Chapter 137 I will be the emperor!
If it were for an ordinary person, it might be affected, but it had no effect on the old national teacher.
"No matter what, I, a poor monk, will not tell others about this insidious method."
An Yunxi narrowed his eyes: "But someone already knows it, who told it out? There is a cause and an effect. If the national teacher does not speak, there is no way to solve this cause and effect."
Ling Fengxun suddenly stood up.
He stared at the old abbot with cold eyes, then raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
The next moment, several figures flew in directly from outside the door or behind the window.
Yingfeng directly put a dagger against the old abbot's neck.
Ling Fengxun said coldly: "Abbot, if you don't want to speak, I can send you to talk to your Buddha."
"Your Majesty, this is a Buddhist temple!"
The old abbot's emotions fluctuated for the first time, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
An Yunxi seemed to see a little bit of normal human emotion in the eyes of this stagnant old monk.
"Your Highness, there is no need to be so rude. I believe the old national teacher is willing to tell you."
The old abbot held the Buddhist beads in his hand and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, since
this poor monk can no longer stay out of it, I will tell your Highness." He raised his head and his eyes regained their calmness: "This poor monk has lived to such an old age, he has long seen through the world, and has become indifferent to life and death, and is not afraid of death. The reason why I am willing to tell you this is because what the female donor said is right. There is indeed a cause and effect for this poor monk. This poor monk has a junior brother who specializes in using this method to do evil and collect money. As long as you give him money, he will do anything bad."
An Yunxi seemed to be interested.
"Please tell me in detail, old master, what is the matter about fate?"
The old abbot continued, "I have actually seen the female donor a long time ago. Your mother often comes to my Buddhist temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. When you were one year old and were brought to Liangshan Temple, it was the poor monk who consecrated you with the blessing of peace. From that day on, the poor monk saw that the female donor's fate was extremely noble."
An Yunxi couldn't help laughing.
"I am just the daughter of a general, and my mother is just an ordinary family. How can I say that my fate is extremely noble?"
The old abbot's tone was firm, and he was not shaken at all by An Yunxi's words.
"What the poor monk saw is absolutely correct. If your fate had not been taken away, you would have soared to the sky and enjoyed boundless glory in the future."
An Yunxi listened to the old monk's words, feeling like she was listening to a liar brainwashing her.
Although she was reborn, she was still skeptical about this matter.
It was not like what she said, she really believed what the other party said.
The so-called phoenix fate must be able to give her a convincing statement.
"Where is the evidence? It can't just come true by touching the upper lip with the lower lip."
The old abbot showed a bitter smile.
"If the female donor doesn't believe the poor monk, why did she come to the poor monk today?"
An Yunxi's eyes were cold.
"That's because you, old imperial master, planted the seeds of evil and told the late emperor about this, causing him to issue an imperial decree that I can't marry my beloved. You've ruined my life!"
The old abbot said in a puzzled tone, "You are wrong, female donor. This shouldn't be bad for you. Marrying the prince of the royal family is the dream of countless women in the world."
An Yunxi laughed out of anger, "According to what you said, old imperial master, as long as I can let you live a life of glory and wealth, I can put you on the stove and roast you, so that you can't be with your beloved for the rest of your life, right?"
The abbot immediately shut up.
An Yunxi's eyes became extremely cold, and her previous calm tone was gone.
After chatting for a few sentences, she just wanted to confirm whether this matter was really related to him.
Now that the answer is known, there is no need to be polite.
"I don't want to argue with the old imperial master about this. Today I just want to tell you that you must help me cancel my engagement with the prince of the royal family within three days, otherwise, you will die as a token of your sin."
The old abbot obviously did not think that he was wrong to do so.
He told the late emperor about this matter and was given the position of abbot of Liangshan Temple. At that time, he was even honored as a living Buddha and was revered by thousands of people.
"Female donor, if you marry the prince, you can protect Beiling Kingdom for at least a hundred years. You can save not only one life, but the lives of tens of millions of people in the world."
An Yunxi smiled when
she heard this. She was moved by the old monk's intention.
"You mean, if the prince of the royal family marries me, you can stabilize the country?"
The old abbot nodded without hesitation.
"It is God's will. If you become the Queen of Beiling, Beiling will be prosperous for the next hundred years. This is fate."
Ling Fengxun's eyes were filled with hostility.
"If she wants to be the Queen, I have plenty of ways to do it. Why does she have to marry the Crown Prince?"
The old abbot was speechless.
He paused.
A look of astonishment flashed across his cloudy eyes.
Because he had never thought in this direction.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the orthodox of the royal family. Marrying him and becoming the Queen is a nail in the stone."
Ling Fengxun's thin lips slightly raised, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"Even if it is a nail in the stone, I can remove it for him!"
The old abbot's eyes were filled with astonishment and shock.
"Prince Regent, you are going to rebel!"
Ling Fengxun sneered: "So what if you rebel? Who stipulated that only the crown prince can sit on the throne? I am also the son of the previous emperor, of royal blood, why can't I be emperor?"
He said these words bluntly, which were arrogant in the eyes of the old abbot.
The old abbot's pupils suddenly contracted, but after a while, his mood recovered.
"Amitabha, good, good, if you do this, it will inevitably cause countless lives to be destroyed and injured."
Ling Fengxun did not have such a sad and pitiful mood as the old abbot.
In his eyes, only he can control his own destiny.
"Since Xiao Xi'er is destined to be the queen, then I will be the emperor!"
An Yunxi's heart seemed to be stirred by Ling Fengxun's words, and it beat faster without her control.
She smiled with a soft glow in her eyes.
Her prince still loved and protected her as in the previous life, as if he would never change
. Ling Fengxun's voice was cold.
"Don't bother you to worry about the affairs of the people in the world. Now tell me the method to take away the fate, and where is your junior brother?"
The old abbot lowered his eyes and kept turning the Buddhist beads in his hands, as if only this could soothe the emotions deep in his heart at this time.
"My junior fellow apprentice has been missing for many years. Even a poor monk has no way of knowing his whereabouts. There is only one way to steal his fate."