bestfiction Chapter 534: Treason
Chapter 534: Treason
The fourth day of October is a good time to travel and pray.
As the sun hung low in the sky, a long procession slowly drove out of the city gate under the curious or awe-inspiring gazes of the people.
Fatty Wang, who was crowded at the city gate to watch, recalled the familiar face that had just appeared from the curtain of the bright yellow carriage. He was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and could not move for a long time.
He never dreamed that the "Brother An" he had been calling for most of the day was actually the current emperor.
Fortunately, what he said at the time was completely opposite to what he was muttering in his heart.
This capital city is really too dangerous!
Fatty Wang decided that this time when he returned, he would ask the clan leader to transfer him to a remote area to manage the family business.
The emperor, who was sitting in the carriage, accidentally saw Fatty Wang, but he did not take the little person he had only met once seriously.
At this moment, he was thinking about Taoist Ma's divination with a gloomy face.
When the ruler of the world is cursed, God will punish him – the dragon will turn over.
The person who cursed was so vicious, but this was just the beginning.
Only if the emperor takes his relatives to the remote land of the northwest and prays sincerely can this situation be resolved.
The emperor's eyes were gloomy as he thought about his recent physical discomforts, and he believed in Master Ma's words even more.
I just hope that this prayer can remove the curse placed on me by the villain.
If his seventeenth brother had not come back in time to help, he would not have had the time to pray at Ganlu Temple.
The anxious emperor said to Su Peisheng who was waiting outside the window on horseback.
"Tell the honor guard in front to speed up so as not to miss the time for blessing."
"Yes, I will do it right away."
After receiving the order, Su Peisheng asked the guards following behind him to notify the convoy behind to speed up, and he rode to the front to convey the emperor's order.
The master has been feeling upset for more than a month, so it would be nice to go to a secluded place like Ganlu Temple to relax.
It’s a pity that Concubine Zhen is currently in Ganlu Temple. Please don’t let anything happen.
Cui Jinxi and his servant defeated him!
Su Peisheng thought about donating some money later to gain peace of mind.
The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on a group of pedestrians, adding a sacred atmosphere to this solemn journey.
To show his sincerity, the emperor ordered all the carriages to stop in the open space outside Ganlu Temple and took everyone to the prayer hall.
An Lingrong held Zhaohua with her left hand and Hongyao with her right hand.
Hongzhan had already been called to the emperor's side.
Concubine Hua, who was walking with An Lingrong, felt a little nervous. She subconsciously glanced at An Lingrong as she walked up the stairs.
Only after receiving An Lingrong's silent comfort did she breathe a sigh of relief.
After hearing Lingrong talk about the memorial tablet in the Zen room, Concubine Hua sent a message home in a hurry.
The next day, the nephew brought in a message saying that Concubine Shu was meticulous and asked her not to act rashly so as not to disrupt the other party's plan.
In fact, as soon as Nian Fu got the news from his aunt, he sent his confidant to Ganlu Temple.
But he waited in the mansion until dark, and no one came back.
Two more groups of people were sent there later, but they also disappeared without a doubt.
Nian Fu then realized that just as Concubine Shu had guessed, the person behind the scenes was always watching them.
Looking at the solemn and majestic Buddha statue in the main hall and smelling the Buddhist incense coming from the tip of the nose.
Concubine Hua secretly glanced at An Lingrong, who had a calm face, and her heart miraculously calmed down.
The emperor led everyone to burn incense and pray to the Buddha to bless the country with peace and prosperity.
About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yan respectfully led the emperor and his accompanying masters to the meditation room to rest.
Mo Yan was able to take the position of abbot only with the help of Concubine Zhen.
She wanted to mention Zhen Huan in front of the emperor, but the emperor's attention was obviously on the child he was holding.
Besides, the ladies following the emperor are not good people.
A single word from their lips could cost them their lives.
After weighing the pros and cons, Mo Yan decided to report Zhenpin's current situation to the emperor in private.
Just as the group was heading towards the Zen room reserved for the royal family to rest, a young nun ran over in a panic and approached Mo Yan in fear.
"Abbot, something bad has happened!"
Mo Yan's expression changed and he scolded in a low voice.
"How dare you! The Emperor is here, how can you yell and scream?"
Then she bowed deeply to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, this nun was only recruited at the beginning of the year and has never seen a big scene. I will have her go to the Discipline Hall to receive her punishment."
Although Mo Yan was angry at the little nun's disobedience, he also wanted to save her life.
The emperor swept his sharp gaze over the little nun and spoke sternly.
"You just said 'bad', but what happened in the temple?"
Seeing that the little nun didn't say anything, Su Peisheng scolded her harshly.
"You might as well confess the truth before His Majesty!"
The little nun was so frightened that she trembled all over and stammered to explain.
"There is... there is... a noble person has offered something in the Zen room... something extraordinary! On the tablet... on the tablet..."
She stopped talking in fear before she could finish her words.
The emperor was shocked when he heard this.
He couldn't help but think of the fact that Taoist Ma asked him to go to the northwest to pray for blessings. Could it be that the offerings that scared the little nun like this were related to him?
Without the emperor having to speak, Su Peisheng asked with a serious face.
"What was offered? Where?"
"I...I...I dare not say."
Mo Yan glanced at the little nun and spoke quickly.
"You're not leading the way yet!"
She was also very nervous. She had only taken over the position of abbot from Jingbai not long ago. How could such a mistake have happened?
She vaguely felt that she might be involved in some dispute, and she only hoped that the emperor would be able to see clearly and not punish other people in Ganlu Temple.
When the little nun led everyone to stop in front of the familiar courtyard, Concubine Hua suddenly spoke.
"Wait a minute!"
"Your Majesty, this was where I once rested in Ganlu Temple. I did place a tablet in the meditation room, but that tablet was only used for praying, and there was nothing wrong with it."
Concubine Hua walked up to the little nun in a menacing manner.
"You keep saying that a noble person has enshrined something extraordinary in the Zen room. Could you please explain to us what is enshrined on the tablet there?"
The little nun was so frightened by her that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "This poor nun... This poor nun dare not say anything."
"Please save me, Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty, I have served you for many years. You know me well. Even if I am not very knowledgeable, I will never enshrine any harmful plaque in this royal temple."
Concubine Hua pointed at the person kneeling on the ground.
"I have no past grudges against this little nun, nor do I have any recent grudges against her. Someone must be behind this, framing me. I beg Your Majesty to take this person away and torture him severely. I will take care of this!"
The little nun seemed to be frightened by Concubine Hua's words, and she cried and shouted in retort.
"Your Majesty, I did not lie. Your yellow lotus seat for salvation is enshrined in the meditation room in this courtyard!"
When these words were spoken, the others were all shocked and their eyes turned to Concubine Hua.
This yellow lotus throne for salvation was set up by a living person for a deceased friend. If the yellow lotus throne for salvation that belongs to the emperor is really enshrined in the Zen room, it would be a great act of treason!