Luoyang, the capital of the world, is not only the economic and political center of the Han Dynasty, but also the center of religious belief in the world, and naturally there are many temples and Taoist temples scattered everywhere.

For example, 醮 (jiào) Tianguan, such as the White Horse Temple.

However, whether it is the Jiao Tianguan built by the Han Gaozu in the city of Ruoyang to worship the Red Emperor, or the first Jialan White Horse Temple built by Emperor Ming of the Northern Han Dynasty to welcome the "Forty-two Chapters" outside the Yongmen, or the incense in the Jiao Tianguan, or the crowds in front of the White Horse Temple, in the eyes of the old Luoyang people, the holy place in their hearts is only the Jin Dou Temple.

Jin Dou Mountain on Jin Dou Guan!

Jindou Temple, located at the top of Jindou Mountain in the west of Luoyang City, is the Western Han Dynasty to commemorate Bo Ji erected, along the peak vein, along the mountain and built. The Yellow River runs through the rainbow in the north, the Zhongyue barrier in the south, the mercury belt in the west, the Hangu Xiongguan in the east, the moon is reflected in the pile, and the purple gas is swirling.

Bo Ji, the concubine of Gaozu, the mother of Emperor Wen, and the grandmother of Emperor Jing. Under her influence, Emperor Wen and Emperor Jing ruled lightly and inactively, and finally created the famous "Governance of Wenjing" in history! ”

On this day, just after noon, there was an endless stream of people coming and going in front of Jin Douguan. A young man with a white beard was dressed in a white robe and a white felt hat mixed in with the crowd of incense, the brim of the hat was pressed very low, covering his face tightly.

The young man followed the crowd into the view, and then quietly broke out, a person turned east and west along the tree-lined path in the view, walked to a door behind the view and stopped and looked around, and saw that the door was engraved with four big characters "Xuanwu North Palace", then he stepped forward, knocked lightly on the door five times, three long and two short, waited for about half a moment, heard the door squeak, quietly flashed in.

There was nothing in the room, except for a curtain, a table, a futon, and only three portraits hung above the table, a Sanqing Daozun, a northern Xuanwu, and a portrait of the emperor.

The room was unusually quiet, except for an old Taoist priest with a Taoist robe, dust, and white beard sitting quietly on the futon

"Master!" When the young man entered the room, he hurriedly took off his white robe and felt hat to reveal a gray robe and bun, and knelt in front of the old man upright.

Shizun bowed his head, turned his head, and said very calmly: "Chun'er, what is the situation between Jingzhong and that Jiao Tianguan?" ”

"Returning to the Master!" Chun'er kowtowed to Lao Dao and said, "Now there are nursery rhymes in Beijing, and the spearhead is directed at the general He Jin and the Empress Dowager Lingsi. ”

"Well, I know for the teacher!"

Shizun nodded, raised his head, stared at the portrait of the emperor in front of him with his eyes, and said lightly: "You see, after so many years of fighting, after all, you still have to draw a circle with your own hands. Back then, you dreamed of gold at night and welcomed the Buddha into the customs, which almost interrupted the inheritance of my teaching for hundreds of years, did you ever think of it today?

Where there is a cause, there must be an effect. Although the eldest disciple of the poor road has been defeated and died, but the poor road has more than one apprentice, and there are not only apprentices, the poor road also has junior disciples, and alliances. Since Poor Dao is determined to reorganize my sect, then the cause you planted back then will naturally have to be carried by your descendants to carry today's fruits, you don't blame Poor Dao for being ruthless! ”

Night-dreaming golden man, Buddha enters the customs?

It turned out that the portrait of the emperor hanging on the wall was actually the son of Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, a generation of monarchs who had been hated by Taoism for hundreds of years, Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty!

Chun'er straightened up, lit a stick of incense, bowed three times to Sanqing and Xuanwu, inserted the incense candle into the utensils on the offering table, and continued: "Master, please rest assured, the person in Hejian has returned to Jiao Tianguan yesterday, and the Jiao Tianguan Lord has gone to Zhang Rang's mansion according to Shizun's intentions, I believe that He Jin will be hooked tomorrow!" But..."

"But what?"

"The disciple received a thousand-mile biography from his uncle, Wang Wenzu of Jizhou is dead, the game of chess in Jizhou has been invalidated, and Uncle Shi has gone to Jiangnan to preach by ferry ten months ago."

Shizun nodded, turned his head and beckoned Zhao Chun'er to step forward and stroke Chun

's hair, and then said: "Well, it's okay, your uncle did a great job. Those who achieve great things must have such a big pattern as the world, not only have a perseverance and perseverance, but also have the courage to fall into the world and dare to be the first in the world.

Chun'er, you must remember not to forget, whether it is Wang Wenzu of Jizhou, or Zhang Rang and He Jin of Kyoto, in the final analysis, they are just a chess piece in our hands. If we want to achieve great things and realize our great cause, we have to be a person who is good at playing chess.

Their power, their wealth, their character, their strengths and weaknesses, and even their lives and deaths, are all things we can do.

Now that the Kyoto opera has just begun, we can't stay out of it, so you can go back to Jiao Tianguan after lunch in the view, and by the way, tell the viewer that the person in the river must not stay! ”

Chun'er nodded and left quietly.

The room was quiet again, and the master quietly looked at the portrait of Emperor Han Ming in the smoke in front of him, as if the man with a graceful and wealthy demeanor in the painting was about to become a beautiful lady, and he would come out of the painting.

After about the time of tea, Shizun's eyes finally moved away from the portrait of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, and his lips opened lightly when he looked at the curtain: "Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others also worked with you back then, are you sure they can't recognize you?" ”

The green smoke from the incense candles swirled in the room, and the sound echoed in the room, but there was only one master in this room, who was he talking to, could it be the ghost of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty?

Of course not, even if it is a ghost, at least it will not be the ghost of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, how could Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty work with Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others? Otherwise, wouldn't it be Zhang Fei beating Yue Fei and Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, then it would really be a hell!

The curtain moved slightly, and a thin slit was opened.

Through the slit, you can see that there is a straw mat behind the curtain, a ghost, oh no, a person kneeling above, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, there is still half a bowl of clear water in the porcelain bowl, which clearly reflects the face of the man, who is about thirty years old, with a sun-cornered pearl garden, pale hair like a halberd, and a scar on his face from the corner of his eyes to his mouth.

Gently stroking the scar on his face, the man glanced at the master and said, his voice was calm with a bit of vicissitudes: "Work together? Niubi, are you making fun of me? Don't you know how small I lived in the palace back then? The righteous gentleman prides himself on being a 'meat eater', and the eunuch Huangmen flies camp dog is a party of his own, how can anyone look at me?

It has been eleven or twelve years since I left the palace that year, and I have been planning all the time for this moment, and even I personally broke into the famous 'Qianjitang' in the rivers and lakes, and killed the 'Qianjitang' up and down before I got the changeable disguise technique in their hands, do you think Zhang Ji and they can still recognize me? ”

The man sneered, took out a pill from his bosom, soaked it in water, rubbed it, and applied it to his face.

A sallow face, slighten eyes, the scars on the face have disappeared without a trace, except for the green whiskers that are still like halberds, and they can't find half a trace of the past, this is the 'Thousand Machine Hall's Variety of Disguise Techniques.

Changeable, changeable.

It is said that Zhuo Fufeng, the founder of 'Qianjitang', relied on this disguise technique to go undercover for 7749 days in the home of his enemy's famous "One Sword Lingyun" at that time, or changed into an outstanding lady such as a lady, or changed into a young and beautiful little girl, but he didn't let "One Sword Lingyun" know.

It wasn't until the last moment that she changed the face of a big lady to herself, and directly took the head of "One Sword Lingyun" and floated away, which was not known.

Shizun's eyes were firmly fixed on the curtain behind, looking at the sturdy body, looking at the changing face like the sea, sighing and not speaking.

You have been planning for more than ten years to return to the palace, and you have also killed the top and bottom of the 'Thousand Machines Hall' in order to get the Hundred Transformations Technique, but how many years have we been planning?

Since the Han Ming Emperor's "Buddhism and Taoism dispute", many Taoist disciples have turned to Buddhism and Taoism

The decline of the religion is getting worse and worse, have you ever seen a more outstanding Taoist after Emperor Ming? How much more did we pay to revive our teaching?

We have been preparing for several generations, even a whole hundred years!

Not to mention, there were several heirs by his side back then, and a junior brother was still around. But now? Now there is only Chun'er who is a small character left by Poor Dao's side to inherit the mantle.

Thinking of this, Shizun's heart ached, and his eyes gradually became cold: "When the poor Dao saved you, you swore to the poor Dao: The grace of saving your life should be repaid with a knot of grass!" Now that the big apprentice of the poor road has died, the junior brother has fled to the end of the world. It's time for you to keep your promises.

You have heard everything that Shicai Chun'er said, and the poor road will not say more, after all, the strength of Jiao Tianguan is too weak, I hope you can help! ”

The man nodded, gently lowered the curtain, and glanced towards the master, but there was a faint mockery in the corner of his eye, and the room fell into dead silence again.

A fresh breeze blew from the patio behind the house, the curtain rolled lightly, and where was there a half-figure behind the scenes?

……

Luoyang, the General's Mansion.

He Jin sat in the mansion with a look of indignation, today is the day of the burial of the Empress Dowager Dong, he really doesn't want to go out and see the people of the Dong family, even if they are dead.

Empress Dowager Dong can be regarded as a noble person among the nobles for his He family, where did Emperor Han Ling come from without Dong's family? Without Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, where did the Empress Dowager Lingsi and the He family get the honor?

But the Spirit Emperor is dead, why can't this slut see the general trend clearly? If you don't do it, you have to listen to the slander of a few eunuchs. Well, even if it is to block the mouth of the princes in the court, General Ben has not rejected the appointment of Dong Zhong and Dong Pet of your Dong clan and the promotion of King Chen Liu, why are you still not satisfied and want to take the head of this general?

General Ben's head is so easy to take?

Hum! This is the end of being expelled from the palace and dying of illness in the river, you are so happy!

Thinking of the Empress Dowager Dong's illness and death in the river, He Jin was angry again, this slut did not make people peaceful when he was born, and he also disturbed people after death, listen to the rumors of the government and the opposition in various parts of Beijing, He Mouyu killed Empress Dong?

He Mou holds the forbidden army in Beijing, a male soldier in the world, does it take so much trouble to kill a slut?

He Jin slammed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, listening to the "bang" on the ground, the aroma of wine overflowed, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"General!" A general walked in quickly from outside the door, ignoring the drinks scattered on the ground, and walked directly to He Jin's side, "General, the last general has already investigated and learned that the rumors of killing Dong Hou are all from Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong!" ”

"It's these traitors again, General Ben swears to kill you!" He Jin's eyebrows jumped, he suddenly stood up, took the general's hand and said, "Originally, it was not the general's intention to be harsh on you because of the Queen Mother that day, but now you are willing to help me again?" ”

Yuan Shao solemnly clenched his fists and said: "In the past, Dou Wu and Chen Fan wanted to plot to be emasculated, but they were not secret, but they suffered from it. Today's generals and generals are all handsome people, and if they do their best, they are in control. Shao is willing to be driven by the general, and please make a quick decision to the general! ”

He Jin nodded and pulled Yuan Shao into the secret room. As He Jin and Yuan Shao disappeared at the door of the secret room, a procurement staff walked out of the General's Mansion at the same time.

……

The evening breeze is light, and the lights are on.

In the distance, Beibi Mountain has been shadowed, only the shadow of a long dragon is left in the sky, and Luoshui is still slowly flowing around the east of Luoyang City.

The general's mansion has been lit with high candles, one day the envoy held the edict in his hand, and the horse golden knife stepped into the general's mansion, and a shout exploded in the mansion.

"The Empress Dowager has an edict, please go to Yongle Palace immediately to see the driver!"