After passing through the pavilions and pavilions, and returning to the waist corridor, several people arrived at the palace study.

Xiahou Rong, the king of Jin, took the lead and said lightly: "Come in!" ”

Xiahou Chun was calm and calm, lifted his robe and crossed the threshold, and stepped in.

As soon as you enter, there is a refreshing aroma on your face, which makes people feel refreshed.

Xiahou Chun squinted slightly, the curling spirit sandalwood lingered around the cypress beams, permeating all corners, take a closer look, the smoke was emitted by a silver jade dragon Lingyun pattern incense burner, its whole body is gilded, standing three legs down, embedded with a light purple bronze dragon's mouth, spitting sandalwood, smoke is dense, like a fairy house.

Xiahou Chun squinted slightly, the fragrance was naturally non-toxic, but the spirit sandalwood was not extraordinary, it was a luxury for cultivators, let alone ordinary people.

This incense is not only a spiritual object, it naturally circulates in the hands of monks, and has the effect of concentrating and calming the mind, and it is beneficial for monks to break through the barriers, even among monks, it is rare, so salty dragon money can not be bought, let alone bought, only in the jade crystals circulated by monks, and there is no market.

Nails and urine require hundreds of jade crystals, and the real 'incense is more expensive than gold'.

And the Jin Wangfu is so extravagant, the people who want to loot must be hundreds of millions, otherwise it will be difficult to support such a huge expenditure.

Xiahou Chun's eyes were flat, and he stepped into the power center of Jinzhou City with Tianxin, Murong Yan and others, and followed Xiahou Rong into the inside.

Open the curtain brocade tent embroidered with pale gold dragon python, the beautiful gilt decoration in the house comes into view, the tables and chairs are covered with woven and embroidered blankets, the colorful mattress chairs are draped with four or five, and the rest of the silk and satin decorations are all over the study, creating a beautiful and luxurious atmosphere for the original antique and solemn study.

Tianxin's eyes were cold, and he sneered lightly, not knowing whether he was secretly ridiculing the arrogant life of the palace, or mocking the fall of Dongjing, which was inseparable from the extravagance of the Xiahou clan.

Even Murong Yan couldn't help but secretly asked, "Brother Shi, are the lives of your princes and nobles so extravagant?" ”

Xiahou Chun pursed his lips and didn't say anything, his lips squirmed, he didn't know how to answer, could he explain to her that when he was in the East Palace, he was even more extravagant than this?

Even Emperor Jing's bedroom and cabinet are slightly inferior?

But that was also done by the original body, and it had a half-dime relationship with him Xiahou Chun.

After a few people bypassed the sandalwood burner with slow cooking smoke, they saw a dark brown yellow nanmu desk woven by Shu Jinling silk in front of them, with four treasures on the table, a purple leaf pen holder standing, and five lake pens hanging upside down, like a sharp sword, and dominated by wolf hair.

Because the wolf's pen tip is sharp, slender and strong, so there is a metaphor of 'the eyes are worn like a zone, and the sharp edge is like a cone', and this thing is the most popular among martial artists.

His gaze moved downward, and the dark blue mud inkstone engraved with the double dragon spit beads was silent, pressing several 'goose yellow tiger skins' on the table, as if he was waiting for the master of the study to copy and sway together with the ink fragrance three feet away from the side.

The pattern on the front of the inkstone is gorgeous, the hollow stone pattern is finely carved, and the dragon around the inkstone complements each other, sets off each other, is extremely exquisite, and shows the skill of the carver.

After looking at the desktop and looking around, Murong Yan was once again startled by the 'luxury' of the Jin Palace, and saw that on the side wall, there was a five-clawed embroidered python robe hanging on it, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, which was extremely arbitrary and graceful of the vassal king.

On the side of the python robe, there is also a high-grade spirit sword hanging from a purple gold sword spike.

Murong Yan's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised 'good baby'.

At this time, the room suddenly brightened, and it was bright and bright, but it was Xiahou Rong who lit two six-sided rotating palace lamps, and he raised his eyes and stared at Xiahou Chun's handsome face, and there seemed to be a trance in his eyes.

Xiahou Chun's eyes were calm and looked at each other silently.

After a while, Xiahou Rong's eyes were complicated, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said slowly: "There was a strange person on Taizong's side, who claimed to be able to calculate the fate of my Dajing for five hundred years, and deduced that my Dajing will be prosperous in the fifth generation. ”

His eyes were gloomy, staring at Xiahou Chun, and he said incomprehensibly: "Do you know, who is that person?" ”

Xiahou Chun's eyes flashed, Dajing will flourish in the fifth generation?

Confirmed that it is the fifth generation, not that Guozuo only has five generations?

Since the founding of the country, there have been four emperors.

In addition to Taizu Xiahou Yuan, there are also Emperor Wen Xiahou Xu, Yuan Emperor Xiahou Zhao, plus the current Jingdi Xiahou Hong, exactly four generations.

At that time, Taizu and the Xiahou clan raised troops against Yan, established a shrine in Taikang, and went around to recruit no ministers, but after all, the manpower was sometimes poor, and before he could completely clear the universe, he died in the Taikang Taiji Palace.

Taizu's eldest son, Xiahou Xu, hurriedly ascended the throne, for Emperor Wen, thought that he would inherit Taizu's will to sweep away the traitors, but he actually listened to slander, and on the grounds of 'the outside must first be safe', he attacked the meritorious nobles, and finally led to the rebellion of the Eight Kings, so that the war rekindled Taikang City, and the entire Dajing half of the country was full of wolf smoke, and the people were not able to make a living, and their lives were ruined.

Xiahou Zhao, the second son of Taizu who sat in Youyan, led 800 guards to attack thousands of miles in the name of 'Qingjun side', went south in the starry night, broke through Tongguan with lightning speed, took the lead in entering Guanzhong, and coerced Taikang, forcing the civil and military ministers to coerce Emperor Wen out of the city and surrender.

After Emperor Wen was helped off the dragon chair, he was not killed, but was demoted to the Marquis of Jinyang, and migrated to Jinzhou, the ancestral land of the Xiahou family.

And so far, after the success of Xiahou Hong's succession, for the heart of Emperor Anwen, he named Xiahou Xu of Jinyang as the king of Jin, that is, the father of the new king in front of him.

A few days ago, this strong hereditary reckonage forced Taikang to pinch his nose and admit it, and Emperor Wen's vein was about to be passed on to Xiahou Mo's generation.

Since Emperor Xiahou Zhao ascended the throne in the second month of that year, he changed his name to Tongyuan, worked hard, swept away the demonic atmosphere in the world, and killed all the charms and ghosts, and Xuanzong was forced to be pressed in that corner by him.

Because of its outstanding military achievements and domination at home, it is respected as Taizong.

And today's Shengshang Xiahou Hong is the third son of Taizong and the fourth emperor of Dongjingguo!

Of course, if he Xiahou Chun succeeds in ascending the throne, he will be the fifth emperor in that person's mouth.

However, the person Xiahou Rong said in his mouth, Xiahou Chun's eyes flickered, and he seemed to have guessed.

Sensing that Xiahou Chun seemed to have an understanding, Xiahou Rong smiled deeply, his eyes moved, and fell on the young and handsome cicada monk, and he said word by word: "That person is the first seat of the Bodhi Temple at the time, and the current abbot!" ”

"Purdue!"

Rumble!

There seemed to be a roar in Xiahou Chun's heart, and his pupils shrank.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the cicada monk, but saw that he was in a good mood, and the brocade cultural relics around him were like floating clouds in his eyes, and they were not worth a full meal.

He was in a trance, and suddenly heard that he was presiding over the abbot's name, and he was shocked.

Raising his eyes, he saw that Xiahou Rongzheng, the king of Jin, was looking at him with burning eyes, and after clarifying what he had just said, he immediately rolled his eyes and sneered: "So, do you want to say that I have been planning for a long time in the Floating Sky Temple and deliberately approached this kid?" ”

Xiahou Chun remained silent, only listening to King Jin chuckle and say, "If people don't know, unless you don't do it." What are your Buddhist intentions, how can this king not know, it is nothing more than to borrow a knife to kill people, first help my nephew overthrow the Taoist gate and then enter the Dongjing. ”

He looked directly at Xiahou Chun and said word by word: "Do you know that the reason why your grandfather expelled Buddhism from the country back then was that he was well aware of the harm of this religion. ”

He was earnest, with a sincere gesture of persuasion: "Nephew, don't you want to seek skin with the tiger and lure the wolf into the house!" ”

The monk blinked, glanced at Xiahou Chun, then looked at King Jin, and suddenly grinned: "Yes, you guessed right, this was indeed the case back then, but the poor monk has no sugar, so he can't reward you." ”

Secretly but with a deflated mouth, borrowing a knife to kill? Isn't that obvious?

Besides, he didn't call it killing people with a knife, but rather called it "concluding a treaty of friendship and mutual assistance."

In addition, they admit that they don't have to deal with agriculture, but they also assisted Taizong in conquering the ministers and educating the people, which can be regarded as stabilizing one side and soothing the people.

Not to mention the close relationship between Xuanzong and the Dajing Imperial Court back then, but the fact that the entire Yasukuni followed Xuanzong as the state religion made it difficult for Buddhism to gain a firm foothold here, let alone instigating the people to rebel.

However, the cicada didn't explain much, after all, Buddhism and Taizong had a quarrel back then, Daomen and Buddhism were-for-tat, and later Taizong and Daomen were in harmony with each other, and so on, all of which were unclear and rotten accounts, saying that they couldn't be broken for three days and three nights.

Xiahou Chun naturally knows a lot of inside stories, and he also understands that the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, the confrontation between immortals and mortals, and the light and dark competition between the imperial power of the mortal kingdom and the power of the Taoist sect are not clear in a few words, and he will not be lost by Xiahou Rong's words.

After all, now the 'separation' between Dajing and Xuanzong has long been irretrievable, and since this is the case, then the 'marriage' between Dajing and Buddhism is the trend of the times.

As for the old grievances of the year, it is no longer important, not to mention that the Si people have passed away, and it is meaningless to care about more, but Xiahou Rong is a little childish in sowing discord in it.

Thoughts flipped and thoughts surged, Xiahou Chun's slight frown gradually eased, and after glancing at each other, he smiled indifferently at Xiahou Rong, and said with a smile: "What, Uncle Wang, can't you afford to lose?" ”

Sandalwood rose in the study, and the smoke hung down like flowing clouds, setting off Xiahou Rong's face a little uncertain and unpredictable.

After a long time, he gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by indifference and ruthlessness, and a deep scheming and city government belonging to the heroes spontaneously emerged.

He lowered his sleeves back, glanced at the cicada lightly, looked at Xiahou Chun expressionlessly, and asked without answering: "So, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is determined to collude with foreign cults and become enemies of the Daomen?" ”

The tone became cold, the momentum changed suddenly, and a detached posture of rejecting people for thousands of miles was revealed.

The speed with which he turned his face made Murong Yan admire it.

Tianxin snorted coldly, "Isn't it okay to do this earlier, why bother to be so coy, it makes people disgusting for no reason." ”

The atmosphere in the room was solemn, and the two sides were tense, and there was a tendency to kill if they disagreed.

However, Xiahou Chun was unconscious, and replied with a smile: "Is it that if my nephew is disobedient, he will be hacked to death by the sword and axe men in the house?" ”

The Tianxin Order in Tianxin's hand quietly emerged, Murong Yan snorted coldly, and stood vigilantly beside Xiahou Chun, always looking at Xiahou Chun's horse.

But the cicadas didn't care, and secretly pursed their mouths.

Xiahou Rong's eyes were gloomy, staring directly at Xiahou Chun, and said word by word: "Do you know what you are doing?" ”

"Unite a small temple that doesn't know the depths to compete with the entire Daomen?"

"That's not enough, don't you want to drag the whole Dajing to the funeral with you?"

His sideburns and gray hair floated back, and his burning gaze seemed to penetrate the depths of Xiahou Chun's eyes to see the ambition in his heart.

"Xiahou Chun, you remember, you want to find death yourself, I won't stop you! But if you want to drag the Xiahou clan to die with you, my Jin Wangfu will not agree! The 100,000 iron horsemen outside the city will not agree! ”

"Now it's not too late to rein in the precipice, listen to my uncle's advice, immediately cut off contact with Buddhism, and personally go to Tiandu Peak, meet the real person in charge, apologize, and ask him to forgive your sins, so that I will not destroy the country in Dajing, and the Xiahou clan will not be exterminated!"

"Do you understand?"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and it continued to echo in the study.

And for a long time.

However, Xiahou Chun's face was just calm and calm.

"Finished?"

He raised his eyes, looked at the other party quietly, and spat out this sentence.

Xiahou Rong's face sank, his fists clenched, as if he hated iron but not steel.

The pavilion was silent, the sandalwood was curling, and a few people were either coldly watching, or smiling rather than laughing, or sarcastic and disdainful.

Xiahou Chun's face was expressionless, pacing to the end, his eyes fell on a blue and white jade pot spring vase with a thin neck, hanging belly, and circled feet, and dozens of painting tubes were inserted in it, horizontal and vertical, crooked.

He pulled out one, untied the rope and unfolded, painted hundreds of miniature mountains and mountains, there are high mountains and flowing waters, shallow streams and waterfalls, rivers, lakes and seas, there are also water villages and wild markets, fishing boats and yachts, bridges, waterwheels and shops and pavilions, there are more birds and beasts, rare and exotic objects, soaring and gathering, thousands of postures, delicate, lifelike, presenting the scene of Vientiane.

"Back then, Gaozu had just broken through the former Yan capital city of Tai'an, and he had not yet rewarded the soldiers, you fell in love with this 'Jiangshan Society Map', and he didn't say a word, and he rewarded you directly."

Listen to the map of the Jiangshan Society, Murong Yan moved, this famous painting is the peak work of Wang Ximeng, a scholar of the former Yan Hanlin Academy, this is the Yan Emperor inspected the world, ordered Wang Ximeng to record the magnificence of the mountains and rivers within the jurisdiction, because of its majestic mountains, deep rocks and deep valleys and the prosperity of pavilions and pavilions, so it is known as 'the first map in the world'.

Eyes moved, the left side of the word 'Jiangshan Shejitu' five words, only a pen 'Yi', this is the name of the former Yan Emperor, and there is also the jade seal of the Yan Emperor on the name.

Wrapped and retracted, Xiahou Chun took out another piece, which was a picture of a pine and cypress birthday celebration, under the pine and cypress, all wore Zhu Dai purple, there were also chariots and horses, palaces, and slaves holding the reins and pressing the bridles, thousands of horses were rampant, and thousands of people were prostrate.

"This is the third year of Lingwu, Emperor Taizong's grandfather outing Taihang Mountain, ordered the accompanying minister of the Ministry of Industry Dai Fan to repair the "pine and cypress birthday map", which was originally given to my father and emperor, in order to reward him for his efforts to stabilize the rear without chaos and control the complicated government without blame when Taizong conquered and did not subordinate. However, after you entered the palace to see you, I heard that you liked your style and penmanship, and my father privately transferred it to you. ”

Xiahou Rong's face was cloudy, his thick lips trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

Xiahou Chun's figure turned, his eyes fell on a white jade Bodhisattva statue on the decorative shelf, the statue is slender, slim and elegant, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, full of warmth and softness, and belongs to the ancient wide robe and long skirt of the former Qin Dynasty, the clothes are fluttering, the demeanor is thousands, the carving is exquisite, just like a real person, it can be called a fairy Linfan, and the Xuannu is dusty.

His eyes were slightly downcast, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "This 'Xuanyu Niangniang' statue was originally ordered by Emperor Nanzhao in the fifth year of Tianhong to pay tribute to his daughter Princess Nanping, and then you forcibly seized it, and at the same time abducted Princess Nanping and humiliated her to death."

After this matter was transmitted to Nanzhao, its emperor was furious, and immediately divided 30 prefectures and counties to coerce millions of people to rebel, and once invaded the southern Xinjiang of our Dajing, killing tens of thousands of our people, and attracting the Nankang army to suppress and defeat before returning. ”

He turned around and said word by word: "But my father regretted the affection and merits left by Emperor Wen back then, not only did he not arrest and punish you, but also issued a decree to comfort the Jin Palace, so as to calm his heart." ”

Xiahou Rong lowered his eyebrows and was expressionless.

Xiahou Chun was about to laugh angrily, stepped forward suddenly, pointed to the embroidered python robe hanging on the wall, and asked: "And this five-clawed python robe, who gave you the courage to embroider five-clawed?" Don't you know that according to my Dajing law, the five claws are exclusive to the emperor, and the vassal kings of various places can only wear the 'four claws', but what about you?

Not to mention embroidering this transgression, it is still placed here for the world to enjoy, do you really want to embroider clothes and make you blind? Are you all fools when we are? Don't you know that even Wenyuan Pavilion can't let go of the impeachment of you? ”

Xiahou Rong was short of breath and stared at Xiahou Chun, almost on the verge of exploding.

Seeing this scene, Xiahou Chundu laughed angrily, seeing that he was still not convinced, he immediately pointed at the other party and said sharply: "Just by insulting Princess Nanzhao, causing a war between the two countries, and the people are almost ruined, it is enough to cut off your head!" Not to mention the crimes of trespass that you have repeatedly committed over the years, if it weren't for the sake of Emperor Wen and the old prince, your Jin Palace's mansion would have been trampled to the ground by the cavalry army. ”

"Enough is enough!!"

Xiahou Rong suddenly burst into a shout, his breath swelled, like a lone wolf devouring people, staring at Xiahou Chun deadly, exhaling white breath in his nostrils.

"Not enough!!" Xiahou Chun raised his eyebrows and shouted.

He pointed to his head, his face was full of hair, his eyes were sharp, and he said word by word: "Didn't you ask me why I want to be an enemy of the Daomen?" Think about it with your brain, Grandpa Taizong's martial arts crown covers Kyushu, and his mind and martial arts are far superior to those of the emperors of the dynasties. ”

"And my father's Spring and Autumn Period is still early, and he is working hard, why would he ignore my Dajing Jiangshan Sheji, and no longer endure it, but suddenly he is willing to take the risk of going to Tiandu Peak in person?"

"You haven't thought about why?"

His eyes burned, and he gritted his teeth and roared, "Or are you really wolf-hearted?" ”