"Yuan Ming, what's the matter, I'll talk about it when the ceremony is over." The little emperor persuaded. Yuan Ming smiled at him and shook his head, and then faced the Chinese military ministers of the DPRK and said aloud: "Everyone, regarding the interception and killing of my envoy to southern Xinjiang, whether it is the captured Xianwang or the killed Lin Junsheng, they are just puppets instructed by others, and the real mastermind behind them is someone else. As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell into a strange silence, and many people's eyes involuntarily looked at the national teacher, and they all immediately moved away. The previous reactions of Lin Junsheng and King Xian fell in the eyes of these old fritters who were mixed with officialdom, and they had undoubtedly already given them the answer. It's just that what puzzled them was why Yuan Ming was so reckless, and he had to pierce through this layer of window paper that covered his shame.

Could it be that he really has the confidence to bring down the national teacher by himself? Or is it that he relied on the favor of the little emperor, pampered and arrogant, and forgot that the national teacher was a person from Changchun Guan or a monk in the foundation building period, and the national law of the Great Jin Dynasty might not be able to control him. A genius who became famous at a young age, a period of refining qi, should not be so reckless. "Yuan Ming......" The little emperor raised his voice abruptly and shook his head silently at him. Yuan Ming just glanced at it, then smiled, then stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the national teacher, and asked loudly, "Jade Pot Daoist, let me ask me Yuan Ming has no grievances with your old man, why do you want to kill me?" A stone stirred up a dry layer of waves, and that layer of window paper was finally stabbed by Yuan Ming's finger. "Bold concubine, how dare you slander the national teacher like this?" The Changchun monk standing in the back was the first to be impatient and scolded. "The National Teacher Gao Feng Liang Festival, worshiping God for the Great Jin Dynasty over the years, bless the Great Jin Dynasty with smooth wind and rain, is the pillar of our Great Jin Dynasty, how dare you do this?" The Ministry of Rites, a gray-haired old man also followed, scolding.

"The national teacher has always held the Tao with his heart, how could he make a move on a mortal?" There are also doubts. The little emperor silently looked at these chaotic words, and sighed in his heart, but he did not reproach Yuan Ming. Because in terms of reason, Yuan Ming didn't do anything wrong. "National Teacher, no matter what, shouldn't you come out and give our Yuan family an explanation?" At this time, a deep voice overshadowed all the voices of Wenchen's arguments. General Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were staring at the national teacher. Although he knows that with his own strength, it is impossible to do anything to the national teacher, but as a father, he must stand up firmly and support his son.

"National Teacher, this matter needs to be explained to Yuan Ming after all." The little emperor also spoke. Now that the matter has been pierced, then he will not make other choices, he will only stand on Yuan Ming's side. The jade pot Taoist glanced at Yuan Ming, his eyes were silent for a long time, and finally sighed and stood up. "Arranging for King Xian to instruct Lin Junsheng to kill Yuan Ming on the way to southern Xinjiang is indeed the work of the poor Dao." The national teacher actually admitted it directly. "What, why is that?" "Impossible, why are you here...... "What did Yuan Ming do to make the national teacher behave like this?" For a while, doubts arose. The old emperor couldn't help but frown and looked at him. "Although this matter was done by Poor Dao, Poor Dao does not think that he has done wrong." The national teacher spoke again, but it was another thunderbolt, which exploded in everyone's hearts.

"I don't think it's wrong!" When Yuan Ming heard this, he didn't laugh angrily, but stroked his palm and smiled. "Yuan Ming, your qualifications were too poor back then, and you failed to enter the Changchun Temple to practice, and in a fit of anger, you used the calligraphy and painting trail to bewitch the Sacred Heart, so that Your Majesty's absolute talent also gave up cultivation, and even paved the way for you to enter the profession on the grounds of being an envoy. If you don't die, Your Majesty will not embark on the path of cultivation, and in the end you will only go astray, delaying the best time to enter the path of immortality." The national teacher looked at Yuan Ming and said bluntly. As soon as these words came out, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were stunned. They never thought that the national teacher would be for this. Even the old emperor's gaze at the two of them became a little deep. "I see, I see." As if he had finally found an irrefutable reason, he suddenly said, "I know that the national teacher will not act rebelliously for his own selfish desires, and sure enough, everything is for His Majesty." His words were quickly supported by many ministers, who praised him one after another.

All of a sudden, the matter of the national teacher wanting to kill Yuan Ming became a matter of course. "Yuan Ming, you misunderstood Your Majesty, if it weren't for you, Your Majesty would have already laid the foundation two years earlier. On the path of cultivation, one step is slow, one step is slow, and you are the guilty one." The disciples of Changchun Guan also shouted. The old lady of Bailuo Mountain Villa and the Luoshui Fairy of the Water Spirit Palace who were watching next to her also nodded secretly in agreement. Blamed for a while

The voice is louder than the voice of accountability, and some voices against the national teacher have also been suppressed. "Ladies and gentlemen, if the people who have been targeted, killed, and exiled to the wilderness of southern Xinjiang and have endured hardships are your children, can you still make such righteous and awe-inspiring accusations?" General Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and asked. "Yuan Ming has never bewitched His Majesty, and even privately persuaded His Majesty to enter the Changchun Temple to practice, why do you want to criticize my son, obviously he is the one who is persecuted." This loud questioning made everyone speechless.

The little emperor slowed down for a long time before he came back to his senses from the shock, he never thought that the reason why the national teacher made a move on Yuan Ming was actually for himself. "You have indeed wronged Yuan Ming, my reluctance to cultivate is completely out of personal thoughts, and the resistance to the Taoist Qing cultivation has nothing to do with Yuan Ming at all." The little emperor said tiredly. "Maybe it's the poor way that is wrong, but Yuan Ming is not misleading, is it the responsibility to obstruct?" Seeing that the little emperor was completely on Yuan Ming's side, the national teacher finally gave way. "I may be wrong, Yuan Ming, isn't he wrong?" Hearing this, General Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was already surprisingly angry. Yuan Ming raised his head and closed his eyes, as if he was trying to suppress his anger. "National Teacher, a mistake is a mistake, needless to say, you must compensate Yuan Ming." The little emperor also showed a look of anger.

"Since this is the case, then make an exception for Yuan Ming and His Majesty to enter the Taoist system at the same time, include them in the spectrum, and enter the Changchun Temple to practice together. When his qi refining is complete, he can also receive a Zhuji Dan." The jade pot Taoist thought for a while, stroked his beard and said. Everyone was envious when they heard this. The status of Changchun Guan in the Great Jin Kingdom is transcendent, and if you want to enter it to practice, it has always been difficult, and your birth status is secondary, mainly depending on your cultivation qualifications. Even the concubine of the prince and prince of the general is difficult to enter, but Yuan Ming not only has this place, but even got the promise that he can obtain a Zhuji Dan, which is simply a great gift.

"In addition, after Yuan Ming entered the Changchun Temple, he would have to practice the Nine Yuan Jue with me, instead of practicing the Changchun Gong." The little emperor spoke. Although the little emperor has the Nine Yuan Jue Exercises, which is equivalent to Yuan Ming having it, he can practice by himself in private, and the cultivation of righteousness and brightness are two realms after all. Hearing this, a disciple of Changchun Guan took the lead in refusing to agree. "Your Majesty, the Nine Yuan Technique is a technique that can only be practiced by the core disciples of Guanzhong, what qualifications does Yuan Ming have? How can you cultivate the Nine Yuan Technique? It is already an exception to be able to let him practice Changchun Gong, how can he be so aggressive?" "You say I'm going to make an inch?" The little emperor sneered. "I, I'm .....," the Changchunguan disciple was speechless for a moment.

"Your Majesty, the "Nine Yuan Jue" is poor and can't be the master, so I can't respond to it." The national teacher made a mockery and said. When the little emperor heard this, his face hesitated. "Ladies and gentlemen, I think you may have misunderstood." At this time, Yuan Ming's voice sounded again. The crowd looked at him. "The reason why I stand here to testify against the national teacher is not to ask for any compensation, nor to ask you to uphold justice for me, I just hope that you can testify and give me a chance, a chance to challenge the national teacher." After Yuan Ming finished speaking, it was a bolt from the blue again. "He, what does he mean, he wants to challenge the national teacher?" "Yuan Ming, is he crazy? How to challenge the national teacher?" "Calligraphy and painting, or writing? What a joke!" Whether it is those who support the national teacher or those who oppose the national teacher, all of them are crazy except Yuan Ming. "Originally, he was a genius, and he never thought he would be so stupid!" "Your Majesty has fought for your great interests, where do you put Your Majesty by acting like this?" "I just don't know what to do, I don't know whether to live or die!"

"Yuan Ming, what nonsense are you talking about?" General Yuan was anxious and angry, and he didn't care about losing his honor in front of the court, so he rushed directly to Yuan Ming's side. He reached out and pressed his son's shoulder, lowered his voice, and persuaded, "We can't fight the national teacher, what Your Majesty can do is already the greatest compensation, don't be rash." "Brother Ming, what do you want to do?" The little emperor also came to Yuan Ming's side, his brows furrowed, and asked in a voice that only they could hear. "Dad, Your Majesty, I have traveled to southern Xinjiang this time, and the dangers I have experienced are actually far more than the "Journey to the South of Sheng Gongzi" that I wrote. When I left Iron Tiger Town, the national teacher also sent a monk to intercept and kill me once, and I walked back here step by step, but I just wanted to fight for my own life. If you don't solve him today, I will beware of him for the rest of my life." Yuan Ming smiled and said.

If it was just Lin Junsheng's target, Yuan Ming might really accept it

reconciled with the national teacher, but the second pursuit outside Tiehu Town made him unforgivable. "But one, not two, I, Yuan Ming, will take revenge." After saying that, he turned to the crowd and asked loudly, "Killing revenge, why should the national teacher confess if he apologizes lightly? Why did Changchun Guan give me a place to practice, and I should be grateful to Dade? Why should I condemn the man who wants to kill me, and you should scold me for not knowing what to do?" "I would like to ask you, what is wrong with me? Why don't you?" Yuan Ming's gaze swept over everyone and asked sharply. Yuan Ming's questioning was like thunder on dry land, shaking everyone's cheeks and being silent.