King Xuan had never been so scared in his life. He was staying with a corpse and the coffin was sealed. Was he going to be buried alive?
"How dare they? I am a prince. My father will not let them go. Please help me. Someone come and save me!"
Chen Songyuan was also a little confused. Why did he come in to accompany Han Linyuan?
Since the nails were hammered in, there has been no movement at all. The sounds of chanting sutras and praying, the sound of wooden fish, and the sounds of people talking have all disappeared.
At this moment, the two of them seemed to have been abandoned by the world.
"Your Highness, what should we do?"
Chen Songyuan was usually resourceful and always worked for King Xuan, but now it was just the two of them who subconsciously sought help from King Xuan.
"You asked me what to do? I'm still asking you! It's all your bad idea. If you insist on seeing it, it must be Yuan Rui who is trying to trick us. Let us see enough!"
Chen Songyuan said: "Don't be afraid. Yuan Rui doesn't dare to attack the prince. Don't worry, the prince will let us go."
That being said, you don’t need to think about what it feels like to be with a dead person, you should know how refreshing it is!
Not to mention that King Xuan seemed to have seen Han Linyuan open his eyes before. He broke into a cold sweat and asked Chen Songyuan: "Have you noticed anything unusual?"
"No, what's wrong, Your Majesty?"
"I, I think I saw Han Linyuan open his eyes."
Chen Songyuan found it funny: "It's okay, Han Linyuan died so clearly that his body was even cold. If you don't believe me, Your Highness, just touch it..."
"ah……"
King Xuan was so frightened that he threw it away, "Chen Songyuan, you are seeking death. What did you let me touch?"
Outside.
Wen Yao and Yuan Rui asked the drummer to increase the volume, got up and left. They wanted to see the master, so they should stay with him.
If you have the courage to do evil, you must have the courage to bear the consequences.
Did King Xuan think he was just staying with the dead? He underestimated Wen Yao.
Gradually, King Xuan began to hallucinate, as if he had returned to his childhood. Those unknown past events came to mind one by one, as well as the people he killed and the evil things he had done, which turned into inner demons haunting him.
"You all go away, you all deserve to die, don't bother me, I am the prince, you despicable servants, it is your honor to die for me, you dare to come to me, go away..."
Chen Songyuan hugged him quickly: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
King Xuan hugged him tightly and suddenly burst into tears: "Songyuan, don't leave, please stay with me. I really didn't mean to harm anyone..."
Chen Songyuan's body tensed up, and he gradually hugged King Xuan, patting his back like a coaxing child: "It's okay, Your Majesty, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."
I don't know how long it took, but both of them were tired of crying. The coffin moved, a small crack was exposed, and fresh air came in. King Xuan was overjoyed: "We are saved, it's open, the coffin is open, let's get out quickly!"
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Chen Songyuan actually felt a little bit reluctant to let go. It seemed good for them to stay together like this, with only each other. They didn't have to face the conspiracy and calculations outside, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart.
The two of them finally came out. It was already night outside, the stars were shining brightly, a few monks keeping watch were dozing off, and the paper money was shining brightly and dimly in the basin, making people look at it.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, someone else came in. They were two teams of monks wearing yellow robes. They came in and said, "Send the abbot to be cremated and passed away."
King Xuan almost peeed with fright. Will they be cremated too later?
How could he forget? When a monk dies, he must be cremated, especially an eminent monk. Cremating relics is a great affirmation for the eminent monk. Tonight is actually the day of cremation.
Chen Songyuan pulled him and hid behind the pillar, not daring to show his head. At this moment, they were also afraid. They were really put into the coffin and cremated without a sound. What an unjust death.
They did not check the coffin and carried it away. Seeing that there was no one around, they rolled and crawled out of the Jokhang Temple. They would never come back after being beaten to death.
The rockery at the gate.
Wen Yao and Yuan Rui stood side by side, watching them run away, and looked at each other with a smile. Yuan Rui said: "You are really full of clever ideas. You came up with this way to deal with them and scared them. King Xuan wants to come later."
If you want to cause trouble for us, you must think carefully about it."
Wen Yao snorted coldly: "You deserve it!"
Although he only spent a few days with Han Linyuan, he taught him the art of war without reservation and treated him as filial to his master.
They were not allowed to go with the master because they thought they were dirty and the master disliked them and let them go.
Yuan Rui sighed: "What a pity, Master Han!"
"It's no pity. Seeking benevolence will lead to benevolence. It's much better for Master to leave like this than to die silently in the temple. Everyone is destined to die. It depends on whether he will die in the right place.
Master passed away peacefully. He will be remembered throughout the ages and will be praised throughout the ages.
What we have to do is to one day carry forward Master's tactics and better protect ourselves and our loved ones."
Yuan Rui took her hand and said, "Yaoyao is right, I can't see it as clearly as you."
Wen Yao smiled and said nothing. She was someone who had died once, so she was naturally open-minded.
As expected, Han Linyuan's ashes were cremated and the relics were found. The two enshrined the relics in the pagoda forest together, and left the Jokhang Temple together the next day. The rest of the rituals were left to the abbot of the temple.
They returned to the palace first and saw Liang Guogong when they entered the door.
Yuan Rui thought he was dazzled, but Liang Guogong waved with a smile: "Xiao Rui is back."
"uncle!"
Yuan Rui rushed over and knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes. It was really his uncle who was back!
Princess Jing wiped her tears and said, "Good boy, get up quickly. Your uncle and his friends have been released, but no officials have been reinstated because there is no conclusive evidence to clear their suspicions about collaboration with the enemy.
But this is already good, it’s good to be alive.”
Yuan Rui nodded: "Yes, it's good to be alive. The world sees my uncle's innocence and there is always a chance to clarify it."
Liang Guogong looked at Wen Yao, and Wen Yao saluted: "I have met the Duke."
"Don't call me Duke, that's not the case anymore. You are Xiao Rui's recognized wife. You can also call me uncle."
Wen Yao said shyly: "This is unreasonable. Congratulations on seeing the light of day again."
Liang Guogong said: "Okay, thank you. My Liang family will remember everything you did for our Liang family."
Princess Jing said: "We don't speak the same language. Yaoyao is the lucky star of our family. She cured my disease. Without her reminder, my eldest brother might have been killed on the road."
You two have worked hard in the temple these days. Go to the inner house to wash up and rest for a while. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."
Wen Yao refused: "I'd better go home. I haven't been back for so many days. I don't know what's going on at home. It's better to go back and feel relieved."
Wen Yao is worried that people in her family are acting like monsters, and those insecure things will definitely be restless if she is not at home.
[Author's digression]: Today's update, no more words, "discharge".