When Jia She saw Mrs. Xing and others walking away, he turned around and gave Jia Lian a fierce look.
When Jia Lian saw this, he immediately started to tremble again.
Jia She was a little angry when he saw him like this, "Weren't you very capable just now? Why are you trembling now? It's too late now that you're afraid."
"Father, why did you stop your son today? He is doing this for our Prince Jing's palace."
Jia Lian had also seen that Jia She had discovered the clues, so he became even more unconvinced.
After Jia She heard what Jia Lian said, he raised his hand and slapped him.
"Idiot, are you still reasonable? If you continue to make trouble like this today, tomorrow we will all go to the food market and lose our heads."
Jia Lian said unconvinced, "Is he still reasonable? He is so unscrupulous and the old lady doesn't care?"
Jia She was already angry at Jia Lian's naivety. Now he couldn't help but envy Jia Zheng again. How come this good son was born into his family?
Even if he doesn't have a genius like Jia Ke, it would be good to have someone like Jia Zhu, but they are all unlearned and unskilled masters like Jia Lian.
"Who is he? He is the founding emperor of the Yan Dynasty. Do you still want to fight with him? Who gives you such courage?"
After saying this, Jia She ignored Jia Lian and got directly into the carriage next to him. When Jia Lian saw Jia She getting into the carriage, he had no choice but to get on his horse and follow the carriage.
The father and son drove quietly and disappeared into the night.
Jia Lian didn't know where his father was going, so he could only follow behind. As he walked, he felt that the roadside became familiar. He took a closer look and saw that this was not the road to Qingxu Temple.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for Jia She's carriage to stop at the entrance of Qingxu Temple.
After the carriage stopped, Jia She raised the curtain himself and came down, then asked the coachman to wait at the door. He took Jia Lian to the gate of Qingxu Temple and knocked on the door.
I heard a knock on the door in Qingxu Temple. A little Taoist priest opened a crack in the door and took a look. He didn't recognize him. So he saluted and asked: "This donor, you are not at home to reunite with your relatives on New Year's Eve. Why don't you come to Qingxu Temple to see me?"
Why do you do it?"
Jia She came this time to seek help from others, so naturally he did not dare to be arrogant and domineering. He could only nod to the little Taoist priest, and then reluctantly put on a smile and said: "You go in and report to the temple master, just say Jia She
Ask for a meeting, and you, the master of meditation, will naturally understand."
After hearing this, the little Taoist hurriedly closed the door and reported inside.
Jia She and Jia Lian waited. Without much effort, they heard a rush of footsteps inside the door. Then the door of Qingxu Temple opened, and a middle-aged Taoist priest walked out.
When the Taoist priest saw Jia She, he hurriedly saluted and said, "I am late to greet you from the small road. Please don't blame me, Your Majesty."
When Jia She saw this Taoist priest, he recognized him. It was Zhang Xuanqing, one of the three disciples of Qingxu Guan Guan Taoist priest.
Zhang Xuanqing was originally an orphan who was adopted by Taoist Zhang and has been trained as a successor for many years.
After Zhang Xuanqing saw Jia She, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: "Old prince, if you need anything, just say hello. How can I do anything for you?"
After Jia She heard this, he smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Is the old god here?"
After hearing this, Zhang Xuanqing smiled and said: "Master is waiting for the old prince in the temple."
After Zhang Xuanqing finished speaking, he led the way and led Jia She and Jia Lian to the back view of Qingxu Temple and the abbot's room.
Zhang Xuanqing and others entered the abbot's room and saw an old Taoist priest with white hair sitting on the bed.
Jia She looked at the old Taoist priest and saw that although his face was red now, there were more wrinkles on his face. He was completely different from the one he met a few years ago.
Jia She didn't know that this was because the old Taoist priest had forcefully deduced Jia Ke's fate and leaked the secret, which was why he suffered backlash.
Although the old Taoist priest managed to save his life with the help of the jade gourd he obtained from the historian, his lifelong cultivation was quickly disappearing, and now he is no different from ordinary people.
When the old Taoist saw Jia She, he hurriedly put his hands on the bed and said, "My lord, please don't be offended. I really can't get up to salute you, Taoist."
Jia She came this time to ask for something, so naturally he wouldn't be surprised.
"Old god, please sit down quickly. What kind of relationship do we have? There is no need for this."
The old Taoist priest nodded and said to Zhang Xuanqing next to him: "Go and take out the dew I have collected and make tea for the old prince."
After Zhang Xuanqing heard this, he bowed to the old Taoist priest and Jia She before exiting.
Seeing that Zhang Xuanqing had gone out, the old Taoist priest asked, "What is the important matter for Your Majesty to come to my temple on New Year's Eve?"
Jia She said only at the end: "Old immortal, I seem to have heard from my second brother that my mother promised you three things back then. I don't know if it's true."
After hearing this, the Taoist priest felt a little unhappy. Jia Zheng was too arrogant. Although Jia Ke's big things have been accomplished now, and these things are no longer secrets, there is no need to tell them outside.
, after all, the three things Jia Mu promised him were a great favor to others. If others knew about it and often came to ask for help, he might not be able to resist it in the end.
Seeing that Taoist Zhang was silent, Jia She knew that he was somewhat unwilling to mention this matter.
"Old Immortal, I came to beg the old Immortal this time because I want the old Immortal to be magnanimous and go to the palace to intercede for our father and son. After this matter is over, I will definitely repay you."
When Taoist Zhang heard that Jia She had already said this, he couldn't refuse.
So he asked: "Your Majesty is now the uncle of the current emperor, what can be done in the world that can defeat you?"
Jia She said with a wry smile: "Today's New Year's Eve banquet, my unsatisfactory son has offended the current emperor. I am afraid that the emperor will bear revenge, so I invite the old god to come to the palace."
Taoist Zhang was a little confused and finally asked: "What on earth is going on? It can actually make the royal family fight against each other."
Jia She hesitated and opened his mouth.
But the Taoist priest Zhang suddenly reacted and hurriedly shook his head to Jia She and said, "You don't have to say anything about this, old prince. If you do, it will kill me, the old Taoist."
Jia She was also a little embarrassed. After all, this matter was a scandal in the royal family. If word spread, I don't know how many people would be silenced, so it was better not to talk about it.
Although the Taoist priest Zhang did not ask Jia She, he used his last magic power and opened his third eye to see Jia She's fortune.
Seeing this, Taoist Zhang was stunned and dumbfounded.
Because now, although the heads of Jia She and Jia Lian are covered with purple light, this purple light is quickly turning into black energy, and the three golden dragons entrenched above the palace are now roaring together, baring their teeth and claws at Jia She's side.
Taoist Zhang knew at a glance that someone in Jia She's lineage must have angered the current emperor this time, so the dragon's energy came back.
Taoist Zhang felt a little regretful now. He didn't want to get involved in such a big event. If he got involved in a bad way, he would be killed and his family would be destroyed.
"Old Prince, although the Empress Dowager promised me three things, I have already used them all, so I'm afraid I won't be able to help the Prince."
After Zhang said this to Jia She, he shouted to the door: "Disciple, take the prince out for me."
Taoist Zhang gave an order and the door opened immediately, and Zhang Qingxuan came in from the outside.
Jia She was also annoyed when he saw this. This Jia She was used to being domineering and had never been humble. Now that Zhang Dao was acting like this, he actually gave him back his face again.
So Jia She glared at Taoist Zhang and said, "The old immortal is afraid of the current emperor, isn't he afraid of me?"
Taoist Zhang was a little frightened when he saw Jia She's expression. He knew that if things went wrong this time and he didn't wait for Jia Ke to blame him for his emotions, his view of Qingxu would probably disappear.
So Taoist Zhang didn't care anymore and hurriedly ordered his apprentice to hold Jia She and said: "My lord, don't be anxious. We still have something to discuss. Sit down quickly."
After all, Jia She came here today. Just now he was just showing off, but now that he saw this, he was actually asking for it, so he took advantage of the situation and sat down again.
When Zhang arrived, he was relieved when he saw Jia She sitting down. Then he thought about it and said, "Your Majesty, Old Taoist, I don't know why you offended the Emperor, but I think your luck is really not good.
This matter is not easy to resolve."
Jia She lowered his head and said, thought for a while and said: "As long as the old immortal settles this matter, Qingxu Guan will be the chief priest of my Prince Jing's Mansion from now on."
Taoist Zhang, who was sitting on the bed, didn't know whether it was okay after listening to it. He just sat there with his eyes closed as if to relax.
In fact, Taoist Zhang had already left his body and used his soul to observe the fortune of Prince Jing's Palace. This view made him a little puzzled, although the fortunes of the two heads of Prince Jing's Palace, Jia She and Jia Lian, were declining.
But there is a dragon energy swirling in Prince Jing's palace. Although this dragon energy is still weak, it is very pure and is constantly nourished by the emperor's luck.
After reading this, Taoist Zhang's soul returned to his body, and then he asked the first question: "I wonder if any noble person in the palace is pregnant."
After hearing this, Jia She looked a little embarrassed and glanced at Jia Lian next to him, meaning that he wanted him to answer.
Jia Lian had no choice but to reply: "She is my daughter-in-law, the Crown Princess Wang Xifeng."
After hearing this, Taoist Zhang's eyes lit up and he said: "It is normal for me to enter the palace to intercede for the prince, but I would like to ask the prince to name the child in my Qingxu Temple after the concubine gives birth."
Jia She still thought that he wanted to put forward some conditions. It turned out that if it was his own grandson, he would still consider it. But now that he has understood the truth, he naturally does not take this child seriously.
"Just rely on the master."
Zhang Taoist originally thought that there would be some talk, but he didn't expect that Jia She agreed so readily. He first looked at Jia She and Jia Lian in surprise, and then said: "Since the prince has agreed, I will go to the palace tomorrow to see the emperor."
Queen Mother. Although I don’t know what the prince did to offend the emperor, but I think the emperor is still filial and will definitely not go against the wishes of the Queen Mother."
Seeing that the Taoist priest had agreed, Jia She breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to leave.
After Jia She left, Zhang Qingxuan asked beside Taoist Zhang: "Master, if we go to plead with Prince Jing, will we offend the emperor?"
In fact, this piece of Qingquan is reminding his master that it does not matter much if he offends Prince Jing, but it is a sin if he offends the emperor.