Su Ziji waited outside for a long time before he saw a person coming out, casting a long shadow in the dim light.
"Keep your Majesty waiting for a long time." Fang Zhen said, something was wrong with his expression. The previous joy and excitement had faded a lot, his expression was gloomy, and there was even a little tear in his eyes.
When he raised his eyes to look at Su Ziji, before Su Ziji could ask, he said something that made him feel bad.
"I'm afraid I can't save Benxuan's left eye." As he said this, he couldn't help but sigh.
These words made Su Ziji take a breath of cold air.
Can Ben Xuan's left eye be saved?
The light was dim just now, and Su Ziji only noticed the injury on Bianxuan's face, and his left eye was severely swollen. What he thought at that time was that even after the injury healed, there would be scars on his face, but he didn't expect that it would be so serious that he would be blinded.
One eye.
Fang Zhen is used to seeing injured people, and Bian Xuan is not an ignorant child. Now that he says this, he is inseparable.
For such a handsome and elegant person to be disfigured and blind, from the perspective of ordinary onlookers, it would be a pity.
Su Ziji sighed: "How could this happen? What a pity. What's going on?"
"What else could be going on?" Fang Zhen smiled bitterly: "In prison, he likes to torture high-ranking officials the most. Do you remember how many cases like this happened during the founding of this dynasty?"
"Bianxuan is handsome and charming, just like this, you have to torture him and break his appearance."
Su Ziji remembered that this indeed led to many incidents. One of them was that the Minister of Rites was imprisoned, and all of them had their ribs broken and died wailing in the middle of the night.
Later, some people were released from prison and spent great efforts to beat the prison officials to death, so that they did not dare to be so rampant later.
I don't want to argue, but I also fell into this problem.
"Well, the tougher you are, the more senior officials you are, the more handsome and romantic you are, the more you have to be tortured. It's a pity." Su Ziji said: "However, I don't think they are all blind. We are going out soon. I will send a doctor immediately.
treat."
"Hey, I hope it can turn around!" Fang Zhen sighed with regret, a little more intensely than Su Ziji.
After all, he and Benxuan were really close friends. Even because of their status, the two of them seemed to have a gentle friendship with outsiders. Most of the time, they even got together through banquets held by Princess Xinping. But in Fang Zhen's eyes
, still has considerable weight.
Fang Zhen also really admired Benxuan's words, deeds, appearance and talents. He felt that although Benxuan was involved in the world, he still had a noble heart. It was precisely because of his thinking that he felt even more sad when he saw his friend in trouble like snow falling on mud.
"There were originally eighty-seven monks in Qingyuan Temple, but now there are only thirty-one left." Fang Zhen said this and sighed again.
Recalling the grand scene of Qingyuan Temple before, how it enjoyed a high reputation among literati, and recalling the grace of arguing the mystery, when I look at it now, it is just like a dream, and I woke up in a trance.
Since this was not a very reassuring place, Fang Zhen lowered his voice and said softly: "The first time I met Benxuan was at Princess Xinping's poetry club. The princess was not very old at that time, and Benxuan was also the same age.
Xiao is just a young monk, but he has a gentle personality and speaks volumes."
"I was scolded by my father that day. I drank too much at the banquet and got drunk. Bianxuan found out and took care of me so that I didn't make a fool of myself. Being careful makes people feel at ease."
"That day, we just chatted about some poems. Later, as we got to know him better, we talked about more things. I knew that he didn't seem to be aloof from the world on the surface. He also had a purpose for getting to know the princess, and even made friends with me.
My fear at the beginning was not innocent, it was just because I was born in the Marquis of Huaifeng Mansion and was used by His Majesty..."
Fang Zhen sighed again: "No matter how we met, my friendship with him is still real."
"Now that I think about it, I feel sad. I thought that with his talent and appearance, even if he was in trouble, it would be related to women... I didn't expect that he would go to jail for such a thing."
In the past, he had been worried that Benxuan would get along too much with Princess Xinping, which would make the emperor angry, and he was afraid that he would encounter a peach blossom evil spirit.
Unexpectedly, Princess Xinping's disaster was accidentally overcome by Benxuan, but because of Zhou Xuan's incident, the entire Qingyuan Temple was completely destroyed.
Su Ziji listened quietly on the side and couldn't help but be alert.
Yes, the once-splendid temple and the famous monk fell into the quagmire in the blink of an eye, and it was difficult to even save themselves.
If I end up like this...
But then I thought about it, if something happened to the prince, the emperor would be merciless and even kill his descendants. That was not a rumor, but he saw it with his own eyes.
If he ends up like this, I'm afraid he won't even have the slightest chance of survival, and he won't even be as good as arguing.
At least there is someone who dares to save Bianxuan, and can save him. If it were him, then the kings would be eager to add insult to injury, and the new emperor would not treat himself as an insignificant person like he did to Bianxuan, and would only eliminate the roots.
While the two were talking, a third person slowly walked out of the room, and it was Benxuan.
Different from the silence and gloom just now, Bianxuan Fangfan was enlightened by Fang Zhen at this time. As soon as he came out, he saluted Su Ziji.
Su Ziji met the other person's eyes and did not avoid the gift.
Bianxuan straightened up and said: "The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten by this young monk. When he was imprisoned, he no longer thought that he would be able to escape alive. Unexpectedly, with the help of the king, this young monk would be able to step out of prison one day...
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As if thinking of what he had experienced in prison, his eyes darkened slightly, and the scars on his handsome face made people subconsciously feel cold just by looking at him.
Bianxuan made a very serious promise to the king in front of him: "From now on, as long as the king needs it, the young monk is willing to go through fire and water for the king."
This thank you seems to come from the bottom of my heart.
The Yin Guan sect values itself more and more, and Liu Zhan has never said such a thing. It can be seen that the monks of Qingyuan Temple have really suffered a great disaster and suffered a serious crime. Only by lending a helping hand now can Bianxuan say such a thing that he never said before.
Words that cannot be spoken.
"Bianxuan, I have accepted your courtesy. You and I are friends, so of course I can't ignore it." Su Ziji listened, but did not respond. He just said: "There is no need to say such words of thanks."
"It's just that if you want to wash away your sins, even save others, and revive Qingyuan Temple, you have to make meritorious deeds. I hope you will cooperate more in the future."
Bianxuan Dingding looked at the acting king in front of him, his lips trembled a few times, and he bowed again. This time he stood up and did not say what he had just said, but said: "The young monk will definitely cooperate and earnestly handle the things assigned by the king."
Then he thought for a moment and named nine people. These are the people who can be brought out of the prison.
Only nine people were selected from the remaining thirty people. This was indeed a difficult choice. Who knew how many of the people left behind would survive?
But Benxuan must choose, and he must choose someone who is useful to the king. Only in this way can the remaining people have a glimmer of hope.
Su Ziji saw Bianxuan's expression fluctuate for only a moment, but soon his expression became solemn, and he felt a little admired in his heart.
"After this incident, this person's Brahma Dharma has become much deeper!"
"If it weren't for my own sincerity, I really wouldn't be able to see the black fire buried deep in his heart."