Huang Shaojie absolutely did not believe those two monks had come for the little silver his father carried.
Nor could they be seeking revenge.
"Father, tell me in detail what happened when you went to Mount Putuo Temple to offer incense."
Huang Shaojie asked his father.
Huang Baiwan said, "When we arrived at Mount Putuo Temple, we knelt before the Buddha in the Mahavira Hall and prayed for our whole family's safety, for my business to prosper, and for you to rise step by step in the Imperial Guard. Then we wandered around the temple for less than the time it took an incense stick to burn before going down the mountain."
Hearing this, Huang Shaojie's heart stirred.
When Father had worshipped the Buddha, he had mentioned that his son served in the Imperial Guard. By rights, hearing that should have made those monks even less willing to provoke them.
Yet those two monks had instead covered their faces and come to kill his parents.
Could it be that the monks of Mount Putuo Temple were after him?
Huang Shaojie pondered to himself: I had served in the Imperial Guard for less than half a year. I had captured the Flower Destroyer Gentleman, surrounded and suppressed the Five Lakes Association rebels, and then there were the Japanese pirates.
First, he could rule out the possibility that these two monks had come to avenge the Flower Urging Gentleman.
Could they be remnants of the Five Lakes Association?
Surely they were not Japanese pirates?
At that moment, Xiao He said, "I also knelt before the Buddha and prayed for the master and madam to live to a hundred years, and for Young Master to soar high and prosper in the Imperial Guard."
Wu Zhen said, "I never believed in Buddha to begin