Chapter 14 The Battle of Huayuan Temple 1

After drinking a jar of wine, Zhao Yuan was already drunk. He didn't know what nonsense he talked about in the end, and he didn't know how he got back home and fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky, and my head still hurt slightly, but I didn't care about it anymore and hurried straight to Beizhen Fusi.

On the way, Zhao Yuan thought a lot. Since the woman in purple gave him this opportunity, there was no need for him to run away in vain. It is said that heroes emerge from troubled times. This era is not a peaceful era to begin with. Without merit, he can only be a hero for the rest of his life.

A little guard in uniform, his life and death are in the hands of others.

As the saying goes: One person will become famous and thousands of bones will wither!

I don't want to be the withered bones under the halo of some famous general.

But those who want to stand on the dry bones and enjoy the glory!

After arriving at the Yamen and reorganizing the team, Zhao Yuan led the troops on patrol. This was not originally a matter for the Jin Yiwei, but now that Lu Bing is in a high position and the Jin Yiwei's tentacles have reached that corner of the capital, other officials are afraid of his power.

, I dare not be angry but dare not speak.

Now these nine people have obeyed Zhao Yuan and followed his lead. During training, Zhao Yuan also taught them his understanding of this sword technique. After studying hard and practicing hard, they all made great progress, so they paid more attention to Zhao Yuan.

It's heartfelt.

The group of people had a fixed route every day. In fact, it was just like taking a walk. Zhao Yuan did not require them to line up neatly. These people were royal guards. To put it bluntly, they were hooligans supported by the imperial court.

The weather is nice today. People are coming and going on the street. The vendors are shouting and the customers are bargaining. It looks prosperous.

"Look, how ugly that man is, and that woman is still following him. Don't you feel disgusted?"

A Jin Yiwei said at this moment, his name is Zhang Xuemo, and he is famous for his harsh words.

Everyone looked forward and saw a graceful woman holding a man's hand walking in front of her. The woman had a beautiful face and fair skin, but the man had a fat head and big ears. He was a perfect match between Beauty and the Beast.

Wei Zhongcai said: "You're not convinced, are you? Why don't you have a good father? Let me tell you, that man is the son of the Minister of Rites. The other father is very powerful, and he is also Yan Shoufu's favorite disciple. He is one of the most powerful people in the capital.

I don’t know how many women in China tried their best to cling to him.”

Zhang Xuemo pursed his lips and said: "I'm just telling you, whose little lady is so blind, it turns out that she is just looking for glory and wealth. You said that if that woman had a lover, wouldn't it mean that she wanted to kill him?

?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a seemingly ordinary passerby next to him suddenly took out a knife and stabbed the young master in the back.

The young master suddenly screamed, and the woman turned pale with fright. She looked at the passerby and ran away.

"Crow's Mouth!"

Zhao Yuan cursed and immediately said: "Wei Zhongcai immediately left the guard behind and asked the doctor to rescue him, while the others chased him!"

The group immediately followed Zhao Yuan's order and left Wei Zhongcai behind to rescue others, while the rest chased the killer.

Then this seemingly ordinary killer had very good leg power. Even though Zhao Yuan and others were chasing him breathlessly from behind, he was hanging not far away, always keeping a distance, and he could not catch up no matter what.

Jin Yiwei was used to handling cases, so he didn't make any noises along the way, causing the whole street to be in a frenzy.

"Could it be that this person did it on purpose?"

After chasing for a while, Zhao Yuan thought to himself, no matter how bad the Jin Yiwei were, they were carefully selected and trained regularly. Their physical strength was not comparable to that of ordinary people. However, he could not catch up with the murderer, as if he was doing it on purpose.

Lead yourself and others to do the same.

With this thought in his mind, he looked up and looked in the direction. Sure enough, the direction he was going was Huayuan Temple, and it suddenly became clear to him.

So led by the murderer intentionally or unintentionally, the group of people chased him to the gate of Huayuan Temple. Huayuan Temple is a relatively famous temple in the capital. There are many pilgrims who come to pray every day. When Zhao Yuan and others finally saw him

He had already mixed with the pilgrims and entered the temple.

Zhao Yuan believed that since this person could lead him and others here, he would definitely have a way to escape. It didn't matter whether he was caught or not. He and others had enough reasons to enter the temple to search, so he immediately said: "Zhang Xuemo, Wang Ji

, you guard the door and are allowed out but not in. Anyone who goes out must be carefully interrogated. Jiang Cheng, go back and report immediately, saying that the assassin of the Minister of Rites has sneaked into Huayuan Temple, and asked them to send reinforcements. The rest of the people will follow me in.

Search!"

Everyone replied in unison, and immediately the group rushed directly towards Huayuan Temple. After arriving at the door, a guard in Jinyi shouted loudly: "The guards in Jinyi are handling the case, and everyone else is waiting to get out!"

Everyone else, including Zhao Yuan, all pulled out their swords at this moment.

The Jin Yiwei's reputation in the capital is that they can stop a crying child. Both ordinary people and officials fear them like ghosts and gods. What's more, Zhao Yuan and others are all murderous at this moment, with fierce expressions.

Immediately, those pilgrims dared to stop and hurried out of the temple. The place where Buddhism was originally became a mess.

Seeing this, the young novice monk at the door quickly stepped forward, announced the Buddha's name, and said: "Amitabha, several officials, this..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yuan's knife was already placed on his neck, he leaned down and asked viciously: "Amitabha, are you talking nonsense? Believe it or not, I will send you to see the Buddha! Get out of here!"

The little novice monk suddenly turned pale with fright.

"snort!"

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, removed the knife, waved it forward, and shouted: "Search for me, search carefully!"

After receiving the order, several guards in golden clothes rushed in immediately. They were like wild wolves breaking into the village along the way. How could they search honestly? No matter what the Buddhist pure place, they also rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to collect the pilgrims who had not yet left the village.

Scared out of my wits.

The entire Huayuan Temple is arranged in a rectangular shape. The location where Zhao Yuan and others are at the moment is the mountain gate. After entering, there are the Tianwang Hall, the Patriarch's Hall, and the Main Hall. On both sides are the monks' rooms. Among these buildings, the Main Hall is undoubtedly the most majestic building.

Zhao Yuan's eyes were focused on the Main Hall, but it was still not clear that he was heading towards the Main Hall, so when there were two people on the left and right searching, he walked ahead while also paying attention to the monks.

, they all looked kind-hearted, but their feet were stable, and their eyes were constantly looking at themselves and others, and the look of wariness in their eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

How can monks in ordinary temples practice martial arts? Even those who sweep the floor and read palms to add sesame oil? And even in the Shaolin Temple, not all monks have to practice martial arts.

Zhao Yuan suddenly knew something in his heart, and lowered his voice to the Jin Yiwei next to him: "Tell them quietly that there is something wrong with this temple, be careful!"

Jin Yiwei was stunned and immediately turned around and ran away.

At this moment, several monks had hurried over from the Heavenly King's Hall, led by a middle-aged monk wearing cassocks.

Zhao Yuan also came forward to greet him, and without waiting for him to speak, he said: "We are the Jinyiwei of Fusi, Jinyiwei North Town. Just now, a man assassinated the Young Master of the Ministry of Rites on the street. We chased him all the way, and the murderer finally hid in

In Huayuan Temple, please cooperate with us in arresting the culprit. If you dare to stop him, you will be punished as an accomplice!"

Jinyiwei is always domineering and does not care about the pure Buddhist land. If you don't let me, I will put a big hat on you first, arrest you and imprison you for a few days to see if you can save this sky full of gods and Buddhas!

The middle-aged monk did not expect that Zhao Yuan would show off his power as soon as he arrived. No matter how prestigious his temple was, he would not dare to openly oppose the Jin Yiwei. He could only say: "This poor monk will definitely cooperate with you to arrest the murderer!"

Zhao Yuan nodded and said: "Very good, now I want you to call all the monks here and get their rosters at the same time!"

The middle-aged monk asked: "What do you mean, sir?"

Zhao Yuan said coldly: "The murderer did not escape anywhere, but escaped into your Huayuan Temple. I have to suspect that the murderer is a monk here, and we must confirm them one by one!"

Gather these monks together first. If there is any abnormal movement among them, wait for reinforcements to arrive and catch them all in one fell swoop.

The middle-aged monk said anxiously: "Sir, the monks in the Poor Monk Temple are not murderers!"

Zhao Yuan raised his voice and said: "Those are all your one-sided words. How can you make people believe it? Why? Do you want me to say it again?"

With the huge title of Jinyiwei and in the name of catching the murderer, Zhao Yuan can do whatever he wants in this temple. Even if this is the stronghold of the Brahma Sect, no matter how courageous they are, they would not dare to go against the court.

Several other people with the middle-aged monk showed a hint of anger.

Zhao Yuan looked at them one by one with a sullen face, choked, pulled out a section of his saber, and said coldly: "What? Are you dissatisfied?"

The middle-aged monk lowered his eyes and said: "I don't dare, I will just follow what the adults say! Believe in wisdom and call everyone together."

"Yes, abbot!"

The monk had no choice but to agree and immediately arranged for people to gather everyone.

The entire temple is not small, and it will take a lot of time to gather all the monks. The middle-aged monk obviously knew that Zhao Yuan was looking for trouble, but he had no choice. In fact, as long as he thought carefully and worked hard in front, the murderer could be found.

I don't know where I ran to.

This was Zhao Yuan's deliberate delay. When the monks were summoned one after another, reinforcements from the Jin Yiwei had arrived. However, only a small team came, while the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division sent more than a hundred people.

, the team leader is a commander. After all, the injured person is the son of the Minister of Rites. The most important point is that the Minister of Rites and Yan Song are on good terms.

But they usually like to confront the Qiandong Factory with the Jin Yiwei, but they rarely send anyone here. According to their thinking, if they mobilize a large number of people to search a temple like this, then the murderer is not a fool. He ran away long ago and is still waiting for you to catch him?

There were more than 40 monks gathered in Huayuan Temple, and more than 100 men and horses brought by the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division were enough to cope with the situation. Zhao Yuan immediately asked people to help direct and identify whether there was a murderer among the monks.

The deputy commander's position is higher than that of Zhao Yuan, but Jinyiwei's reputation is too great, so the deputy commander is willing to listen to Zhao Yuan's arrangements. It doesn't matter whether the prisoner is caught or not, and he has a correct attitude.

After making arrangements, Zhao Yuan turned to look at the middle-aged monk next to him and said, "Master, please come with me!"

As the saying goes, "capture the thief first and capture the king first." How can such credit be given to the people of the Five Cities Army and Horses Division?

The middle-aged monk was a little helpless: "Yes."
Chapter completed!