The whole capital is looking forward to my Kefu

Chapter 445 The Enemy Meets, Extraordinarily Jealous

"Master, sir, here we are."

When Song Xuanrong was helped down, he stepped on the muddy water.

He had planned very well today, and he had already made a draft. He was even prepared for what posture to use to meet Shen Qingwu, and how to speak after seeing him, but it was completely ruined by this heavy rain.

The sky was already dark, Song Xuanrong looked down at the dirty shoe uppers and clothes, and his expression was a little bad.

When Song Xuanrong reached the gate of Miaofa Temple with an umbrella, he saw that the gate of the temple was closed tightly.

After he asked someone to knock on the door, it took a long time for someone to open the door.

After the gate of Miaofa Temple opened, a young monk came out from inside.

He glanced at Song Xuanrong and the others, with friendly eyes, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, who is the benefactor?"

Song Xuanrong quickly returned the salute, and said: "I am a member of the Song family. A son and nephew in my mansion suffered a catastrophe before, and he was blessed by the noble temple to cultivate in the temple. I came here today to pick him up and return to Beijing."

"It's just that I never thought that the trip would be delayed due to heavy rain on the road, and I would ask my little master to make it easier for me."

The monk paused: "You are?"

Song Xuanrong: "Song Xuanrong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites..."

"boom!"

As soon as Song Xuanrong finished speaking, the young monk's face darkened immediately, he stepped back into the door, and then slammed the temple door directly.

Song Xuanrong: "..."

The Song family: "..."

The door of the temple trembled when it was thrown shut, which was enough to show the strength of the person who closed the door.

Song Xuanrong's face darkened immediately.

Ever since he became the minister of the Ministry of Rites, he has followed everything smoothly, and everyone will give him three points of courtesy when they see him.

Even those who had a quarrel with him secretly tried every means against him, but on the surface they still maintained the proper manners and etiquette when they met him.

But in the recent period, there was an accident in the mansion first, Prince Yu broke into the mansion together with Huang Jie, and then there was the death of Mrs. Ye, and now Song Yuxing is still imprisoned in Dali Temple, which can be described as a constant disaster.

It's okay for him to be ridiculed by those people in the court, even a monk dare to throw face at him?

Song Xuanrong raised his hand and landed on the gate of the temple, and there was a loud "bang" and "bang".

It took a long time for the gate of the temple to open again, Song Xuanrong wanted to scold people at first, but he didn't expect a group of monks with sticks to come out from inside.

Before he could react, he immediately surrounded them.

"The important place of Buddhism, who dares to make noise here?!"

Song Xuanrong watched those monks' faces change slightly, and when he looked up, he saw a man in a scarlet cassock standing inside the door.

Different from the little monk just now, this man has a strict face, his eyes are full of sternness, and he looks like he will strike if he disagrees.

Song Xuanrong narrowly suppressed the scolding that came to his lips, and said in a deep voice:

"What do you mean by that?"

"The land of Buddhism welcomes believers. Although I am not a Buddhist, I have never cut off the incense money every year."

"You are so rude. First you shut people out, and now you treat them with sticks. What's the reason?"

Song Xuanrong said angrily:

"I am Song Xuanrong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, an official appointed by the imperial court. How can I allow you to insult me ​​like this!"

After the old monk heard Song Xuanrong's words, he looked at him coldly:
"Of course I know that you are Lord Shangshu. After all, the Song family in Shangshufu is the only one who dares to buy fake monks to damage the reputation of my Miaofa Temple and destroy the name of my Miaofa Temple."

Song Xuanrong's face changed instantly, and when he looked at the monks around him who were glaring at him, his eyes went dark.

How could he have forgotten this.

　I have a severe cold and cough. Today is the fourth update. I will write more tomorrow.

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　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)