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Chapter 122 Li Jiancheng was brutally beaten in the face
In the hall of Princess Pingyang's mansion, a thick and special magnetic voice was echoing.Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin were so familiar with this voice that almost as soon as they heard it, the two of them said a name in unison.

"Monk Faya..."

After hearing the exclamation of the two of them, even Li Xiuning reacted.

"That's right, it is indeed the voice of the Great Monk Faya, but why is he in my house..."

Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin looked at each other again.

yes!Monk Fa Ya is the current abbot of Zhuangyan Temple, the leader of Fahua Sect in Chang'an, a good friend of Mr. Pei Ji and Mr. Pei, an expert who can enter and leave the palace at will to chat with His Majesty Li Yuan.

Such a character sneaked into Princess Pingyang's mansion secretly, what exactly does he want to do?
Before the two of them could figure it out, another sentence came from the direction of the roof of the hall, and this time the voice was a little strange.

"Master Fa Ya, you and Pei Sikong are invincible, and you can enter and exit the palace at any time, so based on what you have seen and heard, will today's saints attack my Buddhist sect?"

Then came the familiar voice of Monk Faya.

"Based on what the old monk has seen, His Majesty does not treat me like the monks of the past. In addition, he has made up his mind to recognize Li Er, the Taoist sect, as his ancestor, so..."

One question and one answer, very natural, as if Monk Falla was chatting with another person on the roof.

"Uncle Bao..."

Li Shimin raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the voice.

"Go up and see!"

"Yes!"

After a certain door god agreed, he got up and took two consecutive run-up steps, then stepped on the wall with his feet, soared into the air, grabbed the beam of the hall, poked his head out and looked up, then turned to face Li Shimin. Shake your head.

"His Royal Highness, there is nothing on it!"

"Ugh!"

A sigh sounded from the other direction without warning.

"Now Your Majesty does not believe in the Three Treasures, and is obsessed with heresy, which is not a blessing for the common people!"

"I seem to have heard this voice somewhere before," Li Shimin stroked the beard on his chin, thinking hard. "Where did I hear that?"

"Puying great monk, your words are a bit biased."

Another speaking voice appeared on the roof, directly pointing out the owner of the previous voice.

"Correct!"

Li Shimin exerted force with his fingers and pulled off his beard. "It's the Great Monk Puying...Wait, who is this person who is speaking? It looks like several people."

"Monk Faya, Monk Puying, and the one who is talking now, there are at least three people."

Zhai Changsun quickly reported to Li Shimin.

"More than that..." a door god pinched his fingers and said, "There was also an unfamiliar voice in the middle, so there should be four people who spoke in total."

"That is to say..."

Li Xiuning looked up at the roof of the hall with a strange expression. "Are these monks holding pujas on the roof of my hall?"

"Maybe it's not monks meeting on the roof..."

Kong Qing graciously placed the hand wearing the Ring of Qi on the table. While manipulating the air to amplify the sound from the recorder, he carefully refracted the sound once and let it out from another place.

"It's that the voices of these monks during the meeting have been put into the present in some way."

At this time, the monk who spoke above just broke out another shocking news.

"...After I break his delusion, he can only turn back to the path of my Samana."

"My God, this monk's words are so bold, breaking His Majesty's delusions..."

Kong Qing looked at Princess Pingyang with a straight face.

"Third Lady, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness the King of Qin, it's really not a poor way of sowing discord. If others say that about me, Aye, the poor way will definitely not bear it."

As if to match Kong Qing's words, the one on the roof immediately followed.

"It's easier said than done..."

The third lady Li Xiuning's face was as sinking as water, Qin Wang Li Shimin touched his chin with his hand, thoughtful, only Prince Li Jiancheng stood up calmly and said a fair word.

"I don't know exactly what happened now. Whether the voice in the sky is what the monks said is still open to question. We still need to be cautious!"

As soon as Li Jiancheng finished speaking, he heard the voice of a monk speaking from above.

"...The poor monk will also let today's saint know that his ancestors have nothing to do with Li Er."

Kong Qing took a sneak peek, and saw that although the third lady Li Xiuning's face was ugly, she was not too angry. Although Li Jiancheng was angry, he seemed to be able to control it. Only the anger on Li Shimin's face was uncontrollable. .

The corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched slightly.

Look at the ambition and awareness of His Royal Highness King Qin, his elder brother Prince is still sitting aside, he has already put himself in the position of the next Emperor Li Tang.

The hall was completely silent at this moment, only the voice of looking forward and suddenly behind was ringing.

"Just making a gesture is not enough. Since today's saints are eyeing us because of the lack of money in the treasury, we must not pay. Since we have to pay sooner or later, we might as well follow the example of Qihui and donate some directly to His Majesty..."

After hearing this sentence, Li Jiancheng forced a dry laugh and stood up to explain for these monks.

"Although what you just said may be inappropriate, at least these great monks still have the heart to serve the country. They know that the treasury is not rich, so they want to donate money..."

Before Li Jiancheng could finish speaking, the big monks above directly slapped him in the face.

"It goes without saying about donating money..."

"Pfft..."

A sneer suddenly sounded in the silent hall, and then Kong Qing was seen covering his mouth with one hand, while shaking the other hand again and again.

"I'm sorry, Pindao's laughter is relatively low, and please forgive me, Your Highness..."

"It's okay!"

San Niangzi stood up and protected Kong Qing without hesitation.

"Qingwei, you just can't control it. Brother Bishamon won't blame you, right?"

Li Jiancheng nodded to Kong Qing with an embarrassed expression.

"That's right, I don't blame you alone!"

Now Li Jiancheng also felt a burst of depression in his heart, because among the people present, he was the one who was most deeply bound to Buddhism. Including Monk Fa Ya, all the eminent monks in Chang'an were almost all of him, Li Jiancheng.

It is precisely because of the contacts of these eminent monks and their influence on the believers that Li Jiancheng has become the current prince who is a virtuous corporal, gentle and honest, and deeply loved by the ruling and opposition parties.

In Wen Daya's words, that is, "all report to the saints, pour money into relief, and humble yourself as a corporal."Catch the master of the vend, and raise him in prison. One skill can be called, one skill can be acquired, and it is not tiring to fight against him.Therefore, there is no one who does not fail to win the hearts of scholars and common people. '

If I give up these eminent monks, I am afraid that my reputation will plummet immediately.

At this time, the voice of Monk Faya came again from the air.

"For example, during the Turkic invasion, the old monk can meet with the sage and propose that we and other monks are willing to contribute to help resist the Turkic, so as to reduce the burden on the imperial court. In addition, we can also propose to call on the knight-errants among the believers to go north."

"Oh!"

Qin Wang Li Shimin let out a long sigh, and then looked at Li Jiancheng with a meaningful expression on his face.

"It turns out that this is the reason for the matter with the monks and soldiers this time, but you are really powerful, His Royal Highness. The things that Monk Fa Ya originally wanted to tell Aye directly turned out to be the credit of your Highness..."

Li Jiancheng's embarrassed face had become very ugly. He looked at Xue Wanche next to him and waved his hand. Xue Wanche immediately understood and stood up.

"This must be caused by a demon, Your Highness, please allow me to go to the roof of the hall and catch this guy out."

Li Jiancheng didn't say a word, but turned to look at Princess Pingyang.

"Go!"

Princess Pingyang waved her hand indifferently.

"Sixi, bring a ladder to General Xue..."

The ladder hadn't been moved yet, yet another explosive remark came from the hall.

"Eight hundred is too much, let the beggars of the Li family know that we actually have eight hundred elites in the monastery in Chang'an City, the poor monk may have some unforeseen disasters!"

After hearing the word 'Li Jia Hu'er', all the people present looked solemn and lowered their heads slightly, fearing that their eyes would fall into the eyes of the three 'Li Jia Hu'er' present.

Kong Qing covered his mouth with his hands, rolled his eyes around his sockets, and scanned the expressions of the three 'Li Jia Hu'er'.

Under this insulting term, not to mention Li Shimin, even the indifferent San Niangzi and Li Jiancheng who had been defending the monks just now turned pale.

"Xue Wanche..."

Li Jiancheng yelled at a tough man who was climbing up a ladder outside the hall.

"Hurry up and catch the person who said these words."

"Yes!"

After Xue Wanche agreed, he clambered up to the roof of the hall with both hands, like a ladder attacking the city.

At this time, the unhurried voice of a certain monk was still ringing in the room.

"...How many people are controlled by my Samana in all the temples across the country? After knowing this, do you think the saint today will worry that if he persecutes my Samana too much, the entire government, the opposition and even the whole world will be in danger? turbulent."

"It sounds scary!"

Kong Qing touched his chin with his hand, and said adding fuel to the fire.

"If all the monks in the world rise up to rebel, how many people must there be? It seems that the number of monks has exceeded 200,000 now..."

"Qingwei, you counted too little. When the lonely conquest of Wang Shichong, the monks of Shaolin Temple teamed up with Zhou Sima Zhao Xiaozai, they directly pulled out a team of thousands of people, and won the lonely fight for several days in one fell swoop. Baiguwu, which has not been opened, captured Wang Renze."

It was Qin Wang Li Shimin who spoke, and he seemed to have controlled his anger at this time.

"It's just a monk temple that can pull out so many people. If all the monks in the world rebel, maybe they can pull out an army of a million people, plus the relatives and friends of these people..."

As he spoke, Li Shimin looked at his elder brother Li Jiancheng with a strange look, and said word by word.

"...It's unknown if the mountains and rivers change color!"

"This must be fake..."

Li Jiancheng looked stern, and said firmly.

"There may be bad people in Buddhism, but Buddhist great virtues like Monk Fa Ya are full of majesty, strictly abide by the precepts, have a heart like a bright moon, and are clear and noble..."

Li Jiancheng hadn't finished speaking yet, and Monk Fa Ya's sullen tone came from the air again.

"What should I do? Then I can only change to one emperor!"

"My goodness……"

Kong Qing exclaimed in surprise.

"They actually want to change the emperor, is this treason?"

"no doubt……"

At this time, Li Shimin's face has completely lost the anger, and even his face has become a little more cheerful. "This is treason. I will go to see Aye in a while and tell him these things."

"Erlang, this must be fake,"

Li Jiancheng gritted his teeth, his face still ashen.

"Wait for Xue Wanche to catch the rumormonger from the roof..."

Prince Li Jiancheng was slapped in the face again before he finished speaking.

"Your Highness..."

Xue Wanche jumped down from the roof and shook his head at Li Jiancheng.

"There was no one on the roof. I listened carefully. The sound came from inside the house."

"There's no one in the house..."

Li Shimin smiled slightly and pointed at Qin Qiong.

"Shubao has already seen it."

After hearing Li Shimin's words, Li Jiancheng's face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain.

At this moment, a mechanical electronic sound suddenly came from the roof.

"Tell Yuer and others, a certain is a powerful man under the seat of the Supreme Lord of the Bajing Palace. According to the decree of the Supreme Supreme, he sent the evidence of the rebellion of the monks in the Zhuangyan Temple to Li Xiuning, Princess of Pingyang. Now, Princess Pingyang is invited to receive the magic instrument of sound storage..."

Amidst this strange voice, a gray pen-like thing slowly floated down from the roof like a feather, landed on Princess Pingyang's table, and made a snap.

Before the other people present could react, Kong Qing stood up excitedly.

"Old Monarch has manifested His Holiness!"

　In real history, after Li Yuan ascended the throne, he wanted to weaken the power of Buddhism more than once, but because of the large number of Buddhist believers, including Li Jiancheng, he was unable to implement it.In the ninth year of Wude, he finally made up his mind to knock down Buddhism to the bottom at once, and then Xuanwumen happened...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)