Feng Bao has always regarded Ma Yun as a god, and when he heard that Ma Yun's family was missing, Feng Bao was unequivocal and took Ma Yun directly to Sang Qianmin, that is, Sang Weihan's home. At that time, Sang Qianmin was not there, so Feng Bao had to visit Sang Weihan directly. This Sang Weihan is in his fifties, ugly in appearance, short in body and long in face, this face can be compared with Zhuge Liang's brother, and he is deep and silent, quite powerful. People in the officialdom are respectful to him on the surface, and they often call him "Lord Horse-Faced" in the world. Although Feng Bao and Sang Qianmin are buddies, they are also quite in awe of this horse-faced uncle, basically they can hide if they can, and if they can, they can't see it, this time for Ma Yun, it's really rare.

When Sang Weihan heard that Feng Bao asked to see him, he was also quite surprised, so he met Ma Yun and the others in the study. After the guests and hosts sat down, Feng Bao hurriedly told the matter again.

The fragrance of tea curled, Sang Weihan turned the teacup in his hand while looking Ma Yun up and down, and said with a smile for a while: "Recently, I heard that I talked about a long time and laughed, that is, to calculate the military situation on the front line. Now that Sister Ling is missing, why don't you hang it yourself. ”

Feng Bao nodded suddenly, yes, master, you have magical powers, you just need to count a hexagram, why let me come to see this horse face.

Ma Yun was slightly stunned, and immediately smiled: "The so-called capable writers cherish ink, and those who are good and easy are uncertain." It's hard to determine your own business. ”

Sang Weihan nodded approvingly, and said, "Don't worry, Dao Chief, as long as there is a portrait, looking for someone is the best at this kind of thing." After speaking, he said to the door: "Sang Wei, give this portrait to Li Yun, the head catcher, and let him take the catcher to check around, and report back as soon as there is news." A man about forty years old who looked like a housekeeper walked in and took the portrait, said yes, and went out reflexively.

Ma Yun thanked him: "Master Sang, it's really Sang Qingtian who is the master of the people." ”

Sang Weihan laughed and said, "Dao Chief, it's serious. If you don't know what to ask? ”

Ma Yun was stunned for a moment, and the tunnel: "My lord, may I ask." ”

"Daoist cultivators, why don't you wear Taoist clothes?"

Feng Bao secretly praised in his heart, no wonder he looked at the master a little awkwardly, it turned out that he didn't wear a uniform.

Ma Yun read slowly: "Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust." This poem is said by Hui Neng, the sixth ancestor of Zen Buddhism, which means that the world is originally empty, and everything in the world is an empty word, and if the heart is empty, it doesn't matter if you resist the temptation outside, everything passes through the heart, leaving no trace. Ma Yun used this poem to say that my Maoshan Taoist priest entered the world to practice, wearing a Taoist robe is practice, and not wearing it is also practice.

After Sang Weihan was demoted, the new emperor favored Jing Yanguang, and Jing Yanguang had always been at odds with Sang Weihan, so he suppressed Sang Weihan everywhere, as if there had never been such a person in the world. Sang Weihan was willing to spend the rest of his life like this, so he wanted to find someone who had the opportunity and was willing to recommend him in front of the emperor. And Jack Ma is one of the few options. Hearing Ma Yun's answer, Sang Weihan stroked his palms and smiled: "The Taoist is really a master." Sang Weihan was a little relieved, this person is very clever, and it is not in vain that I tried my best to cooperate with the "one-three-five".

Seeing Ma Yun bow his head and drink tea, Sang Weihan decided to give him some mention, so he said: "Dao Chief, walking the world, is it to guard the way of heaven, or to do your best?" ”

Sang Weihan's questions were one after another, Ma Yun was tired of coping, he was already in a cold sweat, and he couldn't understand Sang Weihan's true intentions, so he said casually: "Do your best, just obey the destiny of heaven." ”

"Otherwise, in my opinion, the Taoist divination is better than the will of heaven."

Ma Yun laughed dryly twice and said, "My lord is smiling." ”

Sang Weihan and Ma Yun had their own thoughts, and the conversation was not salty or light, Feng Bao next to him couldn't bear it anymore, and interjected: "Uncle Sang, it's getting late today, we won't bother anymore, well... When we have news, we'll pay a visit. ”

Sang Weihan saw that Feng Bao insisted on leaving and did not force him to stay, so he personally sent Ma Yun and the others out of the gate, looked at the sedan chair in the distance, twisted his beard and smiled, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ma Yun returned to Ba'anpu's house, and Zhao Tong had just arrived home. Seeing Ma Yun coming back, he chatted with him about the afternoon. It turned out that Zhao Tong was with Sang Qianmin and Liu Zhao in the afternoon, but Liu Zhao left for something, Sang Qianmin and Zhao Tong chatted with Zhao Tong for a while, and then gradually talked about state affairs. Listening to Zhao Tong's excited talk, Ma Yun suddenly interjected: "Brother Zhao, what kind of person is this Sang Weihan?" ”

Zhao Tong sighed and said, "Brother Ma, you are in the south, and you don't know anything about this person. This Sang Weihan was originally an important minister of the Great Jin. At that time, the first emperor and Zhao Dejun of Youzhou raised troops to the Khitan at the same time, and it was Sang Weihan who went to Yelude's Guangda Tent and repeatedly stated the interests and disadvantages, which made the Khitan make up its mind to support the first emperor. After the first emperor ascended the throne, he appointed Sang Weihan as the Tongzhong Shumen Pingzhang and the privy envoy, no matter how big or small, he was entrusted, and within a few months, the imperial court settled down. This person is highly valued, and the first emperor must have left it for future generations, so he demoted him before he died. But when the new emperor ascended the throne, under the influence of Jing Yanguang and others, he actually forgot about him. ”

Listening to Zhao Tong's words, the smiling horse face seemed to appear in front of Ma Yun's eyes again. An idea flashed through Jack Ma's mind like lightning, what did Sang Weihan's sentence mean?

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The efficiency of Bianjing Mansion is very high, and the news obtained in the evening, the next morning, Sang Qianmin went to Ba'an Pu to report the good news to Ma Yun, Zhao Jingniang's whereabouts are eyebrow----- someone saw her near Wan'an Temple in the east of the city yesterday afternoon.

Ma Yun hurriedly asked: "What is Wan'an Temple, not far from here?" ”

Sang Qianmin said: "Wan'an Temple is in the middle of Mingliu Street, not far away, walk through Fuyang Street, and then pass through two alleys. I sat in a sedan chair and arrived in half an hour. ”

Ma Yun said in his heart that it was a coincidence, Zhao Ziying's house was also on Mingliu Street, just along the way.

Ma Yun thanked Sang Qianmin, and wanted to leave immediately to find someone, Sang Qianmin pulled Ma Yun and said: "Master, wait a minute, I have already sent someone to Feng Mansion and Liu Mansion to find some more people." ”

Ma Yun was surprised: "Why are you looking for so many people, let's not go to fight." ”

Sang Qianmin smiled bitterly and said, "Master, I'm really on guard. This Wan'an Temple is now occupied by the ruffians. ”

Ma Yun was anxious when he heard this, Zhao Jingniang fell into the hands of the ruffian, this is okay, and hurriedly said: "Since it is a ruffian, why don't you care about the fast catchers?" ”

Sang Qianmin sneered and said, "If it's a few ruffians, it's not too early to clean them up." Most of them are descendants of the army, how dare they take them if they are caught quickly? And one of the leaders of this group of ruffians, we have also seen and beaten, is the person we beat in Cuihualou the night before yesterday. ”

It's not that the enemies don't get together, it's really a coincidence.