Court officials, as long as they have sufficient official positions and power, even if the emperor dislikes them, there will be no major problems for a while.
But he, a Taoist priest, is completely different. Once he loses the emperor's trust, he will truly be nothing.
To regain the emperor's trust, he has been racking his brains to find a way these days.
But alas, at this moment, he is facing both internal and external troubles, with the emperor's trust gradually disappearing on one side, and the monks on the other side becoming increasingly aggressive.
Originally, he still had the "Investiture of the Gods" to determine the origins of all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens. With this book, they could barely hold on.
But with the release of "The Legend of the White Snake," the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
How fiercely those people cursed the monks before, they are now how devoutly they worship the Buddha.
Some censors are even proposing to return the Buddhist temples to the monks and send the Taoist immortals back to the Taoist temples!
Lin Ling Su himself understood that this matter was no longer just about Lin Ling Su, but had become the drumbeat of the Buddhist sect's counterattack against the Taoist sect.
If they were allowed to succeed in this matter, the decline of the Taoist sect would likely be inevitable.
"Master, someone delivered a letter for you!"
Just as Lin Ling Su was troubled, Zhang Ruohui suddenly walked in.
"A letter?"
Hearing Zhang Ruohui's words, Lin Ling Su looked at him with some confusion, then reached out and opened the letter in his hand.
"Where is the messenger?"
After just a glance at the contents, Lin Ling Su was stunned.
"He's in the front courtyard now!"
"Quick, go and invite him over!"
After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Ling Su said.
"Master, has something happened?"
Seeing Lin Ling Su in such a flustered state, Zhang Ruohui asked curiously.
"If what he says is true, our troubles will have a turning point!"
Lin Ling Su said, handing the letter in his hand to Zhang Ruohui.
"Wang Fu's man!"
"I had considered whether I could use his influence to achieve our goals, but I didn't expect him to come to us himself this time!"
At this moment, Lin Ling Su had lost his demeanor of an otherworldly expert. He paced back and forth in the room, rubbing his hands, and the excitement on his face was evident.
"Then I'll go right away!"
As one of Lin Ling Su's most trusted disciples, Zhang Rihui had also been under immense psychological pressure during this time.
Lin Ling Su's connection with them was too deep. If Lin Ling Su were to fall, all of them would suffer.
Although the struggle for the Taoist tradition was not as terrifying as the struggle for the throne, it was always a matter of life and death.
If they lost power in this struggle, all those related to them would likely be implicated.
"Greetings, Master Yuan Miao!"
Although they were both in Bianliang City, the difference in their status was too great.
Lin Ling Su was, after all, bestowed the title of Master Yuan Miao by the emperor, while Qin Hui was merely an insignificant official. Qin Hui knew Lin Ling Su, but Lin Ling Su did not know Qin Hui.
"May I ask who you are?"
Looking at the excessively young face, Lin Ling Su frowned and asked.
"Sir, you don't need to ask who I am. You only need to recognize this!"
Qin Hui spoke as he took out a token from his sleeve.
Upon seeing the dark golden character "Wang," Lin Ling Su nodded with satisfaction.
That's right, this was indeed a token from Wang Fu's residence.
"Then, may I ask why Your Excellency has come to me today?"
Lin Ling Su smiled and poured Qin Hui a cup of tea.
"Don't you already know my intentions? Why do you still ask?"
Qin Hui smiled, accepted the tea handed over by Lin Ling Su, and after taking a sip, said.
"Are you going to have me charge into battle with just this token?"
"Then what else do you want, sir?"
Qin Hui spoke as he cupped his hands towards Lin Ling Su.
"For such a big matter, shouldn't Minister Wang come in person?"
Although Lin Ling Su was in urgent need of Wang Fu's help at this moment, the fact that Wang Fu had sent only a young man like this still made him somewhat displeased.
"You jest, sir. If my lord dared to come, would you dare to meet him?"
Qin Hui said calmly, looking at the unconvinced expression on Lin Ling Su's face.
"As expected, you have a plan!"
After Qin Hui's words, Lin Ling Su was stunned.
Upon careful consideration, it seemed to be the case. Their identities were too sensitive.
This was Bianliang City, and the Imperial City Department was not to be trifled with.
It was one thing for an unremarkable character like Qin Hui, but if Wang Fu had come, would he really have the courage to meet Wang Fu?
"You flatter me, sir. It's just a small trick. May I know if you think we can proceed?"
Qin Hui smiled and then straightened his posture again.
"Prince Yun is at the height of his power. If Minister Wang asks me to deal with Prince Yun, what are my benefits?"
This matter was indeed a bit like snatching chestnuts from the fire, but Lin Ling Su was now surrounded by enemies. To break the deadlock, he could not care about anything else at this moment.
However, the problem was that if he wanted him to take risks, Wang Fu had to offer a high enough price.
"After the matter is successful, Minister Wang will personally help you suppress those monks!"
"Are you treating me like a three-year-old child?"
Lin Ling Su scoffed at his proposal.
What did "suppress" mean? To what extent? This was simply wordplay. He wasn't a three-year-old child, so how could he be fooled?
"Then, what does sir want Minister Wang to do?"
"Within five years, do not let those monks enter Bianliang City!"
After some hesitation, Lin Ling Su directly stated his demand.
"Sir, who can predict what will happen in the future? The limit that Minister Wang can achieve is that as long as he is in office, these monks will not be able to enter Bianliang."
This was a simple negotiation, and Qin Hui was a true master in this regard.
This simple sentence directly earned Wang Fu a free protector.
As long as their alliance was formed, even for his own sake, Lin Ling Su would have to do his best to speak well of Wang Fu to the emperor.
"I can only do my utmost, but how it will ultimately succeed depends on his luck!"
After careful consideration, Lin Ling Su finally yielded.