Chapter 145: Water Can Carry a Boat or It Can Overturn
On this day, in Zhangzhou City, some people went out with swords everywhere.
The sword master's last sword slashed into the middle of a large courtyard, and the nine-story formation tower that had been swaggering collapsed with a bang.
Two people shot out backwards, and Youlan was held up by Bai Jiu, steady in mid-air, with a little blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.
And the flower-faced monk with the golden body of an Arhat was chased and killed by a wisp of sword energy.
That wisp of sword qi is like a maggot attached to the bone, there is no way to dodge, only to resist.
When the sword qi came to him, it instantly broke the ring knife in his hand and fell on his golden body, and the golden body and the sword qi collided with bursts of sparks.
It's just that after a while, after all, the sword qi is even better. The sword qi shattered the golden body, cutting a gaping wound in his chest, spurting golden blood.
"Good sword."
The flower-faced monk immediately realized the gap between the two sides.
This sword should be shot by the swordsman next to the crown prince Li Wan, and it is unstoppable.
He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it downward, wanting to carry Yu Fang and leave immediately.
But when he grabbed it, he was blocked by something. Z.br>
"Huh?"
He didn't know where that seventh-rank martial artist came from such a method to resist the attack of the third-rank Arhat.
The knife was also very strong, and showed no signs of breaking.
"That's it. Death is death."
After all, the flower-faced monk can't stay longer.
If the swordsman really wanted to keep him, it would be difficult to escape.
He withdrew his bloodied hand and fled out of the city.
"I have the ability to stop my aunt!"
Bai Jiu finally pulled the grumpy Youlan.
He pointed down, where someone was beckoning them down.
The two of them flew down, looked at Chen Liu, whose face was a little wrong, and hurriedly asked:
"What's wrong?"
Chen Liu shook his head and didn't say much, just threw Yu Fang, who had passed out, to the ground.
Just now he forcibly took the trick of the flower-faced monk and left this culprit.
"Wait for the prince to come and deal with it?"
Youlan gave a more rational answer at this time, but Chen Liu was no longer rational.
He rejected their offer.
Chen Liu asked Bai Jiu and Youlan to go to the underground prison to send the survivors to a certain place to recuperate, while he himself had to do one thing.
"What do you want to do?"
"It's nothing, it's just killing someone."
On this day, the chief envoy of the Zhangzhou Regional Transit Envoy, the deputy envoy of the Political Envoy Division, and the general sentence of the state government were all taken off the black gauze hat on the head of the prince and sent to prison.
The governor of Zhangzhou was ineffective, he didn't know anyone, he was confined to the mansion, and he thought about it behind closed doors.
As soon as Zhangzhou responds to political affairs, they are all attributed to the Qingxiao Courtyard, and the prince is in the palace.
There are people everywhere who have landed on the ground, but the most eye-catching is the mansion outside the palace of Yu Fang, the deputy envoy of the transfer envoy, which claims to be the mansion of "Qinyi Zhai".
The original couplet at the front gate of the house still remains, but above the gate, a few lines of poetry written in blood remained.
"Eat Erlu, the people fat and the people's ointment; The people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to deceive."
The pen is unbridled and free, and the spirit is written.
This is only sixteen words, but the prince who came later stopped for a long time.
He ordered someone to rub these words on rice paper, and did not look at Yu Fang, who was dying, from beginning to end.
In the end, it was the swordsman who intervened and took a blood book from his neck, on which his many crimes were written.
But at the end of the writing, only four words were left, "it is difficult to write".
He also had some ledgers hanging on him, recording the evidence of his bribery.
As for everything else, it was hidden in the mansion.
The disciples of the Qintian Eunuch, Youlan and Bai Jiu, took out thousands of people from the "Qinyi Zhai" and told the world about the inhuman treatment they had suffered in the mansion and the untold sins that had occurred.
The people present were all filled with righteous indignation, and they couldn't wait to take action in person to besiege and kill this guy who was inferior to beasts.
The prince also had a solemn face and worked on the spot.
"The deputy envoy of the transfer envoy deceived the people, and the heavens listened to it, and the crime was extremely evil, and Ling Chi was executed. The disciples of his clan were all exiled for thousands of miles and never returned. All the ladies in the house have been relegated to the Department of Teaching, and they have been reduced to slavery, which will never be forgiven."
In the end, the prince temporarily used Qin Yi Zhai as a healing tool for the victim, and then threw off his sleeves and left.
It's just that the prince is not happy with this way of dealing with it.
The narrow-mindedness of the person who did everything is commendable, but what he did was clearly coercing public opinion and forcing him to deal with it in this way.
It is impossible for Yu Fang to escape from Ling Chi's endgame, but whether he will be stabbed in the open is something he needs to consider.
"The people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to deceive? Is this also a point to me?"
Li Wan didn't like this feeling.
However, he didn't do anything in the end, but returned to Qingxiao Villa to prepare for the next step of cleaning and rebuilding.
In Qingxiao's courtyard, Mo Li wanted to go to Chen Liu, but found that he was not in the room.
No one knew where he went, let alone when he would return.
She finally stepped into Chen Liu's room on her own, and with a flicker, there was no more.
Chen Liu was indeed not in the room, and after he took the risk of writing those sixteen words in Fang's blood, he left.
He came to Tantuo Temple, wanting to find peace in his heart.
He stood in front of the Buddha statue, listened to the sound of the wooden fish, and chanted a long chant, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Donor."
Chen Liu's strange appearance immediately attracted the attention of Tantuo Temple.
A young novice walked over and saluted Chen Liu.
"Little master."
Chen Liu still politely replied to him.
Then Xiao Shami said that several masters in the temple wanted to invite him to the back hall for a while, Chen Liu thought about it and agreed.
Entering the back hall, sitting in the first seat was the sweeping old monk Chen Liu saw at the beginning.
Beside him sat the abbot of Tantuo Temple and another unknown wizened old monk.
"Master."
"The donor seems to be quite uneasy in his heart."
"Hmm."
Chen Liu didn't hide anything, and told several masters about the murder in the underground cage, which would soon be known to the whole city.
When the three masters heard this, they were also speechless for a long time.
After a long time, he sighed and sighed.
"Amitabha."
"I originally saved a resentful soul who was persecuted by them, but in the end, it was disillusioned in front of me because it violated the principles of heaven. Can...... I don't think they should be able to live forever. They are clearly victims......
Chen Liu said what he thought in his heart, and fell into silence again.
Several masters knew that he understood everything, but he was embarrassing himself.
They didn't choose to say anything about "when is the time for retribution," let alone karma.
Only the sweeping old monk agreed to Chen Liu:
"Tantuo Temple will hold eighty-one days of rituals to surpass the dead."
The presiding abbot and the old monk on the other side also had no opinion and agreed.
"Thank you, Master."
After Chen Liu thanked him, he originally planned to leave, but was persuaded by the sweeping monk.
"The donor can go to the stupa to rest and retreat, although it may not be able to let the donor see through, but it may be good to calm down and recuperate and think about it."
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Liu agreed.
He really needed to be quiet at this point.
"Can you ask the master of Tantuo Temple to go to the house to soothe them and soothe their minds?"
"Duty."
"Masters don't need to be modest. Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter."
"Donor's Wisdom."
So, in the next few days, Chen Liu stayed in Tantuo Temple, sometimes sitting quietly under the relics pagoda, sometimes walking in the purple bamboo forest.
Maybe you will stand for a long time at the thousand-year-old ginkgo in front of you, and you will also accompany the monks in the temple to eat fasting and chant Buddha.
However, everyone can see that he seems to be calm, but in fact he is still preoccupied, and the troubles in his heart have not been resolved.
"Uncle Shi, if the donor goes on like this, it is really possible for him to fall into the devil's path......
The abbot of Tantuo Temple looked at Chen Liu, who was getting up with them in the morning and dusk, participating in Zen and chanting, but he was very worried.
He found the sweeping monk, his uncle, and expressed his worries.
"Wisdom will hurt, and love will not live. The benefactor has indeed fallen into the maze. It is indeed difficult for us to solve it, and it is difficult for the donor to save himself."
"So what? Did Master Sanzang say before leaving......"
"Fate comes from understanding."
"It's still Uncle Shi's life transparent."
"Why don't you sweep the floor for a few days?"
「…… It's better for Uncle Shi to sweep it himself."
"It's stupid, Uncle Ben is trying to remind you."
No matter what the uncle said, the abbot did not accept it.
His so-called guidance is probably that he once asked a senior nephew to practice shirtless on a snowy night in the winter, and he was snickering while drinking hot tea.
At the same time, in the city of Zhangzhou, the crown prince had already vigorously defeated many corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and promoted a group of imperial examination scholars he brought from the capital to fill official positions.
The business community is scared day and night these days, but the prince doesn't seem to have any plans to move them, but only forbids the major giant crocodiles to flee.
At the same time, a woman dressed in white and with a beautiful face came to the outside of "Qinyi Zhai", carrying a bamboo basket in her hand.
At this time, the crown prince, who was in Qingxiao's courtyard, also received a letter.
On the envelope, there is a single inscription.
On the letterhead, there are only eight words left.
"Water can carry a boat, or it can capsize a boat."
The people are the foundation of the state, and Li Wan has always recognized it.
On weekdays, it seems that those princes and generals control one side with local crocodiles, but when the world is in turmoil, it is still those invisible civilians who control the stability of the court.
However, by writing a letter, Li Wan learned one more thing.
"He's really highly regarded by the commander."
As the crown prince of the dynasty, it is naturally impossible not to find out who the person with the inscription on the door is.
If it is an ordinary person, such arrogance and coquettishness, it may cause Li Wan's great disgust and hostility.
But in him, Li Wan felt normal again.
A few days ago, the imperial sister trespassed into his room, and I don't know what mechanism she touched, and she was tied up strongly.
She is also very stubborn and unwilling to ask for help. It wasn't until someone found out later that Her Royal Highness the princess, who was almost prostration, was rescued.
The swordsman who valued Mo Li very much immediately wanted to cut the kid, but was stopped by Mo Li......
"It's funny. Maybe compared to that Xiao Jieyuan, it's not too much......
Li Wan seemed to think of something again, and the interest in her heart was caught a lot.
"Chen Liu, how many secrets are hidden in you?"