Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Invitation and the Great Purge
"Master, master, we have guests in the view!"
Outside the Taoist temple, which was dilapidated due to disrepair, a very immature Taoist boy of seven or eight years old rushed into the inner room with joy and shouted loudly.
"Lu Zhou, how many times have you said it, don't be frizzy and frizzy! If you are like this, how can I rest assured that I will hand over to you the foundation of pure emptiness? ”
"As far as our broken Taoist view is concerned, there are only two of us, master and apprentice, where can we inherit the inheritance! I don't think if it is not repaired, this temple may collapse one day. Dao Tong glanced at his mouth with disdain.
"You rebel, I want you to look good today!"
Li Lisheng, the eighty-fifth master of the Qingxu Temple, said, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to teach his unobtrusive apprentice a lesson.
When Li Lisheng rolled up his sleeves halfway, he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, for the sake of the guests, I will spare you today and go out with me!" Look at who it is. ”
"Slightly." Dao Tong grimaced at Li Lisheng, and then ran to the master and behaved well.
Li Lisheng walked out of the Taoist temple with his apprentice, and when he saw the clothes and momentum of the person who came, he understood his noble status, and then his face did not change, and he said respectfully: "Below is the eighty-fifth master of Qingxu Temple, Li Lisheng!" Dare to ask you what is ...... for this time?"
"Hello Lord Li Guan, we are here to ask you for advice." As he spoke, he arched his hand to Li Lisheng, and then ordered his subordinates to hand out the paper with tadpole writing.
"This ...... This is! Li Lisheng took the paper, and when he saw the tadpole text on it, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he couldn't help but be shocked.
"Where did you get this?" Li Lisheng turned his gaze to the person who came and asked eagerly.
"I'm sorry, Master Li Guan, I can't say how this thing got it for the time being, what can be said is that there are still several books like this that record tadpole texts in my master's house." The person who came looked indifferent and opened his mouth to explain to Li Lisheng.
"Master, what is this? How do I remember that the cheats in our view are also written like this? Lu Zhou on the side also saw the words on the paper and couldn't help but wonder.
"This is the secret book that our Taoist temple has lost, it seems to have been lost by the thirty-fifth master." Li Lisheng leaned down and explained to his apprentice.
"Since it's been lost for so many years, how can it be in your hands? Did you take it away? Li Lisheng said, and his tone became calm.
"Master Li Guan, you misunderstood, this thing was obtained by my master by accident, and it was not snatched, but I couldn't understand the text on it, so I was sent to inquire." Seeing that Li Lisheng was a little angry, the person who came did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly explained.
"Well, you're looking for me to translate these words for your master?" After Li Lisheng listened to the explanation, his tone became flat again.
"Yes, I am so anxious when I have a fateful life, if I disturb the Qing cultivation of the Viewer, I will first compensate the Viewer." The person who came said, his face was full of apologies, and then he bowed to Li Lisheng and said.
"If you want me to translate these words, you can do it, but after the translation is complete, you must give me the books for confirmation!" Seeing this, Li Lisheng also put forward his own demands.
"This ...... Isn't this, Lord, right? It's just a messenger, and you can't call the shots! Hearing Li Lisheng's request, the person who came looked embarrassed and couldn't help but excuse himself.
"If you don't agree, then our master and apprentice won't go, even if you let people kill us, it won't help!" Li Lisheng said, turned his head to the side, and said no more.
"It's... This, well! I'll just say yes, and I'll leave the books to you to confirm when the translation is complete! After listening to Li Lisheng's request, the visitor hesitated for a long time, and finally as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and agreed to Li Lisheng's request.
"In that case, let's go, by the way, where are we going?" Li Lisheng saw that the person who came agreed to his conditions, and asked.
"The Imperial Palace." The visitor glanced at him and replied flatly.
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Beijing, Yanfu.
I saw Yan Shifan walk in with a gloomy face, and the servants on the side saw this, and they all looked at their noses and noses, trying to reduce their sense of existence, who in the whole Yan Mansion didn't know that Xiaoge was old and short-tempered, if he was caught by him, he would be beaten in vain, not to mention, this month's case money would also be lost.
And Yan Shifan did not mean to entangle with these subordinates, but knocked on the door of his father Yan Song.
"Come in." Yan Song's indifferent voice came from the room.
Yan Shifan immediately pushed the door in, leaving the door open by the way.
"What's wrong?" Yan Song saw that his son Yan Shifan's face was gloomy, and asked out loud.
"Father, after you previously proposed the plan for the future salt tax, there are some officials below who are not convinced and want to do something secretly, this is the list!" Yan Shifan said that, and handed over the list in his hand to Yan Song.
Yan Song took the list, put on reading glasses, and after reading the names on the list one by one, he said in a deep voice: "You go and tell Zhang Runde, the waiter of the Criminal Department, and let him deal with all the people on the list." ”
"Yes, son, I'll do it." Yan Shifan said, and bowed away.
"By the way, is Hu Zongxian still in the capital? Speaking of which, as a teacher, I owe him a little bit to him. ”
"Father, Hu Zongxian left the capital after the debriefing, and he should be on his way back to Zhejiang now."
"Okay, you go down!"
Yan Song said, waving his hand, and there was an indescribable sense of loneliness in his tone.
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Forbidden City, Ministry of Punishment.
"This is the list sent by the elder of the little pavilion? It can't be the wrong delivery! Zhang Runde, the waiter of the Criminal Department, looked at the list sent, and couldn't help frowning, without him, the people above were all hardcore members of the Yan Party.
"That's right, these people are disobedient, so they have to be disposed of!"
"Xiao Ge Lao also asked the little one to bring you a word, and try to turn over all the unjust, false and wrongful cases they have tried! When the time comes, it will be easy to do things. ”
"Well, I see, you go down." After Zhang Runde listened, he pondered for a moment and nodded in reply.
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The Forbidden City, the Palace of Nourishing the Heart.
Although he can't read the text on it, fortunately, there are still some pictures in it, and Jiajing follows the above pictures, according to the map, and keeps trying to build the formation by himself.
"Huh~ Jiajing held his breath and carefully put a spirit stone into the array, and then only heard a loud 'bang', and the previously drawn formation exploded.
"Ah, my spirit stone!"
Seeing this, Jiajing hurriedly instilled mana and took out the spirit stone, but fortunately, the spirit stone was not damaged, but the floor tiles paved in the Heart Cultivation Hall were blown out of a big pit.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong! How can there be such a loud voice? Lu Fang's eager voice came from outside the Heart Cultivation Palace.
Fortunately, the previous emperor ordered that no one was allowed to enter the Heart Cultivation Palace, otherwise, Lu Fang would have led the guards to rush in.
"It's okay, you don't have to worry!" Jiajing said in an indifferent tone.
"Hey, failed again, it's the one hundred and thirty-sixth, oh no, one hundred and thirty-seven!" Jiajing said, picked up a pen and paper, and recorded it on it.
Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Lu Fang is more and more worried, since His Majesty got those few books that he didn't know where they came from, the whole person was like a demon, and he locked himself in the Heart Cultivation Hall all day long, not allowing anyone to enter, and every time he could hear a loud noise, followed by the shattering of the floor tiles in the hall.
I don't know how many times I've changed the floor tiles in the past few days!