The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

The army set up camp outside Qingshan Town.

Ye Feng sat upright in the main seat. He looked at Madam Xinling and the others with a surprised expression. It seemed that everyone was very familiar with the situation in Qingshan Town, but they remained silent.

"Who can tell me why there are so many refugees in Qingshan Town, and why their eyes are full of hatred?" He slowly looked at everyone and asked.

"Your Majesty, this is a long story. Although Qingshan Town is within the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, it does not belong to the Great Song Dynasty. It is the fief of Qingyue Temple."

"Qingyue Temple and Taizhen Mountain are respectively known as the South Temple and North Mountain of the Great Song Dynasty. Both sects have a large number of disciples and many strong people."

"Perhaps the Lord of the State doesn't know that there are legends about immortals and Buddhas in Kyushu. It is said that there are many immortals and Buddhas in Kyushu. The immortals are so powerful that they can block mountains and seas. The Buddhas can predict the past and the future by chanting sutras. It is said that the struggle between the immortals and Buddhas is very fierce. It is said that the two sides fought fiercely."

“So, the immortals and Buddhas set a rule, with three thousand years as the boundary, that they would not fight or kill each other, and the Nine Provinces would be the stakes. Whoever could control the Nine Provinces would be able to control the destiny of the three worlds of immortals, Buddhas, and humans for ten thousand years.”

"Later, almost all of Kyushu, regardless of the dynasty, would build temples to worship Buddha statues, and would also build spirit tablets to worship immortals."

Madam Xinling's voice continued to ring out. What she said were all legends. After all, none of them had ever seen the immortals and Buddhas in heaven, so they didn't know whether they were true or not.

All I know is that emperors of every dynasty have shown special respect to the forces that worship immortals and Buddhas, and have not interfered in the disputes and affairs involved, as if they could be avoided.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng smiled slightly with an indifferent look, but was secretly surprised in his heart. It seemed that the Jiuzhou before him still hid many secrets.

His gaze turned to Yan Nishang, who was sitting silently on his left. Perhaps, as an immortal on earth, she might know the legends of immortals and Buddhas. He would ask her about it when the time comes.

But since the people of Jiuzhou worship immortals and Buddhas, why do the refugees in Qingshan Town look so pitiful and seem to hate the imperial army?

"Your Majesty, the reason is very simple. Whether it is Qingyue Temple or Taizhen Mountain, they need a steady stream of incense offerings to gain enough followers. They do not want to be bound by imperial power, and naturally do not want their believers to be grateful to the court." Lady Xinling replied.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng frowned and looked at Madam Xinling, saying, "According to what you mean, aren't they enslaving the people?"

"You can say that."

Lady Xinling nodded when she heard this, without denying it. The believers of Qingyue Temple only believed that the Buddhist teachings were boundless and could save all living beings.

"That is to say, Qingyue Temple is enjoying the fortune of the Song Dynasty while using its resources. Not only is it not grateful to the court, but it is also oppressing and enslaving the people. If this is the case, what's the point of keeping such a force? Just burn it down!"

Ye Feng's voice became cold and stern. He didn't expect to travel to Kyushu inexplicably. The bald monks here were exactly the same as those in the former China.

They enjoyed offerings while flattering others. When foreign enemies invaded, they not only did not help, but instead became traitors. What's the point of keeping such a force?

These selfish forces enslave the people, but they keep claiming that Buddhism is boundless and can save all living beings. Isn't this the biggest lie in the world?

"I want to see what kind of Buddha is enshrined in Qingyue Temple?" Ye Feng's eyes flashed coldly. Since he was in charge of the Song Dynasty, he would never allow a place like Qingshan Town to exist.

If there is no need for this Qingyue Temple to exist, then just destroy it. He really wants to see whether there really is a sky full of Buddhas as Mrs. Xinling talked about.

……

Qingyue Temple.

The magnificent temple is sparkling with golden light. In the center is a golden carved Buddha statue, which shines with strong light and illuminates the entire temple.

I saw an old monk wearing a cassock and holding a wooden fish. He gently struck the wooden fish, and the crisp sound echoed throughout the temple.

"Abbot...Abbot...something bad has happened. Disciples down the mountain have sent news that more than 100,000 troops of the state guardian Ye Feng are stationed outside Qingshan Town."

The old monk was Xuanzhen, the abbot of Qingyue Temple. He sat cross-legged in front of the enshrined Buddha statue, and heard the hurried reports of the disciples outside.

Xuan Zhen put his hands together, made an Amitabha gesture, turned around and said, "In this pure land of Buddhism, how can you be so flustered?"

"Our Qingyue Temple has been around for about a thousand years in the Great Song Dynasty. Only with the Buddha's blessing can the Great Song Dynasty be passed down for a thousand years. If this king disturbs the Buddha, he will be courting his own destruction. There is no need to panic, just keep everything as usual." Xuan Zhen looked indifferent, and did not take Ye Feng outside Qingshan Town seriously at all.

He felt that even Zhao Kuang, the ancestor of the Song Dynasty, would have to be respectful when he came to Qingyue Temple. Moreover, the Song Dynasty was now deteriorating, and offending the Buddha would only lead to its demise faster.

"Abbot...but this Zhenguojun is now in high spirits. He slaughtered 100,000 soldiers of the Great Jin Dynasty in the Eighteen Cities of Yanyun. He killed them all and was extremely murderous. Do you think he will attack our Qingyue Temple?" the monk continued to say to Xuanzhen.

After hearing this, Xuan Zhen was deeply distressed. He quickly put his hands together and said, "Go and tell the king on my behalf that killing should not be too severe. The Buddha's teachings are boundless. It is better to turn back. If he is willing to convert to Buddhism, he will surely be blessed by the Buddha. Go now!"

After saying that, he waved at the monk.

"Follow the law!"

The monk turned and walked out of Qingyue Temple.

……

Boom!Boom!

In a separate courtyard of Qingyue Temple, a monk with a smiling face is surrounded by beautiful girls. The luster on his face is even smoother than the top of his head.

"Elder, when can I convert to Buddhism?" A young woman stared at the monk with admiration on her face, and her tender voice rang out.

"As long as you sincerely worship Buddha, you will definitely be blessed by Buddha. I will tell Buddha about your sincerity." Fang Yuan is the elder of Qingyue Temple. He is powerful and strong. The two women beside him are both believers who come to Qingyue Temple to worship Buddha. They want to convert to Buddhism.

"Thank you, elder."

There was excitement in the eyes of the two women.

As long as they can convert to Buddhism, they will be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

"Who?"

Just when Fang Yuan was about to get married, there was a knock on the door.

"Fang Yuan, the prince has ordered that we use someone else's knife to kill someone and get rid of Ye Feng." Standing outside the door was Zhao Yunfei's Yunwei, who spoke slowly to the courtyard.

“Go back and tell the prince that within the Qingyue Temple, whoever I want dead must die. Ye Feng can’t escape.” Fang Yuan’s face was ferocious, Buddha’s light was diffused all over his body, and murderous intent burst out.