The matter of Xuanmiao Temple was not publicized. After knowing that King Jing's carriage had gone to Xuanmiao Temple, the abbot of Baima Temple, Xu Yangzi, relaxed and even ordered people to transport back the "materials" used for alchemy.
"Master, we brought these people back so quickly, will anything happen?" Taoist Zi Yang, Xu Yangzi's disciple, was a little worried.
Xu Yangzi didn't care at all. "Prince Jing has already gone to Xuanmiao Temple. How can he come back to our temple? Besides, what can that blind prince do to us?"
Seeing that his master was no longer the master who only focused on cultivation, Zi Yang was unwilling to say more.
Perhaps it would be better for King Jing to launch a surprise attack. Now it is time to clean up the chaotic Baima Temple.
Even though King Jing is blind and even though he has lost his military power, he is still a prince. I don't know where the master got the confidence to think that he can look down on a prince.
Perhaps God heard Zi Yang's thoughts, and before noon, there was a noise coming from the entrance of the Taoist temple.
The gatekeeper then scrambled to report to Xu Yangzi, "Prince Jing's carriage has stopped at the gate and will be arriving soon!"
When Xu Yangzi in the room heard the news, put on his clothes and ran out, King Jing had already entered the temple and was paying homage.
"I, Xu Yangzi, come to see His Royal Highness Prince Jing. May His Royal Highness Prince Jing live a thousand years." Xu Yangzi's face was pale and he almost bit his tongue when he spoke.
Song Yushu carefully looked at Xu Yangzi's face and expression. Like Qiu Mingzi, his steps were unsteady, his eyes were purple, and his gaze was dull. It was obvious that he had indulged in excessive sexual activities.
A good Taoist temple has become such a dirty place because of these people's selfish desires. I don't know whether King Yu knows about it.
The Minister of Rites was lustful, and Song Yushu had already received the exact information, but Prince Yu did not like it. Even the maids in his house, including the first room, were arranged by the Queen, otherwise he would have no time to take care of the backyard.
According to the imperial law, officials were not allowed to visit prostitutes, let alone play with such lowly things.
"I have been to two Taoist temples in a row but still couldn't concentrate on recuperation. Xu Yangzi, you won't make me feel at ease here, right?" Lu Zhixing turned his back to Xu Yangzi, and a cold voice floated into his ears.
Two Taoist temples in a row! The sweat on Xu Yangzi's forehead flowed even more happily, and his face became even paler. He knelt down, not daring to look up, and said tremblingly: "Jing, His Royal Highness Prince Jing..."
Xu Yangzi's mind went blank due to the huge impact, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak.
Seeing his master like this, Zi Yang, who was already extremely disappointed in him, had no choice but to step in and say, "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the White Horse Monastery will do its utmost to ensure that Your Highness can rest and recuperate in peace."
Song Yushu looked at Ziyang. Behind the timid old man was a tall young man, who was very eye-catching at first glance.
"That's good. I'd like to thank the Taoist priest on behalf of the prince." Song Yushu nodded and smiled kindly. "Your Highness must be tired from the long journey. Do you have any guest rooms to rest in?"
It is a rumor known to many people that there is a little eunuch beside the cold-faced and irritable prince. When I saw him today, it was true.
As the eunuch spoke, the prince's coldness eased somewhat. A trace of thought flashed across Ziyang's eyes, and he kowtowed and accepted the order. "The guest rooms in the temple have been renovated. Please come in, Your Highness."
Lu Zhixing remained silent. He turned around, a look of uncertainty on his face. It was obvious that he was upset by the previous incident at the Taoist temple. He placed his hand on Song Yushu's and said, "Lead the way."
"Yes, Your Highness." Zi Yang no longer expected his frightened master to wake up. He walked past Xu Yangzi and led Lu Zhixing and his group to the guest rooms.
After bringing Lu Zhixing into the room, Zi Yang did not leave, but waited quietly in the yard with the Taoist boy.
Song Yushu took a peek through the crack in the door and said to Lu Zhixing, "Your Highness, this Ziyang seems to be a reasonable person."
"If he had any sense, he wouldn't have allowed his master to help the Ministry of Rites do such a despicable thing." Lu Zhixing pointed out the problem mercilessly.
It was indeed a double-edged sword. Song Yushu shrugged and said, "Then I will go meet him and see what he wants to do."
"Be careful." Lu Zhixing nodded and reminded Song Yushu.
"Okay."
Song Yushu pretended to have settled the prince down and walked out. He looked at Ziyang in surprise and asked, "Master, what are you doing...?"
Zi Yang bowed respectfully and said, "I have some questions that I would like to ask this eunuch. May I ask if you would mind moving aside?"
"If you have anything to say, just say it here. We still have to prepare meals for the prince later." Song Yushu deliberately acted embarrassed.
"Eunuch, it's just a few words. It's also for the purpose of better serving the prince. I will not delay you for long." Zi Yang looked at Song Yushu sincerely.
"Okay." Song Yushu thought about it, and finally nodded, then walked out of the yard with him.
After making sure that Lu Zhixing couldn't hear him, Ziyang stopped, turned around, and knelt down in front of Song Yushu, kowtowed vigorously, "Please have mercy on me, eunuch, and save my Baima audience!"
"What are you doing?" Song Yushu was startled and stepped back repeatedly.
This group of practitioners is really confusing. Not only are their five roots not pure, but they also do things in a very strange way. I am not familiar with them, so why do they need her to save them right away?
Zi Yang continued to kowtow, even after his forehead was bruised. "I am at my wit's end. I heard that you are a reasonable man and will not stand idly by."
If I were to be reasonable, would I have saved you? I'm not the Three Pure Ones statues you worship in your temple, so why should I have to save you? I shouldn't have helped the evildoers in the first place!
Song Yushu beckoned back, asking the guards to hold Ziyang, who was constantly kowtowing, back. "Master, please calm down. This is so unreasonable. I really don't know how to respond to you."
The moment Prince Jing's carriage appeared outside the White Horse Temple, Zi Yang knew it would be investigated sooner or later. Rather than waiting for others to find out, he would rather speak out in advance, "My poor master colluded with the Minister of Rites to kidnap and sell prostitutes and daughters of decent families to serve as secret prostitutes for the pleasure of the ministers. This is one of his crimes."
"As the master of a temple, he does not cultivate virtue and instead indulges in wine and women. This is his second sin."
"Although the crime is not heinous, it is still abhorrent to both humans and gods, and is beyond the reach of justice. I am powerless to change the situation, so I can only ask you to plead with the prince for mercy. If the court confiscates the arson, can you spare the Taoist priests who were not involved in this incident?"
Zi Yang was an extremely intelligent person. He only talked about the abbot Xu Yangzi and the Minister of Rites, and did not mention anything about Prince Yu.
Song Yushu was about to speak when he was interrupted by Xu Yangzi who came rushing over. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot on his pale face, and he pointed at Zi Yang and shouted.
"What nonsense are you talking about, traitor?!!!"
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