Ding Lihao regretted that he met someone from the Tang Sect.

Even if he bothered to ask and left, Ding Li didn't dare to leave, worried that no one would be able to save the poisonous hair, so Ding Li stayed in the village for three hours in fear.

It wasn't until his body didn't react at all, and he didn't even let out a fart, that Ding Li came to his senses, it turned out that he was bluffing people by asking.

Fuck the Tang Gate......

The word Tangmen is too threatening, and bluffing anyone can make people sweat two pounds of cold sweat.

Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty was wiped out, and these scourges were kept for the sake of people's livelihood.

Ding Li, who was full of slander, hurried to Kyoto, and wasted half a day, when it was almost dusk.

When Ding Li approached the official road to enter the city at the gate outside Beijing, he found that there were more and more monks on the road, all of them scattered one or two, and hurried to the direction of entering the city.

At the entrance of the city gate cave, it was crowded with people, lined up with bald heads waiting for the test to enter Kyoto, and it was crowded.

Ding Li quietly pulled a city gate guard, took out the waist card of the special criminal department and shook it, and then asked about the situation: "So many monks are crowding the city gate, what's the matter?"

The guards at the city gate saw the waist card clearly, and saw that it was the official card of the criminal department, and immediately had a respectful attitude: "My lord, the small ones don't know what's going on, since an hour ago, there have been some scattered monks entering the city from everywhere, more and more, and we can't be busy with the inspection......"

"Then do you have any orders to go up to the peak and come down? about the monks and the like?"

The city gate guard complained: "It turns out that the Imperial City Division has an order prohibiting monks from going out, but it does not prohibit monks from entering, God knows what these monks are doing in the city, and I haven't heard that there is any big ceremony to be held in the city......"

"Well, the official knows, you are busy. Ding Li saw that he couldn't ask anything from the city gatekeeper, so he patted the city gatekeeper on the shoulder.

Then Ding Li mixed in the monk pile and entered Kyoto, found a monk with a kind face, folded his hands and asked: "Master, may I ask why so many masters entered Beijing together, and whether there is any ceremony to be held in Kyoto." ”

The monk stopped, looked at Ding Li who was smiling, and saluted in return: "This benefactor, all the senior brothers and disciples entered Beijing on the order of the Buddhist elders, not to hold a Buddhist law meeting. ”

"Doing things, Kyoto has not seen so many monks enter Beijing for a long time, which temple do the masters go to to do business, and when the masters finish their work, I will take a few of my children to you to pray for blessings. Ding Li probed again.

Seeing Ding Li asking the monk's whereabouts, wanting to find himself again to pray for blessings, the monk looked a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at the other monks who hurriedly passed by, and then turned his head to Ding Li and said: "I hope the donor forgives me, the poor monk really needs to rush to the abbot's location, so I said goodbye first, if there is a fate in the future, we will meet again, Amitabha Buddha ......"

The monks were thoughtful for a few days, and then hurriedly joined the ranks of monks along the road.

Ding Li knew in his heart that this must be the outbreak of the prince's situation against the national teacher.

This was something that had been expected for a long time, but I didn't expect that so many monks from other places would also rush over, and if too many monks gathered in Kyoto, it would have a certain impact on the ordinary residents of Kyoto who did not know the truth.

The imperial court's ban on letting monks enter the city should be issued soon, and the city guards will soon be shut down on the streets, hoping that it will not affect their plans for tonight too much.

Ding Li turned his head and rushed to the twelve doors, and the colleagues in the doors should know the situation better.

The twelve gates were also busy at the moment, and groups of torturers scattered to the streets and alleys of Kyoto to find the bosses of various places among the people of Kyoto to assist the Imperial City Division in carrying out an order.

Ding Li found the uncle to inquire, only to learn that after noon today, the national teacher ordered the Imperial City Division to seal all the temples in the left and right capitals, and sealed the monks in the temple.

The locking of the temple is not counted, the national teacher also asked the Imperial City Division to check the temple one by one, according to the temple roster to nod heads, but where there are monks who are not in the temple, the Imperial City Division will send a patrol guard to ask people to come back, so that there are many monks in the temple.

Most of the people involved in this operation don't know what this is for, but some of the Imperial City Guards who participated in the last Tianmen Mountain finishing work know in their hearts that this is a major purge of the Buddhist gates in the left and right capitals.

Batches of death row inmates were drawn from the various prisons, distributed new clothes, ate the most sumptuous meal of severed heads, and then waited quietly outside the monasteries, ready to do some finishing work.

The uncle has a secret guard channel, so he knows these news and tells Ding Li this news is also within the scope of his responsibility.

After finishing speaking, the uncle pursed his mouth and looked like he had a toothache: "What kind of enmity do you say this national teacher has with these monks?

Ding Li pretended not to know, shook his head, and asked, "Why do you only target Zuo Jing?"

Also, just now I saw that there were a lot of monks from other places gathered on the street, and there were quite a few of them, how did the national teacher arrange in this regard?

If you forcibly take people again, aren't you afraid of causing a big riot?"

The uncle replied: "The rest of the monks, now they can't enter the left and right Beijing, tonight all the city patrol guards are dispatched, Commander Zhang Lu asked the city patrol guards to press all the foreign monks in the city of Shangxiajing, waiting for the next order of the national teacher." ”

So many people...... Ding Li looked out worriedly and sighed: "Can you hold it down? Monks are not afraid of death......

"Huh?" the uncle looked at Ding Li suspiciously: "Not afraid of death? What do you know? How do you know that monks are not afraid of death?"

Ding Li noticed his gaffe and hurriedly covered it up: "When I was young, I was often accompanied by an old monk, and he told me a lot of stories, especially the stories of monks, so I know a little about these monks. ”

After a pause, Ding Li was really recalling: "The stories of the old monk are not all stories that float in the sky and cannot be touched by mortals, he has said some trivial things in the troubled times, the monks in these stories are like the neighbors around us, uncles, uncles, although they are also ordinary people, but the things they do are very worthy of respect."

The monks in the story, as long as they have a direction in their hearts, even the butcher's knife can't stop it. ”

The uncle squinted at Ding Li, couldn't see anything abnormal, and then pulled a finger and nodded at Ding Li's forehead: "Don't be surrounded by those monks, they are the most good at telling stories to influence people, the stories you said, those monks in troubled times, can move people, and the word sacrifice is inseparable from the left and right."

In terms of sacrifice, our soldiers are not sacrificing more? They are simply making sacrifices every day.

You see, the border army that protects the territory of the country, when they go out to patrol the border, they may be hit by cold arrows at any time, and then their heads will be cut off, and they will never come back...... Aren't they sacrifices?

They also have wives and children, and even so, they still carry the whole family to patrol the border, and that is the real sacrifice.

Even if we are the internal government departments, living in an orderly capital, and occasionally go out to catch a person or something, don't we have to be prepared to take a few poisonous darts and a few machetes, who is not sacrificing. ”

......

With such a heavy topic, Ding Li didn't want to discuss it at this time, so he quickly diverted the topic: "Yes, yes, what the uncle said is right...... You haven't even eaten dinner yet, and you're hungry and on standby, which can be regarded as a sacrifice for the Criminal Department.

Wait, you're not waiting for me to have a treat, are you? Okay, okay, the haggis soup is up, and that's how the small salary is sacrificed. ”

The uncle was also afraid that Ding Li would fall into the moral realm rendered by the monk and could not extricate himself, so he deliberately forced these words, and at this moment Ding Li was still in a very normal state of mind, put his mind at ease, and continued to talk back to the criminal department.

"There's no hurry to eat, by the way, how did I hear that you were slapped a few times by the ball deputy?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Ding Li's face turned the color of pig liver, which was a great shame: "Uncle, don't listen to people's nonsense, I was just kicked by Liu Zhu carelessly, damn, I vomited out of lunch at noon......"

Tsk~, the uncle didn't believe it, got close to Ding Li, pressed Ding Li's slightly swollen right face, and then laughed at him.

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