"Let's go."

Ma Xing lay on the ground and rested enough and slowly got up.

He had the same idea as Fuhui.

After such a big defeat, if Shi Le would definitely be furious if he went back like this.

In a rage, it is not impossible to behead them.

So, hiding here and waiting, sending a war report back to ask for help.

When the reinforcements arrived, Shi Le's anger should have disappeared and he would not kill people in anger.

Moreover, how to write a war report, they can discuss it.

Collecting the remaining soldiers who fled back, Fuhui and Ma Xing entered Yangcheng.

The prefect hurriedly brought people to greet him, and Fuhui and Ma Xing immediately wrote a battle report to Xingqing City.

The messenger rushed to Xingqing City immediately.

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Xingqing City, royal palace.

Ma Fang hurried into the harem with a battle report.

Walking to a warm pavilion, Ma Fang stopped, sorted out herself, and then carefully pushed the door open and entered.

Shi Le was playing chess with the imperial concubine Li Yan, and several palace maids were serving him, with a basin of charcoal fire next to him.

Li Yan held a chess piece in her hand, looking at the chessboard, wondering where to make it.

"My beloved concubine is undecided."

Shi Le said with a smile.

Li Yan acted coquettishly and said, "The king was very skilled in chess. He agreed to give in to me."

Shi Le smiled and said, "It's just a chess game, it's not real. If you lose, you'll be the only one."

Li Yan took the opportunity to mess up the chessboard and said with a smile: "What the king said, there will be another game over there, the king wants..."

Before Li Yan could act coquettishly, Ma Fang came over and said, "Your Majesty, the battle report of Zhenguo Temple."

Ma Fang bent down and lowered her head, holding the battle report in both hands, and delivered it to Shi Le. He did not dare to look up at Shi Le.

When Shi Le heard the war report from Zhenguo Temple, his face immediately calmed down and he stopped laughing with Li Yan.

Shile ordered Zhenguo Temple to be kept and war was not allowed.

Zhenguo Temple sent a war report.

This battle report either reports good news and wins a battle or suffers a great defeat.

Shi Le had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Shi Le's face changed drastically, and he got up and broke the war report angrily, cursing: "Deshan is old and confused. I asked him to defend it, but he attacked rashly. Now, I'm fine, I'm killed and lost the Zhenguo Temple.

It’s gone, more than 100,000 soldiers have been lost! Waste, waste!"

Shi Le was furious, scaring the concubine Li Yan so much that she was so beautiful that she was not so beautiful. The palace maids who were serving her were crawling on the ground and dared not move.

Ma Fang was also afraid to speak.

At this time, Shi Le was angry and no one dared to touch the bad head.

Bang!

Shi Le slapped the chessboard, and the jade chessboard was shattered. The imperial concubine Li Yan was so scared that she screamed and fell to the ground.

"Go! Come find Kongji!"

"There are also civil and military ministers in the court, all of them are here to discuss matters!"

Shi Le angrily stepped out of the warm pavilion and walked towards the main hall.

When Shi Le left the warm pavilion, Ma Fang immediately called the palace maids over and said, "Help the concubine get up quickly."

The palace maid came over to help Li Yan, who was fading in beauty, and found that her face had been pierced by the broken jade slag and had already started bleeding.

"Empress...your face."

The palace maid looked at Li Yan's face in horror. The gap was not big, but in the fierce competition in the harem, such flaws on her face were fatal.

"My face."

Li Yan touched her face in panic, and blood was stained in her hands. Li Yan exclaimed: "What's wrong with my face, what's wrong with my face?"

Ma Fang had no time to control Li Yan. The current situation in Xixia is very critical and we must immediately call the ministers to discuss countermeasures.

Ma Fang did not read the war report, but when he saw that the messenger who delivered the letter looked very embarrassed, he asked about the situation first.

The envoy said that Zhenguo Temple was raided by Long Chen, Deshan was beheaded by the battlefield, Zhenguo Temple was lost, and Sun Bing was nearly 200,000.

Such a great defeat shocked the whole country.

Ma Fang ignored Li Yan anymore and immediately left the warm room and greeted a group of eunuchs in the palace to send letters and pass on the decree.

Zhaoti Temple.

Kong Ji was patrolling the hall, seeing that there were not many believers worshipping them.

Every spring is the peak period for believers to burn incense and worship, and Kongji usually meets believers in the main hall.

"Abbot."

A kind-hearted man, who was over 50 years old, came over, bowed deeply to Kongji, and looked extremely pious.

"Strange man Wang, are your legs and feet well?"

Kongji immediately helped the man up and asked with a smile.

"I can still walk with my legs and feet in my arms."

"While you can still leave, come over to worship Buddha and see the abbot."

This great-grandson Wang is named Wang He. He is the great customer of Zhaoti Temple and has donated a lot of money.

Wang Hezu was good at doing business for generations, and his caravans traveled between Us, Western Xia, Eastern Zhou, and Southern Liang, and accumulated billions of furniture.

But there is a problem with their family. When the man at home is forty, his legs will gradually become stiff and eventually become a cripple.

This has become a curse inherited by the Wang family for generations.

When Wang He's generation came, he was a devout believer in Zhaoti Temple.

When she got married, she took her wife to stay in Zhaoti Temple for one night, worshiped and converted to Buddha in the Demon Suppression Hall, and asked Monk Kongji to stay overnight.

Later, Wang He gave birth to a son who was very healthy. Now he is almost thirty years old. He is strong and has a strong martial arts skills, but he doesn't like doing business very much.

"Is the son-in-law okay now? There is no sign of his legs and feet being unstable?"

Monk Kongji knew the reason and asked, he had to worry about Wang He's wife all night while he was vigilant.

At that time, Hunji and young were just the time when he was full of energy.

Wang He's wife Liu is a stunning woman. After Kong Ji used the incense to fascinate Liu, he was struggling all night.

After returning from Zhaoti Temple, Liu immediately became pregnant.

"It's great. I learned a martial arts master and I'm quite talented."

Wang He was very happy. Although his son did not do business, the family industry was not easy to pass on.

But compared to becoming a useless person, Wang He is more willing to be healthy for his son.

Anyway, billions of wealth in the family are enough for his descendants to enjoy the happiness of his descendants.

"That's good, Buddha blessed."

Kong Ji clasped his hands together and said with a smile.

Faced with this kind of sage Wang Dashanren who was cuckolded by himself and raised wild species for him, Kongji felt no guilt in his heart, and even remembered what happened that night... Liu was really so moist.

It’s just a pity that Wang He comes to worship every year. Liu’s family has never been there since then, and Kongji has no way to do anything else.

"Abbot, I want to go to the Demon Subduing Temple to worship again, I don't know if it's convenient."

Wang He asked in a requesting tone.

Kong Ji was slightly stunned for a moment. Wang He thought Kong Ji was unwilling to do so, and immediately explained: "My legs and feet have become worse and worse recently. I want to worship the Demon-Subduing Buddha."

"I brought 10,000 gold coins to offer today, and I have handed it over to Master Puxuan."

Monk Kongji did not mind, but talked about the Demon Subduing Palace, and he suddenly remembered Long Chen.

"Oh, there is no inconvenience. The good man Wang and the monk come with me."

Monk Kongji thought about it and smiled and walked behind the hall with Wang He.

Two strong servants helped Wang He walk back slowly.

Wang He is not good at walking, but he doesn't like to carry him, and he doesn't like to sit in a sedan chair.

This is how people are, they will be attached to whatever they lack.

I like to see if I have bad eyesight, and I like to walk if I have bad legs and feet.

Monk Kongji walked in front, and Wang He followed slowly behind.

Walking through the lively Refuge Hall, out of the back door, turning around the corridor, and reaching the quieter Demon Subduing Hall.

The Demon Subduing Palace is painted with black paint, looking very depressing.

When I walked in, I saw a Buddha statue more than five meters high.

This Buddha statue has four faces, each with different expressions, including anger, compassion, hideousness, and sneer. Each of them holds swords, demon-subduing pestle, big sword, axe, and a pair of blood-red

The thighs were stomped on a skull carved from a stone.

Under the skull, there were four heads, which were the four sons of the Long family.
Chapter completed!