Chapter 339 Arrest
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 339 Arrest
Fang Jun didn't know this fan monk, but he had heard his name more than once.
This Daqin man named A Luoben came to Chang'an along the Silk Road with ten boxes of scriptures in the ninth year of Zhenguan, hoping to spread the teachings of Nestorianism in this magical oriental land. Go, let the gods of the "divine and human nature" he believes in can shine the light of God all over the east.
Too bad people here hardly believe that...
Because the teachings of Nestorianism echoed the "foolish people's policy", His Majesty Li Er was quite satisfied with this eloquent monk, so he arranged for the minister's servant She Fang Xuanling to receive him with full authority, approved him to spread the teachings in the Tang Dynasty, and allowed him to build temples in Chang'an One, originally called "Persian Temple", was later renamed "Daqin Temple".
It was that reception that brought about a good friendship between A Luoben and Fang Xuanling.
Although Fang Jun met A Luoben for the first time, Fang Xuanling often mentioned that he was very knowledgeable, shrewd and tactful.
This is why Li Junxian and Li Chongzhen brought Fang Jun out. A Luo was not an ordinary barbarian, and his identity as the "Nestorian leader" was too sensitive. It would be better for Fang Jun to have a relationship with him. resort to violence.
This extremely ugly-looking foreign monk was conferred the title of "Dharma King of the Nation" by His Majesty!
After being scolded by A Luoben, Fang Jun was also very helpless, but he was not angry.
Although he has a bad temper, he knows that it is his fault. He is almost slandering Aluben's beliefs, so it's not bad if he didn't fight him hard.For a religious person, belief is more important than life, and a few words of scolding really deserve it...
Fang Jun had no choice but to keep a smile on his face: "My next Fang Jun, I heard that the priest and my father Xuanling are on good terms, and I took the liberty to come to visit. I hope the priest is not to blame."
"Uh...Young Master of Fang Xiang?" A Luoben was taken aback, looked Fang Jun up and down, and said, "It doesn't look very similar..."
"..." Fang Jun's complexion turned even darker, and he was so angry that he just wanted to give this guy a big slap in the face!
Did you say that?
I owe a beating!
As if realizing that his words were inappropriate, Aruben scratched his head in embarrassment, and said in his strangely accented Chinese: "Sorry, I'm really not very polite. It's just that your knife is out of its sheath and the arrow is on the string. Surrounded the Daqin Temple with murderous intent, just came to visit?"
The soldiers of the "Hundred Riders" had already completely surrounded the Daqin Temple. As long as the assassin was here, he would not be able to fly with wings, so he didn't care about wasting a little more time.
"Hehe, my father often taught the juniors that in dealing with people, they should learn from the broad-mindedness, wisdom and generosity of the priest Aloben. There is no competition in the world. Today is just a business trip, and I am ordered by His Majesty to arrest the assassin, so I will take this opportunity to pay a visit, so I can come to ask for advice in the future."
Fang Jun's posture was very low, but A Luoben, who had been in Datang for ten years, still clearly understood the meaning of these words.
Your church is a good church. My father admires it very much, and I appreciate it very much. You are a smart person. You should understand that today I was ordered by the emperor to arrest the assassin. Indisputable teachings do not match...
Aroben was in a dilemma.
He didn't know if there were any so-called assassins in his temple. If they were found out, it would be a serious blow to Nestorian's reputation, and he might even lose His Majesty's trust and favor.
No one knew better than him that the reason why His Majesty the Emperor agreed with him to preach in the Tang Dynasty was not because he had any interest in Nestorianism, but simply because the teachings of Nestorianism followed him to rule the people of this country.
Once Nestorianism's attitude of indifference to the world is broken, expulsion is possible!
However, if he tried to stop them, the arrogant soldiers in front of him would obviously not retreat in spite of the difficulties, they would definitely go in and search, and when the assassin was really found out, he would be even more passive...
This Fang Xuanling's son is very annoying. Not only does he not look like his father, but he is not as gentle and knowledgeable as his father. He speaks beautifully, but he is aggressive and hard-nosed!
A Luoben really didn't dare to imagine the serious consequences of being blocked by himself, and then the assassin was found in the temple. He could only stare at Fang Jun with a pair of blue eyes, and said: "If the assassin is not found, I will definitely report to you." His Majesty the Emperor impeaches you, even if you are the son of Fang Xiang, even if you have a friendship with Fang Xiang!"
But Fang Jun didn't care about his tough words, and smiled: "Look at what you said... the junior didn't say that there must be assassins in your temple? It's just a routine search. It's for the sake of your reputation. After all, no one wants to bear the reputation of harboring an assassin, right? You and my father are old friends, and this junior will naturally help you get rid of the suspicion..."
A Luoben's blue eyes stared round, this kid, why is he so shameless?
I still have to thank you, okay?
Fang Jun turned his head and waved his hand: "Hurry up and search! But be careful, you have to be careful with bottles..."
Hearing the order, "Hundred Riders" cheered up, and led by Li Junxian himself, rushed into the temple.
The brigade is divided into small teams, five people in one team, and they search separately, but they take care of each other and rely on each other. They can not only search every corner quickly, but also support each other in emergencies, which is quite methodical.
Li Junxian is not good at playing tricks and being a secret spy, but he is still very good at training soldiers.
Ah Luoben was worried, he was afraid that these gangsters would demolish the whole temple.He wanted to go in and watch, but was held back by Fang Jun...
"Priest, you are very knowledgeable, and my father often praises you, but I don't know where you are from?" Fang Jun chatted about the homework with a smile.
A Luoben was a little impatient, but he couldn't help being entangled by Fang Jun, so he couldn't shake his sleeves and leave, right?After coming to Datang, he found that although there was no distance between nobles and commoners like in his hometown, the distinction between classes still existed.
"My hometown is in Damascus..." A Luoben said helplessly, while looking anxiously into the temple, lest these arrogant soldiers wreak havoc in his temple.Moreover, there are many believers from Western Asia in the temple who are not very proficient in Chinese. If there is a conflict, the consequences will be bad.
"Damascus?" Fang Jun's eyes lit up: "It is said that Damascus is rich in famous knives, but unfortunately I have never had a chance to see them. I wonder if the priest has a collection?"
Fang Jun is not a fan of swords, but he has heard of the famous Damascus sword. In later generations, this is the first of the world's three famous swords under the Malacre sword and Japanese sword!
Aroben looked at the excited Fang Jun with an idiotic look: "Do you think I can afford it?"
"Eh..." Fang Jun was a little puzzled: "Very expensive?"
"It's not just a question of whether it's expensive, of course, it's expensive..." Aruben said.
Fang Jun was speechless, the logic of this man's speech was too poor.
"In my hometown, a real Damascus knife can be worth a thousand gold coins, or 1 slaves equivalent to its value! It needs to transport Uzi steel from Tianzhu to Damascus. It is made on the banks of the Lada River, and it takes three skilled craftsmen to make a Damascus knife for three months in a row. The most important thing is that even so, it is not guaranteed to be able to create a high-quality Damascus knife , the probability is definitely not more than [-]%! Therefore, every Damascus knife is a priceless treasure, and only the most noble nobles and the upper echelons of the church can have it! Those so-called Damascus knives that are circulated in the Tang Dynasty are only second-time. It’s just high-quality products, and it’s impossible to sell the top-quality ones!”
Fang Jun asked: "Aren't you the upper class?"
In his opinion, Aluo was able to go to the east, get the support of the emperor in the Tang Dynasty, and develop this desert where no god had ever set foot. How can he be considered a high-end person in Nestorianism?
But he never thought about it. After all, few people in this world have the perseverance and greatness of Xuanzang, who can travel thousands of miles to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures for their own beliefs, and people like A Luoben are very likely to be excluded. , I couldn’t stay in my hometown, so I had to travel across mountains and rivers to the east to try my luck...
Just when Ah Luoben's face was extremely ugly, there was a burst of shouting in the temple, and then, there was the sound of ice blades hitting each other!
(End of this chapter)
Fang Jun didn't know this fan monk, but he had heard his name more than once.
This Daqin man named A Luoben came to Chang'an along the Silk Road with ten boxes of scriptures in the ninth year of Zhenguan, hoping to spread the teachings of Nestorianism in this magical oriental land. Go, let the gods of the "divine and human nature" he believes in can shine the light of God all over the east.
Too bad people here hardly believe that...
Because the teachings of Nestorianism echoed the "foolish people's policy", His Majesty Li Er was quite satisfied with this eloquent monk, so he arranged for the minister's servant She Fang Xuanling to receive him with full authority, approved him to spread the teachings in the Tang Dynasty, and allowed him to build temples in Chang'an One, originally called "Persian Temple", was later renamed "Daqin Temple".
It was that reception that brought about a good friendship between A Luoben and Fang Xuanling.
Although Fang Jun met A Luoben for the first time, Fang Xuanling often mentioned that he was very knowledgeable, shrewd and tactful.
This is why Li Junxian and Li Chongzhen brought Fang Jun out. A Luo was not an ordinary barbarian, and his identity as the "Nestorian leader" was too sensitive. It would be better for Fang Jun to have a relationship with him. resort to violence.
This extremely ugly-looking foreign monk was conferred the title of "Dharma King of the Nation" by His Majesty!
After being scolded by A Luoben, Fang Jun was also very helpless, but he was not angry.
Although he has a bad temper, he knows that it is his fault. He is almost slandering Aluben's beliefs, so it's not bad if he didn't fight him hard.For a religious person, belief is more important than life, and a few words of scolding really deserve it...
Fang Jun had no choice but to keep a smile on his face: "My next Fang Jun, I heard that the priest and my father Xuanling are on good terms, and I took the liberty to come to visit. I hope the priest is not to blame."
"Uh...Young Master of Fang Xiang?" A Luoben was taken aback, looked Fang Jun up and down, and said, "It doesn't look very similar..."
"..." Fang Jun's complexion turned even darker, and he was so angry that he just wanted to give this guy a big slap in the face!
Did you say that?
I owe a beating!
As if realizing that his words were inappropriate, Aruben scratched his head in embarrassment, and said in his strangely accented Chinese: "Sorry, I'm really not very polite. It's just that your knife is out of its sheath and the arrow is on the string. Surrounded the Daqin Temple with murderous intent, just came to visit?"
The soldiers of the "Hundred Riders" had already completely surrounded the Daqin Temple. As long as the assassin was here, he would not be able to fly with wings, so he didn't care about wasting a little more time.
"Hehe, my father often taught the juniors that in dealing with people, they should learn from the broad-mindedness, wisdom and generosity of the priest Aloben. There is no competition in the world. Today is just a business trip, and I am ordered by His Majesty to arrest the assassin, so I will take this opportunity to pay a visit, so I can come to ask for advice in the future."
Fang Jun's posture was very low, but A Luoben, who had been in Datang for ten years, still clearly understood the meaning of these words.
Your church is a good church. My father admires it very much, and I appreciate it very much. You are a smart person. You should understand that today I was ordered by the emperor to arrest the assassin. Indisputable teachings do not match...
Aroben was in a dilemma.
He didn't know if there were any so-called assassins in his temple. If they were found out, it would be a serious blow to Nestorian's reputation, and he might even lose His Majesty's trust and favor.
No one knew better than him that the reason why His Majesty the Emperor agreed with him to preach in the Tang Dynasty was not because he had any interest in Nestorianism, but simply because the teachings of Nestorianism followed him to rule the people of this country.
Once Nestorianism's attitude of indifference to the world is broken, expulsion is possible!
However, if he tried to stop them, the arrogant soldiers in front of him would obviously not retreat in spite of the difficulties, they would definitely go in and search, and when the assassin was really found out, he would be even more passive...
This Fang Xuanling's son is very annoying. Not only does he not look like his father, but he is not as gentle and knowledgeable as his father. He speaks beautifully, but he is aggressive and hard-nosed!
A Luoben really didn't dare to imagine the serious consequences of being blocked by himself, and then the assassin was found in the temple. He could only stare at Fang Jun with a pair of blue eyes, and said: "If the assassin is not found, I will definitely report to you." His Majesty the Emperor impeaches you, even if you are the son of Fang Xiang, even if you have a friendship with Fang Xiang!"
But Fang Jun didn't care about his tough words, and smiled: "Look at what you said... the junior didn't say that there must be assassins in your temple? It's just a routine search. It's for the sake of your reputation. After all, no one wants to bear the reputation of harboring an assassin, right? You and my father are old friends, and this junior will naturally help you get rid of the suspicion..."
A Luoben's blue eyes stared round, this kid, why is he so shameless?
I still have to thank you, okay?
Fang Jun turned his head and waved his hand: "Hurry up and search! But be careful, you have to be careful with bottles..."
Hearing the order, "Hundred Riders" cheered up, and led by Li Junxian himself, rushed into the temple.
The brigade is divided into small teams, five people in one team, and they search separately, but they take care of each other and rely on each other. They can not only search every corner quickly, but also support each other in emergencies, which is quite methodical.
Li Junxian is not good at playing tricks and being a secret spy, but he is still very good at training soldiers.
Ah Luoben was worried, he was afraid that these gangsters would demolish the whole temple.He wanted to go in and watch, but was held back by Fang Jun...
"Priest, you are very knowledgeable, and my father often praises you, but I don't know where you are from?" Fang Jun chatted about the homework with a smile.
A Luoben was a little impatient, but he couldn't help being entangled by Fang Jun, so he couldn't shake his sleeves and leave, right?After coming to Datang, he found that although there was no distance between nobles and commoners like in his hometown, the distinction between classes still existed.
"My hometown is in Damascus..." A Luoben said helplessly, while looking anxiously into the temple, lest these arrogant soldiers wreak havoc in his temple.Moreover, there are many believers from Western Asia in the temple who are not very proficient in Chinese. If there is a conflict, the consequences will be bad.
"Damascus?" Fang Jun's eyes lit up: "It is said that Damascus is rich in famous knives, but unfortunately I have never had a chance to see them. I wonder if the priest has a collection?"
Fang Jun is not a fan of swords, but he has heard of the famous Damascus sword. In later generations, this is the first of the world's three famous swords under the Malacre sword and Japanese sword!
Aroben looked at the excited Fang Jun with an idiotic look: "Do you think I can afford it?"
"Eh..." Fang Jun was a little puzzled: "Very expensive?"
"It's not just a question of whether it's expensive, of course, it's expensive..." Aruben said.
Fang Jun was speechless, the logic of this man's speech was too poor.
"In my hometown, a real Damascus knife can be worth a thousand gold coins, or 1 slaves equivalent to its value! It needs to transport Uzi steel from Tianzhu to Damascus. It is made on the banks of the Lada River, and it takes three skilled craftsmen to make a Damascus knife for three months in a row. The most important thing is that even so, it is not guaranteed to be able to create a high-quality Damascus knife , the probability is definitely not more than [-]%! Therefore, every Damascus knife is a priceless treasure, and only the most noble nobles and the upper echelons of the church can have it! Those so-called Damascus knives that are circulated in the Tang Dynasty are only second-time. It’s just high-quality products, and it’s impossible to sell the top-quality ones!”
Fang Jun asked: "Aren't you the upper class?"
In his opinion, Aluo was able to go to the east, get the support of the emperor in the Tang Dynasty, and develop this desert where no god had ever set foot. How can he be considered a high-end person in Nestorianism?
But he never thought about it. After all, few people in this world have the perseverance and greatness of Xuanzang, who can travel thousands of miles to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures for their own beliefs, and people like A Luoben are very likely to be excluded. , I couldn’t stay in my hometown, so I had to travel across mountains and rivers to the east to try my luck...
Just when Ah Luoben's face was extremely ugly, there was a burst of shouting in the temple, and then, there was the sound of ice blades hitting each other!
(End of this chapter)
