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Chapter 367: Tail Docking

Chapter 367 Tail Cutoff

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In the Arctic Pavilion in Jinling City, on the peak at the northeastern end, is Jiming Temple.【】

This temple was originally called Tongtai Temple. It was built during the period of Emperor Wu of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. In order to build the temple, Emperor Wu of Liang went to Tongtai Temple four times to become a monk and forced ministers to redeem his life. He raised a total of hundreds of millions of coins and was able to

A large-scale temple was built. Unfortunately, within twenty years, the temple was struck by lightning and most of it was burned down.

After Zhu Yuanzhang became the emperor, the impudent emperor, who had been a young monk for three years, drank water and thought about the source, ordered the reconstruction, and then changed its name to Jiming Temple. Originally, Jiming Temple was very popular, but after Zhu Yun ascended the throne, this rebellious child

He was always in conflict with his grandfather. Not only did the imperial system undergo a huge change, but his grandfather worshiped Buddhism, while he suppressed Buddhism.

Ordinary people don't care about that, and those who believe in Buddhism still come to offer incense and worship Buddha. However, the officials and gentry in Jinling City have great fortunes, but they have to consider the emperor's law, especially the law of Dr. Fang Da, who hates Buddhism very much. Therefore, Jiming Temple

It has become much deserted, and the big incense owners no longer come easily, so the money for the sesame oil is much less.

Today is a good day. Early in the morning, Monk Wankong, the abbot of Jiming Temple, heard that at the invitation of the envoys of Japan and Shanhou Kingdom, the Ministry of Rites would lead the envoys of the two countries to visit Jiming Temple and pay homage to the Buddha. Evening

Monk Kong was overjoyed and quickly asked Zhike Monk to arrange everything. The young monks swept everywhere and tidied up Jiming Temple.

Meng Fusheng, the minister of etiquette, led Shimazu Mitsuo and He Tianyang and their entourage to Jiming Temple. Monk Wankong, wearing a red cassock and a Vairocana hat, came out to greet him. He stole the business of Zhike monk and personally led the nobles of the two countries.

Let’s visit Jiming Temple.

In order to welcome the distinguished envoys from the two countries, Monk Wankong made careful arrangements, specially isolated some important areas, prohibited ordinary pilgrims from entering, and led the envoys from the two countries into the Main Hall. Shimazu Mitsuo immediately knelt down on the futon to worship Buddha respectfully.

, He Tianyang and Pingnu followed suit and invited incense sticks to burn incense and worship the Buddha together.

After offering incense, Wan Kong led them around the temple, stopping from time to time to explain it to them personally. When they walked to Rouge Well, Wan Kong pointed out: "This well is originally called Jingyang Well, also known as Shame Well.

When the Sui soldiers went south, Empress Chen's master Shu Bao and his beloved concubine Zhang Lihua hid in this well, but they were discovered by the Sui soldiers and captured alive."

"Nani?"

Shimazu Mitsuo was very interested when he heard this, and hurriedly moved forward and looked into the well. Unfortunately, there was no beauty in the well, and only a ghost-like thing was reflected in the well.

It's himself.

At this moment, the Zhike monk whose business had been robbed by the abbot suddenly led a group of people here, pointing and smiling happily. When Wan Kong saw it, he frowned and immediately became unhappy.

He quickly confessed to Meng Shilang and others, then clasped his hands and hurriedly greeted them.

"Junior brother, senior brother is accompanying the Minister of Rites and two foreign envoys to visit the temple. Didn't I tell you that the other pilgrims will..."

Before Wan Kong finished speaking, Zhike Monk came up to him excitedly and whispered: "Senior brother, this one has a good background. He is the little princess of Shanwang Mansion!"

"ah?"

When he heard that it was a princess, the displeasure on Master Wankong's face was instantly wiped away. He looked at Dingqing. Unexpectedly, surrounded by the crowd, he saw a young girl with her hair tied in a bun, wearing lake green clothes.

She is wearing a narrow-sleeved top, an emerald green skirt, and a thin belt that wraps around her waist to create a very attractive and delicate curve.

No makeup, no jewelry, noodles with clear soup, but there was a sense of nobility coming to his face. The little girl stared at him with her beautiful eyes. The monk in the evening sky quickly bowed his head and shouted the Buddha's name.

He put on a friendly and peaceful smile. Then, the distinguished guests received by Master Abbot personally added one more guest: the young princess of Shanwang Mansion.

Nine-storey pagoda, seven-storey pagoda and ten-faced golden Buddha. Most of the time during the tour of Jiming Temple, Xu Miaojin, the young princess of the Shanwang Palace, and Pingnu, the princess of the Shanhou Palace, met by chance. They hit it off and became very good friends. In the Guanyin Hall,

The great master sat facing north, and the couplet on the door of the hall read: "Ask the Bodhisattva why he sits upside down, sighing that all living beings refuse to look back."

Xu Ming'er smiled as brightly as a flower, took Ping Nu's hand and said, "Sister Ping Nu, it is a great fate that you and I met today. Why don't you and I become sisters with different surnames in front of Master Guanyin?

All right."

Today's encounter was actually at the request of Xu Ming'er. She wanted to get acquainted with Ping'er, the princess of the Queen of Mountains, and marry Jinlan. She would have the opportunity to interact with her in the future. So if Xu Hui Zuzhen and Fang Xiaoru reach a cooperation

, Xia Xun has more chances to secretly send her away.

Xu Ming'er's worry is not impossible. Fang Xiaoru has the emperor's trust, but what he lacks is the foundation in the court. Xu Huizu has a huge network of contacts and a strong foundation in both the government and the public. What he lacks is the favor of the emperor like Fang Xiaoru.

If two people form an alliance, it will be of great benefit to each other. This does not require a mature politician. As long as Fang Xiaoru has a little vision, he will not refuse Xu Huizu's kindness.

Once an alliance is formed, Fang Xiaoru will get an extremely powerful ally and receive great help. All he needs to pay is a disciple who is married to the Xu family, and his power will be further consolidated. His ideals and his

All ambitions will be more likely to be implemented. Will he not agree?

It was related to the lifelong happiness of a daughter's family, and Xia Xun did not dare to be careless. He has now realized that it is not him who controls the general trend of the world. But the fate of those who control the general trend of the world is affected by him to a certain extent, and he cannot

I can guarantee that the wings of my little butterfly will not affect Fang Xiaoru and Xu Huizu, thereby interfering with Xu Ming'er's future.

Pingnu had already received Xia Xun's instructions, and she immediately said happily after hearing this: "My sister and I hit it off as old friends, and that's what I thought, so I followed my sister and asked Master Guanyin to be a witness for you and me, and we became Jinlan sisters.

"

The two of them happily prostrated themselves in front of Master Guanyin. When they stood up, Monk Wankong stepped forward to congratulate him with a smile on his face. The two girls returned the greeting with a smile. Inadvertently, Xu Ming'er's eyes fixed on Xia Xun's face.

Definitely, the tip of his eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a faint hint of amusement in his charming look.

It was the eighth day of Mochou's poetry reception. The gangsters who spread "rumors" were never caught. Ying Tianfu Yin and the chief officer of the Wucheng Army and Horses Division were called into the palace by Zhu Yun every three days to reprimand them. They were disgraced.

After leaving the palace, a large-scale search was carried out among the people, which caused a lot of confusion. Apart from further expanding the influence of King Yan's secret spies, it was of no use.

People who do business in the market are still quite worried. They don’t know when the police from Yingtian Mansion or the patrol soldiers from the Wucheng Army and Horses Division will come like crazy and interrogate and inspect. Zhang Jun’s "Four Pines, Bamboos and Plums"

"Baodian" is much quieter.

His shop is located next to the corner gate of Gongyuan, in an alley. It is inconspicuous. Once the corner gate is opened, the academy is inside. When the students exit the corner gate, directly opposite is a very elegant painting of the Three Friends of Suihan.

When you walk in, the fragrance of ink hits your face, it is Zhang Jun's Fang Si Bao store.

The weather is getting colder, and the winter in Jiangnan is wet and cold. It is not very freezing, and you will never feel the cold wind like a knife cutting through flesh, but the humid, cold air is sticky and uncomfortable.

A scholar wearing a blue cotton jacket walked into "Pine, Bamboo and Plum" in this humid and cold weather.

"Sir, look at this square inkstone. It has fine mud, light yellow color, novel shape, and simple and elegant decoration. The oval on the forehead of the inkstone is the inkstone pool. How convenient. If you buy it, I will give you a lacquer box as a gift.

Son, what do you think of your square jade-colored lacquer box?"

The scholar who was shopping was obviously a poor scholar. He was wearing thin clothes. It was a cold day and his face was a little pale from the cold. After being fooled by Zhang Jun, he finally gritted his teeth and took out the sweaty bunch of copper coins. Zhang

Jun quickly packed it for him, and the scholar walked away with the inkstone in his arms like a treasure. At this time, the scholar in the back wearing a blue quilted robe stepped forward with a smile.

Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Sir, what do you want to buy? Fang Si Bao, our store has everything..."

The handsome young man smiled slightly and said: "I don't want to buy a house or buy a house, I just want to print something."

Zhang Jun was startled and replied: "I'm sorry, the shop only sells the four treasures of the house and does not print anything."

"Haha, it's just a few simple articles. It's not worth it to make a single edition. Yinfang Bookstore is not willing to accept this business. My store is quite free. Do you really not want to accept this business?"

As the young man spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and pushed it forward gently.

Zhang Jun picked it up, and his face changed color immediately. The crumpled piece of paper was the poster distributed that night at the Mochou Poetry Club. Opposite him, the young man stopped smiling, pursed his thin lips, and revealed a sharp look in his eyes.

murderous look.

Zhang Jun shouted loudly, kicked his foot, and the desk flew out. The scholar was already prepared and stepped aside. The desk crashed against the opposite wall and fell apart. At the same time,

Several big men from the Jinyi Guards had already rushed in the door. Zhang Jun took a step back, ducked down, and pulled out a narrow-edged single sword from under the shelf where the four treasures of the house were placed.

The handsome scholar took two steps back slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "You have to live!"

“I heard something happened to ‘Songzhumei’!”

"What's the matter? Boss Zhang is from King Yan?"

"The imperial court is rebellious? He didn't come out. He is a very kind man. Didn't he say that the soldiers under King Yan are all barbarians outside the Great Wall, and they are all vicious?"

The first people to spread the news were two small businessmen passing by in the alley, and then many lively people ran in from outside the alley, whispering to each other and talking about it.

Soon, they found Zhang Jun, who was covered in blood and tied up, and was escorted out of the "Songzhumei" Fangsibao store. It was faintly visible that there were several people inside the store who were searching like they were demolishing a house.

Zhang Jun was captured alive. He was being escorted dejectedly as he walked out of the alley step by step. More and more people were watching on the roadside. No one in the crowd noticed that a vendor selling "Zhuangyuan Cake" was carrying him on his arm.

The basket was quietly pointed at Zhang Jun. There was a small hole in the basket, but who would notice him...

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