Something that can’t be done.”

Mr. Zhang suddenly burst into laughter: "Let's go back to the capital first. The dishes here are clear and watery, so what's the point?"

Master Hu then said to the big man opposite: "Lin Da, you stay." He said with a wink.

Lin Da stood up and saluted: "Don't worry, I guarantee it will be done properly."

Watching the three people leaving the restaurant, Lin Yutong's face couldn't look better. If such an official is really selected, the imperial court will be rotten from the bottom up.

After paying the money, the two of them got up, wandered casually in the street for a long time, and went up the mountain back to the temple. As soon as they entered the temple, they saw the monk Zhike standing by the door, chanting Amitabha in his mouth, but holding a Buddha in his hand.

With the greasy chicken legs, he had a bit of anger on his face, and said to Zhao Xun, who was standing opposite him with an embarrassed look on his face: "In a pure place of Buddhism, how can a donor...bring these...in...a sin! a sin! Amitabha.

"

Zhao Xun's face turned red, "Master! This is definitely not what I did. I'm not afraid of Master's jokes. I'm penniless and even if I'm greedy, I can't afford it."

The Zhike monk just showed a look of hesitation on his face. Lin Yutong heard the sound of footsteps and turned around to see a stout woman coming in holding two handfuls of chicken feathers with dust and blood. From a distance, she saw the chicken feathers in the monk's hand.

The chicken drumstick jumped over with a roar, "I said, why are my big flowers missing? It turns out that they all got into the bellies of you meat-and-wine monks. What kind of Buddha are you chanting? You talk about compassion, but you act like this

The killer..."

The monk Zhike sang the Buddha's name again, but did not explain it to the woman. He only looked at Zhao Xun a little angry, "The poor monk thought that the donor was just greedy for food and drink, so he was disrespectful to the Buddha. Unexpectedly, he even stole their property. The small temple is really

I can't tolerate you. The donor should leave quickly... to save the Buddha from being offended."

Zhao Xun's face suddenly turned purple with anger: "Master, although I am poor, I am also a scholar and I know etiquette, justice and shame. You have really wronged a good man by deciding the case like this."

The monk Zhike shook his head: "The young monk didn't believe it at first, but Donor Li, who lives in the same room as the benefactor, saw with his own eyes that the benefactor secretly ate meat in the temple... So what do you mean?"

Li Shizhu?

Zhao Xun's complexion suddenly turned pale.

The monk who knew the guest waved his hand: "Donor Li and you, the benefactor, have always been close. His words must not be false."

While they were talking, a young man came out from behind the side hall and bowed to Zhao Xun: "Brother Zhao, you cannot lie in front of the Buddha. I can't help you."

Zhao Xun pointed at Li Shizhu: "Okay, okay! Li Shizhu, you are so good! How much money did you receive from that man named Hu to do such a shameful thing!"

There was a bit of anger on Li Shizhu's face: "Brother Zhao, you are looking down on me! How can I buy him with just a few dollars?"

Zhao Xun wanted to speak, but he didn't expect the woman to rush over and hug the box at Zhike Monk's feet without letting go: "You stole my chickens, and this box was used as a mortgage. When will you pay back the money? This box

When will I return it to you?"

It turned out that Zhi Ke Monk had moved all Zhao Xun's luggage out of this box. In the scholar's box, except for two rags, there were books. When the imperial examination was about to take place, anything could be thrown away, but books could not be thrown away.

Zhao Xun quickly stopped him: "Auntie, I really didn't steal your chicken."

But the woman looked at Li Shizhu: "Your classmates said you stole it, and you still want to be a gangster!" After saying that, she slapped her thighs, sat down on the ground and cried, "Who is the one who kills with a thousand cuts, or is he a scholar?

I have never seen a scholar who steals chicken and eats it in the temple..."

The tune was winding and winding, and after a while, many people gathered.

Li Shizhu took out a bunch of copper coins from his body and gave it to the woman, "Madam, this classmate of mine was just confused for a moment. Please forgive me. I've compensated you with the money. Please return the box to him. But you can't do this for this."

Something can ruin a person's bright future, right?"

The woman weighed the money in her hands, then she stopped crying and pushed the box over: "You still look like a scholar in this life, but you are not like that... you look like a dog, but you are pregnant."

It’s a black one… Oops! He’s still a scholar.”

Li Shizhu smiled, a trace of complacency flashed in his eyes, then turned around with a sad look on his face, and handed the box to Zhao Xun: "Brother Zhao, although we have a close personal relationship, right and wrong, this is the bottom line I stick to. There is no righteousness to destroy a relative.

He is not qualified to be an official!"

"That's good!" Someone nearby yelled, followed by cheers from all over.

Lin Yutong and Fourth Master silently watched Li Shizhu's performance. It had to be said that except for his bad conduct, this person was better than Zhao Xun in other aspects. He was full of scheming and means, and the key was to be ruthless. To his friends,

It can be used as a ladder to climb up. This is because he knows that there is a princess living in Daci'en Temple, so he wants to use public opinion to manage his reputation. As long as the princess knows his reputation, even if he cannot pass the exam, as long as there is a noble person to support him,

It is also possible to become an official by raising people.

Fourth Master and Lin Yutong walked over and saw the monk who was about to salute, Sanxi gave him a wink and stopped him.

"Your name is Li Shizhu?" Fourth Master asked.

Seeing the extraordinary bearing of the couple approaching, Li Shizhu hurriedly raised his hands and said, "I wonder who the virtuous couple are?"

Before the Fourth Master could say anything, someone on the side shouted: "Look, everyone came up to fawn over the scholar who knew he was going to pass the exam. Why didn't anyone ask about the scholar who stole the chicken? He still has to have good character!"

Li Shizhu had a modest smile on his face: "Thanks to everyone, I will treat you to a drink on the day of high school." After saying that, he looked at Zhao Xun: "Do you think so, Brother Zhao?"
Chapter completed!