"Did they really say that?"

The Canggu temple is bathed in the continuous rain. The high stone walls are undulating with moss and winding like wrinkles. The thick wooden sill in front of the temple is peeling and faded, but it still looks at the vermilion wooden door of the other courtyard in the distance.

Today, King Pingnan is wrapped in layers of blue satin embroidered dragon-patterned iron leaf armor, almost airtight. Only his exposed hands are covered with black spots. At first glance, he looks like a dying old man. He is wearing a coat.

Wearing a skirt-style robe with blue plain satin as the surface, moon-white blue cloth as the lining, and thin silk cotton as the lining, she stared at the gloomy sky of Guangxiao Temple with her hands behind her back, and slowly opened her mouth to break the silence.

Shang Kexi's counselor, Honglu Temple Minister Jin Guang, also wore a helmet and armor while fighting today. It wasn't until Shang Kexi's words completely faded that he was the first to speak among the cold-eyed generals.

"Reporting to the prince, I heard this matter with my own eyes, and it is absolutely true. The group of people in the world were originally suspicious of each other, but now they unanimously believe that it was done by that person. I am afraid there is another hidden story..."

Counselor Jin Guang was originally named Hancai, with the courtesy name Gongxuan. He was appreciated by Shang Kexi for his intelligence and talent in his early years, and he has been working under the account for more than 20 years.

As Li Xinghe's most powerful competitor, he naturally knew that he could seize the opportunity to regain his position as the mastermind, so he took the initiative to offer suggestions and help, and decided to imitate the Zhanying Society to seduce those who were imprisoned and had long wanted to surrender, but because of face.

Jianghu people revealed the information and revealed the real mastermind of the assassination.

"What a 'Junzi Sword' Jiang Wen, how he was able to remain silent under my nose..."

Shang Kexi's expression was gloomy. The wound on his lower side was still aching due to the rain, and half of his body was starting to become stiff and swollen. But he knew that he couldn't stay in bed, rest, or even tell others that he had been in pain for three days without sleeping a wink.

——This Guangzhou Mansion is like a volcano, and the heavy rain cannot extinguish the blazing flames. Prince Pingnan’s Mansion must transform into a Chinese army. If he falls, Prince Pingnan’s Mansion will soon fall into this dark and dark place.

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"Immediately send someone to arrest you. If you are in the way of this trip, shoot and kill... Mr. Jin, I think I will let the leader of the troops in the backyard go and take action."

Shang Kexi lowered his voice and said, turning to look at Jin Guang, "I am raising him like this and letting him go. Whether I kill or let him go, I just listen to his wishes. Now it's time to do something good, don't you think?"

Jin Guang quickly lowered his head and said yes. Immediately, a personal guard general beside him automatically stepped out of the queue, strode towards a side hall in the Zen temple's annex, and quickly disappeared into the rain.

Shang Kexi looked like an octogenarian and was very frightening. At this time, he stopped talking, but stared straight at the few myrobalan trees in the rain curtain, whose branches and leaves had withered after being exposed to the wind for days. His expression was not full at all.

The ease and ease expected of those who take the lead.

"Mr. Jin, Zen Master Tianran told me that when the Yu from the Three Kingdoms came to live in this temple, myrobalan trees were already planted all over the garden. In the first year of Emperor Yongchu of the Liu Song Dynasty, Nabhadra Sanzang also came to visit this temple.

Pass them."

Shang Ke happily talked about the treasures, but the light in his eyes became darker, "Later, Patriarch Bodhidharma saw them, Master Huineng saw them, famous people from Panyu in the past generations saw them, and even the false emperor Shaowu saw them.

The trees are still like this to this day, but all the famous people have been blown away by the rain and wind, but these trees are still deeply planted here..."

Shang Kexi said something that seemed sad for spring and autumn, but he didn't show a trace of humanity on his body. Instead, his expression became more and more fierce.

"Everyone says these are treasures of the ages, but who would have thought that they actually came from the South China Sea of ​​India, thousands of miles away, and they shouldn't belong here?"

Jin Guang listened carefully word for word, not daring to miss a single thing. He knew the old prince very well, and for many years he had made sure his words were watertight. At this time, if he treated his words as normal, he would definitely miss the true meaning behind them.

Shang Kexi seems to be talking about the myrobalan tree, but not the myrobalan tree. Just like Zen master Tian Tian talked about Prajna Paramita when explaining the Diamond Sutra, it is not Prajna Paramita. Everything should have no abode and arise in his mind.

It was in the sound of Sanskrit chants that Shang Kexi, who was originally only proficient in writing, actually realized a lot of Buddhist principles from Zen Master Tianran in the past ten years, and his words and actions became more unpredictable. This made the counselor who had been in the military for many years

The golden light makes it increasingly difficult to guess what Shang Kexi is thinking.

But in this matter, Jin Guang still knew what Zen Master Tianran meant.

The myrobalan tree in Guangxiao Temple has been able to become the mainstay of the guests after thousands of years. Naturally, the Prince of Pingnan, who came to Guangdong from outside, has the opportunity to stand still. What the old prince Shang Ke thought about day and night was nothing more than to follow the example of King Mu of the Ming Dynasty, and he could inherit the title of prince and let Shang

The family has been prosperous and wealthy for generations, and has held military power.

For this reason, Zen Master Tian Tian long ago expressed his willingness to persuade the officials, gentry, traffickers and pawns in the city to use Buddhism to resolve the karmic and blood debts of the two kings who entered Guangdong, and lay a solid foundation for Shang Kexi's Yongzhen town in Guangdong. This is why Shang Kexi has deigned to surrender for many years.

Expensive, the reason for burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

Needless to say, Shang Kexi and the Buddha are expressing a gesture, while Master Tianran is representing a vision. The internal relationship between the two is far less bizarre than what the outside world says about sleepless nights and innocent souls seeking their lives - so what if the city is filled with innocent souls?

So what if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood? When you raised the bright butcher knife, how could you ever fear the retribution of karma? When you put down the butcher knife in your hand, how could you ever expect to become a Buddha immediately?

On the day when the city of Guangzhou was destroyed ten years ago, Jin Guang saw Shang Kexi, whom he had never known before. If the overwhelming murderous intention in his body was real, he was still not satisfied with the killing and cleaning along the city, and ordered to kill people until the sky was filled with blood.

Ants gathered in the street to eat, and hungry birds flew up to the north of the city. Even Jin Guang wanted to protect the internal agents he bribed in the city, and persuaded Shang Kexi to stay and descend to restrain the defeated troops, but he was almost killed by Shang Kexi himself with a knife...

Fortunately, today's Shang Kexi is a little more tolerant. Even if Master Tianran intends to protect Southern Shaolin and protect the real assassin, Shang Kexi will not pursue it. After all, as long as Master Tianran's golden body is still shining, he is determined to become a living Buddha in thousands of families.

If you are still happy, you must borrow his Buddha's light.

It's just that Jin Guang has never been able to figure out why the Gengyin incident has passed so long and King Pingnan has been so happy in the past ten years, so why is he still walking on thin ice...

"Report to the prince, the prince is asking for an audience outside the temple."

The bodyguard came in a hurry despite the rain, and there was a particularly obvious shoe mark on his body.

Shang Kexi's eyes narrowed when he heard the report from his subordinates. It seemed that his mood instantly changed from the worry just now to another negative emotion. However, Shang Kexi still relied on years of suppression by the city government. He turned around with his hands behind his back and acquiesced that his subordinates would open the door and let him go.

Footsteps came in a hurry, then bounced off the wall and then came back again. Just like that, a young man in rich clothes broke into the room.

Jin Guang had previously advocated the matter of changing the crown prince, and Shang Zhixin had long hated him, and the two were on the same level. Now seeing Shang Zhixin's tall figure, Jin Guang immediately wanted to retreat into the side room, but Shang Kexi looked at him with joy.

Stopped, with no way to retreat, the two finally met on a narrow road in extreme embarrassment.

"Humph, get out of here."

Shang Zhixin was a bit taller than him. He looked at the counselor who once suggested deposing his son's position with an unkind expression. He uttered a few hisses of unknown meaning from his mouth, as if he was chasing an old man who was blocking the road with contempt.

dog.

"Father, I heard that you have set up a dragnet in Guangxiao Temple, and I am waiting for the thieves to reveal their traps, so I brought people here to help. I will definitely capture the bandits today and offer them to the military tent!"

Shang Zhixin was talking with joy, but Jin Guang quietly noticed that Shang Kexi's expression was getting more and more serious, and the previous depressed and gloomy feeling gradually changed. Finally, after holding back for a long time, he expressed his anger with a rare and straightforward viciousness

Said the expression.

"fool."

Shang Zhixin's smug look suddenly froze, his face turned red for a moment, and then turned pale again. He clenched his fists harder and harder, and he could hear the creaking of his joints from a distance.

"Father...the child doesn't understand..."

Shang Zhixin raised his head and looked at Shang Kexi. The father and son, who had quite similar facial features, faced each other from a distance. However, the old man in robes and armor seemed to be on the battlements burned by the smoke, while the young man looked like a newly forged sword and spear.

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"I said you are a fool."

Shang Kexi spoke every word with unusual clarity, as if he was afraid that the young man opposite would not be able to hear his curse.

Shang Zhixin's anger reached its peak, but he suddenly turned his head to look at the submissive golden light on the side. His overwhelming anger turned to this counselor who was not dealing with him. He determined that this person was the one who was causing the plot and provoked him, and he immediately pulled out the sword from his waist.

"When the general complains too much and becomes angry with his general, he refuses to obey the restraints and becomes even more difficult to control, this is called arrogance of the army, and those who offend him are beheaded. The army fights with weapons, fights and kills in anger, and then uses axes and axes to cut off the waist and abandon the city."

Shang Kexi read out the military order slowly, and looked at Shang Zhixin's angry actions, as cold and callous as looking at a dead man. This actually made Shang Zhixin suddenly calm down and decided to honestly put down the knife in his hand.

"...I'll spare your life for now!"

Shang Zhixin laughed angrily. He knew that Shang Kexi was not joking. The military orders of Pingnan Palace were strict and there were many rules. Only in this way could he be invincible. He also knew that if he really killed people today, Shang Kexi would not be happy.

Those who mind being ruthless to enforce military discipline.

"Thank you...Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Jin Guang, who had walked through the gate of hell, was sweating profusely. His lingering fear was still lingering. His hands and feet felt cold and his whole body was numb. However, in the face of the great horror between life and death, he suddenly figured out why Shang Kexi had to let himself stay today.

Come down.

And this thought once again made him dizzy and almost made him fall!

The so-called grievances over the dethronement of the crown prince are nothing more than a struggle for power between the king and the loser. Shang Kexi originally had no need to stop Shang Zhixin from what he did. After all, people are mortal after all. If a hundred years later, his descendants will act recklessly, what is the need to stop him?

But there is only one exception, and that is Shang Kexi’s decision to let Shang Zhixin take over the feudal clan!

At this time, he represents not only a counselor, but also another hilltop that supports the crown prince in Prince Pingnan's palace! If you kill yourself, the hilltop will always exist. Only by not killing yourself can this hilltop be leveled!

"Your Majesty, Jin is a common man. From now on, he will be killed or beheaded as he pleases, but you must not let down the old prince's painstaking efforts..."

Jin Guang finally no longer flinched, but raised his head to meet Shang Zhixin's gaze. He didn't even have time to wipe off his sweaty forehead, so he hurriedly spoke. Since ancient times, no one has done more meritorious deeds than Qian Di and Conglong, but there are also precedents in the books of those who performed meritorious deeds anyway and were relied upon. He

I just hope that the free-spirited Prince Pingnan in front of me can be smarter and not let this drama go wrong.

Sure enough, Shang Zhixin wanted to scold him with a bad look, but Shang Kexi glared back, and then he gradually became more honest.

"I know you want to be King Pingnan, but do you really have the ability?"

Shang Kexi finally restrained his complicated emotions. As he sat down, his armor leaves rustled, and the generals in the Buddhist hall were also dismissed one after another. At this time, only the portrait of a monk with shaved hair and robes in the Zen room was left.

On the altar, but because no one has worshiped for many years, the curtain shrine has long been desolate and faded.

"Do you know who this person is?"

Shang Kexi pointed to the portrait behind him and said.

Shang Zhixin, who was full of anger, said indifferently: "He's just an old monk, what's there to guess?"

Shang Kexi's expression was calm: "You are qualified to be complacent today, but you are just enjoying the glory of the identity of Prince Pingnan. As for the former Ming Zhao King Zhu Youyi in the portrait, how can he be inferior to you?"

Seeing Shang Zhixin's look of astonishment, counselor Jin Guang quickly explained that when Li Chengdong captured Guangzhou ten years ago, he immediately captured and killed Shaowu Emperor Zhu Yuxuan who had only been on the throne forty-one days.

More than twenty vassal kings were all killed, and only King Zhao was left leading the army.

In February of the fourth year of Shunzhi (1647), Tong Yangjia, the governor-general of Guangdong and Guangdong in the Qing Dynasty, and Li Chengdong, the admiral of the Qing Dynasty, sent people to recruit Zhu Youping, King of Zhao of the Southern Ming Dynasty, who had surrendered in Xingning.

The monk entered Guangzhou in June to surrender to the Qing Dynasty and was imprisoned in the west Zen room of Guangxiao Temple.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, due to the special status of King Zhao Zhu Youfang, the old ministers of the former Ming Dynasty still fought desperately to rescue him because of Zhengshuo. Countless bloodshed surrounded Guangxiao Temple, such as Panyu

Chen Zizhuang, his eldest son Chen Shangyong, and his younger brother Chen Zisheng donated all their wealth to recruit local people to raise troops in Jiujiang, and joined forces with volunteers from Shunde Chen Bangyan and Dongguan Zhang Jiayu.

They contacted the former Nanming Guangzhou Guard Commander Yang Guanguang in the city, and Yang Jingye acted as an internal agent. They also had 3,000 Huashan bandits pretend to surrender to the Qing army, and agreed to stage an uprising inside and outside the city on July 7 at three drums to recapture Guangzhou.

However, unexpectedly, Tong Yangjia captured and beheaded Yang Kuan and Yang Jingye. He also took the king of Zhao, Zhu Youyi, to Yuanmiao Temple and ordered him to hang himself. Therefore, all the right and wrong, only this deep picture was left.

The portrait hidden in the west Zen room of Guangxiao Temple was hidden by Zen Master Tianran for the old people of Siming to admire secretly.

"I set up my big tent in Guangxiao Temple to warn these people with evil intentions not to test the skill of my sword. And if you want to occupy the title of 'king', I will also give you a warning.
To be continued...