Chapter 127: The sound of the Buddha

(Two chapters of 10,000 words have been updated.) ）

The Southern Dynasty had its own court, but it was only the same official position, and the rank was reduced by half compared with the Northern Imperial Court. When the remnants of the older generation first entered the territory of Beimang, some of the Central Plains clans with superior qualifications and identities had seen the scene of disagreement and fighting in the imperial tent, and they were shocked at the time, and they couldn't imagine that such a brutal court could call the Liyang Dynasty, which was already the unifying Spring and Autumn Period. Later, the empress Kaien, the Southern Dynasty was established, this temple is obviously much more elegant, the main hall is full of disputes, some red ears will definitely have, but for more than ten years there has never been such a quarrel as today, the quarrel is about to become a roll sleeve pipe fight, all because of the new smoke on the border of the southern front, the 10,000 dragon elephant cavalry first slaughtered the border town of tile building, if the first battle is victorious, it will stop there, and then under the leadership of the second son of the king of Beiliang, he will go around and raid the next important town Junzi Pavilion, 6,000 dragon elephant army actually ate 8,000 military horses, the two major defeats of the Southern Dynasty are already an indisputable fact, the momentum is not only burning, but also the pain of scraping the bones, except for the kind of magic can not dare to return, The rest of the generals who held power all shut up in unison, and occasionally met each other's eyes in the hall, and they also shook their heads slightly and sighed. On the contrary, it was the civil officials of the Gaohua clan who had a big name in the first word that quarreled all over the world, and among them, there was a dead fat man in a noble purple coat who scolded the most fiercely, and almost took out the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of Hong Gu'an, who was martyred for the country, and scolded him again.

This fat man spat and splashed: "This bastard surnamed Hong sells his reputation and reputation, even if he survives, Lao Tzu will stab him to death with a knife! Tile building the city is condescending to the green tile basin, and the cavalry charge has a congenital advantage, you despise the dragon elephant army, and go out of the city to respond to the battle, and you are so bold that you let the straw bag lead the troops to the bottom of the slope, what's the matter, you want to start a fair fight with the Beiliang cavalry army completely? Doesn't Hong Gu'an claim to be familiar with thousands of military books? Hong Gu'an is the proud protégé of which old general, I don't remember very well, who dares to remind him?"

The people in the temple quietly looked at an old general who closed his eyes and recuperated, the general had a childish face, and his qi cultivation kung fu was excellent, and the ancient well did not wave, and he didn't seem to plan to deal with Dong Fatzi.

Dong Fatzi's cheeks trembled, and he pointed to a third-grade officer in charge of the household department of the Southern Dynasty, "It took the two armies of Tile Building and Junziguan to defeat half of the Dragon Elephant Army in Beiliang, and you fucking told Lao Tzu to let the border armies of Ligu Maolong take the initiative to pursue, what's the matter, these fourteen thousand men and horses are not people, they are all the maids and maids of your Yuanzhi family, and if you say that you will kill and kill you, you will give away people?

The elderly civil official was so angry that his face was pale, and he was awe-inspiring, and he competed with the fat man, but his voice trembled: "I will not be insulted by the prestige of the country in the north!

Dong Fatzi's words were extremely mean, and he glared: "Dead old thief, keep your household one acre and three points of land to get oil and water, and then go beyond the rules and talk about military affairs, Lao Tzu will give you a mallet to let you into the coffin! Don't think that your pockmarked granddaughter throws flattery at me, Lao Tzu will not clean you up!"

The old man was so humiliated that he fainted on the spot and had to be carried out.

A young official who jumped over the Dragon Gate with the imperial examination really couldn't look past it, and said softly: "The second son of the king of Beiliang is crazy, it is not enough to kill 9,000 people, and he still wants to slaughter the city afterwards, he is obviously a madman." If the Beiliang cavalry insists on going its own way, ignoring the two towns of Gu Maolong, and going north in a straight line, it will soon hit us. Do you really want a few generals to transfer troops to come regardless of the layout of the defense line? In case it is the sound of attacking the west from the east and involving too many troops of our dynasty with a lone army, Xu Xiao personally leads the elite to the northeast, and Gu Jiantang's eastern front is advancing at the same time, but it will be difficult to deal with it. We can't be led by the nose by Bei Liang, I have heard that General Dong has never led the army to march regardless of the gains and losses of the small situation, it seems that today is different. ”

This upstart official who was once a high school leader with the blue eyes of the empress was dignified, and his voice was not loud, but the old household fainted, and the needles in the hall could be heard, and what he said was not without purpose, so he was particularly full of energy.

Dong Fatzi squinted and sneered: "Pedant Xiucai is only talking on paper, wait until you have killed people and seen blood, and then come to reason with your grandfather Dong." ”

The young official sneered, and did not stalk with this fat man who was so lucky that he couldn't have more. In the future, if he said that the empress would settle accounts after the autumn, it would be equivalent to stepping on Dong Fatzi, and invisibly raising a big step for herself. But before that day, an old general's remarks made him embarrassed, it was the first general Huang Songpu to seize military power as a remnant of the Spring and Autumn Period. and Yang Yuanzan, the untouchable people who joined the army, both began to overshadow Huang Songpu, but where is the seniority, and Yang Yuanzan himself used to be half of Huang Songpu's pawn, and the old general Song was willing to treat Dong Zhuo, the demon king of the world, so Huang Songpu spoke in the Southern Dynasty, and the weight was the heaviest. Hong Gu'an, who caused a catastrophe, came from the general Huang Song Pu, and he could not escape being scolded by the fat man in the temple.

Unexpectedly, this time the old general was in the same camp as Dong Zhuo, "The book of soldiers is dead, the person who leads the soldiers is alive, and when you fight on the battlefield, you have to think about the opponent's temperament first." First of all, this time, the Dragon Elephant Army will attack the border line of our country first, and it is inevitable that they will not accept prisoners, and even slaughter the city. Secondly, as Dong Zhuo said, the original intention of the Dragon Elephant Army was to take a detour and eat the four towns of the Wazhu Gentleman's Pavilion and Gu Maolong, as for how many people can survive after the war, I think Xu Xiao doesn't care at all, and the young man with amazing force will not care. With a lone army and the merits of the First War, he did not expect to defeat half of the military strength of the Southern Dynasties, but he crushed the morale and popular hearts that the Southern Dynasties had finally accumulated in more than ten years, which was where the heart of the Northern Liang woe lies. The next big war opened, the whole army of Beiliang poured into the nest, the horse's hooves stepped on, there was a lesson from the past, try to ask who dares not to surrender? Third, guess that the dragon elephant army that went north in one go north will inevitably have follow-up troops, maybe about 50,000 horses, whether to attack, there is no certainty, whether to fight or not, if the dragon elephant army swallows the valley Maolong, that is really going to fight, can't eat, we can be considered to be able to breathe a sigh of relief. As for what Liu Shilang is worried about, the Beiliang Army wants to tilt my military strength towards the border to the west, tear a hole and let the army advance in the northeast direction, of course, it is not impossible, but maybe Liu Shilang does not know, in order to prevent the Northern Liang Army from merging with Gu Jiantang's eastern front, the big pocket in the middle line over the years, even if the Beiliang Army allows them to advance 800 miles in one go and fill in 160,000 troops, it may not be filled afterwards. When it really comes to that point, it is not us, or even the King of Beiliang and Gu Jiantang, who has the final say, but our majesty and the son of heaven of the Zhao family can make the final decision. It's inconvenient to say much about the middle line, and I can't talk about it in detail, and I hope that Liu Shilang Haihan. ”

The young official was sincerely afraid, and he still hid a little bit of pride in letting Huang Songpu, the king of the Southern Courtyard, personally solve his doubts, and said in a deep voice: "It's Liu Shu who has shallow knowledge. ”

Huang Songpu, as the king of the Southern Courtyard, is nominally in charge of 400,000 troops in the Southern Dynasty, but Her Majesty the Empress has always supported the Northern Mang generals and held the festival orders are independent, self-contained, and mutually restrained, and Huang Songpu has gradually retreated into the background over the years, and the so-called title of the king of the Southern Courtyard will sooner or later be in someone else's pocket, if it weren't for the urgency of this war and had to come forward to mediate, he would have faded out of the Southern Dynasty's vision. Huang Songpu and Liu Qi and Yang Yuanzan have always been incompatible, and they don't have a good impression of Dong Zhuo, but when it comes to chaos, Huang Songpu feels overstretched, especially after the death of Hong Gu'an, the only one who can handle it, makes the old general even more disheartened.

The patriarch of a first-character sect frowned and said, "Since that lone army wants to attack Ligu Maolong regardless of the consequences, is it just that the remaining four thousand horsemen of Beiliang are rampant in the territory?"

Liu Jue is known to everyone to have a good relationship with the fat man, but at this time, seeing the dead fat man's eyes rolling wildly, the tall and mighty old general was still angry, and when he approached the fat man, he kicked hard, "You scoundrel who can't afford to make a profit, and your saliva has spilled out for several pounds, don't you just want to solve this mess? Our king of the Southern Courtyard is speaking for you, why didn't you climb up the pole this time?"

Dong Zhuo looked embarrassed: "The Four Thousand Dragon Elephant Army is okay to say, but that person is really tricky to slaughter the second son, in case the two sides face each other, he comes to a ten thousand troops to take the head of the general, and slaughters me, my two daughters-in-law who are like flowers and jade have become widows, and they must not cry to death?"

Liu Jue raised his leg and was about to kick again, but the fat man hurriedly jumped away, and the old general scolded with a smile: "Your little daughter-in-law is the daughter of the master of Tibing Mountain, will there be no powerful thugs around you? If you are allowed to take 8,000 men and horses to Ligu, no matter how much you want, if you turn around and ask your majesty to be held accountable, Lao Tzu will bear it for you! If you dare to bring one more soldier and one soldier, it will be as if Lao Tzu has never said this. ”

Dong Zhuo said suspiciously: "Really, don't turn your face and deny people afterwards, at this time, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty have heard it." ”

After speaking, Dong Zhuo muttered with white eyes: "Dog, it seems that no one will stand up to prove my innocence at that time." ”

Those pillars of the Southern Dynasty will smile heartily.

This fat man is insidious and insidious, but he has never lacked self-knowledge.

Liu Jue said angrily: "Lao Tzu's fart is more useful than your oath!"

Dong Fatzi rubbed his hands and smiled: "In this case, the thankless dirty work of going to Maolong to send him to death, I will come." ”

After speaking, Dong Zhuo smeared oil on the soles of his feet and trotted away.

Liu Jue and Yang Yuanzan, who had a good personal relationship, also left one after another, and Huang Songpu still had to stay in the court.

Liu Jue waited outside the hall and waited until Yang Yuanzan walked down the stone steps, the latter was known for cherishing words like gold, and asked calmly, "Dong Zhuo went to Maolong instead of leaving the valley?"

Liu Jue said with a smile: "It is clear that the Dragon Elephant Army will slaughter the city in Ligu." This rabbit cub is too lazy to the bone, he can sit and never stand, and he can lie down and never sit. ”

Yang Yuanzan smiled old-fashionedly.

Liu Jue suddenly asked, "What do you think of that person Tu Jizi?"

Yang Yuanzan said indifferently: "On the battlefield, there are never long-lived enemies. ”

Dong Zhuo ran out of the hall with a smoke, did not forget to look back at the hall, gouged out his ears, and sighed: "What a noise! Alas, when will there be only one voice of Lao Tzu here?"

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Dao Daozong was built at the beginning of the Yellow River, and it is rumored that there is a floating mountain behind the gate of heaven, where the national teacher who has become transcendent and sanctified cultivates his life, and does not ask about the world.

Qilin Zhenren has six high-level disciples, except for two real people who sit at the foot of Tianmen and the foot of the mountain respectively, the rest are scattered all over Beimang, but when an old monk sits in the mist of Tianmen of Daode Sect, the four immortals who preach outside the world except for the one in Wang Ting, they all returned to Daode Sect.

The kind-faced old monk did not say a word, and sat down outside the gate of heaven.

The gate of heaven is a natural hole surrounded by the confrontation of the towering twin peaks, the inside is shrouded in clouds and mist, there are 999 jade steps outside the door, even if you climb the steps and look at it up close at the door, you can not see the mystery inside.

There are eighteen Taoist temples outside the gate of heaven, nine on the left and right, the pilgrims are endless, and the incense that stretches all year round blends into the mist, which sets off the moral sect more and more fairyland on earth.

A main road leads to the Gate of Heaven.

The old monk meditated peacefully on the flat ground in front of the first step.

First, the purple-robed real person with a sword came out of the gate of heaven, and the flying sword went down the mountain.

The sword swirls and the dragon roars for more than three days.

Only the old monk is not allowed to enter the three feet around.

Then there is a real person holding jade Ruyi from the foot of Fushan Mountain to the gate of heaven.

The purple-robed real person controls the sword, and walks down one step at a time.

After walking for three days and three nights, I have reached the 300th step.

Three more real people from the fairy wind bones arrived.

Two of the immortals were standing or cross-legged at the top of the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain.

The remaining one of the most descendant disciples of the national teacher pinched the trick and walked towards the old monk, every step out was extremely slow, but every time he stepped out and touched the ground, it was a shaking of the heavens and the earth.

Half a decade later, the old monk began to read the scriptures.

Word by word, recite the Diamond Sutra.

After reading the Diamond Sutra, the old monk who didn't know many words and didn't know much about the Dharma began to tell the Dharma.

More and more people gathered at the foot of the mountain, densely packed, no less than 10,000 people.

It has been nearly ten years since the old monk sat on the ground.

The flying sword had sliced the whitened robe a thousand times.

The Taoist real person who took a small step and thundered for a day also walked a few feet behind the old monk.

The old monk's whole body was golden and full of blood.

The old monk clasped his hands together, and after saying all the Dharma he knew, he said softly, "Amitabha." ”

Many pilgrims guessed what that moment would be like, and they all turned their heads, unable to bear to tiptoe to look at it again.

A white rainbow swept through the air, higher than the gate of heaven.

Behind you is a yellow waterfall!

I do not enter the gate of heaven, I am higher than the heavens.

Bai Hong paused, showed his figure, and the white-clothed monk said loudly: "The poor monk is here!"

Come and don't be rude.

The sky hangs on the Yellow River.

This white-clothed monk pulled the entire Yellow River.