Chapter 247 Why

"Yuan Ming, if you have anything to say, wait until the ceremony is over." The little emperor advised.

Yuan Ming smiled and shook his head at him, then turned to the civil and military ministers in the court and said loudly:

"Everyone, regarding the incident of my envoy to Southern Xinjiang being ambushed, both the captured Xian Wang and the killed Lin Junsheng were just puppets under someone's orders. The real mastermind behind the scenes is someone else."

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell into a strange silence. Many people looked at the national teacher involuntarily, and then immediately moved away.

The reactions of Lin Junsheng and Xian Wang before, in the eyes of these old-timers in the officialdom, had undoubtedly given them the answer long ago. What puzzled them was why Yuan Ming was so reckless and had to pierce through this layer of window paper that covered his shame.

Could it be that he really had the confidence to overthrow the national teacher by his own strength?

Or did he rely on the favor of the young emperor and become arrogant, forgetting that the national teacher was from Changchun Temple and was a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, and the national law of the Great Jin Dynasty might not be able to control him.

A genius who became famous at a young age, a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, should not be so reckless.

"Yuan Ming..."

The young emperor suddenly raised his voice and shook his head silently at him.

Yuan Ming just took a look, then smiled, and then pointed at the national teacher and shouted loudly: "Master Yuhu, let me ask you, Yuan Ming and you have no grudges, why do you want to kill me?"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The window paper was finally pierced by Yuan Ming's finger.

"Bold bastard, how dare you slander the national teacher like this?" The monk from Changchun Temple standing behind was the first to be unable to bear it and cursed.

"The Imperial Master is a man of high moral character. He has been offering sacrifices to the gods for the Jin Dynasty for many years, and has blessed the Jin Dynasty with good weather and good harvests. He is the pillar of our Jin Dynasty. How dare you do this?" The Minister of Rites, a gray-haired old man, followed and scolded.

"The Imperial Master has always been honest and upright. How could he attack a mortal?" Some people also expressed doubts.

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The little emperor looked at these complicated and chaotic words silently, sighed in his heart, but did not blame Yuan Ming.

Because in theory, Yuan Ming did nothing wrong.

"Imperial Master, no matter what, shouldn't you come out and give us an explanation for the Yuan family?" At this time, a deep voice suddenly covered the voices of all the civil officials arguing.

General Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were fixed on the Imperial Master.

Although he knew that he could not do anything to the Imperial Master with his own strength, as a father, he had to stand up firmly and support his son.

"Imperial Master, this matter needs to be explained to Yuan Ming after all." The little emperor also spoke.

Since the matter has been exposed, he will not make any other choice but to stand on Yuan Ming's side.

Taoist Master Yuhu glanced at Yuan Ming, his eyes were silent for a long time, and finally he sighed and stood up.

"It was indeed me who arranged for the wise king to instruct Lin Junsheng to kill Yuan Ming on the way to the southern border." The national teacher admitted it directly.

"What, why is this..."

"Impossible, why would you do this, national teacher?"

"What did Yuan Ming do to make the national teacher behave like this?"

For a while, doubts arose.

The old emperor could not help but frown and look at him.

"Although this matter was done by me, I don't think I did anything wrong." The national teacher spoke again, but it was another thunder that exploded in everyone's heart.

"What a person who doesn't think he is wrong!" Yuan Ming heard the words, and laughed instead of getting angry, clapping his hands and laughing.

"Yuan Ming, you were too poor to enter Changchun Temple to practice. In a fit of anger, you used calligraphy and painting to seduce His Majesty's heart, causing His Majesty to give up practicing despite his great talent. He even paved the way for you to enter the government under the pretext of being an envoy. If you hadn't died, His Majesty would not have embarked on the path of practice, and would have eventually gone astray, delaying the best opportunity to enter the immortal path." The Imperial Master looked at Yuan Ming and said bluntly.

As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials in the court were stunned.

They never thought that the Imperial Master was doing this.

Even the old emperor's eyes looking at the two people confronting each other became a little profound.

"So that's it, so that's it..."

The Minister of Rites seemed to have finally found an irrefutable reason, and suddenly said: "I know that the Imperial Master will not act rebelliously for his own selfish desires. As expected, everything is for Your Majesty."

His words were quickly supported by many civil officials, who praised him one after another.

All of a sudden, the Imperial Master's desire to kill Yuan Ming became justified.

"Yuan Ming, you have misled His Majesty. If it weren't for you, His Majesty would have established his foundation two years earlier. On the road of cultivation, one step slow, every step slow, you are the guilty minister." The disciples of Changchun Temple also shouted.

The old woman of Bailuo Villa and Luoshui Fairy of Shuijing Palace who were watching nearby also nodded secretly to express their agreement.

For a time, the voices of accusation were louder than the voices of accountability, and some voices against the national teacher were also suppressed.

"Everyone, if the person who was targeted, killed, and stranded in the wild land of southern Xinjiang and experienced hardships was your child, would you still be so righteous and dignified to accuse him?" General Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and asked, "Yuan Ming has never bewitched His Majesty, and even privately persuaded His Majesty to enter Changchun Temple for cultivation. Why do you blame my son? He is obviously the one who was persecuted."

These harsh shouts and questions made everyone speechless.

The little emperor took a long time to recover from the shock. He never thought that the reason why the national teacher attacked Yuan Ming was for himself.

"You really wronged Yuan Ming. I don't want to practice, it's all out of personal thoughts. My opposition to the Taoist temple has nothing to do with Yuan Ming." The little emperor said tiredly.

"Maybe I was wrong, but is Yuan Ming not responsible for misleading and obstructing?" Seeing that the little emperor was completely on Yuan Ming's side, the national teacher finally gave in.

I may be wrong, but is Yuan Ming not wrong?

Hearing this, General Yuan's eyes were bloodshot and he was already furious.

Yuan Ming raised his head and closed his eyes, as if trying to suppress his anger.

"National teacher, wrong is wrong, no need to say more, you must compensate Yuan Ming." The little emperor also showed anger.

"Since that's the case, then we'll make an exception and allow Yuan Ming to be recorded in the Taoist tradition at the same time as Your Majesty, included in the genealogy, and enter Changchun Temple to practice together. When his Qi training period is over, he can also be awarded a foundation-building pill." Taoist Master Yu Hu thought for a moment and stroked his beard.

Everyone was envious when they heard this.

Changchun Temple has a transcendent status in the Great Jin Kingdom. It has always been extremely difficult to enter it for practice. Your birth and status are secondary, and it mainly depends on your practice qualifications.

Even the legitimate sons of generals and princes find it difficult to enter, but Yuan Ming not only has this quota, but also has been promised to get a foundation-building pill, which is simply a great gift from heaven.

"In addition, after Yuan Ming enters Changchun Temple, he will practice the "Nine Yuan Jue" with me instead of practicing the "Changchun Gong." The little emperor said.

Although the little emperor has the Nine Yuan Jue Gong method, it is equivalent to Yuan Ming having it, but practicing in private and practicing openly are two different situations after all.

Hearing this, a disciple of Changchun Temple was the first to disagree.

"Your Majesty, the Nine Yuan Jue is a technique that can only be practiced by the core disciples of the temple. What qualifications does Yuan Ming have? How can he practice the Nine Yuan Jue? It is an exception to allow him to practice Changchun Gong. How can you be so greedy?"

"You said I am greedy?" The little emperor sneered.

"I, I..." The Changchun Temple disciple was speechless for a moment.

"Your Majesty, I can't make the decision on the Nine Yuan Jue. I'm sorry I can't respond." The national teacher bowed and said.

The little emperor hesitated when he heard this.

"Everyone, I think everyone may have misunderstood." At this time, Yuan Ming's voice sounded again.

Everyone looked at him.

"The reason why I stand here to testify against the national teacher is not to ask for compensation, nor to ask you to do justice for me. I just hope that everyone can be a witness and give me a chance, a chance to challenge the national teacher."

After Yuan Ming said this, it was another bolt from the blue.

"He, what does he mean, he wants to challenge the national teacher?"

"Is Yuan Ming crazy? Challenge the national teacher...how to challenge?"

"Compete in calligraphy and painting, or in writing? What a joke!"

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Whether it is those who support the national teacher or those who oppose the national teacher, they all think that Yuan Ming is crazy.

"I originally thought he was a genius, but I never thought he was so stupid!"

"Your Majesty has fought for great benefits for you. If you act like this, where will your Majesty be placed?"

"You are simply ungrateful and don't know what's good for you, and you don't know whether you live or die!"

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"Yuan Ming, what nonsense are you talking about?" General Yuan was anxious and angry. He rushed directly to Yuan Ming without caring about the etiquette in the court.

He stretched out his hand to hold his son's shoulder, lowered his voice, and persuaded: "We can't beat the national teacher. Your Majesty can do the greatest compensation. Don't act on impulse."

"Brother Ming, what do you want to do?" The little emperor also came to Yuan Ming, frowned, and asked in a voice that only they could hear.

"Dad, Your Majesty, the dangers I experienced during my trip to Southern Xinjiang are far greater than those in the book "Mr. Sheng's Journey to the South". When I left Tiehu Town, the Imperial Master sent monks to kill me once. I walked back here step by step, just to fight for my life. If I don't deal with him openly today, I will be on guard against him for the rest of my life." Yuan Ming smiled and said.

If it was just Lin Junsheng's targeting that time, Yuan Ming might have really accepted the Imperial Master's reconciliation, but the second pursuit outside Tiehu Town made him unforgivable.

It can be once, but not again.

Well, I, Yuan Ming, will take revenge, and I, Yuan Ming, will also seek revenge.

After that, he turned to the crowd and asked loudly: "Why should I admit my murderous vengeance just because the national teacher apologized casually? Why should I be grateful to Changchun Temple for giving me a place to practice? Why should you scold me for not knowing what is good for me when I sign a life and death agreement to the person who wants to kill me?"

"I want to ask you, what have I done wrong? Why don't you allow it?" Yuan Ming looked at everyone and asked sternly.

Yuan Ming's question was like thunder in a dry land, which made everyone's cheeks hot and silent.