360 Abbot
Just as King Xiaoyao asked someone to pour the water away, someone said that an old friend had sent him an invitation.
“Got it.”
King Xiaoyao went to a remote reception pavilion and entered the secret passage through it.
He controlled the four-wheeled carriage to move through the secret passage. A moment later, it suddenly opened up, and a bright hall appeared in front of him.
A person sat on a chair in the hall with his back facing him.
King Xiaoyao looked at the back and said with a faint smile, “Madam hasn’t been here for many days. I thought that I was no longer of any value to Madam.”
“I don’t have time to argue with you,” The Madam said. “I’ll be leaving Wanning City soon. Keep an eye on the matters in the city.”
“Where is Madam going again?” King Xiaoyao asked.
“That’s not for you to ask. Do your job.”
With that, she stood up and left through the other exit. She had no intention of exchanging pleasantries with King Xiaoyao.
“Tsk.” King Xiaoyao looked at the figure that had long disappeared. His eyes narrowed slightly. “How heartless.”
After he left the secret passage, someone came to report to King Xiaoyao, “The Young Master’s men have come to investigate the residence again. Should we send them away?”
King Xiaoyao thought for a moment and suddenly smiled. “There’s no hurry. Let him investigate. That kid’s personality is similar to mine. He won’t stop until he achieves his goal.”
After the guard accepted the order and left, King Xiaoyao revealed an unfathomable smile.
Didn’t that brat want to investigate? Alright, let him investigate.
It would be best if he could acknowledge him as his father for a few years.
This way, he could vent his anger.
However, when he thought about it, he felt that it was very meaningless. He was a cripple and only had these thoughts every day.
Calling over his trusted aide, King Xiaoyao said, “Go and investigate where Madam is going.”
“Yes.”
Although he was conferred the title of King Xiaoyao, he was not carefree. His crippled legs imprisoned him in Wanning City.
It was time to go out for a walk.
At this moment, on the streets of the capital of West Wind Nation thousands of miles away, a monk was walking in front, and a little monk was walking unsteadily behind.
It was not exactly accurate to say that they were monks.
This was because the older monk’s head was already covered in short hair, but the little monk was still bald.
They were Ye Yuncang and Qing Wu, who had once gone to the West Wind Nation from Puji Temple.
“Master, are we going back?” Little Qing Wu looked up and asked.
Ye Yuncang: “Why? Don’t you like this place?”
“Didn’t Master say that monks don’t have likes and dislikes?” Little Qing Wu shook his head. “It’s just that we’ve been out for too long. I’m afraid Martial Uncle will be anxious.”
Ye Yuncang recalled the debt he had borrowed before he left and smiled. “He’s probably quite anxious.”
He was anxious to go out and beat him up.
“I’m not going back. I’ll preach here. I’ll build a temple for you and you’ll be the abbot. How about that?” Ye Yuncang said it as if it was as simple as eating a bowl of Yang Chun noodles.
Little Qing Wu was dumbfounded. “Ah?”
How could he be an abbot?
He had yet to finish reciting the scriptures.
“If I said that you can be an abbot, you can be an abbot. That’s settled,” Ye Yuncang said. “You’ll be the abbot here.”
Little Qing Wu could tell that something was wrong. “Master, what about you?”
Ye Yuncang: “I’ll renounce asceticism for two years first before re-entering the Buddhist faith.”
“…Master, won’t this be disrespectful to Buddha? If others find out, they probably won’t let you enter the Buddhist faith again.”
Although Buddha was very benevolent, the Buddhists would still reject such a monk who treated Buddhism as a child’s play.
Ye Yuncang: “That’s why I want you to be the abbot.”
Only when his disciple became an abbot could he step in and out of the faith at will. How convenient was that?
As for disrespecting Buddha, he had never respected him from the beginning.
After all, back then, he wanted to be a Daoist priest and even learned how to read fortunes. In the end, he drank too much that night and climbed up the mountain in a daze. He was supposed to go to the temple on the right, but he ended up in the temple on the left.
The abbot in the temple felt that there were pitifully few people in the temple. He was afraid that his disciple, who had finally come, would run away, so he shaved his head that night.
When Ye Yuncang realized that he was bald the next morning, it was too late.
Little Qing Wu: “…” I didn’t expect you to be this kind of master.