Lord Moyu was forced to open

Wang Huaien was naturally not here to rescue these guys who were already half dead in Zhao Jun's eyes.

He had summoned the officials according to Zhao Jun's order, but he couldn't delay. He had no time to take care of these guys.

So they could only watch as Wang Huaien, who they thought was their savior, got farther and farther away from them.

It's almost evening and the sun is setting in the west.

Not long after returning home, Baiguan received an overtime notice from the emperor. He wailed and reluctantly put on his court uniform and headed to the palace with a grimace.

This afternoon, the officials at the gates of the Grand Prime Minister's Temple and the Royal Palace had invited His Majesty to see His Majesty but were left there all afternoon. They had long known the news, but in order to avoid getting caught up in it, they, the officials who had nothing to do with the matter, all turned a blind eye.

The best among them is of course the prime minister who is the most accurate among the officials and the earliest to leave!

However, our old prime minister in his sixties or seventies had just returned home. He didn't even have time to take a sip of tea when he saw Wang Huai'en's smiling face. The joy of getting off work suddenly disappeared.

With a straight face, he left the house while his granddaughter snickered, and went back to work overtime.

On the way, Wang Huaien tried to say a few words to Prime Minister Zhang to ease the awkward atmosphere.

However, no matter what he said, Prime Minister Zhang's response would always be only two words!

Ah!

Oh!

It fully expresses the resentment of the workers who do not want to work overtime but are forced to work overtime. They need to be more perfunctory and perfunctory.

Then Wang Huaien couldn't continue talking, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly fell into an awkward atmosphere.

All I could hear was the gurgling sound of the wheels turning non-stop.

When it got dark, all the officials summoned by Zhao Jun finally arrived, and all the lanterns in front of the palace gate were lit, illuminating the surrounding area.

The group of depressed officials at the gate of the palace were clearly displayed.

However, the arriving officials exchanged greetings with each other in a tacit understanding, waiting for the emperor's summons.

No one said a word to the officials who were less than ten steps away from them but were surrounded by the Forbidden Army.

Even the best friends in normal times are pretending not to know each other now.

They are all foxes for thousands of years, and no one knows who is who.

I don’t say that I know the details of everyone, but I also know the general information.

Combined with the siege of Daxiangguo Temple and the relationship between these people and Daxiangguo Temple, smart people have guessed that the activities of Daxiangguo Temple were somehow known to His Majesty.

Now that thunder has exploded, it is better to stay as far away as possible to avoid being splashed with blood.

Some officials inadvertently looked at their friends in the circle, subconsciously took a few steps back, and then quickly averted their eyes.

However, their small actions brought great harm to the officials in the circle!

Everyone looked at their former friends with disbelief, suddenly feeling that the two sides were very unfamiliar.

This awkward atmosphere lasted until Wang Huaien's loud voice sounded.

"Your Majesty is here!"

shock! Shock!

The officials who were summoned originally thought they would be called into the palace, but to their surprise, His Majesty came out in person!

But for the officials in the circle, it seemed as if they had grasped a life-saving straw. After all the officials finished saluting, they hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Please spare us! We know we were wrong!"

"Woooo! Your Majesty! I will never dare to neglect my duties again!"

"Ouch! Your Majesty!"

……

Listening to their painless admission of mistake, Zhao Jun's expression became more and more serious.

Even now, they are still pretending to be stupid with him. They know better than anyone else why they are torturing them like this. However, even now, no one has personally acknowledged what happened at the Daxiangguo Temple, and they are still trying to avoid the important things and explain it by neglecting their duties.

Zhao Jun has only one attitude towards this kind of person, and that is to never give her a chance to explain again.

With a cold snort, Wang Huaien immediately understood and gave the captains of the Forbidden Army who were leading the team a look. They immediately understood. There were several tearing sounds of cloth, and these small captains immediately moved around them. The sleeves of several subordinates were torn off, and they were torn into small strips of cloth, and then they were asked to gag the mouths of the officials.

Even people were tied up!

The corners of Wang Huaien's mouth twitched when he saw this operation. Good boy, he saw with his own eyes the shock, confusion, and confusion on the faces of the soldiers whose sleeves were suddenly torn off, and finally turned into helplessness and numbness.

Good guy, you know how to do things. You tear off other people's clothes to do things. No wonder you are the captain!

Seeing that there was no movement over there, Zhao Jun nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the officials he had summoned and said, "I'm not calling you back today to discuss any major national affairs, I just want you to be witnesses. Look at what kind of darkness I still hide in my capital city of Song Dynasty!

Look at the Buddha who shows mercy to others, but what kind of hellish Shura is behind his back! "

After saying this, Zhao Jun immediately got on the horse that had just been led out and headed towards the Daxiangguo Temple.

Then the officials who were summoned hurriedly followed, and a group of eunuchs guarding him also hurriedly kept up with Zhao Jun's pace.

As for the last ones, the officials who had been gagged were pushed and pushed by the soldiers of the Forbidden Army towards the Daxiangguo Temple.

The farce outside the palace has long attracted countless Bianjing people to watch the fun from a distance.

Seeing His Majesty come out in person caused bursts of exclamations.

Now that they saw them leaving, they all hurriedly followed them.

If you look down from the sky at this time, you can see the flow of people outside the palace continuing to flow towards the Daxiangguo Temple.

At this time, the Daxiangguo Temple was quiet.

In the dining hall, Mrs. Hu was losing her temper! Chang Wan was yelling and scolding while clapping his chopsticks. The scolding was extremely unpleasant and was scolded all over the eighteen generations of ancestors and descendants.

The servants she led were all waiting on the side with trepidation.

On the other side, the presiding monk Dezhi listened to Mrs. Hu's abuse over there, and his eyes became more and more impatient.

You feel disdainful in your heart. Just now, you didn’t dare to scold someone when someone put a knife on your neck outside?

Now that you are back, you can't stop scolding me. Who are you scolding at? !

And today's battle made him feel uneasy.

It’s been an afternoon!

From noon to now, the group of officers and soldiers outside have surrounded the entire Daxiangguo Temple so tightly that there is no airtight. There is no gap at all.

But they don’t say what they want to do, they just surround you and won’t let you go out.

There are so many secrets in Daxiangguo Temple, so many that if even a little bit is exposed, everyone in the temple will die!

As the presiding abbot, no one knows better than him how many "good things" the Daxiangguo Temple has done!

In this situation, he couldn't contact the outside world, so he could only hope that the officials related to Daxiangguo Temple would be able to solve the problem from the outside.

But he never imagined that those officials had become prisoners!

Let alone saving him, he might not even be able to save himself.

He can still eat and drink, but those officials have been exposed to the sun for a whole afternoon and still haven't had enough water, let alone food.

Life is worse than him!

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I felt, and at this moment Mrs. Hu's voice became louder and louder!

"Damn Qiu Ba! Don't let me seize the opportunity! Otherwise, I will make you live and die!

Qiu Ba! Damn Qiu Ba! "

The harsh and sharp sound suddenly made Monk Dezhi, who was already upset, even more upset.

The monks in Daxiangguo Temple are not necessarily all real monks. There are already some who can't bear it anymore and are on the verge of breaking out.

However, Mrs. Hu was still unaware of it and was exporting there unscrupulously!

In the end, it was Monk Dezhi who could not bear it first!

"That's enough! You stupid woman! Can you shut up!"

quiet!

Deathly silence!

Mrs. Hu, who had been cursing just now, was like a goose being strangled by the neck, and her voice suddenly stopped.

She looked at the host Dezhi who had always been flattering in front of her with those disbelieving eyes, as if she couldn't believe that he actually dared to talk to her like this.

It took her a while to feel relieved, but she suddenly exploded like an angry goose!

"You damn bald donkey, how dare you talk to me like this? I save so much money in your black temple every year. Don't think I don't know what you use it for!"

If we hadn't protected you, you bunch of rubbish, stinky underground rats in the sewers would have died countless times. How dare you stab me!

Do you want to die? "

It seemed that Mrs. Hu's words had touched Monk Dezhi's pain point, and his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from his face.

The surrounding monks hurriedly hid far away. This was the first time they saw the abbot like this.

And their choice was undoubtedly the right one. Even Monk Dezhi suddenly picked up the alms bowl on the table and walked towards Mrs. Hu aggressively.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Hu realized belatedly that she might have offended someone!

He shouted and asked his servants to block Dezhi.

"You! Hurry! Stop him! Are you all freeloaders of our Deng family? I didn't see any dead bald donkey rushing over, stop him quickly!"

The five tall servants reacted very quickly and immediately took out the sticks from their bodies. They carried them with them to prevent this kind of situation.

As for why you are not allowed to carry knives, this is because Bianjing has regulations that prohibit any edged weapons on the streets of Bianjing! Violators will be killed immediately!

This is Bianjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty. Regarding the public security issues here, the court is still very strict.

The few strong men drew their weapons and naturally felt confident. They smiled ferociously and took the initiative to rush towards Monk Dezhi!

In contrast, Dezhi, who was walking towards him step by step, didn't care at all.

With a cold face, he still moved forward steadily!

Several servants of the Deng family came to Dezhi in a few steps, waved their sticks and smashed him down!

Behind him, Mrs. Hu’s voice sounded at the right time!

"Kill this dead monk to my wife!"

next moment!

Bang!

Pfft!

Blood spurts!

The alms bowl in Dezhi's hand fell to the ground, and Dingdang turned it around a few times and covered it on the ground.

At this moment, he was holding a dagger with only the handle left in his hand.

The tip of the dagger had already sunk deeply into the heart of the servant who rushed over first!

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...(End of chapter)