Two middle-aged men returned to the Main Hall from the abbot's courtyard. After offering a stick of incense, they slowly left with the scent of sandalwood on their bodies.
They went from the abbot's courtyard to the main hall very quickly, and it seemed that it took about the same time as other pilgrims to offer incense.
Fakong stared at them, saw their future through the wall, and then looked back.
These two secret envoys acted extremely cautiously and quietly, and were able to return to Yunjing safely to deliver the order.
He lowered his head and glanced at the two letters in his hands again.
I took out a single letter from the two letters. It was full of incomprehensible words and was a mess.
Put them all together, and you have to turn them upside down to see clearly what is written above.
Fa Kong slowly folded the letter.
"Master." Xu Qingluo came in lightly, approaching with a delicate fragrance, and curiously looked at the letter in his hand.
Fa Kong handed it over.
Xu Qingluo took it and opened it, glanced twice, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Seriously injured and dying?"
Fa Kong nodded lightly.
Xu Qingluo looked at Fa Kong with a smile, her beautiful eyes flashing and searching, trying to figure out Fa Kong's thoughts.
She didn't believe that Fa Kong hadn't seen this, and had seen the news long before these two letters came.
But there was nothing wrong with him, as if he didn't know anything.
What does this mean?
She was thinking.
Doesn’t Master want to save people?
In other words, the master has seen the future. Although Hu Lieyuan is seriously injured and dying, he will not die and can he save his life?
In other words, the master is waiting for these two letters to come, and is moving with the camera. He will not take action rashly until the time comes.
She was speculating on the possibilities.
Fakong said: "What do you think?"
"Of course I took action to save him." Xu Qingluo said.
Fa Kong stretched out his hand.
Xu Qingluo sat down elegantly, with bright eyes and a radiant face: "Master, you can't just watch Hu Lieyuan die, right? Once he dies, Dayun will definitely be in chaos, and once there is chaos, Zhenlongyuan may have problems."
Fakong shook his head.
Xu Qingluo frowned: "Don't you want to save him?"
Fakong said: "He has cleared many obstacles. Once he dies, the second prince, Prince Jing, will be the successor. The eldest prince is too far away, and the third prince, Prince Lun, has already had his military power reduced and cannot make trouble."
Xu Qingluo's bright eyes flashed and she said thoughtfully: "If he dies, it will still take two or three years for Prince Jing to succeed to the throne and consolidate the throne. Is this the opportunity for Da Qian and Da Yong?"
She immediately shook her head: "Dayun must not be in chaos, otherwise there will be chaos in Zhenlongyuan...but we cannot let Dayun have it too easy, otherwise they will not be willing to give in, and trouble will definitely occur."
Fa Kong nodded.
What Xu Qingluo said is correct.
Today's Dayun should neither be too turbulent nor too stable. It is best to be in a situation of constant internal fighting and overall stability.
Dayun is extremely proud and arrogant. Even though he is in a miserable state now, he still does not lose his arrogance.
In their view, Daqian and Dayong could not defeat them even if they joined forces. They only wanted to guard Zhenlongyuan and deployed too many masters, resulting in a great loss of strength, and thus gave Daqian and Dayong an opportunity to take advantage of them.
So in my heart I was very disdainful and looked down upon Daqian and Dayong.
At the same time, Dayun will never give up and will definitely wait for an opportunity to counterattack. The first step is to sow discord between the two countries.
Xu Qingluo continued her analysis: "If we rescue him..."
Her bright eyes flashed, thoughtfully: "Will he abdicate the throne in favor of a worthy person, help the second prince, and let the second prince completely secure the throne?"
Fakong shook his head.
According to what he knew, Hu Lieyuan was not such an indifferent person. He would never let go of the throne easily, and he would never let go until death.
"If he does not abdicate, then the second prince will be firmly seated as crown prince, and Dayun will be at peace." Xu Qingluo shook her head: "This is not appropriate."
Once Dayun calms down, trouble will surely arise.
Fakong smiled: "How can everything be peaceful? There are always troubles."
"What's bothering you?"
"Seize the direct descendant."
"Master, has the matter of seizing the heir been settled?" Xu Qingluo said puzzledly: "Not to mention the eldest prince, he is too far away and has nothing at all. Even if he kills Prince Jing, he will not be able to become the prince."
Fakong nodded.
The eldest prince basically has no connection with the prince and the throne.
Xu Qingluo was surprised: "The third prince, Prince Lun? He has been deprived of military power, has lost power, and has no chance."
Fakong smiled.
Xu Qingluo said: "If King Qi does not die, King Qi will have a chance, but it is a pity..."
She looked regretful and shook her head.
If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a pity for King Qi. If he had not met his master, King Qi would have had a bright future.
Hu Lieyuan suddenly reduced the military power of the third prince, Prince Lun, and directly confirmed the second prince as the crown prince. He was probably stimulated by the death of Prince Qi.
Once King Qi died, Hu Lieyuan had no other choice.
Her bright eyes suddenly condensed, and she looked at Fakong doubtfully: "Master, do you think King Lun still has a chance?"
"What do you think?"
"I'm afraid everyone thinks that King Lun is gone and there will be no chance again." Xu Qingluo's bright eyes shone: "But Master, you can turn decay into magic and the impossible into possibility..."
She said softly: "Master, do you want to help King Lun seize the throne?"
Fa Kong nodded.
"...Master, are you really sure?" Xu Qingluo hesitated.
Fakong shook his head: "No."
Xu Qingluo's bright eyes turned, and she quickly thought about Fakong's intention and why she had to do it even though she was not sure.
According to Master's temperament, he would not do it if he was not sure.
This time is so unusual, there must be a reason.
"Master, are you looking for some excitement?" Xu Qingluo said with a smile, "See if you can defy nature and change your life?"
Fakong smiled.
Xu Qingluo was dubious.
Master may have this reason, but it is definitely not just this reason, there must be other reasons.
Master's approach has always been to kill several birds with one stone.
Fakong said: "Let's give it a try, don't you think it's interesting?"
"Yes." Xu Qingluo said: "I will ask people to collect information about Prince Lun and Prince Jing, and send more people to both sides."
Not only the informants of Prince Jing's Palace, but also Prince Lun's Palace. We can't only know the news of Prince Jing's Palace but not the Prince Lun's Palace.
Sometimes, the people around you are the easiest to deceive yourself.
Fa Kong nodded.
You cannot rely entirely on magical powers, you also need to rely on other powers. There are some things that magical powers can see, but just seeing them is useless.
He suddenly appeared in Xuankong Temple.
Over in Shenjing, the lanterns were just starting to go up, but here it was already midnight, the night was dark, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.
Fakong stood on the lotus pond of Xuankong Temple and looked up at the moonlight.
A moment later, with the sound of clothes flying, a black shadow silently fell in front of him, and he saluted.
Fakong nodded: "Please come over, Your Majesty."
The black shadow tithes again and disappears in a flash.
Fakong looked at the direction in which the black shadow disappeared, and thought carefully about what kind of light skill or thaumaturgy the black shadow was performing.
It seems that he has been keeping an eye on this place, trying to see if he can't get through at any time.
A quarter of an hour later, with the sound of clothes flying, four servants in purple carried a dragon bed, followed by eight people with solemn faces.
They floated into Xuankong Temple without touching the ground and came to Fakong.
Hu Lieyuan sat cross-legged on the dragon bed, his face was like gold paper, and his breathing was rapid, as if he might stop breathing at any time.