Chapter Seventy-Five: Anger

The people below trembled when they heard this, knowing that Xi Ze was furious, and they didn't dare to breathe, they all carefully watched their behavior, and Sixi didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly stood up and beckoned the people to catch Mingkong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The minions under Sixi's hands are very neat, and in this extraordinary period, they will soon bring in the clear sky outside.

Without the Queen Mother to make him a talisman, Mingkong's expression looked a little flustered.

Xi Ze looked at the bright sky angrily, his eyes bursting out, as if he could breathe fire immediately.

Sixi looked at Xi Ze's face, kicked Mingkong's leg with his foot, forced him to kneel, and said hatefully: "You demon monk, you are really bold enough, you don't kneel when you see the emperor?!" Watch your skin! ”

Mingkong suddenly staggered, knelt on the ground, his whole body trembled, his spirit was highly concentrated, and his expression was even more flustered, but he still barely calmed down and said, "Meet the emperor!" ”

Xi Ze laughed angrily, looked straight at the bright sky, snorted coldly, and said hatefully: "You still know that I am the emperor, since you entered the palace, there has been no me in your eyes, you rely on the queen mother to make a talisman for you, run rampant in the palace, pretend to be a ghost, you don't put me in your eyes at all, now that the queen mother is gone, no one will give you a talisman anymore, now, you finally have me in your eyes, should I be happy?" ”

When Mingkong heard this, he only felt that the cold hairs on his whole body stood up, and for the first time he felt that the emperor's anger was so unbearable, he forced himself to remain calm, and said: "The emperor is angry, the poor monk will never dare to despise the emperor, the emperor is the lord of all saints, the master of the world, the poor monk is just a monk who recites Buddha, how dare he face the emperor?" The poor monk entered the palace just to pray for the queen mother, the queen mother was seriously ill, and the poor monk came to treat the queen mother, and did not pretend to be a ghost, and asked the emperor to see it! ”

Xi Ze smiled coldly and asked rhetorically, "Come to treat the queen mother?" Are you cured? Yes? The queen mother is gone, and this is the result of your healing? Are you here to heal the queen mother, or are you here to murder the queen mother? ”

Cold sweat oozed from Mingkong's forehead, and he hurriedly said: "My Buddha is merciful, the poor monk is here to heal the queen mother, and after the queen mother took the medicine of the poor monk, she immediately got better, this is something that everyone sees, how can the poor monk harm the queen mother?" ”

"Then I ask you, why did the queen mother go now?"

Mingkong recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, and said very calmly: "For more than a month, the Queen Mother has been taking the medicine of the divine doctor, and has not cooperated with the treatment of the poor monk, so there is such an unexpected situation, this is the destiny of heaven, and the poor monk is helpless, but the poor monk is really right The Queen Mother, who is sincerely healed for the Queen Mother, has done her best, heaven and earth can be learned, the Buddha is above, and the poor monk does not dare to lie!" ”

"Fart!" Xi Ze saw that he pushed the blame on Qi Ye, and suddenly felt that the fire was pouring fuel on the fire, and the anger was burning, and even exploded, like firecrackers, the splitting and crackling sound kept coming, Xi Ze stretched out his finger, pointed at Mingkong, and scolded angrily, "According to what you mean, it was my divine doctor who killed the queen mother?!" How dare you slander my miracle doctor so unscrupulously, believe it or not, I will peel you off right now?! ”

Mingkong's whole body trembled when he heard this, as if he had no way to reluctantly calm down, and said a little hesitantly: "The poor monk just told the truth, and he didn't want to slander anyone, the matter of the queen mother, the poor monk has done his best, this is a matter of destiny, and the poor monk has no choice, and please forgive the emperor!" ”

Xi Ze glared at Mingkong angrily, and then roared coldly: "Mingkong, don't think that I don't know what trick you are playing, how the Queen Mother is sick, you know better than anyone else!" When the Queen Mother first fell ill, the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital were all helpless, and the divine doctors also felt very tricky, but you can treat it, do you dare to say that the queen mother's illness was not caused by you?! ”

Mingkong was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "The poor monk is wronged, how dare the poor monk harm the queen mother?" The poor monk is here to save the Queen Mother, so he will never harm the Queen Mother! Besides, when the Queen Mother was sick at first, the poor monk was locked up in prison, and there were people watching him day and night, and he couldn't get out at all, how could he hurt the Queen Mother? The poor monk is wronged! The Buddha is above, and Mingkong can swear to the Buddha that he has never harmed the Queen Mother! ”

Xi Ze didn't eat him at all, and said hatefully: "Don't say anything to me about the Buddha, and don't swear, these are very empty things, I won't believe it, you just curse yourself now that you can't die well, I won't believe you!" The queen mother is deceived by you, so she will believe you, do you think I am also deceived by you? I ask you, how did you hurt your mother? Who are your accomplices? ”

The beads of sweat on Mingkong's forehead became more and more, flowing down the side of his face and dripping onto his neck, his temples jumped suddenly, and his brain reverberated violently, as if it was not good to kneel, however, he still tried his best to force himself to remain calm, and said: "The poor monk is wronged! The poor monk really didn't murder the Queen Mother, the poor monk came to save the Queen Mother, and the poor monk didn't have an accomplice! Your Majesty, you have no evidence to slander a poor monk like this! The poor monk is really wronged! ”

"Presumptuous!" Xi Ze was furious and yelled at Mingkong, "You dare to contradict me like this, you really ate the gall of a leopard!" Whether you are wronged or not, you know it in your own heart, and you don't have to shout injustice, can't I cure you as a monk? You have a hard mouth, don't you want to say yes, there are many punishments in the palace to make you speak, I see how long you can last, come to someone, and serve with a cane! ”

Mingkong's face was like ashes when he heard this, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, you can't treat the poor monk like this, the poor monk is the host of Fahua Temple, representing the Buddha, the queen mother didn't dare to touch the poor monk when she was alive, how can you punish the poor monk?" You will collide with the Buddha like this, and if you collide with the Buddha, it will bring disaster to your country, and the Buddha will not spare you, please think twice! ”

Xi Ze laughed angrily when he heard this, his face distorted, blooming with a strange brilliance, he blamed Mingkong, and roared angrily: "To hit you is to hit the Buddha? If you collide with the Buddha, it will bring disaster to the country? So I can't touch you, can I? Okay, I'll see what kind of disaster I can have today, and now you have all shown me clearly, can I cure this demon monk today? Someone, hit me hard, beat me until he tells the truth, and execute it immediately! ”

Xi Ze was so furious that Sixi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly showed to the bottom, and soon, the cane punishment was in place and began to be executed.

Mingkong was hard, and he hit the court staff hard, he didn't say a word, but in a moment, twenty canes passed, and Mingkong still didn't snort! I've been working hard to carry it.

(To be continued.) )