Jingchen was silent for a moment, and then said: "The minister has been destined for his fate since he was born, which is not only what fate refers to, but what other distracting thoughts come from. ”

The Emperor smiled, "Didn't the National Teacher think about changing his fate?" ”

Jingchen didn't speak.

"On that day, I saw that the national teacher was going to leave Princess Yongyi's embroidery, and I specially entered the palace to intercede for Princess Yongyi." The emperor looked at him, "I still think that the National Teacher and Princess Yongyi also have an extraordinary relationship. ”

There was temptation in his words.

Jingchen nodded his head quietly, "Princess Yongyi is related to King Yongyi, and the minister doesn't want His Majesty to cause misery because of a woman." ”

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Today's King Yongyi is no longer His Royal Highness the Prince of the Past. Your Majesty should be able to see this. ”

The emperor sneered and looked at Jingchen, "Does the National Teacher really think so?" ”

Jingchen said lightly: "The minister is a monk, and everything he thinks is what my Buddha thinks." Your Majesty's remarks are inappropriate. ”

The emperor looked at Jingchen silently for a moment, and then suddenly laughed, "It's because I lost my words, the national teacher has always only had compassion, but no seven emotions and six desires, how could he be obsessed with a woman." ”

Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Xi in front of him.

Judging from his gaze, the emperor at this time seemed to have a dense collection of small insects crawling.

But he didn't seem to know anything.

And it doesn't seem to be visible to the naked eye.

He frowned, how could this be?

Emperor Xiao Xi took a deep breath again, looked at Jingchen and said, "I summoned the National Teacher to come, there is indeed something that needs to be done by the National Teacher. ”

Jingchen looked at Xiao Xi calmly, waiting for his next words.

"Wanling Temple is related to the fortune of the country, and the prophecy of the national teacher will also be related to the fate of the entire Duze." Xiao Xi said lightly: "So, can I ask the National Teacher, in a word, the future of Du Ze?" ”

Hearing this, Jingchen closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, the bewitching red mole in the center of his eyebrows also glowed with a hint of luster.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said slowly: "The unenlightened are in power, and the lives are ruined. ”

When the emperor heard this, he burst out laughing maniacally.

"Hahahahaha...... The unrighteous are in power, the unrighteous are in power......" he smiled and kept repeating the last few words.

Then he said: "However, this is the words of the National Teacher. If the National Teacher's Wanling Temple is no longer related to the national fortune of Duze, is it impossible to do this? ”

Jingchen raised his eyes, but found that the emperor was looking at him coldly, and there was a set decision in his eyes.

At this moment, Jingchen suddenly understood what the emperor wanted to do.

———————-

In the alley of Wangjing, a woman's exclamation suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, someone saw the body of a man with his eyes dug up hanging in front of a family's house.

Everyone who saw it was terrified.

just dared to look at it from a distance, "Isn't this Chen Hu?" How could you hang yourself in front of your home? He's on an errand in the criminal department! ”

Another person next to him also whispered: "The errand boy of the criminal department? In the past two days, several of the errand workers in the criminal department have died, and one of them died worse than the other. Did they provoke someone? ”

"Hey, who knows, I see, it's something that has offended the god of killing. Originally, people like them had a lot of lives in their hands, and it is estimated that this is retribution. ”

"I think it's ...... too"

Fu Shaoyang sat in a restaurant not far from here, drinking tea slowly.

And the soft sword he pinned to his waist still had a little undried blood left.