"The poor monk just got the news that Wu Anhou slaughtered all the monks of Guangming Temple in disregard of the law for his own personal grudge, please ask Your Majesty to condemn Wu Anhou."

The news of Miaojue's request for help and the destruction of the Guangming Temple and the Guangming Temple reached his ears almost one after the other, and he didn't even have time to see Xiao Jing, the Grand Governor of the Heavenly Survey Division!

Chen Yuan is the envoy of the Heavenly Survey Division, the governor of the three southern states, and he is very powerful, but no matter how strong he is, he is officially under the command of the Heavenly Survey Division, so originally he wanted to use Xiao Jing's power to suppress Chen Yuan's murderous opportunity.

Yaoxin is dead, after all, he took the initiative to cause and effect, and he can't complain about others, but Guangming Temple is the strongest nail in Buddhism in the south today, and it can't be lost.

The great plan of Buddhism to preach the Central Plains has not yet been fully rolled out, and the Guangming Temple must be preserved.

However, he was just about to invite Xiao Jing, but before the other party arrived, he received the news that the Guangming Temple had been destroyed, and for a while, even if he was already in a state of mind, he was also a little angry.

Chen Yuan actually dared to slaughter the Guangming Temple!

Ignore the plans of Buddhism.

The magic is too deep!

The emperor must be condemned.

Jingtai's eyes flickered when he heard this, the corners of his mouth were slightly imperceptible, and he was a little happy in his heart, the growth of Buddhism has long been unpleasant to him, but relying on Buddhism too much, he must not say anything on the bright side, he can only sit back and watch Buddhism preach in the Central Plains, and gradually encroach on the power of the rivers and lakes.

What Chen Yuan did was quite in line with his heart.

But when the Bodhisattva was in front, he was not good at saying anything, so he had to pretend to be angry and asked in a condensed voice:

"Is there such a thing? Wu Anhou is really bold! ”

"Your Majesty, please condemn you!"

Fuxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and continued to say in a deep voice.

Jingtai nodded, and turned his gaze to Cao Zhengxian:

"Gonggong Cao, what kind of law has Wu Anhou violated, he must be severely punished according to the law!"

Cao Zhengxian just saw Jingtai's eyes full of meaning, sighed lightly in his heart, his face was straight, and he bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, in fact, the old minister also wanted to report this matter to you, but it was interrupted by the National Teacher."

"Oh? Then you can talk about the process. ”

"Yes" Cao Zhengxian did not look at the gaze of Fuxian Bodhisattva, but said softly:

"The cause of this incident is that the host of Guangming Temple, Yaoxin Arhat, claimed to settle grievances with Wu'anhou, and was defeated by Wu'anhou's hand and was beheaded in front of Shuzhou City.

Later, Wu Anhou was furious, reprimanded the monks of Guangming Temple for attempting to rebel, attacking and killing the officials of the imperial court, and harboring the demons of Wusheng Sect in the temple to make a rebellion, so he led people to destroy the Guangming Temple and slaughtered the Guangming Temple. ”

"Have you ever found any traces of the Immortal Sect demons?" Jingtai frowned and leaned over slightly.

"I don't know yet, I'm afraid I won't know until the Shuzhou Sky Survey Division reports to the headquarters in the future."

"Then Wu Anhou can break the law?"

"Ugh"

"Say whatever you want, the national teacher is here, you can't hide it." Jingtai said in a condensed voice, as if he was speaking to the Bodhisattva.

"Not guilty."

Cao Zhengxian's eyes lowered and he didn't look at Fuxian's face.

"Not guilty? How can it be innocent? Wu Anhou slaughtered the Guangming Temple, how could he be innocent? ”

Jingtai seemed to be a little surprised.

"Your Majesty, since the establishment of the Sky Survey Division, the Emperor has issued a holy decree, first cut and then played, the imperial power is granted, and it has the power to make decisions on the spot.

Over the years, the Sky Survey Division has acted like this, and the souls of the dead under the sword are unknown, contributing a lot of taxes to the Sky Survey Division and the imperial court. ”

"There is such a thing." Jingtai sighed lightly:

"It's still that the law is not perfect, it's my fault, write down my words, and let the Sky Survey Division be more cautious about the destruction of the door in the near future, and don't do things too much."

This look is naturally pretended to be for Fuxian Bodhisattva to see, he is a little disgusted with Chen Yuan in his heart, but he is also disgusted with Buddhism, the court has a lot of tolerance for Buddhism before, and it has become more and more excessive in recent years.

It can even incite the people

Now that Chen Yuan, a vicious dog, has bitten a bite of meat from the body of Buddhism for him, his heart is also comfortable, but Fuxian represents Lingshan, so naturally he can't show it.

"Yes, the old minister obeys."

"Your Majesty, is that all it takes? Is it just a matter of letting the Heaven Survey Division check itself? Fuxian Bodhisattva frowned.

Jingtai looked at the other party's expression, his face was expressionless, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then turned into approval:

"There is some truth in what the national teacher said, even so, then I will punish Wu'anhou for half a year as a punishment, but unfortunately, if Wu'anhou violates the laws of the imperial court, I will definitely cut his title."

Fuxian Bodhisattva's eyes were cold, and he looked at Jingtai for a breath, and said with one hand:

"Your Majesty distinguishes right from wrong, the poor monk admires, there are still important things in the Xiaoleiyin Temple, and the poor monk will leave first."

After saying that, Fuxian turned around and left directly, without stopping for a moment.

He represents the majestic Lingshan, the holy land of Buddhism, and there is no problem in respecting the emperor on weekdays, but now that the Guangming Temple has been destroyed, it is just a fluttering sentence of punishment.

It can already be seen that the Sima family's tolerance for Buddhism is about to reach its limit.

That being the case, there is nothing more to say.

"The national teacher walks slowly."

Jingtai said lightly.

After a while, when Fuxian was a little farther away, Cao Zhengxian asked in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, do you really want to punish Wu Anhou for half a year?"

"I have been to Shuzhou for so long, and I haven't found the murderer who killed Lu Renjia, and I have done such a big thing, so I naturally have to be punished, but this son beheaded a god refining thief in Liangshan for me, and he should also receive a reward, well, the income from the destruction of Guangming Temple, the half of the headquarters will be rewarded to him."

The combination of grace and power is the way of the emperor.

Chen Yuan is unruly, he must be suppressed at all times, but he can't be pressed too hard, he must take it step by step, and wait until it completely enters the palm of his hand before he can stop.

"The old minister obeys."

"You came in in in a hurry, just to talk about the destruction of the Guangming Temple?" Jingtai suddenly asked.

Cao Zhengxian shook his head, and his face showed a solemn look:

"This matter is just a small matter, and it is a big thing that the old minister wants to report to His Majesty."

"What?"

"Wu Tianxi, the Huangzi God of the Heaven Survey Division, has a secret report to the headquarters of the Heaven Survey Division, and Governor Xiao Dadu has people pass it on to the old ministers, saying that there is a major drought in many places in Youzhou, and there is a plague spreading, and the spread speed is extremely fast, according to statistics, so far more than 10,000 people have been killed and injured."

Jingtai's pupils shrank, and he smashed his fist on the board:

"Who spread the plague!"

Once the word 'according to statistics' comes out, the real situation must be even worse, I am afraid that the number of dead and wounded is far more than 10,000, and the real number must be pressed by the officials there.

"It is not known yet, and the only thing that can be suspected is the barbarians of the north."

"These bastards, Youzhou is next to the grassland, don't they know that once the plague spreads, the deaths and injuries in the grassland will be even more serious?" Jingtai only feels that everything has not been going well recently.

The things he had prepared before were being delayed again and again, and things were happening one after another, which made him even angry in his heart.

"Your Majesty is angry, and the top priority now is to allocate funds to fight the drought, save the people, and stop the spread of the plague to Liangzhou and Bingzhou."

"The treasury and the inner treasury have been blessed with silver and yuanjing, and the rewards are almost exhausted."

Jingtai frowned.

Cao Zhengxian raised his head and was stunned, it is normal for the treasury to be empty, after all, in recent years, all parts of the Great Jin Dynasty have been unstable, and they have to raise more than a million troops to guard against the barbarians and the demon clans in the south.

But in addition to the palace expenses and the construction of the mausoleum, the inner library spent very little, and he remembered that when Jingtai first ascended the throne, there were countless gold, silver, and yuan crystals in it.

How is it possible to consume so quickly?

But he didn't open his mouth to ask, because as a person close to Jingtai, he vaguely understood that the emperor seemed to have a strong force in the rivers and lakes.

It should be planning something.

"Please Your Majesty summon the clan elders, open the secret realm of the royal family, and deal with the sudden disaster in Youzhou with the background of the imperial court, the old minister feels that someone should deliberately make trouble in the thirteen states of the Great Jin Dynasty, and it is necessary to guard against it."

Jingtai pondered for a moment and let out a sigh:

"The royal heritage can't be moved, this matter is a matter of social security."

The world is the world of their Sima family, if the resources are not enough, the strength of the Sima family can't keep up, what can they do to sit firmly in the world?

"Is this going to leave Youzhou to fend for itself?"

Cao Zhengxian's back was cold, and even a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

The people are the foundation of the country, and sometimes if it is rotten, it may spread to more places.

Jingtai closed his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity:

"Spread my will, add endowments from Qing, Shu, Yun and Nanzhou, and then stop my imperial mausoleum for a while, first stop the spread of the plague in Youzhou, and those who are infected will not be treated, and burn and bury them on the spot."

"Your Majesty, the taxes in the southern states are high enough, add more." Cao Zhengxian seems to have seen the people below being cornered and raising their banners to rebel.

"As long as those Jianghu forces and the big families don't get involved, the people will make a fuss, and it won't be a big deal."

"Your Majesty, this."

"What better way could you do it?"

"The lord of the capital." Cao Zhengxian raised his hand, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Compared with the mud legs below, the nobles in the capital are really rich, and if you copy a few more, you will almost be able to cover the money and food needed for this disaster relief in Youzhou.

"Hugh is nonsense!" Jingtai scolded.

The Sima family sits on the country, relying on the nobles of the capital and the forces of the rivers and lakes to join forces, and this matter is likely to cause a chain reaction to them.

Absolutely not to move until he is ready.

"The old minister lost his words."

Cao Zhengxian sighed lightly.

Jingtai looked ahead, a little melancholy, and said lightly:

"Let's suffer the people again"

"The old minister obeys."

Jingtai pondered for a moment and waved his hand: "Let people go to the imperial dining room to prepare some spiritual porridge for me, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too."

In Chunhua Palace, Yang Guifei, who was wearing a brocade robe, leaned on the desk, the entire hall was empty, and all the maidservants were retreated by him, so as not to disturb her.

The deep palace is lonely, the more it is in the dead of night, the more so, if she has never seen the light, it is fine, but she was biased against the light not long ago, and she has eaten many times.

I also learned the true meaning of saturation and hunger from that guy's mouth.

Yang Guifei had a pot of wine in her hand, and she took a sip from time to time, she thought that she had endured loneliness for so many years, even if she endured it for another year, it would not be a big deal.

Can.

Since Chen Yuan left, she has been living in the New Year, as if there are ants and insects in her heart, making her suffer from loneliness in the middle of the night again and again.

Rather than be the emperor and concubine in the palm of Yuanlang.

This is a true portrayal of Yang Guifei's mood at the moment, she is really a little tired of the cookie-cutter life in the palace, and always wants to change her clothes and leave the palace once at night.

It's a pity that there is no one in the Hou Mansion.

With a long sigh, Yang Guifei drank all the spiritual wine in the cup, recalled the delicious sea cucumber soup in the past, and muttered in a low voice:

"When will I be able to eat again?"

"It's full, it's really full."

Tangshan Mansion, inside the Temple of Surveying Heaven.

Mrs. Xu was half-lying in front of the table, and the welding smoke made her not slow down now, and she said that she was completely full, and she couldn't eat anymore.

Regardless of whether it was delicacies from the mountains and seas, or fairy delicacies, she didn't want to move her chopsticks anymore now.

"Hong'er, your sister Xu has eaten enough, do you want to have some taste?" Chen Yuan picked up a bowl of milky white crucian carp soup and sat in front of Shangguan Hong.

I hope she can taste the cooking skills too.

But Shangguan Hong saw Mrs. Xu's appearance when she was smoking and drinking soup, how could she accept it, and hurriedly waved her hand to refuse, looking at Chen Yuan's eyes and even a little frightened.

How can the cooking be so good!

Is this the horror of the Body Refining Warrior?

Cooking simply does not know tiredness.

"No, no, I haven't married yet, no, no." Shangguan Hong pushed Chen Yuan away with a red face, and after that, he didn't dare to stay, changed into a new clothes, and quickly ran out of the hall.

"You scared Sister Shangguan." Looking at the scene of Shangguan Hong's hasty escape, Mrs. Xu, who came back to her senses, laughed and glanced at Chen Yuan with disgust.

She felt that Chen Yuan's nickname should not be called Demon Knife, but Wheel Demon.

"Sooner or later, you have to get used to the customs of our Chen family." Chen Yuan let out a breath and chuckled, before he was about to devour the Qilin blood, Chen Yuan decided that he still wanted to relax once more.

With the best attitude, face the heaven and earth beast fire unicorn.

"You're here this time, just to send Sister Shangguan over?" Mrs. Xu raised her head and glanced at Chen Yuan, who had an extraordinary temperament and was unusually handsome, and her eyes were full of admiration.

"Of course not, there are important things to do in Tangshan this time."

"Can I know?"

"It's about cultivation." Chen Yuan replied.

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say much, Mrs. Xu didn't ask much, but just chattered about some recent affairs, as well as the little apprentice that Chen Yuan had accepted.

Since she was put in Tangshan by Chen Yuan, she has been practicing hard with Yue Shan and a few people, and her cultivation has also increased a lot, and she often visits her with some gifts.

The good name is said to be the teacher's mother.

Seeing that he was pitiful, Mrs. Xu did not deny it, but gave him a lot of cultivation resources and guidance.

"That kid's qualifications are not bad, and he may have great achievements in the future." Chen Yuan thought about the small stone he encountered in Changshan Mansion, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a chuckle.

That kid wanders in the market, and he can also tell books, but he often breaks the chapter, so that Yue Shan, who is happy to listen, is beaten badly, but he still can't change the kid's temperament.

"Then you can cultivate well, take a few more disciples, and maybe it will be of great use in the future."

"Time waits for no one, and there is not so much idle time to waste on the disciples." Chen Yuan shook his head slowly, compared to external forces, he still believed in himself more.

"When will Sister Yutian Yan and Yan Shu arrive?"

"I don't know yet, and I guess it won't take long."

"What is the relationship between you and Sister Yu Qianyan?"

Thinking of Chen Yuan's reluctance to say more before, Mrs. Xu became more and more curious and wanted to explore the truth.

"It's too secret to be revealed, but after a while, you'll find out." Chen Yuan replied.

"Oh."

"Madame, take a good rest, take on the current status of the eldest wife of the Chen family, and take care of Shangguan Hong more." Chen Yuan mentioned that today he still didn't let Shangguan Hong learn to smoke.

Just let her smell it and get used to it in advance.

"Leaving now?"

Mrs. Xu was a little reluctant.

"Gentle Township is a hero's mound, it's okay to stay occasionally, but before the big thing happens, I won't put my time on it, Madame." Chen Yuan turned his head.

"Don't say it, I understand, go ahead."

Mrs. Xu squeezed out a smile.

"Endure it for a while, and the days of peace in the world will not be too far away."

"I believe in you."

"Hmm."

Chen Yuan, who left Wenrou Township, didn't even say hello to Shangguan Hong, he devoured the blood of the unicorn this time, as long as it was done, it wouldn't take too long.

On the way to the sky, Chen Yuan woke up the sleeping Moro and asked him about the use of the Ice Essence Divine Jade and how to prepare Yunyun at that time.

Devouring the blood of the alien beast, in addition to drinking the blood of the demon snake in Tangshan before, this is the second time.

And the last time is completely different from this one.

One is just a demon beast in the Condensation Realm, and the other is a supernatural beast raised by nature, and the gap is too big.

The danger is also completely different.

According to Moro, the Fire Qilin is inherently sacred, and since it was born, its strength has been comparable to that of the Yuan Shen Zhenren, and it has grown to the peak, and it is also an existence at the level of the peerless True Monarch.

You don't even need to practice deliberately.

But the lower limit is low, and it also means that the upper limit is low, at least as far as he knows, there seems to be no divine beast in the world that is not able to break through the six realms without opening a spiritual intelligence similar to a fire qilin.

Basically trapped in the fifth realm all his life.

It can be said that success is also bloodline, and defeat is also bloodline.

However, such a divine beast also has another miracle, that is, the longevity is extremely long, even the immortals can't compare to the longevity of such a strange beast.

Therefore, devouring the Fire Qilin is a very difficult thing.

If it weren't for the Heaven and Earth Great Array to extinguish the fire qilin for more than two hundred years, even if Chen Yuan had the Ice Essence Divine Jade, he would not advise Chen Yuan to take the risk, and if he was not careful, he might burn himself under the divine fire.

Chen Yuan agrees with this point of view, after all, things that are beyond one's power must be avoided, but he also knows that the greater the danger, the greater the reward!

As long as he doesn't die, even if the Fire Qilin is consumed for more than two hundred years, it will definitely make his strength take a qualitative leap!

Avatar! Refining the gods!

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Keep asking for a monthly pass!

The bigwigs still have tickets in their hands, please don't pity the stones.

I can handle it!

Also, don't raise books, brothers, can't you be satisfied with 10,000 words every day?

(End of chapter)