The Great Tang: World Martial God

Ever since the old monarch’s Taoist Temple was offered the holy wood, the gods and Buddhas in Chang'an were instantly overshadowed.

In a bathhouse in Chang'an Dongfang, Tang Hao was lying shirtless on the massage table, and his buddy and boss Si Xi worked hard to rub Tang Hao's back.

Sixi was already mellow in his technique. Coupled with the rising water vapor in the bath, Tang Hao, who was red in the water like a steamed crab, got up and went into a pool of clear water. Sixi warmed it up. The good wine was served to Tang Hao respectfully.

General Tang is his lifesaver, and he will never hesitate to die, but this young man will always rot in his stomach if he mentions the secrets that General keeps.

After soaking in the bathhouse for a while, Tang Hao felt that the time was almost up, so he got up and put on his clothes. A misty bathhouse, a dazzling sun, the pilgrims coming and going look pious.

After thousands of years of offering incense, the tree might really become a sacred object, Tang Hao couldn't help thinking.

It is said that Master Zhikong returned from Tianzhu, and when he enters Chang'an City tomorrow, I wonder if there will be a spectacular sight of people worshipping him?

When the forces are evenly matched, it is very interesting to fight, otherwise it would be really boring to have only Zhikong alone singing a one-man show.

With two flowers blooming and one branch each, the "Thousand Gold Prescriptions" written by the medical saint Sun Lao for many years turned out because the whole volume was too heavy. In order to facilitate the dissemination and distribution, the thick and huge volume was printed according to different prescriptions. Countless single pages were made.

The students in the lower grades of Chang'an Cheng Academy are on a special holiday day, which is a one-day holiday, and one person holds a large mule booklet and distributes it around.

Chang'an, where the culture prevails, and the local people of Suai culture have never seen such a beautiful thing. From the old man to the yellow-mouthed child, each one is vying for a single page of the book.

Regardless of their illiteracy, the common people want to grab a page of the magical prescriptions prescribed by the old medical sage, and there will be capital that can be bragged in the future: our family has a masterpiece by the medical sage.

Tang Hao's original intention was not to make everyone in Chang'an a doctor, but the common medical knowledge contained in the booklet is closely related to daily hygiene, such as not drinking raw water, washing hands before and after meals, sorting garbage, etc. , And even some seasonal disease prevention are described in detail above.

No sacred poplar wood was found in Chang'an City, but the medical knowledge of Mr. Sun Lao, a medical sage, was implemented as the focus of life. Chang'an has six or seven counties, each of which is supervised by the county magistrate.

The county magistrates were very active in carrying out orders and took to the streets to arrange tasks. Many stagnant water pools and stinking ditches were buried, and hidden ditches were cleared and dredged in one step.

As mentioned in Mr. Sun's fascicle, mosquitoes and flies will breed in stinky ponds, and the mass reproduction of Wenying will lead to the spread of diseases.

On the day Zhikong returned to Chang'an, the scene was spectacular. Although Tang Hao received the Wen Diao from the Emperor Xian as a reward, Zhikong's trip to Tianzhu was a bit sneaky.

However, after Li Zhi came to the throne, he affirmed Zhikong's behavior in going to Tianzhu to study, so this time Zhikong returned to Chang'an, the scene was very formal and grand.

All the civil servants in the court greeted Zhikong and returned to Chang'an. Of course Tang Hao also went. He was the main hero.

The weather on this day was good, and the people on the south gate were bustling, but they were less than the exaggeration of Wankong Alley. From a distance, they could see Zhikong riding a tall, furry horse, coming in through the tall city gate.

Looking at it, Tang Hao really didn't see at first glance that it was Zhikong, the time when Zhikong walked, how sassy and heroic, how clean and beautiful, now the tall head is indeed a dry novice monk.

Regardless of age, Zhikong seems to be at least over 50 years old. However, Zhikong's mental head is very good. Although his skin was tanned by the scorching sun of the South Sea, a kind of compassionate master temperament was revealed from his bones.

The red cassock was draped over Zhikong, and the four benevolent older monks who followed were reciting the scriptures. The handsome boy carried a flower basket on his wrist, and the golden petals spread out like a spring rain following the boy's gestures.

After watching the grand welcome ceremony, Tang Hao took Wu Tong to the restaurant he often visited, ordered the usual side dishes, warmed up a pot of wine, and was full and ready to return to the general's mansion.

As soon as Xiao Er put the exquisite wine and dishes on the dining table, the screen around the dining table was opened. It turned out that it was the Taoist letter who had just led the horse below.

Daoxin said: "General, your old friend has returned, why don't you meet in the dark?"

"Master, today's ceremonial event belongs to Zhikong and Buddhism. Tang is a secular person. At this moment, it is naturally inconvenient to meet with him. When the flowers fade in, Master Zhikong has restored the quiet place of the ancient Buddha of the blue lantern. At that time, I will come to visit and listen to the master's talk about exotic customs."

The crowd on the street slowly dissipated as Zhikong walked away, only the group of devout pilgrims followed in the footsteps of Master Zhikong step by step.