"Haha..." Monk Huiling suddenly laughed: "What an old bald donkey, he will die before me after all!"
Fakong looked at him with a smile.
Monk Huiling hummed: "Abbot, what's that look in your eyes?"
"I think my uncle didn't mean what he said." Fakong shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you really want to watch him die?"
"Let him die!" Monk Huiling snorted.
Fakong stood up and titheed: "The disciple will go back first. He won't have dinner in the courtyard tonight, but will go to Guanyun Tower. Master, uncle, you don't have to go with us."
Monk Huiling stared at his back until he completely disappeared. After all, he still refrained from speaking and stared in the direction of the outer courtyard of Feitian Temple.
The embroiderers of Mingyue Embroidery House offered incense and did not stop.
The name of Divine Monk Fakong has been spread throughout the capital, and the pilgrims in the outer courtyard of Kongang Temple include many rich ladies, wealthy ladies, and some young men.
Cheng Jia and the others now took the initiative to keep a distance from Fakong. After offering the incense, they left without stopping.
Fakong knew where their hearts were at, and he didn't force them and just let them do it.
Xu Miaoru came to talk to him without any scruples.
She was still as cool and charming as a fairy concubine. She was accompanied by Xiao Tao and Xiao Xing, but Chu Yu was missing.
"Master, your reputation has spread to Shenjing now, so be careful."
"Um?"
"There is a group of very boring girls in Shenjing. They are all first- and second-rank officials and daughters of princes and marquises. They usually like hunting and chasing birds, and they also like to find out about eminent monks like you."
Fakong shook his head and laughed: "Princess, are you afraid that I will fall into their pile of makeup?"
"They will do anything to seek excitement." Xu Miaoru snorted: "There is no scruple, just be careful."
Fakong nodded solemnly.
She knew that Xu Miaoru would not remind her for no reason. They must have a criminal record, and more than one eminent monk had fallen into their hands.
"Alas..." Xu Miaoru shook her head gently: "I sometimes wonder whether it would be better for the master to be more famous, or not so famous."
"Which one do you think is better, Princess?" Fa Kong said with a smile.
Xu Miaoru said: "It is better not to be so famous. When the master did not come to Shenjing, he was most carefree. Once he arrived in Shenjing, he would be restricted. But once he became famous, there would be more troubles and worries."
Fakong smiled and nodded.
If it were not for his merits and for his believers, he would never choose to show his holiness in front of others and become famous all over the world.
"Fortunately, you have the title of Dharma Master and the plaque mentioned by the emperor himself. Those relatives of the emperor and the nobles of the court dare not mess around. Otherwise, the people looking for you will make you busy and offend countless people.
People." Xu Miaoru shook her head.
Fakong nodded with deep understanding.
If he doesn't want to see someone right now, he won't see him. If he doesn't want to see someone, he will just push them away and say he's not in the temple. Even if others are dissatisfied, they won't dare to do anything.
There is a plaque and the title of the Dharma Master. Even if you are a prince, you will not dare to be arrogant, and even the princes will not dare to mess around to offend the emperor.
Since I am now under the protection of the emperor, of course I cannot go against the emperor's wishes, so I cannot kill Wang Qingshan.
Otherwise, just rely on your own ability and kill him directly, which is enough to hide it from Chenghai Dao.
However, the power of covering the sky and the sun and the Medicine Buddha may not be able to hide it from the emperor.
In the absence of absolutely tyrannical power, it is better not to take this risk. It is not worth it for Wang Qingshan.
But if you can rely on your own magical power, you can spend four or two thousand pieces of gold and push the situation, no one can tell it is wrong.
"By the way, what are you busy with, Brother Chu? I haven't seen you for a while."
"He..." Xu Miaoru looked like she didn't know what to do. She shook her head and sighed: "I have fallen in love with a girl and I am chasing her. Unfortunately, she has high vision and ambition and did not fall in love with him."
Fakong raised his eyebrows slightly.
Chu Yu is the third son of the prince. Although he is only the third son, he is a direct descendant of the royal family after all.
There are actually women who have higher vision and look down on him?
Fakong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly became dark.
Xu Miaoru met his gaze calmly, knowing that he was using his clairvoyance.
Fakong frowned.
His clairvoyance cannot cover everything, it can only conduct directional searches.
The last time he met Chu Yu, he was not used to using magical powers. After all, the power of faith was still very precious at that time, and if he could not use it, he would not use it.
So I only looked at Chu Yu's safety at that time and didn't care too much.
"Is there any problem?" Xu Miaoru asked.
Fakong said: "Prince Jingbei's third granddaughter, right?"
"Yes." Xu Miaoru nodded.
This matter is very confidential and unknown to outsiders. She has tried to persuade Chu Yu twice, but to no avail.
Fa Kong groaned.
"But what's the problem?"
"This Miss Sun's vision is indeed higher. She is interested in Prince Yi's fourth son."
Xu Miaoru's expression changed slightly: "The fourth son of King Yi?"
Fakong nodded slowly.
"How could..." Xu Miaoru frowned: "How could it be such a coincidence!"
"My fair lady, you are so kind." Fakong said something that Xu Miaoru couldn't understand.
Xu Miaoru asked unintentionally, her eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and her hibiscus jade face was full of solemnity.
"Does the princess want Brother Chu to withdraw, or does she continue to pursue Miss Sun?"
"What do you mean, Master?"
Fakong said: "It still depends on what Brother Chu wants."
He won't make decisions for others.
Everyone has their own life and their own choices.
According to his understanding of Chu Yu, Chu Yu would never give up. So what about King Yi's fourth son? Even if King Yi came in person, Chu Yu would never give up.
Chu Yu looked at Yinrou, but in fact her bones were extremely hard, and she would definitely not give up easily if she knew what she was looking for.
"We have to let him quit!" Xu Miaoru frowned and said, "Is Yu'er going to ignore it just for the sake of a woman? He must also think about us and his father."
Fakong smiled and shook his head and said: "I'm afraid in Brother Chu's eyes, no one believes that the prince is powerful and that King Yi is fearless."
If it were Prince Xin, he would ignore it for the sake of Princess Xu Miaoru.
The answer is yes.
Like father, like son, of course.
"I'll lock him up when I go back!" Xu Miaoru said bitterly: "We can't let him bring trouble to the palace!"
Chu Yu didn't know how powerful he was, but she did.
Now more than half of the people in the imperial court have taken refuge with King Yi. If they go against King Yi, the prince will be stripped of his nine admirals tomorrow.
With half of the court officials participating in the concert, how could the emperor keep the prince?
This was a violation of public outrage, and it was no longer appropriate to stay in the court. Do you really want the prince to start caring for his old age when he is still in his prime? She knew that the prince would never be willing to do so.
He also wanted to do something for Da Gan, something that others would not dare to do.
Fakong shook his head: "If Brother Chu really likes this Miss Sun, it's better not to go against his will too much, otherwise..."
"How else?!" Xu Miaoru snorted.
Fakong said: "Otherwise, Chu Yu will be depressed all his life, and I'm afraid it will eventually destroy him."
Xu Miaoru frowned, thought for a while, and hummed: "He likes others, but they don't like him, so what's the use? It's just a waste of energy, and it offends King Yi. What's the point? No, I'll go back
Just lock him up!"
"The princess really thinks that Prince Xin can be at peace with Prince Yi and be at peace with the King of England?"
"Your Majesty doesn't care about these trivial matters. He only acts according to the rules and is impartial." Xu Miaoru said, "How could I offend them?"
"If you don't surrender to them, you will offend them." Fakong shook his head: "It seems that the prince did not tell you what happened at the beginning."
"What's up?"
"Since the prince doesn't want you to worry, princess..."
"Master!" Xu Miaoru said angrily, "We've all said it here, let's just say it."
Fakong pondered for a moment and nodded: "Actually, both King Yi and King Ying have done something to the prince, but they were only temporarily neutralized once."
Xu Miaoru frowned and looked at him.
"Back when the victims were in the camp, there were people who wanted to stir up trouble, and they were the people of King Ying and King Yi." Fakong shook his head and said, "If we hadn't noticed it at the time, the prince would have been raised at home now."
"Damn it!" Xu Miaoru slapped the table angrily.
They were sitting in Fakong's courtyard, with a tea cup and two plates of snacks and fruits brought by Lin Feiyang on the table.
Fa Kong will say no more.
Xu Miaoru stared at the blue sky and suddenly sneered: "Since they are unkind, don't blame us for being unjust."
Fa Kong smiled.
As expected of a princess, she is as beautiful as a woman.
She didn't want to cause trouble, but since she couldn't hide, she would take the initiative and never shrink back and be beaten passively.
The big deal is to close the palace and live a quiet life behind closed doors. It’s no big deal!
People who have experienced pain and torture and recovered naturally have different minds and are more open-minded about fame, fortune and wealth.
Xu Miaoru said: "Then let Yu'er fight!"
"Whether you want to fight or not, let it be. Brother Chu is still clear-headed and won't be obsessed with it."
"...Okay." Xu Miaoru sighed softly: "Master, as a princess, I want to say that the world is dangerous and life is difficult. Isn't it too pretentious?"
Fa Kong smiled.
Xu Miaoru shook her head: "It is really difficult to live a comfortable life. Although the prince came back without saying anything and seemed like nothing happened, I know that he is worried and under great pressure."
Fakong nodded.
Prince Xin wants to take revenge on King Chun of Dayong and exterminate the Huangquan Valley. This is too difficult and of course he will be under a lot of pressure.
But it’s not appropriate to talk too much about these things to Xu Miaoru.
As the sun set, Fa Kong did not take Fan Ning and Zhou Yang, nor did he take Monk Huiling. He only slowly came to his seat in Guanyun Tower with Lin Feiyang.
Along the way, of course, there were shouts of "Master Fakong", and everyone bowed accordingly.
The aftertaste of the cloud-making rain mantra is still there.
Fa Kong returned the gifts one by one and walked very slowly. When he came to the table and sat down, the setting sun had completely set under the mountain.
The twilight is rising, and the lanterns are beginning to shine.
Guanyun Tower was already brightly lit and extremely noisy.
However, it was very quiet around Fakong, and the guests at several tables near them consciously lowered their voices for fear of disturbing him.
Fakong ate slowly, chewing his food carefully, showing the majesty of an eminent monk.
Lin Feiyang looked around, looking around, worried that a top expert would pop out at any time to assassinate Fakong.
At this time, in an alley ten miles away, Wang Qingshan was lying in a pool of blood. There was a hole in his heart, the size of a fist, and blood was pouring out.
It was a punch that broke his heart.
An old man with gray hair was in the process of killing. Four masters were already dead at his feet, and two more had activated their secret techniques. Their eyes were like two balls of flame, and they were attacking the old man with gray hair desperately.
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