If there are good people and bad people, then Meng Li believes that monks are also rough and peaceful, although the old monk just now does not look very pleasing, but all the time it exudes a feeling of closeness, but the old monk in front of him, who calls himself Zhiyan, made Meng Li twitch.

"Brother, are you sure you're here to chant and eat vegetarian, not to smash the field~!"

Looking at the monk who stretched out, although his beard and hair were gone, but still showed a face that Lao Tzu was not easy to get along with, Meng Li was speechless for a while, and now he really wanted to say to this monk: "Your Excellency, even if you are really from my Han royal family, you don't have to maintain such an image all the time, how can you hide your handsome and chic face and unspeakable task~"

"Master Zhiyan, please, I have admired the scenery of this White Horse Temple for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary~!"

No longer looking at the face of this old monk who looked like he was from the military, Meng Li stared at the Buddha statues that exuded a misty aura around him and cleared his throat and said.

"Hehe, then Senior Brother Zhiyan, Your Majesty and his entourage will be entertained by you, and the poor monk will go to the side hall to rest for a while~"

Looking at these two obvious eyebrows, no, it is the person who has already connected the code of the opponent, the previous abbot of the White Horse Temple, Zhixing, patted his ass directly and prepared to leave, he did not have the heart to receive Meng Li, the monarch of the Han royal family, nor did he have the qualifications to receive Meng Li, the only person in charge of the Han Dynasty, so he was wise to sneak away, and the rest of the work. Just leave it to this Zhiyan junior brother to do it~

"Senior brother, go slowly~!"

Zhiyan didn't keep this senior brother anymore, but just made a joke to express his congratulations.

"Your Majesty. Then the poor monk will take his leave~"

After finishing speaking, the old monk Zhixing greeted Meng Li again.

"Master walk slowly~!"

Now that he felt that Wang Han beside him had already revealed a hint of joy. Then Meng Li simply didn't doubt him.

Unlike those royal masters in novels, who are all collected from the rivers and lakes, most of the masters of today's Han Kingdom, whether it is the worshippers of the worship house or the embroidered messengers, have been cultivated by the Han family since childhood, as for how to cultivate it, then Meng Li can only give you a vague answer, the elixir plus the cheats of kung fu, if you ask a little more carefully, then you will have to bear Meng Li's anger~

"Amitabha~!"

Before leaving, the old monk Zhixing announced the Buddha horn again, and the Buddha name like a military order quickly fell down after causing a resonance of the big monk and the little monk, and the Buddha name passed. The Daxiong Treasure Hall, which was still a little crowded, was unusually empty when most of the monks left.

"Participate in Your Majesty, the envoy of the minister's embroidered clothes and the secret guard commander Li Xiu greet Your Majesty~!"

Just after the gate was slowly taken by the monk who went out, the monk Zhiyan who was still holding a monk's shelf just now immediately bowed to himself with a tsunami, and the flowing way of saluting knew at a glance that he didn't know how many times he had used it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Li Xiu is the last deputy commander of my embroidered messenger~!"

Before Meng left the mouth. Wang Han moved two steps lightly, went to Meng Li's ear, and said softly.

"Deputy Commander~!"

Hearing this position, Meng Li's eyes narrowed slightly, good guy, this monk who is not a good thing at first glance is actually the previous deputy commander~! Looking at this respectful face, Meng Li was really a little unimaginable. How did he get involved~

Don't underestimate this position as a deputy to underestimate others, unlike any deputy in later generations who have nothing to do, the embroidered messenger has been since its inception. At the headquarters, there are only two commanders, the chief and the deputy, and the main job of the chief and deputy commanders is to report all kinds of events to the emperor. Then the order is given, belonging to the largest person on the surface; The deputy commander is responsible for handling some difficult elements. For example, when going to an enemy country to assassinate or deal with their own traitors, if this matter is too difficult to deal with and cannot be dealt with by the local commanders below, then the deputy commanders will generally lead people out in person, and their abilities are generally the existence of the top in the embroidered messengers.

Therefore, sometimes some of the people below may not be afraid of the commander of the embroidered messenger, but for this ruthless and domineering deputy commander, they are afraid to death.

Just like 'the king of Hades wants you to die in the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch', as long as the deputy commander is out of the horse, then this matter will be done~! It's so confident, it's so arrogant~!

"Oh? Li Qingjia, when did you get here? ”

Meng Li's question seems a bit redundant, this person must have been sent by his cheap father, but he has been here for a few years, how much does he know about the White Horse Temple?

"Your Majesty, the minister was sent to the White Horse Temple by the emperor in the third year of Wan'an, and it has been more than twenty-three years since then~!"

Li Xiu's current decent answer surprised Meng Li, twenty-three years, so that is to say, there is a precedent for his arrival, otherwise why would the White Horse Temple be so stable?

After all, the Han Kingdom has only started the southern and northern wars since he took power, and the policy of Huairou has been changed to the policy of dominating the world with iron and blood, if there is no precedent, then how could the White Horse Temple let him live so long~!

And looking at the demeanor of the old monk Zhixing just now, it seems that he is very dismissive of his identity, and he has no opinion on himself~

It seems that his guess is right, it seems that the White Horse Temple is really closely related to the Han royal family, otherwise, even if there is no resistance, it should not be so smooth, after all, this Li Xiu's demeanor should be alive and well after this, and he is quite satisfied, otherwise he would not be in such a state of mind now.

"Li Aiqing quickly calm down, now this place is a little inconvenient, find a place where we can talk~!"

After surrounding this Daxiong Treasure Hall, which was dense but very wide, Meng Li said after giving Li Xiu a weak support.

"Oh, Your Majesty, please come with the minister~!"

Li Xiu, who knew that this place was not a good place to report, led Meng Li to the depths of the Daxiong Treasure Hall. (To be continued......)