Chapter 10 Madadane Next

"If your sister looks like you, forget it." Luohe replied.

"Get out! Don't drool at that time!"

So far, it can also be regarded as a shallow friendship between Luohe and Murong Changge.

"Young master, what you just said..." Bai Sheng is really worried that Murong Changge will do what he says. This guy has never acted according to common sense.

Murong Changge smiled. He did not answer, but asked Bai Sheng, "I said Elder Bai, do you know why our Tianjianmen can become a middle-class fairy gate in Zhongzhou after only 300 years of accumulation?"

"This, there are many..."

"Wrong! There is only one, that is to make friends with anyone who can become your friends. At the critical moment, you don't hesitate to insert a knife in both ribs. Murong Changge's eyes shined, "Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog son, and the Luo family's father and son really did not disappoint me. Humph, I will ask my father for a reward when I go back!"

On the other hand, at this moment, in the carriage of Luofu, Luo Cheng asked Luohe, "Heer, didn't your master teach you some practice methods?"

"The child has only met with the master twice so far, but the master said that he would teach a set of skills the next time he meets me."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

"That's really great. He must thank him well when he sees his teacher!"

"Dad, the master is a master outside the world. He doesn't like this, as long as the child works harder."

"Good! OK!" Luo Cheng said two "good" in a row, and then stopped talking. Luohe also felt tired after the war and fell directly into the carriage and fell asleep.

With the slight vibration of the car, Luo He slowly opened his hazy eyes. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Why, it arrived so soon?"

"Who dares to stop the carriage of Luofu?" At this time, Uncle Ding's scolding came from outside the carriage.

"Please ask the marshal to make the decision for Xiaomin!" Then a childish voice came from the outside. Luo Cheng, who had been meditating in silence, slowly opened his eyes. He slowly stood up and walked out of the carriage, and Luo He hurriedly followed him out. Out of the carriage, Luohe found a boy about 14 or 15 years old kneeling in front of the original carriage. The boy's clothes are shabby and has many scars on his body. Even the beautiful-looking face has a long scar, but there are no tears in his eyes, only extremely toughness.

Luo Cheng jumped directly from the carriage and came to the little boy, reaching out to help the boy up. Luo He stretched out his hand and gently touched the boy's head, with a smile on his face: "Good seedling."

"Marshal! Please be the master for Xiaomin. Xiaomin is willing to be a slave and maidservant forever, and vow to be loyal to the death!"

"Dad, how tired it is to stand and talk. Come here to drink a bowl of soy milk to quench your thirst." When did Luo He wrap up a small stall selling soy milk by the roadside? He patted the boy on the shoulder with a smile and said with a smile, "Boy, don't worry. When you see the unevenness, you draw a knife to help him, which shows the true nature of a man. My father doesn't care about this, and I'll take care about it - oh! Dad, why did you hit me!" Luo He touched the back of his head and looked at Luo Cheng with a sad face. He finally found out why Luo Cheng had only married Meng in his life. The living habits of the two were exactly the same, and even the way they beat their son was exactly the same.

Luo Cheng didn't say anything, but he saw that the boy's lips were dry and his throat had been agitated and he hadn't eaten for many days, so he also pulled the boy to the soy milk stall and handed a silver ingot to the stall owner: "Boss, twenty steamed buns and four bowls of soy milk."

"Hey!" Luo Cheng didn't know who was in Chang'an City. The stall owner saw that it was Marshal Luo, and his heart was full of laughter and hurried to prepare.

"Child, if you have something to say, take your time. You can eat something first. Tell me, how many days have you not eaten?

"Marshal, Xiaomin hasn't eaten for two days." Although the boy looked a little cold, he naturally showed a trace of shame when facing the idol in his heart.

The stall owner's speed was very fast, and 20 steamed buns and four bowls of soy milk came up immediately.

"Well, let's eat something first." With that, Luo Cheng himself took a steamed bun and nibbled it up, and Luo He had already competed two steamed buns in her mouth! He also made a "tut" sound. He picked up the soy milk and poured it into his mouth, swallowed it, and two steamed buns larger than his fists were swallowed into his stomach.

Luo He thought that his eating appearance was already ugly, but he didn't expect that his father Luo Cheng was not very good. I went, three, three steamed buns that were better than fists, but the time was swallowed in seconds. When Luo He looked at Uncle Ding again - Luo He directly turned over with a white eye, five! Add a large bowl of soy milk!!

After 20 steamed buns and four bowls of soy milk were eliminated, the boy looked slightly better than before. Luo Cheng also began to ask, "Son, what's your name?"

"Xiaomin's surname is Shi, and his name is Kai."

"Puff!" As soon as Shi Kai's words were exported, Luo He sprayed the last mouthful of soy milk and sprayed it directly on the face of the soy milk stall owner. Seeing the smiling face of the stall owner, Luo He hurriedly took out a silver ingot from his arms to appease the soybean milk stall owner.

"Master Luo, this can't be used. Marshal Luo has given much more. How can the little one take your money again?" The stall owner refused to accept the money.

"My father is my father and I am me. I will reward you with this little money."

"But..."

"Take it!" Luo He finally forced the money to the stall owner, then turned to look at Shi Kai, patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Kid, your father is so talented to give you such a good name."

Shi Kai looked at Luo He blankly. Luo He wanted to make fun of him a few more words, but he was stared back by Luo Cheng's eyes.

"Son, tell me, why did you stop me from driving?"

"I want to avenge my father!"

As soon as Shi Kai's words came out, Luo Cheng's eyebrows frowned slightly. He slowly said, "What kind of injustice did your father suffer?"

"My father is just an ordinary farmer, and he also has a few mu of thin fields at home. Although he is not rich, he also has a happy life. Half a month ago, a group of monks came for some reason. They persuaded others to be monks, saying that Buddhism is wonderful, and also encouraged the villagers to donate money and land for the repair of the Buddhist temple..."

"Touch!"

Before the little boy finished his words, the wooden table on which Luo Cheng relied had turned into powder mustard everywhere. He only heard Luo Cheng say in a very low but angry tone: "I have seen that those bald donkeys are not good people. They are usually lazy, pretending to be ghosts and fooling the nobles, but I didn't expect that they stretched their dog claws to the people. In my hand!"

"Shopkeeper, is that broken silver enough for this table?" Luo He said to the stall owner very inappropriately. The stall owner did not reply, but took Luo Cheng's words: "Marshal Luo, you don't know. Since Master Xuanzang returned to Chang'an, Chang'an has been full of Daxing temples. It turns out that those monks are still reasonable, but in recent days, somehow, they have begun to promote Buddhism. , we have to be shaved and become a monk, and even let those who shaved monks sell their fields to the temple.

"Don't the government care about this? What did the people of Dali Temple do!?"

"Well, in detail, this matter has something to do with the people of Dali Temple." The stall owner seemed to know how to avoid disaster, so he didn't say much. Luo Cheng also knew it. He nodded, then turned to Uncle Ding beside him and said, "Uncle Ding, if you have someone to take a closer look at this matter, I will immediately see the room."

"Dad, let me check this matter. Anyway, it's boring to be idle these days." Luo He patted Skye on the shoulder, "And isn't there someone familiar with the terrain here? Let this boy do it with me."

"Okay, when things are done, I will give you the work for my father!"

"Hey, forget the credit, as long as you ask your mother to pat me on the back of the head."

Luo Cheng glanced at Luohe angrily, but he was also very happy, which showed that Luohe had completely stepped out of the shadow of the past, and he also felt that it was time for Luohe to face something alone.

Luohe did not go home, but went directly to Jinchengfang in the northwest of Chang'an with Skye. Although Skye looks thin, he is full of strength, which makes Luo He look at him with some new eyes. On the way, Luo He learned about his encounter from Shi Kai's mouth. Instigated by the monk of Huichang Temple, some extremely superstitious people in the village decided to donate their fields together, but Shi Kai's parents refused. Unfortunately, there was too little opposition. Finally, the village head led someone to shut up Shi Kai's parents. Come on, insisting on them to sign and draw a bet, Shi Kai's parents committed suicide in a bitter and fruitless struggle.

Speaking of this, Shi Kai was already in tears. Luo He gently patted Shi Kai on the shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be sad. Your parents will bless you in heaven, and they don't want to see you sad. Don't worry, I will definitely get justice for you."

"Hmm!" Skye nodded firmly.

"However, I don't quite understand. As far as I know, monks are definitely moths among moths. Usually, there is nothing else but read a few scriptures. Even if they die idle, they will never go to the field to work. So what's the use of requisitioning your land?"

Shi Kai shook his head and said, "I don't know. Since my parents died, the village has kicked me out. I have been begging in Chang'an for more than ten days, hoping to find a good official to redress my parents. But those old men either avoided me or kicked me out, and no one would help me. Later, someone told me to find Marshal Luo, so I came.

"In this case, let's start to investigate from this suspicious point. Those bald donkeys probably dare not kill people no matter how brave they are. What's wrong with this?"

Note 1: Mada Madane: the language of a bird country, translated as: not very much!

Note 2: sòng, Minnan, meaning: cool!