Datang Fenghua Road

Zhicao let out a long sigh, stepped out of the door, and said as he walked, "The old monk wants to return to the northeast, and from now on sit beside the Marquis of Jingyang, even if he is a monk in his house, it is also a kind of cultivation."

Dongdufo's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Senior brother, do you want to expose my plan?"

Zhicao looked back and said lightly, "The old monk won't say it, and the old monk doesn't need to say it. The Marquis of Jingyang is extremely smart, and he will find out everything by himself. Junior Brother Dongdu, you can do it yourself."

"Then let's wait and see! Senior brother is good to go, Ziyangfeng is dead, your martial arts are already the number one in the Central Plains, this seat can't stop you, so I won't stop you."

The implication is clearly that if I can kill you, there will be no hesitation.

Zhicao shook his head, and he stepped out of the door, but soon disappeared into the night when he heard the sound of the Buddha's trumpet.

Dongdu Buddha stood in the room and smiled coldly.

Suddenly there was a flash at the door, and the two monks hid in the dark and said: "Buddha, will the abbot go to the northeast here, will it be bad for us? If he told Han Yue those secrets, it would be very bad!"

Dongdu Buddha slowly shook his head and said lightly: "Since he promised not to say it, then he will definitely not say it. Although Zhicao is pedantic, he is an old monk who keeps his promise..."

He suddenly stopped here, and turned to ask: "Is there any progress in what you have been asked to do?"

The two monks looked at each other, and one of them replied in a low voice: "Chang'an has already succeeded. A total of ten face heads and ten controllers have been sent to the Prince's Mansion. Li Chengqian is happy to miss Shu, and the one he likes most is No. [-] face head." , and specially named him "Xing Xin", saying that he is "satisfied with wishes."

Dongdu Buddha smiled faintly, his long snow-white eyebrows were not windy, and his face showed an image of pity for heaven and man, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the prince is the prince of a country, although I am a monk in Buddhism, but I also have the heart to save the world, and I must not let the prince's house be empty."

He glanced at the monk and praised: "You have done a good job in this matter. I will send you a letter of resignation later, and I will ask you to be the chairperson of the Zhuangyan Temple in Chang'an."

The presiding officer of Buddhism should be a great monk, but Dongdu Buddha didn't care. Now the entire Buddhism is under his control, and a letter can be appointed to preside.

The warrior monk was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down to the ground, not doing the Buddhist clasping ceremony, but the worldly kowtow ceremony.

Dongdu Buddha waved his hand, but looked at another warrior monk and asked lightly, "How are you doing?"

The monk's face tightened and he whispered: "Li Jing is very cautious. The poor monk has used his methods many times, but unfortunately all of them are in vain. So far, he has not contacted Li Jing."

"Call two controllers to try, if it doesn't work, I will replace it!"

The monk shivered violently, and quickly said loudly: "The poor monk will definitely work hard."

Dongdu Buddha said coldly and said: "Everyone in the world says that you have to be prepared with both hands, but this is not the case. Both the prince and Han Yue must be in control. Except for the two of them, the king of Wei Li Tai also It is necessary to do something, as well as the princes of the royal family and all the ministers in the court. In short, none of them can be spared. Only by doing this can we control everything. No matter who they are emperors in the future, they must be my Buddhist guardians. Hehe, apologetics, apologetics, to put it bluntly, it's not just a dog..."

The two warrior monks looked at each other with expressions of admiration on their faces. The warrior monk who had just been named the presiding officer of the Zhuangyan Temple in Chang'an said cautiously, "Father, why don't you try to be the emperor of the dynasty, if you can control Li Shimin, we are Buddhists. You will be happy right away.”

"Control Li Shimin?" Dongdu Buddha snorted and said lightly, "Do you think Ben Buddha didn't do it?" He seemed reluctant to say more, so he waved his hand softly and said, "You two go to work, Ben Buddha is waiting. your news."

The two monks saluted the eleventh, turned and disappeared into the night.

Hearing the creaking of the door behind him, Dongdu Buddha slowly closed the door and window...

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Seven hundred miles away, in the northeastern mountains and forests.

Dozens of bonfires were burning brightly, and the soldiers were happily roasting game. There were old Hannu and children by the fire, all with excitement and gratitude on their faces.

Lord Hou has an order to open his stomach to eat tonight, and no longer blame them for betrayal.

Compared with the prime-age Han slaves, the elderly at least know how to be grateful, while the children do not understand anything, and there are opportunities for cultivation and transformation.

Han Yue was also sitting next to a bonfire. He was holding Yaya with one hand, while the other hand kept rolling the stick in his hand, carefully baking the bear's paw on the stick with the bonfire.

The smell of meat was everywhere in the forest, and Xiao Yaya had already woken up at this time, lying in his arms and swallowing saliva constantly. Although her greedy eyes were straight, she was obediently lying still.

"Daddy won't let you eat, Yaya can't..."

Han Yue's barbecue technique is very good. A huge bear's paw is gradually ripening. He carefully sprinkled various seasonings, and then smeared a layer of fine salt. After the fat of the bear's paw soaked the seasoning and salt, he took it back. Tear the wooden stick carefully, and take the most plump tender meat for Yaya to eat.

"Wow, it's so fragrant!" Yaya kept cheering, and suddenly held up a piece of bear meat that Han Yue had torn off with her hands, not caring that the meat was hot, she held it to Han Yue's mouth and said, "Dad, you can try it too, but It smells good..."

Han Yue laughed, opened his mouth and rolled his tongue, and took the piece of bear meat from Yaya's hand.

He was about to tear the bear meat to the little girl again, when suddenly he heard a Buddha's call from the forest, and someone smiled faintly: "Amitabha, how good is good, the marquis of Jingyang enjoys the happiness of the family, but the poor monk is hungry and has no choice but to come here to beg. I don't know if you can show mercy and reward the poor monk with a piece of meat to eat..."

Between the words, a graceful body slowly walked out of the forest, and it was the Qingyue nun of peerless elegance.

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There was a sound of knives being drawn around, and more than a dozen soldiers shouted: "You bitch appeared in the forest in the middle of the night, do you want to assassinate my master?"

Qingyue smiled faintly, and she walked straight to Han Yue's fire. She saw the swords and soldiers around her as nothing, and smiled as she walked: "The poor monk is a monk, and now he is alone, how? Can you assassinate the Marquis of Jingyang?"

Han Yue slowly put down the bear paw in his hand, stared at her and said coldly, "But you didn't come because you were hungry. There are a lot of game in the mountains and forests. If you are really hungry, you can hunt them at any time."

"The poor monk is a monk, how can he do such a thing of killing!" Qingyue walked up to her, and suddenly folded her hands together, giggling and said: "The Marquis of Jingyang once said that day, let the poor monk eat that kind of meat. The wife and family are not here, so the poor monk came here to beg for that piece of meat..."

Chapter 301 Qingyue's death, Han Yue's doubts

"His grandma, is this bitch still shameless?" Li Fenghua kicked the snow hard, he suddenly pulled out his big knife, turned to Han Yue and said, "Master Hou, it's this bitch, my subordinates found out that she was here not long ago. Peeping in the forest, but before she stepped forward to investigate, she wounded her waist with a hidden weapon."

Li Fenghua looked angrily, and said loudly: "Master Hou, I don't hate her for hurting me, but hate her for being shameless. This woman knows that I am your subordinate, but she still shoots and hurts me. The interval between before and after is less than half an hour. She came to you again as if nothing happened..."

Qingyue smiled leisurely, and said calmly: "Amitabha, the poor monk was taking a bath just now, and General Li spied on you for no reason. As a woman, the poor monk will naturally hit you. The poor monk's body can only be seen by Jingyang Hou in this life. As a subordinate, don't you know how to hide from the mistress to take a bath?"

"You lied!" Li Fenghua was furious, and at the same time anxious, he turned to Han Yue and said, "Master Hou, your subordinates never peeked at her bathing, this woman is lying, she wants to alienate you and subordinates."

Qingyue clasped her hands together, her face showed a pitiful image of heaven and man, in the dark night forest, the bonfire was raging, under the light of the fire, her magnificent face was full of resentment and grievance, she said softly: "Jingyanghou, the poor The monk will never lie to you in his life, and it is General Li Fenghua who lied."

The two insisted on their own words, and everyone around looked at each other in dismay. Some felt that Li Fenghua was definitely not lying, while others looked at Qingyue with aggrieved and innocent faces, but their hearts were a little shaken.

"This female nun is so beautiful, maybe General Li is really greedy for beauty, and does the kind of thing that peeps at other people's baths. If I met, it might be like this..."

Several soldiers were discussing quietly, Li Fenghua was restless in his heart, he had a wound on his waist, and he couldn't help coughing under the turbulent qi and blood.

Until this time, Han Yue finally smiled faintly, he reached out and handed the little girl to Liu Heishi, and shouted: "Take a good look at Hu Xue'er, if you dare to let her freeze and hurt, I will kick you black servant to death. ."

Although he was swearing, his tone was full of trust. It was true that Liu Heishi was protecting his family's back house. This guy is not very smart, but he is loyal No.1.

Liu Heishi grinned and put two sledgehammers on the snow, spreading his hands as if a hen was protecting her cubs.

Han Yue nodded, he slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the roaring bonfire with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Qingyue, there is something I don't know about this Marquis, I wonder if you are willing to tell me in detail?"

He didn't wait for Qingyue to speak, and asked directly: "The sky is freezing cold right now, and the water in the forest is turning into ice. The Marquis wants to ask you, do you take a bath in this weather? Where did you get the water and where did you get the basin?"

As soon as these words came out, the brows of the surrounding people were wrinkled, and many people looked at Qingyue with a hint of ill will.What Hou Ye said was right, not to mention taking a shower in such a ghostly weather, and shivering when wrapped in a thick leather robe, although this girl in front of her was beautiful, she was obviously lying.

Li Fenghua was relieved, and even felt an inexplicable gratitude in his heart. As a man, he was most afraid of being suspected. Han Yue said a few words, but he cleaned up his stains. Such a protagonist is worth following.

The face of Qingyue on the opposite side did not change, and suddenly smiled sweetly, and said faintly: "Master Hou, you have misunderstood, the poor monk likes to clean since he was a child, even if it is cold and freezing season, the poor monk must take a bath every day. Although there is no water in the forest. , But the poor monk was wiping his body with snow, but Li Fenghua secretly peeped. Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha blessed, fortunately, not many poor monks escaped at that time..."