Ye Yuan's worries were justified.

There is no need to wait for tomorrow, just an hour later, the news that Wu Youchang was named the king of Zhou spread throughout Luoyang.

Ye Yuan listened to the sound of Wu Youchang talking about Wu Youchang in the streets and alleys, and muttered helplessly.

"Wu Zetian, you are really ruthless!"

The news can spread so quickly, if you want to say that there is no Wu Zetian behind the scenes, you won't believe it if you kill Ye Yuan.

A great writer once said: The temperament of Chinese people always likes to be harmonious and compromised.

For example, if you say that this house is too dark and you have to open a window here, you must not allow it.

But if you advocate tearing down the roof, they will reconcile and be willing to open the windows.

Humanity!

If it weren't for the fact that he could help his wife, Ye Yuan would have quit a long time ago.

A broken prince, like who would be rare.

Due to the devastating blow to the central court, it has not yet been able to complete its body, and its response has not been timely, and no one has taken action on this day for the time being.

However, the opposition is already being written.

Moreover, a large number of letters were also flown from Luoyang to every corner of the Zhou Dynasty.

On this day, Luoyang paper is expensive.

Ye Yuan could imagine what kind of verbal criticism he would face in the future.

There is nothing he can do about it, so he can only enjoy it.

"Let the storm come harder."

Following.

Three poles in the sun, unexpectedly, Ye Yuan actually slept lazily, and no one came to trouble him.

It's as if nothing happened yesterday.

In fact, the reason why no one is looking for Ye Yuan is because a key link is missing.

Wu Zetian: She... Don't go up! No one will be allowed to see you.

All government affairs were resolved through negotiation between Wu Ling'er, Di Renjie, and Shangguan Wan'er.

In other words, officials can't see Wu Zetian himself, so they can only play and fold.

But the folds are all in the hands of the three people, and these three people are all insiders, so they will naturally not accept it.

The Empress is the same, she doesn't even look at these twists and turns.

Or, more accurately, she can't see it.

The evil consequences of using the power of immortals beyond the level will not be able to escape after all.

Although the empress has a powerful Taoist elixir to nourish her body, she is still inevitably aging rapidly.

Today, her body is extremely weak and exhausted.

Overnight, she had a silver head and wrinkled skin.

Today's Wu Zetian is a real old man, who spends most of his time in a coma.

Even if I can sober up for a moment occasionally, I am lazy and have no energy at all.

In the palace, under the warm sun, an old man with silver hair was sleeping quietly with a peaceful face.

She is like a retired old lady, enjoying the peace of her old age.

In order to avoid stimulating the sensitive nerves of some people, Ye Yuan retreated at home and became an otaku with peace of mind.

Just then, an unexpected person came to visit.

The two sat under the tree, staring at each other speechlessly.

Comparing concentration with monks is a pure waste of time.

Ye Yuan had been a monk, so he naturally knew this, he didn't want to waste time, and asked unceremoniously.

"The master is really fateful, he didn't die?"

Wuchen's face was compassionate and compassionate, and he said in a slightly complicated tone.

"The poor monk was not in Chang'an at that time."

Ye Yuan couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the big explosion has something to do with Buddhism!

Wuchen seemed to see Ye Yuan's thoughts, and took the initiative to explain.

"After the last conversation with the donor, I went back to the master to report."

It's a plausible explanation, but it's still a bit far-fetched.

After all, it was just too much of a coincidence.

Ye Yuan was a little unconvinced, and continued to ask.

"Did the master take the initiative to go back, or did the master summon him?"

Wuchen's face suddenly changed, and his face was uncertain.

Although he didn't speak, Ye Yuan already knew the answer.

It's obviously the latter.

Wuchen was silent for a moment, his face returned to his original state, and said.

"Amitabha, donor, what the truth is, the poor monk doesn't know, it's just that at that time, I received a summons from my master and left Chang'an, but it was not only my Buddhism."

Ye Yuan knew that although Wuchen didn't say who else was, it was already equivalent to naming names, and what he said was Daomen.

"Well, should I say they're clever, or are they..."

Ye Yuan suddenly felt a little chilled.

After all, if it's really the latter, then this eucalyptus is a man-eating maelstrom.

The foundation of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism is too strong, even if it is as strong as Ye Yuan, he does not dare to underestimate it.

Ye Yuan smiled helplessly and muttered.

"This matter... It doesn't matter what we think, what matters is what people in the world think. ”

Wuchen was speechless, and he was also muttering in his heart.

The two stopped talking, and the courtyard fell completely silent.

After slowing down for a while, Ye Yuan went straight to the point.

"Let's talk about it, you should have come this time for me to be named King of Zhou, right?"

Wuchen nodded unabashedly and confirmed it directly.

"That's right, now we want to meet the princess."

Ye Yuan took the teapot in his hand, looked at the old monk in front of him puzzled, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"You're the Heavenly Eunuch, you are qualified to see her directly, you don't have to go through me at all."

Wuchen couldn't help but show bitterness on his face and explained.

"There is a decree in the saint, the two families of Buddhism and Taoism are forbidden to enter the palace!"

Ye Yuan unhurriedly added a cup of tea to the old monk and sighed.

"It seems that everyone is worried about you!"

Wuchen shook his head and said helplessly.

"Yes, who made Buddhism and Taoism the most powerful sects in the world, and they are fully capable of doing this."

Ye Yuan took a sip of tea lightly and said with a look of enjoyment.

"You don't need to see Ling'er, you can talk to me directly."

This is a spokesperson who is completely trusted!

Wuchen's spirit was shocked and he sighed.

"It seems that your relationship with the princess... It's better than anyone expected! ”

Ye Yuan smiled lightly, noncommittal, just raised his glass and motioned for the old monk to drink tea.

It's a pity that the old monk didn't have the intention of tasting tea at this time, and continued.

"Since that's the case, I'll say it bluntly, in fact, this time the master called me back, mainly because the Buddhism has basically reached a consensus, and we will fully support the princess to succeed to the throne!"

Ye Yuan put down the teacup, looked at the old monk seriously, and asked.

"Full strength, what kind of full strength?"

Wuchen was obviously a little puzzled and asked.

"What does the donor mean?"

"Manpower? Material resources? Financial resources? ”

Wuchen understood, Ye Yuan wanted to see their actual actions, not those false names.

Although this is not in line with the consistent style of Buddhism, the moment they deduce the catastrophe of Buddhism, they have no choice.

This point was made clear at the high-level meeting of Buddhism, and specific conditions were given.

Wuchen looked at Ye Yuan's eyes and said with sincerity in his eyes.

"We'll do our best..."