After being reborn, her aloof ex-husband and her crazy deceased husband got into a fight.

Foguang Temple is an ancient temple with a history of over a thousand years. It existed even before the establishment of the Dayong Dynasty and was already very famous. In the hearts of the people of Kyoto, Foguang Temple held a high position, and even the imperial family treated it with some respect.

Therefore, the army that came to enforce martial law was very polite to Foguang Temple. They only stationed and patrolled two or three hundred meters outside the temple gate, ensuring that no suspicious persons entered or left the temple, and never entered the temple to disturb it.

Gongsun Yi's uprising was sudden and swift; he launched a coup when no one was on guard. In less than an hour, he had completely locked down the capital city. The entire city seemed to have been frozen in time.

Almost all of his enemies and obstacles were trapped in the inner city. Therefore, from the beginning, his focus was on the inner city, with the imperial city being of paramount importance. As for the outer city, as long as it didn't descend into chaos, that was fine.

Therefore, the outer city was relatively peaceful during this mutiny. Although martial law was in effect, it only meant that people were not allowed to go out.

Gan Cai'er spent her days at Fo Guang Temple relatively peacefully. Every day, besides going to the main hall to pray and chant sutras, she would stay in her meditation room and not go out.

Zhu Xiaoxiao now knew Du Ke's identity and was very worried about his situation.

"Ah Cai, you should take Young Master Du away as soon as possible."

"Arrangements are already being made, but there's martial law everywhere right now, and going out rashly would only attract attention. If he gets caught, he'll be doomed."

"Therefore, we need to wait for the right opportunity."

Before Gan Cai'er could find the best opportunity to escape, the gate of Foguang Temple was smashed.

The martial law troops and Fo Guang Temple had been living peacefully in their respective territories, without interfering with each other. But on this day, several hundred elite troops suddenly arrived and launched a direct attack on Fo Guang Temple.

Leading the group was a middle-aged general dressed in black armor, whom the soldiers called Commander Zhang.

Upon arriving at Foguang Temple, Zhang Yuan, without giving any prior notice, ordered the temple gate to be smashed open. Before anyone inside could react, he commanded his soldiers to gather everyone in the open space of the temple's preaching platform, and then, holding a portrait, to compare each person to the one in the portrait.

Gan Cai'er clearly saw the portrait; it was none other than Du Ke, the brushstrokes delicate and vivid, a remarkably lifelike depiction. Her heart leaped into her throat, her hands gripping her handkerchief tightly.

It seems that Gongsun Yi already knows about Du Ke's affair at Foguang Temple.

There were about two hundred people in total, including the monks of Foguang Temple and the pilgrims who stayed there. Zhang Yuan walked around with the portrait three times, but still couldn't find the person in the painting.

So he casually pulled out a monk, placed the portrait in front of him, and asked, "Have you ever seen this person before?"

The monk shook his head: "No."

With a "thud," a sharp knife pierced the monk's abdomen. The monk clutched his stomach and screamed in agony. Zhang Yuan's arm jerked, and he pulled the knife out, blood gushing out instantly.

"Ah~~~~"

"Murder!~~~"

......

The gathered crowd immediately erupted into chaos, their faces filled with terror.

"Shut up!"

"Quiet!"

"Anyone who dares to run will be slashed!"

The soldiers standing around shouted at the panicked crowd and even beat several people to the ground.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan pulled out another monk, held up the portrait, and asked, "Have you ever seen this person before?"

"No, no..."

The monk had barely shaken his head halfway when the sharp knife plunged into his abdomen again.

"Ah~~~~" the monk cried out in shock.

Amitabha Buddha~~~

Suddenly, a deep and solemn Buddhist chant rang out, and a dignified old monk stepped out from the crowd. He was wearing a bright red kasaya and was none other than Master Yuanhui, the abbot of Foguang Temple.

Master Yuanhui put his palms together and said, "In the Buddhist temple, a place of tranquility, one must not kill living beings."

"General, if you wish to find someone, then do so. You may search the entire Foguang Temple at your leisure, but please refrain from harming any innocent people."

Zhang Yuan flicked the blood off the dagger and said, "Abbot, how could I have killed anyone? It was just drawing blood; no one will die."

Yuanhui looked directly at him and said, "General, in the presence of Buddha, the monks in the temple will not lie. If they say they have never seen it, then they have never seen it."

"That little brat is definitely here," Zhang Yuan sneered. "You monks all claim to be compassionate. If you really wanted to hide someone, with such a huge temple and such a vast mountain, where would I, this general, even begin to search? I don't have that much time to waste with you!"

"Since you all say you've never seen it, then don't blame this general for being ruthless."

"Guards, burn the temple down!"

At Zhang Yuan's command, a group of men stepped out from the ranks behind him, each carrying two wooden buckets that emitted a pungent odor.

A soldier pulled out the stopper from the bucket, lifted it, and dumped it on the ground. A dark, viscous liquid slowly flowed out. Gan Cai'er's eyes narrowed sharply; she recognized it!

This is the flammable oil used during sieges!

This substance is easy to burn but difficult to extinguish. If these dozens of barrels of flammable oil were poured on it, not only would Foguang Temple be burned to ashes, but if the wind fanned the flames, the entire Zhongshan Mountain would probably be burned down as well!

Has this general gone mad?!

Clearly, Gan Cai'er wasn't the only one who recognized the flammable oil.

Master Yuanhui stepped forward and stood in front of Zhang Yuan, saying, "All things have a spirit. General, by setting fire to the mountain, you have likely destroyed far more than 100,000 lives!"

"I am willing to be a hostage and personally lead the general into the temple to search for you. I will tell you everything I know without reservation and will never deceive you."

Zhang Yuan sneered disdainfully: "Heh, Abbot, you are so righteous, willing to sacrifice yourself to save others, even a blade of grass or a tree. I don't trust you! The Prince is eagerly waiting for me to return and report."

"Light the fire! Burn it!"

"No need to light a fire. Aren't you looking for me? I'll go back with you." A clear and childlike voice rang out from the crowd.

Du Ke broke free from Gan Cai'er's hand and walked out of the crowd.

Zhang Yuan was taken aback when he saw that she was a pretty, fair-skinned young girl. After looking her over carefully, he laughed loudly, "Hahaha, so that's it! No wonder I couldn't find you before!"

"Men, tie this brat up!"

"Also, find the person who is hiding him and arrest them as well!"

"As for this mountain, I will give the abbot face and not burn it for now."

When Du Ke heard that he was going to arrest people again, he became anxious and shouted, "I came to the temple by myself by myself, it has nothing to do with anyone else!"

"Heh, you little brat, do you think this general would believe you?" Zhang Yuan sneered, tugging at the flower bud bun on his head, his face full of disdain.

"Stop looking, I'll go with you. It'll save you from burning the mountain again." A cold sneer rang out.

"General Zhang, those who live on the edge should at least try to accumulate some good karma."

Gan Cai'er walked slowly out from the crowd.

"Who are you?! I don't know you! Don't try to claim any connection with me!!" Du Ke glared at Gan Cai'er, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Silly child, you are your husband's student, and we've traveled all the way from Danzhou to the capital. How can we escape responsibility?" Gan Cai'er patted Du Ke reassuringly and smiled.

“Madam Lan…” Du Ke choked up, tears streaming down his face.

"Don't be afraid, I will go with you."

Gan Cai'er took Du Ke's hand.

"take away!"

Zhang Yuan glanced at the two men sideways, then sheathed his dagger, turned, mounted his horse, and left.

In the crowd, Zhu Xiaoxiao tightly covered Xiaohong's mouth to prevent her from crying out.