Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"Why doesn't Master dare to look at me?" Defang asked

Concubine Di and the others were also puzzled. They all looked at the monk, but the monk didn't dare to move, and kept silent, but his forehead was sweating in this cold weather. Defang suddenly asked, "Do you know me?"

When the monk heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble. "Small man. No. How can a poor monk recognize a high-ranking official?"

"A high-ranking official?" Defang smiled upon hearing this, "Master doesn't know me, how did he know that I am a high-ranking official?"

"Master dresses expensively, so he must be a high-ranking official."

"Hmph, it's too far-fetched for the master to say so." Defang's hand clenched the monk's wrist even more. "Can't rich businessmen wear it like this?"

"Poor monk. I really have to go."

"Let's go? It's not that easy." Defang stared at the monk, knowing that he was not an ordinary person, and saw him swallowing, so he said, "Who are you?"

"Poor monk. It's a monk from Changshou Temple."

"Changshou Temple? What is the master's name? Which master do you practice with?"

The monk was speechless for a while, Defang pulled his wrist down, the monk sat on the stool, his face was a little panicked, Defang looked around, because there were many people eating, and they were all talking, and Defang and his party sat The place is also very inconspicuous, and no one pays attention to the things here, so Defang said slowly to the monk, "Master, I can see that you do know me, and I also see that the master is very familiar. Although I can't think of it for a while, I can recognize you My people, except for the monks of the Daxiangguo Temple, are people in the palace or high-ranking officials."

The monk looked a little flustered when he heard this, and Defang continued, "If a monk from Daxiangguo Temple came here, even if he knew me, he would not turn around and leave. So it can't be someone from Daxiangguo Temple, so maybe the monk Master is pretending?"

"I. I." The monk didn't know how to explain

"Master, if what I said is correct, then you are a member of the palace or an official, but a person like this is going to leave when he sees me, and he is so flustered." Defang looked at the monk, "Is it possible that the master has committed a crime?" What happened, escaped from the capital and came here?"

"I, my lord, spare me!" the monk suddenly said the word lord, and was about to kneel down when he got up, but Defang grabbed him, "Don't worry, sit down first, don't spoil the joy of the lonely king and his wife."

"Yes, yes, the villain is guilty." The monk said with a breath

When Jiajun next to him heard this, he subconsciously clenched the knife around his waist, while Baili Keer looked at the monk in surprise. Although Concubine Di was puzzled, she understood something from Defang's words, so she couldn't help Watching silently, Defang poured a cup of tea for the monk and said, "What kind of official position is Master in Beijing? What did you do to escape here?"

"Little man. Committed a capital crime."

"Capital crime? Is it possible that the master killed someone? Or is it corrupt and perverting the law?" Defang asked while looking at him

"No, not at all. Little ones."

"Neither of them?" This made Defang a little confused, "Isn't it just these things when an official breaks the law? Is there a secret?"

"Please forgive me, my lord!" the monk cupped his hands.

"It seems that it's really a big deal," Defang said, "Tell me, anyway, you are now in the hands of the lonely king. If you tell the truth, maybe the lonely king will spare you." ------------ --------------------------------------------