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Benevolent Boathouse.
Holding the letter in her hand, Fan Qinghui lifted her head and gazed at Emperor Treading Peak.
She didn't know why her Master summoned her at this moment. Could it be that something happened in the Sect?
Frankly speaking, Fan Qinghui didn't wish to return to her Master at this moment because she hadn't made any progress in her mission. On the contrary, she had suffered a lot of losses.
Even though Fan Qinghui had put in a lot of effort, the eminent monks of the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery were eventually convicted and sent to Siberia to plant potatoes.
Not only that, but the Great Han Dynasty's Imperial Court also conducted an investigation on the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery and discovered many illegal activities, including their unauthorized change of land use. The eminent monks of the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery actually allowed some of the people to farm the land around the Sect and didn't even declare and pay taxes. Not only that, but the grains that the farmers harvested had to be handed over to the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery instead of being purchased by the National Granary!
This wasn't a big deal to Fan Qinghui, but it didn't seem to be the case for the Great Han Dynasty. The Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery was disqualified and most of the eminent monks were also sentenced to prison. Not only that, but the Great Han Dynasty's constables also discovered the Buddhist ancestral hall and scripture recital room after investigating the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery.
Thus, the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery had an additional crime of 'spreading an illegal religion without permission'.
Fan Qinghui didn't expect that these seemingly harmless acts would actually have corresponding content in the Great Han Dynasty's legal provisions. Although she tried to appeal and convince the Great Han Dynasty's officials that the Tranquil Thought Zen Monastery wasn't trying to spread an illegal religion and this was only a custom of the Sect.
However, the officials simply took out a thick book and told Fan Qinghui that what kind of behavior was considered a religious act was clearly written in the Great Han Dynasty's legal code. No matter whether one admitted it or not, as long as one conformed to the description, one would be automatically judged as a religious act.
Fan Qinghui couldn't do anything about this. She could rely on her charm and smile to make any stern officials speak to her in a pleasant manner, but she couldn't move a legal code written in black and white.
Not only that, but Fan Qinghui was also informed that the Buddhist scriptures distributed by the Jingnian Zen Monastery were also in violation of the laws of the Great Han Dynasty. According to the laws of the Great Han Dynasty, no organization, sect, or individual could publish any books without the permission of the Great Han Dynasty.
How could the monks of the Jingnian Zen Monastery know anything about this? They only felt that giving the Buddhist scriptures from their monastery to others to read was part of promoting the Buddhist Dharma. They did not expect that this would be illegal.
Fortunately, this was a gift and not a sale, so the law did not apply.
Unfortunately, due to the fact that they gave away Buddhist scriptures, which were of a missionary nature, they were once again suspected of "spreading an illegal religion". It should be said that the crime was even worse.
As a result, the higher-ups of the monastery were all sent to the Great Western Desert to plant trees, while the other monks were dismissed. Fan Qinghui had no choice but to be busy with this matter. Not long ago, this troublesome matter was completely settled.
This made Fan Qinghui very tired.
The big man's situation was completely different from what she had heard.
Fan Qinghui learned from her master that her seniors used to preach Buddhist scriptures and preach Buddhist scriptures all over the Western Region. They were also treated with courtesy by the high-ranking officials and kings of various countries. They were willing to accept the influence of the Buddhist Dharma and even build temples.
But it was completely different here.
It wasn't that the people of the Great Han Dynasty were unwilling to help. On the contrary, they were very enthusiastic about this matter. But the way they rejected her was something that Fan Qinghui didn't expect.
That was because they didn't have the authority.
That's right. No matter how Fan Qinghui approached the prefect, county magistrate, or other higher-ups, they would all give the same answer. Even though they expressed regret for what happened to Fan Qinghui and the Jingnian Zen Monastery, the establishment of a religion and temple required the approval of the higher-ups. Besides, they also needed the permission of the local religious department …
The permission of the local religious department …
At this thought, Fan Qinghui felt a headache. She once met the so-called 'person in charge of the local religious department'. In the end, she discovered in despair that these 'people in charge' were actually the leaders of the local religion …
Fan Qinghui wasn't a fool. It wasn't like she didn't know that two tigers couldn't live on the same mountain. If the local religion were to examine a foreign religion, she could easily guess what the result would be.
That was why Fan Qinghui discovered in despair that what she was facing in the Great Han Dynasty was an iron wall of rules and laws. What made it worse was that she couldn't change everything at all. If there was anyone who could change everything, it would most likely be the rumored Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty.
Of course, Fan Qinghui heard rumors about the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty being the reincarnation of a celestial being. But she thought that this was only a rumor or legend. After all, according to the intelligence, the Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty should be at least 200 years old. However, Fan Qinghui learned from the officials that the Emperor looked like a young man in his twenties.
Perhaps I can change my approach.
Fan Qinghui learned from her master that some of her senior sisters had also chosen a similar path. They sacrificed themselves to accompany the royal family and played an unparalleled role in spreading the Buddhist Dharma. Fan Qinghui believed that if she wanted to achieve her goal now, perhaps this was the only way she could think of.
Moreover, she heard that the Emperor hadn't married yet, and he didn't even have a concubine …
Perhaps this was indeed an opportunity for her to report to her master.
But while walking up the mountain, Fan Qinghui felt something was wrong.
She couldn't tell what the problem was. Under the sun, this mountain path that she had walked since she was young didn't have any abnormalities. Fan Qinghui could even walk back home with her eyes closed. But now, for some reason, Fan Qinghui felt that this path was somewhat unfamiliar. It was as if this wasn't the place where she grew up, but a strange place that she had never been to before.
Not only that, but when the wind blew and the surrounding bushes rustled, Fan Qinghui had a strange feeling. It was as if something strange was hiding behind the bushes and staring at her through the gaps.
But as a top-notch expert, of course, Fan Qinghui knew that there was no ambush here. But she just felt bad, very bad.
The sky was clear, cloudless, and the sun was shining brightly.
Under the radiance of the sun, the entire Emperor Treading Peak could be seen at a glance. This scenery was so familiar to Fan Qinghui. But now, as she stood on the mountain path and looked down at the forest below, she couldn't help but have a strange feeling. It was as though there was an indescribable, enormous monster hiding in the dense forest, secretly spying on her. There was an instant when Fan Qinghui saw the forest below shaking and an enormous shadow peeking its head out.
However, when she rubbed her eyes, she could only see the clouds and shadows drifting along with the sunlight.
Could it be that something happened to Kind Boathouse?
Fan Qinghui quickened her pace and sprinted along this familiar yet unfamiliar path. After a few moments, she arrived at the entrance of Kind Boathouse.
This place was as quiet as ever, but Fan Qinghui's fear was becoming clearer and clearer. There was even a moment when she seemed to see the body of a giant serpent-like monster that towered into the sky. Even the surrounding air began to become damp, sticky, and oppressive.
But that was only for an instant.
At the next moment, everything seemed to have returned to normal.
"Phew …"
Fan Qinghui arrived at the entrance and took in a deep breath. She was extremely nervous. The thought of how she was going to report everything to her master left her feeling uneasy. She forcibly suppressed the violent beating of her heart and reached out to hold the iron ring on the door. However …
"— — —!?"
The instant Fan Qinghui held onto the iron ring, she realized that it wasn't an ice-cold iron ring that she was touching. Instead, it felt sticky and soft as though some kind of creature was touching it. Not only that, but at the same time, Fan Qinghui also saw a terrifying, nauseating, round eye widening on the door and glaring at her!
Fan Qinghui instinctively retracted her hand, but when she looked at it again, she realized that it was still the same iron ring.
Is this … an illusion?
Fan Qinghui extended her hand and held onto the iron ring carefully. This time, she didn't feel anything strange. Fan Qinghui held onto the iron ring and knocked on it with force.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The knocking echoed in the silent forest. But at that moment, Fan Qinghui felt as though all sounds were devoured by the abyss …
Creak — — —
Shortly after, the tightly shut door opened gradually. Then, two disciples of the Benevolent Boathouse appeared behind the door. Upon seeing Fan Qinghui's appearance, they revealed smiles instantly.
"Senior Sister Fan!
You're back! "
"Hello, everyone."
Seeing her junior sisters, Fan Qinghui also relaxed a lot. That strange feeling from before was also thrown aside by her.
"How have you been?"
"Yes, everything is great. Come on in, Senior Sister."
The two young ladies giggled and opened the door. Fan Qinghui nodded and stepped into the Benevolent Boathouse.
At the next moment, the heavy door slammed shut behind Fan Qinghui.
Fan Qinghui didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but she felt as though she had stepped into a prison that she could never escape from.
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