Medicine Girl Jingjing

Chapter 587
"How dare you murder the king, princess, and son, and break your left arm!" He Jingyan's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, the swords drawn by the entourage behind him rushed towards the monks like hungry tigers.

The monks of Wuquan Temple were so frightened by King Yan's name that their livers trembled, and after only a few days of collecting money from the spring water, King Yan was attracted, which is really unlucky.

The monks were naturally not as powerful as King Yan's personal soldiers, but they were knocked down within a few breaths.

Seeing that something was wrong, the little monk thought that he would not be afraid to leave Wuquan Temple with money in his arms, so he wanted to run down the mountain, but Li Jingjing spotted him with sharp eyes and asked Li Yunxiao to catch him.

The little monk thumped and knelt on the ground, crying with snot and tears, "Sister Fairy, I'm just a young man, only five years old this year, not a bad person, can you let me go?"

Li Jingjing sneered and said: "Just now you persuaded me to drink spring water, trying to cheat me of money."

Seeing that Li Jingjing didn't show any compassion, the little monk stood up unhappily, wiped away his tears and nose with his sleeves, spread his hands and looked like a bachelor, and said, "Then you deal with me and put me in a prison."

"You young man, you look honest on the surface, but you are actually a bad guy. You actually helped your senior brother extort money from tourists." Li Jingjing looked the little monk up and down, and took off his monk's hat. As expected, there was no ring scar, it was a fake The monk asked, "Who are you?"

Li Huan said in a low voice: "Miss, this young man has a full stomach, could he be the illegitimate son of the host of Wuquan Temple?"

The little monk's eyes widened and he said angrily, "My father is not a monk!"

Li Yunxiao came forward to search the little monk, and found several ten taels of silver bills, a letter, and an ancient jade finger ring hidden in his crotch.

The bank ticket on the little monk was given by the tourist just now. Seeing that it was searched away, he was immediately discouraged and lowered his head listlessly.

Li Yunxiao felt disgusted by pulling his finger, so he went to the spring to wash it, and then began to read the letter, his eyes became more and more shocked, and he went up and down to look at the little monk, as if to see through his soul.

Li Jingjing felt that the little monk was a little weird, and asked, "Second brother, what's the matter?"

Li Yunxiao handed the letter to Li Jingjing, and said in a low voice, "Look at the letter quickly."

All the attendants have subdued all the monks in Wuquan Temple and broke their left arms, and went to the temple to drive the abbot and all the monks who were frightened to death.

He Jingyan said coldly: "This king will seal Wuquan Temple today, you all get out of Wuquan Mountain."

The two attendants asked Wuquan Temple to go to the pavilion halfway up the mountain to return the money to the tourists.

How dare the abbot of Wuquan Temple disobey his orders, and he didn't even dare to ask for the money and things left in the temple. He brought more than 100 monks down the mountain like mourning dogs.

The brothers and sisters of the Li family took the little monk who looked like a cucumber aside.

He Jingyan came over, Li Jingjing showed him the letter, and then asked the young monk, "Where did you get this letter, Finger?"

Facing Li Jingjing's probing eyes, the little monk said with a confident tone, "My father gave it to me. The letter was written by my father, and the finger ring is my father's relic. You don't believe me to betray the contents of the letter to you."

Li Jingjing shook her head and said, "Just being able to recite it is useless. You have to prove that you are the Xiao Lang mentioned in the letter."

The little monk asked anxiously, "Why should I prove it to you?"

Li Jingjing said coldly: "I am the princess of this dynasty, and my husband is King Yan. The land under your feet is my husband's fief. I order you to prove your identity!"

The little monk's eyes lit up, and he said, "So you are the princess protecting the country."

Li Jingjing's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she shouted: "The letter and the finger-pull token you are holding are related to the only blood of my grandma's natal family. If you don't make it clear, I will throw you into the mountains to feed the wolves!"

The little monk knelt down and hugged Li Jingjing's thigh with both hands, crying with tears in his eyes: "Princess, I am really the Mu Siguo mentioned in the letter. This letter was really written by my father's nineteen Lang Muli from the Mu family." .”

Li Jingjing and Li Yunxiao looked at each other and took a deep breath.

The Mu clan of the birth mother's family of the He sisters was decreed by the emperor of the Kai Dynasty decades ago, and the whole clan was destroyed overnight, leaving no one alive.

But the signer of this letter, Mu Li, is the cousin of the biological mother of the He sisters.

Mu Li said in the letter that he has only one son in his life, and that is Mu Siguo.

According to seniority, Mu Siguo is the cousin of the He sisters, that is, the little cousin of Li Jingjing and Li Yunxiao.

Let's not talk about the authenticity of this letter, let's just say that this fake little monk doesn't look like the obedient and sensible boy Mu Siguo mentioned in the letter.

The little monk raised his tear-filled face, shook Li Jingjing's thigh with both hands, and continued to cry: "Princess, my father has passed away in Tianzhu, and my mother was killed by the aunt. My father's servants protected me and came to Dingjing. Seek protection from the old chief of the Yun clan."

He Jingyan, Li Yunxiao, and Li Jingjing communicated with each other's eyes to distinguish the truth from what the little monk said.

The little monk cried and said: "But the old patriarch of the Yun clan just read my letter, and passed away on the day Dilong turned over. The letter was lost. When Dilong turned over, my father's servant was killed by me in order to save me. Falling beams crushed to death."

Li Yunxiao asked: "The Yun Clan and the Mu Clan were once in-laws. You went to the Yun Clan. Although the old head of the Yun Clan passed away, the people in the clan would not ignore you. Why did you end up in Wuquan Temple?"

"As I said just now, the letter my father wrote to the old patriarch of the Yun clan was lost. The people of the Yun clan didn't recognize my identity, but they didn't drive me away." The little monk held back Li Jingjing, who was soft and fragrant. The jade-like right hand was placed on the cheek and pressed tightly against it.

He Jingyan stared and wanted to pull the little monk away, but Li Jingjing shook her head to stop him.

The little monk choked up and said: "I stayed in the Yun clan for a few days, and found that it was particularly chaotic. There was a young man from the kidnapping clan, and some clansmen went crazy and hacked people with knives."

Li Jingjing looked at He Jingyan, who nodded slightly to confirm that what the little monk said about the situation of the Yun clan after the earthquake was true.

The little monk cried loudly again, and said sadly: "I'm just a young man, without the protection of an adult, if I stay there, I will either die or be kidnapped, so I followed the monk from Baita Temple to Jincheng."

Li Yunxiao asked suspiciously: "At that time, the imperial court sent officers and soldiers to relieve the disaster. Why didn't you take this letter and pull your fingers to find the officers and soldiers, but followed the monk of Baita Temple to Jincheng?"

The little monk asked anxiously: "Did you listen to me? I made it very clear just now. It was very chaotic at that time. I, a young man, couldn't even get out of the Yun clan. How could I go to the city more than ten miles away to find officers and soldiers?"

Li Jingjing touched the young monk's bare head and said, "Go on."

The little monk's teary eyes lit up all of a sudden, and his crying became quieter, and he said: "I finally arrived at the Baita Temple. The abbot of the Baita Temple saw that I had lice on my head. He was afraid that I would have a disease, so he sent the monk who brought me here to kill him." Cursed, but I came from the Yun family, he didn't dare to throw me on the street, so he threw me to Wuquan Temple."

(End of this chapter)