In the very center of Linze City, there stands a seven or eight-foot-high stone tablet, which is taller than any house in the city. This is also a rule set by the city lord, the prince himself - buildings in the city must not be higher than this monument, and any violation will have half of it cut off.
If you think it was built higher than this monument and cut off half of the house, then you are half right. The other half means to cut off half of the owner of the house and the craftsmen involved in building the house. As for whether to cut it in half, or to cut it vertically from the top of the head to between the legs, there is no regulation on this, you can choose it yourself.
how so? Just because the upper half of the stone tablet was densely engraved with many names and dyed red with cinnabar. The lower half of the stele is still empty, very flat, with nothing carved on it, which fully demonstrates the preciousness of the stone - it is actually a huge piece of Phoenix Stone. Yes, the names engraved on it are all the prince's former subordinates. They are all the subordinates who died fighting for the prince. They are all the heroic souls who died fighting for Nanqi. Directly south of the stone monument, there is a temple where chanting can be heard day and night, praying for the heroic spirits and the still living soldiers. The temple was full of incense, and there was an endless stream of believers and pilgrims inside and outside the city. Smoke could be seen rising from a distance, and some people thought there was a fire somewhere. This temple was also the destination of the princess's trip. The bearer carried the princess and landed at the door. In order to show respect, the princess struggled to stand up on one leg and let the two maids support her and slowly moved into the door.
"Amitabha, I didn't know that the princess was here, but I missed her from afar. I apologize for my sin." A monk who was sweeping the floor inside the door said with his palms clasped together.
"It's okay, Master, please don't be too polite. I didn't inform you in advance. It was just because something happened unexpectedly and I had something urgent to do. I didn't know if Master was here." The princess said anxiously.
"I'm here. I heard that Master is giving lectures to his disciples. Madam, you'll be later." After saying this, the monk turned around and went up the steps.
Chen Yuan disguised himself and followed them secretly. Now he bought incense, blended into the crowd, entered the inner hall to light candles, and secretly caught a glimpse of the room the monk entered. After burning the incense, he cleverly sneaked into the inner courtyard behind the hall while others were unprepared.
"Madam, if Master heard that you were here in person, he has dismissed his disciples. Please come to the party to talk." After a while, the monk came back and said.
"Okay, master, please lead the way. You two can help me over." Madam said to the maid again.
"Master! Save me! My son was kidnapped by a ghost a few days ago! Now all the soldiers in the house say they have seen ghosts! What can we do! You are the master, you must save me!" As soon as the princess entered The house cried like pear blossoms and rain.
"Madam, be patient for a moment. Please sit down and talk to me in detail. No matter how you do it or what you do, I will figure it out after you listen." Master Na Feiwen stroked his beard and seemed to have something. .
"Okay, you two, please step aside first!" The princess turned to the two maids and said.
"Yes." The two maids responded at the same time, went out and closed the door slowly.
With a slight "click", the door was completely closed, and the princess stopped crying for an instant. She changed her face faster than flipping through a book, and shouted at the top of her voice: "What happened! Where did you get so many medicines!"
"How do I know! I don't have anything here anymore, I only have a little bit left for when the time comes! It's all for you!" Master Feiwen also instantly lost his fairy-like air and solemnity, and shouted at the top of his voice.
"I used up the last bit of what you gave me yesterday! Who else in this city except you has so many medicines to numb so many people!" said the princess.
"Impossible, the amount is only so much, it was given by the sect master. Besides, even if so many people are paralyzed at the same time, who is that ghost?" the monk said.
"That's right! It's just a small amount of time to let hundreds of people see it without being discovered by anyone who is awake. It's exhausting. She doesn't have that ability." The princess said.
"Didn't you ask her first?" the monk asked.
"I didn't ask, it's definitely not her. I've been in the house all morning. Besides, she doesn't have any medicine in her hand. She always gets it from me," the princess said.
"Then there is only one possibility." The monk said.
"What?" the princess asked in a low voice.
"Those soldiers haven't seen ghosts at all," the monk said.
"Then they collectively said they saw a ghost, but why?" the princess asked.
"Yeah...why?" The monk fell into deep thought.
"Don't talk to yourself from here. Don't worry about this for now. His father will be back tonight, considering the distance. You guys should finish what you need to do quickly." The princess said urgently.
"Don't worry! We're almost there, an hour at most. We could have arrived last night, but we were delayed on the way." The monk said.
"I ask again, it's just like you said, it won't do any harm to my son, right? It won't have any impact at all, right?" the princess asked with concern.
"Put your heart in your stomach, it's like having a dream after a nap. What's the difference between your son and my son? Who am I to lie to? Who can I lie to you?" The monk suddenly whispered.
"Don't say it's useless. If I help you this time, it can be regarded as helping the motherland. No matter what happens in the future, don't hurt my child again." The princess said.
"Absolutely not," the monk said.
After finishing speaking, there was a brief silence in the room.
"But why are you taking him back? Why don't I just let him go on that street in the middle of the night when no one is around, and he will go home naturally when he wakes up." The monk said.
"Isn't it cold? What should I do if my baby is too cold?" the princess said angrily.
"Besides, if I take him back and put him on the bed, it will really look like the ghost sent my son back to me after I asked you to do it. His father would even believe it," the princess added.
"How do you bring it back? It's easy to bring it out, but it's hard to bring it back!" the monk said.
"What's so difficult? The old way is to take him back. I said I'd go in the house, look at things and think about people, put the screen down, then come out and let him close the door, and just wait for him to wake up." The princess said.
"Wonderful, wonderful, the princess is still as smart as ever." The monk praised.
The princess was silent.
Chen Yuan was lying on the beam. Hearing this, he finally understood. This princess clearly knew who the "ghost" was, and she often interacted with her. And this princess seems to be a princess from some home country! This monk must also be from that country. The two are old acquaintances, and maybe they have some old friendship. Out of curiosity, I took a careful peek at the monk - wasn't this the fortune teller from yesterday? The level of disguise yesterday was not that good either, Chen Yuan thought to himself, he could tell at a glance that he was that person. Chen Yuan retracted his head again, lay down and pondered: It was exactly as he guessed, the young prince was stolen out by the princess and handed over to this bald donkey. And the old bald donkey and the princess didn't know what they were doing. It didn't look like they wanted to harm the young prince. The princess's concerned tone and eyes towards her child could not be faked. They seemed to be waiting for someone to come and do something to the young prince, and the princess was also worried that what she did would harm the young prince. The person I was waiting for was supposed to arrive yesterday, but was delayed by something. He would arrive in a while.
"Where is Yun'er? Are you okay? I want to take a look." The princess broke the silence for a moment and asked.
"It's very good. It's in this room. Don't look at it. It's very troublesome. Anyway, I'll take it back soon. Be patient." The monk said.
"Where is it in the house?" The princess muttered, looking up and down, left and right, Chen Yuan shrank his body again, and pressed against the beam.
"Where are you looking? I can hang it on the beam for you! Stop looking for it. It's very safe." The monk said with a smile, pulling the princess's gaze back.
"Even if they search the whole city for the young prince, they can't find him here. Even if they find this room, they won't dare to find where he is hiding." The monk said proudly.
Chen Yuan rolled his eyes when he heard this on Liang Shang: You might as well just say clearly that the young prince was stuffed into the Buddha statue behind me.
"How long will the process take?" the princess asked again.
"Half an hour is enough," the monk said.
"Then I'll go back first. In two hours, I'll find a way to come back to you and take him back." The princess said.
"Don't worry, you and him will be fine." The monk said.
"Qing'er!" the princess called loudly.
"Squeak-" Two maids opened the door and walked in.
"Help me go back." The princess said, then turned around and said: "Then I will follow what you said, master. In two hours, when the Yang energy has subsided, I will bring my son's underwear and ask you to do it. "
"What an excuse!" Chen Yuan thought to himself, and went back justifiably.
"Madam, let's go. It's a very important matter. I'll prepare here first. Madam, if your legs and feet are inconvenient, just ask the bearers to carry you directly into the house when you come later. If you're not rude, no one will blame you." The monk said.
"What a bald donkey!" Chen Yuan praised again, and justifiably asked to bring the box in so that he could pretend to leave.
The princess nodded her head in thanks, and Bald Donkey clasped his hands and bowed his head in return. Both of them had a slight smile on their lips, and at the same time they returned to normal the moment they raised their heads. The two looked at each other, and the princess went out of the door with the help of the maid Dao. The bald donkey followed closely. To complete the show, it was natural to send the princess out of the temple.
"I'll wait here and see what this bald donkey is going to do." Chen Yuan thought to himself, and jumped to the side of the tall Buddha statue. When he landed, there was no sound at all, not even a little bit of wind, and not a trace of dust. Didn't raise it either. Chen Yuan walked around the Buddha statue, and also curled his fingers and tapped it with "bang bang bang". Sure enough, everywhere else was a solid mud tire, only there was a hollow sound coming from the lower back, which was hollow. .
"How to open it?" Chen Yuan pondered.
"You can't beat him to pieces with one punch! It's too low-level." Chen Yuan thought to himself.
"Where can the mechanism be? It must be nearby. It can't be in the courtyard." Chen Yuan muttered as he circled around the Buddha statue, touching here and there to see if he could open the back of the Buddha statue. At this time, there was the sound of footsteps. It was the bald donkey who was back!
"Why so fast? It took half a quarter of an hour to follow the pretentious princess to the temple entrance? Why are you back now?" Chen Yuan wondered. At this moment, he was right in front of the Buddha statue. He was in a hurry. I got under the altar table, and only after I got in did I find that the table circumference was not long enough and did not hang down to the ground. It was too late to go out again. Chen Yuan looked up and saw a reinforcement bar nailed in the middle of the back of the table, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Stretch out three fingers to pinch the bar, and then lift your feet off the ground. Just like that, Chen Yuan hung himself under the altar table like a bat with three fingers, and he didn't know how long he had to hang there. Anyway, his face was very relaxed, as comfortable as lying on a lounge chair under the shade of flowers in the afternoon after eating and drinking, stroking his bulging belly.
The bald donkey's feet entered the door, first stood still for a moment, then paced back and forth in the room, and during a cup of tea, shouted into the yard: "Jingming!"
The sound of trampling footsteps came from a distance. From the sound and frequency, Chen Yuan guessed that he was not very tall. Sure enough, a child came in, bowed and said, "Master, what are your instructions?" It was an adult's voice that spoke.
"There must be no mistakes in what I will do for the city lord's wife after two hours. We must start preparations now. Go out and close the courtyard door and stand guard at the door. No one is allowed to come in before opening the door for the master." Bald Donkey said.
"I obey, Master. Even the abbot is not allowed in?" the old boy added.
"If the abbot comes, just announce it loudly." Bald Donkey said.
"Yes." The old boy bowed and left the courtyard. The monk followed him and bolted the door. After returning to the house, he walked straight to the altar table where Chen Yuan was hiding and stood still. Chen Yuan frowned and became slightly nervous when he saw that both of the bald donkey's toes had entered the table.
"Hmm!" I heard the monk exert himself. It turned out that he pressed his hands on the table and exerted force downwards. The four legs of the table sank two inches downward. Then he heard a "click" sound coming from behind the Buddha statue. Chen Yuan thought that the mechanism was here. After looking for it for a long time, it turned out that it was in my hand. It has to be said that Chen Yuan's Qing Gong has reached its peak. He was hanging under the table without actually activating this mechanism. The monk walked over quickly, and there was no movement for a while.
Chen Yuan came out lightly and turned behind the Buddha statue. He saw a hole half a person's height opened in the back of the Buddha statue. People had to squat down to get in. However, after going in and squatting for only two steps, I could stand up. It was a passage leading underground. Only the opening was small, but the space inside was large enough, and there were even steps. Chen Yuan walked down the stairs with his back against the wall. If he heard someone coming up, he could swim up the wall at any time. After walking a hundred steps, we went down the last step. The space here is not big. It is a three-foot-square space. Two rooms without doors occupy half of it. The rest is an open space with some wine jars piled in the corner. and wheat straw, and nothing more. Gao Ye was only about ten feet tall. There were torches on the surrounding walls, but they were not lit. There was only a cluster of firelight in the entire cave at the moment, illuminating one of the rooms. In the room, there was an earthen platform piled against the wall, which was considered a fire. A bed was set up, with a thick layer of wheat straw on it, which served as a mattress. Although the young prince had been doted on by his parents since he was a child, he had never been pampered, but this bed was probably the worst bed he had slept in in so many years. Under the bright light, the monk remained silent, looking at the young prince who was breathing evenly, and said to himself: "You are sleeping so soundly, don't worry, you are your mother's lifeblood, I will not hurt you, You can go home with your mother tonight. There is no other way to slap you. I have already cured the poison for you. It’s your fault that you are naughty and love to run around. If you know something you shouldn’t know, forget it. You didn't even tell your mother." It turned out that the beggar who slapped Ran Yun was also dressed as a bald donkey.
After the monk finished speaking, he sighed and turned around with a torch. Chen Yuan had actually been standing behind the monk the whole time, and the monk didn't notice at all. The monk turned around holding the torch, and Chen Yuan also moved his steps, turning around and remaining standing in the darkness behind him. The monk suddenly turned around again as if he remembered something. Chen Yuan almost couldn't keep up and cursed secretly: "What a bald donkey."
The monk slowly inserted the torch into the groove on the wall, slowly took out a small wooden box from his arms, picked up a piece of wheat straw from the bed, scraped the contents of the box, and gently wiped the The young prince's nose is among the best. Then he threw away the wheat straw, rubbed his hands on his body again, picked up the torch and turned around to leave. Chen Yuan did not follow him and left. After a while, he heard a faint "click" sound in the distance. Knowing that the bald donkey had left the secret room, he slowly sat down on the wheat straw bed, making the "mattress" crackle under him. .
Chen Yuan also took out two straws, picked up the one the monk threw on the ground with chopsticks, smelled it, and then quickly used his luck to force out all the breath he had just taken. He cursed in a low voice: "This damn bald donkey actually made hemp boiling powder into hemp boiling ointment, and continued to apply it under Ran Yun's nose. No wonder the young prince remains in a coma."
Chen Yuan looked at the sleeping young prince, with a smile on his lips, and his shoulders were soaked with drool. So I felt relieved. It seemed that the bald donkey really didn't want to hurt the young prince. It was just that he just said that the young prince knew something he shouldn't know. Could it be that this thing was something they were eager to know? Moreover, the young prince did not even tell the princess about this thing. The princess must have asked insinuatingly under the instruction of the bald donkey, but to no avail. The person they are waiting for will come soon. Is there any way to make the young prince speak? Chen Yuan thought in his heart and gave up the plan of taking the young prince out at this moment. Firstly, the young prince would definitely not be in danger of his life. Secondly, he really wanted to know the ins and outs of this whole thing. This group of people set up such a clever trap just to learn something from the young prince. What exactly is it? Chen Yuan felt like there were hundreds of cat claws scratching in his heart, and his lower abdomen was itching from the bottom of his heart. It was even more itchy than Dai Er when he learned that the most beautiful woman in the world was waiting for him on the bed at the moment. So Chen Yuan decided to wait for that person's arrival with Bald Lu. He also wanted to see what means the person could use to get him to speak without hurting the young prince. He also wanted to hear what the young prince would say. While Chen Yuan was thinking about it, he walked around the entire cave room. There was no place to hide, there was no furniture, and there was no place to hide. Hiding behind the pile of wine jars, I was afraid that I wouldn't hear clearly. Use the gecko wall-walking technique to suck you to the top of the cave, and you can only pray that they won't look up when the time comes. Just like before, just keep standing behind you, it's not very realistic. After a while, there are two people, maybe even more, and their common blind spots will be very few, and they will change at any time. And all the torches will definitely be lit soon. Then the whole cave will be very bright, and the shadows will also reveal their traces. Chen Yuan picked his eyebrows with a headache, looked at the sleeping young prince, and suddenly became happy - he slowly pushed Ran Yun to one side, dug out a hole in the thick wheat straw under him, and lay down in it. Then he covered himself with wheat straw and the young prince. Very good, no flaws. The only flaw is breathing. Wan Quanqi can just have the same frequency as the young prince when he sees it.
There was no sound in the quiet secret room, not even a breath of wind. Listening to the young prince's breathing, he didn't know how long it had been, but Chen Yuan himself was about to fall asleep. At this moment, there was a crisp "click" sound, which made Chen Yuan become more energetic. "Here we come!" Chen Yuan said in his heart, already trembling with excitement. When people are about to learn something they have always wanted to know, especially when it is still a secret, it is inevitable to be a little excited. The wheat straw rustled slightly twice, and then returned to deathly silence as Chen Yuan adjusted his breathing.
