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Wuma really exterminated the monk army in his own name, alarming the forbidden area.At the time when Tu Shanxiong called the imperial physicians to take the pulse, the chief eunuch Mao Jin saw that the faces of the several imperial physicians were not right, so he held his breath and did not dare to breathe out. He only brought tea from the hands of the people around him and quietly sent it in.

After taking the pulse, Tu Shanxiong asked about his condition, the imperial physician looked at each other in blank dismay, and only said that he needed to rest.Tu Shanxiong asked them to retreat, leaving Mao Jin alone to serve.

"Liangshuo is not peaceful." After everyone left, Tu Shanxiong motioned to Mao Jin to help him up, showing a tired face of unbearable pain.

Mao Jin knew that although the official family stayed behind closed doors for the past few days, it wasn't that they couldn't hear any movement outside the palace. After all, now that the two servants on the left and right were by his side, it was easier to receive and release news.Although Mao Jin was like a bright mirror in his heart, his mouth was somewhat clumsy: "Why did you say that, official? I see that this year's weather is good and the harvest is good. It is more peaceful than previous years."

"Hmph." Tu Shanxiong asked Mao Jin to wait on his boots, and sneered, "With that Wuma really here, can Liangshuo be peaceful?"

Mao Jin hastily squatted down to put his boots on.He rolled his eyes and said, "I have a doubt, I don't know whether to ask or not?"

"What can't you ask?" Tu Shanxiong kicked on his boots, and with Mao Jin's support, he stood up with difficulty.

"Why does the king keep this fake city lord? His identity was exposed at that time, so he should be eliminated to avoid future troubles. Why..." Mao Jin stopped talking here.Because he knew that even if he didn't say the rest, Tu Shanxiong would still understand.

"Behind him is Dong Sheng. No matter how bad it is, there is still the entire fire army. Although the lacquer carving bow is kind and will not take the initiative to cause any trouble, there is only one thing that cannot move, and it is like a reverse scale. This is his treasure. Yizi, at this juncture, although I am not afraid of the lacquer carving bow, I have to be afraid of the soldiers in his hands." Tu Shanxiong walked a few steps, but lost his strength and fell on the chair all of a sudden, scaring Mao Jin one jump.

Mao Jin wanted to help him, but Tu Shanxiong pushed his hand away.Mao Jin is neither advancing nor retreating, he is in a dilemma.

Tu Shanxiong walked tremblingly to the back of the door, pushed it hard, and sighed: "The courtiers are dead, the monks are dead. The sky is going to change. The sky is going to change in Xijue."

Hearing this, Mao Jin quickly knelt down, trembling with fear.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck the dark sky, and when Mao Jin raised his head, Tu Shanxiong had already fallen to the ground, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had dried up.

"Oh no!"

Chu Ji pushed open the door: "Then what, the master is not good ~ the right servant urges you to hurry in—"

He suddenly saw his master sitting by the bed, with one hand resting on his chin, and the other patting the little master's quilt once and for all. The atmosphere was really quiet, so he quickly suppressed the words in his mouth.

Ling Qu didn't lift his eyelids, and he wasn't affected by Chu Ji's panic at all.

Since the afternoon, he had heard the faint rolling of winter thunder in the sky, and guessed that something must have happened in the palace.Tu Shanxiong's body is getting worse day by day, but he may not die if he doesn't untie the knot in his heart.

"Prepare the horse." Ling Qu said.

"Where are you going?" Suddenly, Sijin woke up and grabbed his sleeve, "I want to go too."

Ling Qu smiled, pulled his hand away, and tucked it back into the bedding: "I'm going to buy some food for the New Year, isn't it the Chinese New Year soon?"

A hint of puzzlement appeared in Sijin's slightly tired eyes: "The right servant just mentioned..."

"He is a seller of New Year's goods." Ling Qu said without thinking, "In the past, I often took care of his business, but now when he arrives for the New Year, the first person he wants to entertain is me."

If Chu Ji didn't know the truth, he would have almost believed it.

He couldn't help showing reverence in his eyes: How did the master shamelessly manage to tell nonsense at his fingertips?

"The road is slippery in the snow, be careful." Sijin clutched the quilt, frowning slightly, "Also, come back earlier."

Because just now, he felt a little pain in his stomach.Seems like a bad sign.This unknown pain made him a little uneasy.He is not familiar with life and place now, if something happens, it is really difficult to solve it.

Ling Qu's heart warmed by his subconscious words, he took a token and handed it to him: "If you really want to see me, take this token, and Chuji will carry the sedan chair to see you off."

Sijin took the token and asked, "What brand is this?"

"The signboard of the Commander of the Fire Army. With this signboard, you can take a sedan chair when you go in and out. Someone will notify me to come and see you." Ling Qu said patiently.

Sijin didn't recognize Huo Jun, but since Ling Qu said so, he nodded.

"Good boy." Ling Qu leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, Sijin wanted to hide, but she didn't.The kiss was firmly on his forehead, "Wait for me to come back."

Sijin watched him get up and leave in a daze, unable to look back for a long time.

It wasn't until the person disappeared at the end of his sight that he looked back and said, "Come in."

Si Zhan, who had been hiding outside for a long time, came in and said with a sad face, "Is that why you let the city lord go?"

"Otherwise, what should we do?" Sijin asked.

"The official is in a coma, and everyone in the palace is in danger. If you let him into the palace at this time, doesn't it mean..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ji coughed and reminded her: "Little Master Si Zhan, be careful in your words and deeds."

Si Zhan quickly covered his mouth and nodded.In her bosom, there were a few dried persimmons wrapped in oiled paper with icing sugar on them. She knew that Sijin liked sweet things, so she specially bought them at the foot of the mountain.

"Sijin, I want to tell you something." She put all the persimmons beside Sijin's bed, sat down neatly, and her tone was never serious.

Sijin raised her eyes and said, "Say it."

Si Zhan bit his lip, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "A few days ago, the womb issued an order to transfer the deputy city master, Jing Wang, to the northern border to guard the border, and not to return to Liangshuo if there is nothing to do."

Chu Ji took a breath when he heard this: "How did you transfer the Deputy City Chief Jing to such a far place?"

Jingwang is a civil servant, with a weak civility, how can he stand up to travel thousands of miles?Isn't this obviously driving people to a dead end?

There seemed to be teardrops rolling in Si Zhan's eyes: "Vice-City Master Jing refused to follow orders. This morning... when he was discovered this morning, his temperature was gone..."

"What did you say?!" Chu Ji couldn't help raising his voice, "What's wrong with the deputy city lord?!"

This man is one of the few good officials in the whole Xijue, but he can't die.

"The deputy city lord is dead." Si Zhan finally couldn't help crying loudly.

"Don't cry in a hurry." Chu Ji frowned, like ants on a hot pot, "No one can keep the Supreme Harmony Temple once the deputy city lord dies. Where is your head seat now?"

"The first senior brother may be at the host, or he may have gone down the mountain with Ling Mu senior brother." Si Zhan said, wiping away tears.

"You go to them now and tell them to leave the Taihe Temple to take refuge temporarily. I guess once the palace gets the news of the death of the deputy city lord, they will definitely come to make trouble." Chu Ji said.

Si Zhan nodded hurriedly.

After Si Zhan left, Chu Ji said to Si Jin who had been lying on the bed: "Little master, it is not an option to sit and wait for death. They forced the deputy city lord of Beijing to go to the northern border to guard the border, in fact, they came for Taihe Temple and you Yes. Without the protection of Deputy City Lord Jing, Taihe Temple is not a safe place. Just to be on the safe side, I must take you away."

Jingwang.Sijin kept repeating the name.

But it's strange, he obviously has no impression of these two words at all, but just now when Si Zhan said "the deputy city lord is dead", his heart still sank.

It was like opening an ice cave and smashing the stone down heavily.

There is no echo, but the coolness is biting.

"Someone started to do something." He said suddenly, "Someone waited patiently until today, and finally, they started to do something."

That night, with the order from the first temple, more than 100 monks from the whole temple all evacuated from Taihe Temple, went down the mountain from four directions, and moved into the village at the foot of the mountain.

Almost as soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, countless huge flints struck from all directions, engulfing the Taihe Temple in a sea of ​​flames.

Looking at the raging fire on the hillside, the host with the support of Ling Song and Ling Mu still had tears in his eyes: "Deputy City Master Jing's ten years of hard work has been destroyed by my hands now!"

Ling Mu comforted him: "The vice city lord of Beijing has a spirit in the sky, the presiding officer should not be sad."

Ling Song also said: "After this catastrophe, the Taihe Temple will inevitably be reborn from the ashes."

The host then withdrew her tears and asked, "I worked so hard just now, how is Sijin? He has a big belly, and he can't stand all kinds of troubles."

Ling Song was also worried, and said, "I'll go and have a look."

He walked a few steps, and saw that all the monks in the temple were there, as well as the soft sedan chair Sijin was riding in.Ling Song glanced at it from afar, then he felt relieved, he called Chu Ji, and said, "Sijin will trouble you next time."

Chu Ji hurriedly said: "It should be. It's just..."

"Just what?" Ling Song asked.

Chuji said: "It's just that when I went down the mountain just now, little master Si Zhan seemed to have left something in the temple and went back to get it. I advised her not to go, but she didn't listen. Doesn't she know that there are flint stones placed around the Taihe Temple?" Is it gone?"

Ling Song's face darkened after hearing this, and he quickly got on his horse and ran towards the mountains.

Sijin lifted the curtain, showing a slightly pale face: "What did you just say?"

Chu Ji put away his worried expression, forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. It's very cold. Little master, be careful of the wind."

"You just said, what's wrong with Si Zhan?" Si Jin persisted.

Chu Ji didn't speak for a while.He didn't think there was anything just now, but now that he thinks about it, he realizes that he shouldn't have said those words.At that moment, the flints flew all over the Taihe Temple, and there was nowhere to hide.Little Master Si Zhan is probably in danger.

He only hated that he was in a hurry at that time, he just advised her not to turn back, but he didn't expect to stop her directly.

Looking at Sijin's paler face now, Chuji felt guilty for a while, and could only hope that little master Sizhan would come back safely.

Everyone huddled in a dilapidated shabby room and waited until dawn. The wind and snow gradually subsided, and the long-lost sunshine shone on the earth again.

There was a sound of horse crowing, and all the monks looked over and saw that it was the first horse.

"Where's Si Zhan?" The host asked Ling Mu tremblingly, without letting Ling Mu help him.He stayed up all night, and his deep eye sockets are now red.

Ling Song shook his head.With a serious face, he said, "I only found this."

It was a half-burned shoe.Thoughtful.