Chapter Eighty-Three: Appearance

The Guangfang Temple on Shiqing Mountain is located in a rare quiet place at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and the simple and dignified courtyard wall is hidden in the towering ancient trees. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the sandalwood is swirling, and the melodious bells are continuous.

The Son of Heaven entered the temple with a guard of honor, and the abbot Master Jingyuan greeted him, and the ceremony was thoughtful. Until the treasure hall, all kinds of rituals have passed, Zhu Xingzhan and Wan Xintong have picked up three incense sticks and lit them, looking pious and worshiping the gods.

Zhu Xingyi, the king of Yikun, Zhu Luoyun, the crown prince, and Zhu Luofeng, the king of Qingping, followed closely behind, with a calm face and a humble attitude.

Zhu Xingzhan offered three incense sticks, bowed slightly, and slowly said, "May Liang Jingchao be peaceful and peaceful, the wind and rain will be smooth, and the descendants will be blessed and ......."

Under the auspices of Tang Xingyun, the minister of etiquette, the emperor, the prince, and the prince worshipped the Buddha in an orderly manner, and everyone's eyes were focused on them, but they ignored the cold light that flashed on the beams of the house.

This cold light was fully visible to Zhu Luoyun, he held his breath and condensed, quietly approaching the emperor and queen, blocking all possible dangers, more nervous than anyone else. Zhu Xingzhan glanced in his direction silently, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Thousands of precautions, danger still came unexpectedly, a hidden weapon quietly cut down, straight to Zhu Xingzhan, Zhu Luoyun waved his sleeve robe to block, the hidden weapon deviated from the direction, straight into the incense burner, Zhu Xingzhan subconsciously took Wan Xintong back two steps. The sudden appearance of an iron secret weapon in the incense burner made everyone near the front panic.

"There are assassins!" among the crowd, I don't know who shouted first, and inadvertently exclaimed, and the crowd exploded like a drop of oil dripping into a pot, causing a commotion.

Hu Li subconsciously protected Zhu Xingzhan, "Escort!"

The ministers hurriedly walked for their lives, each running for their lives, the noisy sound came into their ears, Zhu Xingzhan's face suddenly became gloomy, Zhu Xingyi took a few steps forward and walked to the door, and scolded the panicked civil and military officials for not knowing the rules, and then arranged for Wei Chengxun, the commander of his own soldiers, to lead his guards to escort them to evacuate in an orderly manner, at this time, a guard hurriedly ran over.

"What kind of system is panicking?!" Zhu Xingyi reprimanded with a straight face.

The reprimand did not calm down the guards who came to report, he knelt on one knee, his tone was still very anxious, "Lord Wang, a large number of refugees suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, surrounding the entire Shiqing Mountain. The Shadow Guard is intercepted and cannot get closer. ”

Zhu Xingyi frowned, "Shi Qingshan has long been heavily guarded, why are there refugees?!"

At this time, Master Jingyuan, the abbot of the hall, slowly walked in front of Zhu Xingzhan and performed Buddhist etiquette, "Your Majesty, there is still a place to rest in this temple, why don't you stay for one night, and then leave when the matter is resolved." ”

"Master Abbot, my father is busy with state affairs, so how can I have time to rest here. Zhu Luofeng retorted, and then reprimanded in a low voice with a straight face, "There is an assassin in the temple, and the master does not rush to investigate, but instead influences the actions of his father?"

Master Jingyuan is more than half a hundred years old, worships the Buddha all the year round, has a big heart, and does not have any dissatisfaction because of Zhu Luofeng's two sentences, and still says politely, "Amitabha, the old man is just suggesting, and everything is still up to Your Majesty to decide." ”

At this time, another officer and soldier came to report, saying that a large number of suspicious people had poured into Qingyuan Town, and they looked like well-trained killers, but the strange thing was that the leader turned out to be Wang Yi, the commander of the prison army guarding the city!

Zhu Xingzhan looked around at the people around him with deep eyes, and sneered, "It seems that some people can't bear it." Then he looked at Zhu Luofeng deeply, "Did you say yes, King Qingping?"

Zhu Luofeng was a little puzzled, what he was puzzled about was not Zhu Xingzhan's question, but Wang Yi's actions, how could Wang Yi blatantly enter Qingyuan Town directly with the killer, Zhu Luofeng clenched his fists.

After relieving himself, he took a step closer and said, "What my father said is that my son is willing to lead people to repel the rebels. ”

A hint of fierceness flashed between Zhu Xingzhan's eyebrows, "Don't worry, let's solve the refugees first." Then he turned to Master Pure Source and saluted back, "There is really no good plan at the moment, everything is arranged by Master Pure Source!"

Master Jingyuan clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "Follow Your Majesty's will." ”

The guards were about to escort Master Jingyuan away, but they suddenly found that the crown prince Zhu Luoyun was missing!

At this time, Zhu Luoyun was hijacked by two people dressed as monks to the entrance of the secret road in the back mountain, and after several tosses, he finally came out of the backyard of the Yuanjia wine shop at the west entrance of Qingyuan Town, got into a carriage, and the people dressed as monks also changed their clothes.

Zhu Luoyun was tightly bound, his mouth was also blocked by a cloth, his eyes were covered by a black cloth, he didn't know where he was, let alone who kidnapped him, he only felt that the carriage was upside down, and then slipped into a gust of wind, and it seemed that someone was sitting next to him, "Meet His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

The voice fluctuated, making it impossible to guess, but Zhu Luoyun was suddenly stunned when he heard it, and lost his ability to struggle like an ice sculpture. His body swayed only to a very small extent as the carriage moved.

The person who came thought that Zhu Luoyun was shocked by himself, and the corners of his mouth raised a smug smile, and then looked at the man in black sitting beside him, the man in black had a general iron face, and his expression was cold with murderous intent.

But the man in black seemed to disdain to look at him, but turned to Zhu Luoyun and said pretending to be respectful, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't panic, our master just wants to invite you to the house for a cup of tea." I've been owed you this cup of tea for a long time, don't worry, there won't be any more annoying guy like Li Zifeng this time. ”

Zhu Luoyun's mouth kept moving, the man in black pulled out the cloth ball, and Zhu Luoyun exhaled deeply, "You... Are you from the Midnight Palace?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really smart, in the Xia Ling Night Palace to protect the cold wind, just now that is Li Muyang, the owner of Hongyuan Villa, on the order of our lord Nightmare, personally welcome you to your home as a guest. ”

The cold wind lifted the curtain of the car and looked outside, there was a desolate dry forest outside, and the killer of the Qing Pavilion was also ambushed, he said in a threatening tone, "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is honest, we will never be embarrassed." ”

Zhu Luoyun pondered for a moment and said calmly, "Presumably my imperial brother also revealed that the rivers and lakes have always been my deep expectation in my heart, and now I just take this opportunity to go to your rivers and lakes to have a look." ”

"Then we will be all right. Hanfeng nodded with a little satisfaction, then sat down in front of the carriage door, and looked at the situation outside through the gap left by the slight fluttering of the curtains.

Zhu Luoyun's blindfolded eyes looked in the direction of Li Muyang, and said softly, "Master Li, sooner or later you will regret your actions today. "The voice was so low that only two people could hear it.

Li Muyang was slightly stunned, and didn't react to what he said for a while, but the person in front of him was the prince after all, and he didn't want to do anything excessive, so he just gagged his mouth again irritably.

Li Muyang, who was restless, did not pay attention to the deep smile on the corner of Zhu Luoyun's mouth at this time.

The killer of the Lingye Palace drove the carriage around a sharp curve and gradually disappeared at the end of the dirt road. In a moment, the originally quiet dry forest was like a bamboo basket leaking through a gap, and more than a dozen black-clothed people flew out from all directions, quietly following the direction of the carriage.

At this time, Xu Xiangkun and his people were dealing with the refugees, the refugees were in rags, begging for food with broken bowls, struggling to maneuver, and were transferred away from most of them to find assassins, Xu Xiangkun was afraid of hurting the people, and did not use force as if dealing with killers, so the current situation is that the people on the periphery can't go up, and the people above can't get down.

Further out, a large number of killers entered in batches, and the situation was very critical. The sound of a refugee shouting for food came into his ears, which made Xu Xiangkun, who was already anxious, even more disgusted, he saw it in a blink of an eye, his eyes suddenly tightened, and the icon of the flower on the other side of the body of one of the refugees was faintly revealed!

A person inadvertently bumped into him, he was about to scold the other party for not having long eyes, but found that there was an extra bag on his waist at some point, the bag was a little big, bulging, Xu Xiangkun turned it out and looked, a mud ball came into view, at this time, a shadow guard came to report, saying that there was news from the mountain that the prince was missing.

For some reason, Xu Xiangkun first thought of Li Zifeng.

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