Chapter 61: The Holy Maiden Plans to Kill the Princess
After hearing this, the holy woman was like five thunderbolts, and she was stunned on the spot, she took Liu Yanying's hand and asked eagerly, "What does this young man look like?"
"Could it be that the Holy Maiden knows this person?" Sect Master Zhao was shocked when he saw the Holy Maiden, and said secretly in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When Liu Yanying finished describing Yangzixu's appearance, the saint said secretly: It's really strange. This person's appearance is neither Gao Feng nor Yangtze Zixu, so who is it? If it is not them, why would they speak in our hometown? No, this slip of the tongue can only be the era that I have not crossed, and this Ming Dynasty will definitely not have it. There must be a mystery in this, even if this person is not high, Yang and the two must know each other, it seems that to find the peak, Yang Zixu, you must first find this person.
Thinking of this, the saint said, "It's also strange, I never knew this person, but his words were similar to mine. β
Hearing this, the sect leader smiled and nodded, but he had other plans in his heart. He said: "This matter is here, Tang Protector asked me to come, what is the important thing to report." β
Tang Sai'er looked at the Holy Maiden coldly, then bowed down and said, "Sect Master, I suspect that the Holy Maiden is a spy sent by the imperial court!"
When the saint heard this, she snorted coldly, but she did not speak.
The White Lotus Sect Master looked at the Holy Maiden strangely, then walked up to Tang Sai'er, stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Tang Protector, do you know what punishment you will receive for slandering the Holy Maiden?"
Tang Sai'er lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at the sect leader's gaze, "Tang knows that he will be punished by cutting off his tongue and cutting off his limbs." β
The holy maiden looked cold and asked her, "Okay, it's good that Tang Protector knows." Then you say that I am a spy sent by the imperial court, but there are witnesses or physical evidence. β
Tang Sai'er took out an envelope from his arms and pulled out a neatly folded piece of rice paper from it. After she opened it, she handed it to the White Lotus Sect Master, who looked carefully and saw that the paper had four heads painted on it.
Below the portrait are female A, female Otto, female C, and male D. And this otome is not very imaginary except for the hairstyle, and the facial features are exactly the same as the appearance of a saint. Even the subtle red mole in the corner of her eye was lightly touched with cinnabar on the portrait.
The White Lotus Sect Master handed the portrait to the Holy Maiden, and when the Holy Maiden saw it, she was shocked againγγγγγγ
"Where did this portrait come from, can a portrait say that the saint is a spy?" The White Lotus Sect Master questioned her.
Tang Sai'er said unhurriedly: "Last month, I passed by Chuzhou and saw an official looking for someone in the city with a portrait, and I accidentally found that the otome on the portrait was a saint, so I stole the portrait in the official's hand. After careful inquiry, I found out that this portrait was the big red man next to Zhu Yuanzhang - King Gao, the person he was looking for in his dreams. β
When the saint heard this, she looked at the lotus flowers in the pond, like a knot in her heart.
She said in her heart: That's it, it seems that this high king is from the peak crossing, and he is now looking for the four of us. But now that I am the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus Sect, you are the prince of the Ming Dynasty, and I am like fire and water with you, life and death are opposed, how can this be good? Gao Feng, you big bastard, you still owe me a kiss, do you remember?
"Nonsense, I taught the Holy Maiden to practice in Jinan Mansion Governor's Helm for five years, and she just came out of the customs two months ago. How can she be a spy, this portrait is just a look, and it will definitely not be a saint. The White Lotus Sect Leader said.
"Masterγγγγγ Tang Sai'er still has to argue.
"Okay, Tang Protector, don't say more. You don't think about it, if the saint is really a spy of the imperial court, can the government take her portrait and look for her all over the world? This is obviously a discordant plan of the imperial court, and you should not fall for the enemy's tricks. Thinking that you are loyal to the White Lotus Sect in this matter, I will no longer pursue it. β
The White Lotus Sect Master said, squeezing the portrait in his hand with both hands, only to see that the portrait turned into countless fragments and floated into the pond in pieces.
The sect leader turned around and said to her in a serious tone: "Tang Protector, a while ago, the assassination of the Dog Emperor in Slender West Lake failed, and Wu Protector was captured by Jinyi Guard, and his life and death are still unknown. So you became this western hair care, I know that you are afraid that everyone will not accept it, and you want to make great contributions to calm people's hearts, but the road has to be taken step by step, and the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time. β
Tang Sai'er bowed down and said: "Thank you for the cultivation grace of the sect master, Tang is willing to break his bones for the White Lotus Sect, and he will not give up." β
Liu Yanying interjected: "Sect Master, I heard that a few days ago, King Gao had found the girl in the painting, and the girl was the princess of North Korea, and the imperial court had sent someone to North Korea to meet the princess, and King Gao and the princess would get married in Nanjing after the year." β
When the saint heard this, she recalled that the girl in the painting was exactly what Faaman looked like. Hmph, Death Peak, why is she A, I am B, where am I inferior to her? Her pretty face is like frost, her charming eyes are almost spewing flames, and her bright nails seem to be about to sink into her own flesh.
Hmph, Fei Yaman, why are you so good, I was reincarnated as an orphan girl, and then I was taken in by the White Lotus Sect, but you became a princess of North Korea?
Fei Yaman, you couldn't be with Brother Feng in your previous life, and don't think about it in this life, with my thirteenth sister Su Yujie here, you will die of this heart.
Thinking of this, the saint asked the sect leader: "If this Korean princess marries in Nanjing, I don't know which route she will take?"
The sect leader thought for a moment and said, "If you go from the sea, you have to cross the waters of the Wa Kingdom, and although this route is fast, it is not safe. Come to think of it, the Korean princess should be able to take the land route, from Shanhaiguan, then to Beiping, Shandong all the way to Nanjing. β
The saint said with a smile: "There is a plan below, not only can you break into the palace, but you can also use this high king for your own use." If this Korean princess takes this route, then my strategy will be a sure victory. β
The sect leader sighed and asked, "What is the holy woman's plan?"
The holy woman asked, "Does the sect leader know about the Red Sleeve Palace?"
Sect Leader Zhao said: "How can I not know this? Now there are three major gangs in the world, red, white, and black. Red is the Red Sleeve Palace, white is our White Lotus Sect, and black is the beggar gang. β
The holy woman nodded and said: "This Red Sleeve Palace is also good friends with our White Lotus Sect, I heard that there is a woman in the Red Sleeve Palace, who is good at a thaumaturgy, if you get this person, this will be a success." β
Later, the holy woman transmitted the message to the sect leader, and when the sect leader heard it, he was first overjoyed, but then his face was full of sadness, and he didn't know what the holy woman's plan wasγγγγγγ
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In the backyard of Shaolin Temple, a little monk hurriedly ran to Yang Zixu and said to him: "Uncle Yuan, the host asks you to go to the front hall quickly." β
At this moment, Yang Zixu was thinking that today was the auspicious day of the Buddha on April 15, and the temple was in chaos, so he sneaked down the mountain to secretly drink.
He said secretly, what are you afraid of, as his eyes rolled, he covered his stomach and said in a panic: "Oh, I can't do it with stomach pain, wait for me to go to the tuba first, you go back to Senior Brother Yuanming first, and I will go later." β
The little monk had no choice but to go back and report to the host. Yang Zixu saw that the little monk had gone away, stuck out his tongue, and quietly ran to the back door. I saw four monks from the warrior monastery guarding here, and he frowned and walked over with a swagger.
"See Uncle Shi. The four great monks reluctantly said.
"Well, may I ask the names of the four teachers and nephews?" Yang Zixu said politely.
"Little monk remembers sour", "remembers sweet", "remembers bitter", "remembers spicy"
Yang Zixu suddenly, ups and downs, good law. Wait, reminiscence, reminiscence? Why does this name sound so familiar? "Who is called memorial?"
The tall and thin monk said, "Uncle Shi, my name is Yiku. β
"Good name, don't let the Japanese people hear your name, otherwise, the more they read your name, the more excited they become......" Yang Zixu teased and said bitterly.
How can I know so much about my suffering, scratching my scalp, I said in my heart, this uncle is nervous, and he is competing to say some words that he doesn't understand.
Yang Zixu saw that he didn't know why, and he had no interest in joking, so he said with a straight face: "The host said that today is the auspicious day of the Buddha, and this back door is an important place, so let me guard it with Elder Yuanjia of the Luohan Academy, and the four of you can step down." Yuan Xuan said seriously.
The four monks looked at each other, and although they were full of suspicion, they didn't dare not listen, so they turned around and went to the main hall. Yang Zixu didn't expect to deceive the four monks so easily, he saw that there was no one around, happily pushed open the mountain gate, and ran down the mountain at a trot.