging big red lanterns. No matter who they were, they could go in as long as they had money. With a strong and beautiful voice, a row of girls stood in front of you and posed for you, waiting for your luck. The prostitutes in the Tang Dynasty also did flesh-and-stealing business, but the main thing was not flesh-and-stealing business, but the main thing was to socialize. Entering the prostitutes in the yard to drink wine was not just for bed, or in other words, it was not for bed, but for entertainment.

Among these entertainment activities, a very important one is writing poems and writing essays and drinking.

Unfortunately, this was not something that Li Zaixing could do. He could not write poems and essays, nor could he do alcohol. When he came on stage, he might not even say anything dirty like Mr. Xue. In this regard, he had no advantage at all, that is, he was at an illiterate level.

It was precisely because he learned about this situation from Lu Hu that Li Zaixing wanted to find Du Fu. It doesn’t matter if he can’t write poetry, but I can find a poet saint to replace him. No matter how prosperous the literature and art of the Tang Dynasty were, could the species such as poet saint be mass-produced?

The Tang Dynasty was open, and drinking wine did not mean that there was a physical relationship. Therefore, Du Fu not only did not refuse, but was a little excited. Although Yang was a little unhappy, he would not stop Du Fu, just laughing at him.

Soon, Juehui replied to Li Zaixing, and the master of the temple agreed to Li Zaixing's plan, with only one requirement. Li Zaixing does not have the identity of Bodhi Temple. He is just a secular person who temporarily lives in Bodhi Temple. If something happens, he will be fully responsible. Juehui also told Li Zaixing that it seems that it is right to break Zhigao's leg. After Zhigao was seriously injured, the master was angry again. In the short time, he could not find a person who replaced Zhigao to compete with Juehui for power. For the sake of the safety of Buddhist affairs in the future, he could only swallow his anger and accept Juehui's suggestion. Li Zaixing was responsible for the training of the monks.

Of course, he would not give up. He would definitely wait in secret for Li Zaixing to make a joke, and then wait for Zhigao to heal, and then fight back and take back his right to regain his due power.

"Junior brother, you have to be careful." Juehui said to Li Zaixing meaningfully.

"Don't worry, senior brother, just prepare enough money for me." Li Zaixing said unscrupulously: "Married monks cannot eat meat, which is very unfavorable for martial arts practice. I ask senior brother to ensure the supply of eggs and tofu from now on. Otherwise, I will not be able to complete this task."

Juehui agreed immediately. His fate was tied up with Li Zaixing. Li Zaixing trained the monk and his position in the temple would be much more stable. If Li Zaixing fails, his interests will be damaged. Even for himself, he cannot be stingy at this time.

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