Chapter 373: Samurai Yu, it was a woman who killed your nephew
In Prince Qin's palace, Li Shimin carefully looked at Fu Yi's body lying in the car in front of him, and then turned to look at Cheng Yaojin standing aside.
"Zhijie, are you sure Fu Yi has really become a god?"
"this……"
Cheng Yaojin scratched his hair with his hand in embarrassment.
"I don't know what to say, because I didn't let you see the fact that Fu Yi became a god, but he gave Yang Mudan of the Yang family a magic charm, saying that it could distract Fu Yi, so it should be
He has really become a god!"
"He really became a god!"
Li Shimin touched his curly beard under his chin with his hand, a thoughtful look on his face, and then he turned to look at Fang Xuanling who was standing aside.
"Xuanling, the matter of Fu Yi becoming a god..."
"It shouldn't matter! Your Highness is of humble character and you know it well."
Regarding Li Shimin's concerns, Fang Xuanling acted very calmly. He twirled his beard with his hand and said with a smile.
"Because of Sanniang's matter, Qingwei treats His Highness differently. Now that Zhijie has told Qingwei that he knows what's going on, then there won't be any problem."
"Yeah?"
Li Shimin still felt a little uneasy, and he turned to look at Li Chunfeng, who was standing aside and wearing a Taoist robe.
"Chunfeng, you are also a practitioner. What is the situation of this Taoist guardian deity?"
"The guardian gods of Taoism... Although they are gods in name, they are actually no different from those obscene priests. They just take shelter under the Taoism and use the incense of the Taoism to strengthen themselves."
Li Chunfeng bowed respectfully to Li Shimin and answered seriously.
"So although Fu Yi is now a god in name, he does not have his own divine domain, his own divine position, and his own followers. To put it bluntly, he is just a wandering ghost. If he wants to survive forever, he can only take shelter.
Viewed in Qingdu."
"Um!"
Li Shimin nodded.
"That is to say, the life and death of Fu Yisheng's soul now lies in Qingwei's hands, so Qingwei's words are very important to him."
"yes……"
Li Chunfeng bowed his hands respectfully to Li Shimin.
"What His Highness said is absolutely true!"
"I understand, but just hoping for Qingwei is not enough."
Li Shimin made an instant decision and called for a chamberlain.
"Go to Qingdu and tell Qingwei that you admire Fu Yi's uprightness so much that you are willing to leave a side hall for Fu Yi in the Taiqing Palace built by Gu Zheng. In addition, he will also take care of his funeral.
Please Qingwei tell Fu Yi so that he can rest assured."
"yes!"
After the chamberlain agreed, he turned around and retreated.
"His Royal Highness King Qin is wise..."
Fang Xuanling, who was standing aside, cupped her hands towards Li Shimin and said in a low voice.
"Now the matter of Yin soldiers crossing the border is completely over."
"Don't be careless!"
Li Shimin also lowered his voice.
"We still need Zhang Liang and Jun Ji to pay more attention."
Fang Xuanling nodded slightly.
"I understand!"
"By the way, there is also Fu Yi's funeral. I think this matter should be left to you and Xuan Ling..."
Li Shimin thought about it for a moment, then turned to look at Li Chunfeng standing next to him.
"...Chunfeng will do it for two people, don't be afraid of spending money."
"I know..."
Fang Xuanling nodded without hesitation.
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I guarantee that Fu Yi's funeral will be very sad and honorable. The whole of Chang'an will know that Fu Yi sacrificed his life for the country. His Highness, the King of Qin, was so grateful that he sold the palace's property to mourn for him."
"It's good to sell off the palace's property,"
After hearing Fang Xuanling's words, Li Shimin's eyes instantly lit up.
"But this matter must be done realistically. Let's talk about it. I'll discuss it with Wujia and collect some of her jewelry and some of Gu's personal belongings. You can find someone to sell them off. You must let someone find out by chance...
…”
While Fang Xuanling and Li Shimin were talking in low voices, Cheng Yaojin quietly walked up to Li Chunfeng and tugged on his clothes with his hands.
"Li Chunfeng, can this guardian deity of your Taoist sect be immortal?"
"Immortality is naturally impossible!"
Although Li Chunfeng didn't understand what Cheng Yaojin meant, he still explained it seriously.
"The reason why gods can be seen for a long time is because they have the power of incense and will, even those gods of mountains and rivers are no exception. As long as the incense continues, the gods can exist forever, but if the incense is cut off..."
Li Chunfeng spread his hands and said no more.
"oh!"
Cheng Yaojin's face showed a look of disappointment.
"So that's what it is..."
…
It was dusk, and the warrior Yu who returned to his home lowered his head and looked at the summoning talisman in front of him with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Is this what the eldest lady of the Yang family said? Just by lighting this thing, you can summon Fu Yi's soul and ask about the situation at that time?"
"Not a soul!"
The butler of the Wu family lowered his hands, stood in front of him, and answered respectfully.
"It's a distraction. According to the people sent by the eldest lady, after Fu Yi died of his injuries, Master Qingwei of Qingdu Temple, because Fu Yi was also a member of the Taoist sect during his lifetime, kept his soul and became a member of the Taoist sect.
Protective spirit."
"Dharma-protecting spirit?"
The warrior Yu silently stroked his beard with his hand, a look of deep thought on his face.
To be honest, although he also knows that there are gods and monsters in this world, he has even seen many inexplicable and strange things in his many years of life.
But this was the first time that someone he not only knew, but was even very familiar with became a god.
"All right!"
Warrior Xun waved his hand and said to the butler next to him.
"Prepare a sperm room and wait for someone to take a shower and change clothes..."
"yes!"
After the steward agreed, he withdrew.
An hour later, after taking a bath and changing his clothes from inside to outside, the warrior Yu came to a prepared fine room and lit the talisman in his hand on the arranged incense table.
The next moment, he saw a golden light rising from the talisman in his hand, turning into a slightly illusory figure in the air.
Although the figure looked a little translucent, the features could still be seen very clearly. Warrior Xun recognized it at a glance. It was really Fu Yi's appearance, and he was immediately shocked.
"Brother Fu..."
Although the warrior Xun was very surprised, his face did not show it at all. He even raised his hand and arched his head towards Fu Yi in the air.
"When I heard that you were assassinated, I was very sad and lamented. Now that I know that Brother Fu has become a god, I am really happy."
"It can be considered a coincidence,"
Fu Yi in the air also had a look of emotion on his face, and his body swayed down from the air and landed in front of the warrior Yun.
"The relationship between me and Qingwei from Qingdu Temple was not bad before. In addition, he has just broken through the realm of real people and can protect my true spirit from entering the underworld."
"That's because Brother Fu is an honest man, so he got this opportunity."
The warrior Yu had an envious look on his face.
"I still remember the second year of Wude, when Brother Fu had just entered Chang'an. I was ordered by the saint to resettle Brother Fu. As a result, Brother Fu refused all the luxurious houses and high-end apartments, and finally chose an ordinary two-entry courtyard.
, but someone said with emotion that Brother Fu’s character can be compared with the bright moon in the sky..."
"Dong Guo Ying, did you remember it wrong?"
Fu Yi looked at the warrior Yu with a knowing smile on his face.
"The person who took me to see the mansion at that time was not Duke Ying, but Zhao Wenke, the water supervisor of the capital!"
"Oh oh oh..."
After hearing Fu Yi's words, Warrior Xun hit his head with his hand as if he suddenly realized something.
"Look at XX's memory, it was indeed Zhao Wenke who told XX about this matter, but Brother Fu's character is indeed not in question..."
Having said this, Warrior Yu looked at the expression on the translucent Fu Yi's face in front of him, smiled bitterly, and bowed to the ground.
"Okay, I do have doubts. After all, I am not a practitioner. I don't know if the god I invited is Brother Fu. Even if he looks the same as Brother Fu, I still have my doubts..."
As he spoke, Samurai Yu kept bowing and spoke sincerely.
"I am not testing Brother Fu properly, please forgive me."
"where!"
Fu Yi raised his hand slightly towards the warrior Xun and said with a smile.
"I can understand Duke Ying's suspicion, but now it's time for Duke Ying to confirm my identity!"
"Yes, I have now confirmed that Brother Fu, you have really become a god."
Saying that, Warrior Xun straightened up and bowed to Fu Yiyi again.
"Since Brother Fu is already a god, I believe that Brother Fu should already know the purpose of someone's coming. Please tell me."
"Well! It's about Wu Junya, right?"
Fu Yi answered very frankly.
"His deceased husband is also very emotional. After all, I am also responsible for this matter."
"where!"
After hearing Fu Yi's words, Warrior Xun immediately replied.
"Brother Fu, you are being too modest. You were assassinated because of this incident. Can I still blame you? I just want to know one thing. What happened when the Yin soldiers crossed the border that night?
How did my nephew Junya die?"
"That night..."
Fu Yi's translucent body trembled slightly and sighed.
"At that time, I received a tip that Monk Zhixi of the Fahua Sect would take the belongings accumulated by the Fahua Sect in Chang'an over the years, withdraw from Chang'an via waterway, and return to Tiantai. So I asked the saint for an order and brought the
A team of Yuan Cong guards went to intercept it."
"etc……"
After hearing Fu Yi's words, Warrior Xun immediately asked.
"Brother Fu, you said a secret, where did this secret come from?"
"Gong Ying is really sharp!"
Fu Yi glanced at Warrior Xun appreciatively and then said.
"The situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't have time to investigate. However, after that night, I investigated the informants and found that those people were actually from Xiao Yu's sect."
"Xiao Yu?"
Samurai Yu frowned.
How could it be Xiao Yu? He had no grudges with the other party. Why did the other party want to kill his nephew?
"Then, under the instruction of the informant, I intercepted the opponent's boat directly outside the city. There was a masked old monk on the opponent's boat. At that time, I thought he was Zhixi of the Fahua Sect, so I went directly to fight...
"
"What you thought at the time?"
Warrior Xun discovered another inaccuracy in Fu Yi's words.
"Yes, if I think about it more carefully after the matter is over."
Fu Yi stroked his beard with his hand and said seriously.
"I always feel that there was something wrong with my judgment at that time. He was probably not Zhixi of the Fahua Sect."
After hearing Fu Yi's words, Warrior Xun was stunned.
"Who is that monk if not Zhi Xi?"
"It is very likely that he is Jizang of the Sanlunzong..."
Although what Fu Yi said was very possible, his tone was firm.
"One day when I was fighting with Monk Jizang, I blew up the foundation of my jade talisman and seriously injured the opponent. Then Duke Ying, you said it was a coincidence that Monk Jizang passed away the next day."
Warrior Xun narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth gently.
"Then how did my nephew Junya die?"
"At that time, Monk Jizang had an assistant, a woman."
Fu Yi said to the warrior Xun with great certainty.
"That woman was very skillful and had many men with her. My nephew was chopped down by her men with knives."
"woman?"
Samurai Yu frowned slightly.
"Why is there another woman? Wasn't Junya killed by those sinister soldiers?"
"Certainly not!"
Fu Yi answered without hesitation.
"My nephew had already fallen to the ground before the Yin soldiers arrived. Of course, I jumped into the river and escaped when the Yin soldiers arrived. I don't know whether my nephew was touched by the Yin soldiers or something like that."
"Yeah?"
The warrior Xun mentally compared Fu Yi's words with the confessions of the remaining soldiers, and found that although there were differences in what they said, they were consistent.
"The person who killed a certain nephew was a woman related to Ji Zang, and there were many subordinates..."