Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 902 The Grand Finale (38)
"King Chuxuan, it's about Qingsong's life and death, now is not the time to joke!" The life of Ouyang Shaoxian alone is not as important as the lives of the emperor, empress and even the entire Qingsong people.

"Prince Rui, there is still a long time before dark, and it is not at the most critical moment of life and death, and the next game of chess will not be delayed for long. Why does the prince keep preventing the master from playing chess with this king?"

Ouyang Shaoxian's tone was indifferent, without warmth, and his sharp eyes were secretly scrutinizing. Ouyang Yeyi couldn't find a reason to refute.

"Your Majesty, do you have chess in the Imperial Study?"

The emperor was born in the royal family, and he is also a chess master. There is a pair of fine jade chess in the imperial study. Ouyang Shaoxian came to the side of the square table and made a gesture of invitation to Master Yanhui: "Master, please!"

I don't know if it was the illusion of the ministers, Master Yan Hui's body trembled slightly.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Ouyang Shaoxian's sharp eyes flashed cold and icy.

"My lord, there are still patients in the suburbs waiting for the poor monk to go to treat them. The poor monk is eager to release the jade dragon, and I don't have time to play chess with the lord!" Master Yan Hui's words are reasonable, and he always puts the sick first, which is truly compassionate. For pregnant.

"Grandmaster, do you have no time to play chess with me, or do you not know how to play chess at all?" Ouyang Shaoxian's eyes were cold, and his smile was half a smile.

Master Yan Hui was shocked, but everyone didn't think so. Master Yan Hui is an eminent monk who is most proficient in Buddhism and chess. How could he not know how to play chess? In chess, who wins and who loses is still unknown.

"Master, why don't you speak?" Ouyang Shaoxian's tone was low, his sharp eyes were like sharp swords, and he could see through people in an instant: "If you know how to play chess, it's not difficult to learn a few moves with this king, right?"

"The poor monk is busy treating people's injuries, many of them don't play chess, and their chess skills have long since become rusty..."

"No matter how unfamiliar your chess skills are, you can still play chess!" Ouyang Shaoxian's eyes were cold, and he pressed on every step of the way: "Why does the master keep refusing to play chess? But what is there to hide? That's right, the crime of deceiving the emperor will be punished." Beheading, of course the master can't bear it..."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were on Master Yanhui, what happened to the crime of deceiving the king?

Master Yan Hui was shocked on the spot, and after realizing it, he turned around and ran out in a panic.

Everyone was shocked, and at the moment when they were puzzled, Ouyang Shaoxian's slender figure had arrived in front of Master Yan Hui. While blocking his way, he kicked Master Yan Hui a few meters away: "Master, this imperial study room can It’s not that you come when you say you want to, and leave when you want!”

"What's going on?" Master Yanhui committed the crime of deceiving the emperor?
Ouyang Shaoxian looked coldly at the injured Master Yanhui who had fallen to the ground: "My Majesty, he is not Master Yanhui, he is a fake!"

What?Pretending to be a master of regret?The emperor's sharp eyes were filled with anger: "Is there any evidence?" Although Master Yanhui's performance just now made him suspicious, but everything pays attention to evidence.

"This master of regret has changed his face. Take off the mask on his face, and you can see his true face." The corners of Ouyang Shaoxian's mouth twitched slightly, with a smile that was not a smile.

Master Yan Hui was seriously injured, fell to the ground, and didn't get up for a long time. A guard walked up to Master Yan Hui with puzzled strides. The face was peeled off, and suddenly, a completely unfamiliar face appeared in front of everyone.

The emperor suddenly became angry: "Who are you, you dare to pretend to be a master?"

"Your Majesty, please spare me!" The counterfeit straightened up, knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, his counterfeiting was exposed, he had to beg for mercy if he wanted to survive.

"King Xuan of Chu is so powerful, he can actually tell that this monk is a fake master of regret!" Ouyang Yeyi's tone was so calm that it was hard to tell whether he meant praise or ridicule.

Ouyang Shaoxian raised his eyebrows. The emperor was seriously ill with suspicion. Even without Ouyang Yeyi's words, he was still ready to explain the reason: "Master Yan Hui took compassion into his heart, traveled around, picked herbs to treat the poor, five years ago, Yan Hui The master accidentally fell off the cliff when he went up to the mountain to collect medicine, and the whole left arm looked like an ordinary person, but in fact it was useless, but the left arm of this counterfeit was intact, so this king became suspicious."

"King Xuan of Chu knows everything about Master Yan Hui very well!" Ouyang Yeyi said something.

"Because the one who saved Master Yanhui is this king!" Five years ago, Ouyang Shaoxian was traveling abroad. When he passed the foot of a big mountain, he saw Master Yanhui who was seriously injured. I don't know where he went, for several years, there has been no news of him, very few people have seen him, so there are very few people who know what happened to his arm.

"Who are you? What is the purpose of pretending to be Master Yangui?" The emperor emphasized his tone, and the impostor was trembling with fear, his body shaking into a ball: "Return to the emperor... the little monk was originally a monk from a temple thousands of miles away... the temple The incense is not very strong...the little monk lived a very hard life there...more than a month ago, someone found the little monk and asked the little monk to pretend to be Master Yanhui, and went to the palace to say the ominous remarks to the emperor..."

The anger in the emperor's eyes grew stronger: "Is the ominous atmosphere fake?"

"Yes... yes..." These are all facts, and the counterfeit doesn't want to deny it: "The man gave the little monk 1000 taels of silver and asked the little monk to do what he said. As for the reason and purpose, he didn't say anything..."

"Damn it!" The emperor slapped the table with a slap, and a big hole was made on the solid mahogany table. The cold light from the bottom of his eyes seemed to put him to death. The noble crown prince, King Rui, just because of someone else's words, he has been running around for a month, and hastened on his way, unable to eat or sleep well!

"Who ordered you to do this?" It's really impatient to take advantage of their belief in Buddhism and play with them, those who sing the praises of the palace.

"Go back to the emperor, that man is wearing black clothes and a black scarf on his face, the little monk didn't see his appearance!" This time, the impostor would never dare to lie again.

"Did you guys agree on how to get in touch?" We must use this impostor to find out that person and tear him into pieces.

(End of this chapter)