Rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 368 Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to have both

Cao Song lived in the monastery for half a day, discussing Buddhism with the abbot and several monks, and had a great conversation, and the whole Futu Temple was shrouded in peace and joy.

Only Qin Shao was always uneasy. Looking at everyone around him, he felt that there was something wrong with him. The kind-hearted abbot was full of malice, and everyone who offered incense was like an assassin.

The greatest fear of people is that they know that a crisis is coming, but they don't know where it comes from or how it appears.

During this trip, Qin Shao escorted Cao Song to the Futu Temple. He was restless all the way, and even more frightened when he arrived in the temple.

After finally staying up until dark and passing the day safely, Qin Shao's sense of crisis in his heart became more and more serious. He knew that the closer the night was, the easier it was for the enemy to do things. If there was no movement during the day, it must be at night.

Remembering Cao Cao's confession, Qin Shao pretended to persuade Cao Song to prevent him from attending the ceremony, how could Cao Song agree, annoyed, he asked Qin Shao to wait in the back hall with his entourage, there were monks around, so there was no need for him to come Protect.

Qin Shao summoned all his entourage to the lobby and asked someone to bring drinks. After half a month of hard work, everyone finally had a good rest and drank to their heart's content. Before they knew it, they were all drunk and lying on the ground in disorder.

The sound of bells and chimes outside was endless, and there were bursts of Sanskrit singing. Qin Shao drank a few sips of wine in a dull manner, and turned to the main hall. He really didn't dare to think that these monks would have such courage to kill people in public , even if Cao Song died unexpectedly in the temple, they could not get away with it. What is Cao Cao's arrangement?
At this time, the Dharma assembly was halfway through, and the candlelight on the square was bright, and the prayer flags were flying. The monks were divided into more than a dozen squares and sat cross-legged, knocking on wooden fish and reciting scriptures. Cao Song and the abbot were sitting on the lotus platform. , Close your eyes and meditate.

Just as everyone was kneeling around the square, praying with palms together, and waiting to offer incense, suddenly there was a commotion in the east, and a fire was lit in the distance, and someone shouted to escape.

Qin Shao's heart beat wildly. Realizing that someone had finally done something, he quickly climbed to the corner of the hall, only to see that the tents on the square over there were burning, thick smoke was billowing, and the people were busy fighting the fire.

Ruo Rong heard the news in the hall, thought that someone accidentally caught fire, so he didn't take it seriously, and sent people to put out the fire, and the Dharma meeting continued.

A moment later, both the west gate and the north gate caught fire one after another, and at the same time, a shrill scream pierced the night sky, as if a ghost had descended, breaking the Sanskrit singing in an instant, and all the monks looked around in panic.

Ze Rong stood up abruptly, took out a knife from under the altar, and shouted: "Who is bold enough to break into my Futu Temple?"

when - when - when -

The bell on the pagoda was much faster than before, which was a warning signal. The monks in the temple and the thieves who pretended to be believers set off immediately, took up their weapons and gathered in the square.

Ze Rong jumped out of the hall with a knife in hand, and saw a band of bandits rushing in from the front. When they saw the bald-headed ones, they chopped them down and yelled loudly, scaring the people to run away with their heads in their hands, and many people were killed by mistake.

"Okay, Que Xuan, I can't spare you!" Ruo Rong recognized the people from Que Xuan when he saw the outfits of these people, and immediately called his subordinates to resist.

Many monks also rushed into the attic and took up their weapons. The two sides fought in the square. In a blink of an eye, countless people fell to the ground, blood flowing like rivers.

At the corner of the hall, Qin Shao saw Cao Song's fat body rolling down from the lotus platform. The abbot had already lost his whereabouts. At this time, no one cared about his life and death, and he was running towards the back hall awkwardly.

After hesitating again and again, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, Qin Shao rushed out, supported Cao Song who was stumbling in the crowd, and shouted: "Shibo, follow me to the west gate, there is a carriage over there."

Cao Song was sweating profusely, clutching Qin Shao's hand tightly, chanting Amitabha Buddha, and walked quickly towards the west gate. There were thieves around him, but Qin Shao repelled them all, but he had no weapon in his hand, and was killed by Cao Song again. He was dragged to death and suffered several injuries on his body.

"Where are the guards?" Cao Song yelled as he walked, "These bastards, with their salaries on weekdays, eat good food and drink, but they are unreliable in times of crisis. They are all trash."

The scolding woke up Qin Shao suddenly. He took Cao Song away from the temple. Doesn't it mean that he also failed Cao Cao's expectations?
"Why don't you leave?" Cao Song bumped his head against Qin Shao's body, wiping sweat from his brow, looking around in panic.

"There are also thieves ahead!" Qin Shao's face changed slightly. It wasn't that he lied to Cao Song, but that a group of thieves really came from the direction of Ximen.

Seeing the thieves chasing after him, Qin Shao gritted his teeth, pushed Cao Song away, picked up a knife from the ground, and shouted, "Shibo, you...you go, I'll stop them."

Cao Song stumbled and ran to the corridor, Qin Shao roared angrily and raised his knife to kill the thief. Since he couldn't rescue Cao Song, and couldn't protect him, he decided to fight to the death and win the benevolence.

Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to balance, Qin Shao made the most decisive choice, he knew that Cao Cao was suspicious by nature, even if he escaped, he might not end well in the future, if he died because of this, his children and grandchildren would be able to take care of him.

When the thieves saw Qin Shao approaching, they swarmed up. Several people saw Cao Song's gorgeous clothes, and immediately ran after him. There were many expensive pilgrims in Futu Temple, and they were also their looting targets.

Qin Shao killed four or five people in a row, and was finally stabbed at the vital point by the thieves. He fell to the ground, and when he was about to die, he turned his head and looked at the corridor, only to see that Cao Song was being caught by several thieves, who robbed him of his clothes. The flesh trembled under the firelight.

One of the thieves didn't get any benefit, so he stabbed down with a knife in a rage, pierced Cao Song's fat stomach fiercely, and turned several times fiercely.

Cao Song's shrill and desperate screams could be heard in his ears, but the voice got farther and farther away from him, and the fire light in front of him gradually dimmed, turning into darkness.

"Cao Mengde, if you don't take good care of Zhen'er, I will turn into a ghost and kill you."

A thought finally flashed through Qin Shao's mind, and his son Qin Zhen's face flashed past before he completely lost consciousness.

At this time, in the main hall of Futu Temple, corpses were already strewn all over the ground, and the smell of blood wafted in the night wind, and the people scattered in panic, some of them were so frightened that their legs and feet were weak, lying on the ground trembling.

"Hahaha, Ruo Rong, these past few years have been delicious and delicious, you are useless, go to hell!"

Que Xuan's wild laughter came from inside the hall, followed by Ruo Rong's screams, and he roared angrily: "The Buddha will not let you go—"

"I will save you first!" Que Xuan killed Ruo Rong, and the monks and other minions in the temple fled in all directions. Within an hour, the Futu Temple was occupied by Que Xuan.

Que Xuan climbed up to the seven-story pagoda and saw a lot of melons, fruits and drinks on the table on the top floor. He picked up a jug of wine and poured it with his head up. He went to the window and opened his arms and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, all the money and food here belong to me. mine--"

The attendants snatched all the things on the table, and put all the valuable utensils into packages, and came over and asked, "Boss, the officers and soldiers will be here soon, do you want to burn this place?"

"Stay here, I want to ascend the throne here!" Que Xuan looked around, and said in a deep voice, "Ze Rong is dead, we have Tao Qian to help, now we have soldiers and food, why are you afraid that he will not succeed in Cao Cao?"

When all the minions were overjoyed, they knelt down and shouted long live.

(End of this chapter)