Liu Mianhua's words made Wan An feel as if a bucket of water had been thrown on his head. It might have been boiling water or cold water, but Wan An's mouth was blocked.
Where is Ciren Temple? It is the place where the Empress Dowager’s dearest younger brother, Master Xingxian, became a monk and practiced cultivation. It was built by the emperor’s order, and Fang Yingwu personally supervised the construction. Even Master Xingxian, who had been missing for decades, was
It was retrieved by Fang Yingwu.
Just like the Queen Mother can't do anything to Concubine Wan Gui, Concubine Wan Gui can't do anything to the Queen Mother. The emperor is a filial person. No matter how much he favors Concubine Wan Gui, he can't kill his biological mother for Concubine Wan Gui. Not to mention a leader with such fundamental evil as Wan An.
Assistant, I don’t even have the confidence to challenge the Queen Mother.
Ciren Temple is the private domain of the Empress Dowager. Wind and rain can enter and the king's law cannot enter. Even if Wan An had 10,000 courages, he would not be able to break into Ciren Temple and act recklessly. That would be tantamount to directly beating the Empress Dowager.
Face, the emperor will never forgive him lightly, and no one will help him.
Wan An couldn't help but asked again: "Fang Yingwu really entered Ciren Temple?" Liu Mianhua nodded and replied: "Can I still lie to you? I have been there for several days."
After countless calculations, Wan An was immediately upset. The relationship between Fang Yingwu and Master Xingxian had been kept secret for many years, but he had actually missed it! If Fang Yingwu was hiding in Ciren Temple, he would be a coward.
Wugui, no one can deal with him! From the beginning to the end, Fang Yingwu only used himself to harm Xu Xuesheng, and had no idea to fight back against him!
If there really is a person who is upright and strict in enforcing the law, he might dare to break in. This is called being upright and not afraid of the shadow, or walking around the world with reason. But is Wan An such a person? Is there such a person in the Wan family?
When Wan An was almost beating his chest, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Liu Mianmian's slightly proud look on his face. He couldn't help but burst into anger again. "Your father-in-law is so scheming, and you feel so proud? But don't get too happy too soon. Let's wait and see.
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"Do you want to force your way in?" Liu Mianhua was worried about Wan An instead. This was not a fake compassion. He was really worried about Wan An. If Wan An lost his mind and did something extraordinary, the emperor would slap him in anger.
If he becomes the first assistant, and then Liu Mianmian will take over in order, he will cry without tears! He has already made it clear that he cannot be the first assistant in the Chenghua Dynasty!
Wan An was so depressed that he said bitterly: "Don't worry, I won't seek death!"
Liu Mianhua suddenly felt some sympathy for his old partner, and the saddest thing about being a rival with Fang Yingwu was that he suffered a loss and went crazy from the frustration.
At this moment, in the treasure hall of the Imperial Ciren Temple, three people were sitting on futons chatting without a word. This trio was very strange, one was a middle-aged monk, the other was a young scholar, and the third was a young eunuch.
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Among them, the young scholar is Fang Yingwu who has disappeared from the public view for several days, and the middle-aged monk is Master Xingxian. As for the young eunuch, not many people he knows are Zhang Yonggong and Zhang Gonggong who serve in Renshou Palace.
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Master Xingxian said to the other party: "The poor monk is originally a transcendent person who has jumped out of the three realms and is no longer in the five elements. It's all the fault of the benefactor for forcefully dragging the poor monk back into the world of mortals. If it weren't for the mortal karma that I owe you, the Queen Mother would have sent eunuch Zhang
If you tell me, I will never let you enter the mountain gate."
Fang Yingwu bowed and replied: "Master is worrying too much. I just want to stay in your temple for a few days. I will naturally not disturb Master's spiritual practice in the future."
Master Xingxian said to the little novice monk outside the door: "Please prepare to shave the head of Donor Fang!"
"What? To shave?" Fang Yingwu subconsciously raised his hand to cover his headscarf, "Why do you want to shave?"
Master Xingxian said impatiently: "You said you wanted to become a monk, so why don't you get tonsured?"
Fang Yingwu hurriedly shouted: "Master misunderstood! I mean the kind of people who practice with their hair on. I think they are called lay people?"
"Amitabha! Our temple has never had any lay practitioners, and we have never invited lay practitioners to settle in." Master Xingxian replied.
Definitely not shaved bald. Fang Yingwu, whose appearance and hairstyle are both indispensable, has a sense of reining in the situation: "Then boarding, first boarding! You can always lend the guest rooms here to outsiders!"
At this time, monasteries and Taoist temples often had guest rooms for scholars to stay, so Fang Yingwu was said to be such a person. Master Xingxian was a sincere and indifferent person. Although he didn't like Fang Yingwu disturbing his peace, he knew that he couldn't shirk it. I can agree to it.
When Fang Yingwu saw that he had made up his mind, he felt relieved and kept talking nonchalantly: "Master, I have been very kind to you after all. Don't Buddhists pay attention to repaying kindness? Even if you don't repay kindness, Let’s settle the cause and effect!”
Master Xingxian said disdainfully: "The donor is talking about wealth and honor in this world? You trapped the poor monk in the golden shackles and jade locks, thinking it was a favor, but in fact it was just your feeling. The poor monk never regarded wealth as a kindness in his heart!"
Although Fang Yingwu often pretends to be cool, he is not used to others showing off. He complained: "Master, you are obsessed! Gold, powder, wealth and honor are just appearances. What is the difference between being poor and broken? But your mood is affected by these, Still, my cultivation is not good enough, I can’t see through it and I can’t see through it!”
Master Xingxian opened his eyes wide, clasped his hands and said, "Donor Fang is indeed destined to be my Buddha. Come and prepare for Donor Fang's ordination!" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a monk entering the hall.
Damn it! Fang Yingwu was shocked. This mage couldn't stand the joke, so he actually took it seriously?
Then I heard the monk who came in bowing to Master Xingxian and saying, "I just sent the guests out of the mountain gate, and suddenly I saw that all the shops opposite had changed owners. After asking about it, they were all taken over by the Wan family."
Eunuch Zhang, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Is it possible that they want to keep an eye on our temple and block Mr. Fang in the temple?" Fang Yingwu asked in disbelief, "Isn't it such an exaggeration? I won't do that. Going out through the side door?"
At this time, another young novice came in and said to Master Xingxian: "I came in through the back door to carry firewood. I saw that several rice noodle and carpenter shops in the back street had changed people. I heard that they were all sold to Wanjia."
Fang Yingwu was speechless, now he had to believe it even if he didn't believe it... The Wan family adopted the stupidest method, actually taking down the entire area around Ciren Temple, and sent everyone to keep an eye on it, fearing that as soon as he left the temple Unexpected events will happen. Of course, Wanjia will not suffer any loss. Ciren Temple is located in a prosperous place, and the surrounding land will not suffer any loss.
Originally he just planned to hide for a few days, then sneak out, and then hide back in if the news went wrong, using Ciren Temple as a safe house, but how could he get out like this? Fang Yingwu couldn't help complaining: "These stores Are they all timid and afraid of getting into trouble? We are not willing to take advantage of such a good piece of land!"
The young novice replied: "I heard that some people from Dongchang helped Wanjia buy and sell goods by force, and even arranged for people to move in. How dare those shopkeepers dare to fight against Dongchang? That's why it was so fast, almost in a day. Lord."
Dongchang? Fang Yingwu couldn't help cursing in his heart, Wang Zhi, I'm going to beat your lungs out! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!