From eunuch to emperor

Chapter 858

"Let's go."

Ma Xing had enough rest lying on the ground, and slowly got up.

He had the same idea as Fu Hui.

After suffering such a big defeat, Shi Le would be furious if he went back like this.

In a fit of rage, it is not impossible to behead them.

So, hide here and wait, and send a battle report back for help.

When the reinforcements arrived, Shi Le's anger should have subsided, and he would not kill people in a fit of anger.

Moreover, the two of them can discuss how to write the battle report.

Collecting the remnants of the escaped soldiers, Fuhui and Ma Xing entered Yangcheng.

The prefect hurriedly led people to greet him, and Fu Hui and Ma Xing immediately wrote a battle report and sent it to Xingqing City.

The courier rushed forward and sent it to Xingqing City immediately.

...

Xingqing City, the royal palace.

Ma Fang hurried into the harem with a battle report.

Walking to a warm pavilion, Ma Fang stopped, tidied herself up, and then carefully opened the door to enter.

Shi Le was playing chess with the imperial concubine Li Yan, and several court ladies were waiting on him, with a pot of charcoal fire beside him.

Li Yan held a chess piece in her hand, looking at the chessboard, she didn't know where to put the piece.

"Aifei is undecided."

Shi Le said with a smile.

Li Yan said coquettishly: "Your Majesty's chess skills are superb, and we agreed to let the concubines."

Shi Le laughed and said, "It's just a chess game, and it's not real. If you lose, try again."

Li Yan took the opportunity to mess up the chessboard, and said with a smile: "The king said, there is another game over there, the king will want..."

Li Yan hadn't finished coquettishly when Ma Fang came over and said: "Your Majesty, Zhenguo Temple battle report."

Ma Fang bent down and lowered his head, holding the battle report in both hands, and brought it to Shi Le, but he didn't dare to look up at Shi Le.

When Shi Le heard the battle report from Zhenguo Temple, his face immediately sank, and he stopped laughing with Li Yan.

Shi Le ordered Zhenguo Temple to guard it and not to fight.

Zhenguo Temple sent a battle report.

This battle report is either announcing a victory or a big defeat.

Shi Le had an ominous premonition in his heart.

After reading the battle report quickly, Shi Le's complexion changed drastically. He got up and angrily tore up the battle report, cursing: "Deshan is so confused. The king asked him to guard, but he attacked rashly. Now it's all right, he was killed, and Zhenguo Temple was also thrown away." That's it, the loss of soldiers will be reduced to 10,000+! Waste, waste!"

Shi Le was furious, frightened the imperial concubine Li Yan's face paled, and the maids who served beside her prostrated themselves on the ground and did not dare to move.

Ma Fang also dared not speak beside her.

At this time, Shi Le was so angry that no one dared to touch the bad luck.

boom!

Shi Le slapped the chessboard, and the jade chessboard was shattered. The noble concubine Li Yan screamed and fell to the ground.

"Go! Find Kong Ji!"

"There are also civil and military ministers in the court, all come to discuss matters!"

Shi Le angrily strode out of the Nuan Pavilion and walked towards the main hall.

When Shi Le came out of Nuan Pavilion, Ma Fang immediately called the maid to come over: "Hurry up and help the imperial concubine to get up."

The maid came to help Li Yan, who had lost her face, and found that her face was pierced by the broken jade slag, and she had already started to bleed.

"Ma'am...your face."

The maid looked at Li Yan's face in horror, the cut was not big, but in the fierce competition in the harem, such a blemish on the face was fatal.

"my face."

Li Yan touched her face in panic, blood stained her hands, Li Yan exclaimed: "My face, what happened to my face?"

Ma Fang has no time to control Li Yan. The situation in Xixia is very critical now, and she must immediately call the ministers to discuss countermeasures.

Ma Fang didn't read the battle report, but seeing the distressed look of the messenger, he first asked about the situation.

The messenger said that Zhenguo Temple was raided by Longchen, Deshan was beheaded, Zhenguo Temple fell, and Sun Bing was nearly 20.

Such a big defeat shocked the whole country.

Ma Fang ignored Li Yan, and immediately left the Nuan Pavilion to call a group of eunuchs in the palace to deliver a letter.

Zhaoti Temple.

Kong Ji is patrolling the hall, seeing that there are not many worshipers.

Every spring is the peak time for believers to offer incense and offerings, and Kongji usually meets believers in the main hall.

"Abbot."

A benevolent man in his fifties came over, bowed deeply to Kong Ji, bent at ninety degrees, and looked extremely devout.

"Wang Dashan, how are your legs and feet?"

Kong Ji immediately helped the man up and asked with a smile.

"Thanks to the abbot and the refuge Buddha, I can still walk."

"While you can still go, come here to worship Buddha and meet the abbot."

This Wang Dashan was named Wang He, and he was a big patron of Zhaoti Temple and donated a lot of money.

Wang Hezu's ancestors were good at doing business for generations, and the caravans traveled between Usi and Xixia, Eastern Zhou, and Nanliang, and accumulated hundreds of millions of furniture.

But there is a problem in their family. When the man in the family reaches the age of 40, his legs will gradually become stiff and eventually become lame.

This has become a curse passed down from generation to generation in the royal family.

In Wang He's generation, he is a devout believer in Zhaoti Temple.

When she got married, she deliberately took her mother-in-law to live in Zhaoti Temple for one night, worshiped the Buddha of Refuge in Zhenmo Temple, and invited Monk Kongji to watch for one night.

Later, Wang He gave birth to a very healthy son, who is almost 30 years old now.

"Is your son okay now? There is no sign of bad legs, right?"

Monk Kongji asked knowingly, when he kept vigil for Wang He's wife, he tossed all night.

At that time, Kong Ji was young, and it was the time when he was full of blood.

Wang He's wife, Mrs. Liu, is a stunning woman. After Kong Ji used the incense to captivate Mrs. Liu, she spent the whole night tossing about.

After returning from Zhaoti Temple, Mrs. Liu became pregnant immediately.

"Very good, I have learned from a martial artist, and I am quite talented."

Wang He is very happy, although his son is not in business, and the family business is not easy to pass on.

But compared to becoming a useless person, Wang He prefers his son to be healthy.

Anyway, the family's wealth of hundreds of millions is enough for his children and grandchildren to enjoy themselves.

"That's good, Buddha bless."

Kong Ji clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

Facing this Wang Dashan who was put on a green hat by himself and raised wild seeds for him, Kong Ji didn't feel any guilt in his heart, and even remembered what happened that night... Mrs. Liu is really moist.

It's just a pity that Wang He came to worship every year, but Liu never came, and Kong Ji couldn't do anything about it.

"Abbot, I want to pay my respects at the Temple of Subduing Demons again, but I don't know if it's convenient."

Wang He asked in a requesting tone.

Kong Ji was stunned for a moment, Wang He thought that Kong Ji was unwilling, and immediately explained: "My legs and feet have been getting worse recently, and I want to worship the Subduing Demon Buddha."

"I brought an offering of 1 gold coins today, and it has been handed over to Master Puxuan."

Monk Kong Ji didn't mind, but when he talked about the Demon Palace, he suddenly thought of Long Chen.

"Oh, it's not inconvenient, Mr. Wang Dashan came with the poor monk."

Monk Kong Ji turned his mind, smiled and led Wang He to the back of the hall.

Two strong servants supported Wang He to walk back slowly.

This Wang He has bad legs and feet, but he likes to walk very much. He doesn't like being carried by others, and he doesn't want to sit in a sedan chair.

That's how people are, they stick to what they lack.

Those with bad eyesight like to watch, and those with bad legs like to walk.

Monk Kong Ji walked in front, and Wang He followed slowly.

Walk through the lively refuge hall, exit the back door, turn around the corridor, and arrive at the quieter Jiangmo hall.

The Jiangmo Temple is painted with black paint, which looks gloomy and depressing.

Walking in, I saw a five-meter-high Buddha statue.

This Buddha statue has four faces, and each face has a different expression, including anger, compassion, ferocity, and sneer. There are four arms on the body, each holding a sword, a demon pestle, a broadsword, and an axe. A pair of blood-red Her thigh rests on a skull carved from stone.

Under the skull, there are four heads, which are the four sons of the Long family.