Chapter 119: Li Jiancheng, who was beaten in the face
In the hall of Princess Pingyang's residence, a deep and magnetic voice was echoing. This voice was so familiar to Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin that almost as soon as they heard it, the two of them said the same name in unison.
"Great Monk Falla..."
After hearing the two of them exclaiming, even Li Xiuning reacted.
"Yes, this is indeed the voice of Monk Falla, but why is he in my house..."
Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin looked at each other again.
Yes! Great Monk Falla is the current abbot of Zhuangyan Temple, the leader of Fahua Sect in Chang'an, a good friend of Xianggong Pei Ji, and an expert who can enter and leave the palace at will to chat with His Majesty Li Yuan.
Such a character actually sneaked into Princess Pingyang's mansion. What on earth did he want to do?
Before the two of them could figure this out, another word came from the direction of the roof of the hall. This time, the voice was slightly unfamiliar.
"Master Faya, you have an irreversible relationship with Pei Sikong and can enter and leave the palace at any time. So based on what you have seen and heard, will today's saints attack my Buddhist sect?"
Then came the familiar voice of Monk Falla.
"Based on what the old monk has seen, His Majesty does not treat me as an ascetic as he did before. In addition, he has already made up his mind to recognize Taoist Li Er as his ancestor, so..."
The questions and answers were very natural, just like Monk Falla chatting with another person on the roof.
"Uncle..."
Li Shimin raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the sound.
"Go up and have a look!"
"yes!"
After a certain door god agreed, he stood up and took two consecutive steps. Then he stepped on the wall with his foot, jumped into the air, grabbed the beam of the hall, stuck his head out and looked up, and then turned to face Li Shimin.
Shake his head.
"Your Highness King Qin, there is nothing above!"
"well!"
A sigh sounded from the other direction without any warning.
"Your Majesty today does not believe in the Three Jewels and is obsessed with heresy. This is not a blessing to the common people!"
"I seem to have heard this voice somewhere," Li Shimin touched his beard on his chin with his hand and thought hard. "Where have I heard it?"
"Master Puying, your words are a bit biased."
Another voice appeared on the roof, directly identifying the owner of the previous voice.
"right!"
Li Shimin pressed his fingers hard and pulled off his beard. "It's the great monk Puying...wait, who is this speaker? Why does it feel like there are several people?"
"The great monk Falla, the great monk Puying, plus the one who is speaking now, there are at least three people."
Zhai Changsun quickly reported the number to Li Shimin.
"Not only..." a certain door god counted on his fingers, "there was also a strange voice in the middle, so there must have been four people talking to each other in total."
"That is to say..."
Li Xiuning looked up at the roof of the hall with a strange look on her face. "Are these monks holding a Dharma conference on the roof of my hall?"
"Maybe it's not the monks meeting on the roof..."
Kong Qing generously placed the hand wearing the air ring Weiya on the table. While controlling the air to amplify the sound emitted by the recording pen, he carefully refracted the sound once and released it from another place.
"It's that the voices of these monks during their meetings have been placed in the present in some way."
At this time, the monk who spoke above happened to make another shocking revelation.
"...After I defeat his delusion, he will have no choice but to return to my ascetic path."
"My God, this monk speaks so boldly, shattering His Majesty's delusions..."
Kong Qing looked at Princess Pingyang with a serious look on his face.
"Sanniang, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the King of Qin, it's really not Pindao who is instigating dissension. If others say such things about me, Aye, Pindao will definitely not be able to bear it."
As if to match Kong Qing's words, someone on the roof immediately followed.
"Easier said than done..."
The third wife, Li Xiuning, had a face as deep as water. The King of Qin, Li Shimin, touched his chin with his hand and looked thoughtful. Only the prince, Li Jiancheng, stood up calmly and said a fair word.
"We still don't know what exactly happened now. Whether the voices in the air were those of the great monks is open to question. We still need to be cautious!"
As soon as Li Jiancheng finished speaking, he heard the voice of a monk speaking from above.
"...The poor monk will also let today's saints know that his ancestors have nothing to do with Li Er."
Kong Qing took a peek and saw that although Li Xiuning's face was ugly, she was not too angry. Although Li Jiancheng was angry, he seemed to be able to control it. Only the anger on Li Shimin's face was beyond control.
.
The corners of Kong Qing's mouth curled up slightly.
Look at the ambition and consciousness of His Highness King Qin. His eldest brother, the prince, is still sitting aside, but he has already taken care of himself and replaced himself as the next emperor of Li Tang.
There was silence in the hall at this time, except for the voice that was looking ahead and suddenly behind.
"Merely making gestures is not enough. Since the current saint is eyeing us because the treasury is short of money, then we will definitely not be able to do it without paying. Since we have to pay sooner or later, it is better to follow Qi Hui's example and directly donate some to His Majesty..."
After hearing this, Li Jiancheng reluctantly laughed and stood up to explain to these monks.
"Although what I just said may be inappropriate, at least these great monks still have the desire to serve the country. They know that the national treasury is not rich, so they have to donate money..."
Before Li Jiancheng could finish what he said, the great monks above slapped him in the face.
"It goes without saying about donating money..."
"Pfft..."
A sneer suddenly sounded in the silent hall, and then Kong Qing was seen covering his mouth with one hand and swinging the other hand.
"I'm sorry, I'm a poor man who has a bad sense of humor. Please forgive me, Your Highnesses..."
"No problem!"
The third lady stepped forward to protect Kong Qing without hesitation.
"Qingwei, you just couldn't control it. Brother Bishamon won't blame you, right?"
Li Jiancheng nodded to Kong Qing with an embarrassed expression.
"That's right, I don't blame you!"
Now Li Jiancheng also felt depressed in his heart, because among the people present, he was the one who was most closely tied to Buddhism. Including Monk Faya, almost all the eminent monks and virtuous men in Chang'an were his followers.
It is precisely because of the connections of these eminent monks and their influence on believers that he, Li Jiancheng, became the prince he is now, a courteous, virtuous, gentle and honest prince who is deeply loved by both the government and the public.
In Wen Daya's words, that is, "He is endowed with sage strategy, he spends his money on charity, and he humbles himself as a lowly official. He captures and trains many disciples, and raises them together in prison. Every skill can be praised, and every skill can be achieved. It is not a bad idea to resist them."
Tired. Therefore, it is impossible to win the hearts of scholars and common people.'
If you give up on these eminent monks, I'm afraid your reputation will plummet immediately.
At this time, the voice of Monk Falla came from the air again.
"For example, in the case of this Turkic invasion, the old monk can meet with the saint and propose to his face that we ascetics are willing to contribute to help resist the Turks to reduce the burden on the court. In addition, we can also call on the knight-errants among the believers to go north."
"oh!"
King Qin Li Shimin let out a long oh, then looked at Li Jiancheng with a meaningful expression.
"It turns out that this is the reason for what happened to the monk soldiers this time. However, Your Highness, you are really powerful. The things that Monk Faya originally wanted to tell Aye directly turned out to be your credit, Your Highness..."
Li Jiancheng's embarrassed face had turned very ugly. He looked at Xue Wanche next to him and waved his hand. Xue Wanche immediately understood and stood up.
"This must be caused by a demon. Your Highness, please allow me to go to the roof of the hall and catch this guy out."
Li Jiancheng said nothing and turned to look at Princess Pingyang.
"Go for it!"
Princess Pingyang waved her hand indifferently.
"Sixi, bring a ladder to General Xue..."
Before the ladder was moved, another explosive words came from the hall.
"Eight hundred is too much. Let the losers of the Li family know that we actually have eight hundred elites in the temple in Chang'an City. The poor monks may be in trouble!"
After hearing the word 'Li Jia Hu'er', everyone present suddenly looked solemn and lowered their heads slightly, fearing that their eyes would fall into the eyes of the three 'Li Jia Hu'er' present.
Kong Qing covered his mouth with his hand and rolled his eyes in a circle, scanning the expressions of the three 'Li Jia Hu'er's.
Under this insulting word, not to mention Li Shimin, even the expressions of Sanniang Zi and Li Jiancheng, who had been defending the monks just now, turned livid.
"Xue Wanche..."
Li Jiancheng shouted at a strong man holding a ladder and climbing up outside the hall.
"Hurry up and catch the person who said these things."
"yes!"
After Xue Wanche agreed, he used his hands hard, like a ladder to attack a city, and climbed to the roof of the hall.
At this time, the unhurried voice of a certain monk was still ringing in the room.
"...how many people do I, the Samana, control in all the monasteries across the country? After knowing this, do you think the saint today is worried that if he forces me, the Samana, too much, the whole government, the opposition and even the whole world will be affected?
turbulent."
"It sounds so scary!"
Kong Qing touched his chin with his hand and said angrily.
"How many monks will there be if all the monks in the world rise up to rebel? It seems that the number of monks now exceeds 200,000..."
"Qingwei, you underestimated. When Wang Shichong was conquered alone, the monks from the Shaolin Temple joined forces with the state Sima Zhao Xiaozai to directly pull out a team of several thousand people and captured the army in one fell swoop. They fought for several days
Baiguwu, which was not even opened, captured Wang Renze."
The speaker was King Qin Li Shimin, who seemed to have controlled his anger at this time.
"This is just a monk temple that can pull out so many people. If all the monks in the world rebel, it is impossible to pull out an army of one million people, plus the relatives and friends of these people..."
As he spoke, Li Shimin looked at his elder brother Li Jiancheng with a strange look and spoke word by word.
"...It's unknown whether the mountains and rivers will change color!"
"This must be fake..."
Li Jiancheng looked stern and said decisively.
"There may be bad people in Buddhism, but Buddhist sects such as Monk Faya are dignified, strictly abide by the precepts, have a heart like the bright moon, are clear and noble..."
Before Li Jiancheng finished speaking, Monk Faya's gloomy tone could be heard in the air again.
"What should we do? Then we can only change the emperor!"
"OMG……"
Kong Qing exclaimed in shock.
"They actually want to change the emperor. Is this treason?"
"no doubt……"
The anger on Li Shimin's face was completely gone at this time, and his expression even became a little cheerful. "This is treason. I will go see Aye soon and tell him these things."
"Erlang, this must be a forgery,"
Li Jiancheng gritted his teeth, his face still livid.
"Wait until Xue Wanche catches the rumor monger from the roof..."
Before Prince Li Jiancheng finished speaking, he was slapped in the face again.
"Your Highness..."
Xue Wanche jumped off the roof and shook his head at Li Jiancheng.
"There was no one on the roof. I listened carefully and found that the sound came from inside the house."
"There is no one in the house..."
Li Shimin smiled slightly and pointed at Qin Qiong.
"Uncle Bao has already seen it."
After hearing Li Shimin's words, Li Jiancheng's face suddenly became a little uncertain.
At this moment, a mechanical electronic sound suddenly came from the roof.
"Let me tell you, I am a powerful man under the Supreme Lord of Bajing Palace. In accordance with His Majesty's decree, I have sent the evidence of the rebellion of the monks in Zhuangyan Temple to Princess Pingyang Li Xiuning. Now I invite Princess Pingyang to receive the musical instrument..."
In the midst of this strange voice, a gray pen-like object slowly floated down from the roof like a feather, and landed on Princess Pingyang's desk with a snapping sound.
Before anyone else present could react, Kong Qing had already stood up with excitement on his face.