Jie Chi's face was flustered for a moment, and he immediately lowered his head and explained: "Your Majesty, I don't know what Xingnan Buddance is, nor what ancient sews it!"
"This dress was bought by me myself."
Bang!
Qin Yun kicked him hard on the shoulder, as if he hit a steel plate: "Dog guy, think I am a fool? How much money do you get when a monk?"
Jie Chi followed the trend and rolled back a few times, crying and said, "Your Majesty, I have saved all of this by myself, I have not stolen or robbed it!"
"At most I violated some Buddhist precepts, but I really didn't do anything bad!"
Qin Yun raised his sword eyebrows and snorted: "There is no cheap clothes in Xingnan Buzhuang. Even if you, a Buddhist disciple, save money, it will not be so exaggerated!"
"Since you don't tell the truth, then I'll deal with you, a dog who steals money for Chaotian Temple."
"Come!"
With a loud shout, a team of imperial guards rushed in.
Jie Chi thought of Cao Hui's miserable situation and immediately panicked and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, I am a monk, you must not do this!"
"You are corrupt and greedy for Buddhist incense and brocade robe for yourself. If you do this, you deserve to be called a monk?" Qin Yun despised.
Jie Chi said with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, this matter of me is not a trigger of the law. Why don't you send me back to the temple? The abbot will naturally deal with me."
"It's inappropriate for you to do this. Chaotian Temple is the first temple in Daxia."
Qin Yun snorted coldly, his eyes as he lowered his head, like a wolf: "What do you mean is that I have no right to deal with you, the eminent monk in Chaotian Temple?"
Jie Chi trembled all over: "No...I dare."
"I just mean that Chaotian Temple is dedicated to the country, chanting scriptures and praying every day, without any contribution, and hard work. I would like to ask Your Majesty to open the net."
"I will definitely change my past in the future."
Qin Yun had sharp eyes: "I will change your ancestors for 18 generations!"
He grabbed Jie Chi's collar: "I asked you again, it's the last time!"
"What exactly did you come to the market for? Is the tragedy in Xingnan Buzhuang related to you?"
Jie Chi's eyes dodged and he used his head to hide it.
He spoke, "Your Majesty, I came to the market because I was so confused by the excitement."
"I have never been to Xingnan Buzhuang."
"Bang!"
Qin Yun threw away his collar and said a little angrily: "Tao Yang, drag this person down to me and torture him until he is willing to say it!"
"yes!"
Tao Yang and others stepped forward and dragged Jie Chi away without any reason.
Jie Chi had cold sweat on his forehead and shouted, "Your Majesty, don't!"
"I'm not a bad guy, you can't treat me like this!"
The sound gradually drifts away until it is no longer heard.
Qin Yun’s face was not good-looking, and this dog monk had something wrong!
"Your Majesty, it's important to take care of the dragon's body."
"This monk must be strange. He will leave it to the Heavenly Prison for interrogation. I believe there will be news soon." Old Feng comforted.
Qin Yun rubbed his temples.
"As soon as this monk appeared, I firmly believed that Chaotian Temple was behind the scenes. After all, there was no such coincidence in the world."
"But Cao Hui didn't dare to confess until he died, which indirectly proved that the Chaotian Temple was deeply rooted and powerful."
"It may be quite difficult to ask this monk to confess."
Mr. Feng frowned and said worriedly: "Chaotian Temple is a major Buddhist place with many religious followers. If there is no evidence, it is really difficult."
"Especially, this temple has too high reputation among the people!"
Qin Yun took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance.
Suddenly he smiled bitterly: "Old Feng, what I worry most is not here."
Old Feng was surprised: "What is your Majesty most worried about?"
"Xiliang Group, Chaotian Temple, one side of military and political affairs, and the other side of the world of religion, how terrible if it joins hands?" Qin Yun said.
Upon hearing this, Feng Lao's eyes shrank.
Qin Yun said again: "Gongsun Zan is Wang Min's man and has appeared in order to win over these forces that are hostile to me and try to make trouble."
"Now Cao Hui is dead."
"Wang Min's next target ally must be Chaotian Temple."
A trace of terrible murderous intent flashed through Feng Lao's turbid eyes.
Bing coldly said: "Your Majesty, beware of this, Wu Ran, I will take the Jinyiwei for a trip, and the Tu Chaotian Temple is full of the door!"
The sound was light and not difficult.
Qin Yun fell into silence, and he was moved!
As an emperor, he should be careful of all threats that arise. Even in the temple, he will still slaughter!
But, slaughtering the temple is obviously not the best decision.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his restlessness.
"This matter is not urgent."
"It is not difficult to slaughter the temple, but what cannot be slaughtered is the hearts of the people."
"This world has completely angered me. I have decided to issue a ban on the world in the future, block the Buddhist sect, so that there will be no more flying thieves and anti-imperialist masters in the entire Great Xia!"
"So, we must manage it from the root."
"If you take a step back, you will not let Wang Min contact Chaotian Temple or come out to cause trouble. How can I dismantle her power?"
"If they want to play, I will play with them to the end!"
Old Feng's face slightly shivered. It was the first time he heard Qin Yun's thoughts like this.
He exclaimed in his heart that His Majesty is becoming more and more like a powerful emperor!
Blocking Buddhism and banning martial arts can be said to be an extremely bold decision. In the past, even if the emperor had this intention, he might not have dared to do this.
"Your Majesty, these things seem to be scattered, but they are actually related. The Xiliang Group, the Jianghu, Buddhism, and contact each other has become a big trouble!"
"I support you. As long as you give me an order, I will go through fire and water and never regret it!"
Qin Yun smiled slightly, reached out to help him up, and patted the old man on the shoulder.
"Don't say that you are not dead, Mr. Feng is my confidant. I don't want you to die. I want you to look down on this beautiful country when you are old."
"A rebel from Xiliang, just a few forces in the martial arts world, although it's tricky!"
"But, I am the emperor! How can the emperor lose the game?"
In the joke, he inadvertently showed a trace of confidence and personal charm that made people surrender.
Old Feng was moved, his eyes almost shed tears.
With such a majesty, the future is promising!
at this time.
A small town a hundred miles away from the imperial capital.
In the desolate house, the sound of rain is clamoring.
"ah!!"
Gongsun Zan screamed heartbrokenly.
He tried his best to pull out the dart from his wrist, and blood splattered. Then he tore open his clothes and simply bandaged the wound.
"Sir, what should I do? The Jinyiwei will catch up again not long after. Are we going to go back to Xiliang?"
Gongsun Zan was furious and roared: "Get out!"
"When I returned to Xiliang, what will Lord Wang Min think of me? I promised her that I will succeed!!"
The man in black looked ugly: "But now Guo Ziyun seems not dead, but Cao Hui is dead, and you are injured again. Under the pursuit of Jinyiwei, we have nowhere to hide!"
Gongsun Zan lay in the dead grass, with a pale face and a resentful look on his face.