Seeing how excited he was, He Lanhui hurriedly said: "Calm down. He hasn't lost his hair yet. If you want to stop it, it's too late."
After hearing this, He Lanyin glanced at Wang Cheng and ordered: "Go and invite Mr. Anle into the palace quickly."
Wang Cheng immediately responded: "Yes. I will send someone to invite you now."
He turned around and was about to leave, but when he reached the entrance of the palace, He Lanyin stopped him again: "Wait a minute, that's it, that's it. I'll go with you."
He stood up and was about to walk out of the temple.
He wanted to go to Changzhao Temple in person, firstly to ask Anlejun to come back, and secondly to take a look at Sang Ning. Leaving her alone in the mountains, he always felt that she would be lonely and scared.
He Lanhui didn't know what he was thinking, but she still held his arm and said with disgust in her eyes: "Take care of yourself before you go. Look, your beard is flying all over your face."
He Lanyin was going to see Sang Ning, so he would naturally pay special attention to his image.
He stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at his haggard self in the mirror, and felt disgusted: Yes, he couldn't see her like this, it would scare her.
He hurriedly took a bath, washed his hair, shaved, and changed into new clothes. After working for an hour, he changed his appearance and became a new person.
The carriage is ready.
The Imperial Guards held weapons and stood densely around the carriage.
When He Lanyin got on the carriage, he saw Handa, the commander of the Forbidden Army, and asked him to get up with him.
Due to the emperor's assassination, Han Da has been personally escorting the emperor these days. With the emperor's permission, Han Da got on the carriage and knelt in front of him, with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, please take care of your dragon body."
He Lanyin nodded, pinched his temples, and said wistfully: "I have been so confused these past few days that I didn't even ask you about the assassin."
Seeing that he had asked, Han Da hurriedly reported back: "Chief Guard Chen has already interrogated him and checked the identity of the assassin one by one. He is a remnant of the Yan Kingdom. The female assassin is Murong Li, the third princess of the Yan Kingdom. Murong Li passed away many years ago. Married to Shuzhou, with the fall of the Yan Kingdom, I was also rejected by my husband's family, and then resented you, so I recruited a group of Yan Kingdom patriots to come to Jingdu for revenge."
"It turned out to be a fish that slipped through the net of the royal family of Yan Kingdom."
"Exactly. It is up to Your Majesty to decide how to punish him."
"What's the decision? Kill without mercy."
He Lanyin held his forehead, his face was calm, and his words were murderous: "The leader, cut the body into pieces with five horses, and exposed the body for three days."
Han Da did not expect such torture. He was stunned for a while and couldn't bear it: "Your Majesty, after all, Murong Li is a princess of a country and a woman. This, such a way to die..."
It's so unseemly.
It's too brutal.
It seriously affected the image of his new monarch.
Helan Yin understood his concerns and sneered: "My queen is also a woman. She killed my queen."
When he thought of Sang Ning's death in Murong Li's hands, he had the urge to destroy the world.
The violence in his bones was rising, and there was no difference between men and women in his eyes.
Han Da kowtowed and said, "I hope Your Majesty will think twice."
He knew that the problem was with Sang Ning, so he said in Sang Ning's name: "The Queen passed away, and you said you wanted to accumulate merit for her. Your Majesty, if you do so now, I am afraid that you will lose the Queen's merit."
His brain was very flexible and he knew how to talk about things with Sanning.
When Helan Yin saw him mentioning Sanning, he was finally moved: "That's it, let me think about it again."
He didn't want Murong Li to have an easy time, and he didn't want her to die so easily.
Han Da accepted the suggestion and did not persuade him any further.
He had no intention of interceding for the remnants of the Yan Kingdom, he just cared about the emperor's image and was as loyal as him, and did not want a woman to tarnish the emperor's reputation.
The carriage roared along.
He Lanyin thought about Sang Qi's poisoning again, and asked casually: "Is there any clue about An Lejun's poisoning?"
Han Da replied: "This matter is under investigation by the Criminal Investigation Department. I haven't received any specific information yet."
After hearing this, He Lanyin closed his eyes and didn't ask any more questions.
Soon the carriage arrived at Changzhao Temple.
There are 999 steps in Changzhao Temple.
When He Lanyin walked up, his legs were sore and he was panting from exhaustion.
I have never felt this tired before.
During the war in the past, he fought vigorously for three days in a row.
He was born with supernatural powers and was known to the whole army.
His current state made him alert and self-deprecating: "Handa, I am only eighteen. My man is like the rising sun, and my heart is like the setting sun. Oh, the emperor is not a hero, and my eighteen-year-old heart is already old."
When the heart gets old, the body gets old.
Han Da had been by his side. Hearing his sigh, he looked frightened and comforted: "Your Majesty said something serious. No matter who it is, losing a loved one is a big blow. Your Majesty, please forgive me. Time is the best antidote." I believe that Your Majesty will come out soon."
He Lanyin didn't say anything, simply arranged his clothes and stepped into Changzhao Temple.
The abbot of Changzhao Temple came with the monks to greet him.
"Amitabha--"
The host Yi Nian put his hands together and bowed.
He is over sixty years old and is in good spirits. Under the loose monk's robe, his thin figure is very powerful. He walks as light as the wind.
Helan Yin recognized him. He was responsible for the enshrinement of Sang Ning's spiritual tablet. Therefore, he clasped his hands and saluted him before saying that he wanted to see Zen Master Jingchen.
Host Yi Nian originally wanted to take him there in person, but He Lanyin refused: "I won't bother Host Yin Nian. Just send a young novice to lead the way."
"good."
As soon as he thought about hosting, he arranged for a young novice monk to lead the way.
He Lanyin followed the young novice monk to the back mountain where Zen Master Jingchen meditated.
There is a 200-year-old Bodhi tree planted in the back hill.
The bodhi tree branches are lush and leafy, covering a large area of green shade.
Zen Master Jingchen sat under the green shade, playing chess and drinking tea with Sang Qi, looking very uncomfortable.
"Your Majesty is here."
Sang Qi was the first to notice the emperor's figure. After all, there were so many people, and if he didn't notice it, he would be as blind as a blind person.
He quickly stood up, stepped forward to greet him, clasped his hands together and said, "Duan Chen has met Your Majesty."
Break the dust?
The Buddhist name he gave himself?
Helan Yin frowned when he heard this: "End the world? End the world of mortals? Mr. Anle, do you want to become a monk after seeing through the world of mortals?"
Sang Qi nodded and said, "Yes. There are many worries in the world of mortals. Cutting off one's hair will relieve a thousand worries."
He Lanyin sneered: "I still have these three thousand worries, so don't make me worry anymore."
He is not allowed to become a monk.
Sanning would not agree either.
He thought of Sang Ning, then looked at Jingchen, walked over, and sat on the futon where Sang Qi was sitting: "I'm confused."
Jingchen smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please tell me."
He Lanyin didn't say anything, looked at Sang Qi who was following him, waved his hand, and motioned for him to go further away.
Private conversations are not allowed to be intercepted.
Although Sang Qi was curious, he still walked away.
Walking away with him were Handa and other forbidden troops.
Birds chirped.
The wind blows the leaves.
He Lanyin looked at the chessboard, pinched the chess piece on Sanqi's side, took a step, and at the same time, raised his eyes to look at him and asked: "Zen Master Jingchen, are there really gods and Buddhas in this world? You Buddhists, really Can you become a god or a Buddha? Do you think there are people from other worlds in this world?"
What does Sanning mean by not being from this world?
Is she a deity or a visitor from another world?
