On the first day of the seventh month, after the Great Dynasty Meeting, the Holy Emperor descended to the forbidden inner meridian field to hold the Dharma Meeting, and all those above the three grades in Beijing attended the meeting.

In the hall, His Majesty the Holy Emperor sits upright, and the people in the palace behind the throne each hold a feather fan, and the color of the feather fan is colorful, but if you observe carefully, there is a golden band of light that darkens into the shape of a wheel seal, which reflects His Majesty the Holy Emperor on the throne more majestic and solemn.

On both sides of the throne, high seats are placed, all of them are special seats for the great monks and monks, and the case is either placed in the scriptures or placed in the Buddha treasure. In the center of these seats, there is a seat that is significantly higher than the rest, almost equal to the throne above, which is the seat of the Dharma for preaching the scriptures.

In addition to these seats, there are three more special seats, on the left side of each side of the pine crane utensils, there is a beard of white hair, ruddy face of the old man sitting upright on the seat, the old man seat case is hidden into the shape of a danding, its person sits upright in the middle, with the cigarettes rising in the Boshan furnace around the seat case, it is full of fairy wind bones.

The middle seat is a lotus flower shape, there is a delicate glazed pagoda on the table, and behind the table there is a plain screen made of sandalwood as a bone, and the seat in the seat is a monk-robed monk. This bhikshuni had a plump face, solemn eyebrows and eyes, and sat in the middle of the table with neither joy nor anger, as if a statue carved from white jade, and there was not a trace of the imposition of time on his body.

One of the seats on the right looked a little ordinary, and it was a thin, stiff old bearded man sitting on it. The old bearded man's eyes were cloudy, his face was as shriveled as pine bark, and he seemed to be dying at any time, but the gray eyebrows on the eye sockets were extremely long, hanging down and even covering the towering cheekbones, which had a bit of a natural vision.

These three seats are called the Three Treasure Seats, and the three strangers are seated. The name of the old man in the Taoist costume is Wei Shifang, which is a hermitage in Songshan Mountain, and he entered the court with the gift of Anche a month ago. The bhikshuni named Pure Light Nyorai, originally preached the Dharma in Hanoi, but now he has also been summoned to the court and served as the abbot of the sacred capital Linzhi Monastery. Lao Huren's name is Kang Wannian, although he looks like he is dying soon, but when he ascended the palace before, he walked vigorously and moved quickly when he danced, which was not inferior to the heroic young man.

These seats occupy half of the hall and are distributed around His Majesty the Holy Emperor like the stars. As for the ministers who attended the ceremony, including the King of Wei and the King of Liang, including several prime ministers of the Political Affairs Hall, they could only sit down respectfully and look up at this rare festival scene.

At this time, on the Dharma seat in the hall, a senior monk is preaching the "Great Bodhisattva Tibetan Sutra", the voice of the senior monk is loud, and the sound of the lecture spreads to every corner of the hall.

Everyone in the hall also listened carefully, such as Prime Minister Yang Zaisi and others, who couldn't help but dance their eyebrows every time they heard the subtleties of the scriptures, but they were worried about destroying the solemn atmosphere of the lectures, so they endured it and did not make a sound of applause.

But if you look closely, you can still find some clues in these focused and serious postures.

"This time, please gather the honorific number, if the brother is embarrassed, don't force it! Your frustration alone is small, but if it involves a big thing, then the sin is deep! ”

Wu Sansi stared at the picture of the lecture on the throne with wide eyes, but his lips moved slightly, and the words clearly reached the ears of Wu Chenghe.

Wu Chengsi didn't look back, but took advantage of the moment when he raised his hand and twisted his beard and scolded: "Take care of your own affairs, since you please cast Tianshu, if the copper and iron materials collected are not enough, don't think that the clansmen will privately add to invite you to pet!" ”

When Wu Sansi heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but sneer, and he couldn't help but despise this cousin even more in his heart.

Although the ostensible reason is to praise the merits of the Zhou dynasty, there is another pragmatic meaning, that is, to collect all the copper and iron of the people around. This is also related to the large loss of weapons in Shang Fangjian before, if you bluntly search for civilian swords and equipment, it is inevitable that it will be too sensitive, and a careless may cause civil unrest, so it is necessary to apply a layer of cover.

It's ridiculous that Wu Chenghei only sees the superficial, but he can't see the deep meaning, and he is still worried about the shortage of materials and the need for various furniture to fill it. With such a faint mind, it is no wonder that His Majesty the Holy Emperor is disappointed and alienated from him.

And Wu Chengsi was also sneering in his heart at this time, sneering at Wu Sansi's small thoughts as a person who had come over.

In the past period of time, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of human affection, and he can see that His Majesty the Holy Emperor is just using their Wu clan people as tools, and he does not have the sincerity of the Great Throne at all. They are only to be exalted, and anyone who poses a threat to their status will be ruthlessly abandoned!

Wu Sansi was conceited and wise, thinking that he could guess His Majesty's intentions, but he even had distracting thoughts and wanted to replace himself, but he didn't know that he was just a puppet plaything in His Majesty's hands. You may be vain for a while, but you will definitely be hit head-on when you think you are the most proud of your life!

Wu Youning, who was also present, had a worried look between his eyebrows, especially after looking at the hall and not finding Xue Huaiyi's figure, he couldn't help but whisper: "Master Xue's preface will hit the acting king on this day, why don't you see any trace of him?" Do the two Highnesses know what Master Xue's plan is? ”

After hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the two people in front of them, and Wu Chenghei couldn't help but say angrily: "That thief monk is just the lowliness of the market, and his scheming is still less than hair, can he have the means to beat the acting king?" The three demons who can't figure out the throne are just trying to frame them with some kind of demonic and evil voices. ”

Wu Sansi originally had a similar mind, but when he heard Wu Chengsi say this, he still sneered: "Anyone can sit and talk, but prudence is already indispensable." Master Xue may be unwise and clumsy, but his courage is worthy of respect. Even if this is harmless and cautious, it can always make his party members suspicious, and it is more calm to make other plans. ”

Different from the fierce spirit in the words of these two people, Wu Youning sighed and said: "The acting king has been out of the capital this time, and he has suppressed more than a dozen Songshan bee thieves in less than a month. Regardless of whether he has been meritorious or not, the battalion is willing to be ordered to fight, which shows that he has a good way to control the people. Even though he was sent back to the capital halfway, he was less constrained in the army, excluded dissidents, and installed cronies more calmly. It was already arrogant and difficult to control before, if you accept these 5,000 Suyue troops, once you return to the capital, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to be peaceful! ”

Hearing Wu Youning's words, the other two also temporarily put aside their prejudices against each other, and a melancholy flashed between their eyebrows.

It is only when people are sick that they understand how comfortable and precious it is to be healthy. And for the kings of their martial arts, it was only when the acting king left the Shendu that they felt unbridled pleasure and calmness.

But unfortunately, this calmness is only temporary. After all, the acting king is not gone forever, and once he returns to the capital, he still doesn't know how to toss. At least for the three people in front of him, the acting king is definitely a sharp thorn stuck in his neck.

Once the acting king returned to the capital, Wu Chengsi was not sure whether he would continue to return to the Buddhist hall of Weiguo Temple for temporary residence. Wu Sansi will also be constrained again and again in the political affairs hall, and there will be a lot of obstacles in interfering in the affairs of Cao Yun.

As for the crisis that Wu Youning felt most directly, after all, he worked with the acting king in Beiya, and saw the acting king draw a knife and kill Xue Huaiyi's party members. Previously, the foundation in Beiya was shallow, and the acting king had dared to act like this, once he cultivated a group of supporters in the Beiya forbidden army through this trip, it would undoubtedly become more dangerous.

Therefore, Wu Youning is also the most concerned about the military information transmission of the Suyue army, and now it has been more than half a month since the army of the acting king left the capital, and the news of the first batch has also been passed back.

Regardless of the battle record, but the means of eliminating dissidents on behalf of the king have been revealed, and in the name of returning to the capital to report success, he repatriated Wu Youzhi, the king of Heng'an, who served as the marching Sima, and there were several commanders who missed the deadline or violated the order, all of whom were Wu Youning's eyes and ears in the army.

"Don't worry, no matter whether Master Xue can harm the acting king today, I have a plan for the future. And he will expand his forces in the outer camp, and as soon as he returns to the capital, he will immediately seize his minions! ”

As soon as Wu Sansi's words fell, the sound of bells and chimes sounded in the hall, and the lecture came to an end for the time being.

The monks on the throne retreated and sat down, and the ministers in the back hall got up and went in front of them to bow and then dance to thank them for their teachings.

Among them, the Hu Ren Kang Wannian is the most eye-catching, his movements are as agile as a spirit ape, not like an old man at all, so that many ministers are curious to look at it, making themselves dance mistakes again and again.

"This old Hu is really weird, his strength has ups and downs, this is the normal state of life, he is obviously already white-toothed, but he still has the ability to be strong and strong!"

Today's participants are in the three products of the dynasty, most of them are old, but there are exceptions, such as Li Shouli, the king of Yong, although his official position is not high, but the rank is high, he is really a little curious about this old Hu man, and he took advantage of the time to dance in front of him, and secretly stretched out his legs to make a little temptation.

The old Hu man tripped and stumbled and was about to fall, but the old Hu man twisted his ankle and climbed a few feet steeply, and then landed steadily. When the courtiers around saw this scene, they couldn't help but be even more amazed.

Seeing this, Li Shouli also secretly smacked his tongue, and at the same time did not forget to accuse him of the misdemeanor, His Majesty the Holy Emperor in the hall just smiled and waved his hand, looked at the old Hu Ren and said: "The number of people who don't see is different, how can Gao Shi be strong and strong, you can explain the cause to the palace ministers." ”

"Xiaomin doesn't dare to boast about the mystery, but his life is longer than ordinary people. This is the Western Regions Beihu, from the great monk Buddha Tucheng into the sky, since then into China. But in the end, Hu is turbid and evil, ignorant of Buddha nature, and does not reach morality. Faint to make a living in the world, Wei Yuwen moved the capital to Luoyang a long time ago, the Benshi group went out to expand the search for wild disciples as labor, and there are still traces of small people in the old cave of Longmen. At that time, the labor was very hard, and the small people suffered from evil deeds, but fortunately, the Buddha of the world applied medicine to cure them......"

The old Hu man's tone was hoarse, revealing a taste of old age, but his breath was abundant, and he talked eloquently in one breath: "The catastrophe does not die, the small people are afraid of the viciousness of the world, and since then they have been hiding in the mountains and wilderness, and I don't know how many times in spring and autumn." Walking in the mountains and listening to the woodcutters singing the world is Antai, only then do they dare to return to the world, only to know that they have entered the Great Zhou New Era. At that time, there were many strangers, and occasionally in the wild, he was inhumanely ruined, and he was surprised to ask the story to find out that it was the Buddha who rescued the people in the old years. The Buddha's Taoism is the body, and the older he gets, the stronger he becomes, not like the small people who are old and live. Later, the Buddha took pity on the people and lured the people into the divine capital, only to realize that it was Master Xue......"

Hearing this, the hall could not help but be in an uproar, and many people showed a look of surprise because of this extremely strange story.

Not to mention the whispers of the ministers in the palace, the old Dao Wei Shifang raised his hand and pointed at Hu Ren and scolded with a smile: "Hu Er is leaking his deeds again, forgetting the lesson I gave you a hundred years ago!" You are a turbid vulgar stream, because you were contaminated with the great monk Buddha machine, and you had to continue the life of Master Xue, so you stole the number of lives for five hundred years, but this is not your moral practice, nor is it a famous instrument to enjoy, if it is frequently leaked, your life will not be long! ”

While speaking, Wei Shifang looked back at Wang Fangqing among the ministers, smiled at him and said: "When I ascended the palace before, I felt that Wang Zuocheng had a good face, and I thought about it for a long time, and then I remembered that Wang Zuocheng looked like the prime minister of Jiangzuo Wang. I would like to ask if the two famous ministers who are separated from each other have anything to do with each other? ”

As soon as these words came out, the ministers all turned to Wang Fangqing again. And Wang Fangqing's face suddenly became extremely ugly, as if his mouth was fragrant, and he was silent for a while before raising his hand and saying, "It is the ancestor of the family." ”

After hearing this, Wei Shifang's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he turned to bow to His Majesty the Holy Emperor in the hall and said, "Fang Wai Savage congratulates me on the great grace of the Holy Emperor, compatible with the talents of the north and the south!" Jiangzuo Wangmen, the house of Linlang, the beautiful utensils come out, it is the famous family of Kanzuo Wangye! ”

Wu Zetian smiled and waved his hand to excuse him, and after Wei Shifang got up, he looked around at the hall and smiled apologetically: "Please forgive me for my gaffes, the deceased is difficult to trace, and the deceased can be remembered." After reuniting with the deceased here, it is inevitable that the Taoist heart will be lost and the seven emotions will be exposed. ”

While speaking, he returned to his bookcase, picked up the pen and slowed the book, a pair of calligraphy was quickly written, not waiting for the ink to dry, he handed the notebook in front of Wang Fangqing, and smiled: "The old and the right army will travel together, watch the river tide and make a new post, I love Wang Youjun, but regret that there were many travelers at that time, and failed to get this post, which was stored in the heart, and often copied." I am happy to see Zuo Cheng, I can't bear the itch, I take the liberty to ask, can this book follow in the footsteps of the right army? ”

Wang Fangqing raised his eyes and looked at Wei Shifang, but he didn't take the post, but Doulu Qinwang next to him intervened to take it, and was amazed after observing it, and exclaimed: "Although I don't see the right army's old post, but the penmanship is indeed the right army." ”

While speaking, Doulu Qinwang passed the book to everyone, and finally passed it back to Wang Fangqing. In desperation, Wang Fangqing had no choice but to nod and say: "The old post of the Right Army no longer exists, and I have occasionally colluded with the traces of later generations, and I still feel inferior to Master Wei." ”

Of course, Wang Fangqing didn't dare to say that Wang Youjun's post was sent by His Majesty the Holy Emperor to his house to take it away.

Hearing Wang Fangqing's answer, Wu Zetian nodded with satisfaction, and opened his mouth to signal Wei Shifang to talk about his experience in Songshan retreat.

Then the ministers returned to their seats and began to listen carefully to what Wei Shifang had to say. Although there is a foreshadowing just now, among those who can live in the three grades of official residence in the field, which one is not an old man, perhaps King Siyong is an exception.

Wei Shifang was still there talking about his experience of collecting bait and serving essence in Songshan, and suddenly a person in the hall spoke: "If it is true as Master Wei said, Songshan is in the middle of the sky, and the earth's veins are pure, and it can be raised for many years. But a few days ago, His Royal Highness the Acting King went out on patrol and successively suppressed the 17th road of Songshan bee thieves. ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was silent, and Li Shouli, the king of Yong, was a little displeased, and before he could speak, he was stopped by Wang Fangqing, who was quick and quick-eyed.

Under this questioning, Wei Shifang was not displeased, but just twisted his beard and smiled: "The old Tao has entered the WTO, and he also feels that he is out of harmony, just like being trapped by the Xianggong. If you trace the cause, Songyue has been in the middle of the town for a long time, and it is a sacred place. But the living also emphasize harmony, and the heavens naturally complement each other. The lonely sun is hyperactive, so people feel hyperactive, and lose harmony, so the fierceness is mixed, and the terrain is uneasy. If there is a sacred qi of the Ci clan in Songyue, the qi will be adjusted, and the yin and yang will return to one......"

The old Tao went through the chisel and attached it, and then changed the conversation and continued: "Under the number of days, the living have their own life weapons. The world has been lonely for a long time, and there are many punishments of swords. Fortunately, my Great Zhou Ci clan is in charge of the country, the holy family is universal, and everyone is equipped with a life weapon, so that he can avoid hyperactivity.

I don't know what the qualifications of His Royal Highness the Acting King are, so I don't dare to talk about it lightly. But I heard that the king of the dynasty has not reached the crown, and I think it is that Tao is not proficient, but he can pawn the heavy army, and the thief is like mowing grass, which is the sharing of Fengchen's old age and bloodline. ”

As soon as his words fell, Wu Sansi couldn't help but get up and exclaimed: "Master Wei's preaching awakens the sleeping people!" If the king alone is not enough, then Master Xue ...... Xue Shicheng is blessed with a deep fate, and he often has the ability to stop fighting, and the original root lies in this! ”

As soon as Wu Sansi said this, not to mention the expressions of the ministers in the palace, although Wu Zetian in the palace did not show a smile on his face, the eye waves in his eyes flowed.

Before Wei Shifang could respond, suddenly the lotus incense burner on the bhikshuni Pure Light Nyorai Banquet, who had not spoken, suddenly burst into smoke, submerging his entire person and even the plain gauze screen behind him.

When the ministers saw this scene, some people were already exclaiming, but the smoke rose quickly and dispersed quickly. By the time the smoke cleared, the bhikshunis were seated, their faces, including their slick skulls, bloodless.

Next, some people pointed to the screen behind the bhikshuni and exclaimed, and everyone followed the prestige, only to see a few big red characters appear on the plain gauze screen: "Heaven will not die, and the merit will be this autumn."

Seeing this scene, the ministers in the hall were silent again. But after a moment of silence, the kings of the martial arts family in the palace stood up and worshipped and shouted: "God bless the Great Zhou, please go out this autumn to beg for mercy, and cut the slaves!" ”

In the prime minister's seat, the prime ministers glanced at each other, each with suspicion in their eyes, and after a while, Doulu Qinwang and Yang Zaisi left the table one after another and bowed: "The minister seconded the proposal!" ”

With the kings of the samurai family and the two prime ministers taking the lead, the courtiers in the palace left the table one after another to bow down and seconded the proposal. Although there are still people sitting upright and solemn expressions, they are only a minority.

"What is this going on?"

Although Li Shouli was dragged away from the table by Wang Fangqing to worship, his brows furrowed, and he said in a low voice: "Could it be that the son of the martial arts family is afraid that the king will be in charge of the expedition alone, and he wants to play this military plan?" ”

After hearing this, Wang Fangqing sighed and said: "I'm afraid that it is not the sole conspiracy of King Liang and others, the innovation of Cao Shi, the short-term profit of the treasury, Your Majesty wants to ...... for the Feng Chan Strong."

Not to mention the private discussions of His Royal Highness's ministers, Wu Zetian in the palace saw this scene, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious. At this time, a female official hurriedly entered the temple and whispered.

The Holy Emperor's face quickly became gloomy, and he snorted heavily.