The abbot gnashed his teeth and said, "I don't know!"
If the child is gone, he can have another one, but if the position of the abbot is gone, how can he make money again? He must not kill people! "Don't know? What a good don't know?" Shen Qingqiu smiled coldly. Of course, the child cannot be killed. No matter what the abbot did, the child is innocent after all. But this temple cannot be burned. After a while, a group of people came out, took firewood, poured oil on it, and poured it around the temple.
They held torches high in their hands, making Shen Qingqiu's face in the center red.
"Is everything ready? Light the fire for me!"
Following Shen Qingqiu's order, a huge fire suddenly broke out in the misty temple.
It was a dry season, and with the help of firewood, the fire quickly started, and the flames swept through the temple.
The abbot's eyes widened, and the whole temple was in chaos. The young monk who had always been close to the abbot couldn't help but approach him, "Master, Master, the temple can't be burned down, it can't be burned down! Why don't you tell her!"
The abbot, however, went crazy and kicked the young disciple to the ground. He looked stubborn and tough, even a little crazy: "Nonsense! I said, there are no Tibetans. What nonsense are you talking about?!" He yelled at the young disciple.
He stomped on the young disciple so hard that his face was completely disfigured and covered in blood. If Shen Qingqiu hadn't had someone stop him, he would have trampled him to death.
Even so, the young disciple who was stopped was dying and could not utter any clear words.
Shen Qingqiu had no choice but to interrogate the abbot again, but the abbot was very stubborn and refused to say a single word.
"Miss, you think it's almost done."
The guard stepped forward and whispered. Shen Qingqiu snorted coldly. This abbot's mouth could not be opened, but he was a greedy person. "Scrape out all the incense money from the temple and donate it all to the charity tomorrow."
"You! You have such a vicious heart!" The abbot trembled. It was obvious that the incense money from the temple had to be given to the charity hall, but Shen Qingqiu, who did this for him, seemed like some kind of devil.
Shen Qingqiu lived up to his expectations and indeed played the role of a great villain. She looked arrogant and said, "What do you think?"
"You! Puff!" The abbot was so angry that he spat out blood.
Even though he was forced into such a situation, he refused to reveal Liu's whereabouts.
Shen Qingqiu bared his teeth and could only make the next best thing: "Okay, if you don't tell me, then I'll seal the temple. Go! Let them seal the temple. It's just a small temple anyway. I'll dig three feet underground and I'll always find my mother!"
She then ordered, "Put out the fire." She had not intended to burn down the entire temple. She was just pretending to scare the abbot. She didn't know where her mother was hiding in the temple. What if she got burned?
And she didn't expect that the abbot would be so stubborn.
Shen Qingqiu had no choice but to make concessions.
The fire started quickly and went out quickly.
The monks in the temple all breathed a sigh of relief, but the abbot, who should have been happy, had no expression of happiness at all. Instead, he was filled with indignation. Being forced to close the temple was simply an insult to the extreme! After all, some of the pilgrims in the temple were innocent, so Shen Qingqiu naturally had to let them leave.
The people in the temple were cleared out, and Shen Qingqiu looked like he was determined to dig the people out even if he had to dig three feet deep. Not only was the abbot desperate, but the little monk was also desperate. When there was no one around, he sneaked up to the abbot and asked what to do. "He was harmed by someone!" The abbot cursed angrily. He was able to tie up a living person like Liu without changing his expression or heartbeat. He had done such things many times in his daily life.
To put it bluntly, in a place like the capital, the White Dragon Temple, a temple outside the capital, can be so prosperous because of the secret offerings of some people. And outside the capital, it is naturally easier to do things that are not mentioned on the surface than in the city. After all, there is such a large wild mountain behind the White Dragon Temple. Whether it is killing people or preventing fires, no one can see the bodies thrown behind.
He had received the silver and was asked to arrest Liu.
Although he occasionally saw dignitaries in the capital, he did not know much about the dignitaries in the capital, and had never heard of the title of Kangle Xiangjun. But now, not only were his illegitimate children killed, but even his home was being destroyed by this evil star.
The host felt angry and regretful. Compared to the half-man-tall evil star in front of him, he hated the person who made him offend this evil star more.
Tu Jiuzheng and his men were sweeping the entire White Dragon Temple like a whirlwind, but Shen Qingqiu still felt that it was not fast enough, so she picked up a small lamp and walked towards the abbot. The few young monks behind the abbot were completely frightened by her, and when they saw her walking towards them with a candle in her hand and smiling, they all trembled and leaned against the abbot's back.
Shen Qingqiu's eyes swept across the host's face, and then saw the nervous and trembling little monk. She naturally concluded that her mother was here, and now she tested them without any hesitation, "I'm giving you this choice now. I think even if you kidnapped my mother, you won't have time to transport her out in a short period of time. If you tell me, I can spare your life. Host, I don't know who asked you to deal with my mother, but you should ask about my reputation, Shen Qingqiu. You can't have a life to make money and no life to spend it."
The host's heart was slightly moved when he asked her to say that, but people like him who were used to this job had never thought of releasing Liu safely. Now that Shen Qingqiu had taken over his lair, it was likely that after something like this happened today, no pilgrims would dare to come to the White Dragon Temple in the future, and it would sooner or later fall into decline. It would be better to take the opportunity to blackmail her for a sum of money, so that he could take the money and run away.
The abbot was calculating in his mind, but the young monk in front of him was impatient. After being provoked by Shen Qingqiu's words, his mentality collapsed and he said directly: "Donor, donor, please forgive me, it has nothing to do with me! It was the abbot who locked the female donor in the cellar! Please forgive me!"
"Shut up!" The host suddenly yelled at the young monk beside him in anger.
But Shen Qingqiu was too lazy to look at him anymore. She stood up quickly and said, "Let's go to the cellar!" Tu Jiu and others quickly followed her with torches. Liu was indeed in the cellar. As soon as Shen Qingqiu went down, she saw Liu lying on the ground with a big belly. She breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to wake up her mother.
Fortunately, Liu was only knocked unconscious by the host and did not suffer much.
Shen Qingqiu called twice and then she slowly woke up. She was stunned for a moment when she looked at her daughter, as if she remembered something. She immediately said, "Qiu'er..." Shen Qingqiu didn't wait for her to finish her words and comforted her, "It's okay, mother, you get up first, the cellar is cold." Shen Qingqiu winked behind her, and Tu Jiu came over, took off the outermost layer of cloak and gave it to Liu.
"Master, what should we do with these people?" Tu Jiu pointed at the monks kneeling together.
Shen Qingqiu concluded that the host was definitely not a monk, but she didn't know about the other bald heads, and she was too lazy to check. She was not an official appointed by the court, so why would she check this thing if she didn't do this job? "Hand them all over the Dali Temple. Remember, give them to Lord Lin Xuanfeng." Lin Xuanfeng has a straight character. If this matter is handed over to him, he will definitely be able to get to the bottom of it.
Tu Jiu nodded, Shen Qingqiu supported Liu, and the carriages outside had already arrived. It was Gu Yong who got off the carriage, looking exhausted. After a while, Mother Chen also got off and looked at the temple anxiously.
She never could have imagined that such a big thing would happen when she just went back to report the news. She regretted it so much that she rushed back.
Liu was also quite frightened today, but she couldn't show it in front of her daughter. Now seeing Gu Yong, she felt all the grievances come out, and she threw herself into Gu Yong's arms and began to sob softly. Gu Yong was naturally distressed, and his eyes met Shen Qingqiu, who nodded at him.
Gu Yong understood and first carried his wife into the carriage. His eyes fell on the plaque of Bailong Temple, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes.
The group rushed back to the Marquis' Mansion, and soon the doctor came over to take Liu's pulse. It turned out that she was just frightened and the wound on her forehead was only a superficial one. It was a blessing in disguise.
The doctor prescribed some tranquilizers and told her to drink them and go to bed as soon as possible.
Liu was helped by Gu Yong to lie on the bed. After drinking the medicine, her eyes were heavy, but she was still a little worried, so she gave two instructions, "Don't tell the old lady about what happened today...what happened a few days ago has already made her anxious and angry..." After all, there was no point in telling Yong, it would just make one more person worry in vain.
Gu Yong held Liu's hand and whispered softly, "I understand." Then Liu fell asleep peacefully.
Seeing that she was already asleep, Gu Yong carefully put down the tent and walked out of the tent. Shen Qingqiu was sitting quietly in the room, and she poured tea for him, "Knowing that my mother went up the mountain today, she bribed the mountain's host in advance, and also knew that Mother Chen had returned to the mansion, and my mother was alone. This person has a plan that is perfect, and knows all the affairs of the Gu Marquis's mansion. Dad, be careful of the thief inside."
Gu Yong took the teacup, but did not drink it. Instead, he crushed the delicate little teacup with one palm.
He closed his eyes tightly. The love between brothers was deep, but he had done nothing wrong to her over the years, yet she wanted to harm his daughter! Gu Yong opened his eyes, and there was already a look of determination in his eyes. "I will ask the ancestral hall to be opened tomorrow and remove her from the Gu family's genealogy." It was not right to kill his brother's only daughter, but Gu Yong did not want to see her at all.
Shen Qingqiu shook his head again, "Dad, think about it again. How can Gu Yanran, who has been away from home for many years, have such ability when she returns to the capital? Although she knows everything about the Marquis' Mansion and my mother's whereabouts, she can't control what happens in the White Dragon Temple? Take a look again, does everything that happened in the White Dragon Temple make you feel familiar?"
Although Gu Yong is a military commander, he is also very clear about this aspect. Bailong Temple is located in a remote area, so it is naturally easy for people to kill people and do arson and other shady things. But even if it is in the suburbs of Beijing, it is also the capital. Such a large temple has not had any incidents in these years. It is impossible if there is no one to protect it.
After a moment, a name came to Gu Yong's mind, and he said, "Princess Changping."
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