In the early morning, the light of the morning sun shines on the earth.

In a luxurious courtyard in the Prime Minister's Mansion, a boy in brocade clothes listened to the report of his subordinates, and his face showed ecstasy.

"What, the little lady is relieved?"

At the age of his youth, he was dressed in pale yellow silk satin, holding a folding fan, and his waist was tied with exquisite ancient jade, and he looked quite handsome, but his face was a little pale, as if he was overly indulgent in wine.

It is Jia Yidao's only son, Jia Yi.

"Exactly, but Liu Niangzi proposed to go to the [Xiangguo Temple] outside the city to chant and worship the Buddha for three days before she was willing to become the concubine of the son."

Jia Ding reported truthfully, and at the same time felt a little disdainful in his heart.

It's just a widow, and she dares to kick her nose in the face with a little bit of posture, and when the son gets tired of playing, see how you deal with yourself.

"Accurate!"

Jia Yi didn't think about it, so he waved his hand in agreement, thought about it and said: "Since the lady has a heart, my son will accompany her on a trip." ”

"This ...... Wouldn't it be too aggrieved son? ”

"What do you know, do you know the true ...... of Mrs. Liu?"

Jia Yi said in a pause, kicked the family to the ground, and glared: "When will it be your turn to ask about this son's matter?" ”

"The villain doesn't dare, go down and arrange it now."

"Get out of here!"

——

Shaolin in this era has been closed, but only relative to the rivers and lakes, it does not refuse the visit of dignitaries.

The sun is scorching, and the weather is dry.

After a morning of driving, the Xiangfu convoy finally arrived at Xiangguoji Temple in the mountains at noon.

Liu Zhen stepped down from the carriage, with a faint sadness on her face.

The plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and after all, there was an unexpected change, and Jia Yi suddenly proposed to go with him, which caught Liu Zhen off guard.

But the words have already been spoken, if she changes her mind temporarily, it is likely to make Jia Yi suspicious.

Xiao Jian didn't know this, he had already left last night and sneaked into Xiangguo Temple in advance.

"Lady ......"

Jia Yi walked up to him and made a humble and gentlemanly gesture, but that title made Liu Zhen feel sick in his heart.

She was familiar with the behavior of this gentleman, and she also understood that this person was only a temporary novelty for him.

Liu Zhen directly ignored his movements and walked towards the temple exquisitely.

Jia Yi is not angry, he just likes this feeling of love but can't do it, so that when he succeeds, he will have more fun in the future.

"Amitabha, on behalf of all the monks of the temple, I would like to welcome the two donors."

The host of Xiangguo Temple, [Jueqing], had already received the news one step ahead of him, and led many monks to wait in line, with a very respectful attitude.

Jia Rudao is now in power, and even Buddhism has to be in awe.

In addition, there is the Song Dynasty, which emphasizes the Tao and ignores the Buddha, and this time may be an opportunity for Buddhism.

Jia Yi smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Soon, several soldiers were seen carrying red wooden plates, covered with red silk cloths.

"It's just a few thousand taels of silver, it's not a tribute!"

The old monk's gaze in a bright yellow robe moved, but it quickly hidden.

"Childe Dade!"

——

Xiangguo Temple is not a Shaolin Temple after all, and the quantity and quality of warrior monks are far inferior. In addition, at this time, most of the monks went to the gate to greet the Prime Minister's party, and Xiao Jian sneaked into the temple very smoothly.

He waited for a long time in the backyard wing, but Liu Zhen did not come as agreed.

Xiao Jian went to the front hall to take a look, and finally understood what the problem was.

[Unexpected again......]

Xiao Jian touched his nose, he asked himself that he had planned very carefully, but there was still a mistake.

Jia Yi is also here!

You can only take one step at a time......

It was not until the evening, with the melodious and loud sound of the bell, that the Buddhist meeting came to an end.

Liu Zhen suddenly said: "It's dark, it's better to stay in the temple for one night." ”

She looked at Jia Yi again and said, "Childe must still have a lot of things to do, so it's better to go back to the house first." She was already anxious, afraid that something would happen again.

Jia Yi waved his hand senselessly: "It's okay, my son is also idle, master, bother!" ”

"My son is willing to offer another tattoo of silver ten thousand taels!"

The latter paragraph instantly dispelled the hesitation of the abbot Jueqing, and the monk also wanted to eat!

"Since the son has his heart to my Buddha, how can the old man not allow it?"

The words are high-sounding.

——

Late at night......

Liu Zhen stood in front of the bed in a purple dress, her heart was in turmoil.

She knows Xiao Jian's character too well, when she first saw him, she knew that this person was a lord who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and he dared to fight with street bullies at a young age, and now this character is becoming more and more upright, she is really afraid......

"Oh no, the prince is dead!"

A cry of mourning suddenly came, and soon spread throughout the temple.

Liu Zhen's face changed drastically, and the pink silk scarf in her hand slipped silently.

Fool......

Jia Yi was suddenly assassinated, and all the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the monks in the temple panicked, and the entire temple was in chaos.

This is Jia Yidao's only son, like the palm of his hand.

No one can take responsibility!

"How dare you murder your son!"

As the prime minister's son-in-law, Jia Yi has always been accompanied by a master, a middle-aged man with a knife, named Zuo Ying.

Jueqing was also alarmed, and was about to find out, but was stopped by Zuo Ying head-on and asked sharply.

He clasped his hands together and said in a low voice, "Amitabha, the benefactor has said that the monks are compassionate, how can they harm others?" He knew very well that this man was trying to shirk responsibility, but he couldn't argue with it.

In any case, if someone does something in the temple, even if they didn't do it, they will be accused of "colluding with assassins".

"Hmph, then you should tell me, why there are assassins in the important land of Buddhism?"

Zuo Ying has obviously made up his mind to let Xiangguo Temple take the blame, and his words are convincing.

As soon as he waved his hand, a group of soldiers behind him drew their swords one after another, and they were about to kill if they didn't agree with each other.

Seeing this, the warrior monks in the temple also raised their sticks in their hands and glared angrily.

The two sides were tense, and a situation of confrontation was faintly formed.

Jueqing was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Since the donor is the personal guard of the prince, why would he let the assassin commit murder?" ”

Zuo Ying snorted coldly: "I've been following Childe all the time, but just now I suddenly noticed something wrong, so I went out to check the situation, but I didn't expect that something had happened to Childe when I came back!" ”

"The assassin is obviously already waiting in the room, who else but the monks in your temple can do it?"

Jueqing grasped the point of his words and asked, "Your Excellency said that the assassin was already in the room?" ”

"Not bad!"

That is to say...... The Assassins had already prepared in advance? ”

Just as the two were arguing, Xiao Jian had already silently sneaked into the room where Liu Zhen was.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Jian directly picked up Liu Zhen by the waist, and rushed to the place prepared in advance.

"You're so stupid......"

Liu Zhen looked helpless, but there was a touch of emotion in her heart.

"It's worth doing anything for you!"

Xiao Jian replied with a serious face, he originally just planned to save people, and he didn't want to make trouble.

If he hadn't heard those words, Jia Yi would still be alive!

"Where's Spring Peach?"

"Don't worry, she just fainted."