Chapter 138 (1/2)
”Princess,” the monk of Yongsheng Temple couldn't wait any longer. He asked Yu Xiaoxiao, ”where was the lightning strike?”
Yu's little novel: ”Oh, it's still a Dan stove room after several kitchens. Father, is it true that monks practice Dan? ”
Xianzong listened to Yu Xiaoxiao and asked himself, ”why can't the monk practice Dan?”
The monk of Yongsheng temple was struck by lightning when listening to the jade novel Danlu room. His face changed greatly. He couldn't care about the father and daughter in front of him anymore. He stood on his toes and ran quickly to the northwest of Huguo temple.
”No one was hurt,” Yu Xiaoxiao shouted to the monk.
Xianzong said, ”just leave him alone. Have you finished your business? Is it really over? ”
Yu Xiaoxiao waved his hand and said, ”the house is gone. What certificate is there...”
”OK,” Xianzong interrupted Yu Xiaoxiao and said, ”it's all right. We can go back to the palace. Er, I'll go back to the palace. Go back to the palace with Gu Xinglang. Don't go into the palace if you have nothing to do in the future. Just think of your father and Emperor. ”
Jade novel: ”is this the end?”
Xianzong smiled and said, ”it's a matter of reason that the young master is frightened and falls ill.”
Jade novel: ”that poison?”
”The house fell down.” Xianzong looked at his daughter. Why is she so stupid? There's no evidence. Who did Wen Fenglin say was the murderer? Who is the murderer?
At this time, the commander of the great internal guard pointed to a broken wall in the West and said to Xianzong, ”holy Lord, the wall there has fallen.”
Xianzong took a look to the west along the commander's hand. There was a section of wall missing.
Jade novel: ”it may have been knocked down.”
Xianzong said, ”the other walls are good. Why did that wall fall?”
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Xianzong and the bodyguards and guessed, ”because the quality of this wall is not qualified?”
As long as the courtyard wall of the Imperial Palace doesn't fall down, Xianzong won't think about the quality of the building. He didn't answer Yu's small remarks. Xianzong led the way with the bodyguard: ”go back and ask the Ministry of household to allocate some money and let the National Teacher repair the courtyard wall. It's always bad to hurt people, isn't it?”
”Minister's decree,” the commander answered quickly.
”All right,” said Xianzong and Yu's little novel, ”let's pick up Gu Xinglang and go back to our homes.”
”Help -”
”Help --”
Just as the party turned to go, a woman's cry for help came from the West courtyard wall.