Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 474 – Like mist like lightning, life geometry
Sikong Que's eyes were cold, as if looking at a dead person, looking at Bei Mingtuo who was still clamoring on the stage, with his wife whispering comfort at his side, he could only force himself to suppress his fury.

He laughed back in anger, and immediately picked up the ivory chopsticks on the table and threw them directly at Bei Mingtuo.

Seeing that the chopsticks were flying towards his face, Bei Mingtuo subconsciously slashed the knife in front of him, only to hear a clear and crisp impact sound.

The all-conquering sharp blade in Bei Mingtuo's hand split into two instantly, and Sikong Que's ivory chopsticks were stuck in Bei Mingtuo's hair without any bias.

Others don't know, but the faces of the uncle and nephew Bei Mingchen, who came from a family of generals, suddenly changed. They can pierce the almost indestructible cold iron sword with fragile ivory chopsticks. Talking and laughing, such an understatement gave a fatal blow.

"Sorry, I was slipping just now, didn't I hurt you?"

Bei Mingtuo dared to be angry and dare not speak out, this is not slippery.It was obvious that Sikong Que's purpose was just a small punishment and a big warning, and if he really wanted his life, Bei Mingtuo, it would be within a short time.

I didn't expect Guan Yi's son to be such a secretive person. Bei Mingchen originally wanted to use the Feiying Society to humiliate Sikong Que, but unexpectedly, things backfired and made him famous in Fanjing. Be able to take risks.

"Tuo'er, Hugh is messing around, hurry back to your seat!"

Bei Mingchen also knew that Sikong Que's strength was not bad, so in order to avoid aggravating the conflict, he hurriedly called back his nephew.

"promise!"

Bei Mingtuo, who had been amnesty, pretended to be calm and walked down the high platform, but his steps were a little staggering, and the remaining scabbard in his hand couldn't be thrown or held at this time, which seemed extremely ironic.

"Young Master Sikong, you are very good! Reward! Give me the imperial wine!"

On Bei Mingchen's table was Longquan imperial wine, which was sweet and clear, and the output was very small. Only the emperors, empresses, and princes and daughters were eligible to enjoy it. Rare things are precious, so they are often given to ministers and workers as rewards.

The chief supervisor Delu next to Bei Mingchen bowed his waist and carefully placed the imperial wine on the table of the emperor into the tray, and immediately walked towards Sikong Que with a flattering face.

"Don't drink!"

Zhao Qingmei reminded Sikong Que in a deep voice that Bei Mingchen was targeting Sikong Que all over the place today, openly and secretly, if he said that there was nothing tricky in this imperial wine, Zhao Qingmei would not believe it even if he was killed.

"Not to drink is to resist"

"pass it to me!"

"The miscellaneous family pours wine for the young master! The young master is extremely talented, he is really a first-class wonderful person, and he must have a bright future."

"Thank you, Mr. De, for your kind words."

Sikong Que half-kneeled to take the wine cup from De Lu's hand, and just as he was passing the wine cup to his mouth, suddenly the servant beside him jumped towards him in extreme horror.

"There are snakes!!!"

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing at, only to see a colorful red viper entrenched in a laurel bush not far away.

And Zhong Liyin also found the red viper, he always felt that the snake in front of him looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The snake seemed to be intimidated by the exclamation of the crowd one after another, and then quickly swam among the bushes, and soon disappeared.

The young servant, who was still in shock, was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he quietly left with the help of his companions.

But at this time Delu was trembling with fright when he saw the imperial wine spilled on the ground. Today, the imperial husband brought such a pot of Longquan imperial wine, and he was frightened by the boy just now. Drop the white jade jug to the ground
"I have no blessing to consume this royal wine. Eunuch Delu doesn't have to worry about it. I also ask the emperor to forgive me so that I won't punish Eunuch Delu."

"Well, it's a pity that this royal wine."

"After you go back, I will reward you with another pot."

Delu quietly gave Sikong Que a grateful look, and then silently returned to Bei Mingchen's side with his head down to serve him. At this time, Sikong Que's body was also stained with wine, so he could only leave the table temporarily and go to the side hall to change. Soiled robes.

"I heard that there is a thousand-year-old Xingyue Bodhi tree in the Xuankong Temple. It was transformed from the Bodhi rosary held in the hand of the Buddha when he sat and passed into Nirvana. It only bears the Bodhi fruit once in 100 years."

"I heard that this year there will be more than a dozen bodhi fruits. Since we are all here today to visit the Xuankong Temple, we can also take a look at the Xingyue Bodhi. In front of someone with predestined relationship.”

"Is this true? I only heard that the Xingyue Bodhi Fruit is a magic weapon from birth. If it is consecrated by an eminent monk, it will be even more effective in avoiding evil. I haven't had the chance to see the Xingyue Bodhi Fruit with my own eyes. want to see”

Mrs. Qiao, the official husband of Honglu Temple Minister Pei Shu, spoke with some yearning, which aroused everyone's fascination.

And the emperor's husband on the high platform also had a strong interest in this Xingyue Bodhi, which was almost deified, amidst everyone's discussions.

"In that case, I will go with everyone to see the amazing Buddha fruit passed down."

So under the leadership of Bei Mingchen, the crowd walked towards the place where the Buddha fruit was located, and wandered for a long time inside the blue-gray courtyard wall before they found the Xingyue Bodhi tree hidden in the quiet and solemn Buddhist temple. .

"Wow, this Starry Night Bodhi tree is really extraordinary. Look at the Bodhi fruit on it, it looks like a human face."

"Let me see, ah, that's really the case. Does it look like Shakyamuni's old man's Buddha face?"

"This bodhi tree has been edified in the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures and the Sanskrit songs of eminent monks all year round. Could it be that it is transformed into a essence like the drama said?"

The crowd surrounded the bodhi tree several feet thick and kept admiring. It was already evening, and the Sanskrit singing in the Xuankong Temple lingered throughout the ancient temple. There were bursts of strange noises from the side hall.

Many people at the scene were curious about what the noise was at first, but after listening for a while with their ears open, they suddenly became ashamed.

"It's unreasonable. In broad daylight, and in such a solemn Buddhist temple, there are people who prostitute themselves during the day! Shameless!"

"Husband, such a shameless lunatic who tarnishes the purity of Buddhism must be severely punished! Use it as an example!"

Bei Mingchen also had a cold face at this time, but did not order punishment immediately, while Qin Yin looked at the side hall thoughtfully, he did not expect his father to use such a means to help him exclude Sikong Que.

As proud as he is, a trace of guilt and embarrassment suddenly surged in his heart. Even if he had the chance to win in the end, he would only rely on dishonorable means, which was really unwarranted.

"Come here, drag those pair of wild mandarin ducks out, I want to see who dares to be so presumptuous!"

Just when the imperial guards were about to use violence to break open the gate of the side hall, the gate suddenly opened by itself, and immediately a figure walked out from the hall.

"Huh? Why is it so lively?"

(End of this chapter)