Chapter 294: An Uninvited Guest

The snow was as tight as a burst, standing on the snow, and I heard the laughter in the Chu Waist Pavilion. Baidu search said that the network quickly entered this site without pop-up ads TXT download A cold wind blew, and Wu Lun was almost cold.

With a shudder on his body, he suddenly realized what he had done wrong.

As a scholar, Wu Lun also knew the power and difficulty of scholars in the Ming Dynasty.

The prince spent a lot of effort this time, and even used the chess pieces he had buried in the capital before, so that he had a chance to return to the central decision-making body, on the grounds that he was reunited with the Son of Heaven.

But what about after the New Year?

The so-called name is not right, as long as the fifteenth day of the New Year is over, it is possible to be driven out of the capital at any time, as long as someone looks at King Jing unpleasantly.

Therefore, King Jing came back this time, and he was obsessed with keeping a low profile and didn't want to attract too many people's attention.

This tone was also proposed by Wu Lun at the beginning.

When Wu Lun was in Sichuan, he was crushed by Wu Jie and suffered a terrible defeat. However, speaking of which, this person is still quite smart, otherwise he would not be valued by King Jing and used as an arm.

was called "Mr. Wu" by King Jing's side, and accepted the respect and admiration of everyone, Wu Lun was also a little fluttering during this time, and he really regarded himself as a peerless national soldier. Speaking of Confucius, Meng, and Zhu Cheng, he opened his mouth with poetry and songs, and he gained some admiring eyes, and his heart began to swell.

Speaking of coming to Chu Waist Pavilion this time, the Caiyun girl has been in full swing recently, and there are people with status in the capital, if you haven't spoken to her, you have heard her songs, and you will be called a celebrity in vain.

As the chief gentleman of King Jing's Mansion, according to the words of later generations, he is a person with a strong temperament. I was immediately interested and wanted to meet this talented woman.

Of course, he is still very clear about the consumption of Fengyue Field, especially this kind of first-class Qing Pavilion person, if he doesn't move out of Jinshan Yinhai, he can't step into that door at all.

For example, the current Wu Lun is just a small civil servant in terms of identity, while Caiyun is equivalent to a female star who is popular with half the sky, and they are people from two different worlds.

Therefore, Wu Lun persuaded King Jing to come and see the vision, and by the way, let the prince pay.

But he didn't want to, as soon as he saw Wu Jie, new hatred and old hatred came to his heart, Wu Lun completely broke out, and even moved King Jing out. But he still ignored the power of the scholar and Wu Jie, not only lost face, but also caused the displeasure of the prince.

No one knows King Jing's character better than him, this prince is rude, narrow-minded, and timid. He was so frightened just now, and he already hated himself in his heart.

If the prince wants to use you, he can hold you up to heaven. But if I hate you, you're stinking shit.

Obviously, in the scene just now, he was completely disappointed in Wu Lun.

Wu Lun stood on the snow, only feeling that the world was so big, but he had nowhere to go.

When he returned to the palace, he had already angered King Jing, even if he went back, he would not be able to have the status he had before, and he would eat in it and wait for death in the future.

But if you don't go back to the palace, what can you do?

At the beginning, he was able to regain his fame and fame because of the power of the palace. Later, he was able to win the township examination room, although he didn't want to think about it, he had to admit that King Jing still played a certain role in it.

From beginning to end, he was branded with the brand of King Jingfu. King Jing also said that if he wins this meeting, it will naturally be good, if he doesn't, he has already said that he will give him an official position. If you leave the palace, you will have no future. Zhongjinshi, he doesn't have any certainty!

The snow kept falling, and after standing outside for a long time, the shoulders and hats were covered with snow.

The laughter inside was still coming in bursts, occasionally the sound of silk and bamboo, the gentle chanting of colorful clouds, the loud laughter of Wu Jie, and the cheers of the scholars one after another. …,

Hearing Wu Jie's hearty laughter, Wu Lun's body trembled, and strong jealousy surged into his heart, waking him up from his dementia.

His eyes were red: Damn Wu Dasha, what are you doing in Nanjing and running back to Sichuan, if it weren't for you, I, Wu Lun, would only be afraid that I would have married Miss Tang and live freely. When you returned to Sichuan, not only ruined my good marriage, but also colluded with Jinyiwei to ruin my reputation. Fortunately, the sky is endless, and I don't know if I'm blessed. After leaving Sichuan, I, Wu Lun, actually met the prince, a noble man in his life, and was lifted by people. I saw a light ahead, but this light was also snuffed out by you.

Am I really going to offend you, a villain?

No.

Now Wu Lun's reputation in Shilin has been completely ruined, if he accepts his fate, what a wonderful and magnificent life.

No, you can't accept your fate.

His body trembled again, Wu Lun gritted his teeth, took a step, and walked in the direction of King Jing's Mansion.

When I came, I didn't feel it, but when I went back, I found that the road was so long.

In the middle of the night, they couldn't find the carriages and horses, so they could only walk in a hurry.

Wu Lun is used to enjoying the carriages and horses in the palace on weekdays, and he has long been industrious. This walk, my body was weak, and my legs were sore.

As soon as I walked down for only a few miles, I was panting like an ox. The sweat on my body poured out like a spring, and it was so hot that I just wanted to take off my clothes. But his feet were so cold that they were numb.

It turned out that after walking such a long way, the cloth shoes on his feet had already been filled with snow water.

In a short way, Wu Lun walked for nearly an hour.

King Jing's feudal land in Hubei, he grew up in the palace, after adulthood, Jiajing felt sorry for this little son, and gave him an amazingly large courtyard in the city as his palace.

King Jing returned to Beijing this time and still returned to live here.

In fact, all the relatives of the Ming Dynasty had palaces in the capital to prepare for the use of the Beijing Face Saint.

After returning to the palace, he quickly ran through his room, changed into clean clothes, and felt that all his limbs seemed to fall apart, so he beckoned a subordinate to wash his feet.

That subordinate was specially sent by the prince to serve him, and he was obedient and respectful on weekdays. Today, his face changed, and he shouted for a long time, but he didn't move.

In the end, he snorted and said sarcastically: "Mr. Wu, the hot water is in the room, and it is estimated that there is no one at this time." ”

He stood there with a calm face, looking at Wu Lun with a sneer.

This is naturally a lie, such as the palace, where there are people on duty all night. This guy probably knows that he has lost his favor and feels that there is no need to please him.

There are a lot of villains in this Jingwang Mansion, all of them are the eyes of power.

"This villain!" Wu Lun was about to get angry when he heard bursts of laughter in the distance. The sound was faint, but it could be heard far away in the silence of the night.

Listening to the voice was King Jing, coming from the front hall of the palace.

In the middle of the night, there were still guests visiting, which seemed a little unusual.

Wu Lun's heart froze, and he forcibly held back the anger in his heart at the moment, and asked his entourage politely: "Ah Si, dare to ask the prince what he is doing, and there are still visitors so late?" ”

Ah Si: "Mr. Wu, I'm just a subordinate, how do I know?" He looked a little impatient.

Wu Yan still said politely: "Ah Si, you are the old man of the palace, if you don't know anything, please ask for advice." ”

Wu Lun's attitude made the subordinate named Ah Si very proud, so he smiled and said: "Yes, I grew up in the palace since I was a child, and the big and small friendships here really can't be hidden from me." Tonight, there are two Taoist leaders who come to the palace, one old and one young. The young one didn't seem to be a serious person, and as soon as he entered the palace, his eyes rolled around, fell on the girls, and refused to move away. However, the old Taoist chief seems to be very stylish, his hair and beard are white, and he is a fairy figure. ”…,

"Daoist ......" Wu Lun seemed to realize something, pondered for a moment, and asked urgently: "These two Taoist masters came uninvited or did the prince pass them into the mansion?" ”

If it is uninvited, and you can be received by the prince, you will definitely have some fame. If it's coming in, how do you choose it in the middle of the night?

Ah Si: "Neither, it is said that these two Taoists are extremely famous, they are living immortals, and they are not invited by ordinary people." The day before yesterday, the princess sent someone to send a generous gift to invite, and they accepted the gift and said that they would come back when they were free. But I didn't want to, so I chose it in the middle of the night. As soon as the prince returned to the house with his front feet, these two Taoists arrived. It can be seen that the prince is still very happy, and he called out to the old Taoist one by one, 'Hu Lao Immortal'. ”

"Old Immortal Hu." Wu Lun was shocked, and a person's name suddenly sounded in his head: Hu Dashun.

This person is an old acquaintance of King Jing, who has been a Taoist priest in the palace for more than ten years, and can be said to be the emperor's side.

When he came to the palace in the middle of the night, it would definitely not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

No, such an important matter, I Wu Lun must not miss it.

Thinking of this, Wu Lun did not hesitate and immediately walked towards the front hall.

Sure enough, there were two Taoists on the other side of the hall, one old and one young.

The old one looks very magnificent, and it is estimated that it is Hu Dashun. As for the small one, it looks slippery and tricky, but it looks like a market splasher, it is Hu Dashun's son Hu Yuanyu.

The prince is also there, talking and walking in the courtyard with the old Taoist, and he is not afraid of the cold or the dark in winter.

Hu Yuanyu and Zhou Weiwei followed from a distance, so as not to disturb the conversation between the prince and Hu Dashun.

"Lord Wang." Wu Lun arched his hand and stood aside carefully.

Seeing that it was Wu Lun, King Jing glanced at him in disgust, twisted his head to the side and spoke to Hu Dashun.

Wu Lun was a little at a loss and looked very embarrassed.

Zhou Huwei was born as a martial artist, but he didn't have the snobbery of those subordinates in the palace. He smiled at him, while Hu Yuanyu looked at Wu Lun curiously, and he didn't know what position this famous scholar held in the palace.

He was already a playful character, and when he saw Wu Lun holding back, he was amused in his heart, with a hint of ridicule in his eyebrows.

Wu Lun was embarrassed in front of outsiders, and he was so hot that he was dry.

At this time, Hu Dashun glanced at Wu Lun and asked King Jing: "This is ......" with hesitation in his tone.

King Jing said casually: "This person's name is Wu Lun, the diner in the palace, and he is also a person around the king, so Immortal Hu doesn't have to care." ”

Hu Dashun heard King Jing say that Wu Lun was a person close to him, and thought he was a confidant, so he didn't have any worries, and then said: "The prince invited Ben Dao this time, what did he order?" ”

King Jing: "There are two main things, one is that this king's recent cultivation seems to have supernatural powers, I feel a little uneasy, I don't know how to start next, I want to ask Hu Shenxian; Besides, I want to ask your old man to calculate a hexagram for this king. ”

"Immortals can't talk about it, that is, they have some small fame in the cultivation world, what is it worth?" Hu Dashun looked arrogant: "That is, the basic skills are more solid, and I have served the Lord Long Live for more than 20 years, read the Taoist classics in the Dauchi Library, and know the situation at all stages of cultivation." As for the matter of divination, it is inseparable from Zhou Tian Yi Count, raise your hand to do it, please say. ”

Jiajing has practiced Taoism since he was a child, and he can be said to be a devout Taoist. In the past few years, it has intensified and gradually become vain.

If something is good, it will be effective.

Not only did the grand princes and doctors in the capital eat fasting and Jiao at home to worship the priests, but even the princes and royal families in the palace followed suit. King Jing has been in contact with Fangshi since he was a child, and he is also convinced of Taoism.

At that moment, he said to Hu Dashun with some apprehension: "Immortal Hu, this king has been acquainted with you since he was a child, and he learned a set of methods of nine turns of golden pill from you. After practicing for more than 20 years, there has been no response, but my body is stronger, and my spirit is better than that of ordinary people, but I can't see any benefits. It's just that I suddenly had supernatural powers recently, and my heart is not real. ”…,

Hu Dashun: "The prince has supernatural powers, which means that his cultivation has made great progress, which is a good thing." But my religion is not known for its supernatural powers, and it may not be the way. The prince said what kind of magical powers. ”

King Jing nodded: "In the past, this king has been unable to enter meditation because he is an acute child. But when I went to Hubei to settle down, I was suddenly settled. Moreover, once I settle down, I feel that time flies very quickly, and the whole day only feels like a moment. ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this is a good thing. The so-called precepts are determined, fixed and wise, and wise and spiritual. Hu Dashun congratulated King Jing: "Then why is the prince bothered?" ”

King Jing frowned: "Immortal Hu, this king also knows that this is a good thing." But recently, when I was in meditation, I found a problem, and suddenly there were many noises in my ears, and I could hear even the sound of my own heartbeat and blood flow clearly. It was so loud that it was like thunder. The king was frightened and didn't dare to practice anymore. ”

"Don't be afraid!" Hu Dashun smiled, waved his sleeves, and said eloquently: "The prince has just entered the threshold of Taoism, and he doesn't know the joints in it, so he is naturally uneasy. There is a primordial realm in Taoist Jindan Avenue, and it is said that it is a scene. If you are able to enter and exit smoothly and freely, that is the first state. Then the ears and eyes are clear, and you can hear your own heartbeat, then you are in the scene. It's just that the Tao is shallow, and we need to continue to consolidate our cultivation. Once the roots are firmly established, the noise will naturally disappear. Therefore, you don't have to worry about it. ”

King Jing breathed a long sigh of relief: "Oh, I see, I have been worried about this Wang Bai for many days, great, great!" ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands excitedly.

Hu Dashun bowed slightly: "Okay, what kind of hexagram did the prince say he wanted to make this way?" ”

King Jing looked around vigilantly and lowered his voice: "Daoist Hu, this king wants to ask the old immortal to calculate my future stay after I come to the capital this time." ”

Wu Lun's body was shocked, the prince even asked Hu Dashun for advice on such a critical matter, it seems that the relationship between King Jing and Hu Dashun is not simple.

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