Now that things have come to this, Cui Shou is speechless.
Courtiers, you look at me and I look at you. Although they understand the whole story in their hearts, they dare not speak because of Cui Shou's paradoxical relationship with the Cui family.
Cui Quan, who had been silently bowing his head and standing firm, then slowly spoke.
"Master Yu has a clear and clear eye, which is admirable. However, I still have something unclear. For the sake of my friendship and the safety of the saint, I would like to ask Master Yu to clarify my doubts."
A group of people looked at Cui Quan. In the past, they avoided suspicion with Cui Shou, but why did they suddenly get together today? Could it be that the Cui family is also involved in this matter?
Yu Qiansi never paid attention to this, and made a "please" gesture. Cui Quan touched the long and vigorous beard on his chin: "I want to ask Master Yu honestly, how can you tell that all this has been premeditated? According to me,
As we know, although there are Dharma gatherings in the Seven Buddhas City every year, this parade of Buddhist shrines is not a rule. As Lord Yu said, the premise for Cui Shou to do all this is that he knew that there would be such a grand gathering in the Seven Buddhas City this year.
Only then..."
These words can be said to be a key point and an enlightenment.
Everyone was led around by the nose by Yu Qiansi, but they forgot this most important point.
The county magistrate of Qifucheng also straightened his body and looked at Yu Qiansi curiously.
Even he had learned about this year's arrangements for the Seven Buddhas City more than a month ago. How could Cui Shou know about the arrangements thousands of miles away when he was in the imperial palace of the capital?
"Of course," Cui Quan said with a calm smile: "Master Yu, you don't have to worry about the Cui family. What I asked is purely for the safety of the saint. Although this Cui Shou has the same surname as my clan and came from the same Bazhou, he is not the same as the Cui family in Bazhou.
It has nothing to do with it. I think no one knows this better than the young master and the colleagues who are in charge of the new policy of the Ministry of Household Affairs."
The court was full of old ginsengs who had grown up, and they finally came to their senses. Cui Quan's words were originally intended to clear up the relationship between Cui and Cui Shou. In order to worry that he would be accused of cutting off his seat, he pretended to be a colleague.
Ask about his name.
However, what Cui Quan said was true. They all remembered the Cui family's behavior of deliberately alienating Cui Shou, and they also had many speculations in private. However, the Cui family did not point out that Cui Shou had obtained the identity of the commander of the Imperial Guard.
Whether he is a Cui family member or not is just the icing on the cake, and everyone doesn't take this matter to heart.
Yu Qiansi ignored all this, and didn't bother to look at the looks exchanged by these courtiers. She didn't know who this bumbling old man with a black beard was, but he got the key point.
Finally someone is not so stupid and thought of this.
Yu Qiansi looked at Wang Song, their eyes intertwined, and they both thought of the same place.
The people behind the scenes had terrible plans. Not only did they set up all kinds of ingenuity in the palace, forcing the emperor to leave the palace and go to the imperial mausoleum. It was more likely that he had planned that the emperor would pass by the Seven Buddha City and had laid the groundwork here.
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But when this expression fell in the eyes of someone who was on good terms with the Duke of Qi, he thought that Yu Qiansi didn't know how to explain it, so he quickly came to the rescue and said: "Is it possible that the mastermind behind the scenes has left people everywhere to inquire about people who come and go, and if they see similar movements?
He reported it immediately and discovered the clue?" In this way, it can be explained how Cui Shou learned everything so quickly and had someone come to guard him.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, how can someone be like a god and figure everything out clearly?
"Impossible," someone immediately argued. From the looks of it, it should be an official who knew the inside story of the saint's trip: "The routes of so many teams are approved by His Majesty. We only know the general plan but not the specific arrangements. From the capital to Long
There are several official roads. If there are people waiting in every place, and manpower is assigned to dig such a large tunnel to kidnap His Majesty, how many men and horses will it take?"
It's impossible even if you think about it.
"That's right..." an official from the Ministry of Household Affairs agreed: "The New Deal is at a critical juncture now. If there are some outsiders watching along the way, it will be easy to detect abnormalities."
This group of people is really used to debating with others. They are used to refuting other people's opinions. They have completely forgotten that they are not discussing political affairs in the court, and there is no emperor to watch their performances.
Yu Qiansi ignored the noise and lowered his eyes to think carefully.
However, Shang Fu somehow had an idea, thought of something, and joined the discussion enthusiastically.
"My lords, you have missed one thing!" He puffed out his chest and said proudly: "If there is a large influx of traders and other foreigners, they will naturally be noticed. But what if these people who are following are originally residents of the cities along the road?"
There are many intelligence agencies in this story, collecting information from all sources under the guise of restaurants and inns, and then using the magical flying pigeon to transmit messages thousands of miles away.
Shang Fu was convinced of his guess: "At the worst, there are those beggars who are the easiest to bribe!"
Yu Qiansi raised her eyes and glanced lightly to the side. The group of monks were staring at the half-dead Ming Xuan on the ground with fear in their eyes. Each of them looked like their souls had been frightened.
"It makes some sense, but it actually doesn't have to be that troublesome."
Yu Qiansi turned around and pointed at the county magistrate: "Excuse me, sir, what are the prerequisites for holding this street parade?"
The county magistrate looked at the recited scriptures, and seemed to be in a mirror, telling everything he knew.
Street parades in the Seven Buddhas City are held from time to time, just because the celestial wonders and corresponding auspicious omen are rare.
According to the ancestral tradition of the Seven Buddhas Temple, if a moonbow appears in the sky and many people dream of the Seven Buddhas in their dreams, it is the time to hold the Seven Buddhas Street Patrol.
After hearing what the county magistrate said, everyone was even more confused.
How is it possible that someone can do this? Is it just a coincidence?
What's more, according to what the county magistrate said, several well-known good people in Qi Buddha City successively dreamed of Qi Buddha Sunshine two months ago, and the moon rainbow only appeared a month ago. From what it sounds like, it doesn't sound like someone
What you said after seeing Yuehong was nonsense.
These good people who often give alms are originally devout believers. They will not make fun of their faith, let alone talk nonsense because of money.
Yu Qiansi found it funny and joked: "Let me ask you, if the Buddha said that 'all living beings are equal', should we protect all living beings? Or should we say that the Buddha in Qifu Temple is extra special and only protects the people nearby?"
This Jade Rakshasa really became more and more arrogant and dared to make fun of the Buddha. Many officials in the capital who respected Buddhism became angry and retorted after hearing this.
One by one, she quoted scriptures and tried to refute the brazen and arrogant woman in front of her. The sounds one after another fell in Yu Qiansi's ears, all like the sound of indistinct chanting.
She pressed the Yifeng point behind her ears, looking impatient to listen to their noise, and said directly: "If it is as everyone said, the Buddha protects all living beings, then why are only the believers near the Seven Buddha City dreaming about something?"
"Sunday, are there only believers in the City of Seven Buddhas in this world who devote themselves to Buddhahood and fail to achieve it?"
If the famous Seven Buddhas only protect the people nearby, wouldn't those believers who come all the way to pay homage become a joke?
