Chapter 60: Ambushing the Buddhist Sect

"No. 11, do you think this team of cavalry is from Murong's mansion or from His Highness King Jin?" asked the single sitting man.

One of the other two people responded: "No matter whether he is the Murong Mansion or the King of Jin Mansion, we can only send the news out, so there will naturally be someone to deal with it. No. 10, you can see clearly how many people they have and what kind of weapons they have brought."

No. 10 is the man who was laughing just now. When he heard the question, he complained: "These bastards don't come in, how can I see clearly? This is the case No. 8."

"There are twenty-four people in total, twenty-three men and one woman, with a long sword hidden under the saddle, and the rest of the weapons unknown." The owner of the tea shed replied.

"Are there a woman?" No. 10 jumped up immediately: "Hurry up, prepare the pigeon, King Jin may be inside."

"National Eight still has the eyesight." No. 11 praised. A person next to him had already written down the paper with a pen, tore off the paper and rolled it up, and turned it to the back. After a while, a few cooing sounds of pigeons and vibrating feathers sounded.

It turns out that this teahouse is a group of tea owners and tea guests. In fact, these people belong to the system of the secret ward. There are at least thousands of teahouses in the country that are funded by the secret ward. Most of the owners of the teahouse choose some old couples as cover. Without the secret ward, the new affairs of the teahouse, the teahouse can appear nationwide in just a few years.

Of course, the owners of these tea sheds are just peripheral personnel of the Secret Guard. Only outstanding people among them will be absorbed into the Secret Guard. There are very few such people. The real Secret Guard is actually some tea guests who are mixed in it. It is through the tea shed as a foothold that the Secret Guard can hide in the country and be unknown to the public.

The two knights who bought food had no idea that their whereabouts had fallen into the eyes of others, and they notified the front with a carrier pigeon, but they chased the horse quickly. The knights in front also deliberately slowed down and waited for their companions. After a while, the two of them gathered together and immediately slowed down. They found a shade and stopped. The two of them took out the food from the cloth bag and distributed them one by one, each with a bun, two steamed buns and about three or four taels of beef. The knight who got the food jumped off the horse and chewed it next to his beloved horse.

Although these people dismounted and ate, they still formed a circle and protected the two people in the middle. The two were dressed exactly like the knights around them, both in their thirties, with yellow faces and morbid appearance. But if you look closely, you will still find that one of them seemed to have a slender figure, long legs and beehive waist, as if in a woman's form.

"Your Highness, Miss Murong, have something to eat." A knight handed the same food to the two in the middle.

These two people were indeed Yang Guang, the King of Jin, and the woman beside him was Murong Yan, the eldest lady of Murong Mansion. When the old lady of Murong Chili in Murong Mansion received the news that the emperor was sick, Yang Guang actually knew about the same time. His news naturally came from Pei Ju.

Yang Guang has been in a conflict over the years about fighting for the throne. After he became the chief steward of Yangzhou, the prosperity of Yangzhou made him feel a little happy. It is not bad to be a free and easy prince like this. Unlike Yang Guang in history who looked down on the prince, in the past ten years, both in literature and martial arts, Yang Guang has felt that he was not as good as the prince, so naturally he did not have the strong idea of ​​replacing it in history.

Yang Guang thought so, but the people around him might not think so, especially Murong Yan. She came to Yang Guang to provoke an internal struggle between Yang Guang and the prince. If Yang Guang had no intention of competing for the throne, what is the point of her being around Yang Guang? She often implies that Yang Guang should compete for the throne.

As Murong Yan's identity, he felt a little wronged even if he became Yang Guang's concubine. However, in order not to affect Yang Guang's image in the queen's eyes, Murong Yan was willing to become an unknown mistress. As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a steal. What's more, Murong Yan has been with Yang Guang for several years before he succeeded. Many servants in the King of Jin's Mansion know that Murong Yan's words are more effective than Princess Xiao's words.

Despite this, Yang Guang was still undecided. The reason that really prompted Yang Guang to make up his mind to fight for the throne was that after discovering that Zhang Heng was bribed by the Eastern Palace, Murong Yan took the opportunity to persuade Yang Guang to protect himself. Now the crown prince has not become an emperor, so he uses such a method on his brothers. If he is an emperor and empress, he will guarantee that he can be a free prince.

Yang Guang was very moved by Murong Yan's analysis. It was naturally better to be a prince of Xiaoyao than to be the emperor. Only then did Yang Guang really make up his mind to fight. If he didn't help, he could retreat to Jiangnan and divide the river with his elder brother and rule.

After years of hard work and convenience in Jiangnan, Yang Guang's power has penetrated most of the south, and even colluded with some former Chen Yunie, but the emperor was unaware of anything. When he learned that the emperor was seriously ill, Yang Guang knew that the opportunity to seize the world had finally come. He immediately came to the capital with his guards day and night.

After taking the food from the guards, Yang Guang chewed it in big mouthfuls. If such food was in the King of Jin's Mansion, Yang Guang would never have taken a bite, but he was eating it with relish. It has been more than ten days since he arrived here from Yangzhou. In the past ten days, he has basically been rushing non-stop. It is already good to be able to eat buns and cooked beef.

After eating it voraciously, he picked up the water bag and drank a few sips of water. Everyone wiped their mouths. Yang Guang stepped onto the horse's back and felt a piercing pain coming, and he couldn't help but moan.

"Prince, how are you doing? Do you want to go into the city to rest?" a guard asked in a deep voice.

In recent years, he has been pampering in Jiangnan and has been rushing for more than ten days. Yang Guang's thigh skin has been worn out, but Yang Guang has been gritting his teeth and insisting, and he has not even dared to rest for a day. If he arrives in the capital after the emperor dies and the prince has ascended the throne, it will be meaningless for him to rush over.

"No need, go!" A shouted, Yang Guang urged the horse to move forward, and the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of people continued to run forward.

At a mountain dozens of miles away from the capital, two monks were standing on a high place and looking at the official road hundreds of meters away. In the mountain depression not far from the two monks, hundreds of monks were silently reciting scriptures. The hundreds of monks were old and young, but hundreds of people were together. In addition to seeing their mouths slightly moving, the whole mountain depression was quiet.

"Senior brother, do you say that all the four elements of us monks are empty, and we really want to get involved in the battle for the throne?" Looking at the senior brothers below, the masters and uncles were silently chanting the scriptures, a young monk who was standing guard on the mountain couldn't help but ask another person.

"What do you know? The King of Jin worships Buddha with piousness, and the prince has no good feelings for Buddhism. He often says in private that our Buddhists occupy people's land and privately raise copper coins, which is not profitable for the country. It is not that the Buddhists are involved in the battle for the throne, and they really have to do so. If the prince has to ascend the throne and learn from Emperor Wu of Zhou to destroy Buddha again before, wouldn't it be another disaster for the Buddhists?"

"This is not that serious. Although the prince occasionally disrespects the Buddha, the princess respects the Buddha very much. The master and the master are too worried." The young monk said disapprovingly.

"This is called preparing for the future. Think about it, since the emperor ascended the throne, my Buddhism has developed rapidly. After the prince ascended the throne, even if the immortal Buddha was still restricted, it would be completely different if the King of Jin ascended the throne. Not only would there be no restrictions, but it would also be more polite to the Buddhists. My Buddha naturally wanted to choose King of Jin as the emperor."

"Oh, so that's it." The young monk suddenly said, but he didn't agree. Over the years, Buddhism has developed rapidly due to the strong support of the emperor, but its quality has become uneven. Many criminals have hid in Buddhism in order to avoid the government. The Buddhist sect, which was quiet and inaction in the past, has become a place to hide filth. If some restrictions are imposed on Buddhism, it seems that it is not impossible. Of course, the young monk dare not say these words.

On the official road, a smoke of dust aroused. After several days of travel, Yang Guang and his party finally arrived here. They were only dozens of miles away from Beijing. They had received information from the Murong family along the way. Although the emperor's illness was critical, it was still fine if he delayed it for more than ten days, which made Yang Guang relax.

"Wow." A guard from the Jin Palace in front shouted and stopped beside the official road. A guard said softly: "Prince, the monks from Daxing Temple are waiting for us five miles ahead. We went to the forest to change our clothes, horses, mixed with the monks from Daxing Temple, and returned to Beijing, so foolproof."

Yang Guang nodded: "Okay."

Everyone quickly got off the horse, led the horse into the woods, and walked along a weed-covered path towards the depression. After a few miles, the group walked for almost half an hour, and Yang Guang was supported by the two of them.

"Here, King Jin is here." The two monks guarding the mountain had already seen Yang Guang and his group, and the monks who were chanting the scriptures also quickly stood up to greet them.

Several miles away, hundreds of cavalrymen were lying here with horses and bells and grass, lying motionlessly for a whole day. Seeing a scout in front of them sending a signal, Yang Shi turned around and said, "Listen, except for King Jin, if anyone dares to resist, they can kill him."
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