Chapter 152 One-year agreement (I wish you all a happy new year, good luck and prosperity)
Zhao Ti smiled slightly: "Why are birds caught in nets? Why are fish caught in nets? When have I ever cheated a monk?"

Jiumozhi snorted upon hearing this: "The donor did not actively deceive me, but set a trap there for me to fall into, just like a bird or fish falling into a trap. His intentions are so deep, even more sinister than actively deceiving me."

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Monk, there is no need to find excuses for your greed, anger and delusion. You have been eating my rice for half a year. Do you plan to continue?"

Jiumozhi was shocked when he heard this: "Are you going to kill me or let me go? I cannot be sent to the palace to be a slave."

Zhao Ti asked, "Does the monk really want to enter the palace? Why did he mention it several times?"

Jiumozhi's face slightly changed and he said, "Except for these three points, I really can't figure out how you want to deal with this poor monk. Killing or releasing is not worth mentioning, but sending him to the palace to be humiliated is something I would rather die than obey."

Zhao Ti shook his head: "I still feel uneasy about sending you to the palace, and I am not incapable of being the chief steward of the palace."

Jiumozhi took a deep breath and said, "Don't even think about it."

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Just now the monk said that few people in the Central Plains know your name? And they are not likely to impersonate you?"

Jiumozhi said: "No one in the Central Plains knows me. Some monks in big temples may have heard of me, but the Buddhist teachings are different. How can you pretend to be a poor monk? What's the benefit? Don't try to deceive me. If you have any treacherous thoughts, just tell me directly."

Zhao Ti said with a smile: "I'm going to make a bet with the monk. If there is really someone pretending to be me, what will the monk do?"

Jiumozhi frowned and said, "I don't believe it."

Zhao Ti said, "That man is guilty of treason and should be beheaded. If we kill him according to the monk's name, wouldn't that be unfair to the monk? It might even cause discord between the Song Dynasty and Tubo, and cause some trouble."

Jiumozhi looked at Zhao Ti and asked doubtfully, "The crime of treason?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Yes, he only believes that he is the Tibetan state teacher Jiumozhi. If he is really killed on this charge and the news spreads to Tibet, what will be the consequences? You know what will happen, right?"

Jiumozhi's face darkened slightly: "Other charges are fine, but treason is different. It is not good to affect the state. Who has such a vicious intention?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "How about this prince and the monk clearing their names?"

Jiumozhi glanced at him and said, "What is your purpose, donor? Why are you beating around the bush?"

Zhao Ti said: "I don't want to support monks for nothing anymore."

Jiumozhi sneered: "Will the donor let me go?"

Zhao Ti looked at him for a few breaths and said, "It may not be impossible."

Jiumozhi frowned and said, "Donor, aren't you afraid that if you let me go, I will seek revenge in the future?"

Zhao Ti said, "What revenge do you want? How can I have a grudge against the monk? You went to Mantuo Villa to dig a hole and steal the secret book. When you were discovered, you fought with me. Then you were smart enough to learn my martial arts. That's why you are in this situation today. You deserve it for what you have done."

Jiumozhi was furious when he heard this, and after a long while he said, "I stole your martial arts, but your martial arts... are really great."

Zhao Ti smiled without saying anything, while Tong Guan hung his head beside him, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Jiumozhi was silent for a moment, then said, "If you let me go, are you really not afraid that I will go back to the Snow Mountain to practice martial arts and then come back to find you?"

Zhao Ti smiled slightly: "The monk doesn't think that he can be my opponent after practicing, right? You can practice, so why can't I? But I have cleared the monk's grievances, so will he leave without any reward?"

Jiumozhi showed a look of as expected: "I know that the donor has calculated everything, how could he let me go so easily!"

Zhao Ti said leisurely: "I cleared the monk's grievances. I sowed the seeds of karma. Shouldn't the monk pay the consequences?"

Jiumozhi asked: "What exactly do you want, benefactor?"

Zhao Ti said: "Stay by my side and obey my orders for one year, then I will tell you to leave."

Jiumozhi asked, "Donor, aren't you afraid that I will not keep my promise and run away?"

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Do you think I am afraid that the monk will run away?"

Jiumozhi suddenly got a little angry and said, "You are holding my weakness in your hands, so you are naturally not afraid. If the donor spreads the news of my injury to the world, how can I survive? The only way is to enter the palace with a legitimate reason!"

Zhao Ti smiled and shook his head: "Monk, don't judge a gentleman by your own meanness. I did not say that. It was all said by the monk himself."

Jiumozhi snorted and thought, "I will go and see who is pretending to be me. Could it be that the donor has hired someone to pretend to be me and plot against me?"

Zhao Ti asked, "What do you do after you read it?"

Jiumozhi said: "I will follow you for a year and listen to your orders. After that, I will go back to the Snow Mountain to practice martial arts and challenge you in the future."

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "Let's go now. Someone, open the iron cage."

Su Da went forward to open the cage. Zhao Ti sat in the chair and thought for a moment. He was not worried that Jiumozhi would go back on his word.

Jiumozhi is not a wicked person. In fact, he is just a martial arts fanatic. He has never killed anyone, so he has some bottom line.

It is not a good idea to continue to detain him. We cannot keep him till he grows old. There is no need to kill him, but it would be a pity to let him go. It just so happens that Murong Bo pretends to be him, so he can use this as an excuse to use him for a year and resolve the matter.

I saw Jiumozhi coming out of the cage, with a dazed look on his face, and he suddenly understood something in his mind.

He can see outside the cage and the outside can also see inside the cage. They share the same breath and experience the same things. It was originally the same world, but at this moment he seems to be reborn as a human being.

He chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Open the copper shackles and break the iron locks. I am not myself inside or outside the cage."

Zhao Ti looked at him and said, "The monk has made some progress in Buddhism." Jiumozhi said, "It is all thanks to the donor."

The corners of Zhao Ti's mouth twitched: "Monk, there is no need to thank me, just follow me." Then he walked out.

He left the mansion, got on a carriage, and headed straight to the Ministry of Justice prison.

Jiumozhi was silent for a moment in the car, and suddenly said: "Donor Zhao, is it a monk from Shaolin Temple pretending to be a poor monk?"

Zhao Ti shook his head: "Why would a monk think about Shaolin monks?"

Jiumozhi said: "Except for Shaolin, I really don't want to go anywhere else."

Zhao Ti said, "You will know after a moment of looking at you. This prince will not sit idle and deceive you in a roundabout way. If I want to release you, I have many ways to use you. Why bother to find someone to pretend to be a prisoner and then say that he is pretending to help you clear your name and go through so much trouble?"

Jiumozhi had no doubts in his heart at this moment. He was silent for a few breaths and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "The martial arts used by Mr. Zhao that day...

"Hmm?" Zhao Ti glanced at him and said with a smile, "Why, you have suffered from it before, do you still want to learn it?"

Jiumozhi read out the Buddha's name and said: "The method is not guilty, the fault lies with people, and the harm also lies with people."

Zhao Ti looked at him and nodded: "Why do I feel that the monk's Buddhist teachings are profound? Could it be that the years in the cage and meditating facing the wall have the same effect?"

Jiumozhi's eyelids twitched, and he put his palms together: "...Namo our teacher Mahavairocana Buddha."

Zhao Ti thought for a moment and said, "That skill is not easily passed down. It was originally a palace thing. If you want to ask for it, I'm afraid you have to go to the palace."

Jiumozhi took a deep breath and said, "I will never enter the palace even if I die."

Zhao Ti smiled and shook his head. At this time, they had arrived at the Ministry of Justice prison. After getting off the car, the jailer came over to salute and led them inside.

After a while, they arrived at the door of Murong Bo's cell at the back. Zhao Ti pointed inside and said, "This is the man who pretended to be a monk and claimed to be the Tubo national teacher."

Jiumozhi walked to the fence and looked inside carefully. Murong Bo inside also looked up and both of them were shocked.

Jiumozhi blurted out: "Donor Murong? It's you, you, aren't you dead?"

Murong Bo's face looked extremely ugly at this moment, he had never been so embarrassed in his life. He had always been good at making plans, but had never been exposed. Even when he faked his death, he had to avoid being held accountable by everyone at Yanmen Pass. He boasted that he had planned everything, but at this moment, he opened and closed his mouth, and could not utter a word for a long time.

Jiumozhi took a breath and said, "I was wondering who was pretending to be a poor monk. It turned out to be the donor Murong. I never thought that the donor Murong actually faked his death. The donor's behavior is bound to damage the reputation of the Murong family!"

Murong Bo was speechless. He sneered twice and turned his face away.

Jiumozhi shook his head and looked at Zhao Ti: "Donor Zhao, I have known Donor Murong for a long time. I always thought he had passed away, but I didn't expect that he was pretending to be me."

Zhao Ti smiled and said, "So it's really Murong Bo. This man is cunning. He doesn't even recognize his own son. He also pretends to be a monk to cause disputes between Song and Fan. Now I am helping the monk to clear his name. What do you think?"

Jiumozhi sighed and said, "I will follow you for a year and wait for your orders."

Zhao Ti nodded, glanced at Murong Bo in the cell, then turned and walked out.

After getting outside, he got in the car and went back home. He arranged accommodation for Jiumozhi. Just as he was on his way to the study, he met Azhu walking towards him quickly.

"Your Highness, that little silkworm..." Ah Zhu looked a little anxious.

"What's wrong with the little silkworm?" Zhao Ti asked.

"He was listless and motionless in the morning. I'm afraid he is about to die now." Ah Zhu said.

"He's going to die?" Zhao Ti frowned: "I'll go take a look."

The two of them entered the study room a moment later, and saw that the little silkworm in the crystal pot was indeed motionless.

Zhao Ti watched for a few moments, then took the little silkworm out of the pot. He saw that the silkworm had no strength to twist and no energy, and it didn't make any sound.

"Your Highness, I think it seems to be hungry, but it won't eat anything I feed it." Ah Zhu said.

Zhao Ti glanced at the flower petals and vegetables at the bottom of the crystal pot and shook his head. He estimated that even if the silkworm starved to death, it would not eat these things.

The Kunlun Ice Silkworm is a species that can fight with giant pythons and other ferocious beasts. It can suppress all poisons with its cold poison and will definitely not feed on ordinary vegetables and fruits.

He held the little silkworm in his hand and thought for a moment. Then he tried to activate the Phantom Yin Qi. A cool breath was injected into the little silkworm's body. Suddenly, the silkworm trembled and the color of its body became more radiant.

Zhao Ti narrowed his eyes. Does this need to be fed with cool air?
He injected some more cold air into the pot, and the little silkworm began to become lively, twisting and turning. He slowly put the little silkworm into the pot and said, "Don't put ordinary things in the pot in the future. Put more cold and yin things in it so that it can absorb the cold air from above."

When Ah Zhu saw what Zhao Ti was doing, she suddenly realized, "I know."

Zhao Ti covered the crystal pot, leaned back in his chair and rested for a while, then said, "Azhu, go to the bathing room and prepare some clean water."

Ah Zhu asked, "Your Highness, do you want to take a bath?"

Zhao Ti nodded: "The water doesn't need to be too hot, more water is better."

Ah Zhu's face turned red, she said yes and walked out the door.

(I wish you all a happy new year, good luck, and prosperity. The words I owed a few days ago and today will be made up within two or three days. Thank you everyone. This paragraph is free of charge)
(End of this chapter)

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