Chapter VIII: Repression
The jade rabbit fell westward, and the sky was flooded with morning light.
Wang Cunye opened his eyes, every day he woke up at this moment, and it had already become a physical instinct, even if it was a great consumption of essence yesterday.
After feeling it, I found that the essence in my body had made up for about fifty percent, and I thought to myself, if it is a young body, this recovery force is strong.
After washing up, he changed into a new cloud-patterned Xuanqing color robe, went out of the Taoist temple, and quietly waited for the moment when the red sky spurted out on the cloud cliff.
The clouds changed, constantly brightened, a round of red erupted out, and suddenly bursts of purple gas appeared in the sky, Wang Cunye was waiting for this moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and began to breathe and breathe, the silk purple gas and the qi in the body were constantly exchanged and entangled, and the silk aura was ingested into his body.
Ten breaths later, the sun jumped up from the horizon, this purple qi was too old to be used, Wang Cunye slowly exhaled a breath, and began to cultivate the Six Yang Diagram again, making various postures.
With the mantra recited in his mouth, after the thirty-six movements were completed, Wang Cunye's whole body was shocked, and he once again felt a tingling sensation like an electric current flowing, and a trace of internal breath was generated.
Doing these thirty-six movements again and again, his mouth was also continuous, and Wang Cunye only felt that the internal breath in his body was constantly thickening.
Originally, if there was no trace, I don't know how much time has passed, Wang Cunye has been able to clearly feel the inner breath in his body.
The inner breath is continuous, like the virtual and the real.
If I continued to do it, I didn't have that feeling of numbness, but it was a little empty, Wang Cunye stopped, and his body was already dripping with sweat and wetting his clothes.
Qi refining is to refine the essence and become internal breath.
The amount of essence that a person can produce is limited, and there is a quota for each person.
The beauty of the White Yang diagram lies in the high efficiency of refining.
This improvement can save a lot of time, and the amount of internal interest that can be accumulated in each day is several times that of ordinary exercises.
Over time, the gap naturally arises.
Look at the time, but after an hour, I have collected my efforts, stood still, and quietly recuperated.
In the early morning in the mountains, the most agile, the slightest cool breath soaked people's hearts, Wang Cunye sank down, only to see the place of the dark mind, ten words floating in the clouds, all like living creatures, emitting a faint light.
Wang Cunye came into contact with one, and this "word" was suddenly magnified ten times in his mind, and the mystery flowed out, so that people could know the meaning when they touched it.
The three thirteen classics, a total of only tens of thousands of words, concise and concise, have a deep meaning, the words are subtle, implying the true text, even if it is an ordinary person, if it can be said to praise it, it is like the earth to sing the Yellow Court, every word and sentence, are imprinted in the heart, for a long time will be dyed with the true text, open wisdom, enter the door.
Wang Cunye's eyes were full of doubts, the three thirteen classics can be bought by the people, this is equivalent to popularizing the law, why is this so?
However, this doubt passed in a flash, and he still came into contact with the true text one by one, and in a moment the nine Taoist scriptures were imprinted in his heart one by one, and there was no mistake.
"Among the thirteen parts, it is enough to be proficient in nine articles, so I will go to the Dao Palace for assessment, so as not to have too many dreams at night. Wang Cunye pondered, waved his long sleeves, and went down the mountain.
County Jail
Lu Zhao walked over and looked, he was the chief of the arrest, and the county magistrate had recently ordered him to be in charge of the county prison, so he came to take a look.
The prison was gloomy and gloomy, with a gray and black atmosphere, and not far away a few jailers were playing mahjong with the prison guard, and when they saw Lu Zhao coming, the prison guard shouted: "Lao Lu, patrol the prison? Come, play a few games together." ”
The prison code is also not in the stream, in fact, the status is almost equal, but a few days ago, the county commander ordered Lu Zhao to be in charge of the county prison, which is half a level higher, but it is not considered a lower level.
Lu Zhao smiled and said, "No, I'll go out after a look." ”
As soon as I entered, I saw that several jailers had dragged one person out, and it was already a corpse, covered with scars, and it seemed that he had been beaten to death.
Lu Zhao asked, "What's the matter?"
The prison squad came up and smiled: "My lord, when you are an official, you can scrape the ground, and when you are a soldier, you can eat empty quotas, I only have two taels of silver a month, and the average prison guard only has one tael, who will you eat if you don't eat prisoners?"
"As long as the prisoners don't escape from prison, let the prisoners take care of the prisoners, not only are they idle, but the prisoners are also paying tribute, but this guy is stubborn and refuses to pay the money, and those prisoners are heavier, and they die ......"
Lu Zhao listened and said, "I'm killed, what should I do?"
"It's okay now, it's cooler, in the hot summer a while ago, when would the prison not carry the dead body out?" the prison warden smiled: "If you report a violent illness, the filing will be over, and you can't turn over if you are wronged-there is a prison god suppressing it." ”
As he spoke, he pointed to a terrifying idol enshrined not far away, which was the god of hell.
Lu Zhao is an old catcher, and he has always known that the people's hearts are like iron official laws like furnaces, but when he saw this prison code casually talking about a human life, he couldn't help but be stunned, it was really murderous like grass and didn't hear a sound, and before he had time to think about it, he saw this prison code take out a small bag: "My lord, this is your routine this month." ”
With his hand, he knew that there were about ten taels of silver, Lu Zhao knew that this money, every tael was blood, and it was the bone marrow squeezed from the prisoner's body and family members, but he also understood that if he didn't accept it, he would be an "outsider", and it would be difficult to be accepted by this prison system, so he had to take it, and said: "Okay, I will take care of it in the future." ”
After that, he stopped patrolling the prison and went out.
The prison attendant escorted Lu Zhao out, delivered it to the door, and watched Lu Zhao leave.
Lu Zhao took the silver, pondered in his heart, and thought for a moment: "There are all the examples, I don't feel sorry to take them, I still have to use them when they are used." ”
Just thinking about it, he slowly calmed down, and then a burst of footsteps approached.
Lu Zhao looked at it, and saw a servant, leading a young man in, this young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, this time he changed into a green robe, but he knew each other, and hurriedly saluted: "It turned out to be the third son." ”
The third son, Zhang Longtao, looked at Lu Zhao with a smile, and bowed his hand slightly as a courtesy: "Chief Lu, find a place to talk?"
Lu Zhao was shocked, glanced at this person, and said, "Please!"
He walked into a room in the east wing not far away, which was originally a living room for receiving outsiders, and the guest of honor was divided, and before the official had coarse tea, he saw Zhang Longtao glancing at the shadow of the official who went out of the window, and said: "This time I came, it was also my father's intention, and I wanted to ask Lu Commander to do something." ”
This is straightforward, very surprising to Lu Zhao, although he is a close confidant of the county order, but he does not dare to offend the county Cheng, although the county Cheng does not care about anything, but after all, he is the nominal second-in-command of the county, and immediately said: "Please also ask the prince to command, I can do it, I will do it immediately!"
Zhang Longtao didn't lower his voice, but his voice was so gloomy that he felt cold: "I want you to take a few tolerances and find something to arrest Wang Cunye." ”
As soon as these words fell, Lu Zhao was startled when he heard this, was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "This is not good, what reason are you looking for, besides, the old way is kind to me......"
Zhang Longtao's eyes were gloomy, staring at Lu Zhao: "If you want to add sin, there is no word, and what is the old favor ten years ago-don't you give incense to good silver every year, and you have already repaid it." ”
Lu Zhao listened, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva in embarrassment, back then, Xie Cheng was trying to make him gain the trust of the county order, and he was promoted from an inconspicuous little official to the chief of the catcher, this can be said to be the grace of reconstruction, how can it be incense, donate a few taels of silver to finish?
It's already very ungrateful not to help, and then backing against the water to frame the benefactor's disciples, this ......
Seeing him hesitate, Zhang Longtao's eyes were cold, he stood up and "snapped", slapped a silver ticket on the table, and said coldly: "This is one hundred taels, I don't want you to kill him, as long as you find something to arrest him in prison, you won't let you be stained with his blood." ”
"If you don't, you should know that although my father can't promote you, it's still easy to ruin your job as a mere head catcher...... Can you do it?" said that, Zhang Longtao's eyes pressed up.
Forced by this cold look, Lu Zhao couldn't help but tremble in his heart, the county Cheng didn't care about anything, it was still easy to ruin this unpopular head-catching job.
Now that this is the case, there is no good way to think about it, Lu Zhao is a head catcher, and he also has more than a dozen lives in his hands, and his heart is also extremely hard, at this time, he was forced, thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and said: "The third prince said this, can I still refuse?"
"Okay, it's better for you to be happy, you take the silver first, and you will go to arrest people with tolerance today!" Zhang Longtao said with a happy face.
"So fast?" Lu Zhao was taken aback.
"The night is long and dreamy, if you don't start now, are you still waiting for him to turn the tables?" Zhang Longtao smiled coldly.
"I heard that he has martial arts, what if he resists arrest?" Lu Zhao asked again.
"You are an old yamen, the people's hearts are like iron, the official law is like a furnace, it should be very clear, he is obediently bound, and he can live a few more days, if he resists arrest, it is against the government, it is a rebellion, no matter how big the reason is, it is useless, don't talk about the county order at that time, even the Marquis of Wei can't tolerate him, and if you stretch out your hand and twist it, it will crush ......"
"When you don't have to go up, when you see the resistance to arrest, you will come back immediately, and naturally there will be a master to suppress it. Zhang Longtao laughed, looking very cheerful.
Binding is death, and resisting capture is death, this is the reality.
"Understood!" Lu Zhao felt a chill in his heart, and responded in a deep voice.
Boy, this is your life, no wonder I, Lu Zhao thought like this, he was also a resolute and decisive person, so he stood up immediately and shouted: "Come on, go on an errand with me!"
"Yes!" immediately responded with two tolerances.
At this time, on the bamboo raft of the big river in front of the county town, you can see the simple and heavy city wall on the river bank, and the wind and rain are hunting in the sky, and the wind and clouds are swept away between the clouds.
Wang Cunye paid the money and walked to the city.
The county town is very huge, divided into four urban districts in the east and west, north and south, the traffic shuttles endlessly, among which there is a stream that meanders from the city, until the Xinshui River, this city originally did not have such a pattern, but hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of the Marquis of Wei were ordered to guard this place, operating for hundreds of years, there are such specifications.
Wang Cunye stood on the bridge, listening to the noisy sound of the bustling crowd, and there were boats passing under the bridge, and a row of prosperous scenes.
The temple of the ancestors of Wei Hou is in the east city, the perennial sacrifice is endless, every year Wei Hou has to gather the whole family to come here to worship, the incense is luxuriant, the ancestor of Wei Hou is also very strange, there is a bit of supernatural power, when encountering a major event, Wei Hou asked the ancestors, offered tribute, it is very psychic, and the god of the Xin water river is side by side, it is one of the two righteous gods in this area.
Wang Cunye smiled, looked at the stream meandering away, settled down, and went in the direction of Qingyang Palace.
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