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Chapter 341 Poor Old Lei

Since reading the letter left by Lao Tang that day, Zhang Wu began to be distracted.

He did not believe that the elder who ruled the world would come to prison in person and send Lao Tang a useless love letter.

The letter was flooded by feces. Two prison guards saw it while cleaning and called Cheng Gou.

Although everyone was curious, no one picked up the letters made of feces and shoveled them into the feces bucket and threw them away.

Afterwards, everything was the same in the prison. No one came to investigate, and no one asked Lao Tang, just as he had never appeared before.

In the blink of an eye, all things are revived.

Liu Qing was unstoppable. With the cooperation of the Southern Expedition Army, he fought and talked, and successfully took back the land of the three counties, was appointed as the Prince Taibao, and was promoted to the first-rank official.

For a time, Liu Taibao's name was so powerful that the government and the country were at its peak.

As long as it was the memorial he submitted, the emperor would agree.

As long as he spoke, the 190,000 troops of the Southern Expedition would start to move.

Even the three cabinet masters, the chief assistant and the two secondary assistants must give way to Liu Qing.

The officials who were once in prison with Lao Liu also rose to prominence, with some being promoted three levels a year.

Last month, Liu Zhengjun suddenly wrote a letter asking about the situation in the capital, and complained between the lines. It was obvious that he, the county magistrate, had a hard time.

When Liu Qing was in jail, he changed his mind when he saw the wind. He first curled up in every way, and then ordered the reduction of the cost of others.

Although it did not cause much impact, outsiders had no way of knowing what was happening in prison. Lao Liu was still frightened and was deeply afraid of being liquidated.

Zhang Wu replied to him vaguely, saying that he was in prison all day and did not pay much attention to the political situation of the DPRK.

Zhang Wu had never seen Uncle Six throughout the winter.

I went to the Pacification Office to inquire, saying that I had cooperated with the Southern Expedition Army and spyed on the barbarians' information.

War is fighting intelligence, especially at the negotiating table. Whoever has more information will be beneficial.

Nowadays, the entire court is focusing on the southern expedition, and regaining lost territory is better than anything else.

"I really missed it at that time."

After leaving the capital, you can see Bailong Temple after walking for a while. Zhang Wu walked on the steps of the mountain climbing, feeling very moved.

When I first met Lao Liu, I was just a weak scholar, and I had a little more demeanor than an ordinary person.

When he was bought by him and assassinated by Yang Cang, he realized that this guy had the scheming of turning his hands around.

Now looking at it again, Liu Qing is as simple as having a scheming?

He is simply a talented person with great power and ability to applaud the entire court.

After going up the mountain, there were crowds of people in front of Bailong Temple, and the incense was at its peak.

The bells in the temple flew across the hills, and wisps of Buddhist smoke rose up, and the Zen singing continued, making the entire Bailong Temple appear solemn and dignified.

Zhang Wu originally wanted to worship Taoism, but the Taoist temple was too far from the capital and could not come back in one day.

There are magical powers in this world, but there are ghosts.

If you seek a Taoist talisman to ensure safety, even if it has no actual effect, you can still seek psychological comfort and boost courage.

After raising an incense stick, donating half a tael of silver into the merit box, Zhang Wu walked into the temple.

This Bailong Temple is built very large, with medical halls for treating medical treatment, Buddhist halls for chanting scriptures, and places for selling talismans.

"Amitabha, I wonder what talisman the donor wants to ask for?"

"Send a child talisman?"

"Disaster Elimination Talisman?"

"Or the ghost-suppressing talisman?"

The monk talked about more than a dozen kinds of talismans in a row, and there were yellow talisman paper and cinnabar pens on the table, which were written and sold now.

Zhang Wu said:

"The disaster elimination talisman and the ghost suppression talisman are each given ten."

“???”

The monk was stunned.

Others buy one, is it a hell that you buy so many?

Zhang Wu said with a smile:

"There are many people in the family, so please ask for more at once to avoid running away."

The monk was stunned and looked at the boy's outfit, dressed in a veil and white robe, unlike the children of rich families.

But he didn't ask much.

If someone buys a talisman, you sell it at the price.

Taking advantage of the monk's talisman writing, Zhang Wu asked:

"Master, I would like to ask, does this White Dragon Temple have two place names: 'pose and mouth'?"

“??????”

The monk suddenly looked up and his eyes widened.

If Zhang Wu hadn't had a serious look on his face and was serious, it wouldn't have seemed like a joke. He would have shouted and called the monk in the ward guard to beat the guy up.

"Please don't joke, this temple is a pure Buddhist place... don't... let's talk nonsense..."

Looking at the ten taels of silver on the table, the monk couldn't speak anymore.

He sold talismans for a day and drew hundreds of pictures, so he could only earn two taels of silver. All the common people came to ask for talismans.

Any famous and rich lay Buddhists who go up the mountain to burn incense, the monks in the temple will personally receive them, and they will not ask monks like him to ask for talismans when they sit outside.

Zhang Wu asked in a little disappointed manner:

"Are you really not these two places?"

"It's true that monks don't lie!"

The monk made a sound.

Zhang Wu asked again unwillingly:

"Is there a nun named Jingxuan in that temple?"

"Jingxuan? Nun?"

The monk's face turned into pig's liver.

If it weren't for the sake of money, I would have to kick you out of the door.

"I wonder which Jing and Xuan were asked by the donor?"

"Silent, there is a rice paper ripe under the head of the word "花"."

After Zhang Wu finished speaking, the monk immediately said speechlessly:

"The disciples of this temple only have clean disciples of the Jing generation, and there is no donor, what Jingxuan you are looking for."

"Is there a lay Buddhist named Jingxuan here to pray to Buddha?"

"Mr. Jingxuan?"

This time the monk was stunned, staring at Zhang Wu like a fool and asked:

"Donor, are you a Dakun citizen?"

"Authentic natives in the capital."

Zhang Wu said with his hands raised his head.

The monk said speechlessly:

"Donor, how many concubines are there in the palace?"

"Concubine Shu, Concubine Xian, Concubine De, three."

"Who is Shufei's name?"

"Subject Liu, his name is Jing..."

Before Zhang Wu could finish speaking, his whole body trembled, as if he was hit by lightning.

His eyes suddenly shrank, and he took a breath of coldness in his heart.

That letter was actually a love letter to the emperor's wife!

The person who wrote the letter was so brave that he was so brave!

"Emperor's wife dares to hook up?"

Zhang Wu was shocked and wanted to yell:

"Awesome!"

"Our role models!"

"Brother, class starts, I'll kneel down and listen!"

“…”

The surging river cannot describe Zhang Wu's contempt for this person.

"Does Concubine Shu often come to the temple to worship Buddha?"

"Every year at the end of March, when the flowers bloom, they will come."

The monk said without raising his head, feeling that he was playing the piano at the cow and didn't want to pay attention to this country bumpkin.

“…”

Zhang Wu's mouth twitched.

At this point, the letter delivery incident has been completely revealed.

Liu Jingxuan, 32 years old this year, was named a talented person when she first entered the palace. Later, she gradually became favored and became Shufei, second only to the queen.

She has a cousin, who is eighteen years older than him, named Liu Qing!

Minister of Personnel, the promotion of officials in the world. If there is no background in the palace, how could it be possible to climb to this position?

The meaning of the love letter is to look forward to meeting Shufei at White Horse Temple, meeting a lover, posture, and mouth...

As long as you hand over this letter, Liu Jingxuan will definitely be done.

It is light to be killed if you are invaded by the cold palace. If you can’t kill the nine clans, you will be killed by the whole family!

How can the emperor not hate him if he cuckolds?

Even Liu Qing has to finish playing.

I thought of Lao Tang once scolding Ge Lao in person in prison.

Obviously he knew that the matter was of great importance. If he handed over this letter, he would not only die for himself, but also for the whole family, but not even want to live.

But Lao Tang wanted to bring down Liu Qing, so he pulled him down to cushion his back, so he thought of Zhang Wu.

He has no father or mother, and is alone, and is the chief banner of the tutoring department, so it is perfect for him to deliver letters.

"Hey damn human hearts are sinister!"

The boy's heart was filled with chills.

Master Wu, I am in prison and take good care of you. I will give you slaughtered rice and hot soup. That's how you treat me?

If you weren't careful enough, you would really die without a place to die this time!

When Zhang Wu thought of the cabinet master again, he felt even more chill.

These big men really do everything they can to defeat their opponents!


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