Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

No matter what the reason is for scheming against yourself, if you don't "repay" properly, how can you make the other person honest?

What he told Lin Feiyang was true, he would not assassinate King Ying and King Duan, but he would never remain indifferent despite being plotted against.

This will only make them more unscrupulous and intensified.

In the palace of the King of England, the King of England was reading files in the study, with a solemn expression, his thick eyebrows furrowed from time to time, and his eyes shone with cold light.

Opposite his desk there are two canopies, behind each of which sits an old man, one with gray hair and the other with silver-white hair.

The two of them were also looking at the files. In the study room, the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, and the only sound was the sound of turning the files.

The King of England suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them.

The two old men sensed something unusual and raised their heads to look at the King of England.

"Tan Lao Hu Lao, take a look at this." King Ying handed over the dossier.

The white-haired old man stood up, took it, and looked through it with the other old man.

The two of them read very quickly, finishing the page in the blink of an eye. After that, they were not in a hurry to speak, but frowned in thought.

The old man with white eyebrows and eyebrows said slowly: "Your Majesty, the Emperor should already know about this matter."

"Well, Father must know."

"Your Majesty, are you planning to share the Emperor's worries?" The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, "Do you want to do something that the Emperor should not do?"

"As a minister, it is my duty to share the emperor's worries," the King of England said solemnly: "I know that everyone in the world is afraid of him, but this cannot allow him to act arbitrarily without any scruples, right?"

He shook his head solemnly and said, "He doesn't even take the father into consideration."

"Your Majesty, I cannot agree with this," the old man with white beard and eyebrows said solemnly.

"Mr. Tan, just say whatever you want." King Chu Hui stretched out his hands and sat steadily with his tall and strong body, his demeanor was strong and calm.

Tan Zhongjing said slowly: "Your Majesty, it's better to put this idea away."

Chu Hui frowned, his face gloomy.

Another old man also nodded slowly and said: "Your Majesty, what Master Tan said is absolutely true. It's better to give up this idea."

Chu Hui's face turned gloomier.

The two old men seemed not to notice, and continued to insist on their own opinions, trying to persuade Chu Hui to change his mind.

"Your Majesty, the emperor is afraid of him, but he also granted him a title and land. Why is this? I'm afraid the prince has not thought clearly." Tan Zhongjing said solemnly.

Chu Hui frowned and said, "I'm afraid of him, but I don't dare to kill him."

He immediately said: "But because of the Daxue Mountain? Once you kill him, will the entire Daxue Mountain have a knot in your heart?"

The two old men looked at each other.

This prince's temperament is calm, his actions are tolerant, and he seems to have outstanding strategies, but his vision still needs to be improved, and his layout is not grand enough.

Chu Hui said: "Mr. Tan, just say it."

"Ahem." The gray-haired old man coughed twice and said: "Your Majesty, the Emperor is jealous of that person, but he is also generous. It is not because he is worried about the Snow Mountain. No matter how strong the Snow Mountain is, it is just Just one of the three major sects.”

"Why is that?" Chu Hui was puzzled.

The reason why my father didn't deal with Fa Kong was probably because of the Snowy Mountains.

After all, the power of Daxue Mountain is intertwined and omnipresent.

It seems that it is not as popular as the Tianhai Sword Sect, but its profound foundation is far from being comparable to the Tianhai Sword Sect.

After all, the Tianhai Sword Sect is high in the mountains and far away from the emperor, and it is too far away from Shenjing.

Distance often represents the distance of power. The power of Shenjing cannot touch the Tianhai Sword Sect, and the power of the Tianhai Sword Sect can hardly touch Shenjing.

The Snowy Mountains are different.

Not to mention the fact that many monasteries in Daxue Mountain have annexes in Shenjing, the number of lay disciples in Daxue Mountain that filled the imperial court, and the distance between Daxue Mountain and Shenjing.

All show that the influence of Daxue Mountain on Shenjing is huge and profound, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Being an emperor is extremely scary.

If Fakong was not a disciple of Daxue Mountain, but just a divine monk with no foundation like duckweed, he would have been controlled by his father and could be kneaded and flattened at will.

"Your Majesty, you are wrong." Tan Zhongjing said solemnly.

The gray-haired Hu Nanjiao hurriedly interrupted him, coughed slightly and said: "Your Majesty, how wise is the Emperor, how can he care about the Snowy Mountains?"

"The Daxue Mountain is indeed too powerful." King Chu Hui said solemnly, "That's why my father supports the Tianhai Sword Sect."

Tan Zhongjing shook his head and wanted to speak, but was still interrupted by Hu Nanjiao.

Hu Nanjiao smiled and said: "This is just for the Daxue Mountain, not for that person. The emperor has a huge heart. Even if he is afraid of him, he will still use him. After all, his ability is unparalleled in the world."

"Hey." Chu Hui shook his head: "No matter how unparalleled he is in the world, if he threatens the country and the country, my father will still eradicate him."

Except for Leng Feiqiong, my father seldom acted emotionally when dealing with others. He always regarded the country, the country, and the country as his savior.

No matter how much you hate a person, as long as it is beneficial to the continuation of the country, you will use him, otherwise you will abandon him.

Hu Nanjiao smiled and said: "That means that not only does he not endanger the country, but he is also very helpful to the stability of the country."

"... But now he is having an affair with Dayong, or even Dayun." Chu Hui frowned and said, "The country has been endangered."

"Your Majesty, I still don't understand." Hu Nanjiao shook his head and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, why would a person like him have an affair with Dayong Dayun?"

"Huh?" Chu Hui frowned in thought.

Hu Nanjiao said: "As far as I know, he has a temple conferred by the emperor in Dayun Dayong. He can be said to be at ease. He has nothing to ask for and has nothing to ask for. He is above the disputes between countries."

Chu Hui frowned and said, "But..."

Fakong actually built a temple in Dayong and brought experts from the Vajra Temple there. What was he going to do?

Is Daxueshan going to have an affair with Dayong?

Hu Nanjiao said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about this for the emperor. Instead of worrying about this, you might as well think about how to bring down a few courtiers."

He and Tan Zhongjing didn't understand Chu Hui's approach, but they knew Chu Hui's thoughts.

Chu Hui simply wanted to take credit and prove to the emperor that he was more powerful than King Yi, and that he was more qualified to be the crown prince than King Yi.

However, King Yi's people were spread all over the court and the public, and the important positions in the court were occupied by King Yi's people. The courtiers under the British Palace were often deputy or less important positions, so the whole situation looked stalemate and seemed to be evenly divided. In fact, there was a huge gap. great.

But now that King Yi is in Dayong, the entire court is dominated by the King of England's family. If he cannot take the opportunity to bring down the important ministers under King Yi's palace, it will be a missed opportunity.

Therefore, the fundamental goal is still in the court and not outside the court.

Chu Hui glanced at them, shook his head and said, "Old Tan and Old Hu, you think I should try my best to occupy the seat in the court, don't you?"

The two old men nodded.

Chu Hui knew what they had been thinking, but he did not think their thoughts were normal. Instead, he felt that their vision was not high-minded enough.

Even if his subordinates occupy important positions in the court, it will still be useless as long as his father does not change his mind.

If you are banned in a circle, the people under your command will naturally belong to Prince Yi's Mansion.

So in the final analysis, it still depends on the father.

Otherwise, everything you do in court will be in vain.

My father's biggest concern now is the Divine Monk Fa Kong. As long as he can expel the Divine Monk Fa Kong from Shenjing, my father will not be so afraid.

It may have been my father's idea to expel Fakong from Shenjing, but he was unable to do so because of his fears.

If he can do it, his father will be very happy, and he will naturally look at him differently.

Of course, this process will inevitably lead to the suspicion of taking advantage of King Duan, and there is nothing that can be done about it. The divine monk Fakong is so powerful, he must pay a price.

I'm sure my father won't blame him.

Thinking of this, he said slowly: "Kung Fu is not within the court, but outside the court."

"My lord, even if you are not in the court, it is not appropriate to deal with him." Tan Zhongjing said solemnly.

He really didn't understand Hui Wang's thoughts and actions. How could he think that Fakong was easy to deal with and would not fight back.

He sighed secretly, Fa Kong's behavior seemed peaceful, but if he really treated him like a Bodhisattva, he would definitely suffer backlash.

There is no need to say anything else, just look at the emperor's actions and you will know the clues.

It's really so easy to deal with and you can deal with it at will. Would the Emperor do this?

"Haha..." Chu Hui said with a smile: "Mr. Tan, I'm not killing him, I'm just letting him leave Shenjing... As an eminent monk, I returned to the Snowy Mountains to meditate and comprehend the infinite mysteries of Buddhism, and achieve Vajra Immortality. Bad, isn’t it beautiful?”

"Your Majesty, it's not too late to go see him now and resolve the misunderstanding." Tan Zhongjing said solemnly.

Chu Hui's face darkened.

"Ahem," Hu Nanjiao coughed twice, breaking the tense atmosphere: "Your Majesty, we think it's better not to touch him, so as not to cause trouble."

"He dares to fight with me?" Chu Hui said solemnly.

Hu Nanjiao said with a smile: "He may not do it directly, but he is afraid of doing it in the dark without being noticed by others. His magical power is still extremely amazing and impossible to guard against."

"Tan Lao Hu Lao, you are serious." Chu Hui waved her hand.

Tan Zhongjing wanted to say something, but Hu Nanjiao blocked him with a look, signaling him to stop talking and stop persuading him.

When the two of them left the study, left the Prince's Mansion, and walked slowly along the street, they were both silent and felt heavy.

As soldiers of the British Royal Palace, they share weal and woe with the British Royal Palace and cannot oppose the British King's orders.

"Are we just watching the prince go astray?" Tan Zhongjing snorted and said, "No more persuasion?"

"Under the current situation, can you still persuade me?" Hu Nanjiao shook his head: "We have to wait a little longer before talking."

"I'm afraid it's already too late to slow things down." Tan Zhongjing said, "The prince has always acted vigorously and resolutely."

If they fail to persuade him, the prince might take action tomorrow.

"I can't persuade you now." Hu Nanjiao said: "Although the prince is lenient, his idea is also very right. Once you have made up your mind, it is useless to say more."

"Alas..." Tan Zhongjing sighed, feeling helpless.

There was clearly a pit of fire in front of him, so how could he just watch the prince jump into it? That would be a dereliction of duty on his part.

But persuasion was of no use.

"What will the prince do?" Hu Nanjiao said: "We can't say, we can only stop him privately."

"Exactly."

The two of them had decided on a plan, when suddenly a young boy quietly caught up with him, whispered a few words in Hu Nanjiao's ear and then retreated.

Hu Nanjiao's face became serious and he glanced at Tan Zhongjing.

Tan Zhongjing frowned and looked at him.

Hu Nanjiao said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty sent someone to Prince Duan's Mansion, and this person plotted against that person."

"Nonsense!" Tan Zhongjing glared.