In the past few days of the first month, Quan Ce has taken a rest.

The 200,000 yuan that Wang Miao asked for was delivered to him on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, not the idea of Quan Ce, it was arranged by Rui Lai, she wrote a good complaint, and always left a lawsuit for her, and she hid and swore that next time he went to Songshan, he would give him a good look.

Complaining is complaining, Rui Lai's actions are not ambiguous at all, from taking away a few small packets of gunpowder from the prison, lighting and throwing into the bell tower of the White Horse Temple, next to this bell tower is the monk's house, many monks live here, it is convenient to guard, and it is also convenient to hit the bell to tell the time, the gunpowder exploded, the bell tower is all made of stone, that is, it is smoked black, and there is no damage, the monk in the monk's house is extremely miserable, dozens of bald heads are blown up to the flesh, and there is one unlucky one, who was broken into the eye, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

Xue Huaiyi was furious, the bell tower was just the place where the Spring Festival bell was hit, the Empress Wu had stepped on it, and was attacked by gunpowder, the omen was extremely bad, he didn't dare to play the song to uncover the matter, so he secretly visited, where did the gunpowder come from? First found out that he was going to be a prisoner, and after several twists and turns, he touched Wang Miao's head, and blamed Wang Miao's lack of city government on weekdays, and his joy, anger, love and hatred were put on his face, and he never pretended to Xue Huaiyi, Shen Nanmiao, etc., and as soon as it came to his head, Xue Huaiyi immediately believed it.

"Hmph, I was worried that I couldn't hold that kid, so someone sent it to the door, but the Sprinkle family was disrespectful" Xue Huaiyi's face was distorted, waving a big slap with a pu fan, "Send a message to Quan Ce, just say that if he doesn't come again, Princess Gao'an will be a widow."

The Taichu Palace will be used as a prison and a young prison to sign a detention room.

Wu Youxu's forehead tattoo can kill mosquitoes, his eyes stared at the eight-grade Tsing Yi junior official opposite, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "With your official position, dare to instruct Shangguan to do things, this official is very curious, who gave you your guts?" ”

"The lower official doesn't dare, he can't talk about commanding, hehehe" The little official in Tsing Yi smiled like a chrysanthemum, nodded and lived like a cartilage worm, "The lower official is out of good intentions, now there is gunpowder in the prison, it is no longer a secret, such a sharp weapon, it can be used in battle formations, and it can also be used for conspiracy, the young eunuch is a pure person, and the lower official can't bear to see you fall into the conspiracy by mistake and be implicated for no reason"

Wu Youxu looked at him for a while, "Although the general is not a critical matter, it is also a court office, a small bandit, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?" ”

The petty official in Tsing Yi has completed the task of delivering the message, and no longer persuades him, the cat bends his waist to refill the tea, and lightly walks out of the signing room.

Wu Youxu sat in the signing room with a gloomy face for a while, thought about it for a long time, thought about it and was tired, but he still couldn't understand the essentials, and smiled bitterly, he didn't have the talent for intrigue after all, even if he hid in a deserted yamen like the general as a prisoner, he still couldn't hide from the conspiracy, although the world was big, there was no place for peace of mind.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and his scribe rushed into the door, "Young eunuch, there is news from the treasury just now, and the gunpowder is missing......"

Wu Youxu raised his head suddenly, "Is there really such a thing?" How much is missing? ”

The scribe shook his head and said ashamedly, "The subordinates just heard the news and didn't ask for details, so the subordinates will ask."

"No need" Wu Youxu waved his hand, stood up, went out and turned right and then turned back, entered the signing room of Wei Ji, who would be a master craftsman, and went straight to the point, saying that he was a young eunuch, and he wanted to specialize in the art of workmanship, and he didn't hesitate to do other things, so he asked Wei Ji to do it.

When Wei Ji first heard it, he thought that the new prince was dissatisfied with him, and he tried to do it, and saw that he was very resolute in letting go of power, so he smiled, Wei Ji was extremely enthusiastic about the officialdom, and he would rather provoke the scolding of hundreds of officials, but also build Shangyang Palace to be extravagant and extravagant, all in order to welcome the military queen and invite favor.

There is a martial arts clan prince who will be the supervisor, he is also very embarrassed, he doesn't dare to say everything, even if he takes the initiative to take a step back, no matter what the motive is, he will be a master craftsman, he can be regarded as worthy of the name, lose something, he never put it in his eyes, think that at the beginning, he built Shangyang Palace, those precious wood, only six pavilions were used in ten pavilions, and the rest were also lost, thrown into the timber shop in his hometown Yongzhou.

White Horse Temple, Quan Ce came this time, there was no big scene last time, Xue Huaiyi looked like a teacher and asked for guilt, and led him directly to a messy monk's house.

"Da Lang, the Buddha said that all living beings are suffering, God has the virtue of a good life, and the pure land outside the square has angered Princess Gao'an's concubine? Do you want to do this? Xue Huaiyi dragged the words indiscriminately, filled with righteous indignation, and grief was inexplicable.

Quan Ce made a sour face, "Master Xue, I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding here."

Xue Huaiyi threw out a piece of paper, which was a record of the private accounts made by the head of the prison after Wang Miao's family took out the gunpowder from the prison, and the evidence was conclusive.

Quan Ce didn't take the piece of paper, let it flutter and fall to the ground, his face was flushed, he was familiar with this handwriting, it was a jade slave, waved his hand and retreated from the left and right, and took a deep look, "Master Xue, Buddhism is boundless, compassion is cherished, you don't want to worry about your uncle, Quan Ce is willing to offer ten thousand pieces of sesame oil money, and please ask Master Xue to raise his noble hand."

"Wanguan?" A green light flashed in Xue Huaiyi's eyes, "Da Lang, you are too stingy to do a lot of business."

Quan Ce smiled bitterly, "It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that I borrowed 200,000 yuan to my uncle the day before yesterday, and I'm already shy in my pocket."

Xue Huaiyi's eyes rolled, waved his hand, and patted Quan Ce's shoulder, "Ah, hehe, don't mention that Ah Block, for the teacher to tell you and the plate about this matter, there is no intention of pursuing it, it's just that the teacher is worried in his heart, and he has to be relieved by Da Lang on my behalf."

Quan Ce naturally knew where his sorrow was, and rubbed his chin, "Quan Ce is dull, his thoughts are limited, all he can think of are stupid methods, the Lantern Festival is celebrated all over the world, His Majesty will climb the Luohe Tianjin Bridge to rejoice with all the people, this is the best opportunity, but Master Xue needs to suffer some flesh and skin"

"Da Lang Xiu wants to be too humble, let's talk about it quickly, what is the pain of flesh and skin?" Xue Huaiyi was impatient.

"Lantern Festival, the lights are full of Luoyang, thousands of lights, if Your Majesty comes to Tianjin Bridge, there is a huge Buddha statue rising, it can verify the prophecy of the Great Cloud Sutra, if this Buddha statue is smeared with vermilion essence blood, it will be able to shine, but Tianjin Bridge is majestic, up to 200 feet, the height of the Buddha statue, should not be lower than this, Master Xue, you have to suffer some suffering" Quan Ce opened his mouth to explain clearly.

Xue Huaiyi was overjoyed, "This strategy is clever, clever, I have cast the Vientiane Divine Palace, unraveling the Great Cloud Sutra, the merit is in the Great Zhou, the merit is in Your Majesty, Your Majesty just forgot, just forgot, if this Buddha statue can evoke Your Majesty's memories of the past, just Shen Nanmiao, but to please the good, advocate the best, why worry?" Hahaha, hahaha"

Quan Ce laughed with him and reminded, "Master Xue, the blood and qi in the human body are limited, and they can't be excessively damaged, from today to the Lantern Festival, there are still more than ten days, and you can bleed every morning and evening.

Xue Huaiyi's eyes flickered, and he patted him on the shoulder kindly, "Da Lang has filial piety, and if the teacher knows, he will do what he can."

Quan Ce nodded with a smile, knowing that this great monk was going to make evil moves, a little shameless, not only to compete for favor, but also reluctant to work hard, it was really difficult to be respected, "Master Xue is loyal and righteous, Quan Ce admires inexplicably, it's just that my uncle ......"

"Don't worry, Da Lang, they are all relatives, hahaha" Xue Huaiyi laughed arrogantly, "The Sprinkle family allows you two points, no officials, no death, you can rest assured"

Quan Ce's face was ugly for a moment, and then he returned to his smiling face, with a look of admitting the damage, "It's all up to Master Xue to deal with"

(End of chapter)