Chapter 590: Pei Tanyue, you form an alliance with Prince Jiancheng
Renzhi Palace is located in Yuhua Mountain. This place is a grand canyon sandwiched between two mountains, stretching for dozens of kilometers. It is mountainous to the east and west. Only the north and south can be accessed. Going south is Chang'an, and going north is... Yan'an!
That’s right!
The "important place at Qinguan and Yusai" that His Majesty Li Yuan took a fancy to was also chosen by a great man more than a thousand years later and became the gateway to the old district.
At this time, on the mountain to the east of Renzhi Palace, a woman in well-dressed clothes was like a phantom, running quickly through the woods, skillfully avoiding the open or secret sentries on duty on the mountains on both sides, all the way up.
Snapped!
After a soft sound, the woman had landed on the top of the mountain on the east side of Yuhua Mountain. She looked around, took a deep breath, and said coldly.
"Come out!"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Following the chant of the Buddha, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows appeared in front of the well-dressed woman as if walking out of the air, clasping his hands together and bowing slightly.
"Fahua Zhiyue has seen the hidden door Pei Tanyue!"
"Zhiyue..."
Under the moonlight, Pei Xinru's face was as cold as frost, and her two eyes stared at each other without blinking.
"My Yin Sect has always been friendly with your Fa Hua Sect. The current Yin Niang of our sect came to Chang'an without hesitation at the request of the initiation monk to assassinate Fu Yi, the enemy of Buddha. However, your Fa Hua Sect repaid the favor and secretly inquired about me. I am a disciple of the Hidden Sect, and you use my identity to blackmail me..."
Then, Pei Xinru gritted her teeth gently.
"Do you think my hidden sword is disadvantageous?"
"Tan Yue misunderstood!"
After hearing what Pei Xinru said, old monk Zhiyue quickly shook his head and explained in a slow voice.
"No one in my fahua family has ever inquired into the secret of the hidden door, nor has they inquired about your identity, Tan Yue..."
"You used your status as a slave to coerce me into coming here to see you, and yet you can still talk nonsense."
Pei Xinru snorted.
"Monk Zhiyue, the Nu family knows that you, the Pudu Arhat, are extremely powerful, so I have sent someone to report this matter to Yinniang. You can explain it to her sword!"
"Tan Yue really misunderstood..."
Old monk Zhiyue had a look of helplessness on his face.
"The reason why I know your identity, Tan Yue, is not because I secretly inquired about the secrets of the hidden door, but because I overheard his words when I used my telescope to monitor the actions of Prince Jiancheng."
"snort!"
Pei Xinru snorted again.
"You're talking nonsense again. How could Li Jiancheng know the identity of the slave family?"
"I vaguely heard what the prince said, and it seems that he found it in a memorial he found in the study of the warrior Xun..."
Monk Zhiyue answered very frankly.
"Anyway, please believe Tan Yue that I, Fahua, have never inquired about the secrets of your hidden sect."
After hearing the other party say the word "Warrior Yu", Pei Xinru was already eighty-nine points certain in her heart.
'Damn! I didn't expect Samurai Yu to actually hide such a thing...'
"Pei Tanyue!"
Monk Zhiyue on the side sensed the change in Pei Xinru's state of mind through three thousand thoughts, and immediately continued.
"I'm here today not to blackmail Tan Yue with this matter, but because I want to ask Tan Yue to lend a helping hand and help Prince Jiancheng."
"It's ridiculous to help Li Jiancheng..."
After hearing what Monk Zhiyue said, Pei Xinru suddenly laughed contemptuously.
"Why should the slave family help Li Jiancheng? Wouldn't it be nice to let him be killed by this old dog Li Yuan? Anyway, no matter who among the Li family's beasts dies, the slave family will laugh with joy."
After hearing Pei Xinru's words, Monk Zhiyue was stunned for an instant.
After he overheard Pei Xinru's identity from Li Jiancheng's soliloquy at first, he thought that the other party sneaked into the palace to save the country in a roundabout way, subtly influencing Li Yuan, and preventing the other party's intention to liquidate and eliminate Buddhism.
But now it seems that is not the case at all...
Judging from the feedback from Three Thousand Sensations of One Thought, Monk Zhiyue is sure that what Pei Xinru is telling him now is the truth, because the gnashing of teeth and hatred when she talks about Li Yuan cannot be faked.
"I see……"
Monk Zhiyue nodded towards Pei Xinru.
"I originally thought that Tan Yue entered the palace for the survival of my ascetic, but now it seems that Tan Yue only wanted revenge."
"snort!"
In response to Monk Zhiyue's words, Pei Xinru did not answer, but snorted softly.
"Pudu Arhat, if this is the purpose of your search for the slave family, then forget it! The slave family has no interest in helping Li Jiancheng, and didn't you say that he is the one who knows the identity of the slave family? Then as long as he dies, no one will know about the slave family.
What’s your identity?”
With that said, Pei Xinru turned around and left without hesitation.
"Tan Yue, wait a minute!"
Monk Zhiyue hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and an invisible aura suddenly pressed in front of Pei Xinru.
"Listen to what I have to say again..."
"Monk Zhi Yue, are you planning to use your cultivation to force the slave family?"
Pei Xinru turned around, with anger in her eyes.
"Although my cultivation is not as good as yours, Yinniang is in Chang'an. Do you really want to compete with her in swordsmanship?"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Monk Zhiyue withdrew his hand, clasped his hands together, and recited the Buddha's name.
"I just made a mistake out of desperation. I have no intention of relying on my strength to force Tan Yue to stay. I just hope that Tan Yue can listen to what I say."
"good!"
Pei Xinru took a step back and looked at the old monk warily.
"Say it!"
Monk Zhiyue put his hands together and said sincerely.
"Presumably Tan Yue has also heard of the Three Thousand Thoughts of our Fahua Sect. I am not very talented, and I have done some research on this technique..."
"Speak to the important point,"
Pei Xinru interrupted the other party without hesitation.
"I don't have much time. I have to go back to meet the saint soon. I don't have time to listen to your blabbering!"
"Namo Miaoguang Bodhisattva!"
Monk Zhiyue recited the Buddha's name again, and then said sincerely.
"I can feel that most of the hatred in Tan Yue's heart is directed at Hu Er Li Yuan, and it is a kind of anger toward the prince. I wonder if what I said is the truth?"
After hearing his words, Pei Xinru's eyes narrowed slightly.
"So what if it is? So what if it's not?"
"If so, then Tan Yue can't just sit back and watch Prince Jiancheng die..."
Monk Zhiyue raised his head and smiled slightly at Pei Xinru.
"Since Tan Yue hates Hu Er Li Yuan so much, and has been sneaking into the palace for such a long time, there will definitely be many opportunities to take action, but Tan Yue, why didn't you take action?"
"snort!"
The corners of Pei Xinru's mouth curled up into a sneer.
"When will the slave family take action? Do you need to worry about it?"
"So I'll make a bold guess. Hu'er and Li Yuan are not the only targets Tan Yue wants to take revenge on this time..."
Monk Zhiyue did not pay attention to Pei Xinru's words, but said to himself.
"This can also explain why Tan Yue did not take action. Tan Yue must have planned to use the help of Hu'er Li Yuan to eradicate other enemies first, and then deal with him. I wonder if what I said is the truth?"
"snort!"
Pei Xinru did not answer again, but snorted coldly, but old monk Zhiyue had already heard the answer from the other party's heart.
"Actually, Tan Yue is just expressing his anger towards Prince Jiancheng and has no real hatred. So wouldn't it be easier if Tan Yue and Prince Jiancheng form an alliance to jointly deal with Tan Yue's enemies?"
"hehe……"
After hearing what the old monk Zhiyue said, Pei Xinru finally sneered and spoke.
"Pudu Arhat, are you kidding me? If we expect idiot Li Jiancheng to help the slave family, it would be better for the slave family to do it alone!"
"Of course it won't be him!"
Zhiyue puffed up his chest and clasped his hands together.
"We, the whole Fahua family, will do our best to support Crown Prince Jiancheng's ascension to the throne..."
…
The next morning, in front of the Tai Chi Hall in Yunzhong City, the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect once again appeared on stage with various magical weapons in hand, and began the ceremony for Zhang Liang, the Curly Tongue Star Lord, to become a god.
While they were reciting the "Huang Ting Sutra", they threw the Buddhist magical artifacts that King Qin got from who knows where, which contained the power of incense and vows, to Zhang Liang. Not far behind them, the search foxes once again transformed into musicians.
The fox is tinkling and playing Taoist music.
Although this time because the ennobled Xingjun is relatively... marginalized, Taishang Daozu will not descend in person, but because of Zhang Liang's special status, Li Shimin and the others in Tiance Mansion still wear formal clothes and act honestly
They were waiting near the Tai Chi Hall to watch the ceremony.
"Zhang Liang is such a lucky guy!"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Zhang Liang, who was sitting in front of the Tai Chi Hall with a strange look on his face, and said with some jealousy.
"The incense we spent so much effort to find is actually all at an advantage to him..."
"You can do it if it's cheap!"
Yu Chigong on the side glanced at Cheng Yaojin gently and said.
"Actually, I have always felt that you, Cheng Yaojin, are quite suitable for the position of Lord Curly Tongue Star. If you feel dissatisfied, we can also tell the king now and you can become a god instead."
"That's not necessary!"
After hearing Yu Chigong's words, Cheng Yaojin immediately raised his hand without hesitation.
"Let's give a good position like Curly Tongue Star to Zhang Liang. I think Zuo Fuxing or You Bixing are more suitable for me..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui glanced at him covertly.
"Wen Qu Xingjun and Wu Qu Xingjun are slightly different. They cannot reflect one's talents truthfully..."
Cheng Yaojin touched his beard with his hand and said without any shame.
"As for Lucun, Lian Zhen, Jumen and the like, they are more suitable for Shu Bao and Jing De, warriors like you, rather than someone who is both civil and military like a certain person."
"I have a proposal now..."
Qin Qiong, standing beside Cheng Yaojin, said seriously.
"Let's replace Zhang Liang. I feel that no one else is suitable for the position of Curly Tongue Star Lord except Yao Jin!"
Before Qin Qiong finished speaking, there was a burst of echoes.
"Seconded!"
"Agree!"
"support!"
"I didn't say anything!"
"..."
"etc!"
Cheng Yaojin trembled all over and pointed at the others with his hand.
"We are all Pao Ze, how could you have such bastard thoughts?"
While these Tiance Mansion killers were chatting and laughing, Kong Qing, who was presiding over the ceremony in the Tai Chi Hall, had already bowed to the old man sincerely and turned to look at Zhang Liang in front of the hall.
"The Great Emperor Xuanyuan of Gaoshangdao Jinque has graciously approved it. Zhang Liang, kneel down and accept the seal!"
Gudong!
Zhang Liang knelt down without hesitation.
"Zhang Liang, you have detected good and evil details, served as the eyes and ears of the army, and have made great contributions to the country. In accordance with the decree of the Supreme Leader, I have made you a tongue-twisting star, and you will be placed among the constellations in the sky. You should investigate treason and seek out traitors.
To protect the peace of heaven and earth, you should practice your duties conscientiously, you are so noble!"
"Follow the law!"
Whoosh!
A ray of golden light shot out from the list of gods held by the statue of Taishang Laojun floating in the Tai Chi Hall, and fell on Zhang Liang's body.