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Sitting in the carriage, thinking about the scene of saying goodbye to Zhou Chengping just now, Zhao Yanxun felt very unhappy.
The two old guys looked courteous and polite, but he felt awkward, which ruined his good mood for the game.
"We can't let the two of them wear the same pair of trousers. We have to break it up by scoring points. The breakthrough point lies with Guan Hetai!" Zhao Yanxun said secretly.
Following his thoughts, the motorcade slowly walked around the winding mountain road towards Yuntang Mountain.
If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. This is an eternal truth. The monks of Wolong Temple obviously understand this truth.
If you want the temple to be prosperous, a road leading directly to the mountain gate is extremely important.
Ordinary people may be able to walk on small roads, but the family members of the powerful must take carriages and horses.
Therefore, even though Yuntang Mountain is not high, the winding road is seven or eight miles long.
The guards who followed Zhao Yanxun up the mountain divided into two groups and went their separate ways.
Zhao Yanxun's carriage escort accompanied him all the way, and another team, led by Xu Hong, rushed to the mountain gate of Wolong Temple first.
Outside the mountain gate, there were more than a dozen carriages parked at the moment. These were the carriages of dignitaries who came here to offer incense.
Ordinary civilians were directly driven aside by the guards, but Xu Hong knew not to act recklessly when dealing with the carriages of these dignitaries.
I saw Xu Hong, accompanied by his two general bannermen, walking towards a group of carriages with overwhelming momentum.
"His Royal Highness King Yong is going to Wolong Temple to worship the Buddha. Please make room!" Xu Hong said with a serious expression.
Most of the people present were servants of various families. Even though there were several high-level stewards, they did not dare to make mistakes in front of the guards.
They heard Xu Hong's words clearly. There was a prince who wanted to come here to worship Buddha, and they would definitely not dare to offend the nobles of the Tian family.
Under Xu Hong's shouting, people from all the prefectures were very generous and gave way to the dam outside the mountain gate.
The guards then took over the place and set up sentries from outside the mountain gate to the inside, fully demonstrating the grandeur of Prince Yong's Mansion.
They made such a big noise that they easily lured the temple abbot out.
The host, who was already old and had a white beard, walked out from the mountain gate with the support of two young novice monks, followed by several senior monks in gray clothes.
Seeing Xu Hong standing outside with a knife on his shoulder, the host quickly went to greet him.
"Amitabha, the poor monk Kongyuan has seen the donor!"
The old monk was so reasonable that Xu Hong couldn't continue to show off, so he cupped his fists and returned the greeting: "I've seen the master!"
"I wonder, dear donors, why do you come to this temple?" the old monk Kongyuan said with a smile.
Xu Hong did not hide anything and said bluntly: "I heard that the gods and Buddhas of your Wolong Temple are miraculous. Our prince and his family are here to pay homage. Master, go and prepare to welcome him!"
"King Yong?" Kong Yuan was a little confused. When did Longyou County have a King Yong?
The monk in gray clothes on the side explained: "His Royal Highness King Yong is the ninth son of His Majesty. Now that King Yong is granted the title of vassal of Yuanyang!"
Kong Yuan then nodded. He was already too old to devote more energy to understanding the affairs of the imperial court.
"Since His Highness King Yong has arrived in person, this temple should naturally welcome him..."
Immediately afterwards, the old monk Kongyuan gave instructions to several gray-clothed monks. These people were the middle level of the temple and were responsible for various specific affairs.
After listening to the instructions of the old monk Kongyuan, several monks in gray clothes immediately turned around and left. Soon the monks from Wolong Temple were mobilized.
There were people cleaning inside and outside the temple, which alerted the ladies who were worshiping Buddha, so each family sent their maids out to inquire about the situation.
After a while, the maids found out the news and reported it to their masters.
"Is King Yong coming?"
The ordinary people who came to worship the Buddha today have all recognized each other and left. The only ones left behind at this moment are the family members of the powerful.
Naturally they knew that a prince was coming soon and they should go out to meet him.
There was only one way down the mountain, so they couldn't abandon the carriage and take a small road to go down the mountain quietly.
So, when the carpet was laid out at the mountain gate and the red silk was pulled up to welcome Zhao Yanxun, the family members of these various prefectures also came out and stood waiting outside the circle surrounded by guards.
In the past, they used their privileges to isolate the common people from outside, but now they have suffered the same fate as the common people.
Everyone is waiting at this moment. Fortunately, the weather is still getting warmer now, not too cold or too hot, otherwise it would be unbearable to wait like this.
Everyone stood there for about two or three quarters of an hour. When the legs of these powerful female relatives of Longyou were getting sore, the sound of horse hooves was finally heard from the end of the mountain road.
The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was the various flags, symbols, and honor guards, followed by several luxurious carriages.
The guards walked around, the eunuchs held whisks, and the maids held incense burners and marched with their heads lowered. The majesty of the palace was fully displayed.
The carriage approached slowly and soon came to a stop in the dam outside the mountain gate. A number of ceremonial books were lined up on the left and right.
Huo An stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Zhao Yanxun, who was wearing a black gauze winged crown, walked out of the carriage holding the jade belt around his waist.
Xue Baoyun's three daughters also came out of the carriage one after another, all with veils on their faces.
"The poor monk Kongyuan has met the prince!" the old monk Kongyuan bowed slightly and said.
Since he is a foreigner, he naturally does not need to pay homage to him.
After he spoke, the female relatives who were blocked by the guards also saluted Zhao Yanxun.
Looking at the clothes of these female relatives, Zhao Yanxun could roughly guess their identities, so he asked them to exempt themselves from the ceremony one by one.
"Master, I heard that your Wolong Temple is an 800-year-old temple. I am here today to pay a special visit. I wonder if you can receive it, Master?"
Zhao Yanxun's gentle attitude made the old monk Kongyuan feel relieved, and it would be much easier to receive him.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. The temple has been cleaned and we are waiting for Your Majesty to arrive..."
After saying that, Kongyuan stepped aside, raised his hand and pointed at the mountain gate: "Your Majesty, please..."
"Please..." Zhao Yanxun took a step forward.
Zhao Yanxun and Kong Yuan entered the mountain gate together, but Xue Baoyun did not leave in a hurry, but started chatting with the powerful female family members of Longyou.
Finally, Xue Baoyun asked the guards to withdraw and entered the mountain gate together with the female relatives. She was helping the palace gain popularity.
It must be said that Xue Baoyun's interpersonal communication skills are first-rate, and he quickly became friends with the female relatives of several high-ranking officials.
Walking around the temple, a group of people were chatting and laughing, as if they had been old acquaintances for many years.
"Buddhism pays attention to the word "fate". It is a great fate that we can meet here today. We must be closer in the future!"
"What the princess said is true. If you have time someday, you will definitely visit your empress!"
Among a group of female relatives, Xue Baoyun, the youngest, has become the core of the circle.
Lin Jingyu and Huang Rongrong couldn't compare to this means and ability, so they simply stayed out of this matter.
The scenery of Wolong Temple is excellent, and Lin Jingyu and the others started to enjoy it inside the temple.
He was accompanied by guards, eunuchs and maids, so he was not afraid of any danger.