Fan Xinghan got excited about chatting, so he secretly took out a pot of small wine from his arms, stretched out his hand and conjured up two small wine glasses. The two of them hid in the meditation room, and they drank one glass at a time.

"Good wine. Gang Leader Fan, where did the name Xinghan Beggar Gang come from? Could it be that it was your name?"

As the topic increased, Jiang Wen couldn't help but start gossiping again. From the beginning, he felt that the name of the gang was a bit outrageous. It was like Shaolin and Wudang changing their names to Bodhidharma and Junbao. The leader didn't think so.

Will you get goosebumps if someone talks about it?

Fan Xinghan was shocked when he heard this and quickly waved his hand.

"I misunderstood Master Jiang! The word 'Xinghan' in the Xinghan Beggar Clan refers to the orthodoxy of the Han family. It was called that a hundred years ago and has nothing to do with Fan. If you really want to say it, it means Fan’s name has borrowed light.”

Fan Xinghan made it very clear when he said this. In fact, the word "Xinghan" from the Hubei Beggar Clan was used first, and his own name came second. Moreover, he deliberately changed his name to this, and he was obviously trying to cover up his original name. , in exchange for some convenience in traveling around the world.

But falling into a beggar gang can be said to be one of the more unbearable among the three religions and nine streams. Fan Xinghan is also outstanding in martial arts, and he has a unique martial arts passed down from his family such as dragon claw grapple, but now he considers himself a beggar without any complaints. He was still young and had neither a family nor any property. This made Jiang Wen very curious about the reason behind it and couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

Fan Xinghan took a sip of wine and stared at the three children fighting and being silent for a while. He obviously did not intend to explain the reason why he became a beggar gang, so Jiang Wen changed the subject and asked about his purpose in going to Guangzhou.

"Gang Leader Fan, I think it's inappropriate for you to come to Guangzhou City this time. Even if General Wu Liuqi really wants to give up his position, I don't think the Shang family will necessarily agree - is the city windy or not? If it rains, it still depends on the Shang family."

The wind and rain are still swaying outside the door, and several caesar trees are trembling in the heavy rain. The oval leaflets are not there in the winter, exposing the bare trunks. The pinpo tree on the other side of the Zen room has lush branches and leaves, and it is still common in the severe winter. Green, obviously deeply rooted and unshakable, both have stood firm despite the wind and rain.

Raindrops were beating outside the Zen room window. Fan Xinghan nodded silently, then suddenly shook his head, pointed outside the Zen room and said: "Master Jiang, the Shang family is naturally a giant, but do you know who Shang Kexi is afraid of?"

Jiang Wen touched his chin and thought for a while before saying: "The Qing court? The Zheng family? Emperor Yongli of Yunnan? Please give me some advice on this."

Fan Xinghan stroked the rough pillar foundation and slowly shook his head when he heard Jiang Wen's answer.

"The Shang family is like a baby meeting its parents to the Qing court, the Zheng family is like a fierce dog meeting a wolf, and the Yongli family is like a rich man meeting a poor relative. In the final analysis, it is just due to power, not fear."

Fan Xinghan used a series of weird metaphors, which opened Jiang Wen's eyes.

The Qing government's attack on the Shang family was indeed an adult beating a child. After all, everything Shang Kexifa's family had was given by the Manchus. It was no different from parents raising children. The Zheng family, entrenched between Fujian and Guangdong, was like a hungry family waiting for an opportunity. The wolf would aim at the sacred land under Shang Kexi's jurisdiction and take a bite at any time, causing him heartache and pain. What the Qing court wanted to see was for the two to fight to the death to check and balance each other.

Finally, we turn a thousand miles away and hunt the Emperor Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty in Yunnan. His life and death actually have little to do with Shang Kexi - it is Wu Sangui's responsibility to hunt down Yongli. As long as Yongli is not like what he was a few years ago. Shang Kexi would definitely not have any thoughts of taking the initiative to attack if he sent someone to attack him.

Fan Xinghan slowly raised his head: "Wu Liuqi once lived in the Beggar Clan and had friendships with many brothers. One day, someone found me and told me that the whereabouts of the person Shang Kexi feared the most was in his hands, and he was going to have a talk. If the conditions are met, the benefits obtained will be given to the Xinghan Gang, so that he can take the opportunity to escape from the Guandi Society."

"I see. Then who is Shang Kexi afraid of?" Jiang Wen asked seriously.

Fan Xinghan was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head. This completely confused Jiang Wen.

"Wu Liuqi didn't tell me at first, and I was still guessing who this person was. When I came to Guangxiao Temple today, I originally wanted to ask Zen Master Tianran about this matter, or maybe he would know the whereabouts of Wu Liuqi. Unfortunately, Abbot Tianran obviously

Don't want to speak."

Fan Xinghan said slowly.

Jiang Wen frowned slightly: "You mean, Zen Master Tianran knows who can be praised and feared?"

A piece of news that could be used to threaten Shang Kexi, or to exchange conditions with Shang Kexi? This was something Jiang Wen never thought of. Could it be that Wu Liuqi knew too much and was silenced by Shang Kexi? But this reason seems to explain it.

The reason why natural monks dared to sympathize with and protect those who resisted the Qing Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty.

Jiang Wen, who was drunk and drunk, couldn't help but wonder if he could use this method to exchange for Shang Kexi's support for Geng Jingzhong's attack on the jue. But does such news really exist?

Faced with Jiang Wen's doubts, Fan Xinghan said with absolute certainty: "Not only did he know it, he also knew it earlier than Wu Liuqi. There is no doubt about it."

According to Fan Xinghan, the Manchu and Qing armies arrived in Guangzhou in October of the sixth year of Shunzhi and besieged the city for 10 months before finally capturing it. After Pingnan King Shang Kexi and Jingnan King Geng Jimao led the Qing army to capture Guangzhou, they massacred the city for ten days and left corpses lying everywhere.

All over the place, it is said that Master Tianran went there alone and persuaded Shang Kexi to stop the killing.

The large-scale massacre after the capture of Guangzhou is said to have plunged the creator of this disaster, Shang Kexi, into endless nightmares. He was restless all day long and often visited various temples and Taoist temples in an attempt to obtain

Peace of mind.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! According to Wu Liuqi, it was in Guangxiao Temple that Shang Kexi met the abbot at that time, Monk Tian Tian. Under Monk Tian Tian’s advice, Shang Kexi suddenly came to his senses and he obeyed.

With the persuasion of the natural monk, he took the lead in expanding the temple to save the souls of the dead who died in the Ten Days Massacre.

Monk Tian Tian also took advantage of Shang Kexi's support, formed good ties, mobilized more people to raise funds, and set off a fundraising craze inside and outside the government. As a result, Shang Kexi's wife, Princess Shu, donated money to build the Mahavira Hall, and Shang Kexi himself donated money to build the Heavenly King Hall. General Xu Erxian

Donated money to build Wei Tuo Hall and Jialan Hall, and Guangdong Governor Liu Bingquan donated money to build Shanmen...

If what Wu Liuqi said is true, the reason why the natural monk allowed the murderous Shang Kexi to follow the teachings of Buddhism was because of the news in his hand that was enough to make Shang Kexi sleepless and fearful.

All this is too unreasonable, but there is a trace of logic in the complete irrationality, and people can't help but feel that there is a lot of mystery in it.

After finishing the wine, the rain outside gradually stopped.

The lead-colored sky showed no sign of clearing up, and layers of thick clouds seemed to be dripping water at any time, hanging high above people's heads, brewing the possibility of a heavy rain coming at any time.

Perhaps this was the imminent heavy rain, and the people trapped in the temple could only walk through the knee-deep water together with an uneasy mood, and went home.

"The wind blew the door open? Fortunately, it was discovered, otherwise Master would have blamed me again..."

The young novice passed by the West Zen Room and saw the door open and quickly went up to close it.

The little novice's footsteps were hurried and muddy. He hesitated only when he saw the portrait of the monk with shaved hair and garb. He bowed respectfully and then locked the door again. The deserted Zen room returned to silence.
Chapter completed!