Chapter 391

Inside the main hall.

As Zheng Kun left, everyone's face was very ugly, and there was a fire in his heart.

The main reason is that Zheng Kun did not pay attention to them.

"Wang Xiang, your majesty has been bewitched by demons. What should we do now?"

"How can your majesty do that! How can the scholars in the world be willing to work for Da Qian in the future when their hearts are cold

"Yes, that Su Xun has bewitched his majesty to such an extent. It's really damned! Even if they are guilty, they are scholars and can't be killed. "

A group of people scolded Su Xun. After all, he was still in the palace. It was impossible to scold the emperor.

Everyone was dissatisfied with the emperor's behavior.

Because they were also literati, the emperor deliberately connived at Su Xun. Did not Su Xun dare to kill them at will one day?

Therefore, this matter must not be given up.

Otherwise, once the opening is made, it will be difficult in the future.

Wang Shigong said with a gloomy face: "spread the news all over the country as soon as possible, let the readers all over the country know what Su Xun is, and let them write blood letters and send them to the capital to petition his majesty!"

This is still a threat. When the scholars of the whole country unite, they don't believe that the emperor dares to protect Su Xun.

Behind every scholar is a family.

If these families do something, it will be a headache for the emperor.

Of course, only the families of other states and counties can do this. After all, the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

If these families in the capital dare to do something, they will be met by the chief of the embroidery department and the blade of the imperial army.

Wang Shigong took a deep breath again: "everyone, Su Xun's harm has been seen. He must die, or we will never have peace."

"I hope he can die in Buddhism or Taoism this time, otherwise we will have to work hard."

A man who dares to kill them wantonly must not let him live in the world.

An hour later, a large group of pigeons carrying news flew out of the capital from different directions to Daqian Prefecture.

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"How dare the demon master hold up the butcher's knife to us! That's ridiculous

"I'm surprised to hear that my classmate in Beijing was killed. I just want to eat the flesh and blood of that monster!"

"We must make him pay the price. We scholars all over the world should unite to write a blood petition!"

"Evil man troubles the country, evil man disturbs the government. If he does not die, there will be no peace."

In the evening, every county began to spread what happened in the capital in the morning. Most of the scholars were filled with righteous indignation and anger.

A small number of common people are indifferent and study with ease.

But there are also a few who want to take this opportunity to join the aristocratic circle and become dogs.

At the same time, under the spread of the saints, there were believers of Su Xun in every state and county, and stewed pig miscellaneous also began to appear all over the country.

All the common people began to know that a god named jiuxiao God Emperor gave the formula of stewed pig miscellaneous, so that the poor could easily eat oil and water, and the poor could make money to support their families.

Each county also began to build temples according to the imperial edict.

There are more and more believers, just like a single spark, which is gradually starting a prairie fire.

The Lotus Temple is still brightly lit tonight.

"Amitabha, younger martial brothers, Su Xun's army is pressing the border. How should we deal with it?"

The head of Lianhua temple sits at the head and looks down at the elders.

"If he comes, let him never come back, and let him pay for his life with those two younger martial brothers!"

A middle-aged monk with a beard said that he was quite like Lu Zhishen of the earth.

"That's right. The elder martial brother of the leader, the king of the capital and other ministers have all written to us. We must kill Su Xun. As long as Su Xun is dead, the business with us can continue."

"Our Lotus Temple is the head of Buddhism in the world. He leads the troops to come here. If we don't kill him, won't everyone be able to cast wild on us in the future?"

"Kill that thief, Guizhen temple is our Lotus Temple."

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful. In this case, let's send this sinful benefactor to have his first child as soon as possible."

Lotus Temple presided over a pitiful Buddha's name, which determined the end of Su Xun's death.

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The next evening.

Su Xun led the army to the foot of Lianhua temple.

Lianhua temple is built on Lianhua Mountain. The mountain is high into the clouds. The temple is built on the hillside. A long stone ladder is the only way to the temple.

"The Tenglong army builds heavy crossbows on the spot, and the archers are ready."

Looking at the temple on the hillside, the corner of Su Xun's mouth rose, and a sneer of banter was aroused.

"Yes, national teacher."

The commander of the Tenglong army ordered the soldiers to line up at the foot of the mountain. A heavy crossbow was built, and the baby's small arms were thick.This kind of Heavy Crossbow is also called broken vigorous crossbow. It can penetrate the vigorous Qi of the warrior in the congenital environment, and has great power.

But it's also very difficult to make it, so this kind of Heavy Crossbow is very precious. Only the elite army like Tenglong army can make it.

"Shoot!"

Sue spits out a word.

"Whew! Whew! Whew! Whew

A hundred heavy crossbows and thousands of arrows cut through the air, falling like a Lotus Temple, like a rain of arrows.

In the Lotus Temple, the monks had already gathered, waiting for Su Xun and others to go up the mountain, and then rushed out to fight.

But no one thought that Su Xun didn't go up the mountain at all. He just arched at the foot of the mountain.

"Ah "Pooh -"

"they are so mean, they break the crossbow!"

"Ah

As a result of being caught off guard, many people were killed when the first wave of arrows fell.

But soon the masters of the master's realm of Lotus Temple joined hands to launch the second wave of arrows with real Qi.

"Su Xun, the national master of Da Qian, came to worship the mountain, but we didn't come out quickly to meet him."

Su Xun got up in the air and gave a cold drink.

The sound is like thunder. It spreads all over Lianhua Mountain and stirs up birds.

The Mountain Gate of the Lotus Temple opened, and the monk rushed out with weapons. Many people with blood glared at Su Xun.

"You wretch! We can only do some sneak attacks! "

A hot tempered elder pointed at Su Xun and scolded him angrily.

"The dead don't have to talk so much."

Su Xun coldly dropped a sentence, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen long swords made of divine power broke away.

"Amitabha."

At this time, a Buddha's trumpet sounded, and then a strong force smashed those long swords.

Then an old monk came out.

"Elder master."

Other monks say hello one after another.

Su Xun's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the old monk: "wusheng?"

This is the first time in the world to meet someone who can easily crack his offensive.

"Half step wusheng, the host of Lianhua temple, forgetting to see the benefactor." Forget empty hit a check head, tone calm said: "benefactor sinful, why not put down the butcher's knife by my Buddha, as soon as possible the first child to be a new man?"