The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

The person who reported the news from behind ran into the people who went up the mountain to investigate. After hearing this, Zhang Xueyu hurriedly bowed to Chu Qinling and the others and said:

"Please forgive me, Sixth Prince. There are many reasons behind this matter. I will meet with General Qin, who has already gone up the mountain, to clean up the rebels. Then I will explain it to you and Lord Duan."

Chu Qinling raised his hand and said, "Captain Zhang, please go quickly. I will go down the mountain with Madam Duan and the others."

Zhang Xueyu knew that the crisis on the farm had been resolved, so he left two personal soldiers to escort the Sixth Prince, and the rest followed him to Qingyun Temple.

Only after Zhang Xueyu left did Duan Jing'an feel relieved.

"It's a good thing mother didn't go up the mountain. It looks like there must be something inside Qingyun Temple. There's actually a group of people waiting there."

Song Shengfu was also a little scared. She turned in another direction for some unknown reason.

At that time, she just felt that it was too tiring to climb the mountain, and she was carrying the Sixth Prince on her back. She was afraid that she would be caught up before she arrived, so she turned around and hid in the cave she had seen before.

I thought it would be difficult to find because it was dark, but I didn't expect that one of the thieves had a good nose and actually found his way there.

Fortunately, otherwise, even if I brought my two children to Qingyun Temple, I would have just escaped from the tiger's mouth and fallen into the wolf's den.

But Song Shengfu was a little confused. The Qingyun Temple didn't look very impressive at ordinary times, but it was quite popular.

But there is also a Huangfeng Temple in the north, where the national master Yuanqing abbot practices meditation. Logically, any things should be placed here.

I have to say that Song Shengfu was half right, but not completely right, so I won’t discuss it here for now.

When Song Shengfu and her group returned to the manor, Duan Jingzong and several people from the Lu family were waiting anxiously in the main hall. Several times, Duan Jingzong was about to go out with a sword, but was stopped by the Lu family.

Upon hearing that their mother had returned safely, everyone in the main hall breathed a sigh of relief and cried with joy.

Sister Wei didn't cry at all. She didn't cry when she was hidden in the secret compartment, and she didn't cry when she came out.

Now seeing her grandmother's hair disheveled and her neatly ironed clothes wrinkled, Sister Wei hugged Song Shengfu and burst into tears.

She sent her mother away last year, and now even her grandmother is almost leaving her. Sister Wei's worries and fears throughout the night turned into crying, and she cried uncontrollably in Song Shengfu's arms.

Xuan Ge'er seemed to sense his sister's pain, and he, who had been drugged and drowsy, also started crying.

Song Shengfu held the girl in her arms, tears filling her eyes. She could feel the fear of the little person in her arms and knew her worries. Having lost their mother's protection, she was the only one that Wei Jie'er and Xuan Ge'er could rely on the most here.

Without saying anything, Song Shengfu took Wei Jie'er back to the house. Wei Jie'er lay in Song Shengfu's arms and sobbed.

Song Shengfu patted Wei Jie'er's back gently and hummed a nursery rhyme.

At this time, a ray of morning light was reflected on the window, and the two grandparents and grandchildren were snuggling together in the room, giving a feeling of peace and tranquility.

As the morning light began to break, a stalemate ensued inside Qingyun Temple. All the monks, along with the farmers who had arrived late, hid in the main hall.

The inside of the hall was blocked with thick green wood, and the windows on all sides were sealed.

Zhao Quan, Lin Feng and others were somewhat helpless outside, and at this time the two of them started fighting among themselves.

"Where is the Sixth Prince you mentioned? You said you, an old loser, couldn't even find a single person."

"You only know how to criticize me. What about you? Did you find what I asked you to find? I'm afraid you didn't even see a shadow of it."

"I'm looking for a letter..."

"What is it?" Zhao Quan asked tentatively. He was still a little curious about what the Right Prime Minister wanted him to find, and why it was in Qingyun Temple.

"Why are you asking so many questions? What's it to you? Just mind your own business."

"Now those people are hiding in there and won't come out. What can we do? You might as well tell me about it. Maybe I can help."

"You? Forget it. Wang Mao next to you is almost the same. By the way, why don't I see him?"

Speaking of Zhao Quan, he seems a bit gloomy. Wang Mao relied on the fact that he was a person won over by the right prime minister and did not take Zhao Quan seriously at all, and even acted on his own.

But he seemed to have been gone for a long time. Could it be that he found the Sixth Prince?

Zhao Quan admitted that he was cruel, but Wang Mao was simply a heart, dirtier than a cesspool.

Zhao Quan felt horrified when he thought about his previous methods and the things he had done. He was afraid that this man would go to the eighteenth level of hell after his death.

God is so unfair. He gave a man with such a heart a good brain, but now he is blind.

Seeing Zhao Quan's unpredictable expression, Lin Feng knew that Wang Mao had probably acted on his own again. He had just checked the temple and found no trace of the Sixth Prince. Perhaps Wang Mao had taken all the credit this time.

No wonder Zhao Quan was so angry. In the past, Wang Mao always achieved merits before Zhao Quan and was highly appreciated by the right prime minister.

This time, Zhao Quan probably didn't get any credit, and he would have to eat a bad meal. He brought a few people to Qingyun Temple under the guise of looking for the Sixth Prince, but in fact he must have wanted to steal the credit from him.

Lin Feng thought he had found the truth, and he felt a little disdainful and wary. However, after making this guess, Lin Feng felt relieved.

Then, with a friendly look on his face, he hooked his arm around Zhao Quan's neck and whispered in his ear:

"I've always treated you like a brother, so it's okay to tell you. This time I'm here mainly to find a token. According to the Right Prime Minister's spies, it's in Qingyun Temple."

Zhao Quan looked at Lin Feng with a constipated expression, his expression clearly showing disbelief.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Although I'm not as good as Wang Mao, I'm not stupid enough to believe this nonsense. A token is in Qingyun Temple, hahahahahahaha, you're crazy, you said it's in Huangfeng Temple, it's more like that."

Zhao Quan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt a little. Qingyun Temple was a place to pray for peace and marriage. It was a place where important tokens were placed in this remote corner.

Seeing that Zhao Quan didn't believe him, Lin Feng patted his sleeves and disagreed.

"Was it someone close to His Majesty who passed on the news, or was it His Majesty himself who told the Third Prince to quietly leave the palace to get it?"

"What? Real or fake?"

Zhao Quan still didn't believe it. Seeing the same expression as when he first heard it, Lin Feng said in an unfathomable manner, "I knew you would react like this."

"You wouldn't have thought it would be hidden in such an ordinary temple. This proves how well the emperor hid it. It's said to be a fish-mouth jade talisman. The Right Prime Minister sent me here to look for it after hearing the news."

Apart from the emperor's personal decree, only the three jade tokens can command the army. The three jade tokens, one from the fish's mouth, one from the tiger's mouth, and one from the eagle's mouth, were placed in three places by the Emperor of Chu, and no one knew where they were.

Now that he had received the news that the Yukou Jade Talisman had been found, the Right Prime Minister ordered one person to delay the Third Prince while the other quickly sent someone to get it first.

But unfortunately, they had arrived early yesterday and sent people to sneak in to search for a long time but didn't find anything. They had no choice but to attack by force and force them to hand it over.

Seeing that Lin Feng’s words made sense, Zhao Quan also believed it a little. There is no smoke without fire.

"The sky is getting brighter. If we don't attack now, something unexpected might happen."

Lin Feng looked at the sky, a little exasperated. An idea flashed through his mind, and he said sternly: "Listen up, everyone in there, I want you to hand over the things, otherwise I will burn this place down and you will all die together."

Hearing this, the monks and farmers in the hall were a little panicked and looked at Abbot Huaiming who was meditating.

"Abbot, if you have anything here, just hand it over. It's better than us all dying here."

The young monk was a little frightened and spoke to Huai Ming in a crying voice.

Huai Ming smiled bitterly. He didn't have anything here, and he didn't know why someone suddenly broke into the temple and started fighting.

"I really don't have anything here."

When everyone saw that Abbot Huai Ming's expression did not seem fake, they instantly felt extremely desperate.

One monk shouted, "We really don't have what you want in our temple. You must have made a mistake. Why don't you leave quickly?"

"Damn it, you stinky monk, don't refuse my toast and drink the forfeit wine. In that case, someone light the fire."

Lin Feng's patience ran out, so he asked someone to find some oil from the small kitchen and pour it on the surrounding windows. He then threw a fire down, and the flames spread instantly.