The First Tyrant of Daxia

The slightly self-deprecating and teasing tone made Xiang Feiyu's eyes flash with a trace of pain, and it seemed that even there were a few more wrinkles on his face.

His daughter’s pain is also his pain!

"Girl, Sun Changsheng is very famous, maybe he can cure your face, how about your father ask the emperor for you?"

Xiang Shengnan stepped on the snow, chuckled and shook her head.

"No, we don't ask for that kind of man. I can't repay the favor."

"Although my face is ugly, it is not meant to please others."

"If someone really loves me, then they won't care about my appearance. They will love and protect me like a father, without any complaints."

"On the contrary, it means that my daughter doesn't need to be sincere to those superficial men."

Hearing this, Xiang Feiyu felt happy and sad.

That’s the idea, yes.

But can a woman in her twenties tolerate a face like that of an evil spirit?

But seeing how determined she was, as a father, I had no choice but to support her silently.

……

The top of Mount Zhongnan is the Chaotian Temple.

The end of Lingjiang River is Mount Zhongnan.

Qin Yun's team took several hours to travel by water, and then took the official road for two incense sticks to arrive.

now.

Waves of Buddhist sounds and colorful clouds make people feel like they are on a pilgrimage.

Qin Yun got off the carriage curiously and was shocked by the scene before him!

Not only him, but also many Jinyiwei and imperial guards, couldn't help but raise their heads and look towards the top of the mountain like believers.

Mount Zhongnan is covered with white snow.

The top seems to be illuminated by Buddha's light all year round, and it is extremely peaceful.

The solemn and sacred temple hall has the flavor of historical sedimentation, mottled and ancient!

Even though we are thousands of meters above sea level, we can still smell the Buddhist charm.

The Zen sound comes and goes, as if the Buddha is calling you.

Qin Yun looked around again and saw believers and common people in groups of three or four.

They knelt three times and bowed nine times, stopping every ten steps, and marched devoutly towards Mount Zhongnan, expressing their respect and faith for Chaotian Temple with their actions!

At that moment, Qin Yun became calm instead.

Those eyes, which were well versed in the court and the world, revealed a hint of murderous intent.

If the people all worship Buddha, then what is the use of him as the emperor? !

The more sacred and detached the Chaotian Temple is, the more terrifying it is! He knows very well that under the eight-foot-tall golden body in Zhongnan Mountain, there is a dark heart.

Such a contrast is terrifying!

Sudden.

In the distance, more than a dozen figures emerged.

They came to Qin Yun and bowed deeply: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Qin Yun put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Get up. Is there any movement in this damn temple? Has Gongsun Zan escaped here?"

A Jinyiwei bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I am the one who was chasing Gongsun Zan all the way. He fled to the vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain and suddenly disappeared."

"Just like last time, it disappeared without a trace."

"I have already met with the brothers who were ordered to monitor here, but they didn't find anyone either."

"However, he is already injured and can't run far."

"Then, I discovered you were here."

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes: "Is there really a secret passage in Zhongnan Mountain?"

The Royal Guard replied: "Your Majesty, we haven't found out yet..."

Qin Yun waved his hand and said, "Alright, return to the team. There are too many imperial guards and it is easy to cause riots. Just stay at the foot of the mountain."

"All Jinyiwei follow me up the mountain to see what this crappy temple is all about!"

"Gongsun Zan must be found out!"

He became ruthless and walked out with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

No matter what, we still have Juexiu as our chess piece in Zhongnan Mountain, so we will surely not return empty-handed.

The Jinyiwei quickly followed. There were dozens of them, but they were like a mighty army. They did not say a word, but were extremely oppressive.

Suddenly, a group of people arrived at the foot of Mount Zhongnan, and they looked extraordinary.

Such an eye-catching thing would naturally not be hidden from the eyes and ears of Chaotian Temple.

The top brass in the inner temple were shocked!

The monks were in an uproar!

"Master, there are people coming down the mountain. They are all very oppressive people, and the one leading them is extremely noble!"

Abbot Juezhen's eyes, like those of an angry diamond, were filled with a hint of solemnity.

The sound of Master Huisheng striking the wooden fish paused slightly.

He raised his old eyelids, his dry lips trembled slightly, and he murmured, "Extremely noble?"

"Could it be the emperor?"

There is too much casualness and not much reverence in the words.

The leader of the monks, Jue Zhen, had sweat dripping from his bald head, which was rare, and he said anxiously.

"That's not clear, but what should we do now? Gongsun Zan, that bastard, sneaked out without telling us and assassinated important officials of the court again."

"This bastard was caught by the Emperor's men and was seriously injured, but now he's escaping again!"

"I wanted to kick them out, dead or alive, but there are spies from the imperial court all down the mountain, and there is no way to throw them out. We shouldn't have accepted them in the first place!"

Abbot Huisheng straightened his hunched back and faced the Buddha statue without ever turning around.

Wei Wei reprimanded him with displeasure: "Juezhen, I've told you many times that you should stop being impatient!"

Hearing this, even Juezhen, the leader of the monks, trembled slightly.

He clasped his hands together respectfully and said, "Yes, host."

Master Huisheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and said, "Gongsun Zan did it on purpose. Even if the plan fails, he can still use this method to completely sink the Chaotian Temple."

"Finally, he achieved the goal of his Xiliang master."

"And Gongsun Zan is just an ant. There is no one else who can come up with such a crazy conspiracy except that woman from Xiliang."

"The emperor is not a simple person, and neither is the woman he once had."

Abbot Juezhen's face was a little gloomy, but he looked very strong.

The voice was like thunder: "We can talk about Wang Min's matter slowly."

"But people are coming down from the mountain, so close, how can we deal with them?"

Host Huisheng stood up slowly. His unprepossessing figure had a Buddhist look to him, but a conspiratorial smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!

"It's not a big deal. I already have an idea of ​​who is coming. Hide Gongsun Zan on the bottom floor of the Sutra Library. I will go to greet the guest myself!"

Juezhen looked up suddenly, with surprise in his eyes!

Host, you are going to receive us in person?

Could it be that the person who came is very important?

He really couldn't think of who else could be the person that the host would pay attention to, except the emperor and Wang Min of Xiliang?

At this moment, outside the palace.

In an extremely inconspicuous corner, a monk in a cassock flashed by and overheard the entire conversation between Huisheng and the other man.

He is Juexiu!

Although he was under surveillance, he was controlled by the poisonous insect and continued to seek opportunities to find out the will of the previous emperor.

By chance, I heard about Gongsun Zan's hiding place!

Not a moment.

An uninvited guest came to the ancient, mottled vermilion gate of Chaotian Temple.

Qin Yun formally took a glimpse of the Chaotian Temple and glanced over it.

The incense is burning vigorously and there are many pilgrims. The temple is extremely prosperous and there is no feeling of the withering winter at all.

The Buddha's voice is trembling.

The pilgrims were talking about it.

"The Chaotian Temple is truly magical. My wife gave birth to a son. Haha, I came here to fulfill a wish. Everyone, go and pay your respects!"

"The abbots are all living Bodhisattvas. My stubborn illness has been cured."

"I want to donate 100,000 yuan as a token of respect!"

"Chaotian Temple, the place of the Buddha!"

"..."

He listened to the pilgrims' joy and was puzzled: why was Chaotian Temple so spiritual?

Looking at the temple again, it was as if looking at a city, so huge and so magnificent.

His heart seemed to be bleeding!

These buildings, these splendors, were actually built with “their own” money.

Thinking of how Concubine Xiao Shufei used to live frugally and use her private money to provide disaster relief for herself, and then seeing the prosperity and luxury of the Chaotian Temple, he felt unhappy and disgusted.

The temple gate leads to a hundred steps.

A group of monks in robes walked down the steps. They had compassionate expressions on their faces and their hands were clasped together, as if they had come out to greet some distinguished guests.

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at him, his expression somewhat cold, suppressing his murderous intent.

These people should be here to pick me up.

I cursed in my heart: "Damn it, your nose is so sharp that you came out to greet me as soon as I arrived."

"Who is the old man in the lead? Is he the abbot of Chaotian Temple?"

"You are a treacherous person who deceives the world and steals reputation. One day, your hypocritical mask will be torn off!"

"Gongsun Zan, you better not hide, otherwise, hmph!"