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"Your Highness, can you find out the origin of this Li Wenru?"

Zhu Hui: "This is not difficult. Junchen, do you think there is something strange about this person?"

Xue Hong: "That's true. This person gives me a cold feeling. He probably isn't a kind person. It's better to be careful."

Chen Chen: "Junchen rarely comments on a person like this. It seems that there is something wrong with this person.

However, Princess Beijing's performance today was a bit too deliberate, and it could even be said that her intentions were too obvious. The underlying meaning behind her words was to ask whether we are on the right side.

If nothing else, someone should have given instructions."

Xue Hong: "Prince Beijing is impossible. We all know very well who he is. Most likely, he means Prince Yi Zhong. It's just that Princess Beijing is inexperienced, so it's so obvious.

As for that Li Wenru... there is a high probability that he is Prince Yi Zhong."

Chen Chen: "Junchen, what is the basis?"

The light in Xue Hong's eyes condensed for a moment: "Intuition."

It sounds very unreliable, but in fact, intuition is the first feeling derived from a comprehensive summary of a person's own abilities, and generally speaking, it is relatively accurate.

The accuracy of intuition is related to the individual's ability and sensitivity.

Zhu Hui: "No, what we did today was a complete failure. It had no effect. Just in time, my father asked me to help investigate a place called Shuiyue An. That nunnery is related to many nobles. .

If this prince really finds out something...hehehehe! This group of guys will be miserable for a while."

Chen Chen: "Is this Shuiyue Temple violating the laws of nature? Why are you so alarmed when you see His Majesty?"

Zhu Hui: "Together, Junchen, you don't know. This Shuiyue Temple is called a temple, but it is actually a place where filth and evil are hidden. It not only attracts lawsuits with those rich and powerful people, but also serves as a liaison between nobles and nobles. place.

Besides, this Shuiyue Temple is also called Mantou Temple, guess why?"

Chen Chen: "It can't be that the steamed buns are delicious, right?"

Zhu Hui clapped his hands: "Oh! You are right, the steamed buns are delicious!"

Chen Chen: "I'm afraid...this steamed bun is not that steamed bun, right?"

After all, Chen Chen is a "scholar", what kind of knowledge has he not learned? This small scene is insignificant to Chen Chen.

Xue Hong: "Since His Majesty asked you to investigate, just do it! Tell us what you need."

Zhu Hui: "That's great. You also know that regarding the origin of Taizu of this dynasty, for Buddhist temples, if there is no evidence, it is not easy to lead troops to inspect temples to search for clues."

Due to his background, Zhu Yuanzhang has always been very devout in Buddhism and a loyal believer. He often goes to temples to worship.

As for the "History of the Ming Dynasty", it is said that Zhu Di wanted to kill all the nuns in the world in order to capture the rebel leader, but he didn't seem to have any scruples.

It's pure nonsense. How many versions of Ming History have been revised? How many stories were forced into the later period to discredit the Ming Dynasty? It's up to the beholder and the wise to see the wisdom.

Not to mention the fact that Zhu Di killed the nuns, but also the fact that Zhu Di killed the ten clansmen of Fang Xiaoru are not reliable. Although it was written in the official history, this story appeared in the late Ming Dynasty. You can taste it carefully.

In short, the royal family of the Ming Dynasty still respected Buddhism and generally would not go to war in temples.

Xue Hong immediately laughed: "Your Highness, have you ever heard that you should be polite before fighting?"



The courtyard of Shuiyue An is very large. There are several red apricot branches sticking out of the courtyard wall, as well as several dead bodhi trees.

In front of the nunnery are long stone steps and straight bluestone strips, all of which have been polished.

It was already night time, and from time to time there were two sounds of babbling, humming, and humming that could not be clearly heard in Shuiyue An, whether it was the sound of nuns chanting sutras or something else.

"All of you, wait for my signal and wait for my signal. As soon as I give the signal, you will rush in! Unless His Majesty's decree is issued, it is useless for anyone to stop you. Do you understand?"

"yes!!"

Xue Hong and the others walked straight to the mountain gate.

Knock knock knock!!

After knocking on the door of Shuiyue Nunnery, not long after, the door of the nunnery opened, and a small head poked out from inside. It looked like a little nun of eleven or twelve years old.

"Three donors, my monastery does not accept pilgrims late at night."

Xue Hong casually threw a piece of silver to the little nun: "Who said we are only here to burn incense? We are here to eat steamed buns tonight. The three of us knew that there was a vegetarian meal tonight, so we came here specially to taste it."

The little nun nodded and opened the mountain door: "Invite the three young masters, are there any sisters who are familiar with each other?"

Xue Hong threw out another ingot of silver: "We'll talk about this later. First go and call your nunnery master. I have something to talk to her about! Go ahead."

After the little nun left, Chen Chen and Zhu Hui looked at Xue Hong with suspicion.

Xue Hong: "What do you two look like?"

Zhu Hui: "You are familiar with the road! Junchen (??ゝω????)"

Chen Chen: "Ouch? Not bad, the process is much more familiar to me."

Xue Hong was speechless: "I have always been pure and pure, you two should stop talking nonsense!"

Zhu Hui: "Others pretend to be different, but you don't pretend to be different. You can tell that you are a regular customer at first glance."

Xue Hong: "Whatever you say, just don't let Baochai hear you."

After a while, Jingxu heard that there was a new business and immediately ran over.

"Oh! The three young gentlemen look strange to each other. Were they introduced by acquaintances?"

Zhu Hui: "That's right, my dear friend, King Beijing, has always heard that the beauty steamed buns in Gui'an are sweet and delicious. Isn't this true? Let my two brothers come over first to have a look.

There are some friends who also want to come. Money is not an issue, but do you have enough of the beautiful steamed buns from Shuiyuean?"

Jingxu: "Amitabha, look at what you said. To be honest, our nunnery has new beauty steamed buns. No one has tasted them yet. They are white, tender and sweet.

If there is a young master, just take care of it. But this..."

Xue Hong stretched out two fingers: "Two hundred thousand taels, I will pay for tonight's expenses. This is a reward of 10,000 taels for you. The remaining two hundred thousand taels will be used as sesame oil money for the Buddha. When the brothers arrive,

, I will pay immediately."

Jingxu was overjoyed when he took the banknote and said: "Amitabha! The Buddha will definitely know the sincerity of the young master. The young master just lets the distinguished guests come. There is nothing else in my nunnery, so "Steamed Buns" are enough!"

Xue Hong nodded, and then Zhu Hui slowly walked out of the door, took out a barrel-shaped object from his waist, twisted it, and saw a ball of fire rushing into the sky.

In an instant, the hidden guards held sentry sticks and rifles in their hands.

After all, for the important place of Buddhism, you still need to have the respect you deserve! It's not good to use a knife or a gun, because there will be blood on it.

Rifles are different. They rely on bullets to kill people, and there is no blood on the barrel of the gun. They are very humane and compassionate.

"Are you still working? Get up! Jin Yiwei is handling the case, squat over there!"

"Hey! Mr. Wang, the official doctor, we meet again! There is a Confucian squatting over there!"

"Report to your lord! There is a special situation here!"

"what's the situation?

"Old Censor Zhang died on this bed..."

(Intuition is not omnipotent. Don’t be fooled by intuition. Come back and say: Yanliu Huaqiao’s intuition is the most accurate! I never said this! I don’t admit it)


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