After she left the palace, she breathed a long sigh of relief, turned her head to look at the palace, and shook her head.
Finally passed this level.
Finally, the anger of the father was calmed down.
This smelly monk is really non-stop!
If it wasn't for him, he would definitely have fallen out with his father, and his father might directly kill him and depose him.
Even if he has clairvoyance, he knows it in advance and avoids it, but if he escapes, the monk cannot escape the temple. If the father goes to the Vajra Temple, how can he escape?
Shaking her head, she came to the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, went straight to Fakong's courtyard, and found that he was not there, so she came to the Sutra Pavilion.
The bright sunlight shines into the glazed window, and shines on Fakong in front of the window, including the book in Fakong's hand.
The books in the Sutra Pavilion have increased too much, and many of them were collected from various places by him and enriched into the Sutra Pavilion.
Everyone in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple can read it.
However, he was the only one who came to read books in the entire outer courtyard of the King Kong Temple, and no one else entered the Sutra Pavilion.
After she came in, she coughed lightly.
Fakong put down his book and looked at her. In the sunlight, he was as warm as jade, with a calm and gentle smile: "Is the emperor angry?"
"What do you think!" Chu Ling snorted, "Father is not a Buddha, even a Buddha is angry!"
Fakong said: "Does the emperor want to meet with me?"
"I don't want to." Chu Ling shook his head: "Father is very angry, but he doesn't mean to meet you, and he still pretends not to be angry, so I don't want to say anything."
Of course, I have to explain my father's real reaction to the monk clearly, so that he doesn't know the severity.
You must know that the father is really angry, the monk has reached the bottom line of the father, and if he takes a step forward, he will really turn his face.
Fakong said, "You don't want to see me?"
"Um."
"Your majesty is really calm, and he has a profound skill in nourishing qi, I admire it." Fakong laughed.
"You can still laugh!" Chu Ling said angrily: "What are you thinking, are you really confused?"
Fakong shook his head: "That's it, please come and meet the emperor, let's meet at Lingkong Temple."
"Father will not see you." Chu Ling said.
Fakong said: "I have something important to clarify with the emperor, so as not to cause any misunderstanding."
Chu Ling shook his head: "Who can change what the father decides? The father decides not to see you, even if the empress mother and the emperor's grandmother persuade him, it will not work."
"Let Concubine Leng help persuade me." Fakong said.
Chu Ling snorted.
Fakong smiled and said, "Go."
"Imperial Concubine Leng" Chu Ling curled her red lips, "It's fine if she doesn't get into trouble!"
Fakong smiled and said: "It doesn't matter."
Seeing her like this, Chu Ling could only agree: "When will I see you?"
"The sooner the better." Fakong said: "Follow the emperor's wishes."
"Okay." Chu Ling left again.
A quarter of an hour later, she went back and forth, humming: "Father is going to Lingkong Temple at noon."
Sitting in the sun, Fakong slowly put down the book: "Then go see the emperor, let's go."
"Father won't be there until noon."
"Go there early and wait for the holy driver."
"Father will leave early?" Chu Ling understood immediately, and followed Fakong out of the Sutra Pavilion, followed the corridor on the lotus pond to the abbot's courtyard, then passed through the moon gate, passed through the release pool, and left the King Kong Temple outer courtyard.
When he arrived at Lingkong Temple, he had just stepped into the abbot's courtyard, before Chu Ling could even go to the Abode to find Xu Qingluo, when he heard Fakong's voice: "Your Majesty, please come in."
He stood in the middle of the yard and flicked his sleeves lightly.
A moment later, footsteps sounded, but it was Chu Xiong and Leng Feiqiong who came hand in hand. Chu Xiong looked unkind and stared at Fakong coldly.
Fakong Heshi smiled: "I have seen the emperor."
"I have met Master." Leng Feiqiong paid a tithe.
Fakong smiled and waved his hands: "You are welcome, concubine, it's just a cover-up, don't take it seriously."
"Under the witness of everyone, and taking refuge under the master, how can it be child's play?" Leng Feiqiong said lightly.
Fakong smiled and shook his head, looking at Chuxiong.
Chu Xiong said coldly: "What do you want to tell me? I want to give you another temple? I'm afraid you are not satisfied."
Fakong smiled and stretched out his hand: "The emperor calm down, let's sit down and talk."
Chu Xiong snorted, and reluctantly sat down under Leng Feiqiong's tuggingAt the stone table.
Xu Qingluo came in lightly, served tea, and then stepped aside, but did not go out, even though the surrounding air was tense and it was difficult to breathe.
Fakong picked up the snow porcelain teacup, gestured to Chuxiong, and then took a sip.
With a snort, Chu Xiong picked up the Xueci teacup and took a sip.
No matter how angry you are, since you are here, you must talk about it to find out Fakong's intentions.
Fakong put down the teacup, sighed and said, "The emperor must think that because I took over the Xuankong Temple, I said that the fighting between the three dynasties should stop."
"Isn't it?" Chu Xiong asked unceremoniously.
Fakong shook his head calmly and said: "The order is reversed, because I think the three dynasties will be peaceful, so I accepted Xuankong Temple."
"Stop fighting?" Chu Xiong said: "We are willing, and Dayun is not willing. Dayun spent so much, not for the peace of the world, but to clean up our Dagan and Dayong."
Fakong said: "They have more than enough heart but not enough energy."
"Then what are we afraid of? Why should we stop fighting?" Chu Xiong said indifferently: "Strike while the iron is hot, pursue and fight fiercely, so that Dayun won't be relieved!"
Fakong smiled: "Your Majesty, you should know Zhenlongyuan."
"Zhen Longyuan" Chu Xiong frowned.
Fakong said: "The emperor should also know the details of Zhenlongyuan, that is where Dayun's real terror lies."
Chu Xiong's face became serious, not angry, but dignified.
Fakong said: "If Dayun can't suppress Zhenlongyuan, we will also suffer bad luck when we go big."
Chu Xiong frowned.
Fakong sighed and said: "The future I see is that there will be dragons flying out of Zhenlongyuan, wreaking havoc on the world, unrivaled, and even you, the emperor, will die under the dragon's claws."
"I¡ª?" Chu Xiong sneered.
Fakong nodded slowly and earnestly.
Chu Xiong frowned and stared at him.
Fakong said: "So what if we beat the big clouds to pieces? Once the flood dragon comes out, the whole world will be in a mess!"
Chu Xiong frowned: "Did the dragon be released by Dayun?"
Fakong nodded: "I'm afraid it was released by Dayun."
"Even if we let Dayun go, Dayun won't let us go!" Chu Xiong shook his head and said, "Fakong, you are wishful thinking."
"Even if Dayun doesn't want to let go, but Zhen Longyuan is haunted, and he is powerless to get revenge."
Chu Xiong said in a deep voice: "Once they suppress Zhen Longyuan, they will continue to take revenge, and there will be endless troubles."
"Zhenlongyuan" Fakong sighed, shook his head and said, "If you want to suppress it, I'm afraid Dayun can't do it by himself."
Chu Xiong looked at him with a frown.
Fakong said: "In the end, I'm afraid Dayun will need the help of Dagan and Dayong to suppress Zhenlongyuan."
Chu Xiong frowned, stood up and paced with his hands behind his back.
The gains and losses here are not that simple, and everything cannot be decided rationally, and sometimes it is very emotional.
Dayun didn't deal with Dagan and Dayong because he was afraid that Zhenlongyuan would lose control?
Not necessarily so.
So they want a truce, just wishful thinking.
Fakong said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will explain to Emperor Dayun the changes in Zhenlongyuan."
"That may not work either."
"What if Emperor Dayun decides not to bother?"
"I still need to discuss it with Dayong." Chu Xiong said in a deep voice.