"Monk Huicong!" Wang Wenzuo coughed: "This relic shouldn't belong to Dinglin Temple, right?"
"No, it was originally treasured in the pagoda of Maitreya Temple!"
"That's good!" Wang Wenzuo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Then why are you hesitating? Could it be that you don't want to rebuild Dinglin Temple!"
"No, how could that be possible!" Huicong shook his head: "It's just that this relic is a national treasure of Baekje. How could I sell it to -" just to rebuild the temple?
"Hahaha!" Wang Wenzuo suddenly laughed: "Huicong, you are so confused!"
"Confused?"
"Let me ask you, where did the relic come from? Why is it Baekje's national treasure?"
"The relic is a gift from the Emperor of Sui Dynasty of your country. It can promote Buddhism, convert people's hearts, make the family and country safe and peaceful, and live forever!"
"The emperor of the Sui Dynasty gave you, Goguryeo, and Silla each a relic. However, the three kingdoms continued to attack and kill each other, and the lives of all people were devastated. He also died in the second generation, and the ancestral temple was not saved. Baekje built a pagoda to worship the relic. It cannot be said to be disrespectful and pious. , and now that the royal capital has been destroyed and the royal family and nobles have moved to Chang'an, how can our family and country be safe and live forever?"
"This -" Huicong was immediately speechless. Wang Wenzuo's words struck a chord deep in his heart and could not be argued with. After a few minutes, he retorted: "Perhaps Baekje is not pious enough in serving Buddhism, so -"
"Haha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "Let's not argue about this issue. After all, no one can know whether the Baekje people were pious or not. But one thing is certain, relying on relics alone cannot make the country healthy, right? ?”
"Since you think the relics are of no use, why do you ask for them from me?"
"It's not me who wants it, but Her Majesty the Queen. Do you understand?" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "We, the warriors, are just like those arrows, we only shoot according to orders. Monk Huicong, I won't hide it from you, Queen. Your Majesty has sent noble people here for this relic. Once the imperial edict is issued, it will be like an arrow leaving the string and can no longer be undone. Even if the relic is hidden in the sky, it will be found in the end. No one can do this. Change. Rather than being found by others, if you find it, at least Dinglin Temple can be rebuilt!"
Huicong lowered his head and said nothing. Apparently he heard the threat in Wang Wenzuo's words. Wang Wenzuo did not press him, but quietly waited for him to make a decision.
"Actually, the poor monk doesn't know where the relic is now!" Huicong raised his head and said.
"It doesn't matter, as long as there are clues, the investigation is my business!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "As long as the relic is found in the end, it will be your credit!"
"If the relic can really be found, will Her Majesty the Queen really order the reconstruction of Dinglin Temple?" Hui Cong still couldn't believe it.
"Haha!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "Monk Huicong, what are you still worried about? Her Majesty the Queen issued an order to find the relics, which shows that she believes in Buddhism. Is it strange that people who believe in Buddhism build Buddhist temples? As for the cost, it is naturally Baekje. The person is responsible for it. At most, she can distribute hundreds of pieces of silk and be exempted from taxes for half a year. For her, it is just a drop in the bucket, so why bother? Instead of worrying about this, you should worry about how to find the relics! "
"The relic was originally in the underground palace of the Maitreya Temple pagoda!" Monk Huicong whispered: "When the royal capital fell, Monk Dingyuan of Maitreya Temple took out the golden bottle and escaped."
"Monk Dingyuan? What a majestic name!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "Then the relic is in the golden vase?"
"Yes, the relic is a Buddha treasure and must be placed in a gold vase decorated with seven treasures!"
"Well, where is this Dingyuan monk now?"
"I met Master Daochen once when I was at his place. It was because of this that I knew the relic was at his place, but now I don't know where it is!" At this point, Huicong raised his head and looked at it carefully. Wang Wenzuo glanced at him, fearing that the other party would be angry because the clue was broken here.
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo nodded with satisfaction: "In this way, at least you are not clueless. Monk Huicong, you go to rest first, and I will take you to see someone when it gets up!"
For Liu Yuanzhen, visitors at Yuzhong (9am to 11am) are extremely rare and can even be said to be rude. According to the customs of the upper class in Chang'an and Luoyang, this time is still a long time before waking up from a good dream. Long night! It would take at least another hour for them to start the beautiful and gorgeous day called "today". So it is not difficult to understand his surprise and annoyance when he learned of Wang Wenzuo's visit.
"This rude barbarian!" Liu Yuanzhen rubbed his eyebrows and cursed angrily.
"Yes, yes, the little man will go and chase this guy away first, and let him come back in the afternoon?" the servant asked carefully.
"Forget it, take him to the study!" Liu Yuanzhen waved his hand: "There must be something important for coming so early. This is not Chang'an, so we have to make do with it!"
The house slave had long been accustomed to Liu Yuanzhen's capriciousness. He kowtowed and exited the door. Liu Yuanzhen patted his palms twice, and the maid outside hurriedly came in to help him wash and dress. He couldn't help but shook his head: "I really can't stay in this damn place for too long. I have to finish my errands and go back as soon as possible!"
When Liu Yuanzhen walked into the study, Wang Wenzuo and Hui Cong had been waiting for two-quarters of an hour. They quickly bowed to Liu Yuanzhen. After bowing politely, Wang Wenzuo pointed at Hui Cong and said, "Mr. Lang, this one knows the whereabouts of the relic!"
"What?" Liu Yuanzhen's sleepiness immediately disappeared: "Seriously?"
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo repeated what Huicong said last night, and finally said: "But the official boldly promised him that if the relics are recovered from his road, Her Majesty the Queen will issue an order to rebuild the settlement. Lin Si, please forgive me!"
"It doesn't matter! If not, how can we get him to search for it!" Liu Yuanzhen is not a rigid person. He nodded and said to Huicong: "I am Liu Yuanzhen, the supervisor of the mutual market of the Shaofu. Before the trip, Her Majesty the Queen had He said, if we can find the relics, we can do it easily, and there will be no problem in rebuilding the temple!"
Due to the language barrier, Huicong couldn't understand what Liu Yuanzhen said, but the unique magnanimity and majesty of a superior person could not be faked. He hesitated and said to Wang Wenzuo: "Wang joins the army, the poor monk has an incompetent person." The request of etiquette is unfounded, can you—"
"You want to put it on paper?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Exactly!" Huicong replied cautiously.
"I can help you convey it, but whether you agree or not is not up to me!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and conveyed Huicong's plea to Liu Yuanzhen.
