Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce?

Chapter 1089 - 784: The Great Fire!

"Does Your Highness still find something amiss about this matter?"Looking at Yu Wenye standing in the center of the Buddhist hall, although facing the compassionate Guanyin, his eyes were full of cold sternness and hostility, causing unease. Mu Xian remained silent for a long time but finally couldn’t help but ask softly.

Yu Wenye said gravely, "Jiang Chong’en, as for ability, is utterly useless; as for character, frivolous and shameless."

Mu Xian immediately sensed something, "Your Highness means—"

Yu Wenye continued, "It is truly strange for this person to suddenly surrender, especially since Liang Shide has not shown any major signs of defeat. Only the Song and Xu states were taken by Shen Tu Tai, which should be a military warning to him, but not a threat to survival."

"..."

"And Jiang Chong’en, he is someone who can enjoy a life of riches and prosperity, absolutely doesn’t dare to take risks easily."

As they were talking, footsteps sounded from the corridor outside.

The two instinctively closed their mouths and heard a young man’s voice laughingly scold, "You, your master clearly said last night not to sleep late, yet you didn’t listen. You’ll be punished to sweep the yard later—Jianzhen, what are you thinking about?"

Another child’s innocent voice hesitantly said, "I just saw some people."

"Stop spouting nonsense; the abbot already cleared the back yard long ago so that no one can approach. How could there be anyone?"

"I really saw them."

"Hmph, you must have seen it in your dreams from sleeping too late."

"No, I wasn’t dreaming. I just saw a few people carrying firewood to the back of the Scripture Pavilion, and brother, I don’t know them, they don’t look like any of our brothers."

The voices got closer and as they passed the entrance to the Buddhist hall, it was revealed they were an older and a younger monk, the younger being only seven or eight years old, with a round head as cute and honest as Shantong’er, but his words made Yu Wenye’s heart sink.

He suddenly said, "Stop!"

The two monks were startled by the sudden voice, turned to see Yu Wenye in lavish clothing, obviously with an uncommon demeanor, standing in the Buddhist hall, with an unusually dressed attendant beside him, immediately guessing his identity and hurriedly knelt at the entrance, not daring to speak loudly.

Yu Wenye stepped out, "What did you just say?"

The young monk instinctively raised his head for a glance, meeting a gaze as sharp as a knife, and hurriedly lowered his head again, stammering, "No, no—"

Yu Wenye commanded sternly, "Speak!"

This shout also startled Master Xin Zheng, who had just ordered the monks in the back yard to serve well without disturbing the noble person and then hurried over to serve in the Buddhist hall. He rushed forward, "Your Highness, what has happened?"

The anxiety in Yu Wenye’s heart grew heavier, and he reached out to drag the young monk from the ground, saying, "He just said he saw strangers in the back yard."

"What!?"

Master Xin Zheng was also shocked, quickly said, "How is that possible? Jianzhen, what did you see!"

Though the young monk was fearful, with the abbot beside him, he somewhat regained his composure, stammering, "I just saw a few strangers carrying firewood, and heading to the back of the Scripture Pavilion. I haven’t seen any of them before; they don’t seem like our temple’s people."

"Ah!"

Master Xin Zheng was greatly alarmed, and just then, several monks under the Scripture Pavilion shouted suddenly, "The Scripture Pavilion is on fire!"

The shout burst like a thunderbolt, Yu Wenye immediately tossed the child aside and ran forward, Mu Xian was just about to follow when Yu Wenye tossed a shout from afar, "Mu Xian, immediately order people to surround Dayan Temple, don’t let anyone escape!"

Mu Xian immediately accepted the order, "Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Yu Wenye already took two steps up the stone stairs, speeding past under the Scripture Pavilion like a bolt of lightning. The monks were still hesitating whether to go extinguish the fire in the Scripture Pavilion, especially since the abbot had stressed repeatedly not to approach the Scripture Pavilion all day today. Suddenly, a gust swept past, raising their robes, before they could react, they saw Master Xinzeng stumbling forward, pale, urgently following and calling out to them, "Quick, quickly, get someone to extinguish the fire!"

Everyone hurriedly followed in a flurry.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Wenye arrived at the unfamiliar courtyard.

Though he was unfamiliar with the locations within Dayan Temple, he had just seen black smoke rising from the back yard, the air increasingly filled with the smell of burning, the position was clear. As soon as he rushed into the yard, he saw the unfamiliar Scripture Pavilion’s door tightly closed; though not locked, all the entrance and the only open window were piled with firewood, now ablaze!

Someone deliberately set the fire!

But at this moment, shock and fury were overpowered by urgency, seeing the flames rising with the wind, nearly sealing the tall door and windows, it was clear people inside hadn’t had time to escape!

Ru Yi! Ru Yi!

Thinking of her clumsy walking normally, Yu Wenye’s heart ached as if cut by a knife, immediately rushing towards it!

Just as he was about to rush in, a hand suddenly grabbed the sleeve of his robe from behind. Yu Wenye turned to see Master Xin Zheng dripping with sweat, his face already pale. Terrified to the core, he still retained a shred of reason, tugging the nearly deranged Yu Wenye, "Your Highness, Your Highness, it’s dangerous!"

"Let go!"

"Your Highness mustn’t!"

Considering his age and status as a Buddhist leader, Yu Wenye couldn’t act rough, only vigorously tugging his sleeve back, but the old monk clung onto Yu Wenye with fierce determination, while bitterly advising, "Your Highness as noble mustn’t take risks," while calling to monks rushing in, "You all hurry up and save people!"

The monks carried water buckets and brooms, dumping buckets of water over the flames and furiously beating the fire.

However, as the structure was wooden, the beams already catching fire, even with dozens more buckets, it was still futile.

Yet a strong young monk managed to break open the door with a stick; immediately, the flames surged in, filling the entire first floor of the pavilion, turning Yu Wenye’s eyes ablaze!

"Let go!"

A sweeping arm from him sent Master Xin Zheng aside; his disciples hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Yet the old monk dared not give up, no matter how worldly unaware and senile, he knew very well, this Prince Qin was the greatest reliance of the Dasheng Dynasty, should he be injured or worse here — then Dayan Temple couldn’t escape blame even if it burned to the ground!

Master Xin Zheng scrambled forward, still intending to block Yu Wenye, shouting frantically, "Your Highness, Your Highness, you mustn’t, the Scripture Pavilion has—"