"What ?!!" The maid hurriedly came to report, Ning Yu was shocked, her hand trembled, the silver needle pierced her fingers, and the moment she got up, the tiger's head and little red shoes slipped to the ground, tears appeared in her frightened eyes, and the blood that leached out dripped down her fingers.

"What?!" Chen Xiu, who had just rushed back from Xu's mansion, reported urgently, Wan'er was so shocked that her heart trembled, her dull eyes were filled with tears, and she sat at the head of the bed at a loss.

But it was said that after Xiang Lin was put on death row, it was dusk that Sun Yan sent the official to report to the house, and the servants who were looking for Xiang Lin's traces were stunned in fright, and Liu Shi, who was reciting Buddhist scriptures in the small hall, fainted and fell unconscious on the spot, and the servants hurriedly went to find a doctor.

Sanjiu rushed out of the mansion and rushed to the general's mansion to report, and bumped into Chen Xiu, who came to visit the mansion, with a lonely face, carrying a pot of good wine in his hand, for a few days, he felt guilty for the last abrupt remarks, and was about to find Xiang Lin to eat wine to relieve his boredom, but was shocked to hear the news that Xiang Lin had been put on death row, and the frightened Chen Xiu turned over the wine jug and hurriedly ran back to the general's mansion.

Emperor Xiao Yan of Liang Wu was negligent in the government and was obsessed with Buddhism and the economy, and the people of the Southern Dynasty knew it, and only built more than 200 large and small Buddhist temples outside the city of Jiankang, not to mention it Fangzhou County, so there were clouds in later generations:

There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

The government is declining day by day, the princes and grandsons, the courtiers and eunuchs, are calm as water on the surface, but the secret strife and internal fighting are like a surging tide. The people dare not speak, the courtiers dare not speak falsely, Xiao Yan's widely promoted Buddhist scriptures are all over the streets and alleys, high towers and Zen temples, blasphemy of the Buddha's spirit not only insults the holy heavens, but also disrespects Buddhism, and the crime should be punished.

Xiang Lin was fond of studying Buddhism and morality when he was young, and in his heart, the big Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the empty door are the embodiment of great compassion, like a lamp that never goes out, shining brightly, blessing people in the world without disease and disaster, no sorrow and no worry, no suffering and no difficulty.

However, time passed, Xiang Lin suffered from hair disease, lost his father, and then lost his beloved woman, suffering and disasters came one after another like a wave, and sorrow and sorrow lingered like a cloud, all of which made him resentful and resentful, so there was the 'anti-poem' on the wall.

Ning Yu rushed to the main hall to meet his father Fan Yi, and as soon as he entered the hall, he fell to his knees, with tears in his eyes, "Father! Save Xiang Lin! Fan Yi's eyes were worried, his brows were as sharp as two blades, and he went down to the hall to help Ning Yu and said, "Yu'er, Xiang Lin is half a son of his father, and he will do his best to save his father..."

"My lord, with this anti-poem as proof, this time Xu Xianglin will not escape death." Zuo Chao said with a yin smile, Xie Shen stroked his beard and nodded slightly, "I shouldn't have hit the heart of the saint, hehe... The old man will play the saint tomorrow, and Xu Xianglin's head will be hanging above the city gate in the near future~"

Xiao Yan only returned to the court from the forgotten dust temple outside the city three days ago, and then ordered Sikong Zhang Wei to pass down the decree to supervise the construction of the Buddhist temple, this Zhang Guan and Xie Shen are grasshoppers on the same rope, and any movement in the court will be communicated to each other, this time, Xie Shen knows the news that Xiao Yan will build a Buddhist temple again, if at this time will report to Lin's case, Xiao Yan will be angry and kill Xiang Lin.

The next day, Xie went deep into the Hajj to see, and unfortunately ran into Fan Yi again, Fan Yi respected as the prime minister, mastered the middle line of the court, and knew Xie Shen's premeditation and also rushed into the Hajj to see, the two met each other with cold eyebrows, and followed into the Ningyang Palace, which was Xiao Yan's resting place.

Xie Shen's words were sharp, and Fan Yi fought hard to refute Lin on the basis of reason. After that, Xie Shen presented the anti-poem to Lin, Xiao Yan was furious, and ordered Lin to be beheaded, and his head was hung at the head of the city for seven days, in order to show the meaning of the consummation of Buddhism. Fan Yi was shocked, knelt on the ground and begged to reason, Xiao Yan could hear it, shook his hand and retreated angrily.

Xiao Yan issued a holy order, no matter what the laws of the court, what court lawsuits were powerless, and no one could save Xiang Lin. After waking up, Xiang Lin was terrified, and called the jailer to ask for the reason, the jailer reported to Zuo Chao, Zuo Chao threw a piece of poetry in front of him, and Xiang Lin was stunned after seeing it, and his hands trembled violently.

"Dotting the embers of the three Tibetan drama robes... Extinguishing the lotus lantern and laughing..."Xiang Lin read slowly with the corners of his mouth trembling, and unstoppable tears came out of his eyes, he already understood what these two sentences meant, although it was only a moment of anger, and he knelt down on the straw mat and closed his eyes tightly.

The news of Xiang Lin's death sentence spread in an instant, notices were plastered all over the streets and alleys of Jiankang City, and the Xu Mansion was wailing, Liu knelt in front of the Buddha statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and fainted several times, Ruolan cried into tears, Sanjiu ran to the General's Mansion to beg Bochen to save him, and now Fan Yi is helpless, and he has no skills to return to the sky, not to mention the power of others.

Ning Yu, who heard the bad news again, fainted immediately, and the prime minister's mansion also made a fuss, and the voices were full of mourning. Wan'er choked up with tears when she heard Bochen say it, her eyes were full of regret like an abyss, maybe there was no moment of hatred because of love, there was no painful words for that day, Xiang Lin would not have fallen to this step today.

"General! Please save Xiang Lin! If he goes, Wan'er will be ashamed to survive! Bochen didn't know what Wan'er did that day, and when she heard this, she thought that she still had only Xiang Lin in her heart. Looking at Wan'er's infatuated eyes that were born with you and died with you, Bochen slumped on the chair and closed his eyes and couldn't speak, shaking his head and sighing bitterly.

At noon the next day, the official escorted Xiang Lin to the North Street Execution Ground, the sun was warm that day, the autumn wind swept the leaves, fluttering and swaying, the people of the seven streets and eight lanes flocked to the execution ground to watch the excitement, and the mighty and strong executioner stood on the side of Xiang Lin wearing shackles with a bright big knife.