cold three feet

From the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the blessing will last for three days and three nights, and one hundred and eight ever-burning lanterns will be placed in the main hall, praying for good weather and peace for the country and people in Daliang in the coming year.There are 49 safety lamps in the side hall, praying for the safety and health of the royal courtiers.In Tianze Temple, whether it is the monks' dormitories where the monks live, or the squatter rooms where the royal family and courtiers live, they must be brightly lit from the beginning of the night when they enter the temple.

Zhou Ziyan returned to his room after dinner, frowning slightly, a slender white hand was twisting the wick on the candlestick, when someone knocked on the door and said: "Young master, the abbot gave some freshly made pastries , bring the small one in for you, can you?"

Zhou Ziyan smiled softly, coughed lightly and said, "Well, come in."

It was Qing Huan and Ting Lan who were disguised as men.Qing Huan put the pastry on the table lightly, while Ting Lan turned her head to look around the door, and closed the door after confirming that there was no one there.

Ting Lan stepped forward and bowed her head and said: "Master, Qing Huan and I have searched all possible places where Du Yanlan and the mysterious person may be hiding, but we still found nothing. Dare I ask Master, what should we do next?"

After hearing this, Zhou Ziyan was not in a hurry, and picked up a cake on the table and put it into his mouth. After eating, he opened his mouth and said, "Don't tell me, the fast food in Tianze Temple is not very good, but the cake is still good." Really good. Crisp but not sticky, sweet but not greasy."

Seeing that Zhou Ziyan hadn't answered Sister Tinglan, Qing Huan said, "Dare to ask Master, what should we do next?"

Then Zhou Ziyan said: "The best way to hide a person is to let him disguise himself in the crowd. What's more, these are two people. If my guess is correct, maybe Du Yanlan and the mysterious person are hiding here Among the group of bald monks."

Ting Lan wondered: "But master, maybe the mysterious person is a man, and he can still hide among these bald monks, but Du Yanlan is a woman, how can he hide among the monks without being discovered?"

Zhou Ziyan raised his forehead and said: "This is exactly the question I can't figure out. Except for the rooms of the emperor, queen, prince and courtiers, have you two secretly checked everyone's room in the temple?"

The rooms of the emperor, empress, prince, and ministers were only checked in today, and the maids, eunuchs, and servants brought here are all familiar to each other, so it is impossible for strangers to mix in, so only The monks who originally lived in the temple.

Ting Lan thought for a moment, then suddenly thought of a person, and said, "Master, I suddenly realized that there is indeed a monk's house in the temple, which Qing Huan and I have never been to."

Zhou Ziyan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Whose room is that?"

Qing Huan came slowly: "It's the room of Master Wuzhi, the former abbot. My subordinates have already inquired. After Master Wuzhi stepped down as the abbot, he did not leave Tianze Temple as usual in the temple, but He stayed in Tianze Temple. Master Wuzhi resigned from the position of abbot because his legs and feet were paralyzed. I heard that he is now completely paralyzed in bed. He is a stupor who can only talk. Three disciples of Master Wuzhi personally took care of eating and drinking. After Master Wuzhi resigned from the position of abbot, people in the temple never saw him again, but the monks who were on duty at the gate of Master Wuzhi, I often hear Master Wuzhi’s voice coming from inside. Not only is Master Wuzhi’s room guarded by monks on duty every day, but only his three disciples can enter, so Sister Tinglan and I haven’t thought of a way yet. How to get in."

Zhou Ziyan frowned and asked, "Three disciples? Which three?"

Qing Huan then replied: "The first disciple is Wuchen. It seems that he went down the mountain because of some things a few days ago, but he is back now. The second disciple is Wuyou, the abbot of today's Ze Temple, and the youngest disciple is Wu Yao. , is a little novice monk who has only turned 13 years old."

Zhou Ziyan's eyes lit up, and he raised the corner of his mouth and said, "From this point of view, this Wuchen is most likely the mysterious person who brought Du Yanlan out of the prison in Shuntian Mansion."

Ting Lan hurriedly asked, "Do you want my subordinates to tie up that bald donkey so that the master can interrogate it carefully?"

Qing Huan and Ting Lan are worthy of being female assassins who lick their swords to make a living. No matter what happens or who they encounter, they will either kill or tie them up. In a word, ruthless.Zhou Ziyan sometimes wondered in his heart: The two girls' families were fighting and killing, wondering if they could find a husband's family in the future.All the female assassins in the Fengyue Tower respected and feared Zhou Ziyan as the master, but after all, Qing Huan and Ting Lan were the two who followed him the longest. Zhou Ziyan also thought that when everything was calm, he would never again When she didn't need to pick up the sharp knife of Fengyuelou, she still wanted to find a good family for Qing Huan and Ting Lan to marry.

Zhou Ziyan came back to his senses, and said: "The emperor is still in Tianze Temple, kidnapping people under the eyes of the emperor to torture him privately, are you tired of my work?"

Ting Lan panicked and kowtowed: "This subordinate dare not, this subordinate dare not, this subordinate..."

Zhou Ziyan was amused by Ting Lan, and quickly reached out his hand to signal her to stand up, and said, "Okay, I was joking. We will definitely not be able to tie this person up, but tomorrow is the blessing ceremony, and everyone in the temple will be present at that time , I'll think about how to catch Master Wuchen by surprise in front of everyone."

But Zhou Ziyan never expected that on the second day of the blessing ceremony, Master Wuchen did not attend the ceremony because he was afraid of affecting the ceremony because of the wind and cold yesterday.

The time has come, and the blessing ceremony officially begins.Master Wuyou, the abbot of Tianze Temple, sat in the middle of the main hall. In front of him was the emperor Qi Yuan, who led the queen Yang Xiaoshu, the prince Qi Zhe, and a group of officials to sit on the futon, and there were two rows on the left and right. , are all the monks in the temple.Just hearing a simple and simple bell ringing in the hall, Master Wuyou knocked on the wooden fish with one hand, held a string of beads in the other, and just chanted sutras.

The emperor Qi Yuan and the others clasped their hands together in front of their chests, bowed their heads and closed their eyes reverently.

But when the second bell rang, the chanting sound coming from directly in front of Qi Yuan suddenly stopped, and everyone was opening their eyes to see what happened.Chen Ying, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army in the fourth row, yelled: "There are assassins, protect the emperor."

When Qi Yuan opened his eyelids, he saw a flash of silver light, which was completely blocked by Zhou Ziyan.

I saw that Master Wuyou was holding a short dagger, which was precisely inserted on Zhou Ziyan's shoulder.Holding the dagger on his shoulder with his right hand, Zhou Ziyan first let out a low laugh, then raised his eyes, his eyes were full of cold and murderous aura, and said in a low voice, "Is this the awe that the master said?"

It was the emperor who was supposed to assassinate, but with one stab, it turned out to be a different person, Wuyou's eyes were full of shock and panic.When they were about to strike again, Qing Huan and Ting Lan had already taken Wuyou's hands.

Wuyou's knife was deep and powerful. Zhou Ziyan just resisted the knife in a critical situation. Seeing that Qing Huan and Ting Lan had taken him down, he breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the ground of Emperor Qi Yuan. In his arms, he also asked with concern: "Is the emperor okay?"

Qi Yuan didn't feel the fear of being assassinated, nor was he grateful to Zhou Ziyan for saving his life.He was only chilled in his heart, because his closest son, the crown prince, Qi Yu, watched his father being assassinated, but was so frightened that he lost his soul. He could only hear his screams all over the hall: "Come on!" Ah, come here, help, help, come and protect me, protect..."

Zhou Ziyan, who was in Qi Yuanjiao's arms, regained his senses with a cough all over his body, and then shouted loudly: "Come here, hurry up and call the imperial doctor!"

After Chen Ying's investigation, it was confirmed that Wuyou had no accomplices, so he sent people to send the frightened emperor, queen, prince and ministers back to their rooms, and arranged people to protect them in front of their respective doors.

When Zhou Ziyan woke up, it was already night.He was about to get up, but he was hissed by the pain on his left shoulder.Qing Huan rushed forward and said: "Master, that's great, you finally woke up, I'll call Sister Ting Lan and Commander Chen to come over."

Both Qing Huan and Ting Lan are first-class female assassins, and both have violent tempers, but compared to the two, Qing Huan's personality is still slightly gentler.I saw that there were still wet tears on the little girl's face, probably because she was too worried about Zhou Ziyan's safety, so she secretly wiped away the tears.

Zhou Ziyan knew that Qing Huan and Ting Lan were loyal to him, seeing the appearance of this little girl who had just cried, Zhou Ziyan didn't feel distressed, but was amused, and said with a poof: "What are you doing? But he was stabbed, and he didn't die, so what are you afraid of. By the way, where is Master Wuyou?"

Qing Huan was seen through by Zhou Ziyan at a glance, and hurriedly touched the tears that were still wet before replying: "Master, as soon as you fainted, the emperor asked Commander Chen to imprison that stinky donkey. Now, sister Ting Lan and Chen The Commander is interrogating him."

Zhou Ziyan raised his hand and said, "Hurry up and help me up, I'm going to see Master Wuyou."

Qing Huan didn't like these monks who only eat fast and chant Buddha all day long. Now her master taught this monk to stab him. For the sake of saving face, he called 'Master Abbot' and 'Master', and now, he yelled 'Smelly Bald Donkey' one by one, gnashing his teeth.

Qing Huan said angrily: "The imperial doctor asked the master to rest after waking up. What is the master going to do to see that stinky donkey? The evidence of the stinky donkey's assassination of the emperor is solid. After interrogation by Commander Chen and Sister Ting Lan, they will definitely find it." The reason why the stinky donkey assassinated the emperor. The master should rest well, and wait for sister Ting Lan to come back and return to your life."

Zhou Ziyan said in a low voice: "No, the one who assassinated the emperor was not Master Wuyou."

Qing Huan looked bewildered, Na Na asked: "It's not Master Wuyou, who is that?"

Zhou Ziyan glanced at Qing Huan, and said, "Hurry up and help me up, go and see who he is."

According to the emperor's order, Chen Ying captured Master Wuyou and imprisoned him in the Jiechi Hall in Tianze Temple.

In the Jiechi hall, Chen Ying was interrogating Master Wuyou: "Tell me why you assassinated the emperor."

Wuyou sneered, opened his mouth and said, "A mediocre gentleman, if you kill him, you will eliminate harm for the world!"

Chen Ying pressed the saber against Wuyou's throat, and said in a low voice: "Don't do it, Mr. Abbot, you want to assassinate the emperor. Is that the reason? Huh?"

Wuyou was not afraid of Chen Ying's threat, he sneered loudly, and suddenly someone said at the door of the Jiechi hall: "Stop pretending, tear off your penis, you are the master Wuchen!"

Hearing this steady and powerful voice, Wuyou's eyes, which were calm just now, began to look strange, it was a look of panic and fear but disbelief.He looked through the handle of Chen Ying's knife, and saw a tall, tall, pale man with a serious wound on his shoulders, wearing a beautiful embroidered dress, walking into the hall. This man was exactly Zhou Zi who had been stabbed by Wuyou just now. Yan.

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Wow, it's not past 12 o'clock~

There is a letter in the back to sprinkle sugar~