Chapter 592: Old Matter Revisited

When Master Chenghai shouted these words, people also appeared outside and stopped in front of Master Chengche.

"Senior brother, it's already noon, how can we be on the road at any time?"

"And if you leave in such a hurry, I'm afraid outsiders will think that I, Ci'en Temple, did not entertain you well and lost my courtesy."

"Brother, please tell me in detail, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Master Chenghai stepped forward and took Monk Chengche's hand, looking like he was reluctant to let him leave.

Those who don't know really think that these two are brothers, how deep their relationship is.

Monk Chengcheng struggled to free himself, but in the end he could not break free from Master Chenghai's hand.

This made Monk Chengcheng slightly surprised and at the same time he frowned tightly.

"When did Junior Brother become so hospitable?"

"Aren't you always eager for us to leave during this time?"

Monk Chengcheng asked in a bad tone.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

"I didn't expect that senior brother would miss me so much."

Master Chenghai shook his head repeatedly and then explained:

"Senior brother, my temper is a bit slow, but in fact I am cold-faced and warm-hearted. You see how enthusiastic I am towards Fuhu Temple after we have gotten to know each other these past few days."

Li Xuan and the others felt speechless as they watched Master Chenghai open his eyes and tell lies.

But it can also be seen that Master Chenghai is really determined to keep them.

I'm afraid Master Chenghai also had some bad assumptions, thinking that letting Fuhu Temple leave would cause irreparable losses.

"Junior Brother Chenghai has this intention, so my trip to the capital will be in vain."

"But people always have to go home. We can't stay here forever."

"I have made up my mind to go. Junior brother, there is no need to say anything more. The disciples of Fuhu Temple are already ready to go, so we won't disturb them further."

Monk Chengche returned a Buddhist salute and said in a strong tone.

Master Chenghai couldn't help but frown. If he just let Monk Chengche leave, wouldn't he have asked Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince to help him in vain today?

But at this moment, he couldn't think of any good excuse to keep the Fuhu Temple disciples, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

At this time, Princess Ankang walked out of the room with Li Xuan in her arms and said to Monk Chengche:

"Is this Master Chengcheng from Fuhu Temple?"

Seeing Princess Ankang come out to talk, Monk Chengche frowned, but did not answer.

Master Chenghai breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to introduce Princess Ankang when she came out:

"Senior Brother Chengcheng, this is the current Thirteenth Princess, Her Royal Highness Princess Ankang."

At this time, the Eighth Prince also walked out, and Master Chenghai continued to introduce:

"This is His Highness the Eighth Prince."

Facing the serious princes and daughters, Monk Chengcheng had to bow to them first.

"I have met your two highnesses."

Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince nodded in greeting.

Master Chenghai took this opportunity and forced Monk Chengche into the room.

Monk Chengche initially refused, but Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince were there to persuade him and wanted to have a few words.

If they were not given even this bit of face, it would still appear that Fuhu Temple was arrogant, and Monk Chengcheng would have to be patient and stay a little longer.

But Monk Chengche immediately discovered that Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince were very interested in Fuhu Temple for some reason. They kept asking questions, so that their conversation was almost never interrupted at the right time.

It was only when the disciples from Fuhu Temple came to ask Monk Chengcheng for instructions that the ongoing conversation had a chance to pause.

Monk Chengcheng suddenly realized that it was getting late. Even if he was unwilling to do so, he could only stay one more day with the efforts of Master Chenghai, Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince.

Only then did Monk Chengche realize that Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince were also with Master Chenghai.

It's just that he can't understand that Master Chenghai is so close to these two princes and princesses. He can even talk to these two people about household matters between the two temples.

In the evening, Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince even stayed to have a vegetarian meal together, maintaining their interest in Fuhu Temple throughout the whole process.

But at this time, Monk Chengcheng had come to his senses and immediately said harshly:

"It can be seen that the two highnesses have some affinity for Fuhu Temple."

"If there is a chance, I hope that your two highnesses can come to Fuhu Temple in Jiangnan Road as a guest."

"When I leave the capital tomorrow, I don't know if I will be able to meet your two highnesses by chance."

Although Monk Chengcheng spoke tactfully, he firmly expressed his intention to leave.

Looking at Monk Chengcheng's leaving figure, Princess Ankang said quietly:

"Master Chengcheng, there was some unpleasant quarrel between Ci'en Temple and Fuhu Temple before. I don't think there is a conclusion yet. Is it really okay for you to leave like this?"

Monk Chengcheng paused as he left, but replied without turning his head: "Your Highness, you have to ask your descendants for your funeral arrangements."

"This is a peaceful place for Buddhism, so there is no need to worry too much about the evaluation of the outside world."

After Monk Chengcheng finished speaking, he quickened his pace and soon disappeared.

Li Xuan frowned, not because he had any objection to Monk Chengche's words, but because he felt something was wrong with his state today.

Monk Chengcheng had a violent temper before, but today his behavior seems less fiery and fierce, and is much softer.

At least the words are not as ugly as before, and I am willing to spend more words to speak more clearly.

"Is it just because Ankang and Laoba have royal backgrounds?"

Based on Monk Chengcheng's previous temper, Li Xuan felt that the royal family might not have much of a deterrent effect on him.

Master Chenghai looked at Princess Ankang and the Eighth Prince and couldn't help but sigh.

Now that Monk Chengche has decided to leave, even if they receive news about Jiangnan Road, the Fuhu Temple disciples will have already left the capital.

"Master Chenghai, don't worry, we will notify you as soon as there is news." The Eighth Prince saw what Master Chenghai was thinking and comforted him immediately.

Master Chenghai nodded and personally sent the two of them away from Ci'en Temple. They parted in front of the temple gate.

On the way back, Princess Ankang also talked about today's events with the Eighth Prince.

The Eighth Prince was the first to complain: "That old monk from Fuhu Temple is really weird. He has to hide something and cannot explain it openly."

"Even if the disciple said something wrong, there is no need to be so harsh, right?"

"I heard from other masters in the temple that they are just a few novice monks, and they are still ignorant children."

The Eighth Prince shook his head, obviously talking about Monk Chengche's severe punishment of the disciples who spoke rudely.

Princess Ankang nodded aside, feeling that Monk Chengche had gone too far. Even if the rules in the temple were strict, he should not be so harsh on children.

"Just looking at Master Chengcheng's appearance today, maybe he has some difficulties."

Princess Ankang's words made the Eighth Prince shake his head: "I think it's Fuhu Temple's problem. Otherwise, how can we be ostracized? It's not like everyone else in Jiangnan Road has ill intentions towards Fuhu Temple, right?"

"I see, this matter is certainly not simple."

"Maybe Fuhu Temple came to Beijing this time just to ask Ci'en Temple to wipe their ass."

Princess Ankang did not comment on the eighth prince's speculation.

To be fair, this possibility is not completely impossible.

But at this moment, the carriage window was lifted and then dropped again.

In Princess Ankang's arms, there was an extra black cat.

"Axuan, you are back."

"How about it?"

Princess Ankang touched Li Xuan's head and asked quickly.

The eighth prince on the side also looked over curiously.

When they left the temple just now, Li Xuan did not get on the carriage with them, but sneaked back to Ci'en Temple.

Princess Ankang had a tacit understanding and got on the carriage calmly, and she probably guessed what Li Xuan was going to do.

"Those little novice monks all have skin wounds."

"It's hard to get out of bed when I look at the pain and soreness."

"But you'll be fine after a few days of rest, nya."

After hearing what Li Xuan said, the eighth prince did not bother to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and immediately said:

"Did the old monk of Fuhu Temple deliberately keep people around?"

"Is there a conspiracy? Or is Fuhu Temple in danger?"

The Eighth Prince spoke confidently in the first half of the sentence, but then seemed hesitant in the second half.

In his opinion, the former is more likely.

After all, Fuhu Temple made excessive demands on Ci'en Temple as soon as it came to the capital. Now that the demands have not been met, it is completely possible to find another way and not take the ordinary path.

The Eighth Prince did not think that his thoughts were too dark, but he felt that if something happened to these young monks from Fuhu Temple in Ci'en Temple, it would indeed be a good excuse for Fuhu Temple to launch an attack.

Moreover, Monk Chengcheng left early, which completely cleared his suspicions.

In the opinion of the Eighth Prince, Fuhu Temple is completely capable of such a thing.

So, first impression is really important.

Although the Eighth Prince did not express his thoughts, Princess Ankang could probably guess that he was thinking the worst about Fuhu Temple.

But Princess Ankang felt that Monk Chengche was far from that bad.

When they met for the first time, they peeked in the room to watch a Buddhist debate between the two monasteries.

It was said that he was arguing about Buddhism, but it was Li Xuan who unilaterally bullied the big tiger raised in Fuhu Temple.

At that time, it was difficult for anyone to have a good impression of the arrogant Fuhu Temple, and Princess Ankang could also understand the eighth prince's thoughts.

It’s just that Princess Ankang has different ideas.

"I specifically left the future of the temple in Ci'en Temple because I think it would be in danger outside the capital."

"I can't say, maybe these little novice monks still have the inheritance of Fuhu Temple hidden in their bodies."

When Li Xuan heard this, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Princess Ankang held down Li Xuan first and said quickly: "Oh, Ah Xuan, why are you so anxious?"

"Master Chengcheng hasn't left yet, so you're not afraid of being caught and taking the stolen goods. By then, Ci'en Temple won't be able to protect you, and the conflict between the two temples may be deepened. After all, you still bear the title of the protector of Ci'en Temple. head."

But Li Xuan was not willing to listen. He just wanted to go to Ci'en Temple to confirm whether the young novice monks had any martial arts secrets hidden in them.

You know, Li Xuan is very coveted by Monk Chengche's Vajra Shadow Kung Fu.

If he can learn this trick, Li Xuanke will be in the limelight when he goes out in the future.

Although Li Xuan was held by Princess Ankang, his two front paws firmly climbed up the window, and Princess Ankang dragged him up.

"Axuan, calm down!"

Yu'er also stepped forward to help dissuade Li Xuan. Seeing that Li Xuan was really disobedient, she hit him on the head with her hand, making a thumping sound.

The Eighth Prince on the side looked at him in a daze, feeling that it was neither helpful nor unhelpful.

And listening to the sound of Li Xuan's head being struck, he made an incomprehensible comment:

"Hey, the voice is so crisp!"

Li Xuan, who had climbed to the car window, immediately turned his head and glared at the eighth prince, who was so frightened that he trembled all over.

"I...I, I am, I mean, that, voice..."

The Eighth Prince subconsciously shrank to a corner of the carriage, and suddenly felt difficulty breathing, dizziness, and weakness all over. It was as uncomfortable as possible.

"Spicy pills!"

The eighth prince couldn't turn his head. He couldn't make up the lie he wanted to make up. Only these two words kept wandering in his mind.

…

Li Xuan finally let the eighth prince go and spared his life.

But he also left a profound lesson to the Eighth Prince.

I don't know if the Eighth Prince, with his painted face tomorrow, will be misunderstood as having been deceived by some young lady.

But at this moment, Li Xuan had no intention of thinking about Lao Ba's romantic affairs. Instead, he was discussing important matters with the two managers.

"Fuhu Temple on Jiangnan Road?"

After listening to Li Xuan's description, Manager Shang and Zhao Feng couldn't help but look thoughtful.

"That Monk Chengcheng does have some problems, but it doesn't seem like he has any ill intentions towards Ci'en Temple."

Zhao Fengxian spoke.

"In recent days, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has received a lot of news that Chengche and Chenghai frequently visited Chongfu Temple."

"But if he had a special purpose for Ci'en Temple, he would not leave at this time."

"The New Year will be here in a few days, and the capital will be even more lively by then. It will be easier to fish in troubled waters with too many people and too many distractions."

"I'm afraid there is still something wrong with Fuhu Temple itself, but we haven't received any special information."

Zhao Feng expressed his inference based on the current intelligence from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but he could not get any definite explanation.

On the other hand, Manager Shang on the side muttered: "Jiangnan Road? Why is it Jiangnan Road again?"

Seeing this, Zhao Feng immediately asked: "Godfather, why do you say this?"

"Feng'er, do you still remember?"

"Last year's locust plague caused the most severe damage to Jiangnan Road."

"At the beginning, local officials in Jiangnan Province were afraid of being held responsible and often concealed the truth. By the time the capital received the news, it was already much too late."

"I remember that the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent people to investigate. Is this possible?"

Manager Shang confirmed with Zhao Feng.

When this matter was mentioned, Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly, but he still nodded and acknowledged the matter.

Manager Shang felt a little unhappy when he saw that Zhao Feng didn't answer the question immediately.

As the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Zhao Feng should be well aware of the details of such an operation.

Manager Shang has resigned from the post of General Manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs for many years. Although he still controls some power, Zhao Feng personally handles the management of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Manager Shang knew that there was such an action, it was already in his memory.

But Zhao Feng, who is the general manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, should be able to pick it up easily. Now that he has started, Zhao Feng did not go on to explain the details of the information. This is Zhao Feng's dereliction of duty in the eyes of General Manager Shang.

In the opinion of Mr. Shang, this kind of low-level mistake should not be made.

They are all warriors, and they can't use their old age and poor memory to fool things.

As long as the cultivation level is still there, the physical fitness is several times that of ordinary people, and the mind is far from being confused.

Zhao Feng had been observing his words for a lifetime, and naturally saw that his godfather was angry. He immediately sighed and said bitterly:

"Godfather, he was responsible for leading the team to investigate the locust plague in Jiangnan Province..."

"It's Zhao Bugao."