Chapter 14: Battle of Huayuan Temple 1

After a jar of wine, Zhao Yuan was already drunk. He didn't know what he said in the end, nor did he know how he got home and how he fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already at noon, and my head was still a little painful, but I didn't care about so much, so I hurried to the Beizhen Fushi.

On the way, Zhao Yuan thought a lot. Since the woman in purple gave her this opportunity, there was no need for him to slip away in vain. It was said that heroes came from troubled times. Now this era was not a peaceful era. Without achievements, he could only be a small Jinyiwei for the rest of his life and his life and death were controlled by others.

Just as in one sentence: A general becomes famous and has thousands of bones woven!

I don’t want to make the dead bones under the halo of famous generals.

Instead, you must stand on the dead bones and enjoy the glory!

After arriving at the yamen and rectifying the team, Zhao Yuan took his men to patrol. This was not originally a matter of the Jinyiwei, but now Lu Bing is in a high position and the Jinyiwei's tentacles have reached the corner of the capital. The other officials feared his power and dared not speak out.

Now these nine people are obedient to Zhao Yuan and follow the leader. During training, Zhao Yuan also taught them his understanding of this sword technique. After studying hard, they all made great progress, so they were even more convinced by Zhao Yuan.

The group had a fixed route every day, but in fact it was just like taking a walk. Zhao Yuan did not ask them to line up in a row in a row. These people were Jinyiwei, and to put it bluntly, they were hooligans raised by the court.

The weather is good today, with people coming and going on the streets, shouting from vendors, and bargaining from guests, looking prosperous.

"Look at it, that man is so ugly, and that woman is still following him, don't you feel disgusted?"

An Jinyiwei said at this moment that his name is Zhang Xuemo, and he is famously sarcastic and mean in his daily life.

Everyone looked forward and saw a graceful woman walking in front of her with a man in her hand. The woman looked beautiful and fair and white, but the man had a fat head and big ears, and she was completely a beauty and a wild beast.

Wei Zhongcai said: "I'm not convinced, right? Who told you that you don't have a good father? Let me tell you that the son of the Minister of Rites. The other father has a high position and a powerful disciple, and he is also the favorite student of the Minister of Justice Yan. There are countless women in this capital who tried their best to stick to him."

Zhang Xuemo pursed and said, "I'm just saying, whose little lady is so lacking in sight, it turns out that it's just for a glory and wealth. If that woman had a good appearance, wouldn't she have the will to kill him?"

As soon as the words were finished, a very ordinary passerby next to him suddenly took out a knife and stabbed the young master in the back with one knife.

The young master screamed suddenly, and the woman was so scared that she was terrified that she was dying and was watching the passerby running away.

"Crow's mouth!"

Zhao Yuan cursed and immediately said, "Wei Zhong immediately left the guard and asked the doctor to rescue him, and the rest of the people chased him!"

The group immediately followed Zhao Yuan's order to keep Wei Zhongcai to save the people, while the rest chased the killer.

Then the killer, who looked very ordinary, had very good legs. Even though Zhao Yuan and others were chasing him behind him, he was hanging not far away, keeping a distance for a while and can't catch up.

The Jinyiwei was used to handling cases, so he didn't scream along the way, which made the whole street suddenly messy.

"Maybe this person did it on purpose?"

After chasing for a while, Zhao Yuan thought to himself that no matter how bad the Jinyiwei was, he would have carefully selected it. He would usually train it. His physical strength was not comparable to ordinary people, but he could never catch up with the murderer, as if he was deliberately luring him and others.

After thinking this in my heart, I looked up and looked at the direction. Sure enough, the direction he was going to was Huayuan Temple, and I suddenly realized.

So, under the intentional or unintentional leadership of the murderer, the group chased to the gate of Huayuan Temple. Huayuan Temple, as a relatively famous temple in the capital, has many pilgrims coming to pray for blessings every day. When Zhao Yuan and others finally saw him, he had already mixed among the pilgrims and entered the temple.

Zhao Yuan believed that since this person could lead him and others here, he would definitely escape. It doesn’t matter whether he would catch him or not. The reason for him to go into the temple to search was sufficient. He immediately said: "Zhang Xuemo, Wang Ji, you guard the door, and you are allowed to go out and not enter. You must carefully investigate anyone who goes out. Jiang Cheng immediately went back to report, saying that the assassination of the Minister of Rites had sneaked into Huayuan Temple and asked them to send someone to reinforce, and the rest of them went in and search with me!"

Everyone replied in unison, and then the group rushed to Huayuan Temple directly. After arriving at the door, the Jinyiwei immediately shouted loudly: "The Jinyiwei handles the case, get out of the idle people!"

Others, including Zhao Yuan, pulled out their knives at this moment.

The Jinyiwei's infamous reputation in the capital is a child who can stop crying. Both ordinary people and officials are afraid of them like ghosts and gods, not to mention that Zhao Yuan and others are all murderous at this moment, with a fierce expression.

Suddenly, the pilgrims dared not stay there, and hurriedly left the temple. The original Buddhist land was in chaos in an instant.

Seeing this, the little novice monk at the door hurried forward, pronounced the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha, several officials, this..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yuan's knife was already resting on his neck, leaning down, and asked viciously: "Amitabha, do you believe it or not, I will send you to see the Buddha! Get out of here!"

The little shaman suddenly turned pale when frightened.

"snort!"

Zhao Yuan snorted coldly, took away the knife, waved forward, and shouted: "Search it for me, search carefully!"

After receiving the order, several Jinyiwei rushed in immediately. Along the way, they were like wild wolves breaking into the village. How could they be honest? No matter what kind of Buddhist purity, they also rummaged through boxes and cabinets, scaring the pilgrims to death before they had time to leave.

The entire Huayuan Temple is arranged in a rectangular shape. Zhao Yuan and others are at the mountain gate at this moment. After entering, they are the Heavenly King Hall, the Ancestor Hall, and the Great Hall on both sides are monks' rooms. Among these buildings, the Great Hall is undoubtedly the most majestic building.

Zhao Yuan's eyes were focused on the Main Hall, but it was not possible for people to see that he was heading towards the Main Hall. So when two people were searching on both sides, he walked forward and paid attention to the monks. They looked like they looked kind-hearted, but they were steady, and their eyes kept looking at him and others, with a look of alertness in their eyes.

How can monks in ordinary temples practice martial arts? They even include those who sweep the floor and add sesame oil to their palms? And even in Shaolin Temple, not all monks have to practice martial arts.

Zhao Yuan suddenly realized it and lowered his voice and said to the Jinyiwei next to him: "Tell them quietly, there is something wrong with this temple, be careful!"

Jinyiwei was stunned and immediately turned around and ran away.

At this moment, several monks had already rushed over from the Heavenly King Hall, and the leading man was wearing a cassock.

Zhao Yuan also met him, and without waiting for him to speak, he said, "We are the Jinyiwei, the Jinyiwei in the North Fushishi Department. Just now, one of us assassinated the Minister of Rites on the street. We chased him all the way. The murderer finally hid in the Huayuan Temple. Please cooperate with us to arrest the murderer. If you dare to stop him, you will be treated as a co-inmate!"

The Jinyiwei is originally domineering and domineering. No matter what kind of Buddhist purity you are, if you don’t let the search, you will be given a big hat first, and you will be arrested for a few days to see if the gods and Buddhas in the sky can be saved!

The middle-aged monk did not expect that Zhao Yuan would be so arrogant as soon as he came. No matter how great his face in the temple was, he would not dare to oppose the Jinyiwei on the surface. He could only say: "I will definitely cooperate with the master to arrest the criminal!"

Zhao Yuan nodded and said, "Very good. Now I want you to summon all the monks and get their rosters together!"

The middle-aged monk said, "What does this mean by sir?"

Zhao Yuan said coldly: "The murderer didn't escape, but he fled into your Huayuan Temple. I have to suspect that the murderer is the monk here, so I must confirm it one by one!"

Collect these monks first, and once they have any abnormal movements, they can catch them all after a reinforcement.

The middle-aged monk said anxiously: "Sir, the monks in the temple are not the murderer!"

Zhao Yuan raised his tone and said, "That's all your words, how can people believe it? What do you want me to say it again?"

With the huge title of Jinyiwei and under the name of catching the murderer, Zhao Yuan could do whatever he wanted in this temple. Even if this is the stronghold of the Brahma Sect, no matter how brave they are, they would not dare to fight against the court.

The others who were with the middle-aged monks all showed a hint of anger.

Zhao Yuan looked at it one by one, choked, pulled out his sword, and said coldly: "What? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

The middle-aged monk lowered his eyes and said, "I dare not, everything is said by the great master! I trust and wisdom, and go and gather everyone."

"Yes, abbot!"

The monk had no choice but to agree and immediately arranged for people to summon everyone.

The entire temple is quite large, and it took a lot of time to summon all the monks. The middle-aged monk obviously knew that Zhao Yuan was in trouble, but he was helpless. In fact, as long as he thought about it carefully, he could work hard in front of him, the murderer had long since gone to where he had gone.

This was also Zhao Yuan deliberately delaying the time. When the monks were summoned one after another, the reinforcements from the Jinyiwei had arrived, but there was only one team, and the five cities' military commanders sent more than 100 people to come. The leader was a commander. After all, the injured one was the young master of the Minister of Rites. The most important thing was that the Minister of Rites and Yan Song had a good relationship.

But he usually likes to face the Gandong Factory with the Jinyiwei, but rarely sends anyone. According to their ideas, he mobilizes people to search a temple. The murderer is not a fool. He has already run away and is still waiting for you to catch him?

There were more than 40 monks gathered in Huayuan Temple, and more than 100 soldiers brought by the Wucheng Military and Ma Si, which was enough to deal with it. Zhao Yuan immediately asked someone to help the commander to identify whether there was a murderer among the monks.

The deputy commander position is higher than that of Zhao Yuan, but the Jinyiwei is too famous, so this deputy commander is willing to obey Zhao Yuan's arrangements. It doesn't matter whether the prisoner is caught or not, but his attitude is correct.

After the arrangement was made, Zhao Yuan turned his head and looked at the middle-aged monk next to him and said, "Please go with me!"

The so-called capturing the king first is to capture the thief. How can such a merit be given to the people of the Five City Military and Ma Si?

The middle-aged monk was a little helpless: "Yes."

Then, Zhao Yuan waved his hand and led a group of Jinyiwei straight to the Great Hall. After all, there was still a wide area behind him, so he had to search carefully.
Chapter completed!