Chapter 95: Stolen from the Supervisory Temple

With confusion and cold eyes, Di Yun has never seen it since he took office as Zuo Juxing. But the little marquis of the Yanyun Marquis' Mansion in front of him has truly become the second scar!

Li Mu, the prime minister of white clothes, had a high level of Confucianism, and he had just preconceived ideas when he was young. However, Pei Donglai personally investigated the veins around his body that day, and the thunder and fire energy was mottled. Even with the secret techniques of the Taixue Palace, the progress of martial arts could not be so fast.

Xuanfei Realm - That is a goal that many ordinary people may not be able to achieve after spending their entire lives.

But it took only a few months before Pei Donglai went from Donglin Mansion to Dongdu. In just a few months, could it be possible to transform people?

Feeling this sword-like gaze, Pei Donglai felt countless poisonous snakes spitting their cores and staring at him.

"Cough, cough - Zuo Duanxing's style is still the same!" Pei Donglai felt very depressed in his chest and bowed: "Thank you just now!"

The power of "burning all over the world" is far beyond the power of Pei Donglai just now. If Zuo Duoxing had not taken action in time, he would probably have been lying aside like a dead dog and suffered from the torture of fierce fire.

"I just took action for the master, not for anyone!" Di Yun's tone was still so cold, but there was a little more Xiyi in his eyes: "With your current cultivation level, would you still have to pretend to cough in front of me?"

"Zuo Duoxing was joking, and Shangguan Qian just took the powerful move. Although I could protect my whole body, I could not resist the momentum like a spark that spreads to the prairie—"

"oh?"

The surroundings were deserted and the dilapidated situation added a bit strange to Zuo Duoxing's doubtful voice. Several military officers from the Supervision Temple in the dark stared at Pei Donglai with cold eyes, and as long as Zuo Duoxing gave an order, he would take it down.

Zuo Duoxing, who was beautiful and beautiful, had a voice that was extremely cold at this moment: "Didn't the Taixue Palace teach the little marquis what his life-saving skills were taught? For example, the ancient book of hunting in Nanshan--"

"Zuo Juxing, are you interrogating me?"

The eyes were facing each other, and the two eyes were sharp. One was unfathomable, the other was clear and clear.

However, no one has ever experienced any fluctuations.

In an instant, Zuo Duanxing smiled and said, "Little Marquis, you and Prince Shangguan are fighting on the East Street, causing casualties and damage to the people. You should also go to the Supervisory Temple with me—"

Whoosh —

As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flashed behind Pei Donglai. He reached out and grabbed his arms.

Po! Po!

As soon as the hands of several people touched, they were immediately bounced away by the gentle Haoran righteous spirit. Their expressions suddenly changed and they wanted to take them down.

"Get back!" Zuo Duanxing waved his sleeves, and remained coldly: "The little marquis is full of fame and reputation, and the Confucian way. This case has not been decided, so you cannot let it go—"

"yes!"

"Little Marquis, please!"

Pei Donglai looked calm, turned his head and smiled slightly at Hou Junji and Lu Tao, and followed Zuo Duoxing's footsteps.

...

The Supervisory Temple is located to the west of the Eastern Capital. This is not only the Supervisory Temple, but also the Tianzhu is also set up here. Therefore, when many people talk about the west side of the Eastern Capital, they all have strange expressions. Judging from Pei Donglai's eyes, the Supervisory Temple of the Chu Dynasty is equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's Jinyiwei. If it is under the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty, it will naturally be to clear the administration.

But once you encounter a foolish king, the supervision temple will definitely be like a wild horse that has escaped its reins.

In any case, its mystery and gloom have always been feared by officials. Once they enter the Supervisory Temple and want to come out, most of them will have to peel off even if they don’t die.

"Really speaking, the fight between the prince and the prince should belong to the Nanya. Why did the Supervision Temple be dispatched this time?" Pei Donglai followed slowly and felt a thrill in his heart: "Did Zuo Duoxing have arrived long ago, or have he arrived just now?"

The tall courtyard gate was pitch black at first glance. Such an atmosphere made people feel a little creepy. Two strange beasts with green hair and unique horns stared coldly at the surroundings, looking up at it as if they were looking at it.

It is rumored that Xie Feng understands people's words and knows human nature. It has a wide glare, can distinguish right from wrong, can recognize good, evil, loyalty and treacherous, and finds evil officials, and touches them with their horns and then eat them.

There are two such strange beasts guarding the gate, which is enough to make the corrupt officials who come to lose their legs and feet.

"Little Marquis, please!"

The two people following behind reached out and led the way forward. The black-armored guards standing on both sides had no eyelids raised.

Zuo Duoxing had already taken the lead in, and Pei Donglai followed the two of them in with a raised eyebrow.

—

After bringing Shangguan Qian and Pei Donglai back, Di Yun wrapped his robe and headed to a room in the inner courtyard. The most depressing thing about the Supervision Temple was this inner courtyard. There was no trace of light that could pour in.

Even Di Yun felt a little uncomfortable every time he entered the inner courtyard.

"Have you found anything?"

Before Di Yun could enter the room, strange sounds came from all directions.

After stopping and bowing to the room, he said: "The sword technique used by Prince Shangguan should have been inherited from the realm of sealing swords. It was just the little marquis of the Yanyun Marquis Mansion--"

"What?" Although it was a question, there was no trace of turmoil in his tone.

"In addition to his Confucianism, he also possesses one of the eight heavenly dragon figures of Tantric Buddhism!"

Hearing Di Yun's words, a slight fluctuation suddenly occurred in the darkness of the inner courtyard: "Oh?"

"The three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are all different, and the Eight Heavenly Dragons are the secrets that the Tantric Buddhism does not pass on. This little marquis is quite strange. The Taixue Palace claims that no one has been born in nearly a hundred years, but Li Mu still hangs in the world--" as if he was talking to himself, and it seemed that he was telling something for Zuo Jue Zhen: "The spy who entered the Dao Xuanzong said that the two factions of good and evil had a secular agreement a hundred years ago. Now that a hundred years are approaching, the battle of Nanshan has already appeared - Di Yun, the acquisition of Shangguan Qian and Pei Donglai this time is of great importance. Even if the Duke and Marquis of the two palaces arrive in person, they will not be released!"

Di Yun's eyes flashed, and he kept all these words in his heart.

"Di Yun understands!"

"As Zuo Juxing, who is the Supervisory Temple, you should be decisive. With the fate of a few people, you may get more fate. Do you understand?"

"yes."

Di Yun, who was slightly bent, had a little confused in his eyes, and then bowed and left the inner courtyard.

...

"Bastard! I am the prince of the Grand Tutor's Mansion and the Imperial Guard. What right do you have to entrust me? Even if this battle is over, it should be handed over to the Nanya for trial. Moreover, even if I want to take me, I should apply for approval from the Grand Tutor's Mansion-"

Following the other party step by step to prison, Shangguan Qian's roar and scolding suddenly echoed in Pei Donglai's ears.

Shangguan Qian, who was leaping and scolding, saw Pei Donglai coming in slowly, his expression changed suddenly, and then he laughed: "Pei Donglai, you are here too!"

Regardless of the expression or tone, it seems that he is welcoming friends.

Pei Donglai glanced at him without saying a word.

"According to the convention of the Supervision Temple, it is ineligible to entrust Shangguan Gan as well as in prison. If you serve as the Imperial Guardian, you must pass the Grand Governor's Office--" Pei Donglai was locked up in the prison cell opposite Shangguan Gan, and sat quietly: "The Emperor directly belongs to the Emperor, I think it should be to increase the competition for more interests in the court!"

The two of them had a brief confrontation and they immediately became quiet.

In the entire prison, Pei Donglai and Shangguan Gan are now locked up. This quiet atmosphere makes people feel very depressed.

They don't have too much concern about their situation.

No matter how big the matter was, both of them knew that they were just a small stone. What was stirring up was just a few ripples!

—

A group of people was rarely heading towards the Supervisory Temple at this moment, and several guards followed by a luxurious sedan chair.

Mrs. Xuan Hui sat in the sedan chair with a cold expression. When her son entered the Supervisory Temple, she didn't have much worry. However, the gloomy look at the corners of her eyebrows was particularly cunning.

"It's this bastard from Pei's mansion again!"

A few cold waves flashed through Mrs. Xuan Hui's eyes in the sedan chair.

Not only did Yan'er beheaded, but he dared not distinguish between high and low, and contradicted the master. Now he let his godfather enter the inspection temple again! Fighting in the streets, killing and injuring innocent people. This is clearly destroying my son's future—

"Madam, here."

When Mrs. Xuan Hui heard the guards outside the sedan chair speak, she looked slightly relieved. She looked elegant and luxurious, so she slowly got out of the sedan chair.

Others were afraid of this supervisory temple. As the wife of the Grand Master, she was not afraid of the first-class imperial edict at all.

"Zhang's family in Shangguanfu, visit the temple minister."

With fair and slender hands, he personally handed the prayer letter to the black-armored guardian's hand. There was no trace of other noble ladies' contempt.

The black armored guard still had the same expression. After taking the greeting, he said coldly: "Madam, please wait for a moment--"

Soon, Di Yun stepped out of the Supervisory Temple. He was very kind and thoughtful: "Madam Xuanhui, the son was guilty of disturbing public order. It was a joke to fight with Pei Donglai, the young marquis of the Yanyun Marquis' Mansion, on the East Street. However, later, the son's sword was too powerful, and several people in the street restaurants were killed and injured - this matter -"

Before Di Yun finished speaking, Mrs. Xuan Hui raised her eyebrows: "Although I am just a woman, I also know the principle of 'a slap can't be slapped'. Listening to Master Zuo Duoxing's meaning, it seems that this matter is all on my son's head!?"

"My son has good character. If the young master from the Yanyun Hou family did not offend him, he would definitely not be so impulsive-"

There was no slight anger in his tone, but every word was extremely clever.

The streets outside the Supervisory Temple are wide but deserted. But today, they have broken the rules-
Chapter completed!