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Although the matter in Yunzhou was over, there were still many things to do in southern Jiangsu after returning to the capital.

Nearly two months have passed since he left Beijing, and his female confidantes in the capital are all waiting for him to visit them.

Su Nan first went to Prince Yu's residence and met Xiao Pingyang.

Although Pingyang has grown into a beautiful young woman, people in southern Jiangsu still habitually call her Little Pingyang.

Princess Pingyang remained as sweet and understanding as ever, harboring no resentment whatsoever, cherishing every moment spent with Su Nan.

Then Su Nan went to the palace again.

When Biao Biao learned that Su Nan was coming, she was overjoyed and excitedly brought out the fine wine she had brought from the palace.

Su Nan looked at the mountain of wine jars in front of him and his lips twitched slightly.

My dear princess... you didn't empty out your own treasury, did you?

"The story Mr. Su wrote in his last letter was quite frightening."

"Your Highness has been afraid to sleep alone for several nights in a row."

The maid Gangzi chuckled softly from the side.

Lin'an quickly glared at Gangzi.

Why tell Mr. Su such embarrassing things?

Su Nan had anticipated this outcome and laughed, "It's my fault."

"Next time, tell His Highness some stories that aren't so scary."

Then Su Nan told Biao Biao some scary stories about the inner palace.

Biao Biao tried her best to listen, her face pale, her hands gripping Su Nan's arm tightly, refusing to let go.

After Su Nan left, Biao Biao felt as if there were people everywhere in this vast and empty palace...

"Gangzi!"

"Gangzi! I (Zhao Hao) am going back to Linhu Xiaozhu!"

Su Nan then took a detour and went to the elegant garden where Huai Qing was located.

As soon as you enter the main hall, you see the calligraphy hanging in front of the hall.

It was the part about lotus flowers that he wrote in his letter to Huaiqing.

"I think Mr. Su's words are excellent, so I ordered someone to copy them down and frame them here."

Huaiqing, dressed in a magnificent palace gown, gracefully approached.

"I am flattered by this."

Huaiqing and Su Nan sat down and talked about the case in Yunzhou.

"I never expected that the person who colluded with the mountain bandits was actually Song Changfu."

"Yang Chuannan has been wronged."

Huaiqing sighed.

In the Yunzhou case, Yang Chuannan was not exempt from the charge of negligence.

However, Yang Chuannan was credited with suppressing the rebellion in Baidi City and was therefore not severely punished.

They only fined him a year's salary, which was nothing serious.

"Your Highness is speaking too soon. Whether Yang Chuannan is innocent or not will probably only become clear later."

Su Nan said calmly.

Yang Chuannan did not collude with the Witch God Cult.

But that doesn't mean he's innocent.

Because Yang Chuannan was colluding with the royal family from five hundred years ago.

Ultimately, it was a heinous crime.

The purpose of this trip to Yunzhou is to thoroughly investigate the Witch God Cult. The fact that Yang Chuannan remains uninvolved in southern Jiangsu is also to avoid any unforeseen complications.

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Su?" Huaiqing asked, staring intently at Su Nan.

Su Nan smiled and shook his head.

"Perhaps I'm just overthinking it, just speculating. It's better not to say anything."

Upon hearing this, Huaiqing stopped pressing for answers.

The two then chatted about matters of state and had a pleasant conversation.

Su Nan left the palace as night fell and returned to the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau).

Then play music, then dance!

Su Nan thought her leisurely days would last for a while longer, but the unexpected happened even faster.

Late that night, Shen Shu issued a warning to Su Nan.

People from the Western Regions are coming soon!

Chapter 91: The Buddhist Order Enters the Capital, Public Sentiment is Aroused, and the Supervising Officials Engage in a Battle of Wits

The capital city, west gate.

The soldiers guarding the city suddenly heard faint, ethereal chanting, as if it came from the heavens.

A soldier picked at his ear and found that the chanting was still echoing in his ears.

"Have you heard any strange noises...?"

As soon as the soldier finished asking the question, he saw his colleagues opposite him and beside him also picking their ears.

At that moment, someone on the city wall shouted, "Buddha's light! There's Buddha's light in the west!"

The soldiers below the city wall instinctively gripped their spears and peered warily into the distance!

A few seconds later, they saw a golden light of Buddha rising slowly from the west.

It's like the rising sun!

But this Buddha's light is purer and more approachable than sunlight.

Unconsciously, they loosened their grip on the spears, looked up at the pure Buddha light, their eyes devout and gentle, as if their souls had been cleansed.

The commander guarding the city bit his tongue hard, the pain stimulating his brain and giving him a brief moment of clarity, which he used to fight against his inner "piety".

He staggered past the soldiers who were staring blankly westward, grabbed the drumsticks, and struck them hard, one after another.

dong dong dong...

The dull drumbeats echoed across the fields, resonating in the hearts of the soldiers defending the city and the people of the eastern city.

Su Nan, who was entangled with Fu Xiang, was suddenly jolted.

"coming!"

The murmurs of the monk Shenshu echoed in his mind.

Su Nan opened his eyes and knew what Shen Shu meant.

A delegation of Buddhist envoys has arrived.

They came because of the Sangbo case, and because of the monk Shenshu.

Others may not know, but Su Nan does.

The Buddhist sect came here for the sake of Shenshu, who was freed from his predicament; they will not allow Shenshu to escape.

This is a half-step Martial God, a huge threat to Buddhism.

However, these things are irrelevant to him for the time being.

The supervisor helped him conceal the secrets of heaven, and at the same time concealed the existence of the divine power within him.

The Buddhist community will not be aware of this.

However, this time the Buddhist sect has come with great force and is unlikely to give up easily; there should be further developments.

Let Emperor Yuanjing and the Supervisor deal with these matters for now.

You can continue playing music and dancing.

Thinking about it, Su Nan lifted Fu Xiang's white thighs again.

……

Time flew by, and the Buddhist delegation arrived in the capital three days later.

The eminent monk preached the scriptures, enlightening many of the people of Dafeng.

The Buddhist sect has sent many powerful figures this time, including Master Du'e, a second-rank expert, and a third-rank transcendent being.

Du'e wanted to see the supervisor, but the supervisor refused to see the 473rd guest.

Night falls.

A monk dressed in a blue robe returned to the post station and went straight to see Master Du'e. He put his hands together and said, "Grandmaster Uncle, the Supervisor still refuses to see you."

In the orange candlelight, Master Du'e's wrinkled face was half illuminated by the candlelight and half hidden in shadow.

"I understand, you may leave now."

Immediately, Master Du'e closed his eyes again, and a golden light shot into the sky from the top of his head.

The golden light rose slowly, pierced the night sky, and disappeared!

A few seconds later, dark clouds rolled in the night sky, and thunder roared.

Amidst the rolling black clouds, a ray of golden light appeared, and then, a tidal wave of golden light enveloped the entire capital city.

The clouds and mist shook violently, revealing a Buddha's face with eyes wide open and eyebrows raised.

This Dharma image is enormous; just one of its faces (with two backup groups of faces) is as big as half of the capital city.

Within the capital, the common people were completely unaffected, but all the cultivators simultaneously felt fear and trepidation, like small animals trembling in the spring thunder.

Within the Jiaofang Division.