Chapter 379: People in the Jianghu, forget all grudges with a smile
Outside the capital, a group of cavalry stopped in front of a temple.

Zuo Lengchan, Ding Mian, Lu Bai, Fei Bin and other masters of Songshan dismounted and walked towards the temple.

"Brother, look over there." Ding Mian suddenly noticed that there was a tomb next to the temple. What was speechless was that there was a peach tree planted behind the tomb, and on both sides stood many stone sculptures. In the front were the four divine beasts, the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, and the Black Tortoise, and behind them were human-shaped stone figurines holding eighteen kinds of weapons such as swords, spears, swords, and sticks.

However, these stone sculptures only have a rough outline, and it will take a long time to completely carve them out.

The reason why I am speechless is that these things are obviously inconsistent with funeral etiquette.

The "Book of Rites: Funeral Rites for Scholars" formulated by Emperor Taizu clearly stipulates:

The first and second grade stone rituals have one pair of stone figures, namely civil and military, and four pairs of stone beasts, namely tigers, sheep, horses, and watchtowers.

For the second, third and fourth ranks, only four pairs of stone beasts were set; for the fifth rank, only three pairs of sheep, horses and watchtowers were set; and for ranks below the sixth, no stone rituals were set.

There were also regulations on the system of steles and tablets: those above the fifth rank used steles with a tortoise-shaped base and a dragon head, while those below the sixth rank used tablets with a square base and a round head.

But this tomb was not built according to the "Book of Rites: Funeral Rites for Scholars" and even Feng Shui was not taken into account. Instead, it seemed as if it was built by someone who had no idea what was going on, only caring about the appearance and majesty, without paying any attention to anything else.

If there is a scholar here, I will dig your grave!

Zuo Lengchan walked over. He wanted to see which genius was buried here. It was a complete disgrace to his relatives and friends.

Walking in, the Tomb of the Invincible East
Lao Zuo was stunned, looked at Ding Mian and asked, "I am not friends with this person, right?"

"Absolutely not!" Ding Mian answered decisively.

"That's good." Zuo Lengchan breathed a sigh of relief, patted Dongfang Bubai's tombstone, and asked with some melancholy: "Dongfang, how many people have you offended in your life? How come someone asked you to plant a peach tree on your grave after you died?"

"You have no descendants anyway, so it doesn't matter if there are no descendants to be influenced by you. Every spring when the flowers bloom, you can sit on the grave and look at the peach blossoms, which is not bad."

After standing at the grave of the person he once feared and talking to himself for a while, Zuo Lengchan felt that it was meaningless, so he turned around and walked towards the temple with his fellow disciples.

It was already dark, so they could only wait until tomorrow morning to enter the city.

After entering the temple, I found that it was very clean and there were three peaches on the altar.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps from one side of the temple. Everyone turned their heads and saw a tall and handsome man in a Taoist robe carrying a bamboo basket appearing in front of them.

"It's you?!"

Zuo Lengchan was surprised. Seeing the various tools in his bamboo basket, he suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. You carved the stone figurines here!"

When the man saw the people from Songshan Sect, he subconsciously took two steps back. Thinking of the gap between himself and Zuo Lengchan, he stopped again, then bowed and greeted them incoherently, "Leader Zuo."

"Butler Yang." Zuo Lengchan bowed in return. This man was none other than Yang Lianting, the Butler of the Sun and Moon Sect.

After he bit his tongue to commit suicide, he was rescued by Ping Yizhi, but a piece of his tongue was still missing, which affected his pronunciation.

Ding Mian and others were also very surprised that Yang Lianting appeared here. This hanged man was not dead yet.

"Leader Zuo, please call me Poor Daoist Qiuzhen!"

Yang Lianting walked to the statue, lit three incense sticks, and said in a calm tone: "Manager Yang is just an experience in life, and I am just a gravekeeper."

Zuo Lengchan nodded and said, "It's getting late today. I'd like to borrow your precious place to spend the night."

"Please feel free to do as you please, lay Buddhists." Taoist Qiuzhen agreed and then went into the next room.

After a while, he came out holding a bamboo tray and said, "My life here is very simple, so I will treat you all to some simple tea!"

Zuo Lengchan looked down and saw a clay pot, several bamboo cups, and a plate of juicy dates. "You're welcome."

Zuo Lengchan raised a faint smile, poured the tea gently, and took a sip. It was indeed coarse tea.

Taoist Priest Qiuzhen's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene, then he smiled with relief and admiration, and slowly said, "Alliance Leader Zuo has a broad mind and is truly a hero of the age. I was ignorant in the past and had many misunderstandings about Alliance Leader Zuo. I hope Alliance Leader Zuo will forgive me."

After saying this, he picked up a bamboo cup, bowed sincerely to Zuo Lengchan, and then raised his head to drink it all.
The two looked at each other and smiled. Everything was said without words. All the grudges in the world were forgotten with a smile.

Then, Taoist Master Qiuzhen took out the bedding donated by believers and lent it to Zuo Lengchan and others for the night.

The next day, at dawn, Zuo Lengchan and his companions were ready to go. Taoist Priest Qiu Zhen stood quietly in front of the tomb, his figure lengthened by the morning sun, like an ancient pine tree standing proudly in the frost. Looking at the people from Songshan Mountain going away, he could not help but sigh, "Dongfang, you have been able to suppress such a great man for twenty years. You are indeed the best in the world!"

The group rushed all the way. Zuo Lengchan first reported to the Five Military Commander's Office, got his official uniform and badge, and rented a yard in the city. Everyone washed, changed into clean clothes, and tidied up their appearance. Then they took gifts and went to the Ou Mansion to visit Ou Zanghua.

Ou Zanghua happened to enter Muxiu, and when he heard that Zuo Lengchan and others had arrived, he was immediately overjoyed.

He immediately found everyone from Songshan in the living room. When he saw Zuo Lengchan for the first time, Ou Zanghua felt that Zuo was a little different again.

When I first met him, I could feel the ambition that was almost overflowing from him. Later, under his manipulation, Lao Zuo was fighting on the battlefield filled with smoke. Not only was he not swallowed up, but he also developed a cold murderous aura that was intimidating.

Now when they met again, Ou Zanghua was surprised to find that the murderous aura that once made people's heart palpitate in Zuo Lengchan had been completely restrained, and replaced by an indescribable calmness and restraint.

"I am honored to meet you, Lord Ou!"

"My dear uncles and aunts, please don't be polite."

After both parties sat down, Ou Zanghua looked at Zuo Lengchan and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Master Zuo on his marriage. I am very busy with official duties and cannot go in person, otherwise I would definitely go and ask for a glass of wedding wine."

"Haha, thank you Lord Ou for your concern."

Zuo Lengchan said as he took out an exquisite gourd and handed it to Ou Zanghua, "I know your Excellency is busy with official duties, but he is also thinking about this joy, so I specially brought this wedding wine, hoping to alleviate your regrets a little."

Ou Zanghua's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. He took the gourd with both hands and said gently, "Master Zuo still understands me. I will definitely savor this wine carefully."

Ding Mian, who was standing by, smiled with a kind tone as he said to Ou Zanghua, "Lord Ou, we have always missed you during our stay in Luoyang. We have always wanted to find a suitable opportunity to visit you in person in Beijing. After all, correspondence and gifts are not as real as meeting face to face. I never thought that we would be transferred to the Beijing camp so soon. It is really surprising and exciting. It feels like we are much closer all of a sudden."

Zhong Zhen couldn't wait to ask, "Sir Ou, why did you suddenly summon us to the Beijing Camp? Is there a war going on?"

If there is a war, it means military merit, and everyone can make money and get promoted. How wonderful!

Upon hearing this, Zuo Lengchan immediately reminded him, "Junior brother, military and national affairs are under the consideration of the imperial court, and we cannot ask about them at will. We just need to obey orders and be prepared to deal with all possibilities."

"Yes, Senior Brother, I was a little impatient." Zhong Zhen came back to his senses and quickly bowed to Ou Zanghua and said, "Sir Ou, I have overstepped my authority."

"It's okay, Uncle Zhong, don't worry about it." Ou Zanghua waved his hand and said, "I heard that Uncle Zhong built a house in Songshan and married a wife. I think he wants to have a good family background for his children!"

Zhong Zhen chuckled twice. He married a widow at the foot of Mount Song. She wasn't very pretty, but she had a fat waist and a big butt, and it was obvious that she was good at giving birth.

Sure enough, his son was born, while his other brothers still had children in their wives' bellies.

In other words, in the future, the boss of the Songshan faction will be Zuo Ting and the second in command will be his son Zhong Zhen. This is called "one step fast, every step fast."

It’s a pity that other brothers are still looking for beautiful virgin girls, now they can only wait patiently!

As for the entire European system, the boss of the next generation is naturally the one in Liu Qing's belly.

(End of this chapter)