He also admired Emperor Zhou Ren's tricks in his heart.
This imperial edict is ostensibly to reward Jinquan Temple and confer it as the National Protector Temple, which sounds very impressive.
But in reality, Jinquan Temple was forcibly brought under the rule of the imperial court.
Today's Jinquan Temple is not under the jurisdiction of the imperial court.
In other words, no matter whether Jinquan Temple participated in the war or not, the court had no reason to care about them.
Naturally, Jinquan Temple cannot be punished or ordered.
But as long as it is canonized as the National Protectorate Temple.
Then Jinquan Temple will have to listen to the imperial court's instructions!
No matter how awesome you were at Jinquan Temple before, now you are the imperial army and you must listen to the imperial court's orders.
Don’t listen?
Then I have a legitimate reason to punish you!
The Protector of the Nation Temple sounds very powerful, but in fact it is like a tightening curse worn by Sun Wukong.
The tight spell used to control Jinquan Temple!
Master Duyin naturally understood this and recited Amitabha with a troubled expression on his face.
"Donor Wu, the poor monk Jinquan Temple may not be able to take on this important task."
"President Du Yin, could it be that he doesn't despise His Majesty's reward?"
Wu Zhongxian looked at Du Yin with indifferent eyes.
"Amitabha, it is truly an honor for me, Jinquan Temple, to be able to confer Bounty Jinquan Temple as the National Protector Temple! However, Jinquan Temple is a Buddhist sect after all. There are teachings and laws not to break the precept to kill, nor to lead to war. Neither can we break the precept to kill, nor can we lead to war.
I am not worthy of the name of the National Protectorate Temple, and I hope Donor Wu can forgive me."
Wu Zhongxian said calmly: "President Du Yin, it's better to think carefully before answering."
After saying that, he turned and left.
It is not easy for this old monk to become the abbot of Jinquan Temple. He is a well-rounded person and his answers are perfect.
He neither disgraced the emperor nor refused the reward.
"Why!"
Host Du Yin looked at Wu Zhongxian's back and sighed deeply.
What he feared most finally came to pass.
The imperial court wants to intervene in Jianghu affairs.
…
night.
Director Du Yin arranged dormitories for Wu Zhongxian and others.
That is the living room.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect to see Fengzhu Donor."
When host Du Yin saw Feng Zhu, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This old monk also knew Fengzhu.
Yes, after all, Fengzhu was the only female sword immortal twenty-five years ago, and was also the only woman to step into the realm of land immortals later on.
Not only in the Great Zhou Dynasty, other dynasties have also heard of Fengzhu's style and reputation.
When Feng Zhu saw Du Yin presiding, he just nodded slightly as a response.
"Donor Fengzhu, have you entered the realm of terrestrial gods?" Master Duyin looked at Fengzhu, and he could tell that she had broken through to the realm of terrestrial gods just from the aura of returning to nature.
Feng Zhu still nodded lightly and did not speak.
"Donor Fengzhu is still as cold as ever. He doesn't even say a word to his old friend when he sees him. In that case, the two benefactors, please take a rest first. The poor monk takes his leave."
After the host Du Yin finished speaking, he seemed to be a little disappointed and left.
Wu Zhongxian looked at Feng Zhu who was cold and silent and almost couldn't help laughing.
Although Fengzhu is indeed cold and rarely talks, he will still say a few words when he meets people he knows.
As for why she didn't say a word in front of host Du Yin...it wasn't because of her big tongue!
As soon as the big tongue spoke, the image of the swordsman was completely ruined!
No one would have thought that the majestic female sword fairy and land god would be burned into a big tongue.
Feng Zhu saw Wu Zhongxian laughing and slapped him with his backhand.
"Hey, what happened to Senior Feng? Why did you do it?"
Wu Zhongxian touched the back of his head, which was a little painful, and asked aggrievedly.
Feng Zhu glared at the latter fiercely and didn't want to speak!
Wu Zhongxian stopped making fun of the female swordsman. He stretched out on the bed and said out of curiosity: "I think host Du Yin seems to have a good relationship with you, senior Feng? Have you known each other before?"
Feng Zhu nodded slightly in response.
"Is the relationship good?"
"starfish."
Fengzhu Road.
He just has a bit of a big tongue when speaking.
But it's much better than last night.
Feng Zhu's answer aroused Wu Zhongxian's curiosity as to why he felt that the relationship was unusual.
Wu Zhongxian likes to get to the bottom of things the most.
Especially now that he wants to develop Fengzhu into a family, he naturally also needs to know about Fengzhu's past.
As a family member, this is normal!
Wu Zhongxian thought this way, gave himself a reasonable reason, then sat up and continued to check the household registration.
"How did you meet? Where did you meet? Why did you become friends? Is there any other relationship besides friendship?"
Fengzhu: "?"
Why don't you check your household registration here?
"What does it have to do with you?"
Feng Zhu stared at Wu Zhongxian.
Wu Zhongxian was not repelled by Feng Zhu's indifference, and had no intention of retreating. He continued to face the difficulties and said shamelessly: "Why does this have nothing to do with me? You and I are wearing the same pair of trousers and standing in the same boat!"
Now that I know about your past, it’s for your own good.”
"unnecessary."
Feng Zhu coolly refused.
But Wu Zhongxian did not back down.
He knows two truths very well. When chasing a woman, you must stalk her! She will be shameless!
Especially such a cold swordsman.
I am afraid that his former suitors can be queued from the capital to Shanshui County.
Is it possible for you not to pursue such an outstanding woman so shamelessly and to attack her with just a bowl of ginseng soup?
impossible!
Therefore, Wu Zhongxian took to the extreme the method of pursuing girls shamelessly that he learned in his previous life on earth.
He lay directly on the bed, hugged the quilt, and said shamelessly: "If you don't tell me, Senior Feng, then I won't leave today! I will sleep in your room tonight!"
really,
Hearing these shameless words, Feng Zhu's face didn't look good.
If it weren't for the lack of a sword, Feng Zhu would definitely stab Wu Zhongxian's thick-walled face with a sword.
She took a deep breath, looked at Wu Zhongxian's serious expression, and finally gave in, sat aside and started talking.
"Du Yin was a disciple of the Demon Cult before he entered Buddhism."
"A disciple of the demon sect? Became a Buddhist host? Good guy, this is the template for a classic supporting role."
Wu Zhongxian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the old monk who looked kind and kind-hearted was once a member of the devil's sect.
"Classic supporting role template? What do you mean?" Feng Zhu was confused.
She had never heard of this word.
"It's nothing, it's just a title."
Wu Zhongxian said casually, and then urged: "Senior Feng, please continue talking. How did you meet him? How was he influenced? Did he have any relationship with you before?"
"So, he once pursued me."
Fengzhu nodded.
Wu Zhongxian was slightly taken aback by this answer.
What's going on?
Did the old monk Du Yin ever pursue Feng Zhu?
But thinking about it carefully, there seems to be no problem...
Twenty-five years ago, the old monk Duyin was probably only middle-aged.
At that time, Fengzhu was top-notch in every aspect, including appearance, strength, and figure.
It is normal to attract men from all over the world to pursue you.
The so-called fair lady, a gentleman is so jealous!
But Wu Zhongxian is still very concerned about whether Feng Zhu has ever been in love with him!
