Chapter 907 The Ancient Temple Is Still There Today, and the Old Man Returns to the West

"Senior brother, don't believe it," Xia Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the reason, her chest rose and fell, and she pointed at Yi Lin's nose seriously: "The magic stick is fooling you!"

Xia Xiaoman learned a lot of new vocabulary from Yi Lin,

The word "flicker" is used here, and the context is appropriate.

But Yi Lin was a little puzzled, let's not say that this "magic stick" is actually unfounded,

To take a step back, he was really fooled by the magic stick, so what does it matter to you?

Since Xia Xiaoman has repeatedly confirmed that there is no such person as "Xia Ruxue" in the Dagan Imperial Palace, Yi Lin can only put this question back to the bottom of her heart for the time being, and go to the Xia Clan's ancestral temple to check when she has time.

...

After the three settled down in Yingxue Pavilion, the news that Princess Dagan returned to Qingdu after "resurrecting from the dead" spread throughout the city overnight.

Many concubines, concubines and relatives of the emperor in the palace politely sent boxes and boxes of gift boxes.

Yi Lin opened it for Xia Xiaoman to see that there were various kinds of congratulatory gifts in those gift boxes, including silk and satin, rare medicinal herbs, exquisite sabers, rouge and gouache, and precious jewelry.

Xia Xiaoman doesn't have the habit of makeup and dressing up on weekdays, he is used to being poor. Furthermore, at this time, the Daqian Dynasty was troubled by internal and external troubles, wars were raging outside, and the feudal lords rebelled. She couldn't enjoy any more gifts. She sat cross-legged in the middle of a pile of brocade boxes that were as tall as a person, her eyebrows were tightly knit, and she looked depressed.

...

"Why did you shave your head and escape from Qingdu?"

Looking at the sullen little junior sister sitting in the pile of gifts, Yi Lin casually sniffed and pinched the pile of precious medicinal materials, looking for medicinal materials that can be made into seasoning powder, while asking.

A master of soul cooking, Yi Lin is destined to spend her whole life on the path of pursuing delicious food.

Xia Xiaoman glared at senior brother: "Senior brother, can you stop talking about shaving your head?"

"Okay, I promise I won't mention you shaving your head again." Yi Lin nodded and agreed, "So, why did you shave your head?"

"..." Xia Xiaoman gritted his teeth, his golden core cultivation level fluttered, and he accidentally crushed a brocade box containing Nanzhan Buzhou Yeming Pearl, and even the box and the beads were shattered.

She then decided not to argue too much with this hateful senior, and explained the reason why she fled Qingdu back then.

"three years ago,

Xiaoman shaved his head...ahhhhhh, Xiaoman left the celebration because..."

...

In those days,

It was a dark and windy night.

Xia Xiaoman was sleeping soundly in the deep palace.

A court lady sneaked into Xia Xiaoman's Yingxue Pavilion, saying that she was the late emperor's successor and wanted to take her away from Qingdu. At that time Xia Xiaoman was unwilling, but the court lady was not an ordinary person, she subdued Xia Xiaoman in an instant, flew over the eaves and walls, and brought Xia Xiaoman to the Peace Temple.

Xia Xiaoman didn't know exactly what happened. When she woke up again, the mysterious court lady changed into a monk's clothes for her, shaved her head, and left Qingdu overnight with a group of monks.

On the way, Zen Master Kuye personally handed over the national treasure of the Daqian Dynasty, namely the Human Emperor's Seal, to Xia Xiaoman's hands, and told Xia Xiaoman to keep it safe and never fall into the hands of others.

At this point, Yi Lin finally understood how Xia Xiaoman escaped from Qingdu with his head shaved four years ago. After pondering for a moment, Yi Lin wondered, "Wait, why is the Human Emperor's Seal in the hands of Zen Master Kuye?" ?”

"Human Emperor's Seal?" Xia Xiaoman didn't seem to know the real name of the legendary item, and said strangely, "That's Zhen Guo Yuxi..."

"Come on, why is the Zhen Guo Yuxi in the hands of Zen Master Kuye?"

Xia Xiaoman shook her head, expressing her ignorance. In fact, four years ago, when she received the Zhenguo Yuxi from Zen Master Kuye after her head was shaved, she also looked dazed. Xia Xiaoman said: "Including me, everyone believes that the Zhen Guo Yuxi was passed on to my younger brother Ji Er after the death of the emperor."

When Yi Lin heard this, she was thoughtful: "In other words, Zen Master Kuye will know something about the origin of the jade seal of the Zhen Kingdom. It seems that it is necessary to go to the Peace Temple."

By the way, I can also find Wang Xiaohu, who has been away for four years, to see how he is doing now.

...

But I haven't had time to go to the Peace Temple,

Here in the palace, another strange thing happened.

The news of Princess Daqian returning from the dead and returning to Qingdu should have spread inside and outside the palace.

But her younger brother, Xia Jisheng, never came to Yingxue Pavilion to visit her sister, leaving Xia Xiaoman alone in the deep palace.

This drying is three days.

Every time Xia Xiaoman asked to see Xia Jisheng, the Prime Minister You, who was in charge of internal affairs, would come to Yingxue Pavilion immediately and inform Xia Xiaoman that the civil war was tense and Emperor Jisheng was inspecting the military camp, so he had no time to meet him. Guest Yunyun.

Later, Prime Minister You made several excuses, either reviewing the memorial until late at night was not suitable for meeting the eldest princess, or the dragon was not in good health and was infected with the wind and cold and it was not suitable for meeting guests. Later, Xia Xiaoman became anxious, but Prime Minister You said that Emperor Ji Sheng and the Empress Dowager were not in Qingdu now, and they had to go out on secret matters.

When Prime Minister You, who had stopped Xia Xiaoman again, stepped out of the door, Jian Nanchun and Yi Lin looked at each other, and said at the same time, "There is something tricky!"

Xia Xiaoman is not stupid, so she naturally realized that Prime Minister You's repeated blocking must be weird, but after she returned to the Qingdu Palace, she repositioned herself as the "Eldest Princess" in her words and deeds, and wanted to see herself When he was a younger brother, he followed the procedure honestly and made a report in advance... so much so that Xia Xiaoman has not been able to see his own brother so far.

The status of the "Eldest Princess" is useless.

At the beginning, Yi Lin also felt that it would be better to follow the rules and go through the process, and she still needs to give some points to the face of the current emperor.

But after three days of drying, Yi Lin felt that this face could not be given.

"Do you still remember when Li Qianqian said in the Black Wind and Sand Sea that the concubine Shu and the emperor in the Dagan Palace three years ago were fake?" Yi Lin recalled this matter.

Jian Nanchun was on the side, frowned, and interjected: "Isn't this human nature?"

"It's human nature. It's normal to find a substitute to stand in front of the fire, theft, and assassination. If I were the emperor, I might find more substitutes than him." Yi Lin laughed: "But now Come on, this matter doesn't seem to be that simple. Have you noticed that Prime Minister You's reaction was a little weird on the day Junior Sister came back?"

Xia Xiaoman was slightly taken aback: "Weird?"

Jian Nanchun lowered his head, his eyebrows stretched: "So that's the case! You really deserve to be Junior Brother Lin!"

Xia Xiaoman: "I said it's already this time, can you stop playing charades? You're almost dying of anxiety!"

Yi Lin explained: "Didn't you notice that the day you came back, the Shenwu Army saw you all the way, and it was like seeing a ghost. After all, you were confirmed to be clinically dead three years ago. We're all full."

"So?" Xia Xiaoman still didn't understand the deep meaning of his senior's words.

Jiannan Chunyun smiled lightly: "But Prime Minister You, when he saw you, he was too calm."

...

There are a lot of problems right now.

Even Xia Xiaoman himself didn't know why he went down the mountain this time.

In Jian Nanchun's words, the collapse of the great power and the replacement of dynasties are general trends, and the astrology has already foreshadowed. And Xia Xiaoman, a mere Golden Core cultivator, can stop this historical tide?

Jian Nanchun thought it was impossible.

However, besides being a Golden Core cultivator of Tianjianmen, Xia Xiaoman also has another identity, that is, the eldest princess of Daqian, the sister of the current emperor. From this level of status, if she didn't do something, it would be unreasonable.

After several rounds of discussion, it was still the most resourceful and insidious brother Lin Yi who gave an idea.

"Let's do this. The war is raging outside. It's the army's business. We can't control it. But as the saying goes, know the destiny, do your best, and do what you can. If you don't work hard, there will always be regrets. After returning to Qingdu for three days, now There are three doubts before us, we can split up and solve the problems before us first.”

"One, I'll go to Ping'an Temple to find Zen Master Kuye and Xiaohu to talk about the past. By the way, why did Emperor Xia Yuan hide the Zhenguo Yuxi in advance and hand it over to his junior sister four years ago;"

"Second, Brother Jian, go and check, what's wrong with Prime Minister You;"

"Three, it's easy for Junior Sister Xiaoman, go find your younger brother directly, whether it's a substitute or not, let's find out who he is."

Yi Lin temporarily figured out an idea, and Xia Xiaoman nodded repeatedly, feeling his head was in a mess, and the toilet suddenly opened up, suddenly enlightened.

"But..." Xia Xiaoman asked a question: "I'm not good at investigation!"

Yi Lin looked at her junior sister in bewilderment, and there seemed to be four words "Are you stupid" written in her eyes.

"When did I ask you to investigate honestly?"

"That……?"

"You are a Golden Core cultivator now! Don't always think of yourself as an ordinary person! Just ask directly! Do you understand by throwing stones to ask the way? Do you understand by drawing a sword? The truth is within the shooting range, do you understand?"

"Ah?" Xia Xiaoman was dumbfounded when he heard it, but after thinking about it, it seemed to make sense, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

The simple and crude plan was formulated in this way, without any twists and turns.

that day,

At sunset and dusk, when Qingdu was covered with a golden glow, Yi Lin came to the Peace Temple alone.

In the courtyard of Ping’an Temple, many tall pine trees were planted. After the cold winter and early spring, the pine trees in the courtyard are now quite bald, with dry fallen leaves falling down from time to time, and new shoots are stubbornly growing from the treetops. They are presenting a scene of withering and new life coexisting.

Three or two monks, dressed in plain sackcloth, were cleaning the courtyard.

A monk with a handsome face came to Yi Lin, first said Amitabha, and then asked Yi Lin why he came.

Yi Lin clasped her hands together, smiled, and replied, "Young Master Lao, let me know that a friend is coming from afar, asking to see Zen Master Kuye."

"Zen Master Kuye..." What Yi Lin didn't expect was that when he mentioned the name of Zen Master Kuye, the little monk lowered his eyebrows and sighed softly: "The benefactor is late. As early as three years ago, Kuye Chan Master Ye has passed away and ascended to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the Western Paradise."

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