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"Yes." Du Jingyi nodded and pointed to the highest stone wall on the opposite mountain. "That stone was transported from Mount Tai. The emperor will salute to that stone tomorrow."

The first time Zhang Yuqing came here, he could barely see the outline of the big stone, and frowned: "This is too far!"

The two mountains are 2000 meters apart. It’s no wonder that for such an important ceremony as the emperor’s conferment of Zen, no one in Meishan checked for safety hazards.

The distance is really too far and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Du Jingyi looked at Zhong He.

The teenage boy has broad shoulders and long legs, a calm temperament, and his eyes are as bright as stars. "I am sure of this distance, I can give it a try."

The strongest bow in Daxia can reach a distance of less than 500 meters. If anyone told the official in charge of security that someone wanted to kill the emperor with a bow and arrow four miles away, they would definitely be regarded as a joke.

No one would have thought that someone in Liangzhou secretly made a crossbow with a range of more than 2000 meters.

After discussing the strategy for tomorrow, Du Jingyi closed the roof of the carriage, restored the carriage to its original state, and led Zhang Yuqing to the main hall at the back.

The main hall is still in tatters, and several clay Buddha statues stand there shabby, with a lot of paint on them falling off and mottled.

Of course they didn't come to worship Buddha. A few of them went straight to the window. After opening the window, the howling mountain wind hit everyone's faces.

Canglong Temple was originally built on the top of Meishan Mountain, and the back hall is located on the cliff. When you open the window, you can see the cliff.

Looking down from the window, there is a surging river in the mountains. The sound of the mighty water reaches everyone's ears, and the waves are splashing against the stone walls along the coast.

"Going down this river is the Grand Canal." Du Jingyi said, "After tomorrow's work, we will lift a rope ladder from here and go down below, where there will be a boat to meet us."

Regardless of whether things work or not, leave quickly.

Liu Quan took out the rope ladder from the carriage, dexterously rolled it out of the window, nailed the rope ladder firmly to the steep mountain wall, and tied it with ropes.

When they want to use it tomorrow, they only need to untie the rope that binds the rope ladder, and everyone can leave here along the rope ladder.

Zhang Yuqing knew what was going on, and led everyone to worship the Buddha statues in each temple one by one. It was almost sunset. At dusk, he used the excuse that the carriage wheel was broken and it was inconvenient to go down the mountain, so he wanted to spend the night in a mountain temple.

Puyuan has always had the attitude that as long as he doesn't disturb his chanting, everything doesn't matter. He asked Zhang Yuqing and the others to find a place to live in the backyard. He and his disciples will go to the mountains before dawn tomorrow to perform rituals. They don't know when they will come back, so they won't send them off then. Zhang Yuqing and others are here.

"Is there anyone else asking you to do something?" Zhang Yuqing asked with a smile.

Puyuan's Qi-bearing skills have been greatly improved over the years. He is no longer the young and energetic monk who was so excited by Zhang Yuqing's few words. He said seriously: "Rich people will naturally not invite us. It's Shanxia We go to perform religious services for a poor family, and we don’t charge a penny, as long as the host’s family provides a vegetarian lunch.”

Seeing that his attitude was calm, it didn't look like he was lying, but Zhang Yuqing still disliked Ku De and his disciples, and murmured in his heart that she was wasting her time and energy in Liangzhou so that everyone could have enough to eat, but these people were better, Nian It’s so easy to make a living with just two verses of the Sutra!

It’s not about production, just pretending to be a ghost!
"If you go down the mountain early tomorrow morning, aren't you afraid that I will empty out your temple?" Zhang Yuqing asked.

Pu Yuan smiled, "Donor Zhang runs Liangzhou, and the amount of money he passes through every day is as numerous as the stars in the sky. If you are interested in the temple of Poor Monk, just take it!"

"You're kidding!" Zhang Yuqing said, "I'm not a monk, so what's the use of your temple?"

Early the next morning, Liu Quan came to report that Master Puyuan had indeed gone down the mountain, and he followed him halfway before returning.

Du Jingyi said softly: "Madam, these two monks..."

The heart is too big!
Zhang Yuqing also had this doubt, but there were already traces of human activity on the mountain opposite. If she didn't act today, she might not find another chance before Emperor Anping killed herself.

Emperor Taichang was the chief culprit in the Luer Guard Incident, and Emperor Anping was also an unforgivable accomplice. Father and son conspired to commit this heinous murder.

How could she be worthy of her biological parents who died tragically during the Luer Guard Incident when Emperor Anping was allowed to kill herself like this?How can he be worthy of his adopted father Sheng Daoting who raised him with his head in a different place!

"Ignore them!" Zhang Yuqing gritted her teeth and said, it was not her style to shoot without turning back and regret when the situation came.

At the foot of the mountain opposite, the eunuchs and eunuchs knelt all the way to send the dragon chariot up the mountain. Officials also knelt on the mountain path according to their rank.

Only officials of high rank and blessed by the Holy Family are qualified to enter the place where the emperor is enshrined, witness with their own eyes the emperor's request to heaven, and prove that they are the true dragon emperor to whom they are destined.

This is not only a decent honor, but in the eyes of most people, it heralds a prosperous future and blessings that will benefit three generations of descendants.

Halfway up the mountain, the dragon chariot could no longer move forward, so Emperor Anping came down and went up the mountain with the help of the eunuchs.

Those officials of lower rank or who were not favored by the Holy Family could only kneel on the steps of the mountain road, humbly bending their waists and arching their backs. They could only see the emperor's bright yellow dragon robes walking past them from the corner of their eyes. In front of him, he watched officials of higher rank than himself walk by, suppressing the anger in his heart, imagining that one day he would be able to stand out and become the emperor's confidant.

In the morning, fog began to rise in the mountains, and both mountaintops were shrouded in mist.

In the backyard of Canglong Temple, after the roof of the carriage was unfolded, the bottom of the carriage was also completely opened. Several people quickly took out the things hidden under the carriage, formed a huge crossbow, and worked together to move it to the roof.The bed crossbow is made of pure fine steel. Just pulling it apart requires a lot of force. It is well-made and has a complex structure. The bow string is made of cooked beef tendon, and dozens of springs made of fine steel are placed on the base. A stainless steel pulley gives it the confidence to reach a range of 2000 meters.

"The fog is too heavy." Zhang Yuqing said softly. The big stone that could still be seen vaguely at noon yesterday was completely invisible to her today.

Zhong He tried to aim at the hilltop opposite. His eyes and demeanor were very steady, and there was no trace of tremor. "I can see that the emperor will wear a bright yellow dragon robe, which will make him more conspicuous."

Zhang Yuqing stopped talking to avoid disturbing his mind.

During this ceremony, the Qintianjian official who presided over the ceremony would burn the emperor's edict written to heaven to convey the meaning of heaven.Everyone knows that it is just a formality, and what they want is this sense of ceremony. As long as the officials of the Qintian Prison are not dissatisfied with the longevity, they will say that God is ecstatic to know that there is such a wise and wise king in the world, and he fully agrees with it. They will say that God does not allow you to become emperor...

With God's permission, the ceremony of consecration is over.

However, before that, the emperor had to worship the Taishan stone.

This is their only chance to assassinate the emperor, because only the emperor is qualified to worship the Taishan stone that symbolizes heaven, and everyone else can only stand aside and watch.

After a while, Zhong He suddenly said: "Here he comes!"

Everyone acted quickly and worked together to pull out the stainless steel bed crossbow. Zhong He took control of the direction and carefully adjusted the direction bit by bit, staring at the opposite side with his sharp eyes.

Zhang Yuqing's cold sweat flowed down his temples, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. Every minute and second became so long and unbearable.

In fact, she couldn't see clearly the hilltop on the opposite side at all. It was so far away that even the sound couldn't be transmitted.

During this short aiming time, what flashed in her mind was Lu Wei's appearance, as well as his three young children.

Zhong He closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. He released the mechanism in his hand, and the sharp black iron arrow cluster on the bed crossbow made a "clang" sound, broke through the air, and penetrated into the clouds and mist.

Zhang Yuqing's heart sank suddenly as the arrow was shot.

"Let's go!" Du Jingyi said immediately.

According to what everyone had discussed before, once the arrow is released, no matter what the result is, run away first.

Everyone quickly disassembled the bed crossbow, and everyone carried a few parts on their backs. The remaining wooden parts of the carriage were chopped into pieces, thrown under the cliff, and floated away along the current.

The horses had their bridles removed and were released into the forest.

Several people quickly climbed down the cliff and climbed step by step along the rope ladder to the foot of the mountain.

A small boat was waiting on the shore, taking them all the way downstream.

It wasn't until they reached a place where the water flow was stable that everyone got off the boat again and got on the carriage arranged there.All the parts of the bed crossbows they carried were gathered together, put into sacks, and then dropped a big stone and sank to the bottom of the river.

"Where to go?" He Qi, who was driving the car, asked.

Zhang Yuqing calmed down and said, "Go to Mercy Temple."

She said she had to go there to visit Duanshu, so as not to investigate her later and arouse suspicion.

However, as soon as the carriage reached the official road, it was stopped in front, and many people lined up waiting to be released. There were bullock carts, people walking with burdens, and people pushing wheelbarrows.

Zhang Yuqing was riding in a carriage, while He Qi and others were riding horses, which stood out among the crowd.

He Qi approached the car curtain and whispered: "Madam, it was the officers and soldiers who blocked the road."

Zhang Yuqing felt a sudden shock in his heart. He didn't expect the officers and soldiers in the capital to be so fast.

The soldiers who were checking in front saw the conspicuous carriage they were riding in and walked straight over. Along with them was an official wearing a green official robe.

Not everyone can afford to ride in a carriage, at least it must be the family members of officials above the fourth rank in the capital.

A clear voice rang out from outside, "Officials from the Ministry of Works have been ordered to set up a search here. Please cooperate."

Zhang Yuqing opened the curtain and saw the people outside. He was slightly surprised and said: "Cousin..."

Luo Danyang was stunned and looked at Zhang Yuqing in surprise.

Time passed by, and the years passed by, and he suddenly felt that time was still a few years ago, and Zhang Yuqing still looked that generous and elegant, and the dream lingered in his heart and never faded.