Chapter 729 Pilgrimage
Chapter 729 Pilgrimage
Li Cunxi shook his head directly.
What a joke! Huaiyi's death was decided several years ago. How could it be changed?
He and Wu Chengsi had been planning for three years for this day.
"Then let's put this matter aside for now."
"Abbot, please lead the way."
Wu Zetian suppressed her concern for Huaiyi and turned around to give orders to the abbot.
The abbot responded, clasped his hands together, and led the way.
Wu Zetian took a few steps and asked again:
"Cunxi, there are still people with snake spirits in this Hanguang Temple. Do you have any way to deal with them?"
Li Cunxi looked back at Hu Jinghui and Li Yuanfang who fell behind the team and nodded.
"Your Majesty, the only solution now is to ask the two strongest warriors of our Great Zhou to take action."
"General Hu Jinghui of the Qianniu Guards was a man of extraordinary martial prowess. During the Youzhou Incident, on the night of the bloody riot, Hu Jinghui single-handedly slaughtered over a thousand rebels, demonstrating his unparalleled might."
"Li Yuanfang, the Inspector General of the Thousand Oxen Guards, is loyal, brave, and righteous, and a rare and brave general."
"With these two guarding Your Majesty, no accidents will happen."
Wu Zetian was stunned and slowly nodded in agreement.
Those who are protected by Hu Jinghui and Li Yuanfang are probably the safest people in the Great Zhou.
The emperor has always been aware of the strength of the two, and now this is the only arrangement.
Li Cunxi was afraid that Wu Zetian would not agree, so he said:
"Your Majesty, if the two generals are not strong enough, I do have some strength enough to stop the assassin for Your Majesty."
Wu Zetian's expression immediately returned to normal, and she laughed:
"You have already ascended to the throne of the King of Qin. Why did you block the assassin for me?"
"With the two generals over there, who can touch a hair on my head?"
"Let's go, Cunxi. Since the Crown Prince hasn't arrived yet, you will take his place and lead the way in."
Li Cunxi lowered his head: "I obey your command."
In the main hall, the Qianniu Guards had already completed their deployment.
Zhang Huan and Li Lang squatted on the beam and looked down.
There was a burst of drums and music outside just now. Even though the two of them were squatting inside the main hall, they could still hear the noise outside.
The two men who had accompanied the emperor for many years naturally knew that the emperor had arrived at Hanguang Temple and was about to offer incense.
While squatting, Li Lang's body suddenly shook, his feet slipped, and he almost fell off the beam.
Zhang Huan reached out and helped him up, saying, "You haven't slept all night, no wonder you feel uncomfortable. This place is only the size of a palm, I can see it all by myself, you can go down and rest."
Li Lang and Zhang Huan have known each other for many years and knew that the other was steady enough. Besides, he was not only dizzy, but also felt uncomfortable in his stomach.
At this point, no further words are needed.
He took the easy way out and said, "Well, then I'll go down. You just keep an eye on it from up there."
"Go quickly, go quickly, your face is pale."
At Zhang Huan's urging, Li Lang no longer hesitated and slid down the pillar.
Li Cunxi, who accompanied Wu Zetian to the Main Hall, easily saw Li Lang coming out of the Main Hall, and a smile appeared inadvertently on the corner of his mouth.
If he remembered correctly, inside the Main Hall, only Zhang Huan and Li Lang were guarding the beams, and the rest of the Thousand Oxen Guards were scattered on the ground in the hall.
Now that Li Lang has withdrawn, Zhang Huan will definitely not be able to cause any harm on his own.
I just don’t know if my good brother Kui Wenzhong has arrived at the designated location at this moment.
At the same time, on the beam of the main hall, Kui Wenzhong easily knocked Zhang Huan unconscious and placed Zhang Huan in front like a puppet to block others' view.
Hanguang Temple was heavily guarded, and he almost didn't get in.
Fortunately, there was a fire in Hanguang Temple last night. When Li Cunxi and others rushed to the back garden, there was a slight flaw in the defense force. He was able to sneak in and successfully knocked down Zhang Huan at this moment.
"Success or failure depends on this one move."
Kui Wenzhong took a deep breath and was ready to rescue Wu Zetian at any time.
At this moment, the abbot walked into the hall and stood in front of the Buddha statue.
Led by the monk Jingkong, all the monks in Hanguang Temple entered the main hall and lined up on both sides.
The abbot clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Then the instruments sounded and the monks chanted in Sanskrit.
Suddenly, outside the main hall, drums and music started to play, and ritual instruments began to clashed.
A loud singing came from outside the door:
"Your Majesty is here!!!"
The monks knelt on the ground as if they had rehearsed it, shouting "Long live the Buddha!"
Amidst the crowd, Wu Zetian entered the hall with Li Cunxi, Di Renjie, Wu Chengsi, Zhang Jianzhi and Wu Sansi, and then nodded calmly to the abbot.
The abbot understood and shouted loudly:
"The Emperor is paying homage!"
Kui Wenzhong poked his head out from behind Zhang Huan and looked down at Wu Zetian who was standing just below him.
He will probably never forget this face. It was this woman who destroyed his family when he was a teenager.
All his brothers, except Li Cunxi, died in the smoky and miasmic land of Lingnan.
If it weren't for the hatred in his heart and his remembrance of the eighth brother Li Cunxi, he would probably have died in Lingnan like his brothers.
The thought of revenge on the spot slowly arose in his mind, but he immediately saw Li Cunxi standing beside Wu Zetian.
That handsome face was full of calmness, as if he was still waiting for the plan to proceed.
Holding the swallow bell tightly in his hand, the murderous intent in Kui Wenzhong's eyes slowly dissipated.
Li Cunxi had been planning for years to lead them out of that quagmire. If he ruined Li Cunxi's plans now, it would be hard for everyone.
In front of the Buddha statue, Wu Zetian held up three incense sticks in her hands and saluted respectfully.
After the ceremony, Wu Zetian inserted the sandalwood into the incense burner, took three steps back, knelt on the cushion, and kowtowed to the Buddha statue.
Shining closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Endless hatred crept into his mind, but he quickly forced himself to suppress it.
After Wu Zetian finished her greeting, she stood up and turned to Li Cunxi who was standing beside her.
"Cunxi, please take the lead and enter on behalf of the Crown Prince."
Li Cunxi replied, "I obey your order."
After saying that, Li Cunxi took a few steps forward and took the three incense sticks from the abbot's hand.
To be honest, he had never thought that he would replace the prince as the first to advance.
After all, in the original novel, it was Uncle Di Renjie who did this.
"I'm sorry, uncle. After all these years, I, your dear nephew, am about to steal your lines again."
His thoughts gradually returned, and he said aloud:
"I, Li Cunxi, am here today to represent the Crown Prince and present my thanks to Your Majesty for your eternal wisdom and wisdom. You have taught the people and governed the prefectures and counties, and have made peace with the barbarians and stabilized the borders."
"Develop water conservancy, emphasize agriculture and sericulture, cultivate land, and store grain, so that public and private granaries will be filled and people's lives will be prosperous!"
"I hope the Crown Prince will carry on the late Emperor's aspirations, inherit the Holy Mother's great responsibility, abandon wine and women, do not belittle yourself, be close to the virtuous and stay away from flatterers, and live up to the Emperor's trust."
Kui Wenzhong looked at Li Cunxi, and his expression relaxed a lot.
After Li Cunxi lit incense and kowtowed, Kui Wenzhong knew that the climax was finally about to begin.
Li Yuanfang and Hu Jinghui, who were less than three meters away from the emperor, looked at each other and began to make final preparations.
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