To the east of the capital, at the foot of Longcang Mountain, there are 180,000 acres of fertile farmland. Most of the imperial official land and the manors of officials and princes are here.
The manor of Li Jingnian, the Minister of Household Affairs, lives in the east and on the left side of the Biantong River. It has a mountain fin at its back, mountains and rivers, and an elegant environment.
Mrs. Li came from a military family. In her early years, her father fought on the battlefield and killed a lot of people. She worshiped and made offerings to Buddha since she was a child, and she was very pious.
Although today is a hot day, it is the fifteenth day, which is the day to worship the Buddha. Early in the morning, I led the servants and the nurse to the other courtyard, cleaned the courtyard, and waited quietly for the Gao Ni from the Great Buddha Nunnery to arrive.
At that time, two high nuns, Pujing and Samantabhadra, who mastered the exquisite Buddhist teachings of Dafo Nunnery, arrived with more than ten monks.
Everyone first exchanged polite greetings, then offered incense, visited Buddha statues, and chanted sutras. Finally, Master Samantabhadra explained Buddhist allusions and advised people to do good.
The process is boring, but if you have Buddha in your heart, it will be very interesting.
Nun Huixin yawned and slipped out of the small door with a little nun on the pretext of peeing.
The two of them held cans of iced plum soup in their hands, hid in a corner and took a sip, then looked at each other and smiled.
The little nun tilted her head: "Senior Sister Huixin, have you seen Senior Sisters Hui Rulan and Hui Ruqing in the past few days since you came to the capital?"
The smile on Huixin's face disappeared little by little, and she sighed: "Senior sister Hui Ruqing is still observing filial piety. It is said that she will take charge of the punishment department soon and does not want to see me.
Not to mention Senior Sister Hui Rulan, she is now the empress of the world, how can she just say that she can see her? "
The little nun pouted: "We slept together in Shuiyue Temple before. Who would have thought that status is so valuable? It's true."
Huixin smiled and was about to take another sip of ice plum soup when she suddenly heard someone next to her ask: "Can you lend me a sip?"
Where did the scumbag come from?
The two frowned and looked up, stunned for a moment!
Little bandit Xin Zhuo?
He was now dressed in brocade clothes, and his complexion was much fairer, as if he had become a different person.
Huixin rubbed her eyes and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Xin Zhuo glanced at the lobby not far away, where there were about a dozen people walking towards it, and couldn't help but smile: "You have all come to the capital, why can't I come?"
Huixin thought for a while, and suddenly her eyes widened: "Are you here for revenge? Why are you doing this? It's not the master's idea!"
Turning around abruptly: "Teacher..."
The next words could no longer be spoken. The little nun next to her fell down softly, and her mouth was covered.
Xin Zhuo leaned close to his ear, pretending to be vicious and said: "Don't say anything, or I'll arrest you too and spank you!"
He still had some special feelings for this little nun whom he met for the first time in this world.
Huixin nodded silently, looked at him with difficulty, and pushed his hand away: "Aren't you afraid that the queen and the eldest princess will cause trouble for you? The master is also their master!"
Xin Zhuo flicked her head: "What do you think?"
"I..." Huixin wanted to speak, but she felt dizzy and fell down softly.
…
"Da da da……"
The two carriages, escorted by more than a dozen experts, galloped towards the east gate of the capital.
Pu Jing and Pu Xian were sitting in a carriage. Their monk robes were a little messy, which were left behind when they were just besieged. At this moment, there was a trace of doubt on their faces.
Sitting beside them were two foreign girls. They were extremely beautiful, but their expressions were cold and cold. Their fingertips were lightly curled, and the six-armed zhenqi condensed soldiers whizzed back and forth.
With the ability of the two masters, it was possible to give it a try, but there were more masters out there, so they had no choice but to give up.
"Amitabha."
Pu Jing's slightly old square face showed a trace of tiredness, "I wonder why the donor arrested me to wait for a monk?"
Xiong Zhao looked at her coldly: "You should understand!"
Pu Jing looked at the wisp of green exposed outside the curtain of the carriage that was blown by the wind. It was the road to the capital. She simply closed her eyes and kept turning the beads in her hands.
The carriage moved quickly. Half an hour later, there was a noise outside and the speed slowed down. It must have arrived in the capital.
Then the voice gradually became quieter, and after running for more than half an hour, they arrived at the back door of a high-rise mansion.
With a "squeak" the door opened.
The carriage drove right in.
Those who could get out of the carriage in the courtyard were not ordinary people, especially since the carriage ran for two more times before finally stopping completely.
"Get out of the car!" Xiongzhao scolded him coldly.
Pu Jing and Pu Xian looked at each other and had no choice but to step out of the carriage. The sunlight was a bit dazzling. In front of them was a magnificent and solemn courtyard. The brown brick buildings had a strong sense of heritage and age.
The two masters walked slowly in, walked through the door and walked a few hundred feet, and entered a more obscure and grand courtyard. Dozens of masters in the courtyard stood in silence, staring at the two people with murderous intent.
Five people were faintly visible standing in the lobby opposite.
The two masters walked into the lobby consciously, and when the five people turned around, they saw that three of them were old friends from Fulong Mountain.
But at this moment, the situation is unclear and there is no interest in talking at all.
"Crunch!"
The door of the main hall was closed, and five beautiful and powerful women stood on both sides. Although they made no other movements, they looked at the custody status and it was very clear.
Then, there was no more sound.
The large bookcase behind the five stone steps opposite seemed to be where the owner of the house was sitting, but it was empty at the moment.
The air seemed to be filled with a solemn atmosphere.
Pu Jing finally couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Qin Yuliu.
is it him?
Qin Yuliu didn't say anything, but frowned.
After waiting for another stick of incense, a figure suddenly walked out of the side hall not far away. He was dressed in brocade and had a jade belt, his hair was in a bun, and his face was like a crown of jade. He smiled slightly and had a pair of dimples on his cheeks.
This face is familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar.
Soon he merged with the little bandit from Fulong Mountain!
A complex look flashed across the faces of Pu Jing, Puxian, Qin Yuliu, Master Jiang and Master Xu.
Frankly speaking, with their arrogant nature, they have never taken Xin Zhuo, a little bandit, seriously.
They had never worried about Xin Zhuo's life or death at the beginning. Even when it snowed that day and the little bandit died in loneliness under the Qiugong Pavilion commandment monument, they had no other thoughts.
Just kill him!
But he never thought that one day, this little bandit would have such a wonderful encounter.
The eldest grandson of the Jiang family, the crown prince of West Qin County, and the only son of the eldest princess of Qin!
No one can see that the bandits have such an identity, or they may not even think about it!
If Mr. Dongfang and the Soul Slayer had known about it, what would they have done?
Qin Yu's dusty face already had some indescribable meaning at this moment: "Master Xin, long time no see!"
"It's been a long time, but Master Xin is no longer Master Xin."
Xin Zhuo was already sitting cross-legged behind the bookcase, looking down at everyone, playing with a pair of small iron swords in his hands, and sighed softly: "Actually... in the heavy snow that day, I was helpless, scared, and even very small. I prayed to God to give me another chance. I didn’t want to die.
I believe that I have never done anything harmful to nature. I don’t know where I went wrong. It’s just that I was wrong. Your Buddhist school and academies have the responsibility of persuading people to do good. Why can’t you spare my life? give me a chance? "
As he spoke, he looked at the people who wanted to speak, shook his head and interrupted: "Don't talk about the Dragon Qi of Doom. Don't you feel embarrassed? Aren't you bored?"
Master Jiang sneered: "Since the matter has already happened, it is useless to say more. How do you plan to punish King Xin or His Excellency Jiang Shizi? At the feet of the emperor, the capital is the capital? Do you really dare to kill us?"
Xin Zhuo chuckled: "To be honest, I have imagined how to punish you, all kinds of torture, all kinds of killing methods? In the end, it felt boring..."
"Yes!" Master Xu sighed: "You got your wish, you did it, we have fallen into your hands, you can naturally do whatever you want."
Xin Zhuo looked at him coldly: "To be honest, maybe back in Fulong Village, you were Buddhist monks and masters of the academy, with profound martial arts and high status.
But now it seems that they are just small shrimps, which can be destroyed easily and killed with a wave of a finger. This has nothing to do with my current family background. Even if I am the only one, I will look down on you!
In fact, you are really too ordinary, regardless of your martial arts, Dharma, or talent, I...disdain you! "
