202 “Sexy Pampering” Chapter 201

【Big Boss Chapter 35】Pray for the children

“According to legend, Emperor Shunzhi believed in Buddhism, especially Zen, so he also taught his beloved concubine Dong E to worship Buddhism and practice Zen. Concubine Dong E was smart and studious, and she had considerable attainments in Buddhism.”

“The two played the harp and the harp in harmony, and Concubine Dong E was honored and favored by the heavens. However, the good times did not last long. Concubine Dong E gave birth to the prince in ten months of pregnancy, but she only lived for three months before she died. For this reason, Concubine Dong E fell ill from grief and died of illness in the same year.”

“After Concubine Dong E died of illness, Emperor Shunzhi was devastated and extremely sad, so he came up with the idea of becoming a monk. So after finishing the funeral of Concubine Dong E, Emperor Shunzhi asked the monk Benxi who cremated Concubine Dong E to shave his hair…”

On the mountain trail, a man and a woman were climbing up with bamboo hats.The man among them was telling a piece of wild history in his magnetic voice, and the girl next to him listened with interest.

“So Emperor Shunzhi went to Mount Wutai to become a monk?”

“There are such rumors, but there is no substantial evidence,” Yan Zhan explained slowly, “It’s just that since Emperor Kangxi, every emperor has visited Mount Wutai. If there is nothing on Mount Wutai…”

“I don’t even believe it!”

Chu Jiao touched her chin, feeling that maybe the treasure really was in Mount Wutai.

“Hey, Brother Yan,” Chu Jiao tugged on Yan Zhan’s sleeves, “Look, is there someone in the bushes in front of you?”

Yan Zhan looked in the direction of Chu Jiao’s finger and said, “Stand here first.”

After waving his hands, one of the soldiers who fell behind the two men not far away ran forward to check.

“Captain, he is a young monk! He was injured and fell into a coma.”

Only then did Yan Zhan lead Chu Jiao over.

“Who is so cruel that he won’t even spare a child!?”

Chu Jiao gritted her teeth as she looked at the little novice monk with knife wounds all over her body.

“Let’s take a rest where we are,” Yan Zhan ordered. “Servicemen, bring the medical kit and save people.”

Yan Zhan dared to take Chu Jiao to Mount Wutai, so of course he had made complete preparations beforehand.

He has always been in control of the whereabouts of Zhang Chong and Du Shourong. These two waves of troops had already arrived in Jinzhong, but Zhang Chong was entangled in the mutiny in his own army at the moment and had no time to take care of himself. Du Shourong disappeared near Taihuai Town in Shanxi. According to the scouts’ report, Du Shourong did not arrive in Jinzhong alone. He was accompanied by many masters with military aura. The scouts did not dare to get too close to alert the snake, and the tracking was stopped.

Wutai Mountain is located a few kilometers south of Taihuai Town. It doesn’t take much to know where Du Shourong’s destination is.

“It’s a Japanese samurai sword.” The orderly was treating the wound of the young monk. Yan Zhan squatted aside and carefully inspected the wound before coming to a conclusion.

“Japanese?” Chu Jiao sneered, “My family’s debt hasn’t been settled with them yet… It’s definitely Du Shourong and the others!”

Yan Zhan studied abroad and spent two years in Japan, becoming proficient in Japanese.

Chu Jiao always remembers Hideaki Yoshida’s unfinished words in her ear that night, “After all, even your “relatives”…”

Later, she asked Yan Zhan what “Qiqi” meant, and Yan Zhan told her that it meant “father” in Japanese.

Chu Jiao felt that the original owner’s father was probably killed by the Japanese.And the purpose should be the troublesome little button on Yan Zhan’s neck.

As for whether it was written by the Du family and his daughter… Haha, Chu Jiao was too lazy to investigate.

Du Shourong would have died long ago if he dared to cooperate with the Japanese.

As for Du Xiruo, it is not an exaggeration to give the words “helping the emperor to do harm” to her now.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough!”

About half an hour later, the little monk woke up from a cough.

“W-who are you!?”

He looked panicked and wanted to step back, but it involved an injury. He grimaced in pain and burst into tears. He looked like he would rather die than surrender. He wiped away his tears and stared at the group of people in front of him warily, like a little beast pretending to be ferocious.

“Don’t be afraid, little master,” Chu Jiao knelt down and gently held the little monk’s hand, “we are not bad people.”

“We found you injured and fainted. We simply bandaged you. Don’t move. Be careful of the wound opening.”

“We are from other places. We heard that the Zhenhai Temple on Mount Wutai is very spiritual.” Chu Jiao pressed her belly very gently, then glanced at Yan Zhan beside her and leaned against him. “We wanted to donate some sesame oil money to the Buddha and pray for the future children…”

“…” Yan Zhan almost lost his temper when he heard this. Under Chu Jiao’s wink, he could only nod, “Yes, that’s it…”

Hui Ran looked at the gentle young lady in front of her, slowly letting go of her guard, and quickly warned them, “Don’t go, there are bad people on the mountain!”