I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

The monk expressed his understanding and made a gesture of listening attentively.

The old man went on to say: "The emperor hasn't done many good things for so many years since he took office, but he has done a lot of things to impose taxes on the treasury and the three great immortal sects. People say that Li You Daozong is the emperor of the Song Dynasty. The emperor is just a decoration."

The monk then asked: "Since he is so bad, why did he take the initiative to post an edict of guilt? As far as I know, there are not many emperors who can post an edict of guilt in the entire history of China and Guangzhou."

The old man looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he leaned into the monk's ear and said, "As far as I know, it is because General Changsun who guards Yanmen Pass has rebelled. "

The monk didn't know the form of Zhongguang, so he continued to ask: "Then from what you've seen, can this edict of guilt calm General Changsun's anger?"

The old man shook his head: "It's definitely not possible. Alas, there is nothing wrong with overthrowing the Song Dynasty. It's just that ordinary people like us have suffered. If there is a war, we will suffer the most!"

The monk asked worriedly: "Should tens of thousands of people die?"

"How many thousands of people?" The old man's voice suddenly increased: "When Da Chu was replaced, it is said that 10,000+ people died, and tens of thousands of people were missing!"

The monk bowed his head quickly when he heard the words: "It's a sin, a sin!"

The old man was also kind-hearted: "Little monk, I think you should go back and forth from wherever you come from! The current Zhongguang area is not safe!"

But the little monk asked straight eyebrows as if he hadn't heard it: "May I ask the old man where the Yanmen is closed?"

The old man stretched out his finger to the north: "It's the northernmost part of Zhongguang District, and it's not too far from us."

"Why are you asking this? There has never been a war in your Western Tianyu. If the Living Buddha didn't allow it, I wish I could drag my family to your Western Tianyu."

The little monk clasped his hands together: "Old man, don't worry, this battle cannot be fought!"

After speaking, he turned and walked north, his steps were slow but full of strength.

The old man asked in surprise, "What are you going to do?"

The little monk didn't look back: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and now the central and wide-area war is approaching, and there are tens of thousands of lives waiting for me to save!"

The old man kept his mouth shut, this monk is a man who cares about the world.

But now, what's the use of just relying on a monk?

He shook his head to himself, sighed and walked home.

After the little monk left the city, he found the right direction and headed north all the way.

At this time, he was not as slow as he was in the city. Although he was still walking on land, he was striding like a meteor, extremely fast.

As he walked, he continued to speak eloquently: "Master often said that when the road is injustice, he draws his sword to help. Now that the entire central and metropolitan areas are in disaster, if I can help them tide over the difficulties, I will not be considered a disappointment to my master's training."

"Hey, these people in the Central and Wide Territory are really serious. They always want to fight and kill. Can't they be as peaceful and peaceful as we in the Western Heaven Territory?"

"But having said that, the scenery of the Song Dynasty is much better than that of our Western Tianyu. It would be a pity if it was destroyed by the war."

He walked in stride, went to the mountains to drink springs when he was thirsty, and picked a mountain fruit to satisfy his hunger when his stomach was empty.

Just like that, he actually came to Yanmen Town.

However, it is still difficult to find Cangyun Fort and Yanmen Pass.

At the same time, tens of thousands of people gathered in the huge Cangyun Castle, ready to go.

Changsun Wangqing is training the soldiers for the final drill.

Because the number of soldiers was too exaggerated, the sound of fighting was loud. In order to ensure that everyone could have a glimpse of the honor of the commander, the Cangyun Army specially built a high platform of tens of meters for the eldest grandson Wangqing. Standing on the high platform, the appearance of hundreds of thousands of soldiers, She can see clearly.

The sound of shouting and fighting resounded through the sky, and at the same time spread to Yanmen Town. The little monk heard the sound, searched for the direction, and came to the gate of Cangyun Castle by mistake.

As soon as he arrived, he was stopped by the sentry on guard.

He was too hasty when he came, just thinking about it, he came to Yanmen Pass without hesitation.

Now shivering from the cold.

"Hey, where is this little novice monk?" The sentinel looked at the little monk as if wanting to admire a beast.

Zhongguangyu does not believe in Buddhism.

Therefore, there are very few Buddhist practitioners, and the sentry was quite surprised to see a young monk with a bald head today.

The little monk lived together in bitter silence: "Brother, I am from the Western Heaven Region, and I came to Yanmen Pass today to help General Changsun clear away the disaster."

The sentinel laughed: "Help the commander clear up the disaster? You little monk, how dare you speak!"

The little monk was impatient: "Brother, just let me in, I really came here for a big event today!"

Seeing that Xiaohehe was really anxious, the sentinel said, "If you had come a few days ago, I would have let you in, but now there is a lot of trouble in the castle, and no outsiders are allowed in. This is a rule set by the commander himself. How dare I not?" obey?"

With a compassionate heart, the little monk couldn't bear to continue to persecute the sentinel, so he took out a string of rosary beads from his arms: "This is my master's rosary beads. If you hand her over to General Changsun, she will definitely agree to see me?"

"What's the use of a mere string of rosary beads?" the sentinel said, looking at the rosary beads in the young monk's hand, and he didn't dare to speak nonsense after just one glance.

Chapter 150

The string of rosary beads is full of precious jewels, showing an extraordinary appearance. At first glance, it is absolutely extraordinary. Could the little monk who can produce such rosary beads be an ordinary person?

The sentinel caught the rosary handed by the little monk, "You wait here, I'll go now."

Just two steps away, he turned back and said to another sentinel, "Find him a thicker piece of clothing."

After speaking, he left in a hurry and went straight to the depths of Cangyun Castle.

At this time, the eldest grandson Wangqing was still training soldiers.

Standing on the high platform and berating Fang Qiu, the sentry didn't dare to disturb the order, so they went to Zheng Linyuan with the string of rosary beads.

Now Zheng Linyuan holds an extraordinary position in Cangyun Castle.

"Is there a little monk?" Hearing what the sentinel said, Zheng Linyuan was puzzled.

Monks appeared in the central and wide areas, and they came directly to Yanmen Pass. Zheng Linyuan's intuition told Zheng Linyuan that this matter was not simple.

"That's right, it's a young monk. He also gave me a string of beads, saying that if General Changsun sees him, he will definitely meet him."

Zheng Linyuan: "What about the rosary? Show me."

The sentry immediately followed suit, and the moment he took out the rosary, Zheng Linyuan's eyes couldn't be pulled out.

"I think this rosary is quite extraordinary, so I dare not make a rash decision," said the sentinel.

Zheng Linyuan looked away: "You have done a lot, please invite him to see me."

The sentry put the rosary on the table and rushed out to find the little monk.