The three people who were plotting quickly sat up straight.
"Here, what's going on?" Li Yu saw something wrong with his expression and asked quickly for fear of something happening.
"Outside Honglu Temple, a large number of monks gathered, asking by name to see the Taoist Priest!"
Honglu Temple is not a temple. Just like Dali Temple, it is a government office responsible for receiving foreign missions from various countries. It is said that this place is guarded by officials from Soochow. How come those monks can come up so easily?
A large number of monks came here, definitely not to welcome themselves, but most likely to avenge the Daxiangguo Temple. They were so courageous that they dared to openly besiege such an important yamen.
You know, the steward of this place, Hong Luqing, is one of the six ministers.
Li Yu snorted, "If you want to embarrass me, isn't there anyone from the Taoist Gate in Jianye City?"
His first thought was to shake people off, and then he thought that this was Soochow. There was no dispute between Buddhism and Taoism here for the time being, and there was no strong person like Lin Lingsu to protect him. It was dozens of times more dangerous than Bianliang.
"Since Sun Ce died at the hands of Yu Ji, his younger brother Sun Quan has been suppressing Taoism. There are not many decent Taoist temples in Soochow, and some Taoists have also fled elsewhere."
Li Yu frowned, is Sun Quan such a superficial person? Because a Taoist priest has to involve the Taoist sect?
And there is still a lot of doubt as to whether Sun Ce died in Yu Ji's hands. At least Da Qiao felt that he did not die in Yu Ji's hands, although she went to Yu Ji's tomb with her and found no clues.
Yang Zhi coughed lightly and said: "After all, this is Jianye City. If we injure those monks, it will not look good on us. Why not go and ask Lu Su to get rid of these disgusting things."
Yang Zhi is well versed in the art of speaking. He turned his fear of being beaten by a group into hurting others, which was not a good look, and he gained face and dignity.
Such a well-spoken, emotionally intelligent, and capable person has been met with bad luck one after another. It can only be said that it is better to call him a broom star than a dark star. He is really unlucky.
Li Yushen thought so and told Yang Yizhong, "Go quickly and ask Lu Su to drive these monks away."
Lu Su and Zhou Yu were determined to complete this cooperation between Song and Wu, and they would definitely not sit back and watch the Song Dynasty's envoys in the capital city of Soochow being completely wiped out.
Yang Yizhong took the spear and went out with fists clasped. He was not a member of the Taoist sect, so he would definitely be able to get out smoothly.
No matter how bold those monks were, they would not dare to openly confront the Yamen.
Outside Honglu Temple, more and more monks gathered, and Li Yu vaguely felt that something was wrong.
"Jianye is the imperial city of Soochow. At the foot of the emperor, so many monks gathered and besieged a government office. Don't you think it's strange that Soochow has been slow to respond?"
"It seems that they want us to fight with them!" Li Jun didn't know when he had two more daggers in his hand.
Li Yu glanced sideways, and Li Jun rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.
"What kind of place is this? If Soochow wants us to cause trouble, we will definitely not be able to escape. For now, we must find out as soon as possible who is inciting these bald donkeys to cause trouble."
The door was suddenly pushed open, and a forbidden soldier came in, clasping his fists and saying: "There is a monk from the Song Dynasty who sneaked into our group from behind and said that he wanted to see the orthodox Taoist priest."
Li Yu frowned and said, "A monk from the Song Dynasty? From some temple."
"He said that he is a monk at the Daxiangguo Temple. He used to be the supervisor of the Daxiangguo Temple. He has never seen him in his humble position, but many people in the Forbidden Army know him."
"Zhihai?" Li Yu was startled. This bald donkey had a deep hatred for him. He probably wanted to eat him alive. What was he doing to find him?
Zhihai was the second-largest person in Daxiangguo Temple. He was the one who went to persuade Lu Zhishen, but Lu Zhishen spat out sweet words and scolded him and walked away. Apart from presiding over Zhizhen, he had the most power, so of course he should hate Li Yu the most.
"If he comes, it means he can talk. I might as well meet him." Yang Zhi pondered for a moment and then said.
"It makes sense," Li Yudun said, "call him in."
At the critical moment, Yang Zhi was relatively calm. After all, he had been in the officialdom, and he had served as a member of the imperial army, which was famous for its many moths during the Song Dynasty.
Zhihai looks a little thinner and a lot darker.
In the past, at the Daxiangguo Temple, people of his level would meditate and practice in the temple every day, but now they are running away everywhere.
Li Yu hadn't figured out how to exchange greetings yet. After all, they were meeting old friends in a foreign country, so they couldn't just throw away their skills and kill each other.
"Buddha bone relics must never be given to Sun Quan!"
To Li Yu's expectation, before he could speak, Zhi Hai suddenly said this.
"What do you mean?" Li Yu was confused.
Zhihai took a step forward, and Yang Zhi pulled out the sword almost instantly. Zhihai ignored him and said urgently to Li Yu: "The finger bone relics obtained from our temple must not be given to Soochow, otherwise
Something big is going to happen!"
A chill ran down Li Yu's back. There was no need for the monk to lie to him. He asked in a deep voice, "What big thing will happen?"
"You wouldn't have done it." Zhihai's eyes widened with a look of horror on his face.
Li Yu rolled his eyelids, nodded slightly, and said, "I gave it to you in the morning."
Zhihai sat down on the ground with a bang, his body limp, and he collapsed to the ground with fear.
For a person who has been the supervisor of the Grand Prime Minister's Temple for a long time, it is hard to imagine what could happen to scare him like this.
Li Yu hurriedly asked: "What's going on? You're talking!"
Zhihai muttered words as if possessed by hysteria. After Li Jun came closer, he listened for a while, raised his head and said, "He keeps saying 'it's over'."
Li Yu stepped forward impatiently and asked, "Stop playing tricks on me. What's so weird about that relic?"
His voice was so loud that he woke up Zhihai who was chanting repeatedly. A brief moment of clarity flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his palm and hit himself on the forehead.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Li Yu kicked his palm away. Zhi Hai couldn't control his palm, tilted it slightly, and slapped him on the cheek.
Suddenly his flesh and blood were mutilated, his left cheek was smashed, and one of his ears was knocked off by himself.
"What a bald ass! Do you want to die here and put the blame on me?"
Zhihai seemed to feel no pain anymore. He beat himself like this and did not cry out in pain. He said: "Sooner or later, I will die. It is better to die early to avoid falling into the inexhaustible Avici Hell."
Li Yuyuan turned to Shuiling to help him heal his wounds. Although the bald donkey was an enemy, he was urgently needed to explain the secret of the amputated phalanx.
As soon as he practiced his skills, he knew that Zhihai was definitely not faking just now, he really wanted to commit suicide.
This made Li Yu even more curious as to what could happen that would make a monk with higher moral standards than himself be so frightened that he would commit suicide.
"You handed over your finger bones and gathered his body. That monster is coming back."
PS: I’ve been busy during the day lately, but I’ll be fine today. I’ll resume the fourth update tomorrow~
