Chapter 304: Southbound

Fang Jie, who was dressed in a solemn and solemn first-class countryman dress, squatted down on the side of the corridor outside the gate of Taiji Palace, took out the skin from under the heavy and cumbersome clothes, took out the pipe from the inside, and stuffed it with high-quality tobacco from Jiangnan. In front of the Taiji Palace, which has not yet brightened up, a little spark flickered and dimmed.

Fang Jie's addiction to smoking is actually not big, but he always feels that the pipe is something very close to the world in his previous life.

Spit out a puff of smoke, he glanced at Xiang Qingniu, who was squatting beside him: "What are you going to do after you go back?" Although it is impossible for His Majesty to announce to the world that Xiao Zhenren is conspiring against Prince Yi, your life in Qingle Mountain will definitely be difficult. If my guess is correct, I estimate that the position of the leader of the Dao Sect will gradually be transferred to the side of Wudang Mountain by His Majesty. ”

"What else can I do?"

Xiang Qingniu couldn't squat anymore, so he simply sat on the ground: "From now on, our Qingle Mountain will start to be a man with his tail between his legs." I'll fuck it, Master said that I would carry the burden of Qingle Mountain in the future, who would have thought that it would be carried in this situation. The senior brother is now locked up in the secret prison of the Ouchi guard, my four senior nephews died in Chang'an, one was disabled, and the other two with people were going to meet outside Chang'an City, but they were surrounded by the masters sent by His Majesty, and I heard that the senior brother was captured, and the two senior nephews committed suicide and surrendered......"

Xiang Qingniu sighed: "Two of the four great gods of Qingle Mountain died, and the two who were arrested must have the same fate." Now there is only a group of Taoists left in Qingle Mountain, who have no idea what is going on, and it is a fool's dream to maintain the dignity of Qingle Mountain with my cultivation! ”

"When did you realize your strength so clearly?"

Fang Xie smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need to worry so much, since Your Majesty will not tell the world about Qingle Mountain's rebellion, you will pretend that nothing has happened." If nothing else, the will of the world will also say that Xiao Zhenren, the head of Qingle Mountain, and the four major disciples under the seat sacrificed their lives for the country in the desperate struggle against rebellion, and no one dared to come to the door to provoke at this time. ”

"I hope so"

Xiang Qingniu let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the still dark and somewhat deep sky, and muttered, "I still haven't figured out what Senior Brother is trying to do." ”

"Then don't think about it."

Fang Xie patted him on the shoulder: "As long as the signboard of Qingle Mountain hasn't fallen yet, don't worry too much." Didn't your master say that you are the most talented one among his disciples, if you devote yourself to cultivation, after ten or eight years, you may not be able to reach the realm of your senior brother. ”

"That realm works?"

Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "If after reaching that realm, what comes is more and more greed, I would rather be a waste who can't cultivate." ”

"The fault lies not in the realm of cultivation, but in the mind."

Fang Xie thought for a while and said: "What your senior brother is pursuing is some illusory things, what he wants to do is not a human being but a heavenly person, even if this kind of person does not rebel, he will go crazy sooner or later." Unlike you, you've never been a person who can fight for your head. ”

"You're talking about me?"

"No...... It is a good thing that a gentleman does not fight. ”

Xiang Qingniu laughed at himself: "Why do the words that come out of your mouth seem so hypocritical now, people like me have become called gentlemen, and that gentleman is really worthless." ”

"You're wrong."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "Most of the gentlemen in this world are worthless, because they are all hypocrites. And the talents of true temperament are worth money, and they do not change their money. ”

"A real rascal is also a true temperament, and according to what you say, it has become a good character?"

"Oh, you see, being able to joke proves that you're not that desperate."

Fang Xie took a hard puff of his pipe, and then slowly puffed out two thick puffs of smoke from his nostrils. In the crisp morning, the smoke appears white and thick. He looked like a monster with a smog of fireworks.

"Many times people think that they have reached a dead end, and they can't see the road under their feet clearly...... But in fact, most of the time they are deceiving themselves. And the reason for deceiving oneself is because of fear. Many times what you think you will never be able to do, in fact, you are too scared and worried in your own heart. You are worried that you will step into the abyss with one foot in the air and never recover, and you are worried that you will not be able to maintain Qingle Mountain, and you are sorry for everyone. ”

"But you haven't gone forward yet, how do you know that after stepping on this thorn, it is not a willow and a flower? Maybe you will feel that I am a little hypocritical when I say this, and anyone can say one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, but since the truth can become a truth, it is naturally desirable. ”

"Everyone faces a dilemma that they have never faced, and the first reaction of normal people is, of course, fear, confusion and fear. If this dilemma can be avoided, no one will be stupid - they have to break through and prove that they are strong. But if there is really no way to avoid this dilemma, there is no way to get around, and the road behind has collapsed, and you have no choice but to go forward, and you still don't have the courage to go out, then it is even more stupid. ”

Xiang Qingniu nodded thoughtfully: "It sounds like it makes a little sense." ”

He took the pipe from Fang Jie's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, took a hard puff, and then began to cough violently: "Fang Jie...... Ahem...... When you spoke just now, you were really like a god, and it was really bad to have such a foundation and not engage in the sect...... Ahem...... Otherwise, don't be an official, I'll give you the command of Qingle Mountain, and I'll be a thug for you. ”

"You mean I'm supposed to go gangster?"

Fang Xie pursed his lips: "It's useless!" Gangsters without a court background are doomed to be unsuccessful. In the future, I will be an official in the imperial court, and you will be a gangster in the rivers and lakes. Let's join forces and dominate the rivers and lakes in a few years. When the time comes, the sects next to each other will collect protection money, and whoever doesn't pay will be destroyed! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xiang Qingniu said: "How can you just collect the money from the sect, since you want to do evil, you have to be thorough...... All the commercial houses and shops in the world have to pay us protection money, and if anyone dares to resist, I will send someone to throw wreaths and fireworks bombs into the courtyard of his house, block the door of his house, splash dog blood, and rush in in the middle of the night while they are sleeping, wrap them in a quilt and beat them violently. ”

"Hmm!"

Fang explained: "If you dare not pay it at that time, I will let the government come forward to demolish his shop!" ”

"If you don't agree to demolish it, you will honestly pay the silver! In this way, it won't be long before we become rich. ”

Xiang Qingniu smiled, still not used to smoking, so he stuffed the pipe to Fang Jie. Fang Xie took a sip and asked with a smile, "Are you cool now?" ”

"It's kind of cool!"

"If it's cool, you'll get it"

Fang Xie knocked his pipe on the ground, was silent for a while, and said, "Actually, I have a more refreshing idea. ”

"What?"

Xiang Qingniu asked curiously.

Fang Xie muttered: "You say, wouldn't it be cooler if we could kill all the people we just said, there would be no one left, and one would be killed if one appeared, and we wouldn't have to accept the punishment of the law?" ”

"W-!"

Xiang Qingniu jumped to his feet and said: "Then the fuck is cool!" ”

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Fang Xie didn't know what the emperor and Xiang Qingniu said, the emperor saw Xiang Qingniu first and then saw him, when Xiang Qingniu came out of the Dongnuan Pavilion, Fang Xie was summoned in, and the two passed by. But Fang Xie could see that the expression on Xiang Qingniu's face was much more relaxed, and it was obvious that the emperor was not only reprimanding, but also encouraging and exhorting.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and before they could say anything, they separated. Fang Xie watched Xiang Qingniu raise the corners of his mouth and smiled, Xiang Qingniu watched Fang Xie pouting and shaking his head a few times. One said cherished and the other said goodbye, but no one expected that the next time they saw each other, it would be a matter of fact.

This fat man, who suddenly had to face everything head-on, was full of words of explanation when he left. After returning to Qingle Mountain, he did face a lot of difficulties that were difficult to solve, and whenever he felt that he was about to fall, he would inexplicably think of the pipe in Fang Jie's hand.

I thought of the demon who squatted in the early morning light, spitting smoke in the flickering light and darkness.

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"Minister, knock to see Your Majesty!"

Fang Xie saluted solemnly, then got up and stood aside.

The emperor, who had only slept for an hour, couldn't hide his tiredness, he rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and glanced at Fang Jie: "There's nothing to explain to you, although you are young, I can trust your ability." If you go to the southwest, you just need to do your best, and don't let me live up to my trust in you. ”

"The minister will not fail in his mission."

Fang explained.

The emperor snorted, raised his head to look at the sky outside, and muttered, "It's almost the time of the dynasty again...... Go ahead, I heard that Huai Lao plans to go with you, he is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, and the most important thing is to have experience in dealing with things, you can ask him more along the way. ”

"The minister understands, and the minister retires"

Fang Xie leaned over and said.

The emperor waved his hand a little tiredly: "Go ahead." ”

After talking like this with a few words, Fang Xie retreated from the Dongnuan Pavilion. I don't know why, this time when I saw Emperor Fang Jie's heart, it was full of desolate feelings. He had the illusion that the emperor was getting older and older day by day at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

When he walked out of the Taiji Palace, Fang Xie couldn't help but glance back again.

In the early morning light, the tall and majestic palace walls blocked his view.

In the distance, a gong sounded, and the time had come to open the gates. Fang Xie boarded the carriage, and after sitting down, he lifted the curtain of the car window, looked at the sparse pedestrians outside, and smelled the smell of the morning air in Chang'an City. A kind of reluctance suddenly emerged from his heart, and soon spread to his whole body.

The carriage ran over the bluestone slabs and swayed slightly.

At the intersection of East 23rd Street, Fang Xie joined his own people. Several carriages slowly drove out of the city gates, escorted by the guard of honor.

Walking in front on horseback were more than a dozen Ouchi guards wearing flying fish robes and bright red cloaks to open the way, and in the two carriages behind were sitting officials from the Ministry of Rites. Then there was the carriage in which Shen Tilt Fan was riding, and in the fourth carriage were Chen Hum and Chen Ha. In the fifth carriage was Fang Jie, and it was Nie Xiaoju who drove the car. The black boy Yan Mad and the scholar Chen Xiaoru rode horses on both sides, and then behind them were the remaining flying fish robes, and Mu Xiaowaist, who was wearing a thousand household costumes, rode a horse and led people to protect Fang Jie's carriage.

Behind the Qincha team was followed by a group of soldiers who had changed into the left guard armor. Although these soldiers were not many in number, only about 20 horses, they seemed to have a bit of the momentum of thousands of troops. You don't need to look closely to know that these people are the elite of the battle.

The leader of these people was Ye Jinnan, the four-rank general of the left avant-garde, who also changed into the armor of a general. And there was a carriage behind their procession, and in the carriage a man leaned into the carriage and tried his best to poke his head out of the window to look at the team in front of him, his eyes full of hatred and viciousness.