Chapter 213: A Righteous Move?
In May, under the impetus of the spiritual liquid, the two rows of peach trees outside the Taoist temple are new and green, and the peach blossoms are dying, which makes the mountains more colorful in the eyes.
Shouqing...... When he first became famous, Chen Yu suddenly remembered that he had heard it at the original Dharma meeting, and it was the name of Daoist Jiang.
There are some differences between the Taoist number and the memory, and it is different from the Dharma name and the scattered number, which can only be crowned by those who really have the inheritance in the Taoist gate, and these people often walk the rivers and lakes as the descendants of a Taoist lineage and spread the Taoist teachings. As for the children of most Taoist sects, they are all referred to by their names, characters, or so-and-so scattered people, sergeants, etc.
The identity relationship is not very close, and most of them read each other's words.
Haiyun Guan worships the Qianyang Dao, with a strong temperament, and it is rumored that the main vein practices the Harmony Method, and eats and drinks Xia to hope for immortality. There is also a branch vein to play with the wind and water with the mountain rune, and draw the talisman to dispel disasters.
The two veins have been dependent on each other for a hundred years, and now the situation is turbulent, and the mountain runes and Daoists who have entered the world more gradually have signs of prevailing in the main vein.
In just a few steps, Chen Yu's eyes were uncertain, and the information he had heard and seen at the bottom of the mountain before and the information obtained from Yu Qimeng's memory emerged.
Zhengyuanguan, as the head of Guangyong Dao, has collected one or two famous Taoist sects in several counties under the prefecture, and is not unfamiliar.
After passing the courtyard gate, a person was wearing a Taoist bun, dressed in a strong suit but not wearing a Taoist robe, the long sword was stopped at the waist, and the afterglow swept from above, and the handle could be seen faintly with a slight blood scale.
Jiang Qin'an saluted, showing a little fatigue on his face, but his smile did not decrease. Xu saw Chen Yu, and after seeing the dust getting thicker and thicker, he sighed for a while.
"Taoist friends hide in the mountains to seek the Tao, and seek the dew of the sun by the mountains and rivers, which can be described as true cultivation, and it is really envious of others."
Chen Yu smiled and agreed, and introduced people into the courtyard.
"Why is Jiang Daochang here? Could it be that there is another Taoist sect that wants to build a Jiao Festival? β
Hearing this, Jiang Qin'an waved his hand again and again, and said: "Guangyong lives in the southwest, and the strength of the Taoist sect is limited, and there are only a handful of Daoist true cultivators. Where can it afford to build one after another. β
Chen Yu nodded, indeed, the Daoist sect with limited financial resources accounted for most of them, even if Haiyunguan was one of the best in a county, they had to rely on many fellow sects who practiced the mountain rune to make a living.
In addition to the benefits from the layout, influence, and publicity, the expenses that fell on the silver money were probably not too low, and it was difficult for Zhengyuanguan to prepare another one in recent years.
Here, the Taoist paused, and then turned his head, "Don't talk about these things, I didn't come here this time for anything else, but it was to invite Chen Daoyou to go down the mountain together, hoe the demon and defend the road, and set a righteous act together!" β
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The sudden impassioned arrival made Chen Yu's face a little strange.
Looking at the past, the person in front of him can talk about the five official positives, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his temperament is outstanding, especially the faint worry about the country and the people between the eyebrows, and the bearing is even more intimate.
The situation under the mountain collapsed like this, forcing the Qing monks to fall into the grass?
When his thoughts diverged, he saw the other party's chapped lips, and he came back to his senses to suppress the distractions, remembering that he hadn't taken care of the tea reception.
With a shake of his right hand, the tea cup in the room trembled slightly.
ββFortunately, he stopped in time, and he quietly pressed his palm fingers down on the stone table, and the spiritual light in his palm dimmed.
Jiang Qin'an, who was on the side, didn't notice this, and after talking for a while, he paused a little, and he was looking around without waiting for an answer, thinking that this Chen Daoyou was still thinking about it.
For such a reclusive cultivator, going down the mountain and mixing in the troubled waters will inevitably make a decision for a while.
On the other side, Chen Yu got up and entered the house, took the teacup and spring water, and brewed the little camellia that was left earlier.
These are the last time I went to give Uncle Liu fruit wine, the other party gave them back. The tea trees behind the courtyard are still growing, and it is still months before they are ripe for picking.
The pottery cup was put down, and a thin green mist rose.
"Wild tea in the mountains, Jiang Daoyou will moisten his throat first, and then talk to the poor Dao in detail."
"Where, where."
A few sips of tea entered the stomach, and the middle-aged Taoist sighed.
Chen Yu went to the backyard to rummage again, and picked a few freshly ripe mountain fruits from a few fruit trees that had not yet been cultivated into spiritual plants, and put them on a plate, red with dewdrops.
The two chatted while eating.
It wasn't until Jiang Qin'an told the whole story that he understood the reason for the other party's arrival.
"Jianye City...... Captured!? β
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In January of the second year of Yuanping, there were more than 140 demon people who gathered mountain people, killed the county lord, and dug the king's cemetery.
In April, they attacked the state government, called Taiping, and tied black scarves on their arms, and the world called the black turban army.
In March of the first year of Zhanghe, Li Chengxiang, the king of the Taiping Army, seized the Beiya Pass, forced Jianye, and the Liang Emperor fled south with his concubine to Jingjiang Mansion.
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"No one could have imagined that a little-heard of rebel army could fly to capture the pass under a surprise attack, and even captured the capital of Jianye in one fell swoop after forcing Queen Liang away."
Jiang Qinan shook his head, his eyes were mostly helpless. Jianye City is so big, the ancient capital of the four dynasties, after a hundred years of war, but still standing.
Until then, few people had paid attention to the forces that were being pursued by all sides in the Riverlands. They would not have expected that they would be the ones who would do such great things.
"I thought that the biggest threat to Jianye would be the Salvation Army that swept most of the south of the Yangtze River, but I didn't expect another Taiping Army to come out on top."
In the words, Jiang Qin'an obviously had a bad impression of the current court and even Emperor Liang, and from time to time he was indignant, and then sighed again and again, only saying that he held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and he couldn't clean up the injustices in the world.
Chen Yu took the tea and took a sip gently.
It can be heard that the chaotic situation under the mountain not only did not stop with the arrival of spring ploughing, but became more and more ignited like a fire cooking oil, and many little-known thieves and thieves could pull out a hundred and ten people at every turn to cause trouble.
"The southwest is also completely in chaos."
According to Daoist Jiang, the Song butcher had been transferred away, just when the fighting in the two prefectures of Tongfang and Liqu had just stopped.
"It's broken!"
"There are no traces for hundreds of miles, and corpses are everywhere!"
After killing an unknown number of people and slaughtering a few large Tu people, old and young men and women, the southwest families and Tu tribes, who had been making trouble for several months, were silent overnight, the soldiers scattered and fled, and the rich families rolled up and left.
Overly tyrannical killings sometimes didn't solve anything, but the Song general was clearly good at finding the source of the problem and then extinguishing it with a thunderbolt.
After this battle, there were almost no other voices in the seven southwestern states that could compete with each other, but without waiting for the butcher to enjoy it wantonly, Jianye ...... Broken.
The imperial court issued nine holy decrees in a row, each of which was adding officials to the knighthood, and it is difficult to know how the content is, but it may be seen from the successive titles that have been climbed.
"Now, Butcher Song is only half a step away from being crowned king."
Daoist Jiang didn't say half a sentence, in fact, just two days ago, news had come from the Central Plains that the Song butcher who had crossed the river and fought the rebellion encountered the Salvation Army and was defeated in one fell swoop.
It is estimated that the decree of the king is already on the way.
Chen Yu combed through the news brought by the other party. It was he who thought about it before, and Daoist Jiang did not come up to the mountain this time to invite him to fall into the grass together.
The so-called righteous act refers to Haiyunguan, who led many people to prepare to take advantage of the opportunity of the Song butcher to be far away from the southwest to plow out the bandits in the territory.
Most of the Taoists here have simple compassion, but they are not immeasurable enough to cleanse Guangyong, and what they think is still within the stone teeth for the first time.
As for why the waters...... Daoist Jiang said very clearly that the backgrounds of these bandits are strange, and no one can determine how many of them are hiding their goods and acting in embarrassment.
The government, the big households, the army...... and even some martial arts forces.
Haiyunguan is willing to stand up, firstly, he is looking at Nanliang's life is not too long, and the more stable the foothold, the more security there will be in the future, and the province is still bothering about internal and external troubles when the world is falling apart. Second, I can't see the suffering of the people, especially the catastrophe star that has stood on the head in recent months, and there are many bandits who act recklessly.
Shiya County is in turmoil, and it is difficult for martial arts to be safe.
"Since the founding of the Yuan Liang Dynasty, the southwest has never been born, and now the Song butcher is gone, although some soldiers, horses, eagles and dogs are left, but they are indifferent to the Li people in the four fields, and even some bandits are from the military disaster, and there may not be no other party's handwriting."
Daoist Jiang told the story, Chen Yu naturally understood the other party's thoughts, and went down the mountain to hoe the bandits...... It's not that it doesn't work.
The predecessor was attacked by bandits, and was seriously injured in a hurry.
Whatever the reason, he never had the slightest sympathy for the bandits who raised their swords to burn and loot the weaker.
Moreover, Jiang Qin'an just informed that this operation is mainly aimed at those who have been in trouble for a long time and have committed countless crimes, and in order to take action quickly and effectively, all parties are working together to clean up the area where their own sects are located.
All Chen Yu has to do is to wander around Qingtai Mountain if he has nothing to do, and if he encounters a bandit, he can be uprooted by the way.
No need to be too far away.
"The general trend is chaotic, my generation lives in a corner, enjoys the incense and feeds and is unable to calm the world for the common people, but if you can protect the local people, even if it is temporary, it is also a good virtue."
"Saving people is immeasurable."
As he spoke, Daoist Jiang praised the honorific number, and his face was full of compassion.
Thinking about it, the bleak scenery he saw along the way had already made this middle-aged Taoist accumulate a lot of sadness in his heart.
Compared with the last high-spirited time, the other party is visibly sad.
On the other hand, it was difficult for Chen Yu to achieve the same empathy as him, but after listening to it, he groaned a little, did not refuse the other party, and responded.
After going down the mountain several times, although the villagers near Qingtai Mountain did not have much communication, they were all simple and simple, and the impression left on him was not bad, and it was natural to shelter one or two when he had the ability.
"When he was old last year, Chen Daoyou had already become a general strength, and now his skills have improved, and there are few bandits in the Qingtai Mountain area, but he must prevent some martial artists who have lost their conscience from carrying them."
Daoist Jiang pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the blade was stained with blood.
"The White Lotus Sect, the Five Dou Dao, and the newly emerging Divine Fire Sect and the Taiping Sect, the country is about to die, and there are many ghosts and ghosts, so don't be careless."
In this regard, Chen Yu nodded yes, but he didn't care too much in his heart. In the past, he might have to worry about poisoning and the means inside the bow and crossbow, but after the body is perfected, most of the poison can be discharged or weakened in time, and even if ten thousand arrows are fired at the same time as a bow and crossbow, he only needs to dodge the inner scene, and the sword of the present world will not hurt himself.
As for the dark arrow, with his five senses and spirit, it is not difficult to dodge easily.
After thanking the other party for his kindness, he asked a few more words, mainly curious, why not cooperate directly with the official, this kind of good thing for the benefit of the people, not only can you get a lot of prestige, but how can you also get a lot of money and rewards from the bandits.
"Bounty? There is no reward. β
As soon as these words came out, his face was revealed.
Originally, I thought that the government was not too deeply entangled with these bandits, maybe it was just a few officials, but now it seems that Haiyunguan did not seek help from the official, but the entire Shiya officialdom is probably rotten.
You especially remember that the Tsing Yi Sword had also arrested a lot of people from the White Lotus Sect and sent them to the official office, and they were dealt with, could it be that he fell in less than a year?
Compared to this, he believed that the White Lotus Sect at that time had not yet extended its tentacles to the government, or that the corruption it had inflicted was not enough.
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Jiang Qin'an went down the mountain.
Chen Yu looked at the other party's much thinner back than before, was silent for a while, and then turned back.
Qingtai Mountain said that it was not big or small, and he was the only one in Yunheguan, so Daoist Jiang took the initiative to hand over the ordinary bandits to several small sects nearby and the disciples sent by Haiyunguan to deal with.
This 'anti-bandit' operation is expected to last for two months.
From mid-May.
"Cultivation, alchemy, practice, and medicine...... I didn't expect that even the suppression of bandits now had to be organized by Taoist priests...... The Taoist priests of this world are really busy. β
As soon as the thought flashed, he quickly realized that this was probably related to the concept of Taoism in this world, and the four great avenue veins, even if they focused on the true veins of the hidden world, did not resist the cultivators from entering the world to do good.
"Taoism has only been in existence for hundreds of years, and it has only been a thousand years since the emergence of Taoism, and many things are very ...... Simple. β
Well, they're all honest Taoists.
After returning to the mountain, Chen Yu looked at the two rows of peach trees.
"I almost forgot about you."
After the first mutated peach trees matured and withered, the new mutated peach trees grew slowly after he cast his inspiration.
Now the peach blossoms are blooming, but they don't show too many visions, and Daoist Jiang, who has just left, didn't notice the difference between these peach trees, but only felt that the peach blossoms on the trees were a little more gorgeous than those seen under the mountain.
It is estimated that the Yunhe Guan species is a certain variant, or Chen Daoyou has a good way of maintaining it.
"It's also a shame that he didn't pick two peach blossoms and put them in his mouth."
Click!
Chen Yu picked one of them, shook them off, and fed them to his mouth.
The familiar bitterness came, as if it was about to drain all the bile, but with it there was a trace of warmth, flowing in the body.
"It seems that there are indeed not many dark wounds in the flesh that can be repaired and healed after consummation."
Of course, it may also be that the mutant peach blossom is not found due to its lack of medicinal power.
He didn't care about this, although not all of the two rows of peach trees were put into the spiritual machine, there were still seven or eight.
Peach blossoms are enough for a long time.
"I don't know when the little peach tree behind the courtyard will grow."
The peach tree grows slowly, and it is a spiritual plant, and the sapling is shoulder-size, and it is still far from growing peach fruits.
(End of chapter)