Severe pain came from their backs, which made them wake up and realize that they had been thrown to the ground. They looked around with wide eyes and saw the gray-robed monk standing not far from them.
Monk Chu Li's robes were fluttering. He looked at the two people calmly, then glanced at the crowd who were fighting fiercely. His eyes finally fell on the remaining four middle-aged men. He smiled and said: "I don't know what you are doing, poor monk Dingru."
What's the point?"
"Dingru, you are so brave, you dare to hurt us!" Xia Zhongchu stood up with the help of a bearer in a sedan chair, grinned and shouted: "Do you know our identities?"
Chu Li smiled and said: "The poor monk is an outsider. His fame and fortune are all in the clouds. No matter whether the benefactor is a prince or an ordinary person, he can do so in front of Ruyi Temple. This is what the poor monk can do."
"Haha! What a loud tone!" Xia Zhongchu sneered: "What do you mean, even the princes don't take it seriously?"
Chu Li smiled: "The poor monk neither seeks wealth nor mercy, so what does he have to do with the princes? All donors, please come back!"
After he said that, his figure flashed and turned into a gray shadow, shuttled among the wooden sticks of thirty-six strong men, and returned to his original position in the blink of an eye, while thirty-six wooden sticks were already piled next to him, and thirty-six wooden sticks were piled beside him.
The six strong men had empty hands, facing the long swords of the imperial guards.
The thirty-six strong men were not fools, but elites who had survived a hundred battles in the killing field. Seeing that the situation was not good, they immediately retreated. The guardsmen were not concerned about themselves and did not chase after them with their swords, but just pointed them at them.
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The expressions of the six people in Xia Zhongchu changed drastically and they stared at Chu Li.
They knew that Chu Li was powerful, otherwise they wouldn't have trained such a powerful Princess Anfu, but they didn't know how powerful she really was. They felt that no matter how powerful she was, she would still be embarrassed when facing thirty-six veterans.
As long as they restrained him and stripped away the light from his body, the emperor would not value him so much. He would lose his prestige among the people and would be left to his own devices. They used this technique very skillfully.
They never expected that Chu Li was so powerful, beyond imagination, that so many people could not defeat him.
Chu Li stepped forward to Xia Zhongchu and Meng Degui, and calmly titheed: "Two donors, that's it for today, please go back, Ruyi Temple does not welcome the six donors!"
He glanced at the remaining four people with calm eyes.
But all six of them felt terrified and inexplicably terrified, as if they were facing a huge beast that could swallow them up in one bite.
They quickly suppressed their fear and became furious. It was a shame that the noble Lord was afraid of a monk!
After Chu Li said this, he disappeared in front of everyone in a flash.
At the beginning of summer, he stared coldly at Ruyi Temple, his eyes blazing like torches.
Meng Degui beside him frowned and snorted: "What an unscrupulous monster monk!"
"What can I do?" Xia Zhongchu lowered his voice.
Meng Degui said: "If you want to cure him, there are many ways!"
"First spread the news that he is a monster monk, and then use public opinion to force the emperor to drive him away!" Xia Zhongchu asked in a low voice: "Will this trick work?"
"It will definitely work!" Meng Degui said in a low voice: "The ministers above the court are most disgusted with this kind of guy. Those who are lucky to be here, as long as we make a start, they will naturally attack him in groups!"
"Then let's do it!" Xia Zhongchu hummed.
Meng Degui nodded lightly.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
There were undercurrents running up and down the court, all about Ruyi Temple, and whether the emperor was too kind to a monk. He had received such a generous gift without doing any merit, and where did he leave the soldiers who killed the enemy on the battlefield?
Zhao Yancheng was well-informed and had known about it for a long time, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.
And when there were suggestions, he would not express them, suppress them, and not express them, leaving the ministers with nothing to do.
In the morning of this morning, Zhao Yancheng glanced at the ministers and saw them winking at each other. Knowing what they were going to do, he coughed lightly and said: "My dear friends, I have received a piece of news."
Everyone was in awe.
Zhao Yancheng said: "Lu Tianhai, the Imperial Master of Dakun, has left Dakun and came to our Dayu."
The faces of the ministers suddenly changed slightly.
"Your Majesty, are you here to find a place for the Eighteenth Prince?" Xu Changfeng, the leader of the ministers, asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Yancheng hummed: "How could he have left Dakun if he were not the master of Dakun?"
Xu Changfeng said: "Your Majesty, it is said that this Da Kun Imperial Master is a man of great supernatural powers. He is not only extremely intelligent, but also has outstanding martial arts skills. He can be said to be an invincible opponent in defeating Da Kun and is known as the best in the world."
Zhao Yancheng sneered: "The best in the world, hey!"
Xu Changfeng said: "Your Majesty, he will definitely challenge Master Dingru."
"This is inevitable, Xu Aiqing, say something useful!" Zhao Yancheng said angrily: "Don't think about how to punish people all day long, think about how to share my worries!"
"Yes." Xu Changfeng cupped his fists and bowed, knowing that the emperor was taking the opportunity to beat the ministers.
Obviously, the emperor wants to protect Dingru Shenmon at all costs and cannot be alienated. He knows the reason, but cannot tell the ministers. Moreover, if he, the leader of the ministers, completely relies on the emperor, he will be isolated by the ministers and given the title
It’s called flattering the host.
"Speaking of which, how should we deal with it?" Zhao Yancheng hummed.
Xu Changfeng pondered for a while and said: "Your Majesty, in my opinion, we still need to ask Master Dingru to take action and ask him to meet Dakun's Imperial Master and defeat him directly at the border to avoid entering our territory of Dayu. There are really three advantages and two disadvantages.
That would be troublesome."
"Very good." Zhao Yancheng said lightly, "But An Fu is enough to deal with him."
He understood Xu Changfeng's concerns.
No matter how powerful Da Kun's Imperial Preceptor is, he is still one person. If Daning and others take the opportunity to assassinate Da Kun's Imperial Preceptor and die in Dayu's territory, then Dayu and Da Kun are likely to go to war, and Daning will reap the benefits.
Xu Changfeng said: "Your Majesty, the princess is indeed skilled in martial arts, but with different identities and different generations, Grand Master Da Kun may not agree."
"Well..." Zhao Yancheng frowned and muttered.
He stood up and walked up and down the steps with his hands behind his hands, going back and forth, making the ministers' hearts rise.
They didn't know what Zhao Yancheng was hesitating about. Could it be that he didn't have confidence in Master Dingru and was afraid that he wouldn't be able to defeat Master Dakun?
But Xu Changfeng understood, clasped his fists and said: "Your Majesty, let Master Dingru take the guards of the Forbidden Palace and take the fastest way. We can go back and forth soon, it is estimated that it will take less than a month."
"One month..." Zhao Yancheng muttered.
This made the ministers more determined to drive Chu Li away.
It seems that the emperor is not worried that Monk Dingru will not be able to defeat Imperial Master Dakun, but he does not want to leave!
"Your Majesty, since Master Dingru is not in Ruyi Temple, there is no need for the princess to go there," Xu Changfeng said.
Zhao Yancheng said slowly: "That's all. I'll bother you, Master. Gu Yuanhe, go and ask Master what you mean."
"Yes." Gu Yuanhe bowed and left the hall.
All the ministers looked at each other and looked at each other.
"Let's go." Zhao Yancheng waved his hand, turned around, walked down the steps and left the hall.
Everyone walked out of the hall one after another, gathering together in twos and threes to discuss, and kept shaking their heads.
Gu Yuanhe came to the outside of Ruyi Temple and knocked on the door gently. The soldiers of the Royal Forest Army helped open the door of Ruyi Temple. Gu Yuanhe came to the front of the hall, clasped his fists and spoke with a smile.
"Master Dakun..." Chu Li sat on the futon, facing the golden Buddha statue, thoughtfully.