"The internal disaster in the south can be calmed, but there will be another turmoil......" Wu Ji looked at the hexagram and muttered, "Sure enough, it's still difficult to be peaceful."

And this hexagram shows that it is not just a corner of the south of the Yangtze River?

He heard yesterday that the army sent by the imperial court to suppress the rebellious army in Daozhou was defeated again and again......

The rebellion formed by the uprising of the Daozhou exiles and bandits at the beginning has grown in popularity, and the number of responders has increased to more than 100,000 people, and most of them are civilians...... In Wuji's view, the public opinion behind this incident is more shocking than Xu Zhengye's rebellion.

If they were not driven to a desperate situation, why would ordinary people rebel?

Last year, there was a great drought in Daozhou, and the imperial court was not effective in disaster relief, and even victims poured into Beijing, but they were driven away-

At that time, the victims who flowed into the capital were like the same stone smashed into the lake, and no one at that time cared about this small wave, from the saints to the officials of the Beijing division, they never expected that the small stone would set off such a storm today.

Wu Ji sighed and once again returned his gaze to the hexagram in front of him.

He can only predict that there will still be turmoil in Jiangnan, but the specific direction is difficult to say-

Wu Ji looked in the direction of the south, His Highness's current existence has transcended the theory of numerology, and where she goes, she will take "turnaround" and "variables" with her. And in the future, if Her Highness's momentum grows, the "variables" she can bring will become bigger and bigger.

At first, she only affected some people around her, but after she decided to leave the Jingshi, the scope of her influence began to expand rapidly-

From protecting Hezhou, to killing Li Yi, and then killing Xu Zhengye, and then affecting the lifeblood of Heluo humanities......

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh - no way, His Royal Highness has nothing else, just bold and competitive.

Hey, it's a blessing for him to have such a competitive lord.

Wu Ji smiled uncertainly, but a gust of wind crept in, making him cough.

Hearing that the cough had not stopped for a long time, the monk who was guarding outside came in and asked him if he would like to invite the monks of the monastery to come and see him—the abbot had been in poor health since last year, and they were all very worried.

Wu Ji waved his hand and said, "No", ordinary decoction could not cure his illness......

Time is short, so it's better to fall asleep and have a few sweet dreams.

In fact, during this period of time, his life can be called comfortable, the emperor has the answer in his heart, he no longer needs him to do anything for the magic circle, and he probably knows from the mouth of the heavenly mirror that his time is short, so he no longer makes people pay close attention to his every move as before.

Those who are dying also have the comfort of those who are dying.

Wu Jue sent the monk away, and just as he stepped off the monk's shoes and wanted to go to the bed, a little novice came to say: "...... Lord Meng Shi came and wanted to discuss the Dharma with the abbot."

Wu Jie's face was bitter when he heard this, where is this Meng Shizhu, this is the gold owner, the creditor!

At the beginning, the Dayun Temple was built, and Meng Lie donated money as a businessman, so although he was not a powerful official, he could also freely enter and exit the Dayun Temple, which ordinary people could not set foot in. Any monk in Dayun Temple came out, and they all knew that this Meng Dongjia had a very deep Buddhist relationship with Dayun Temple.

With this deep Buddha relationship, the treatment is naturally different, and it is really reasonable to want to meet the abbot and talk about Buddhism.

Meng Lie was invited into the tea room in the abbot's courtyard, and after the monk served the tea, he immediately bowed out and closed the door.

In the tea room where only the two of them sat opposite each other, Meng Lie frowned slightly, explaining the meaning and confusion.

"I've been dreaming a lot lately, and my dreams are all old things......" He pointedly bit the word "old things", and added, "And I'm restless, I always feel that something is happening."

After speaking, he looked endlessly.

Maybe it's because he's heard too much about the deeds of that carp girl, and this time his feelings are different from the past.

Wu Jie's eyebrows moved slightly: "Do you feel palpitations?"

"From time to time." Meng Lie looked at Wu Ji steadily: "...... In your opinion, there is a saying for this?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Wu Ji looked at him helplessly: "Many dreams and palpitations, you grab a few pairs."

I'm going to take care of it!"

The corner of Meng Lie's eyes twitched: "......"

I have never heard such a healical Dharma instruction in my life.

He glanced at the closed door, pressed his hand on the coffee table, leaned in the direction of Wuji, lowered his voice and asked, "You know what I'm asking you...... Have you had any strange sensations lately?"

Looking at the pair of solemn eyes full of expectations that have been accumulated and precipitated for many years, Wuji slowly shook his head.

Meng Lie's incriminating body was retracted little by little, and he was silent for a moment, but he still refused to give up.

He had a long conversation with Wu Ji, and then stayed for a meal.

After the meal was arranged, Wuji smiled and picked up the chopsticks, and while greeting Meng Lie, he went to pick up the dishes first.

However, as soon as his chopsticks reached the side of the plate, they were pressed by Meng Lie's chopsticks.

Wu Ji was stunned for a moment, looked up, and was facing Shang Menglie's dissatisfied and reproachful gaze.

Wu Ji didn't react for a moment: "What's wrong?"

It's okay that he didn't ask, but this question completely angered Meng Lie: "What's wrong with you!"

Wu Jue suddenly took the chopsticks away, and said with a smile: "I forgot for a while, I forgot ......."

There was no one else in the room, and Meng Lie's brow was furrowed enough to kill a fly, but he still held his chopsticks in a respectful posture—he first sandwiched a chopstick from each dish and placed it on an empty plate in the right place.

Another cup of tea was poured and slowly sprinkled on the ground.

- The old rule, Your Highness eats first.

After doing this set of rules, Meng Lie was still dissatisfied with his endless gaze.

Wu Jie, who was judged and convicted by Meng Lena under his eyes, could only cry out in his heart - he didn't worship His Highness, but it was actually the rule of worshipping the dead, and now he didn't need it.

But now I can't tell the other party the truth.

Yu Zeng is so trusted by His Royal Highness, and he is suspected of betraying His Highness...... Such a secret is really not to be careless.

That secret technique was found by Meng Lie back then, and it is said that he should not be suspicious of Meng Lie, but in the past ten years, he has been in the temple, and the other party is outside the temple, and he really lacks the opportunity to understand the other party......

Thinking of this, Wu Ji sighed and said tentatively, "Old Meng, I know your loyalty, but this technique is a one-in-a-million possibility...... Now that you and I are both old, maybe you should let go of this obsession, marry a wife, and live a few years of free and happy life......

"Smack!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Lie put down the bamboo chopsticks with a gloomy face: "What if there is no one in ten thousand, even if you wait until the day of old death!"

"When I see you today, how are you different from the past, you are going to let go of this obsession!"

The corners of Meng Lie's eyes turned red with anger, and he suddenly got up: "Everyone talks about letting go, who else in this world will remember His Highness!"

His Highness is so unwilling to die, why should he let it go!

This place is divided into two rooms, Meng Lie threw away as he spoke, and came back to his senses, and hurriedly caught up with the person and pulled him along: "Old Meng, you misunderstood me......

Meng Lie threw him away, and between the two of them, after a violent cough, Meng Lie's face suddenly changed.

Meng Lie stared at the bloodshot coughing up from the corner of his mouth and frowned.

Wu Jue wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and saw the scarlet blood stained on his sleeve, and his face did not change.

"What disease is this?" Meng Lie grabbed his arm, only to realize that the fat monk was much thinner than the last time they met: "Have you seen a doctor?"

"It's not a big deal, it's fine." Wu Ji smiled and withdrew his arm, and said nonchalantly, "Spring and summer alternate, and there is some lung heat inside."

Meng Lie's face became solemn.

This monk has always been the opposite of people, if it is really a minor illness, he can't wait to shout and scream to everyone, but if he really encounters a big event, he doesn't say anything at all - just like the domestic dog, on weekdays, he makes people step on his tail and bark crookedly for a while, and when he is about to die of old age, he refuses to even enter the door!

That's why he persuaded him to "let go", but he was giving

He left a last word?

"Is it related to the old illness left over from the previous serious illness? I'll find you the best healer!" Meng Lie's voice was deep and uneasy: "The big thing has not been accomplished, don't think about dying!"

"Healers don't need it, there's no shortage of that thing...... Wu Ji grabbed one of his hands, patted the back of his hand, and sighed, "If you really have a heart, send me some tonic and tonic medicine, the best Ganoderma lucidum deer antler ginseng, how expensive is it......

Meng Lie wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at him: "All of them are for you to soak in the red of your daughter for ten years?"

Wu Jue immediately smiled, and nodded again and again: "Take a bowl before and after meals, and within ten days, you will be able to eliminate all diseases!"

Meng Lie laughed dryly: "Yes, people are all drunk to death, but isn't it all eliminated, people die and are sick, and a cure for cutting weeds and eradicating roots is just a cure!"

As he spoke, he shook off his hand: "Save this life for me, don't want to be a shopkeeper!"

There was no end to him to eat, but he ignored it and left directly.

Knowing that he must have gone to find a healer, Wu Ji sighed: "This man ......."

No matter how you look at it, it's still the old Meng he knows, saying the most stinging words and doing the most worrying things.

"Buddha, you can bless me with two more years...... I've been in this monastery for so many years, and I haven't been able to drink and eat meat once." Wu Ji looked at the Buddha statue hanging on the wall and sighed, "I still owe Lao Chang a pot of mutton soup that I didn't boil for him."

After speaking, he suddenly came over again: "No, my life is not under your control now, you don't count—"

He shook the blood-stained sleeves, put them behind him, walked inside with a big belly, and smiled "hey", "In the future, my lord will say it!"

But it is not necessary for His Highness to know.

His Highness can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't have to aim to survive his rotten life.

Everything has its own fate, and it goes with fate.

Wuji sat down alone, picked up his chopsticks and feasted, and covered his cheeks.

After eating to his heart's content, Wu Yong put down his chopsticks, but there were two points of melancholy between his eyebrows.

It is said that he is full of food and drink and is homesick, but before eating, he can still "go and go", but at the moment he fills his stomach, but he can't help but be greedy-

He wanted to cook mutton soup for Lao Chang, His Highness's birthday was coming, and he also wanted to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for His Highness, plus two eggs.

I don't know which of His Royal Highness or Lord Yama will come to pick him up first?

Whether Chang Suining is faster than Lord Yan has no answer for a while, but she is not slow to rush back to Jiangnan this time.

Chang Suining led 20,000 light cavalry pioneers first, Xiao Min sat in the middle army, and the rear army was responsible for escorting the 60,000 prisoners.

Another 20,000 people traveled by boat to carry most of the grain and grass supplies.

Also walking by water are the Grenade and the couple at four o'clock.

In addition to the warships borrowed from Shouju and Gwangju in the past, all the ships of the Xu army were also captured, and all of them have been largely repaired, so the number of ships is very generous. Since the conditions permitted, Chang Suining did not let the grenade run for a long time.

In the end, her family's grenade can also be called a lot of achievements, and it is worthy of the treatment of some veterans.

The journey was very comfortable, and I slept in a separate cabin at night until dawn. During the day, he stood majestically on the deck, looking at the scenery along the way with the four o'clock, showing off the rivers and mountains he had fought with his master.

It's only annoying in one way - the one named Ah Che is too diligent, and he has to scrub it every turn!

On this day, the breath of the big stubborn seed did not diminish, and the grenade of the year shook Ah Che's body with water.

Ah Che didn't know what to say...... Before he was sprayed as a son, he was thrown off in the bath water by his father, who did he talk to?

The grenade shook its fur again, and the water droplets splashed, creating a burst of mist.

The return date was shrouded in the same drizzle and mist, and the smooth fur was stained with a layer of moisture.

The drizzle did not delay the journey, and Chang Suining ordered to continue walking.

She had to hurry back and see if the birthday gift she had given her was ready—

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I haven't given her a birthday for a long time, and I am often rare to be careful about this, and I wrote to her early to ask if she had a birthday gift she wanted.

Chang Suining thought about it, there really is.

She picked up a pen and wrote down a name, and deliberately added two words - alive.

The mood of rushing to open the gift is always impatient, so after braving the drizzle for a long time, Yuan Xiang took He Wuhu back from the front to report: "General, there are ten miles to the place where General Changda camped!"

Chang Sui Ning raised his eyebrows and bowed his head.

Yuan Xiang joined the team, followed Chang Sui Ning's left and right, and continued to move forward.

Yuan Xiang still followed Chang Suining back to Jiangnan this time, it was Cui Jing who took the initiative to propose, and Chang Suining took it after thinking about it for a while, and then unceremoniously brought people along.

Now there are no really well-trained soldiers around her, they are still inexperienced, and He Wuhu and others are even more unpolished - and Yuan Xiang was born in the Xuan Ce Army and has followed Cui Jing to fight in the south and north for many years, such a talent is exactly what she lacks the most at the moment, and it is very suitable to borrow it to be a leader.

This time, it can be regarded as exchanging a brother for a Yuanxiang, and this account will make a lot of money.

"General, the girl is back!"

Chang Kuo heard this sound, his spirit was greatly lifted, he lost the military affairs in his hands, and although his steps were lame, he also quickly greeted him.

Chang Sui Ning dismounted and walked towards him.

"General Ning Yuan is back!"

"General Ning Yuan!"

The sound of salutes was exhilarating, and the soldiers looked at the girl who had returned with great military exploits, and their eyes were all bright.

Because of the atmosphere, Chang Kuo raised his hand and was about to salute, but he suddenly reacted, stretched his hands forward instead, and patted His Royal Highness on the shoulder: "Our great hero can be regarded as back!"

Chang Sui Ning also smiled and stretched out a hand towards him: "Daddy, where is my birthday gift?"