Chongwen Hall, Zhang Qiu Taiyi, Fang Yanqian, Li Gang, Lu Mulin and others sat together, discussing the latest intelligence development. After listening to Lu Mulin's intelligence, Mai Tiezhang first buzzed: "Many carriages entered Daxing Temple. It seems that the bald donkeys in Daxing Temple are not giving up. Your Highness, let me lead my troops to flatten them."

Li Gang said bluntly: "Master Mai, there are only 500 guards in the Eastern Palace now. How many do you want to take to pacify Daxing Temple? Don't forget that there are 3,000 monks in Daxing Temple, and even if one-third are monks, there are 1,000 people. Where can you put the prince in safety?"

When Mai Tiezhan asked, he was speechless and could not speak. Li Gang was extremely scheming in his work, but Mai Tiezhan did things without hesitation. I don’t know how many times he had been criticized by Li Gang. In the Eastern Palace, the person Mai Tiezhan was most afraid of was Li Gang.

"Actually, if you want to flatten Daxing Temple, it's not impossible. It depends on whether Your Highness can make up his mind." Zhang Qiu Taiyi said slowly.

Seeing that Zhang Qiu Taiyi supported him, Mai Tiezhang was immediately overjoyed: "It's still the Taoist priest who has a way, could it be to mobilize the Imperial Guard?"

"no."

"If it is not the Imperial Guard, how can there be any soldiers?" Mai Tiejian asked in confusion.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi showed a mysterious smile: "Of course there is, but you have to make the decision on this. If Lord Mai wants to know, please ask Your Highness directly?"

Of course, Yang Yong knew where the troops Zhang Qiu Taiyi said came from. In addition to Daxing Temple, Taoism is not small, especially after Guangyuan was named the real person of the country, Taoism was greatly expanded. Although from the perspective of the whole country, Taoism is far less than temples, but the power of the two in the capital is not much different. Tongmiao Temple also has three thousand Taoist priests, many of them just practice martial arts diligently like the monks of Daxing Temple. Since Guangyuan was caught by Yang Yong from the beginning, Guangyuan, the master of the temple was just a puppet, and the real power of Tongmiao Temple is in the hands of Zhang Qiu Taiyi.

Now as long as Yang Yong nods, Zhang Qiu Taiyi can immediately pull out the Taoist priests from Tongmiaoguan to attack Daxing Temple. Perhaps the strength of Tongmiaoguan and Daxing Temple was comparable in size, but after losing more than 100 most elite monks, Daxing Temple is definitely not a match for Tongmiaoguan. Moreover, Tongmiaoguan takes action and involves the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism. Even if it is discovered and stopped by the yamen runners or the army in the middle, it will not have much impact on the East Palace.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi stared at Yang Yong with his eyes tightly, looking forward to the prince nodding. As a monk, Zhang Qiu Taiyi may not be interested in other matters. The Taoist sect can overcome Buddhism, but it is one of Zhang Qiu Taiyi's lifelong wishes. However, the Taoist doctrine is still far from the attractiveness of Buddhism to the people. Even with Yang Yong's full support, the Taoist sect can only draw with Buddhism in the capital.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi understood that if Buddhism and Taoist sect had the support of imperial power at the same time, it would be almost impossible for Taoist sect to overwhelm Buddhism by relying solely on doctrine. Only by suppressing imperial power can Taoism completely overwhelm Buddhism. Since Daxing Temple is blatantly fighting with imperial power, Zhang Qiu Taiyi believes that the prince will not tolerate it. Now it is the best opportunity. If the prince allows Tongmiaoguan to take action against Daxing Temple, then there will be no place for Buddhism to accommodate in the world in the future.

To be honest, if Daxing Temple was destroyed, this temptation would be great for Yang Yong. He thought that it would lead to Taoism as the dominant one in the future, but Yang Yong hesitated. Although Yang Yong supported Tongmiao Temple in the first place to deal with Daxing Temple, Yang Yong knew that religion could not dominate one by one, and that both Buddhism and Taoism would require restrictions. If Daxing Temple did not send more than 100 monks to welcome Yang Guang outside the city, Yang Yong would never use powerful means to eradicate Daxing Temple.

"Your Highness, where did the troops come from?" Seeing that Yang Yong had not spoken for a long time, Mai Tiezhang couldn't help asking.

"The military force Zhang Qiu Aiqing still refers to the Taoist priest of Tongmiao Guanzhong."

As soon as Yang Yong finished speaking, Li Gang immediately objected: "Your Highness, no, Daxing Temple is still a royal temple. If you do not have your Majesty's will, you must not deal with it at will."

Yang Yong looked at the others: "What do you think?"

Although Lu Mulin had a good relationship with Zhang Qiu Taiyi, he shook his head and opposed it: "Your Highness, Daxing Temple has too much relations, so it is necessary to eradicate it. The emperor can only issue an order, otherwise chaos in the country will probably occur."

As soon as Li Gang and Lu Mulin said, others hurriedly opposed it. Indeed, if Tongmiao Temple was allowed to wipe out Daxing Temple, where would the Da Sui law be established and would the Taoist temples in the local area be effectively prevented? This is all a big problem.

Zhang Qiu Taiyi asked unwillingly: "Does Your Highness not take action even though he knew that Daxing Temple was conspiring?"

Fang Yanqian frowned: "Your Highness, Daxing Temple is just a disease of scabies. Now His Highness King Jin is in our hands, and the Eastern Palace has firmly grasped the victory scroll. When Your Highness ascends the throne, whether Daxing Temple is life or death is all in your mind. Why should Your Highness still worry about Daxing Temple now?"

Fang Yanqian's words made everyone nodded repeatedly. At present, as long as the prince dragged him to the emperor's death, all conspiracies were useless. Yang Yong slapped the table: "Okay, then let these bald donkeys have a good time for a few more days."

In Daxing Temple, Yuwen Shu and Yuwen Mi entered the courtyard. As soon as they got off the carriage, a novice monk with beautiful eyebrows came up to lead the way: "Two sirs, elders, please invite me."

Their carriage drove directly into the backyard. Except for the monks in Daxing Temple, all pilgrims could not enter, which seemed extremely quiet. In addition, the shade of green trees and the breeze made people feel refreshed.

"Where is Lord Pei?" Yuwen Shu looked at the two novice monks and asked. Although they contacted Yang Guang, they had never known that there was such a good place behind Daxing Temple.

The little novice monk on the left folded his palms and recited Amitabha Buddha before replying: "The two adults are a little at ease, and they will naturally meet Mr. Pei and others later."

"Mr. Pei and others?" Yu Wen Mi repeated it and said in confusion: "Is there anyone else besides Pei Ju?"

The little novice monk on the right smiled slightly: "Sir, today is still an important day. Not only will Mr. Pei come, but many adults will come. You will know when you see it."

There were other people coming, Yuwen Shu and Yuwen Mi felt excited. Since they received support from Daxing Temple for King Jin, their confidence has increased greatly. King Jin will definitely attract many aristocratic families through Daxing Temple. However, the two of them have not known who they have always been. Now the answer is known. The two of them are excited and nodded: "Okay, lead the way."

As the two little monks walked hundreds of meters, a tall temple appeared in front of them. Dozens of monks stood on both sides with Zen sticks, as if an army maintaining order. A white-bearded monk and Pei Ju came out together. Pei Ju said first: "Puyang Duke, Pingchang Duke, Ju will come first, this is Elder Huiyuan."

Huiyuan Heshi said: "Two generals, I am polite."

Huiyuan had been the abbot of Daxing Temple for ten years. Of course, Yuwen Shu and Yuwen Mi knew each other and hurriedly replied. The four of them entered the hall together. They saw that more than a dozen people had sat in the hall. When they saw the two of them coming in, they stood up to greet them: "Two generals, you are polite."

"Mr. Lu, Lord. Li, Lord. Yuan, Lord. Feng, Lord. Wang, Lord. Yang..."

Looking at the dozens of representatives of officials from various aristocratic families in front of them, Yuwen Shu and Yuwen Mi felt dizzy. They thought it would be good to see seven or eight people this time, but they didn't expect to see dozens of people all at once, and there were seven or eight people above them. The officials gathered here accounted for almost 50% or 60% of the aristocratic families in the capital. If the families behind them all support King Jin, it would be easy to make King Jin ascend the throne.

Of course, this situation is impossible. For example, Pei Ju is here, which does not mean that everyone in the Pei family will support King Jin. On the contrary, most of the Pei family support the prince. Most of the families here are children of side families or unsuccessful people in the family. They support King Jin because the family itself competes for power and profit. If they have the merit of following the dragon, they can naturally take the power of the family from their direct descendants.

It is probably the first time that so many people gathered together. After everyone gave the ceremony, they started to talk. Everyone added a lot of confidence. However, the shadow of King Jin's failure to arrive on time still enveloped everyone. After Yuwen Shu and Yuwen Mi arrived, some officials came one after another, and Zhixuan announced that everyone was here.

The snake is not good without a head. Although so many people gather together, they have no substantial purpose. They are clamoring for a long time, and they have too many differences, so they can only wait for the King of Jin to enter Beijing.

Several days passed, and the emperor's body became even weaker in Renshou Palace. On that day, the emperor had just fallen asleep, and a gust of wind blew up. The emperor only felt that there was an extra figure in the room. The figure's face was blurry and he couldn't see who it was. He was just covered in blood.

Yang Jian asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"

"Haha, haha, haha" a creepy voice came: "Grandpa, you don't know me anymore?"

"You are Yuwen Chan, aren't you dead?"

"I am dead, but you killed me. Not only did you take away my country, but you also killed me. Now that the retribution has come to an end, you will repay my life?"

"No, no, don't come over?" Yang Jian screamed in fear, his whole body was covered in cold sweat. After waking up, he realized that it was a dream. He felt very uneasy and hurriedly shouted: "Come, come."

"Emperor, the emperor, I am here." Mrs. Xuanhua and Mrs. Ronghua were awakened and rushed over.

"Go and call Yuan Yan, Liu Shu and others to pass on my will. I will quickly enter Beijing tomorrow and tell the prince to come to Renshou Palace to meet him."
Chapter completed!