Hundreds of riders.

Mingjing is pacing.

She seemed calm, but her chest was a little rapid.

Jia Ping'an took a look and said, "The blood does not circulate, be careful of necrosis."

Mingjing cursed: "It must be you who died first!"

"I live a hundred years old." Jia Ping'an put his feet on the table and looked at the news.

If you relax and read these news, it will be no different from the gossip of later generations.

Mingjing stared at him, and her beautiful eyes became more annoyed, "The Deyang Temple will not give up. Why don't you go to His Majesty to report?"

Reported to Mao Yong if it was not.

"Why cause trouble for Your Majesty?"

To change the tone, this is loyalty.

Jia Ping'an couldn't help but admire the beauty of the language.

Mingjing sneered, "I see why you are unlucky."

"Brother Wu Yang!"

Bao Dong came and said with a serious expression: "Deyang Temple invited several eminent monks to discuss matters."

Mingjing gloated and said, "Look, Dehong is going to do it now."

She originally wanted to say that you were going to be unlucky, but then she thought that although Jia Ping'an often criticized her, she did not stumbling on herself and did not fight with her secretly...

If she had changed to a commander, according to the current man's morality, she would definitely smile on the surface, but she was thinking about how to underestimate her inside.

So it's better to leave this little thief behind.

She stood up, "I'll go to His Majesty to report."

“No need.”

Li Zhi doesn't care.

Li Zhi had a cold side in his nature. Wu Mei was powerful later. He had thought about deposing the queen. But the matter was unclear, but Wu Mei found out. In the end, he threw Shangguan Yi, who had drafted the edict, to please Wu Mei. The couple reunited, but Shangguan Yi became cannon fodder.

Ming Jing said angrily: "If you don't know the good people's hearts, you deserve to be unlucky."

Jia Ping'an stood up and "stared at them."

News came later.

"Those people are coming to the imperial city."

This is about to put pressure on!

We are outsiders, and we do not complain or take action.

Mingjing's eyebrows were frowned like silkworms, "What should I do?"

Jia Ping'an ordered: "Bao Dong went to Dacien Temple to ask for Master Xuanzang and told him about this."

Bao Dong was stunned, "This is the case... the mage will not take action."

Xuanzang's actions were a struggle within Buddhism.

Mingjing looked at the sky speechlessly, "That's Master Xuanzang. He has never left Dacien Temple this year. The prime minister didn't even go to give him a lecture. You..."

You little Wu Yang, will he pay attention to you?

"Go quickly!"

Jia Ping'an narrowed his eyes and looked outside, "After all, I have to do it."

...

Baodong all the way to Dacien Temple.

He was a little nervous.

Although Jia Ping'an asked someone to find Xuanzang's sister, the times have changed. How could Xuanzang be willing to argue with his fellow Buddhists for Jia Ping'an?

"Bai Dong, a hundred cavalry, came to see the mage at the order of Wu Yang Bo."

The monk in the gate looked at him, "The master is busy translating scriptures and has long stopped seeing foreign guests. Please go back."

Bao Dong felt a little cold, but when he thought of the troubles of this matter, he bowed and said, "Please report it."

The monk guarding the door said impatiently, "How many people want to ask for a meeting with the monk but cannot? Why Wu Yang Bo...wait."

Bao Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

But he became more and more nervous.

Wu Yang Bo was a little impulsive in doing this? But he was particularly relieved.

Is it easy to relieve my anger? The consequences are not discussed.

Now that Deyang Temple is unyielding, how can hundreds of chasers stop it?

There was a carriage waiting next to it? At this moment, the curtain of the car was lifted up? A middle-aged man glanced at Bao Dong and smiled and said, "The master is immersed in the scriptures? A foolish man also wants to ask for a meeting, and he is a fool!"

Bao Dong held the hilt of the knife? But as soon as he saw the man's clothes stopped.

This is the powerful.

He can't afford to offend him!

Damn? If Wu Yang Bo is here, he will definitely have the means to deal with him.

There was a commotion inside, and then two monks trotted out.

"Can there be evidence?"

Bao Dong took out his own brand.

Yu Fu is not qualified in his class.

The monk looked at it and turned around and went in.

Bao Dong's heart is full of ups and downs? I don't know what will happen.

"Open the door!"

Someone is here.

A carriage came slowly.

The powerful coachman said, "Alang? A carriage is coming out."

The car curtain was lifted, and the man looked at it and was stunned.

"Who is it?"

Actually, there is no need to ask, Xuanzang, the only one who can use a carriage in Dacien Temple.

Xuanzang traveled through mountains and rivers in his early years, and he had some physical problems? The emperor rewarded him with a carriage, but he rarely used it.

What is the carriage coming out today? It means Xuanzang is out.

The powerful get off the car and stand with their hands.

The carriage slowly came out? The coachman said, "The mage will let you lead the way."

Bao Dong was stunned.

"Master..."

He didn't expect Xuanzang to come out like this.

...

Later, a group of monks came out of the imperial city.

"They don't talk? They just sit cross-legged."

Lei Hong's face changed color.

This is a silent protest.

Do you believe in Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty? Once those powerful and high-ranking officials are collectively angry...

"Someone go and have a look."

Jia Ping'an got up and went out.

"Don't go!"

Ming Jing regretted it again after saying something.

He went to his? What's up to me?

Jia Ping'an smiled, "Sure."

He left the imperial city all the way.
To be continued...