In the small building on the back hill of Huguo Zen Temple, Master Mingguang was sitting upstairs, drinking tea and looking at the flying snow outside the window. The orange-red fire in the stove not far away drove away the winter chill, and he sat alone
There was a bit of loneliness beside the bed.
Slow and steady footsteps came from downstairs. Master Mingguang looked back and saw Xie Yan standing at the top of the stairs a moment later.
Xie Yan was wearing a black gown, with a few snowflakes on his shoulders that had not melted away.
Seeing him, Master Xie Yanmingguang smiled and said, "Here you come? Sit down."
Xie Yan walked forward without saying a word and sat down opposite Master Mingguang.
Master Mingguang, who returned to the Huguo Zen Temple and resumed his monk attire, seemed to have returned to his original peace, without the anger that could not be concealed that day in Prince Mu's Mansion, as if he was really a highly virtuous and respected monk.
Master Mingguang reached out and poured a cup of tea for Xie Yan, and then asked: "You came to me at this time, but what do you want to say?"
Xie Yan said solemnly: "The Yao family's case has almost reached its conclusion, and it will be announced to the public in the next two days."
"Oh?" Master Mingguang raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not appear excited, "When did the Criminal Department and Dali Temple move so quickly?"
This is not because Master Mingguang deliberately belittled the imperial court, but a major case like the Yao family's extermination is extremely cumbersome in itself. It would take several days to look through the files, not to mention that this was a case more than ten years ago. Usually it is not
Even if it takes two or three months, it won't be finished. This time it is indeed surprisingly fast.
This is naturally not because the efficiency of the Sansi Yamen has suddenly improved, but because the files handed over by Xie Yan have clear and detailed evidence, and the prisoners who were lucky enough to escape from Yao Zhong were also handed over. These people have not lived a good life these years.
Great, now that he is arrested and brought to justice, it is difficult to say whether it is torture or relief.
On the other hand, the Yamen's biggest focus is still on Prince Ning's case. There are no relevant stakeholders in this old case of the Yao family, so it will naturally be handled quickly.
In addition to excluding Dingyang Houfu, Xie Yan did not cover up Prince Mu and his wife. So much so that the officials who got the file did not know how to look at His Highness the Regent. His Highness the Regent had a close relationship with Prince Mu's House.
It's not a secret. Is this killing relatives out of justice or taking personal revenge?
Xie Yan explained his decision to deal with King Mu and Princess Mu, and Yao Zhong naturally had no objection.
Anyway, if Prince Mu and his wife are in his hands, they will definitely not be able to enter the Jinshui Villa. Unless the regent or the emperor gives permission, no one else can enter the Jinshui Villa, so naturally no one will know about it.
Maybe one day he will send these two people to Jinshui Villa, but it will never be now.
Xie Yan did not ask what happened to his parents, but said: "The case will be officially announced to the world in two days. Is your uncle really not planning to visit Xinzhou to take a look?"
Master Mingguang sighed softly and said: "It still doesn't work, let's talk about it later. If you have free time, send someone back to sweep the tomb and take care of the house."
Xie Yan did not force himself, but asked: "What Mrs. Su means is that the court should grant the Yao family a title, you..."
"Yao Zhong is dead." Master Mingguang said indifferently, "After the murder of the Yao family was announced to the world, my responsibilities as a member of the Yao family were over. Now I am already an outsider, with no title or anything.
It’s just a passing cloud.”
Xie Yan looked at him silently and said nothing. Yao Zhong smiled and picked up the tea cup and took a sip of hot tea. "Not to mention the Yao family, even if it is as powerful as the royal family, it will disappear in the long history sooner or later. Why bother to be persistent?"
Listening to this, it seems that all these years of reciting the scriptures have really not been in vain.
"What are your plans for the future?" Xie Yan asked.
Master Mingguang said: "There is still one person whose account has not been settled. I am leaving Shangyong."
"Bai Jingrong?" Xie Yan said.
Master Mingguang smiled and said: "Bai Jingrong has been working hard all her life. I want to see with my own eyes what will happen to her. Does she think that I will really expose this matter without doing it myself? Where in this world is there such a thing?
Something cheap?”
Xie Yan frowned slightly and said, "You let her leave Shangyong because you want her to die in the Qi tribe?"
Master Mingguang smiled compassionately, "If she were to die like this in Shangyong, wouldn't you think it would be a bit disappointing? Whether the world admits it or not, Bai Jingrong is a wonderful woman, and she deserves a unique death."
If Luo Junyao was sitting here, he would definitely curse in his heart: He is indeed a monster monk!
Xie Yan is not as interested as Master Mingguang. In his eyes, death is death.
To get rid of your opponent, just kill them directly.
He only thinks about how to kill the enemy in the quickest and easiest way, rather than thinking about any unique and unique way to die.
"The Bai family is not weak in the Qi tribe." Xie Yan reminded him lightly, if he accidentally overturned the car and fell into Bai Jingrong's hands, Master Mingguang might commit suicide in shame and anger.
Master Mingguang disagreed and said: "The Bai family is indeed very powerful in the Qi tribe, but unfortunately... everyone has their own ideas, and even Bai Jingrong can't control it."
Xie Yan nodded, put a black iron token on the table and pushed it to Master Mingguang, reluctantly saying: "Be careful, if anything happens, you can use this order to ask for help."
Master Mingguang was not polite, stretched out his hand and put the token into his sleeve.
The two sat opposite each other and drank tea for a while, then Xie Yan stood up and said goodbye. He walked downstairs, and just as he was about to go out, he heard a man's painful moans coming from the flower hall next to him. Xie Yan paused at his feet, but didn't
He didn't stop, but stepped out of the door.
The shadow of Xie Yan, who was leaning at the door waiting for him, saw the prince coming out and immediately stood up straight, "Your Majesty."
Xie Yan glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."
"Yes." Dieying hurriedly followed. Looking at Xie Yan walking quickly in the snow, Dieying couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, Prince Mu and Princess are in the flower hall." Just now Xie Yan went up and downstairs without going to the flower hall.
I have seen it, but I have been inside it before.
Seeing that Xie Yan didn't speak, Duiying continued: "King Mu and Princess... are kneeling on the spiritual throne inside." Speaking of this, Duiying felt a little pity for those two people. They had raised them for most of their lives, and now they are old and have to accept this.
torture.
Although it may seem like just kneeling down, it doesn't matter, but in this season, there is neither earth dragon nor charcoal fire in this small building, and the two of them don't seem to be wearing thick clothes. Kneeling on the cold ground for a long time, I'm afraid my legs will be damaged.
Wasted.
Speaking of which, he remembered that old King Mu was about to be paralyzed. Why was he kneeling so straight?
There is also the princess. Over the years, the princess has been obsessed with the feeling of not being favored, even neglecting her son, as if she is so passionate about King Mu. But when he stood at the entrance of the flower hall, he heard Princess Mu cursing King Mu.
It's just that King Mu and Princess Mu seemed to have something wrong with their brains. Sometimes she cursed King Mu bitterly, and sometimes she cried plaintively. It's really sad that a generation of stunning beauty was reduced to such a state.
Xie Yan stopped and glanced at him lightly.
Duoying quickly shut up and stood respectfully.
Xie Yan then turned around and walked towards the carriage parked at the entrance of the back mountain not far away.
Duoying glanced back at the small building behind him, and happened to see Master Mingguang sitting at the window on the second floor looking at them calmly.
Thinking of what this man had done a few days ago, Dieying couldn't help but tremble and quickly followed the prince's footsteps.
As for King Mu and Princess Mu, what does it have to do with him?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The first update is relatively short, and the second update in the afternoon will be longer.
