80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled

In the Forbidden City, he was still triumphant just now, and Prince Taiping, who was in control of the situation, fell straight down.

A wound appeared between his eyebrows, and blood slowly flowed down.

Not only him, but also several demon martial saints, all of them are like this, facing Lin Jiufeng's casual throw, the condensed sword can't be resisted at all.

All dead!

Lin Tianyuan's Wu Sheng immediately started to counterattack, and in an instant, he shot and killed several commanders of the forbidden army.

A rebellion turned over in an instant.

Everyone looked at Lin Tianyuan with a confused expression.

In the end what happened?

They didn't see the sword that Lin Jiufeng made just now, and now Lin Jiufeng's shot is like a spring breeze and rain, moistening things silently, so no one will notice it.

Lin Tianyuan knew that only if the uncle made a move, these people would suddenly die suddenly.

He looked at the forbidden army, and after a while, he was afraid that without Lin Jiufeng, his throne would be overthrown.

"I used to pay too much attention to reforms and external matters, but I was slack with the imperial capital. This is a lesson." Lin Tianyuan swallowed the bitter fruit through gritted teeth.

"Put down your weapons, I will not hold you accountable, but only punish the first evil!" Lin Tianyuan took a deep breath and said seriously.

As soon as these words came out, people put down their weapons one after another and did not dare to resist.

A storm disappeared like this.

Only Lin Tianyuan, looking in the direction of Leng Gong, felt grateful beyond words.

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After Prince Taiping rebelled, the imperial capital suddenly strengthened its management. The princes were all in danger and did not dare to make any movement, for fear of being targeted.

Some people describe Emperor Ming as a frightened tiger. When he encounters any person or beast, he will kill each other in order to ensure his own safety.

For a time, the security situation in the imperial capital was greatly improved.

Lin Tianyuan didn't do anything to outsiders, he first thoroughly cleaned the royal family from the inside out.

Only those who commit a lot of crimes, as long as they collude with the demon sect, as long as they participate in the rebellion, they will all be killed.

This time, a lot of royal family members were killed, and the heads were rolling.

Lin Tianyuan didn't care what others thought of him. After he cleaned up the worms in the royal family, he came to thank Lin Jiufeng.

This is his second trip since he ascended the throne.

On average, there is a cold palace every five years.

"Thank you uncle for saving your life." Lin Tianyuan said respectfully.

"It's just a small matter." Lin Jiufeng calmly said, this is really a trivial matter for him.

"Uncle, with the in-depth reform of the Ascension God Dynasty, the nine kings have been destroyed, and the pressure on the treasury has also eased a lot. Next, I plan to do something with the sect." Lin Tianyuan said solemnly.

"Doing the sect in the world?" Lin Jiufeng raised her brows.

"No, I just want to wipe out the Jiangnan area, which is full of Buddhist temples." Lin Tianyuan shook his head and said.

In the rainy land in the south of the Yangtze River, Buddhist temples are prevalent. It can be said that there is a temple in three steps and a temple in five steps.

"These temple monks are not engaged in production and accept worship from the common people. The golden body of the Bodhisattva in the temple is dazzling, and the people outside the temple are hungry, and it is too much to ask the Bodhisattva to bless their safety." Lin Tianyuan said indignantly.

Lin Jiufeng listened silently.

"There are also ordinary people who, as long as they commit a crime, hide in temples, ordain or become a monk, and put down their butcher's knife, they can become Buddhas on the spot. In the future, they will belong to Buddhists, and the court has no right to interfere with internal affairs of Buddhism. Therefore, in the southern region of the Yangtze River, villains become monks. All are."

"After they became monks, they began to commit crimes again under the protection of Buddhism. They committed adultery and looting, and committed all kinds of evil. But Buddhism was very kind in the hearts of the people, and it was very difficult for the court to do it."

"These temples must be demolished, and those wicked monks must be brought back."

"There can be temples, but they can't be everywhere."

Lin Tianyuan said his follow-up thoughts.

Lin Jiufeng listened silently and asked, "The Buddhist power is still very large. How many martial saints do you have under your command?"

"Five!" Lin Tianyuan said.

"But I recently recruited some Martial Saints. They know my plan and are willing to help me, so I actually have a dozen Martial Saints now." Lin Tianyuan added.

Lin Jiufeng suddenly realized.

It turned out that with such a group of Martial Saints in hand, they had the confidence to deal with Buddhism.

"Since you have decided to do it, then go ahead, the temples all over the place are to be demolished." Lin Jiufeng said.

Lin Tianyuan twisted and said, "I still want my uncle to help me when necessary."

"You have more than a dozen Martial Saints under you." Lin Jiufeng said.

This power is very powerful.

"There are three major Buddhist sects in the Jiangnan area, namely Dalin Temple, Hanging Temple, and Shaolin Temple!"

"Dalin Temple guards its own one-acre and three-point land, and does not expand to the outside world. The believers have a certain foundation and are fairly friendly. I will not touch Dalin Temple this time."

"Hangkong Temple and Shaolin Temple are compared to each other. You expand your influence externally, and I also expand. The 80,000 temples in the south of the Yangtze River are all built by their family members who fool the believers."

"This time I have to deal with both of them."

Lin Tianyuan introduced it in detail.

"But Xuankong Temple and Shaolin Temple are both Buddhist sects that have been passed down for thousands of years. They have deep roots and must have many masters. In addition, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. They are practitioners who are not afraid of the imperial court. I am worried that there will be one or two difficult to solve. Master." Lin Tianyuan expressed his worries.

"Let go and do it. If there is such a person, I will help you solve it." Lin Jiufeng thought about it and agreed.

Lin Tianyuan's reform was a continuation of Yuandi's ideas.

Emperor Yuan wanted to destroy the vassal kings first, and then destroy the Buddhist temples in the secular world.

Now that the feudal lord has been resolved, and the rest of the Yuhua Shen Dynasty is safe and sound, he wants to attack the Jiangnan area.

Lin Jiufeng naturally supported him.

"Thank you uncle." Lin Tianyuan was overjoyed, and now he has a bottom line.

Lin Jiufeng is his confidence.

"Uncle, I got a news recently, you might be interested." Lin Tianyuan got the promise, relaxed and said with a smile.

"What news would I be interested in?" Lin Jiufeng looked at him.

"Uncle still remember why he was put into the cold palace?" Lin Tianyuan asked with a smile.

This question made Lin Jiufeng fall into memory.

At that time, just after he crossed, he was put into the cold palace.

Twenty-five years have passed in a flash.

When Lin Jiufeng was recalling, the little white cat appeared in the corner of the wall, curled up, very inconspicuous, but its eyes were bright.

It was eavesdropping, and it wanted to know how Lin Jiufeng was imprisoned in this cold palace.

"Why are you talking about this?" Lin Jiufeng asked in confusion.

"Twenty-five years ago, you privately let go of the saintess of the Dayan Dynasty, the court and the opposition were angry, and you were put into the cold palace." Lin Tianyuan said.

"Well, because of this, then what?" Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan calmly.

"Twenty-five years have passed, don't you want to know the current situation of this saint?" Lin Tianyuan asked softly.

Lin Jiufeng was stunned.

He has not thought of this saint for twenty-five years.

I thought I would never meet again.

But now Lin Tianyuan's words reminded Lin Jiufeng of memories.

He asked softly, "What did you hear?"

Lin Tianyuan laughed: "I knew you wouldn't be indifferent to this saint."

The little white cat listened, narrowed his eyes slowly, and wrote two words on the ground with his paws.

satyr!

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