The Pure Land Temple occupies a large area. The front yard is noisy, but the guest house in the back yard is very quiet.
In a guest courtyard near the alley, a middle-aged woman with heroic appearance and extraordinary bearing is sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea and talking with a young woman. In the courtyard, except for two strong mamas waiting on the side, Only a few maids stood at the door of the small courtyard and looked out. Chinese website
The incense burner in the pavilion was swirling with smoke and emitting the scent of sandalwood. The woman drank tea leisurely, and it seemed that the faint screams and exclamations did not affect her.
However, the little woman was obviously not as calm as the old lady, and she worriedly advised, "Mom, why don't we leave first."
The middle-aged woman was as steady as a rock, smiling and comforting: "No need to worry, no need to worry, I still want to see if this Imperial Pure Land Temple is a Buddhist Pure Land."
The little maid who was looking around at the entrance of the small courtyard suddenly turned her gaze to the wall near the alley, and looked at each other in confusion with the chubby face that appeared on the wall...
The awkward atmosphere only lasted for a few breaths, and then the maid screamed in surprise, so frightened that the person who had just mounted the wall was about to fall off accidentally.
"oops!"
There were lush trees in the temple, and a crooked-neck tree happened to get it stuck on a branch...
He fluttered his fat arms and short legs and shouted: "Uncle Eleven, I'm stuck, help!"
Wow!
Jia Shiyi fell down together and picked up the little fat man stuck on the branch of the tree.
"Where did the thief come from and dare to break into a private house?"
The maid and the maid, who were still relaxed just now, quickly returned to the pavilion and protected their master in the center.
A muscular servant girl immediately took a step forward and shouted harshly. But after just one sentence, the middle-aged woman said: "Cuifen, don't be nervous, you are our Lord Cat."
It turned out that this middle-aged woman saw the big fat orange on Jia Cong's purple robe at a glance. The only person in Daxia who could wear this robe was Mr. Cong of Rongguo Mansion.
Jia Cong also didn't expect that his father was beating and killing people in the front yard, and despite all the disturbance, there were still people in the guest yard.
He only glanced around and then stroked the wrinkles on his body. Then he stepped forward and bowed slightly to apologize.
"Jia Cong of Rongguo Mansion is paying homage to his wife. Please forgive me for disturbing you so rashly. I will leave now..."
The middle-aged woman always remained calm and composed. Only the little woman seemed to be frightened, her chest heaved violently, and with the appearance of Jia Shiyi, she put on a veil and hid behind her grandma, secretly He looked at the two people who climbed over the wall.
Jia Shiyi took a step forward, clasped his fists and bowed down: "Jia Shiyi of Rongguo Mansion, pays homage to General Qin, the envoy of Shizhu Xuanwei!"
"you know me?"
The Xuanfu envoy surnamed Qin carefully looked at Jia Shiyi who was saluting him, and he suddenly realized after a moment.
She smiled and said, "It turns out to be General Xuanwu. We haven't seen each other for ten years, but General Xuanwu still recognizes me."
Jia Shiyi's eyes were full of respect for this man, and he said with a smile: "Women are not inferior to men. In the battle in South Vietnam in the past, General Qin led 3,000 white pole troops to defeat the 20,000 South Vietnamese army. The general's memory is as good as new!"
"The Baigan Army? Shizhu Xuan comfort envoy? A female general named Qin?"
Jia Cong slapped his forehead, his eyes shining brightly.
He shouted: "Ah, she is the number one female general in Daxia!"
General Dingyuan and Shizhu Xuanwei envoy Qin Yuliang (Ming Dynasty Qin Liangyu is the prototype), his husband Ma Qiancheng was a chieftain officer, and he was a third-grade Shizhu Xuanwei envoy.
In the 41st year of Zhaowu, Ma Qiancheng accompanied the Beijing camp to conquer South Vietnam and died on the battlefield. In the past, when his son was young, his wife Qin Yuliang temporarily took over his duties, breaking through barriers and killing generals along the way, and made great military exploits.
In the forty-fifth year of Zhaowu, the imperial edict granted Qin Yuliang the title of second-grade imperial concubine, Dingyuan general, and Shizhu ambassador.
His son Ma Xianglin assumed the post of Xuanwei envoy in the second year of Yuanyou and married Zhang Fengyi, the daughter of the Zhang family of a wealthy Shu family. When I came to Beijing this time, I was ordered to lead the White Guard Army to Beijing for an audience.
After meeting the famous Daxia's number one female general, Jia Cong had forgotten the embarrassing scene just now.
While Jia Cong was sizing up this legendary female general, Qin Yuliang was also sizing him up.
"Master Xiao Jia, why didn't you take the ordinary path just now?"
Qin Yuliang asked this, and Jia Cong laughed naively.
He scratched his head and chuckled: "My grandmother and sister were bullied by the Liu family, and I was trying to trick them."
"A sack?"
Qin Yuliang was a little puzzled. Jia Cong raised his hand and made a motion of cutting his neck: "Just beating someone!"
Whose sack? Of course it was Lord Liu Fang, the first-class son of Duke Li Guo.
Ah……
This kid is really interesting!
Qin Yuliang was about to speak when he heard cooing and cooing sounds coming from outside the wall.
Jia Cong groaned and ran towards the wall.
Qin Yuliang looked confused, and Jia Shiyi clasped his fists with a wry smile and explained: "General Qin, there is a friend of my mistress outside the wall, who has come to help me get revenge."
Several heads gradually appeared on the wall, all of which were wearing golden crowns. Qin Yuliang even saw Liu Hong, the fourth prince of the current dynasty whom he had met at the Qinzheng Palace two days ago.
The atmosphere in the small courtyard was a little awkward for a while, especially the fourth prince Liu Hong, who felt that his image might not be preserved.
"Fourth brother, come down quickly, I will introduce you to a legendary figure!"
It was impossible not to get down. Qin Yuliang had already stood up, clasped his fists and bowed: "General Qin Yuliang pays homage to His Highness the Fourth Highness..."
The awkward atmosphere soon passed with the wind. The support team headed by Liu Hong all got off the wall and sat in the pavilion to listen to Liu Hong and Qin Yuliang talking.
The noise outside the small courtyard continued and got closer and closer. Jia Shiyi had just been out for a while. After returning to the small courtyard, he whispered in Jia Cong's ear: "The monastery on the west side is heavily guarded. I almost got discovered when I went to investigate..."
Jia Cong frowned. He originally just wanted to put a sack on Liu Fang and teach him a lesson. Unexpectedly, while hunting rabbits, I discovered something unusual about the Pure Land Temple.
In the past, he would have been too lazy to take care of the filth in the temple. But since Pure Land Temple is a Buddhist temple for Japanese people, he has to be vigilant.
"Brother Cong, what's wrong?"
The change in Jia Cong's expression caught the eyes of Liu Hong and others, which naturally aroused the interest of these young people. Even Qin Yuliang also looked at the little fat man curiously.
Hearing Liu Hong's question, Jia Cong pursed his lips and told everyone about Jia Shiyi's discovery.
It turned out that when Jia Shiyi saw the commotion in the front yard, he got up and flew from the roof, exploring the backyard of the Pure Land Temple and the guest house one by one.
When he found a small courtyard on the west side, there were dozens of people guarding the place either openly or covertly outside the exquisite house.
Just as Jia Shiyi landed on the roof of the monastery, there was a shout: "Who is it? How dare you break into the Jade Pure Land Temple!"
Not only that, when Jia Shiyi took refuge in a secret place, the door of the small courtyard opened, and several Japanese with half-bald heads rushed out.
Holding a sharp blade and looking fierce!
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. What is hidden in the land of Buddhism? There is such a heavily guarded place.
"Since they are Japanese, we must find out. During the Gyeonggi Rebellion last year, many Japanese pirates escaped the capture of the Imperial Army."
Jia Cong was eager to try, but Liu Hong held him down.
He didn't dare to let this kid fool around. Liu Hong had heard of Jia Shiyi's skills. Since the Japanese could detect his approach, it proved that there was a master hidden in this small courtyard.
"General Eleven, go and tell my uncle the emperor and Uncle Rong En, and ask them to try to hold off the monks in the temple. I will take people to see what secrets this mysterious courtyard hides..."
As soon as Liu Hong finished speaking, he saw several heads appearing on the wall of the small courtyard again. The leader, Liu Hong, was very familiar with Jia Cong.
Jia Cong smiled and said: "I was worried that we didn't have enough manpower, but I didn't expect Cao Dudu to bring reinforcements."
The west side of the Pure Land Temple is exquisitely arranged, with winding paths hidden in the bamboo forest.
The forest sea that blocked the sky and the sun made people feel very strange. The son of the Dragon Guard quickly rushed in. After a while, someone rushed back and reported in a low voice: "Captain, there are three hidden sentries.
It has been controlled by our people. There are no less than twenty people in the courtyard, and the brothers have surrounded them, asking the governor for orders. "
"What else are you giving me, attack in..."
Cao Jiugong knocked the overly excited Jia Cong on the head and immediately calmed him down.
He frowned and whispered: "Let the brothers sneak in secretly, be careful of the traps and secret passages in the courtyard, and don't let anyone escape."
After the people retreated, Cao Jiugong explained in a low voice to Jia Cong, Liu Hong and others: "The Dragon Imperial Guard has been watching the Pure Land Temple for a long time. Does Your Highness still remember the assassination in Liangyuan last year? I doubt that the monks of the Pure Land Temple are related to the Holy Fire. The rebels from the sect are colluding. There are also people from the White Lotus sect. Maybe there are rebels from the two sects hiding in this small courtyard."
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