Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 224 Luodu Mutiny
"The benefactor is very similar to my junior brother, but a little more restrained than him."

In the quiet night, at the flickering lights of the counter, the man in the felt hat propped his chin, pecking his head bit by bit, listening to the two people talking in a daze.

The monk took a sip of tea, "If it were him to act, the Taoist priest with a wicked mind would probably have died here."

"If I had acted in the past, the Taoist priest would have died."

Chen Yuan smiled, put down her teacup, and talked with this monk for a long time, probably wanting to hear and feel the extraordinary remarks from the other party just like Zhenhai in his words and deeds.

It's a pity that at present, apart from the so-called compassion, there is no other uniqueness.

However, it made Chen Yuan curious that two brothers from the same school could develop completely different personalities. After all, Wanfo Temple is a place of Buddhism, and it shouldn't be like this.

"The benefactor is wondering why the poor monk and junior brother have such a temper?"

Monk Zhenkong smiled and lowered his head vertically, then poured tea and stood up: "Both junior and poor monks are half-way monks, he was only seven or eight years old when he entered Buddhism, his family suffered adversity, and his parents died at the hands of bandits ...He has always had a murderous intention in his heart. The poor monk started with him first. He was originally from the northwest of Qishan. When he left home, he married a wife and gave birth to a daughter. Later, my wife died of illness. I entrusted my daughter to my brother and sister-in-law, and went to seek suicide, but I was rescued by a passing monk from Wanfo Temple, so I followed him to the temple to be ordained and become a monk."

The monk stopped and looked at the shopkeeper who was dozing over there, with no expression of grief, indignation or regret on his face.

"This is why the poor monk is completely different from his junior brother. He has anger in his heart, so his murderous intentions are more serious. The poor monk walked through the world of mortals, experienced suffering, and only had compassion in his heart."

"Then if I don't come today, how can Master stop that Taoist priest from harming that family?"

"Practice Zen, talk about Buddhism, keep nagging him, until he is frightened, he will naturally retreat."

Chen Yuan opened her mouth slightly and was stunned.To put it in a more vulgar way, this is: don't listen, I will haunt you until you listen.

As a brother, Chen Yuan didn't believe that this monk's Dharma would weaken Monk Zhenhai. Using this method, it really matched his words and deeds.

"The kite has been taught."

Although Chen Yuan didn't like this way, but it was his nature, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was taught. He got up and was about to surrender, when he suddenly panicked and couldn't help but look outside the inn...

Looking through the lanterns at dusk, I looked at the dark streets. Under the night, in Luodu, far in the southwest, across the Rui River, the fire illuminated the night, and the screams and screams of people resounded.

The flaming arrows flew into the city like locusts, illuminating the figure climbing the city wall below.

Countless soldiers surged.

The huge battering hammer knocked open the city gate, and the waiting generals and soldiers rushed in, slashing into the crowd with their blades.

The figure tumbled and fell on the city wall.

The advancing army swept across the streets like a wave, and the former King Qing rode his horse and drew his sword to point to the distant imperial city, hissing and roaring.

Countless footsteps and iron hoofs spread away.

……

In the palace, someone fled, his hair was loose, half of his body was stained with blood, he stumbled into the study room which was still lit.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

At this time, the emperor Gongsun Lun in the study walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, anxiously waiting for the news, and asked the attendants beside him from time to time: "Has my order been sent?"

"Return to His Majesty has already been sent, but now there are Qing... rebel soldiers outside the four gates, and it is difficult to break through and send them to the Xuanlie army outside the city."

"Where are the soldiers and horses in the imperial city? Why is there no movement?"

Gongsun Lun roared loudly, and at this moment, the guards who came running from the door pushed open the door, and knelt down on the ground with disheveled hair, "Your Majesty, the rebel soldiers are attacking...the imperial city, Your Majesty, hurry up and leave!"

"what?!"

The guard was half-stained with blood, and clasped his fists heavily: "The counter-thieves are powerful, please leave the palace and move to a safe place, Your Majesty!"

The emperor froze in place, and before he could finish listening to the guards, he stumbled back a few steps and arrived at the desk. There was a reason why he had kept Prince Qing, Gongsun Li, in Luodu for a long time and did not let him return to his fiefdom.

He knew that King Qing led troops to serve the king a few years ago for the sake of the throne, but unfortunately he was the one who took the lead, so he had to wait for the order to go north of Ruihe to resist the Yuejie Hu people.

Instead, King Qing made friends with many generals in the army. After the triumphant return of the army, the emperor was worried that the opponent would return to the fiefdom to sit on the throne, so he simply left him in Luodu, so that he could be watched under his nose. In the past few years, he has been secretly weakening Its military power, wait until it is about the same time, and then return it to the fief...

It's just that he didn't expect it to turn against him suddenly. Before this, he hadn't noticed that the other party was against him!
How did he get the support of so many soldiers?
A series of questions made the emperor upset. He was not an emperor who was killed on horseback, and he had never even brought soldiers. If we really want to talk about soldiers and horses, it is obvious that he is not an opponent.

"Could it be... that I have no choice but to leave?"

There was panic in the emperor's eyes, and he grabbed the trembling eunuch next to him: "Where are the priests of the Tianshi Mansion? Let them cast spells to help me resist the rebels!"

"Go back to Your Majesty, the Heavenly Master's Mansion... all the priests, you haven't come back yet."

"Ahhhhh!!"

Gongsun Lun pushed down the desk, and the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and lamps splashed all over the ground. He stepped on the mess on the ground, hissed and roared, his eyes sharpened, he grabbed the sword hanging from the pillar of the palace, and rushed out of the room.

The surrounding guards and guarding soldiers gathered to keep up, and set up a defense outside the Zining Hall. The emperor stood behind them, and as far as he could see, there were flames burning among the palaces, lit torches, and human bodies. Shouts and clashes of knives and soldiers are frantically spreading towards this side.

"Catch Gongsun Lun and make him a Marquis!"

"kill!"

The black rebel soldiers wrapped their arms in white cloth and swept over like a tide. The panicked palace servants and maids were all running away, and were hacked down by the rebel army. Seeing that they could not stop the guards, they dropped their weapons and surrendered .

"Hahaha...these are my soldiers...that's how they repay me?!"

Groups of rebels fought over, and groups of imperial soldiers disarmed and surrendered. Outside the Zining Hall, there were rebels with weapons everywhere, surrounding them, only the guards in the hall remained. There are eunuchs close by to protect Gongsun Lun.

"Brother..."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from the rebel army. The emperor raised his gaze, and saw King Qing, Gongsun Li, riding out of the dark rebel army, surrounded by figures Tall military general.

"...You can't blame these people. The soldiers and horses of the imperial city have been pampered for a long time, and they have never experienced battle. After fighting for a while, they all surrendered."

"Gongsun Li!!"

Seeing the person coming, the emperor gritted his teeth, reached out and snatched a bow from the hand of the guard next to him, and before he could draw the bow and set an arrow, an arrow pierced his shoulder with a bang, and the short bow in his hand fell to the ground with a 'snap'. on the ground.

"I'm so lonely that I haven't killed you all these years, tell the world, give up the throne of Zen to the virtuous." Gongsun Li slowly lowered the horn bow in his hand and threw it to the general beside him, "You retreat to the deep palace and continue to pamper you, as a brother, I will protect you from death. "

"Ha ha."

Feeling the severe pain, Gongsun Lun gritted his teeth and smiled with a feathered arrow stuck in his bloody shoulder. He looked at the hundreds of people around him and said, "Give me your seat... Haha, dreaming..."

He pulled out the sword in his hand, stumbled a few steps, and looked at his brother on the opposite horseback, "I will die for you... I will die for the world. You stepped on my corpse to sit on the throne. Let's see how people in the world think about it." you!!!"

In the hysterical roar, Gongsun Lun put the long sword in his hand against his neck and pulled it hard, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Today you forced the palace, in the future, you will be punished!"

Boom!

The long sword fell to the ground, and the emperor's body was stained with blood. He stared at Gongsun Li, who was astonished, and fell down with his head up.

almost simultaneously.

Far away in the Tianshi Mansion in the north, the Tianshi in the quiet room felt something, opened his eyes suddenly, and for a moment of surprise, there was a light shining down on the night sky.

A gust of wind blew into the ancestral hall with a 'hush', overturning the spiritual seats, spreading through the corridor, and rushing straight into the quiet room.

"what?!"

Zhang Shuangbai lowered his head, the wind hit his face directly, and his beard and hair were blown down in an instant.

(End of this chapter)