It has been ten days since the incident happened in Jiangzhou.
"Your Majesty, there are already no less than a hundred strangers coming here these days, and their accommodation has been arranged..."
Prince Le, who was sitting in the hall, just nodded slightly to show that he understood. He looked at the rise and fall of a tea leaf in the teacup and said nothing for a long time.
"Your Majesty...there have been rumors everywhere in Jiangcheng recently, and the people have gradually begun to express some dissatisfaction. I heard that many people secretly pulled the coffin out of the city and buried it."
"Inform the soldiers and horses guarding the city that if there is another coffin leaving the city..."
Prince Le put down the teacup, and his eyes darkened in a rare way:
"I put him in the coffin and buried him."
"yes."
The housekeeper left in a hurry. He didn't dare to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead until he was out. Although Prince Le's words just now were not directed at him, they still scared him into a cold sweat.
It's been a long time since I heard Prince Le speak in such a terrifying tone.
The steward went to find the Soldiers and Horses Division responsible for guarding the city gate. When the Commander of the Soldiers and Horses Division heard what the steward relayed, he was so frightened that his legs weakened and he sat down on the ground with a thud, trembling all over.
…
Two figures, one tall and one short, came in front of Prince Le's Mansion. These days, because Prince Le has issued a reward of a thousand gold, many talented people and strangers have come to Prince Le's Mansion, but most of them are charlatans or charlatans. A little bit of wild fox Zen.
No one paid attention to these two people. Only the blind swordsman, who had been leaning against the palace gate pillar and basking in the sun, subconsciously tightened the knife in his hand.
"Amitabha."
"Master, we have arrived at Prince Le's Mansion."
Walking in front was a young novice monk in commoner clothes. He stared around with his big eyes, looking at the people walking in the streets. He didn't even take a second look at the men. Only the women wearing white mourning clothes could do so. He took a second look.
If it weren't for the fact that he was just a child, he would definitely be called a rogue if he looked at the girl's family like this. But even if he was a child and a monk, it was really not good to look at the girl like this.
Snapped!
"Hey, master, why did you hit me?"
The young novice touched the top of his head. Just now the old monk tapped his head with his fingers, not lightly but not hard, as if he was tapping a wooden fish.
"Jingse, what are you looking at..."
The great monk squinted his eyes slightly. Although he couldn't see anything, he could know what his little apprentice was doing, and he could hit the apprentice on the head accurately.
"Master! Just because you can't see, you can't let others see. Besides, when you walk on the street, don't let others see..."
The little novice monk named Jie Se held his head and retorted unconvinced.
"Want to eat chestnuts again?"
The great monk raised his right hand. The big rough hand was covered with calluses. At first glance, one could not tell whether it was the hand of a chanting monk or the hand of an old farmer who had been plowing the fields all year round.
"No, no, no, I won't eat. Master, why don't we go in when we arrive at Prince Le's Mansion?"
The great monk smiled and said nothing.
When the two of them arrived just now, the blind man who had been staying at the door went in personally to report. Although he didn't know who the person was, he knew that the other party was definitely a character that he couldn't deal with.
The blind man is blind in his eyes, but not in his heart.
Not long after, Prince Le, wearing a formal crown and girdle, came out in person. After listening to the blind man's description, he roughly guessed the blind man's origins.
"Hello, Master, may I ask the Master's name?"
Prince Le asked with a smile.
"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is not empty. He has met Lord Le."
Monk Fu Kong put his hands together and returned the gift.
The little novice monk on the side saw that the master did not mention him at all, so he simply shouted at the top of his lungs:
"My name is Jiese."
Eighty-nine points of Prince Le's guesses have been confirmed, and he is certain of the origin of the other party. There are only three major sects of cultivating immortals in the world today, namely the Taoist sect of Longhu Mountain, the Buddhist Sect of Wanfo Mountain, and the Lingguan of Quelong Mountain.
This monk Fu Kong should come from Wanfo Mountain.
The current abbot of Wanfo Mountain is the 100-year-old Zen Master Liao Chen, and the next generation is the great monk of the "Bu" generation, and the disciples and grandchildren of the next generation are all of the "Jie" generation.
The monk said that his Dharma name was not empty, and the young novice said that his name was Jingse.
Prince Le nodded, held Monk Fukong's hand affectionately, and asked softly:
"Now that the master is here, I feel much more at ease."
"Haha, Amitabha, the poor monk is just a mortal. The disaster in Jiangcheng this time is too great. It is difficult for the poor monk alone to survive."
Monk Fukong smiled and shook his head. He was obviously from an authentic Buddhist background and must be a great monk with advanced cultivation, but now he modestly said that he was an ordinary mortal.
"Oh, Master, you have to be compassionate. The people in Jiangcheng are waiting for help..."
Prince Le knew best where the weak points of these monks were, so he did not mention the bounty or himself, but opened his mouth to plead with the great monk about the people of Jiangcheng.
"Amitabha, the old monk must do his best. The Buddha said that if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Monk Fukong was talking, but the young novice monk beside him pursed his lips, rubbed his stomach that was already flattened by hunger, pulled the corner of his master's clothes, and shouted loudly:
"Master, I'm hungry——"
"Oh, I am rude. Master, please come in quickly. Someone, hurry up and prepare the vegetarian meal."
Prince Le personally welcomed the two people in. Those who came for the bounty were all arranged to live outside. Only the two great monks were left to live in the palace.
…
The woman in white looked at the writing in her palm in a daze. She still couldn't figure out why the master wanted to write a word for herself, which was still the word "Xia".
It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, not summer?
Could it be someone related to Xia? I don't know many people, they are all from the same sect on the mountain, and no one has the word "xia" in their name...
Uh-huh!
A red rainbow fell, not far from the woman in white.
The red light shrank, gradually revealing a figure.
The man was dressed in white, and on his chest was a plum blossom that Ling Han had bloomed alone with exquisite embroidery work. The white on his body seemed to be the sky full of wind and snow, and the plum blossoms were blooming proudly despite the severe cold.
He is a handsome young man with delicate features and delicate features.
The sword in his hand is also carved with a plum blossom using a secret carving technique, which is not obvious yet. When this sword drinks blood, the enemy's blood pours into the secret groove on the sword, and the blood plum blossom blooms.
The plum blossoms bloom brilliantly, but they use the lives of their enemies as sacrifices.
"Senior sister's swordsmanship is superb. Even the flying speed of this sword is much faster than mine."
The man said with a smile.
But he actually fell behind on purpose, otherwise if he had used all his strength to activate the sword light, he would not have fallen behind the woman. He fell behind just so that he could deliberately praise the woman.
The woman in white didn't speak. She didn't even show any happiness or humility in response to the man's compliment, as if she didn't hear it at all.
The man frowned instead. He was actually not familiar with the woman in white. After all, there were many disciples on Longhu Mountain. How could he know them all? But he was attracted to the woman the first time he saw her.
So in order to close the distance between the two people, he thought of many ways, but he kept driving with his sword light and had no time to implement it. He finally thought of a reason to praise, but when he saw the other person, he was not moved at all. .
He is also a well-known third-generation disciple in the mountain. If I am not ashamed, there are many seniors and juniors who have a crush on him, but most of them are people with mediocre qualifications and are not worthy of him at all.
"Sister, where should we go next?"
"Lewangfu."
The woman in white shook the long sword in her palm, and saw that the long sword shrank little by little, until it finally became the size of only one finger.
With a flip of his hand, the small sword fell into the sleeve robe and disappeared.
"Okay, I will listen to Senior Sister in everything."
The man nodded. As soon as he threw the plum-blossom sword in his hand, the sword turned into a white stream of light. Then he opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the stream of light.
This sword is his natal sword, which can enter the body to warm it up.
He originally thought that the posture he had just swallowed the sword was quite handsome. He shook a few strands of hair from his forehead and wanted to show a more handsome posture to the senior sister beside him, but he found that the other party had already left.
"Huh? Senior sister..."
The man suppressed the unwillingness and resentment that surged in his heart. He stretched out his palm towards the place where the senior sister left, and then made a grasping gesture, as if he intended to firmly grasp the woman in white just now. .
"Just wait, I will make you beg me to be your Taoist companion..."
Saying this in his heart, the man calmed down and then quickly chased the woman in the direction she left.
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In front of the gate of Prince Le's Mansion, the blind man rubbed his eyes from a distance. He watched the woman in white who looked like a fairy coming to earth step by step to the gate.
His hand holding the knife began to tremble for the first time, and after shaking for a while, he forced it down. He knew that he was subconsciously afraid, not because the woman in white had any malicious intent, but because in front of the huge contrast, even without malicious intent, people would feel scared.
Just like a ferocious wolf in front of an elephant with a huge size difference, you will feel scared even if the latter has no ill intentions.
The blind man has been walking around the world for many years, and he has lost one sense. God gave him more things, such as a magical sixth sense. He could clearly feel a person's kindness or malice. When the great monk Fu Kong stood in front of the door, he could clearly feel the huge gap.
It's like a mountain suddenly appears in front of you, and you can only look up at it.
But the woman in white gives people the completely opposite feeling. She is like a bottomless abyss, making people break out in cold sweat just by taking a peek.
Mountains don't bring fear to people, but abyss makes people so scared that they subconsciously stay away from it.
"I'd like to inform you that Taoist Jiang Qin is here to pay his respects."
"yes."
The blind man immediately turned around and walked in. He didn't want to stay with this woman for a second longer.
Not long after.
Prince Le, who was still entertaining Monk Fu Kong, came out to greet her in person. He looked up and down at the woman in white with a surprised look on his face. The smile on his face was not fake, but came from the bottom of his heart.
"Are you...Jiang Qin?"
Prince Le looked at the fairy-like woman in front of him and her face that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
"My little daughter Jiang Qin has met Uncle Wang."
The woman in white did not bow her hands in salute according to the rules of the Taoist sect. Instead, she bowed and saluted, following the etiquette of juniors meeting their elders in the secular world.
"Oh, come on... I almost don't recognize you. I think you were only seven or eight years old when I saw you, but now you have grown so big in the blink of an eye..."
Prince Le didn't know how to be happy. The woman in front of him was the daughter of the current emperor, the real Princess of Daqi. However, when she was seven or eight years old, her mother died of illness, and she happened to be spotted by a Taoist Celestial Master and brought to Longhu Mountain.
"I have been studying Taoism in the mountains for ten years, and now I have achieved some success in the art. Just as your Majesty ordered Longhu Mountain to save the people of Jiangcheng, my little girl came."
"Okay... come on, go and clean up Tingxue Pavilion and make arrangements for the princess to stay."
The rooms Prince Le had previously arranged for them were all guest rooms. After all, even if they were Buddhist and Taoist practitioners, they couldn't live in the inner courtyard of the back house. But Jiang Qin was different. She was his niece, so naturally she couldn't live there. In the guest room.
"Uncle Wang, there is no need to go to such trouble..."
"No, this is my home and your home. It won't be troublesome no matter what."
Just as he was talking, he heard a shout.
"Senior sister - wait for me."
The man drove the Dunguang to the door of Lewang Mansion in a flash. He didn't know the way to Lewang Mansion and was too embarrassed to ask passers-by, so he could only drive the Dunguang around like a headless fly in Jiangcheng.
It was not easy to find Lewang Mansion.
"Who are you?"
"A third-generation disciple of the Taoist sect, with the Taoist name Chimei. I have met Lord Le."
"Oh, since you are also from the Taoist sect, please come in."
Well……
Chimei never thought that she would use the name of the Taoist sect. Prince Le would not say that he was overjoyed to welcome her, but at least he should treat him politely. However, she did not expect that it would just be a cold greeting.
"Niece, you are here just in time, and my princess happens to be pregnant. I am very busy with things in Jiangcheng. If you have nothing to do, please go and spend more time with her..."
The subtext of Prince Le's words was to just let Jiang Qin stay in the palace with the princess, and leave Jiang Cheng's affairs alone.
In fact, no matter what kind of demon is causing trouble behind Jiangcheng, it is not an easy character to deal with. Prince Le wants to protect Jiang Qin. After all, she is his niece. She lost her mother when she was a child and was sent to a Taoist sect to practice magic. Although she is said to be a princess, she has not really enjoyed her life as a princess.
"Okay, I should go see the princess."
Jiang Qin did not hear the underlying meaning of Prince Le's words, but simply thought that he wanted to go and see the princess.
"Prince Le, since our Taoist sect has arrived, I wonder if anyone from the Buddhist sect is here?"
Chimei asked in a deep voice. He was treated as if he were nothing along the way. Prince Le didn't even bother to look at him, so he could only show his presence by deliberately asking questions.
"Amitabha."
With a shout of Buddha's name, Monk Fu Kong walked out with a smile, followed by a young novice monk with eyes rolling around.
"Since both Buddhism and Taoism are here, shouldn't we discuss matters in Jiangcheng?"
As Chimei was speaking, she noticed that the eyes of the guards around her were full of contempt.
This is Prince Le's Mansion. No matter how powerful you are, you are just a guest. The master has not spoken, so it is your turn as a guest to give orders here.
It's a pity that Chimei has been on the mountain for a long time, and he just feels that those guards are just ordinary people who look down on others, and they don't understand how noble his own status is.
"In this case... Blind man, go and ask Xia Lingguan to come over. Let's discuss together what to do about Jiangcheng..."
Prince Le waved his hand generously and said.
The blind man turned around and went out. He wanted to go to Jiangcheng Station to find Xia Zhichan in person.
"Xia... Lingguan?"
Jiang Qin heard it and felt that there was some difference but also some destiny. She made a fist with her left hand, and tapped her fingertips lightly on the word in her palm.
"summer."
