I, Han Gaozu, actually traveled through Song Gaozong?

Chapter 293
I don't know where Yanshenggong came from with such rhetoric. In a short time, he had already sang seven or eight verses, not to mention Han Chinese like Daoji, and even those wizards from the north. , everyone's head was shaking when they heard it.

And when singing the return song, people have to bow down after singing a section. It's okay for the younger ones, but for the older ones, they just feel that their waists and knees have become sore.

Daoji didn't think it was anything, but he also felt that Yan Shenggong talked too much. According to the rules, after he finished singing, everyone had to recite sutras for the Crown Prince of Jin for half a day. He didn't know what time it was, but he still hadn't chanted sutras for Jialan Bodhisattva, but there was no need to delay!
As I was thinking this, I heard a voice beside me saying:
"This bastard talks so much nonsense. If he keeps dragging me down any longer, I won't be able to hold my pee in anymore!"

Daoji knew who it was without looking, and whispered:
"Taoist Master Huangfu, if you are in a hurry, why not tell them first, otherwise you will wet your pants and panic."

This Taoist priest was Huangfutan who used to advise his master when he went to Lin'an. The old man looked more than two rounds older than Fohai. Like Fohai, he came from Sichuan, but he came from Mount Emei, the blessed land of Dongtian. Much higher than Fohai.

Hearing Daoji speak, Huangfu opened his mouth and cursed:

"You little bald donkey, you are holding your urine in your pants. If you want to be smelly, it will be smelled by others. How can you despise your own urine? You are not afraid of it. What should I be afraid of?!"

"If you don't want to be embarrassed, you shouldn't order the old man to do things. You should let the bastards of the Kong family go faster. You should let those hungry ghosts who are colluding with your master go faster. Anyway, it's you who feel ashamed, so it's you who are the ones who are ashamed. Go figure it out!”

He mainly talked about being unreasonable, but Daoji was used to it. After hearing him say that he wanted people to hurry up, he subconsciously looked around.

I saw that as Wanyan Heng said before, there were already many Jin warriors standing around the Daxiangguo Temple. Although I had never seen the fourth prince Wanyan Wushu, I heard that he had also arrived. , if you really want to take action, I'm afraid you won't get any benefits.

Everyone understands the truth, but it’s just that they can’t control their emotions. At best, these people are anti-gold righteous men, at worst, they are desperadoes. They don’t seek life or death, they don’t seek wealth, or even wealth. There are many people who don't seek to regain their homeland, but just want to leave a name in history. What's more, they have a childish mentality and just want to prove something.

It proves that what they did in the past was right, and it proves that Zhao Guanjia's statement that people like them will only delay things is wrong.

He looked around again, but he didn't see the shadow of his master. This position was supposed to be taken by his master before, but... the young monk was still worried that Fohai would be coerced into doing some irrational things. Being the first to show his face in front of Wanyan Heng, Daoji still doesn't know whether Fohai will follow suit or whether the great monk has prepared other things.

As he spoke, Yan Shenggong had already finished reading another paragraph. Everyone bowed again as usual, but they heard that there was a lot of noise outside the mountain gate.

Everyone looked intently, but what they saw were people dressed like Taoist priests. They were men and women, old and young. They numbered less than a hundred people, and they kept shouting something.

Daoji was sure that he did not know these people. He was about to ask Huangfutan, but he saw that the old Taoist priest also had a puzzled look on his face. He stroked his beard and said:
"Damn it, where did these fellow Taoists come from? Why don't you know any of these fellow Taoists?"

In his early years, he traveled around the world and lived in countless Taoist temples. Taoist priests that he didn't even know were really not famous. However, Daoji was not sure whether this old Taoist was a performer...and Seeing Wan Yanheng standing up from the futon next to him, he asked loudly:
"What's the matter?"

Just then a warrior ran over, cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty, this group of bullshits are here to cause trouble. They say that Jialan Bodhisattva is their four Dharma protectors, not some mediocre people who look after the Buddha's courtyard. They are called Daxiangguo Temple... and they are not allowed to celebrate Jialan Bodhisattva's birthday."

"Bullshit!"

Wanyan Heng frowned: "Drive them all out. If there are any scoundrels, they will be punished directly with a cane!"

Seeing that the first step of praying here has not even been completed, Wanyan Heng naturally cannot allow anyone to disturb his errand. He came all the way from Huining Mansion as an errand under the imperial edict. These people are going to Da Da Liao said that it was already interfering with his official duties.

Unexpectedly, the warrior got the order and ran over. Only halfway there, someone moved faster than him. Wanyan Heng took a closer look and saw that it was a soldier next to his father who led the way. There were more than a dozen people carrying swords. He had already slashed at the group of Taoist priests.

The Fourth Prince's previous instructions were very clear, 'If anyone behaves inappropriately, he will be killed directly without trial! 'They were all decisive people in killing, like killing pigs. A dozen of them chopped down with their knives, and a dozen Taoist priests fell into a pool of blood.

But... this bloody scene happened so quickly. Before anyone inside the mountain gate could react, they heard the group of Taoist priests shouting:
"The monk is killing people! The monk is killing people! The monk is calling the golden people to kill us!"

While shouting, he ran out. The group of soldiers were so angry that they didn't care about the people on the ground who were still breathing, and ran out after them.

A good blessing ceremony was now filled with the smell of blood. Na Yanshenggong stood in the center, as if he was frightened and could not even react.

Wanyanheng waved his hand and called Wanyanliang next to him:

"Take some people and clean up the outside... If the martial law is further away, don't let others come in again."

Wan Yanliang just didn't want to kneel anymore, so he quickly responded, greeted people, and hurried outside.

"continue!"

This Prince Rui even forgot about his manners, and called Duke Yan to continue as if giving an order. As soon as Duke Yan responded stammering, he heard another noise in the temple market over there.

Taking a deep breath, he said to the big black-faced man:

"Second brother is affected. Let's go see what's wrong."

The big man cupped his hands towards him, without saying a word, he just shouted:

"Get the weapons!"

Then two people trotted over. When they got closer, they saw that they were holding a large copper hammer in one hand, which seemed to be very heavy.

It turned out that this was his weapon, and it was the same as Yue Yunshi's.

Above, the fourth prince's face gradually became serious.

From the Taoist priests outside the mountain gate to the current temple market, the possibility of causing trouble together cannot be said to be impossible, it can only be said to be too coincidental.

In this world, there are very few coincidences.

It's a pity that Zhining is not here. The people around him who can be controlled are either in the army or under martial law below, and there is no one who knows him well.

On the contrary, Hamichi on the side looked very calm, but his trembling right hand showed his excitement at this time.

(End of this chapter)