The mist-shrouded Mingjue Temple is better than a fairyland on earth.

The princess likes to go up the mountain on days when pilgrims are scarce, quietly put on a few pillars of incense, and find Master Zhijue to solve some confusion.

This time, she didn't bring a personal maid, but ordered Ying'er and Yan'er to go along.

As usual, she would first worship Guanyin Bodhisattva, bow a few heads respectfully, and pour out all the bitter water in her stomach. Then there were Manjushri, Puxian and Nyorai Buddha, all of whom respectfully bowed to the incense.

I also offered incense, kowtowed, and formed a good fate, just hoping to achieve positive results with Ying'er in the future.

The princess threw the letter into the brazier, still as calm as water.

"It's not that he can't forget Ruoyun, but he can't accept the reality that there are people in the world who can take away the things of the prince."

I asked the princess, "If he is not the prince, do you still love him?" ”

The princess replied, "I will always love him, because he is my husband." ”

A pious person will not lie, she must be telling the truth, but unfortunately the prince can't hear it.

On the way down the mountain, I couldn't help but peek at Ying'er a few times, but I was caught by the princess.

She asked me, "Does Mr. really like Ying'er?" ”

I replied, "Ten thousand sincerity, there is absolutely no falsehood, but unfortunately I am just a homeless beggar, and I can't marry her back." ”

The princess said: "With Ying'er, you will have a home, and you will no longer be a beggar." ”

After listening to the princess's words, my heart warmed. Oh, yes! It is the soul that really wanders, and with a lover comes a home.

"I hope Mr. can persuade the prince to stop. Throughout the ages, peace in the world has relied on the heart of benevolence, not a divine weapon. There are not only emperors and generals, talented and beautiful women in the world, but also ordinary people. People always see a success, but ignore the thousands of dry bones. I don't want the prince to make life miserable for his own selfishness, and in the end he will be ruined. ”

"The princess is really a bodhisattva!"

"I'm not a bodhisattva, I'm just a woman, thinking about my man."

"Boom! ......"The bell of the temple rang in the valley, cleansing my soul.

I don't know when we forget ourselves, betray ourselves, and yearn to be those who once hated, like them, stepping on the bones of the weak, step by step to the throne of power. How sad it is that we worship the thugs as heroes and sing praises to the butchers, not out of necessity, but from the bottom of our hearts! People are like this, as long as there is a little opportunity, even if it is a fantasy opportunity, the devil in the depths of the soul will break out of the shell.

Zhu Jianren! Zhu Jianren, you have such a virtuous wife by your side, why don't you know how to cherish it, but you think about those illusory shadows day and night, is it true that the devil has devoured your soul? .

When we walked to the East City Gate, we were bumping into several large cars leaving the city. The princess commanded that the carriage should be driven to the side of the road, and that the cart going out of the city should go first.

"Search carefully! See what's forbidden and not? The leader of the officers and soldiers guarding the city gate shouted.

"My lord, we are all businessmen, where there will be anything forbidden."

I recognized the person who spoke, it was He Chong, who had a severed finger.

The officers and soldiers began to overturn the things on the car, and He Chong was in a hurry, so he hurriedly stuffed the leader with a bag of things, estimated to be silver.

The leader of the officers and soldiers didn't look at it, he just threw the things back, and sneered: "Don't come to this set!"

"This is something from the Pingyang Palace, and the adults still give some face," said the round-faced strong man in the cart.

As soon as the princess heard the words "Pingyang Palace", she immediately poked her head out of the car.

"Take the prince to bluff people? Lao Tzu still guards the city gate for the emperor! "The leader didn't eat hard and soft, and it looked like he was deliberately finding fault.

Officers and soldiers rummaged around the cart and threw things everywhere. The people in the car had their faces tense, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Gunpowder! There was a ...... on board"

As soon as an officer and soldier uttered a few words, he was shot through the throat with a short crossbow, and he could no longer spit out.

"Bold thief! Brothers, don't count killing. The leader drew his sword, and the commander besieged it.

There were three big carts before and after preparing to leave the city, and four or five people were sitting on each of them, a few of them were craftsmen involved in making guns, and the rest were some elite men, most of whom were from Qingfeng Village.

The men in the car drew their hidden swords and fought with the officers and soldiers.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers were outnumbered and gradually gained the upper hand, several crossbow arrows flew out of the corner, shooting the leader of the officers and soldiers and several others to the ground, and the rest of the people were so frightened that they immediately scattered and dodged.

"Drive! Drive! The cart took the opportunity to rush towards the city gate.

The officers and soldiers in front of the city gate were about to block the exit, when they were swept by the big man in the car, and their heads were in different places.

The officers and men armed with broadswords and spears did not dare to step forward, only the crossbowmen fired arrows at the cart. With a few screams, several big men fell from the speeding car.

In the end, the three carts rushed out of the city gate and sped straight to the official road.

Except for one of the big men who crashed, the rest were lying on the ground motionless, looking to be dead.

The man had been shot in the leg and was struggling to get up.

I gasped when I saw his face clearly, it was the blacksmith Zhang Tong.

When we returned to the palace, the prince already knew what was happening at the city gate, and those crossbow arrows were from Wu Debiao and others.

He was so anxious that he circled around the house. Wu Debiao and Qian Zijing were also helpless.

"Don't panic, prince." The princess said this sentence sonorously and powerfully.

"Several large cars have escaped, and they have not been stolen. Although some people in the car said that it was something from the palace, but there was no evidence, and no one could help us. Now the only witness is Master Zhang, but don't worry too much, he is an old man who has survived the hall, and he will not confess easily, and confessing is a dead end, which he understands better than anyone else. But after all, the methods in the prison are powerful, and everyone can't survive the time, so Master Zhang must be rescued as soon as possible. ”

"If you can't save him, you can buy off the jailer in the prison and kill him." Mr. Qian added.

I smiled and said, "If it is changed to Mr. Qian in the future, this is also a good way." ”

"You! You're just ......," Qian Zijing glared at me fiercely.

"Don't make any more noise, the top priority is to find a way to save people." The prince stopped us from bickering.

The princess suddenly said to Wu Debiao: "Isn't Wu Huwei close to the prefect, can you think of a way on this?" ”

"The princess doesn't know, since the last accident, I can't even enter the prefect's yamen, after all, I'm not a nephew."

Then everyone came up with some ideas, but all of them didn't seem to work.