"Look at your bald head and look at your clothes. Of course you are a monk!" The county magistrate was helping.

"This rodent county lieutenant, have you ever been a monk?" Wukong blinked with his eyes:

"Of course not!" The county magistrate with a sharp-mouthed monkey-brow immediately denied, "How could I be a monk?"

"Then how do you know what clothes the monk is wearing?" Wukong took his face and pulled out a button made of cloth from his clothes and showed it to these people. "Besides, is Xiaoniao wearing a monk's clothes? Look carefully, is there such a thing in the monk's clothes?"

In fact, the clothes that Wukong wore were not the standard clothes of a monk. Because Wukong felt that the standard clothes of a monk were too ugly, he simply made a specious set of moon-white monk robe. It was indeed very cool, but to be honest, it was indeed a bit different from the clothes that most monks wore.

But the clothing doesn't matter. Anyway, if you add his bald head, others will definitely not admit their mistakes:

"You have asked others to see, isn't the thing you are wearing a monk's clothes?" Although the county magistrate with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek was a little confused, he still said that there was still some stubbornness." And even if the clothes you were wearing didn't look like, look at your bald head. You said that who else shaved his head besides the monk?"

"Bald!" Wukong answered calmly.

"Bald is born with you. You have a shaved head. Can you be the same?" the county magistrate replied a little angrily.

"How do you know that Xiao Na has a shaved head?" Wukong wiped his head with his hand, "I just lost my hair a little bit. I said, "I'm just a little bit worse than my hair. I said, "Is it a sin to lose my hair a little more?"

"What are you talking about?" the county magistrate continued, "You let everyone see. You shaved your head and wore the monk's clothes and said you are not a monk. Does anyone believe it?"

, "I will tell you again, "Did my hair fall off by myself? And I am not wearing monk's clothes." Wukong answered with a verbal remark, "Besides, is it a monk who shaved his head and wore monk's clothes? Emperor Liangwu Xiao Yan also likes to shaved his head and wear a cassock. Is he not the emperor?"

"I said little bald!," Loli quietly pulled Goku's clothes from behind, and said in a voice, "Are you really not a monk?"

"Of course..." Wukong answered without hesitation, then looked at the little loli suspiciously, "Why do I always feel that you seem very happy when you say this?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Loli twisted her head and looked arrogant. "The talent would not be happy because you are not a monk, this is such a trivial matter."

"You are like this, the damn little bald donkey," Zhou Shaode pointed his hand at Wukong, "As a disciple of Master Daoxin, do you dare not even admit your identity as a monk?"

"That's right, "Why don't you dare admit it?"

"Does Master Daoxin's disciples must be monks?" Wukong spread his hands and looked helpless. "Do you know that there is a identity in this world called a lay disciple, or a lay Buddhist. "Although I am a little younger, this lay Buddhist does not seem to be a matter of age."

"What kind of layman are you? Are there any layman like you? You are obviously a monk!"

"Mr. Zhou, don't talk nonsense!" Wukong spread his hands easily, "I'm a man with a title. The Duke of Yichang County who is a serious court in the court is equivalent to a third-rank official. How could he be a monk? You must know that all monks have gone out of monks, even if they have a reward of the most, they are Zhongsan doctors, when have you ever seen a monk who can be a duke?"

"You must have done something in the Ministry of Rites!" Zhou Shaode said excitedly, "I remember that Li Gang is the Minister of Rites. He must have done something in the matter, helping you, the monk, inherit the title of Duke of Yichang County:"

"Oh!" Wukong smiled wickedly, "Mr. Zhou County, do you mean that my title is the result of Li Shangxing's private fraud?"

"Of course!" Zhou Shaode, who was angry, answered without hesitation.

"Shopkeeper, bring paper and pen!" Wukong turned his face and patted several cases hard. "I want to write down this matter and send it to Chang'an Dali Temple to sue you. There is a smart person in the world. Who doesn't know that Li Wenji is the most loyal and loyal country, and he will be slandered and committed private fraud today. Is there any reason for this? Is there any law of nature and any law of the king?"

"By the way, please don't leave!" Wukong pointed at the other people watching the fun with his hand, "You are all witnesses about this matter. You have to sign it under this testimony later. If you don't sign it, it means you also think that Li Wenji has committed personal fraud.

I will ask you your names one by one, and then send the testimony to Chang'an."

"This..., the other people watching the fun next to each other looked at each other in embarrassment, "Just a little bit of anger, don't you have to disturb Dali Temple?"

"No!" Wukong waved his hand, "It is related to Duke Li Wenji's reputation. "How can I be calm? As the Duke of Yichang County who was personally designated by the court, how can I ignore this and slander the important officials of the state? Shopkeeper, what are you doing? Haven't you heard me? Hurry up and serve me."

"There is no business for you here, go down!" A man dressed in a bachelor glared at a waiter who was protruding his head, then turned around and smiled at Wukong, "This little Bu Fu, look at Zhou County Magistrate has drunk too much, this is obviously an unintentional mistake. Please ask the little master, you, sir, to make a lot of "Don't make this big deal."

"Who is drunk too much, is it unintentional?" Wukong reached out and slapped the table again, "Can he openly slander the important officials of the court after Zhou Shaode drinks too much horse pee? As a court official, how could Xiaoniao be the son and nephew of Duke Wen Ji be indifferent when he saw Duke Wen Ji being slandered so much: "

"This,..., the person dressed as a bachelor, felt a little depressed. He wanted to watch the fun, but he didn't expect it. This fun brought him into it.

Although it is said that slandering Li Gang is a big deal or a small matter, and Dali Temple may not necessarily accept this and the case. But there is a guy standing in front of him who is afraid that the world will not be in chaos. If he doesn't say anything else, if he writes a letter to Li Gang, I will see someone slander you with my own eyes, and someone else and someone else have heard it, what should I do?

This kind of thing cannot be affected!

If this Li Wenjigong really opened the back door for the young monk with favoritism and fraud, that would be great. Originally, only Zhou Shaode knew about this, but now I know it too. In fact, it doesn’t matter if I know it, but the problem is, what if Li Gang also knows, I know?

The reason why things in the world seem very complicated is that there are too many smart people:

"Mr. Zhou!" The man dressed in a literati coughed and said to Zhou Shaode, "Since you have drunk too much, I'll apologize to this junior teacher. This is a big deal for nonsense, and everyone is still making big deals and "this is gone!"

"I've drunk too much, so I'm talking nonsense?" Wukong dragged his tone and glanced at Zhou Shaode, "Mr. Zhou, is this the case?"

"Yes, yes, that's it!" The person standing next to this scribe nodded to Wukong, then reached out and pulled Zhou Shaode, "County Master, do you think this is the case?"

"Yeah!" Zhou Shaochun's face turned red and he hummed reluctantly.

"Okay, since everyone said that, I will let you go for the time being!" Wukong waved his hand, and said with a lot of looks on his face, "Then now everything is clear. By the way, County Magistrate Zhou, should you take the initiative to do it when you see me?"

"Hello?" Zhou Shaode looked at Wukong in anger, "Why should I salute you, the little bald donkey?"

"Because I am a third-ranked official!" Wukong slapped his famous post in an understatement, "What kind of rank are you, Zhou County Magistrate?"

Zhou Shaode is almost madly angry by Wukong. Damn, even if your title is the third rank, Bai Ding, who doesn’t have any position, wants me to salute you, “Are you wrong with being a high-ranking person?

The official system in ancient China was very complex. For example, during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was divided into officials, scattered officials, titles, and honors! Officials were positions, such as county magistrates, county leaders or higher governors, six ministers, three dukes, etc. These official positions had real power and practical functions.

The scramblers of generals like General Cavalry, General Champion, General Yunmo, and other things like Ziqing Guanglu Doctor and Zhongsan Doctor are called Sanguan. In other words, they are the same as those with officials but without power, similar to the Great Sage of Monkey King in the Heaven:

According to later words, the meaning of this kind of scattered official is to enjoy silent treatment. The title and the title are similar to the scattered official. They are all things that sound very honorable but have no substantive things. They are completely different from the fact that Ou Hongna and the Duke must have a real scattered ground.

For example, the so-called Yichang County Duke inherited by Wukong is basically similar to the equivalent third-rank treatment. And it is not to say that Wukong is the Yichang County Duke, Yichang County is really under the jurisdiction of Wukong. In fact, Yichang County is still under the jurisdiction of the emperor. To put it bluntly, this title can only mean that Wukong is a nobleman, and that is, he can only receive an extra salary.

In fact, the ancient Chinese society of shabu construction has gone astray since the Han Dynasty. Only European talks can be called shabu construction society, but we can only call it shabu construction society without building society:

The only benefit that this title brings to Wukong is that Wukong can see that officials below the third rank do not need to bow. Of course, officials below the third rank do not need to bow to Wukong either. After all, Wukong does not have real power in his hands, and he has no way to neglect him.

"The third rank is, what a great official!" Zhou Shaode snorted, "I just don't salute you, what can you do to me?"

"Oh, just talk, why are you so angry, Magistrate Zhou?" Wukong slowly put a stack of famous posts in his hand back into his arms, "Do you say that after I was bitten by a dog, "Will I bite me back? This is absolutely impossible! So Magistrate Zhou, don't worry, Magistrate Zhou, I have a lot of people, and I won't be as good as you!"

"Hmph!" Zhou Shaode was snorted by Wu Air, and he didn't even eat. Turn around and leave! After a burst of footsteps, Zhou Shaode had already gone downstairs.

"Mr. County Master..." The sharp-mouthed county lieutenant glared at Wukong and chased after him. After seeing that Zhou Shaode and the county lieutenant had already gone downstairs, the remaining people looked at each other and followed him.

, “The master is indeed good at speaking and eloquently

"After seeing that the other essays were almost gone, the good monk of the Tang Dynasty in Baidu looked down and nodded slightly at Wukong, "I'm Wang Hong, the Xuezheng of Yifeng County School, "If the little master has time, you might as well come to the county school to find me." To be continued.
Chapter completed!