Cheng Qianqian, who got the "secret letter" from the hands of several soldiers who pretended to be mountain bandits, opened the seal in a hurry and found that the letter contained Sanskrit that he couldn't understand.

Until we are sure what it is written, this letter naturally cannot be passed on, but it can be ...... Among those whom he trusted, there was no one who knew Sanskrit......

The letter that he finally took the risk to get in his hand turned out to be incomprehensible, and at such a time, he urgently needed to catch Ling Jun's handle and take the opportunity to rescue Ling Jun from his own difficulties...... This kind of annoying and boring feeling that made him punch the cotton and scratch his heart and liver was really something he had never encountered in his life!

Obviously, Ling Jun is also wary of him, otherwise, it would be impossible to write letters in Sanskrit, and in his impression, Ling Jun should not be a person who is proficient in Sanskrit...... That is, the letter, for him, was very important, at least, very urgent in terms of time...... He needed the letter to be delivered safely, even if it fell into the hands of a hostile person, not to be translated very quickly, to ensure that what he was doing, or was about to do, was safe!

"What did you do with the messenger?"

The content of the letter must be translated, and now, it is a critical juncture to scramble for time, Cheng Xiangqian thought like this, and looked up at the dozen or so generals standing in front of his desk.

"Killed."

The person who spoke was the soldier who tied up Gu Yu, he had always been taciturn, and his courage was still a little small, so this was the most convincing for him to say, "That man resisted so badly, a few of us were inevitably troubled, so we cut him down and buried him in a tree pit at the foot of the mountain." ”

The soldier's words caused the others to be stunned, and at that moment, they hurriedly nodded and "agreed" with his statement.

Just now, when they looked at Cheng Xiangqian's expression, they regretted a little, they didn't kill Gu Yu at that time, this matter is very important, if that person escapes by luck and spoils Cheng Xiangqian's big thing, Cheng Xiangqian, a ruthless person, will not spare them lightly, originally thought, after Cheng Xiangqian sent them away, he would go to the place where Gu Yu was tied up just now and make up for him, which resulted in his life...... Even if they are caught by Ling Jun in the future, find out, and clean them up, it will be a matter for the future, and it is better to die late than to die now!

Of course, if it weren't for their fear and hesitation, when Cheng Xiangqian questioned them just now, the person in charge would not have replied because he was stunned, and let the timid guard speak first, and it was this mistake that pointed out a dead end for Cheng Xiangqian, making him waste too much time, and making him lose in the end.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the soldier who replied to him, Cheng Xiangqian nodded slightly, lowered his head, and while twisting his goatee, he continued to look at the Sanskrit letter that he couldn't understand at all, the person who sent the letter was dead, not running away, which meant that he still had some time to study the content of the letter, and now, in this Yanjing, the forces he can control and make friends with are far more than Ling Jun, a prince with no background.

I don't dare to say that I have the chance to win, but there is no problem with ensuring that I don't lose.

"You guys, you can go down and get your reward."

Cheng Xiangqian nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand at several soldiers, and continued to ponder the letter he had gotten in his hand.

Sanskrit, monks who practice Buddhism, most of them study one or two, and there are many eminent monks, which can be called exquisite.

He didn't have that much time, so he calmed down and went to learn Sanskrit from the monks, but he was not very relieved to let the monks directly help him translate it, for fear that they would pass on the content of the letter, or let others know, the letter written by Ling Jun was in his hands.

This thing is really not left, and it is not right!

"Someone! Go to Husheng Temple and invite the monk Deji! ”

After thinking for a while, Cheng Xiangqian's mind, suddenly a figure appeared, this person, before becoming a monk, had owed him a great favor, thinking that now, this person has been a monk for seven or eight years, and he should be able to know some Sanskrit every day to understand Buddhism, let him come to the house, translate this letter for him, and then "click"...... Dead people can't speak!

Cheng Xiangqian's heart can not be said to be not vicious, in his words, the amount is not a gentleman, and it is not a husband who is not poisonous.

He knows better than anyone else that the "favor" that Monk Deji owes him is actually not what he did at all, but Monk Deji misunderstood, so he just pushed the boat down the river and became a "good person".

At that time, what he thought was that if he had more favors, he would not lose anything, and maybe he would be able to use it in the future.

Now, it's working!

The subordinate took the order and left, Cheng Xiangqian pinched the letter and sat down in the Taishi chair in the study.

It is not so much that he is the backstage of Ling Li, but that Ling Li is the guarantee of his future glory and wealth, and he is related to Ling Li's mother's family by marriage, so naturally, he will be classified in Ling Li's faction, and he has no right to choose his own camp at all.

Thinking of Ling Li's unscrupulous master, Cheng Xiangqian suddenly felt that his head was as big as a fight.

Lack of success, more than failure.

I know all day long that I don't talk about it, and I always feel that I can do anything, and I feel that I am not pleasing to anyone I look at, and I feel inferior to him when I look at anyone.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a choice, he would have voted in his camp!

But after all, things have come to such a point, he has no turning back, the only way to do this is to continue to move forward, even if the road is rough, even if he needs to kneel down and walk on his knees, he has to do his best to finish, otherwise......

The road was chosen by himself, back then, in order to take that shortcut, fortunately he abandoned his wife who had been with him for ten years in his hometown, married the young lady of the Li family, and because of this in-law relationship, he got the support of the Li family, and climbed to the position of Shangshu in a few years.

Cheng Xiangqian still remembers that back then, his wife in his hometown came to Yanjing with two sons and a daughter, and he was kicked out of the house by a letter of resignation.

It's just that, compared to his future, these were all regarded as trivial things by him, and he quickly forgot about the back of his mind, the wife of the chaff, he didn't want to want it anymore, and if he died, he would die, but it was a pity...... The three children...... But, if the child is gone, he can also be reborn, just like he is now in the house, isn't there three more!

Rubbing his eyebrows, Cheng Xiangqian withdrew his memories of the past, turned his gaze, and continued to cast his gaze on the Sanskrit letter in his hand.

This letter is very important, otherwise, with Ling Jun's cunning, it is impossible to make someone send this letter on the cusp of the storm, this must be his key bargaining chip, it must be a risky move that he has to force.

Yes, it must be that!

Husheng Temple is located in Chongqing Prefecture, thousands of miles away from Yanjing, and it takes more than four days to travel back and forth by fast horse.

Cheng Xiangqian asked people to go to Husheng Temple to find Monk Deji to come back, not because he was willing to go near and far, but because he ...... This long distance was also taken into account by him......

Over the years, Ling Jun's reputation has become higher and higher, especially in the vicinity of the imperial capital, in many temples and Taoist temples, even more so, he can't determine which person in the temple near the imperial capital was bought by him, so ...... In Cheng Qianqian's thoughts, in Chongqing Mansion, a place beyond such lofty mountains and mountains, it should be difficult for Ling Jun to reach no matter what!

In addition, he asked people to find the monk Deji from afar, and after translating the letter, he could be killed, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, this matter of extinguishing the mouth, he could do it on the way back...... At that time, even if the host of Husheng Temple saw that he had not returned for a long time, he could push it all away, and he would not let himself get a little dirty!

Gu Yu, who escaped the shackles, rode his horse all the way, and finally arrived at the nameless town where the Good Doctor Workshop was located at night, and found the gate of the Good Doctor Workshop according to the way Ling Jun described to him.

I dismounted, knocked on the door, and after a short time, I heard an inquiry from fifteen inside.

"I, Gu Yu, open the door for me, fifteen, the third master asked me to deliver a letter to my wife."

They are all doing things in the same house, Gu Yu is naturally easy, he can hear that the person is fifteen, and he told him his identity in a low voice, and then he stopped speaking.

"Why did the third master send you!"

Hearing that the person was Gu Yu, Fifteen opened the courtyard door, and saw that he had a dusty face, obviously he didn't care about eating and drinking, he was shocked, and hurriedly poked his head out, and looked left and right, "Behind you, didn't you have any tail?" ”

"I walked around the streets of the town twice and didn't see anyone following."

Gu Yu pulled the reins of the frightened clouds and entered the door, with a hoarse voice in his voice, "Madame, have you rested?" The third master said, this matter is very tight......"

Bang one by one

Before Gu Yu could finish speaking, a bloody human head fell in front of him, Gu Luochen stood on the courtyard wall expressionlessly, without saying a word, but the meaning was obvious.

He doesn't like trouble, but, compared to letting Liu Qingxin and Xiaobao encounter danger, dealing with trouble makes him acceptable, just like this assassin who was sent by someone and can barely be regarded as a little three-legged cat.

Dare to break ground on the head of the Heavenly Gate, dare to spread the news to him Gu Luochen, and do not allow anyone to covet it, die, 1152 ( )