Chapter 1342: Chapter 1340: Consort Ming
“I’ve seen moral coercion being used to get benefits, but this is the first ti I’ve seen soone use moral coercion to force soone into marriage!”
Listening to the bride’s words, the corner of Jiang Liu’s mouth twitched slightly, privately mocking in his heart.
Indeed, what this woman is saying is essentially moral coercion, and her goal is to make him marry her.
“Dear Benefactor, if you have sothing to say, please speak properly. How can such a big matter like marriage be so casual? After all, we are eting for the first ti, aren’t we?” Jiang Liu shook his head and replied.
“As soone from the Buddhist Sect, do you not believe in fate? As long as the fate arrives, it’s not uncommon for brides and grooms to even have not t before their wedding, isn’t it?” Hearing Jiang Liu’s rejection, the bride followed up with her reply.
“But, perhaps there’s no fate between us? You say our fate is sufficient, but how can it be proven?” Jiang Liu frowned and questioned.
“Today, I’m wearing a red bridal gown, about to marry soone I dislike greatly, about to sink into Hell. But you appeared at this critical mont; isn’t this fate?” The bride spoke with eloquence and wit, too.
Sun Wukong and the others beside him didn’t find the scene strange, so they had no intention of speaking.
On the Journey to the West, both female demons and fairies have approached Master, such things Sun Wukong and the others have seen many tis.
Therefore, it wasn’t surprising at all.
As the saying goes, ‘It takes two to make a quarrel.’ Since Jiang Liu stubbornly refused to agree, even if the bride talked till her mouth went dry, it would be useless.
In the end, after Jiang Liu’s consolation, she could only choose to return ho for now.
“Amitabha Buddha, dear lady Benefactor, my disciples and I shall temporarily escort you back ho!” After chanting Buddha’s na, Jiang Liu spoke.
“Very well, it’s just that I’m afraid my eloping might implicate my parents at ho!” Head lowered, the bride whispered, sobbing.
While speaking, she glanced at Jiang Liu from the corner of her eye, obviously implying sothing.
Jiang Liu certainly understood the hint in the bride’s words but pretended not to comprehend.
Yet Jiang Liu’s feigned ignorance doesn’t an others would do the sa, like Zhu Bajie.
“Young lady, rest assured, if anything happens, my master and I will surely help you!” Seeing Jiang Liu silent, Zhu Bajie ca forward and reassured.
“Really? If sothing does happen, will you truly help ?” The bride asked.
“Certainly! As we’ve traveled, my master and disciples have compassionately helped countless people!” Zhu Bajie promised, almost pounding his chest.
“If it’s like that, then thank you all very much!” Finally showing a smile, the lady slightly bowed, paying respect to Jiang Liu and his disciples, her voice gentle.
“Amitabha Buddha, Dear lady Benefactor, where is your ho? Let us go there and see the situation…” After giving Zhu Bajie a glare, Jiang Liu spoke.
“My ho is in the Chen Family Village just ahead, please follow !”
The bride spoke, abandoning her bridal sedan chair, wearing her red gown, leading Jiang Liu and the others back to the small village behind.
After a few steps, they encountered a dozen or so villagers approaching with sickles and hoes.
Evidently, the ones scared away earlier went back to inform the villagers, so many daring ones ca over.
“Amitabha Buddha, greetings to you all!” Jiang Liu approached with humility and politeness, greeting the villagers.
“Qiao’er, are you alright?” The leading middle-aged man, looking around forty, tightly held the bride’s hand, likely her father.
After comforting a few words, the man’s gaze swept over Sun Wukong and the others, finally resting on Jiang Liu: “Master, what’s your story?”
“I’m a monk from the Great Tang in Eastern Land. Passing by your precious land, I happened to see your wedding procession, hearing cries from the bridal sedan chair, so I intervened!” Jiang Liu replied.
“So it turns out you’re Holy Monks from the Great Tang; we’ve been disrespectful!” Hearing Jiang Liu is from Great Tang, the villagers’ expressions beca serious, replying.
With Li Shimin summoning the Hundred Kings to gather in Chang’an City, centing his role as Human King, the Great Tang truly beca a Heavenly Empire.
Destiny’s will has it, even these villagers, cut off from news, are aware.
“Since you’re monks from the Great Tang, co back to the village with us, have so coarse tea, eat so vegetarian dishes!” After learning Jiang Liu is a monk from Great Tang, the middle-aged man invited Jiang Liu and his disciples.
“In this case, my disciples and I are intruding!” Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu naturally had no intention of refusing, nodding slightly.
Imdiately, under the guidance of the middle-aged man, the master and disciples entered the village.
Today, a wedding was happening in the village, but it was said to have been disturbed by a demon, which was, of course, a significant event in the village, and many people were eagerly watching.
Therefore, with Jiang Liu and his group’s return, everyone in the village saw them.
Among them, the towering and fierce figures of Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing drew the villagers’ fingers pointing and whispered discussions.
As for these pointing fingers, Zhu Bajie and the others were certainly used to it by now.
In fact, Zhu Bajie’s eyes continuously scanned the crowd, and whenever he saw a young woman with so charm, he would think about going forward to chat a bit.
Thus, under the watchful eyes of many villagers, Jiang Liu and his group entered one of the houses and sat down.
“Brother, what’s the matter with this wedding? There seem to be many puzzles within it!” Jiang Liu asked after taking a seat, taking a sip of tea poured by the bride’s mother.
“Right, right, generally isn’t the bride brought over by the groom’s side? How co you are sending her over yourselves?” Hearing this, Zhu Bajie nodded and said.
“Alas, this matter… “The middle-aged man sighed deeply, seemingly with a hidden difficulty.
Jiang Liu put down his tea bowl, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man, waiting for him to continue.
After a long silence, the man finally continued, saying, “Actually, we don’t want to marry our daughter off, but the situation doesn’t allow us to refuse!”
“Hey, if there’s sothing you want to say, just say it directly, why hide and hold back?” Zhu Bajie tilted his head back, gulped down a bowl of tea, and simultaneously complained to the middle-aged man.
“Yeah, yeah, just go ahead and say it!” Sun Wukong also nodded in agreent.
“Actually, the matter started a few days ago—so strange incident happened here!”
Urged by Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie, the middle-aged man no longer intended to keep them guessing, and narrated the incident’s beginning to Jiang Liu and the others.
It turned out that a few days ago, an old monk fell on a path, and the middle-aged man’s daughter happened to see it and went up to help him.
Unexpectedly, the old monk, disrespectful despite his age, said Qiao’er was destined to be with him and should go with him to practice Zen thods through dual cultivation.
Naturally, Qiao’er refused; when she went ho, she told her parents about it, infuriating her father, who was ready to confront the old monk.
But the old monk had already left, so he had to give up.
Originally, this matter should have ended here, but unexpectedly, it wasn’t over at all.
That night, the middle-aged man had a dream in which an old monk told him his daughter should be given to the monk, to beco Consort Ming, to practice the dual Zen thods.
Upon waking, though the man was listless, having dreamt of the old monk all night, he thought it was simply because he was dreaming too much at night.
But who would have thought not only himself but even his wife appeared to be in low spirits.
Upon further inquiry, he discovered that both spouses had the sa dream, the old monk in the dream looking exactly the sa for both.
A more terrifying thing was yet to co—not just his family dreaming this dream, but even other villagers were dreaming the sa dream throughout the night.
Dreaming of an old monk telling them the girl of this family, Qiao’er, should be taken as Consort Ming.
After several days, everyone in the village was tornted by these dreams, making the whole village terrified, even causing many people to fear falling asleep at night.
Therefore, for the sake of the entire village, after much deliberation, the middle-aged man decided to marry his daughter off.
Thus, the bridal procession happened to et Jiang Liu and his group.
“Sigh…” At the end of his tale, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh.
The matter of his daughter’s wedding being intercepted by Jiang Liu left him uncertain whether to feel happy or sad.
From the whole village’s perspective, being blocked by Jiang Liu ought to be a sorrowful thing.
However, from a father’s standpoint, having his daughter intercepted should make him happy!
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