The night covers the temple and is silent.
Ouyang Linlin lay alone on the simple bed, and the dim candlelight around her pulled her figure long.
She opened her eyes and looked straight at the beam of the room, with a strong longing in her eyes. Her thoughts couldn't help but float to Xi Yu again.
Xi Yu's face, his smile, his eyes, and every move kept appearing in her mind.
It was a kind of emotion that was unbreakable and chaotic, and it spread out in this quiet temple.
Just as Ouyang Linlin was immersed in her longing for Xi Yu, suddenly a noisy sound came from the temple.
She was stunned at first, then she sat up suddenly and listened carefully. Only the fierce fighting and shouting came from outside.
"What's going on?" Ouyang Linlin frowned and a burst of uneasiness surged in her heart.
She hurriedly got out of bed, pulled her shoes and ran to the door, gently pushed open a gap and looked out.
I saw a group of people fighting with the soldiers in the temple yard.
Those who caused trouble showed fierce faces and took action without any mercy, while the soldiers also fought hard to resist, and the scene was in chaos.
Ouyang Linlin's eyes were wide open, her face full of shock and confusion.
"How come someone suddenly makes trouble in the temple in the middle of the night?" She thought to herself, her hand unconsciously grabbed the door frame and watched every move outside nervously, wondering how this sudden chaos would continue.
In this chaos, several thieves quietly touched the old monk's room.
They moved quietly, with a ferocious look on their faces.
When they gently pushed open the door, the old monk seemed to notice a strange thing in his sleep and suddenly woke up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several thieves standing in front of him with a ferocious spirit. He was so scared that his face was pale and instinctively let out a terrified scream: "Ah!"
The scream was particularly clear and harsh in the quiet temple, as if it was about to break through the darkness.
The thieves were stunned by the scream, but soon showed a fierce look on their faces. They held the weapon in their hands tightly and approached the old monk step by step, as if they were about to put him to death immediately.
The old monk retreated in horror, his heart full of fear and helplessness, and he didn't know how to deal with this sudden and dangerous situation.
When the thieves were about to attack the old monk, several soldiers outside rushed over when they heard the movement.
"Let go of the old monk!" The soldier in charge opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly, holding the spear tightly in his hand, making a stance of attacking at any time.
Seeing this, one of the thieves viciously grabbed the old monk's neck. The old monk's face was full of pain and his eyes were full of horror.
"Don't come over! Otherwise I will kill this old monk immediately!" The thief roared with a ferocious face, with madness and determination in his eyes.
The soldiers immediately threw themselves into a quarrel, stopped, and looked at the old monk anxiously.
"What the hell do you want to do?" a soldier shouted, his face full of anger and reluctance.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense! Get out of here!" The thief held the old monk hostage and stepped back step by step.
The soldiers could only watch the thief take the old monk away, clenching his fists tightly, but he was helpless, his face full of regret and anger.
The thief gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving the soldiers stomping their feet and cursing.
Zhao Yun rushed into the temple like lightning. The spear in his hand was stained with the blood of the thief. His face was cold and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Don't leave, thieves!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, but when he ran into the yard, he saw the old monk being forced by several thieves.
Zhao Yun stopped instantly, with a look of anxiety and anger on his face. He held the spear tightly, and the tip of the spear trembled slightly due to anger.
"Let go of the old monk!" Zhao Yun glared, his voice as if thunderous.
But the thieves laughed arrogantly, and one of them shouted, "Hmph, if you have the ability, come over. See if your gun is fast, or should we kill this old monk first!"
Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up. His eyes were staring at the thief, but he did not dare to act rashly, and his heart was full of helplessness and anxiety.
"What do you want!" Zhao Yun asked with a grudge against his anger.
The old monk said with pain in his face and said with difficulty: "Heroic... don't worry about me..."
Zhao Yun felt ache in his heart, but he could only watch the old monk being taken away by the thief.
He stomped his feet hard, his self-blame and anger were intertwined in his heart, but he had no choice but to do anything for a moment.
Zhao Yun watched the thief holding the old monk away gradually. He stood there, his hand holding the spear tightly turned white due to excessive force.
His face was full of reluctance and anger, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire. "Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice, feeling very upset.
The soldiers around also surrounded him, all showing frustration.
"General Zhao, what should I do?" a soldier asked anxiously.
Zhao Yun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He pondered for a moment and said, "Don't act rashly for now. They will not hurt the old monk for the time being. We will definitely find a way to save the old monk from a long-term plan."
After saying that, Zhao Yun's eyes were still staring at the direction of the thief leaving, and his eyes revealed firmness and determination.
He secretly swore that no matter how much the price he paid, he must save the old monk safely.
In another corner of the temple, Ouyang Linlin also witnessed all this, and her heart was also full of worries.
She looked at Zhao Yun's resolute back and felt a different feeling in her heart, as if she had a little more admiration and dependence on this brave general.
In the following time, Zhao Yun arranged for the soldiers to strengthen the alert around the temple, and began to plan strategies to rescue the old monk. The entire temple was immersed in a tense and depressing atmosphere.
On the other side, the county magistrate sat on the chair with a tired look on his face. He was tortured by his wife for a whole day and felt that his bones were about to fall apart.
At night, the county magistrate rubbed his eyebrows, stood up and said, "I'll go to the prison to take a look."
When the lady heard this, she immediately raised her eyebrows and stared at him and scolded, "What are you doing? Are you going to go out and mess around again?"
The county magistrate quickly explained: "Oh, madam, I really went to the jail and didn't lie to you."
The lady waved her hand impatiently and said as if she was chasing a fly: "Go roll, get out quickly, don't wander in front of my eyes."
The county magistrate had no choice but to turn around embarrassedly and walk towards the prison in shame, muttering: "It's true, I don't believe it no matter how you say it."
The lady glared at his back fiercely from behind, still still not regaining her anger.
The county magistrate hung his head and walked hurriedly towards the prison.
Along the way, he was still muttering in his heart that his wife's temper was becoming more and more elusive.
When they arrived at the gate of the prison, the prison guards saw that the county magistrate had arrived and hurriedly saluted respectfully.
The county magistrate waved his hand and signaled them to open the prison door.
After entering the prison, a damp and decay smell came to his nose. The county magistrate frowned, but continued to move forward.
He came to a cell and looked at the prisoner imprisoned inside, with a complicated look in his eyes.
At this time, the more the wife thought about it in the room, the more angry she became, and she felt that the county magistrate must have no kindness, and maybe she was just looking for excuses to go out and spend money.
She stood up suddenly and decided to follow the county magistrate to take a look.
When the wife quietly came to the prison, she heard the voice of the county magistrate from inside.
She approached carefully and hid beside her and eavesdropped.
The county magistrate came to Xi Yu's cell and said viciously that he would torture him severely.
Xi Yu asked why, and the county magistrate sneered: "I was angry with my wife today and I must take revenge on you!"
Xi Yu laughed and mocked the county magistrate for doing a good job.
The county magistrate was irritated by Xi Yu's sarcasm. He gritted his teeth and said, "You ignorant guy, dare to laugh at me! I will make you regret it!"
Xi Yu said to the county magistrate with fearless expression: "Hmph, then let me try to move."
When the county magistrate heard this, his face turned red with anger and immediately shouted loudly: "Come here!"
At this moment, the county magistrate's wife walked in happily.
She raised her eyebrows, opened her eyes wide, pointed at Xia Ling's nose and scolded: "Okay, how dare you say bad things about me behind my back!"
The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, his face turned pale, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He stuttered: "Husband...Madam, why are you here? This...is a misunderstanding!"
His eyes were filled with fear and panic, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back.
Xi Yu looked at all this with interest, and a smile that was not easy to detect was raised at the corner of his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, the county magistrate's wife did not listen to his explanation at all. She rushed up and punched and kicked the county magistrate, beating and scolding: "You are a heartless person, you are incompetent, and you are venting your anger against the prisoner. I have to teach you a good lesson today!"
The yamen runners watched the excitement in a daze, and completely forgot to go to fight Yu.
Tuoba Yu witnessed this scene from afar. A complex emotion surged in her heart.
She thought to herself: "This county magistrate is really too sad! Look at his trembling look, he is so afraid of his wife."
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Tuoba Yu's face, as if he was a little amused by this interesting scene.
The county magistrate's wife angrily pulled the county magistrate's arm and dragged him out of the room.
The county magistrate was full of horror. While trying to break free from his wife's hand, he begged: "Madam, spare me, don't fight here..."
The lady was unmoved. She raised her eyebrows, her eyes widened and shouted loudly: "You are such a futile thing!"
When he arrived in the yard, the wife was even more merciless and punched the county magistrate again.
The county magistrate could only run away with his head in his arms, and kept begging for mercy: "Madam, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."
Several yamen runners were stunned by the side, and it took a while to come to their senses.
One of the yamen runners scratched their heads and murmured to themselves: "This... should we deal with the prisoners?"
Another yamen runner nodded and said, "Yes, I almost forgot the serious matter. Let's go quickly!"
They all had a firm expression on their faces and turned around and ran towards Xi Yu.
At this moment, Tuoba Yu shouted loudly: "Husband, tell me your identity quickly!" There was a hint of anxiety in her voice.
Xi Yu was still silent, just staring at Tuoba Yu quietly.
Seeing this, Tuoba Yu frowned slightly and raised his voice again.
However, before the Xi Yu could explain it, Tuoba Yu suddenly said loudly to the yamen runners: "What should you do to beat the current prime minister?" His face was majestic and angry.
Several yamen runners were shocked when they heard this. They looked shocked on their faces, looked at each other, and then they all laughed.
One of the yamen runners pretended to be calm and said with a smile: "Haha, stop kidding, how could he be the prime minister?"
Another yamen runner laughed, "That's right, do you think we will believe your nonsense?"
Xi Yu frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice.
"She's not kidding!"
At this time, Xi Yu finally slowly took out the token from his arms. His eyes were filled with a hint of majesty and said to the yamen runners: "Let your dog eyes widen and see, what is this!"
The yamen runners showed a look of surprise on their faces, and their eyes were staring at the token.
One of the yamen runners reacted first, his face turned pale, and he quickly knelt down.
"Master, the villain is ignorant of Mount Tai. Please forgive me!" He said, kowtowing desperately, and a trace of sweat had already oozed out of his forehead.
The other yamen runners also knelt down one after another, their bodies trembled and said in unison: "Please forgive us, Lord Prime Minister!"
Xi Yu looked at these once arrogant and domineering yamen runners, but now he was so embarrassed. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he showed a hint of undetectable smile.
He said slowly, "Forget it, get up."
When the yamen runners heard this, they were like being pardoned. They stood up, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at Xi Yu again.
At this time, Xi Yu was exuding a majestic aura all over his body, which made people feel awe.
Xi Yu had a calm face and ordered the yamen runners: "Go and call the county magistrate."
A yamen runner responded quickly and hurriedly walked towards the yard.
When he arrived at the yard, the yamen runner saw the county magistrate's wife punching and kicking the county magistrate.
He hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Madam, please stop quickly. If you have any big things, you must report to the county magistrate."
The lady stopped her movements, glared at the yamen runners, and cursed: "What's the big deal? Didn't you see that I'm teaching this useless thing a lesson?" Her tone was full of anger.
The yamen runner was helpless and had to laugh with him and said, "Madam, it's really a big deal, so don't fight."
The county magistrate looked very aggrieved. He rubbed the painful area and muttered, "I'll talk about it later if I have something to do."
The yamen runner stomped his feet anxiously and said, "Mr. County Magistrate, it was the Prime Minister who asked me to call you."
When the county magistrate heard this, his face changed suddenly.
The yamen runner quickly explained to the county magistrate: "Sir, that man is actually the prime minister! The villain didn't know before. We only knew his identity just now when he took out the token." A look of panic appeared on his face.
When the county magistrate heard this, he was so scared that his face was pale, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "What...what? Prime Minister? How could it be...will be here?" His body involuntarily took a few steps back.
The county magistrate's wife was also stunned and stopped suddenly in her hand.
Her eyes were wide open and her face was full of disbelief.
The county magistrate was in a panic and rushed, almost rolling and crawling into the cell.
His face was filled with horror and overwhelming.
As soon as he entered the cell, the county magistrate saw many yamen runners kneeling there. His heart suddenly sank and his body trembled involuntarily.
He quickly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "The villain has no idea that the Prime Minister has come here. I hope the Prime Minister will forgive him!" His head was so low that he almost touched the ground, and he did not dare to raise it.
The county magistrate's forehead was covered with sweat beads, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips were trembling constantly.
One of the yamen runners raised their heads carefully, looked at the county magistrate, and said softly: "Sir, we just learned about the identity of the Prime Minister..."
The county magistrate glared at him fiercely and interrupted him.
"Shut up! You idiots are you, you can't even recognize the Prime Minister!"
At this time, the cell fell into a dead silence, and no one dared to speak anymore, only the county magistrate's terrified breath echoed in the air.
After a long time, the county magistrate spoke carefully again: "Master Prime Minister, I really don't know that you are here. If I knew, I would never dare to be so negligent..." His voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was afraid that he would annoy the Prime Minister.
At this moment, the county magistrate's wife ran over quickly panting.
Her face was full of anxiety and fear. As soon as she arrived in front of Xi Yu, she knelt down with a "plop".
The lady grabbed the corner of Xi Yu's clothes and begged: "Prime Minister, please don't kill my husband's head! He was just a moment of confusion. Please give up your hands and let him go!"
Her voice was crying, and her eyes were filled with tears.
The county magistrate was very surprised to see his wife's appearance.
He originally thought that his wife was very strict with him, but he did not expect that at a critical moment, his wife would plead for him like this.
A hint of emotion flashed in his eyes, but he was replaced by fear.
He also kowtowed quickly and said, "Master, the official is aware of his crime. Please ask the Prime Minister to be kind to you!"
At this time, the county magistrate's face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his body was trembling slightly due to fear.
When Tuoba Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but be happy and a bright smile appeared on his face.
She chuckled, with a little joke in her tone, and said, "Haha, you deserve it!"
There was a little smugness in her smile. She looked at the terrified look of the county magistrate with interest, and felt more and more happy in her heart.
"Hmph, if the Prime Minister hadn't revealed his identity, would you be so respectful? You fool, you might be so arrogant on weekdays!" Tuoba Yu continued to mock him.
Chapter completed!