The next moment, Fakong appeared in the back garden of Xinwang Mansion.
Prince Xin Chu Xiang stood on the corridor on the lake with his hands behind his back, looking at the lake under the moonlight, his mind was out of control.
Xu Miaoru had already fallen asleep in the water pavilion.
Fakong suddenly appeared, and he came back to his senses.
"Thank you, my lord." Fakong said.
Chu Xiang waved his hands, and said indifferently: "Xu Enzhi was just dragged in by someone, so he didn't attract attention. Seeing him is just a trivial matter."
Fakong smiled.
For Chu Xiang, it is easy to instruct a jailer, but it is not so easy for outsiders.
Generally, the wardens in big prisons are okay, and they can get in if they give some money and some power.
The warders in the dungeon are different.
These jailers are not ordinary people, most of them are veterans who have been killed, and they were raised by the court after being disabled.
These veterans are not short of money, and all of them are cynical and feel unfair. Why do these big men sit in Shenjing to enjoy the blessings, without frost or rain, and with a light order, these small soldiers have to fight with others, so they are especially resentful towards officials.
The people in the sky prison are all powerful officials, and if they fall into their hands, if you think about it, you will know that they will not have a good attitude, let alone accommodating.
Prince Xin was born as a soldier, he acts straightforwardly and impartially, and his prestige in the army is unparalleled, so he can easily pull out a bunch of confidantes.
Many of the wardens in the sky prison are his old subordinates. For him, letting Fakong see Xu Enzhi is just a matter of words.
Chu Xiang said: "Do you want to get him out? It's not too difficult."
"No need." Fakong shook his head.
Chu Xiang raised his eyebrows.
Fakong said with a smile: "Demotion from the capital is exactly what he wants, and he just doesn't want to go into this muddy water, so stay away from it."
"Ah¡ª!" Chu Xiang smiled wryly: "The third brother and the sixth brother really have no choice."
He is also very dissatisfied with the chaos in the court, but he is just an unfavored prince. His power seems to be great, but he is only limited to the law and order of Shenjing, and his power is limited, so he can't get involved in other matters.
What's more, I am also on the verge of falling, and I will fall down at any time.
Fakong smiled: "With the emperor here, we don't need to worryMy lord, that poor monk will leave."
"Master, I want to go to the frontier."
Fakong smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty, don't worry."
If the emperor really wants to punish him, it is useless to hide in the frontier, and there is no way to avoid the conflict between the two kings by hiding in the frontier.
The third prince, Prince Li, and the sixth prince, Prince Rui, are currently fighting fiercely, and it is difficult for the entire court to be alone.
Xu Enzhi is a role model if he wants to be alone.
"Oh¡ª¡ª, I really can't stand it!" Chu Xiang shook his head.
I am straight-tempered and irritable, and there is no way to change this. When I see these messy things, my anger surges up one after another.
I was afraid that I would not be able to suppress it after all, so I intervened angrily, and offended both the third brother and the sixth brother.
Of course, they have been offended almost enough now, but after all, they didn't tear themselves apart. They knew their temper and didn't make trouble for themselves.
After all, all the energy has to deal with the other party, and I don't want to waste energy on myself.
Fakong smiled and said: "My lord, let's wait and see what happens. As a small fish in the raging wind and waves, we can follow the trend as much as we can."
It's a pity that my Celestial Eye is not strong enough, and I can only see it for three months at present. If I can see it for ten or eight years, it will be more comfortable.
Unlike now, you still have to be cautious and not act recklessly.
The biggest function of Tianyantong at present is to follow the trend and take advantage of the trend, so as to protect yourself and the people around you, so that you can enjoy the beauty of the world and the beauty of life¡ª¡ª
In the early morning, the birds sing.
Fakong came out of the room with a stretched waist, and found something strange, but he didn't see Lin Feiyang.
Lin Feiyang rarely sleeps, so he is often up and busy at this time.
Fanning and Zhou Yang had already woken up. In order not to disturb his sleep, they went to the front to practice.
Yuan Sheng and the others chanted scriptures and had morning lessons in the Daxiong Hall.
In the entire outer courtyard, only old monks Fakong and Huiling slept the most.
The old monk Huiling is still lying on the crossbar that rings the bell, sleeping soundly, and there is no sign of waking up.
Fakong opened his eyes and found that Lin Feiyang was really not there. Could it be that he went to Guanyunlou to order food?
Fakong shook his head and stopped worrying.
&Those who believe it, those who find it ridiculous, can go and have a look. "
He continued: "The Vajra Buddhas in the outer courtyard of our Vajra Temple are the most accomplished masters of Vajra, not those illusory Buddhas and ancestors from other families. The golden bodies of these Buddhas are still in the Vajra Temple in Daxue Mountain. They are absolutely real. Imaginary!"
"Cough cough." Fakong coughed twice, indicating that enough is enough, don't go too far.
This kind of pulling and stepping is too troublesome.
"All right, let's not talk about it." Lin Feiyang also worked hard for the sake of the pilgrims, and finally said loudly: "You can go to the outer courtyard to offer incense, and experience the majesty of the Buddhas of the King Kong Temple in the past, although it is only one-tenth of the real golden body , is enough to appreciate its style!"
People became more and more curious, and some asked Lin Feiyang what the dharma names of these Buddhas were, and what was the Vajra Realm.
Fakong then eloquently explained it to them.
He spoke in a daze, and he knew at a glance that he was not a smart person, so he was easier to be trusted by people.
Fakong shook his head, too lazy to stop it.
He felt that Lin Feiyang was more worried than himself as the abbot, and he always wanted to keep increasing the number of pilgrims. He wished that everyone in Shenjing would become pilgrims in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.
Not too greedy, not too tired.
By the time they left Guanyun Tower, the news had spread, and most people knew that Master Fakong, the abbot of King Kong Temple, was going to cast a Buddha mantra to pray for rain.
It is not uncommon for eminent monks to open an altar to pray for rain in Shenjing, and many eminent monks have done this.
? Set up a Dharma altar in the temple, let all the pilgrims chant scriptures together, and ask the Buddha to bless the rain to relieve the drought of all living beings.
Unfortunately, none have been successful so far.
? At the beginning, there was a great deal of enthusiasm, but then there were very few people who responded, and the pilgrims were all learned, and they were all completely disappointed.
Now Fakong is here again.
More than half of the people became interested.
If there was no downpour in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, most people would not believe it or even bother to pay attention to it.
With that downpour, people were suspicious, curious and eager, hoping that he would really have such abilities.
When Fakong returned to the outer courtyard, he saw the fifty-four embroidered women in the Mingyue Embroidery Building standing in front, dressed in white like snow, with a white scarf covering their faces, graceful and graceful.
When they saw Fakong, they saluted together, and more than a hundred powers of faith entered the light wheel, allowing Fakong to breathe a sigh of relief.
What he needs most now is the power of faith.
If they don't come today, I will go to Mingyue Xiulou to see them and collect the power of faith.
When he came to the front yard, he saw old monk Huiling and another tall and straight old monk playing chess at the stone table by the Fangsheng pool.
The old monk Huiling yelled, while the old monk opposite was as steady as a rock, allowing the old monk Huiling to shout without being disturbed, and played chess steadily. </div>