Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Chu Ling smiled and said: "Father, you should know that if you can't let go of your child, you can't trap the wolf, and if you let Fakong let this Wang Huchen go, you have to pay a price, right?"

"What's the price?" Chu Xiong snorted.

Chu Ling said: "Isn't there a price? With just one word from my father, can he spare Wang Huchen?"

"...You tell me." Chu Xiong said coldly: "Ling'er, you are my daughter!"

Chu Ling smiled and said: "Father, if there is not enough price, he will not agree at all, right?"

"If he is too greedy, don't blame me for turning against him." Chu Xiong snorted.

He knew what Chu Ling said was right.

Fakong will never let go easily this time. He will definitely take the opportunity to open his mouth. Fakong will never let go of such a good opportunity.

It would be the same if it were him.

Judge other people's hearts by your own heart, and nine times out of ten you can't go wrong.

Chu Ling said: "Father always wants to get something similar. Don't beg for mercy, but it will only strengthen his murderous intention."

"Give him a Buddhist scripture." Chu Xiong said.

Chu Ling laughed.

This time they went to Tongtian Secret Valley and got a lot of secrets, including some Buddhist scriptures.

Moreover, there are already many Buddhist scriptures in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple. Buddhist scriptures are not rare at all.

When we reach the state of Dharma and Kong, Buddhist scriptures are no longer useful. What is really useful is Buddhist mantras.

But how many real Buddhist mantras are there in the world?

Chu Xiong hummed: "Why, you can't read my father's Buddhist scriptures?"

"Father, ordinary Buddhist scriptures cannot fool people."

"You girl." The queen said angrily: "You really have your elbows turned outward. How could your father fool you with ordinary Buddhist scriptures?"

"What's so wonderful about it?" Chu Ling smiled.

The queen looked at Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong said: "After Fakong has seen it, he will naturally be convinced and give up honestly."

"Then I need to see it." Chu Ling looked dubious.

Chu Xiong stood up and left.

When he left in a hurry, the queen glared at Chu Ling angrily.

Chu Ling chuckled and said: "Mother, my father has gone too far. Why do you have to plot against Fakong? It's nothing but trouble."

"The two of them..." The queen shook her head helplessly.

There was nothing she could do to help anyone.

One is his husband, and the other is his benefactor. When the two of them fight, all he can do is sit back and watch.

No matter who you help, you will feel guilty. If you help the emperor, you will feel ashamed of Fakong's kindness. If you help Fakong, you will feel guilty of the emperor's kindness.

Only try your best to dissuade.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't really fight. Of course, it was inevitable to compete secretly, but they both paid attention to their propriety.

Chu Ling said: "Although Fakong is tolerant in everything, he is not without temper. On the contrary, he has a very strong temper. If he gets the opportunity, he will definitely take advantage of it."

"He won't give up easily this time?"

"Then it depends on my father." Chu Ling said: "If you are sincere enough, it's not that you can't give up, but if you are not sincere enough..."

She shook her head and said: "It's just a good use of the topic. Father is really confused and insists on touching the tiger's butt."

"You..." the queen said coquettishly.

Chu Ling smiled and said: "Father's people have no idea how powerful Fakong is. Anyway, he is a bit more powerful than father knows."

"Your father knows this well," the queen said.

"I hope so..." Chu Ling didn't hold out much hope.

Footsteps sounded, and Chu Xiong strode over, holding a box in his hand, but it was a dark green box.

It was only the size of a book and about the thickness of a palm. He opened it and took out an old book and handed it to Chu Ling: "This is it."

"Supernatural Power Saw Interpretation..." Chu Ling muttered, opening the book, and found that the texture was soft and smooth.

She flipped through page after page, and after finally finishing thirty-six pages, she slowly closed it, thoughtfully.

She saw the analysis of Buddhist magical powers in this book, and from another angle, she analyzed the principles of magical powers in detail.

According to what this book says, it is almost impossible to develop magical powers. If you are born without magical powers, you will have no hope in this life.

But according to what this book says, magical powers are not mysterious, but rather commonplace.

Of course, it is very mysterious and almost impossible for ordinary people to do it, but for people who truly possess supernatural powers, it is as easy as drinking water and eating.

She thought for a while, then looked up at Chu Xiong: "Father, this...is trying to fool people, right?"

"Nonsense!" Chu Xiong snorted: "The writing on it makes perfect sense. Let Fakong read it and he will understand it as soon as he sees it."

"Okay." Chu Ling said reluctantly.

She put away the box and left quickly.

"Hmph!" Chu Xiong slapped the table hard, his face darkening.

The queen smiled and said: "Is the emperor distressed?"

"Humph, it's just a secret book. There are so many in the palace, so why feel bad!" Chu Xiong said angrily.

The Queen smiled and said: "Then the Emperor is not willing to give in, right?"

Chu Xiong snorted coldly: "Hold your breath!"

The Queen said: "Then the Emperor thinks that with just one imperial edict, he can force the master to spare Wang Huchen, right?"

Chu Xiong snorted.

The queen shook her head: "The emperor also understands that this is impossible, so why bother with yourself?"

Chu Xiong sat down angrily and tried to take a few deep breaths to gradually calm down the people's anger and dissatisfaction.

He actually thought it through very clearly.

This world is originally dominated by the weak and the strong, and whoever is stronger will listen to whoever is strong.

If Fakong is not strong enough, he really has to listen to himself. If he is strong enough, he really cannot control him like ordinary people.

Even if he is the emperor, he cannot violate this rule.

The queen said: "What I'm worried about is that after reading the Buddhist scriptures, the master may not be satisfied."

"That's a rare secret code in the world." Chu Xiong was dissatisfied.

The queen smiled and shook her head.

The emperor thinks so, but Master Fakong may not.

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"How is it?" After Chu Ling handed "Supernatural Power Saw Interpretation" to Fakong, she stared at his face.

After Fakong took the "Explanation of Supernatural Powers", he opened it and flipped through it. After a while, he finished flipping through it, closed his eyes and remained motionless.

"How about it?" Chu Ling urged.

Fakong opened his eyes and nodded slightly: "It is indeed a rare secret."

"I see there's nothing on it. Are you just talking nonsense?" Chu Ling laughed and said, "You can't develop magical powers even after looking at it."

"Otherwise." Fakong shook his head and said, "This is indeed a rare secret, I accept it."

"That's good." Chu Ling said, "Then Wang Huchen just forgets it?"

"Forget it." Fakong said.

Chu Ling looked at him curiously.

Fakong said: "Now that the emperor has spoken, we can't continue to insist on it. Otherwise, where will the emperor's face be?"

"If my father doesn't give me this Buddhist scripture, how can you let Wang Huchen go?"

"I won't kill him." Fakong shook his head and said, "It is still necessary to impose a light punishment, otherwise the trouble will continue once this case is opened."

"How to punish me lightly?" Chu Ling looked at him with interest: "Let's talk about it."

"Actually, it's just a matter of turning his wheel of fortune." Fakong shook his head: "Let him have bad luck again and again, and break his spirit."

"Why are you so unlucky?"

"He kept wrestling, breaking his arms and then breaking his legs." Fakong smiled and said: "Even if he has important responsibilities in the court, he can't just lie on the couch to handle official business, right?"

"Is this going to end his career?"

"Almost."

Wang Huchen is not devoted to the imperial court, so his path to the imperial court will be cut off as punishment.

Although such punishment did not harm his life, it was tantamount to ending his official career and his political life.

In the eyes of others, it is considered a very light punishment.

But for Wang Huchen, it took away more than half of his life, which was even more painful than killing him.

After the road to officialdom was cut off, Wang Huchen was a walking corpse.

Chu Lingming looked at him with burning eyes.

Fakong smiled and said, "What do you think, Your Highness?"

"It's really vicious." Chu Ling shook his head and said, "This is probably more vicious than killing him."

She knew these courtiers very well and often regarded political life as real life.

For a person like Wang Huchen, he was not afraid of killing him and would not even frown. However, if his official uniform was stripped off, it would indeed be more uncomfortable than killing him.

The cruelty of Fakong is to do it bit by bit, rather than making him directly injured and unable to get out of bed, and he becomes a cripple from then on.

Instead, he cut his flesh with a blunt knife, slowly aggravating his injuries time and time again, thus slowly making him isolated from official duties, and eventually faded out of the court.

This would make Wang Huchen even more miserable and desperate, so he might as well give him some relief.

Fakong smiled: "Since he is fearless and can sacrifice himself for the imperial court, this time he has the right to sacrifice himself for the imperial court."

Chu Ling said: "If he could sacrifice his life in exchange for something beneficial to the court, he would be happy, but it's a pity..."

She shook her head and couldn't help but sympathize with Wang Huchen.