"Good morning, sir. When Yu Jian passed through the gate of the outer palace, the palace guards greeted him.

When the fat guard looked at Yu Jian, his eyes were a little cringe, which made Yu Jian feel strange. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, everything is fine. My lord. The guard smiled stiffly.

"Your eyes can't hide secrets, what's going on, tell me it would be better. "Yu Jian knows this fat man very well, he is straightforward, focused, and a good guard, but lying is not what he is good at.

"Your Excellency. The guard hesitated a little, "Yesterday there was a very sloppy out-of-town guy who wanted to enter the palace, but I stopped him. ”

"He's probably drunk. Yu Jian said with a smile.

"He didn't, my lord. He said he wanted to see the Saber Eight Guards. The guard took the halberd in his hand and held it in another hand, "But he was disrespectful, and he didn't look like your friend, so I didn't inform him." ”

None of my former friends were not sloppy. "His characteristics?"

"He looked like he was in his fifties, maybe older. A head shorter than me, with a stubble on his face, I saw that he hadn't taken a shower in a long time, and he was dressed in coarse cloth, dirty, and smelled bad. He shouted that he was friends with the Saber Eight Guards, and if he didn't report it quickly, he wanted me to look good. ”

Yu Jian searched in his mind, and couldn't remember knowing such a person. "Did you do it?"

"No, sir. The guards hurriedly denied it.

"Then you're doing well. But our palace guards aren't there to run errands for the rude. Yu Jian patted him on the shoulder, "If he comes back today, you can inform Yan Ji, and Lord Yan will let him know that there are also etiquettes that must be observed outside the palace." ”

So saying, he walked towards the stables. When the weather turned cold, a breeze blew when he got up, as soft as a willow, and the hottest season had passed, and because of the sea, Wang Du bid farewell to the warm season earlier than the neighboring province of Baihua.

There is a light moon floating in the west of the sky, and the sun is weak, which can be a good sign. Boxers believe that the moon in the morning portends an auspicious day. Yu Jian hopes so. Recently, the barbarians in the north have launched a nomadic wave, the lizardmen and swamps in the south have rebelled, and the mountain giants have run down the Sudara plateau, and although they have not yet attacked the villages and towns of the Boxers, they seem to have bad intentions.

However, earlier, it was really good news that the eldest princess Long Dailan, who had been married for three years, was pregnant, and there was finally something exciting in these gloomy years. His Majesty the Dragon Monarch was particularly excited about this, this was his first grandson. Of course, this is the blessing of the dragon god, so Long Jun decided to invite the monks of the Iron Fist Temple to teach the prince, and the "Tranquility Sutra" has been explained by Gu Sheng before.

His Majesty has always had little affection for the Iron Fist Temple, and the reasons for this are well known. Three hundred and fifty-seven years ago, an elder of the White Clothes Temple of the Iron Fist Temple participated in a palace coup, and together with the third and fourth princes who coveted the throne, he led troops to attack the dragon king's dormitory and killed the dragon king at that time, Long Yumin, the "pious king" of the dragon king. Ironically, Long Yumin was the most famous devout person. At that time, there was the position of national teacher in the cabinet, which was held by the great elder of the Iron Fist Temple, and after this incident, the position of the national teacher was abolished, and there was an additional layer of estrangement between the successor Long Jun and the Iron Fist Temple. Although more than 300 years have passed, His Majesty has been haunted by this matter, and has not given monks any opportunity to participate in politics since he came to power, and has also imposed strict restrictions on the number of people in the martial arts academy.

Yu Jian was reluctant to believe those rumors among the people, linking Long Jun's health with his fall from favor with the Dragon God, but no matter what, Long Jun's transformation should be a good thing. In the past half a month, Long Jun's condition has rarely improved, he can slowly eat some fish and meat, his face has become a little ruddy, and he can walk a few steps out of bed under the service of the attendant. Yu Jian thought about the reason for this improvement, not sure why.

The carriage of the green dragon yellow canopy departed from the stable yard and headed west along the Julong Avenue. The Iron Fist Temple is located in the temple area in the west of the city, under the holy mountain, surrounded by green clouds and forests, where about 2,500 or 600 monks meditate. The monks were devout believers, they founded and developed the dragon worship religion, spread the teachings of the dragon god to the south of the Wen River, they adhered to the ancient ways, and most of them maintained a simple ascetic life of few desires, vegetarian food. Unlike the Northern King Kong Temple, the Iron Fist Temple has a mandatory rule that all monks are not allowed to keep their hair, and they must be cremated after death, and their ashes are stored in the bone tower.

The Pavilion has done a survey, and they have about 300,000 believers in the entire Dragon City, and there are also other disciples of the Iron Fist Temple in the royal court, such as the national craftsman Qiu De, the eldest son of the criminal pavilion and Xia Lao, Guo Tai, the warden of the Heavenly Prison, Gu Sheng, the young master, Gu Sheng, and many princesses in the inner palace, and three of the six swords. Although Yu Jian is not, he is still a believer who prays to God every day and sleeps with his hands on the "Tranquility Sutra". He just didn't want His Majesty to be unhappy.

Near the periphery of the Fuyun Forest, there are many vendors on both sides of Julong Avenue, where vegetable farmers and craftsmen form a lively small market, where women who get up in the morning to buy vegetables and people who go out for breakfast are active. Further down is the Iron Fist Temple, where the hustle and bustle of the morning market has faded away, and it is a quiet and quiet place, where the Lance River passes through the garden and the dragon garden to the south, during which the crisp birdsong permeates the rushing lake. The Floating Cloud Forest was very quiet, full of tall golden silk nan, camphor trees, fairy oaks, martial elms, and cedars, and a wide granite paved road ran through it, zigzagding all the way to the gates of the Iron Fist Temple.

The Iron Fist Temple retains the architectural style of a thousand years ago, simple and elegant, low and flat top, without fancy and complicated, and the square courtyard opens and closes. On the outline made of brick and stone, two huge stone pillars arch to guard the gate about three zhang wide, a statue is erected in front of each stone pillar, it is a pair of monks who protect the temple in the history of religion, on the left is the unkempt and ragged bitter head Tulou Wuzhi, and on the right is the gray-haired and golden-faced hideous demon monk Yan Xing. The entire temple is surrounded by forests, which is very quiet.

The monk saw the carriage of the royal court coming from a distance, and opened the temple door to let it pass. There are a total of six sets of large courtyards in the Iron Fist Temple, which are divided into six courtyards, and the senior monk invited by Long Xingtian to teach is the elder Wanyou of the Evangelistic Academy.

Wan You is over sixty years old, less than eight feet tall, dressed in a flowing white monk's robe, with wide sleeves, a long beard hanging down on his chest, no silver white, vigorous movements, and light steps. He could hear the grunt of wheels on the ground, and he had come out to wait, for the second time he had been called into the palace. Except for the Great Elder Xun Zhou, all the elders were rarely recruited by the Dragon Monarch, and Wanyou entered the palace continuously, which can be regarded as a major event in the Iron Fist Temple.

The carriage did not stop much, and the monk immediately turned around and returned to the palace when he got on the car. Wan You entered the carriage, and Yu Jian said: "The prince was fortunate to be instructed by the elders the day before yesterday, and he felt that he had gained a lot, and he hated to get acquainted with the elders late. ”

Wan You stroked his beard and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gifted and intelligent, and he understands the scriptures very quickly. What's more, he is humble and studious, which is very rare. ”

"That's a great monk's teaching. ”

"Your Majesty is wise. "Wanyou speaks slowly and logically, but is full of energy. "I heard that Gu Shaozai is very knowledgeable, and Lord Yu is the first warrior in my country, if the prince can learn to succeed in the way of tranquility, he will be a generation of Ming Jun. ”

"When it comes to martial arts, no one can compare boxing with the elders of the temple. I don't know if Elder Yuanfa is willing to give me some pointers so that I can go further. Yu Jian said with a smile. Yuan Fa is an elder of martial arts and a well-known master of boxing throughout the country.

"The technique of the Dragon Fist is taught by my god, if you are willing to be enrolled in our academy and become a disciple of another book of cultivators, I think there is a chance. Wanyou's eyes were full of light.

The art of the Dragon Fist has the three essences of Dragon Diving, Dragon Breaking, and Dragon Royal, and was taught by the Dragon God to the chief monks of the three major temples a thousand years ago. Cheng Fan of King Kong Temple got the technique of dragon diving, Hang Ru Phantom of Iron Fist Temple got the technique of dragon royalty, and Feng Lan of Awakening Temple got the technique of dragon breaking. The three of them later passed on the art of dragon fisting to the monks, who gave the beginner boxing skills to the common people, and from then on the believers of the dragon god called themselves boxers.

Yu Jian smiled and did not answer. It wasn't something he could do if he wanted to.

Wan You said again: "I don't know if there is any progress in the theft of the Nine Turns Town Soul Tower?"

"There doesn't seem to be any clue yet. Could it be that the elders have?"

"The Great Elder connected to the Qingming Divine Realm with his breathless power yesterday, listened to the divine voice, and got it. The Great Elder thought that the Lord should know about this matter, so that he could report it to Lord Zheng of the Criminal Pavilion and claim the treasure as soon as possible. ”

Yu Jian didn't expect this unexpected joy, and hurriedly thanked him and said: "Thank you very much, if this case is solved, your temple will make great contributions, and Your Majesty will be happy, and there will be a heavy reward." ”

Wanyou's face showed a hint of displeasure, "Don't you think that our temple is a reward?"

Yu Jian said with a smile: "Yulongpu is divided into two, your temple has its north, but there is no south, the day of the return of the soul tower of the nine turn town, I think it is also the time when the Yulongpu of your temple is complete." ”

"Hehe, adults are really good at talking. Wan You stroked his beard and smiled. The part of the Yulongpu north to the north of the Lance River was divided by the former king to the Iron Fist Temple, but the southern part was not given by the Dragon King. "To retrieve the treasure, you have to go southwest. The city of snake gods has a flash of spiritual light. And so it is the word of my God. ”

"Thank you, Elder and Grand Elder. Yu Jian hurriedly saluted. The city of the Southwest Serpent God refers to Karaz in Nishizawa Province, which is a city of swamp people. He can convey it to Xia Quan, the interrogator of the Criminal Cabinet, and Xia Quan is mainly responsible for this case.

Yu Jian sent Wanyou to the Qinsi Hall of the Outer Palace, where the prince studied the "Tranquility Sutra" under the monks. Long Jun has made a big change, but he still doesn't want the monks to step into the inner palace. Yu Jian pondered the divine revelation revealed by Wanyou, so he turned to the office hall of the Torture Pavilion, the offices of the six pavilions were all on the southwest side of the outer palace, not far from the Qinsi Palace.

Xia Quan spends most of the day here, and today is no exception.

"Iron Judge" Xia is nearly fifty years old, not tall, thick eyebrows and thin eyes, the bridge of the nose is a little collapsed, and there is a short circle of neat and thick black beard on the pointed chin, and his appearance is no more endearing than his father, but the tone of his voice is sonorous and powerful, and there is a harshness in his stable expression. He is still unmarried, not close to women, not in love with wealth, and is one of the most famous disciples of the Iron Fist Temple, and everyone knows that this is a man who is difficult to seduc. Of course, there are also some tongue-chewing people who talk about him behind his back, thinking that the real reason why he is not close to women is not because of faith, but because of some part of the incompetence.

Seeing Yu Jian's visit, Xia Quan was a little surprised, he closed the file he was browsing, stood up to greet him, the dark green thin silk robe was rolled with two circles of gold edges, and the wide silver belt was convex with a hammer emblem, showing his identity as a criminal cabinet judge.

"It's really a rare guest, Lord Yu suddenly has time to come and see it today, which is really flattering to you. In the face of his colleagues, the majestic expression of the iron judge was hidden, and there was no arrogance.

Usually the two don't interact much, Yu Jian omitted politeness, and as soon as he sat down, he said straight to the point: "I recently learned about something, and I feel that it is necessary to let adults know." It's about the Nine Turns Town Soul Tower. ”

"Oh, Lord Yu must have some clues, listen to you. ”

Yu Jian repeated the divine revelation that Wanyou said. Xia Quanquan was overjoyed, "Lord Yu, this is really helpful." Recently, I haven't visited the Great Elder due to my busy official duties, so it seems that I still need to take some time to go there on weekdays, and I may be able to listen to the divine voice when I can. ”

"I feel the same way. ”

"Hehe, I hope Your Majesty will do the same. Xia Quan said with a smile, "Your Majesty has allowed Elder Wan to enter the outer palace, which is gratifying. As courtiers, we always hope that Your Majesty will be closer to the dragon god, and the prince will benefit from it in the future. ”

"Compared to before, Your Majesty's attitude towards the Iron Fist Temple has changed greatly in recent years, and all the Floating Cloud Forest has been assigned to the monks. Moreover, the crown prince seems to like to listen to Elder Wan's lectures, in this case, I think the Iron Fist Temple will soon receive more favors. ”

Xia Quan nodded, and suddenly sighed again, "Alas, it's a pity, it would have been nice if Your Majesty had been close to the Iron Fist Temple a few years earlier." ”

Yu Jian heard the overtones of these words, "Lord Xia knows that he has always been reckless and dull in his studies, and he has always been very respectful of knowledgeable people. ”

"That's why I said this in front of adults, if I want to change someone else, hehe, then I'm going to have an accident because of this big tongue. ”

"Gao Wenmo's incident is indeed a pity. Yu Jian recalled the incident seven years ago. Seven years ago, Queen Yongya fell ill, and the monks and imperial doctors of the Iron Fist Temple gave a treatment plan, Yongya was a devout believer and insisted on adopting the plan of the Iron Fist Temple, but died of illness. The dragon monarch was angry, and from then on, he was even more snub to the Iron Fist Temple. Gao Wenmo, a well-read and outspoken copywriter of the Prime Minister's Cabinet, believed that Long Jun should pay more attention to the devout and proposed to restore the post of national teacher in the cabinet, which caused Long Jun to be furious, and the court dismissed him from his post and refused to use it again.