Gao happily put things down, and Lianbu walked towards him lightly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

She was still young, she liked bright colors, and her flower-like age made him feel vibrant.

The girl's eyes were full of admiration, and his docile attitude satisfied him, and Rong Tuying had just shaken her hand, when someone outside said:

"Seventh Master."

Rong Tuying let go of Gao's hand.

Gao didn't dare to pester him, and when he saw him leave without looking back, he didn't even comfort her, and his eyes were a little red.

The Zen Temple that has carved out the mountain road is located about twenty or thirty miles away from the south of Luoyang, standing on the road halfway up the mountain that has been dug and excavated, you can still vaguely see the scene of Luoyang.

At this time, the men who had been summoned by the conscription were standing densely in the sun above their heads, from the foot of the mountain to the halfway point of the dug mountain, and they could hardly see the end of the long dragon at a glance.

Since Emperor Jia'an Yunrong Tu Yingzhi suggested the construction of the Zen Temple, hundreds of middle-aged men from all over the Tang Dynasty rushed to this place every day in response to conscription.

Recently, the number of people has increased, and the speed of digging mountain roads has naturally become faster and faster.

Halfway up the mountainside, a very tall man in a green coat raised the hammer in his hand and hammered it hard to the iron nail that had been nailed into the crack in the stone.

With each lift of his hand, his muscles were raised high in the shoulder blades on his back.

Sweat soaked his clothes, causing sweat to drip down his face with every movement.

His clothes were almost all attached to his strong and sturdy body, his hair was just pulled up haphazardly, and a face of stubble had accumulated on his face, and he hung his head down, like every man around him, doing work.

Overhead there was the sound of birds flapping their wings as they flew by, and he struck twice more, and a large cloud of dust splashed on the ground, and then he let go of his hand holding the iron drill and looked up at the sky.

In the sun, the white dove seemed to brush the shadow of the sun, and soon flew towards the Zen Temple that was under construction on the top of the mountain, and he threw away the things in his hand and walked to the other side.

The overseer glared at the side, he picked up the wooden scoop from the bucket next to him, scooped up the water and poured it on his body, and the overseer quickly turned his face away.

Someone below saw the commotion, looked up at this side, and then lowered his head.

The day was about to be dark, and there was still a sound of 'ding ding dong' between the mountain walls, and the sound was heard far away in this quiet evening.

At the foot of the mountain, people who have just finished their day's hard work are gathering in twos and threes.

These people were called by Rong Tu Ying to build the Zen Temple in accordance with the will of Emperor Jia'an earlier, and to serve the annual conscription of every household.

They didn't know each other half a year ago, but during this time, nearly seven or eight thousand people came one after another, all of whom came from places closer to Luoyang with the official seal.

After a tiring day, many people scrubbed their bodies, took some coarse food, and then went into their own habitat to rest.

During the night, many people sneaked out and rushed up the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the main hall of the temple, where most of the temple was originally built, has been almost emptied.

In the night, the neat stone bricks that had been dismantled were piled aside, and the leader was anxious and quietly urging to hurry up.

The stone bricks were dismantled and stacked in boxes, and the people here had been dismantling them since noon, and by this time they had almost dismantled them, and they had filled sixty or seventy lifts.

The big man who was standing on the side and overseeing the work instructed a team of people to carry the box down the mountain first, and it was not until midnight that the box was half loaded, and then urged the rest of the people to carry it down again.

Suddenly, 'tick-tock' seemed to be the sound of water falling on the ground, the sound came from near and far, and I don't know if it was an illusion, the big man seemed to hear the sound of his clothes rubbing against him.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and he looked around with some vigilance, on the top of this mountain, there were no alpine trees or springs above his head, where was the sound of dripping water? He shouted loudly:

"Who's there?"

"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it." As soon as the words fell, a voice suddenly sounded.

The big man was taken aback, this fright was not trivial.

The night wind on the top of the mountain is very strong, and when it blows, it brings a gust of fishy wind, which makes people smell sick.

The things that everyone ****** were not good at making a big fuss, and they didn't even bring torches. In the bright moonlight of the night, the leader saw at a glance that on the stone road that had been temporarily dug out, an extremely tall man led the team and quietly blocked all the roads.

Then the people who went up the mountain slowly lit the torches, and the linen cloth soaked in tung oil in the bamboo tube burned when it saw the fire, and it burned very loudly, and the big man saw the knife in the hand of the man who spoke, and the edge of the blade had been rolled in some places, and at this time it was dripping with red blood.

The man took the knife and walked to the side of the box, some of which were already locked, and he picked up the knife and slashed it down.

With a clang, the lock fell, and he lifted the lid open, revealing the bricks that had been glued with mud inside.

He took the tip of his knife and scratched it a few times on the brick, and a thin layer of mud fell off the brick, revealing the golden color inside.

"Lord Wang." Someone from the group followed, surrounding the people on the top of the mountain.

Tonight, these people were in a hurry to transport the silver to leave Luoyang, so they were ambushed.

At this time, the leader somehow remembered Rong Tuying's flying pigeon biography received at noon.

Obviously, what Rong Tuying said at that time was that the matter had been completed, and the manpower of the Qin Wangfu and Emperor Jia'an should have been tricked to divert the tiger from the mountain, why was it just blocked at this time?

Rajah? What other prince has the ability to quietly lead people to ambush here?

Dahan couldn't help but think of Qin Wang Yanchai, but shouldn't he be in Youzhou? And how could it be here?

The next moment he couldn't think much of it, the garrison at the bottom of the mountain seemed to have been broken, and the unknown people surrounded the remaining hundreds of people on the top of the mountain.

Originally, there were a lot of people in the Zending Temple, but Yan Chai had been secretly observing the deployment since he disguised himself and hid in the Zending Temple.

When the Queen Mother died that day, when he rushed back from Youzhou to the funeral, he discussed this matter with Emperor Jia'an.

Emperor Jia'an had long intended to get rid of the Rong family, but he wanted to get rid of the remnants of these clans like this, but he couldn't be as brutal as Taizu was at that time.

He wanted to raise Rong Tuying's appetite, so that some of the clans that Taizu could not completely exterminate in the later period of the day would depend on him to survive, and make the Rong family even stronger.

And now, it is the time for Emperor Jia'an to close the net.

When the Queen Mother died and Yan returned to Luoyang for the funeral, Emperor Jia'an proposed that he wanted to use the treasury silver to fish out the Rong family's wealth.

After discussing with Yan Chai, he was ordered to take 5,000 elite henchmen, disperse, and sneak into the surroundings of Luoyang.

Emperor Jia'an revealed to Concubine Rong that he was depressed because of the death of the Queen Mother.

Concubine Rong really discussed with Rong Tuying and felt that the opportunity had come. (To be continued.) )