Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

At this point, Jiao Wen's expression became solemn and he said: "Your Highness, this Qingyang Temple...may not be as simple as it seems."

Hearing Jiao Wen's words, Jiang Sile's eyes and A Yishi's eyes couldn't help but meet in mid-air, and finally looked at Jiao Wen who was speaking.

After experiencing the strange events in Qingyang Temple, the two of them already had suspicions about this matter.
However, there has been no clear fact, which forced them to suppress the vigilance and fear in their hearts without resorting to talking.

Jiao Wen's face was also very solemn, and a lot of sweat could not help but seep out from his forehead, which made him pick up the sweat towel and wipe it in a panic.When he thought that what they found in the end was such a giant Buddha, Jiao Wen's brows furrowed even more tightly, and his originally dark face now looked even more haggard.

"You may not believe it, but this temple... was built by Emperor Taizu, the founding father of our country." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Sile felt ridiculous.

Taizu?It should be the title of the founding emperor, right?
And that was all 200 years ago, why is it being mentioned again now?

Jiang Sile thought this was a bit ridiculous. It would be too ridiculous to say that this was a conspiracy that had been waiting for her for 200 years.

It’s ridiculous.

It's just like a nonsensical movie or a bad novel.

Her eyes were looking at Jiao Wen, but it was more like looking at the final answer. Her eyes were eager and sharp, which doubled the pressure on Jiao Wen who was being watched, and made his mouth dry.

Jiao Wen first picked up the bowl and took a sip of tea, and then continued.But the gloominess on his brows not only did not diminish, but became more and deeper.

He was able to spy on a small temple with ease.But the royal family was already involved, which made Jiao Wen have to cheer up and be cautious.

"Your Highness, do you still remember where Taizu started his army to fight against the Tang Dynasty?" Jiao Wen first asked a question.

This made Jiang Sile couldn't help but search for relevant information in his memory again.

"In... Quanzhou?" Jiang Sile's words were a little vague, and she was not sure about the answer.

"Yes, that's right, it's in Quanzhou." Jiao Wen looked serious and nodded.He originally wanted to praise the princess more, but now that the matter was serious, he couldn't help but speak faster, wanting to tell the princess everything he knew.

"But Taizu once joined the army in Chengzhou, and after he became emperor, he went to Chengzhou many times."

"When Taizu was old, he ordered the construction of three roads and five temples in Chengzhou. This Qingyang Temple is one of them."

Speaking of this, Jiao Wen couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hands.

"In addition to this, we also found records related to Qingyang Temple in the documents of the local government. It is said that Emperor Wu also summoned monks and Taoists in Chengzhou in the past to debate scriptures in front of the emperor, and among them was the abbot of Qingyang Temple. "

Jiang Sile nodded. She had seen this matter in the document.

With such confirmation from both parties, it should be true.

Seeing Princess Anle's calm expression, Jiao Wen's anxiety calmed down a lot.This is a princess, there is nothing that Her Highness cannot do.Jiao Wen believed so and continued.

"In addition, it is said that the late emperor's red-clad guards also visited Chengzhou in the past. Someone once saw the horse-riding guard at the foot of the mountain near Qingyang Temple."

"Royal?" Jiang Sile said. She revealed the hidden worries in Jiao Wen's heart and the reason why he was so hesitant and mysterious.

"I didn't expect that Qingyang Temple could be so deeply involved with the royal family." Jiang Sile frowned slightly and said softly.

"Yes, my subordinates were very frightened after several investigations." Jiao Wen took a deep breath, and the white mist appeared and dissipated in the air. "But there is other news." Jiang Sile turned his gaze from the light green tea soup on the cup in his hand to Jiao Wen's calm face.

"Yes, there is. Your Highness, your subordinates and others have heard a very strange thing from the mouths of these believer villagers. It may be related to what you want to investigate."

"Go ahead."

"It is said that the former abbot of Qingyang Temple left behind a magical object before he died. It is said that this object once helped Emperor Wu command his troops and fight against the Yueshi. Usually, there are many curious people who want to see this magical object, but they are all ignored by the old man. The host refused.”

"It is said that Emperor Wu Heng sent someone to deliver something to Qingyang Temple before his death."

"Others..." Jiao Wen carefully looked at the thoughtful Jiang Sile and said softly.

"Other secrets are unknown to my subordinates."

Unknowable, not unknowable.

Jiang Sile waved his hand, not intending to embarrass him.

"I would like to thank you for this. The rest of this matter has nothing to do with you. Please withdraw all your personnel." Jiang Sile said calmly.

"We will leave Chengzhou in seven days and tell them to be ready."

"Yes, Your Highness." Jiao Wen said with cupped hands.

After he hurriedly drank the tea in the cup, he quickly left to pass on the instructions to his brother.

There are only three people left in the stall now, Dr. Tea, who is sitting lazily on a high chair nearby, and Jiang Sile and Ayishi, who are drinking tea lightly.

A Yishi's whole body was leaning forward, the tip of his nose was moving slightly, and he was smelling the fragrance of the tea leaves. His slender fingers were holding the large tea cup. The tea soup in the bowl was light green and scattered. There were only four loose tea leaves floating freely in the tea soup.

His black eyes looked seriously at the green tea soup, as if he was counting the tea leaves, and as if he was wandering in the sky.

Sitting on the stool to his right, near the street, was Jiang Sile, her dark hair fluttering in the breeze.Her expression was calm, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were looking at the wood-striped tabletop with a look that made it difficult to see clearly.

"What a surprise..." Jiang Sile's voice was calm, but it seemed to contain a danger that could make people tremble.

"I'll be by your side, no matter what time." A Yishi raised his head, showing a hearty and dangerous smile.His eyes moved away from the tea soup, and finally fell gently on Jiang Sile's star-like eyes.

"That's great...I know." Jiang Sile's voice rose, relaxed and cheerful, and the previous coldness and stalemate was gone.Like the sunshine that melts the snow.

"Those two monks are probably hiding something from me." Jiang Sile's voice was steady, not angry but powerful.

"I thought about it, why did you go to Qingyang Temple in the first place?"

Jiang Sile's eyes were full of disappointment and haze, and she told the reality lightly.

"Why did you go to Qingyang Temple?"

"It was because I wanted to pray for blessings and speculate again on the truth and falsehood of this world."