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Chapter 120 Monk Huizhi helps make peace

"Master Abbot, we've brought him here."

In the splendid hall, an old monk with long eyebrows was kneeling in front of a huge Buddha statue, holding a string of rosary beads in his hand, his head lowered, his eyebrows drooped, and he was mumbling something.

After hearing what the great monk said, the old monk raised his head, looked at Li Lianpeng who was being driven by two monks, and said:

"The little benefactor is here."

Li Lianpeng broke away from the hands of the two tall monks and arranged her clothes. The foolishness on her face disappeared and she asked calmly:

"Old monk, do you want to see me? Where is the noble man that the great monk just mentioned?"

The great monk Wuneng frowned and said: "Don't be rude, this is Abbot Huizhi of Qingshui Temple, not an old monk!"

The old monk waved his hand and said kindly:
"Wuneng, please go ahead and let me have a chat with this little benefactor."

"Yes, Uncle Abbot."

The great monk glared at Li Lianpeng and left quickly with the two monks.

In the main hall, only Li Lianpeng and Abbot Huizhi, who was kneeling on the entrance hall, were left.

Li Lianpeng stepped forward, knelt down in front of the old monk, looked at Abbot Huizhi in front of him, and said:
"Let's talk, monk."

The old monk smiled slightly, not minding his rudeness, and asked: "Is the little donor's surname Li?"

Li Lianpeng did not hide the surprise on his face:

"How do you know my surname is Li?"

This old monk is not simple.

The first time he came to Qingshui Temple, the other party revealed his last name in one word.

——Should it be related to the noble person they mentioned before?

The so-called noble person mentioned by the great monk... is it King Ji from Runzhou or Jiao Liqiao from the Golden Yuan Alliance?
It should be King Ji, I am afraid that crazy woman Jiao Liqiao will not have anything to do with the temple.

as predicted.

The next moment, Huizhi solved his doubts.

"Have Mr. Li ever had any trouble with His Highness Prince Ji, the sage's brother?"

Li Lianpeng blinked and said, "Old monk, are you kidding me? How could I offend such a big shot like King Ji as a white person?"

He really is the King of Ji!
It's been so long, and the other party has just started to contact him. Can he really hold his temper?
Li Lianpeng felt a sense of vigilance in her heart.

The more terrifying a person is who clearly knows who his enemy is, but still stands still and does not take revenge.

This kind of person is the deepest in the city. In order to achieve his goal, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.

When he unexpectedly met the arrogant and domineering son of King Ji, and couldn't bear it anymore and killed him, he knew that it wouldn't be long before the other party could use the palace's information channels to track him down.

After all, he is an ambitious prince who wants to seek the throne. If he doesn't have this ability, how can he have the nerve to arm-wrestle with the current emperor?
He was also prepared to deal with the assassination of the palace assassin, but he waited and waited but couldn't see him, so he relaxed his vigilance a little.

"Amitabha, it would be best if Mr. Li has no quarrel with King Ji. If there is any quarrel, then I will come forward to intercede for the young master and resolve the grudges. As the saying goes, it is better to reconcile enemies than to make enemies."

Li Lianpeng stopped pretending and said: "I do have some issues with King Ji, but old monk, what do you mean by intercession? He is a member of the royal family, and apart from the emperor, he has no other status in the world. How can the most noble person be able to resolve our grudges with me just because of your few words?"

The old monk smiled and said:

"Young master, please don't underestimate me. My religious name is Huizhi, and I used to use my common name——"

The old monk paused and then uttered two words:

"Zhao Xun."

Li Lianpeng shook his head blankly, "I've never heard of it."

"..."

The old monk's expression froze at first, and he didn't know whether the young man was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, and then he said:
"It's okay if you haven't heard of him. All you need to know is that I was once born in the royal family. In terms of seniority, I am two generations older than King Gao Ji."

"I heard your name mentioned by King Ji's guest, and I know what you did from Wulong Town to this Yangzhou City. I know that Mr. Li, you are not a bad person. That junior Zhao Yu is indeed born with a bad streak. I personally knew him as an elder. I taught him for a while..."

The old monk sighed and thought to himself:
"Zhao Yu was uneducated and unskilled at such a young age. He had a vicious mind and a disagreement, so he tortured and killed four innocent young people in Qingshui Temple. I was a monk, so I couldn't see it, but there was nothing I could do. I could only persuade King Ji to live a good life. Discipline.”

"Now that I heard that the child was stabbed, his head was injured, and he became an idiot. To be honest, I am quite relieved."

"Such a disaster, if he is allowed to grow up smoothly, with the support of Prince Ji's Mansion, I am afraid it will cause more debts. Back then, when I had not yet become a monk..." Old monk Huizhi seemed to have been there for a long time. I have never met someone who can relax my mind. Once I open the conversation, I can't stop it.

Li Lianpeng saw that the old monk was talking incessantly and had no intention of stopping. He didn't feel embarrassed for himself, so he pulled a futon from the side and sat down comfortably.
While listening to the old monk telling stories, he tilted his head to think about the problem.

According to Abbot Huizhi, he is now over 100 years old, and he was once a member of the Daxi royal family. According to Li Lianpeng's time calculation, he should be from the generation of King Fangji, and has the blood of the founding emperor of Daxi. .

So, he and this old monk...

"Old senior, King Ji asked you to come to this junior to make peace?"

Li Lianpeng quickly figured out the joints, sat up straight and asked solemnly.

Regardless of bloodlines.

This old monk does not look like a villain. He has lived for more than 100 years and is still a rare longevity person. He should be given enough respect.

Huizhi glanced at him in surprise.

He secretly thought that this young man was also very thoughtful. After learning about Lao Na's life experience, he immediately changed his tune.

Then he smiled and nodded, "Exactly."

"King Ji is a child that I have watched grow up. He has not fought or grabbed since he was a child, and he is kind-hearted. Although he is only a local vassal king, what he has done in these years is not much less than that of the Holy One, and he is popular among the people. Excellent.”

"He knows that the child Zhao Yu's temperament is not suitable for inheriting the title of king. If the princess hadn't been pressing hard and asked him to find the murderer and give an explanation, he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to find me here."

"Haha." Li Lianpeng laughed noncommittally and looked around, "Is he here today?"

He wanted to meet the feudal king.

He was so curious about what kind of person the prince was who could teach unlucky children like Zhao Yu.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Prince Ji is in Prince Ji's Mansion, not here."

Li Lianpeng was disappointed and frowned: "How can we make peace if we don't do it face to face?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Go and see him."

……

"Can't see!"

At dusk, on the way back to Yangzhou City, Li Lianpeng finished telling what he had seen and heard on the mountain. Su Xiaoyong immediately stopped him and said,

"That King Ji has evil intentions. In the past few years, there has been almost a wall of news about King Ji's intention to rebel. If grandpa hadn't said that King Ji couldn't succeed, I would have made it public long ago."

Li Lianhua put her hands in her sleeves and stared at the fading sunset outside the window, lost in thought.

There are only four people in the Ju Bao Tun Golden Chariot, Li Lianpeng, Li Lianhua, Su Xiaoyong, and Qingque.

The girl put her hands on her knees and sat quietly without making any comments.

But she also understood that before he came to Yangzhou City, the young master had offended a local vassal king.

Now there is someone who has the ability to make peace and help resolve the grudge between the young master and the prince...

Of course, these things were too far away from her, and it was not something that a little maid like her could get involved with.

In addition, she also trusts the young master to be able to solve these problems. After all, the young master in her heart is a fairy-like figure...

Li Lianpeng smiled and said:
"Don't worry, Xiaoyong. I won't go see him. I have no interest and no time. Now that the Forgotten Flower has its exact location, the top priority is to find the poisonous flower and detoxify Li Lianhua."

He looked at Li Lianhua, "The longer this detoxification is delayed, the more troublesome it will be. There are still many big things to do in the future. Lianhua is the key among the keys. It can only use [-]% or [-]% of its strength."

Li Lianhua came to her senses when she heard someone say her name, "Huh?"

"Ah, what? They are all about to have their seals lifted. Can you be more energetic among young people?"

Bicha's poison allows him to barely exert [-]% to [-]% of his strength. Isn't it just a seal?
Although the remaining [-]% to [-]% of the combat strength is no match for Wu Chidi Feisheng in his heyday, it should be more than enough to be ranked third in the world.

"Oh."

Li Lianhua, who was attacked inexplicably, blinked innocently.

Seeing this, Li Lianpeng rolled her eyes, stopped looking at him, and said to Su Xiaoyong: "Xiaoyong, I need your help during the next period of time..."

(End of this chapter)