Nanqing has a family, and the ancestors once entered the demon path and killed many monks and civilians.

Later, a great monk intervened and suppressed the man until he died, and before he could take half a step out of the dungeon of the temple, he turned into a pile of bones.

The people around often go to the Taoist temple to offer incense, throw some pickled things into the dungeon, and gradually step on the dungeon of the Taoist temple on some festivals, which has become a custom.

Although this family has declined, there are still monks in the end, and once they were so bold that they went to that temple to steal white bones.

It's just that he is not good at learning, and the master of the Taoist temple is a realm higher than him, and that night he will be invited to step on his feet and let him look at the white bones of the dungeon, and the master of the temple smiled and said that as long as he insulted the ancestors, he could let him go, but he gritted his teeth and showed blood without saying a word.

So in the early morning, a lame man limped away from the Taoist temple.

The junior disciple of the Guan Zhu said to the Guan Lord: "Senior brother, anyway, those foolish people don't know whose bones the dungeon is, so it is better to blackmail their family and let them take the bones of the ancestors." ”

Guan Zhu smiled: "Don't worry, in a few generations, they will eventually scold their ancestors like everyone else, and they don't dare to come to mourn their ancestors." Don't even dare to admit that it's his backlog, don't forget what this demon has done!"

Chen Xi smiled, Chen Xi had heard of other versions of this story.

Yue Yisi left, Chen Xi smiled softly: "Sister leave, be careful, don't let some people with sensitive noses sniff out." ”

Yue Yisi nodded lightly.

The Lianxin Temple outside the city opened the mountain gate surprisingly early today, so that devout believers can enter the temple early to burn incense.

Don't say it's winter, don't say the sun hasn't risen.

Those rich and noble families who begged for children didn't care about this, and waited outside the mountain gate early, not to mention those businessmen who went out to pray for good luck.

Master Nandu made tea in the side hall and said that there were guests coming today.

Chen Xi ran out early, if he stayed for the party, an official would come to the door to ask for a meeting, and he would stay in the house for half a day.

Chen Xi heard that someone participated in his own book yesterday, saying that he had a private meeting with important ministers, and he did not go to the fief for a long time, leaving behind the Jade City, which was disrespectful to the first emperor and disrespectful to His Majesty.

After hearing about the next court, Wu Cong gave him a kick in the back of the man, causing the man to fall and eat.

Why are you kicking him, such people are loyal ministers, on the other hand, who have come to see him in recent days, who are not all eyeing the oil and water in the land of Hezhou.

The land of Hezhou, the land of grain and grass transfer, how could Chen Xi not know what some old guys were thinking.

The situation in Dayu is more complicated than that in Nanqing, and the dispute between official factions is especially in the eyes of the southern scholars, the northern scholars, the eastern scholars, and the northwest scholars, and the relationship between them is different.

Dongfang scholars, there is a faction that supports King Lang, and this faction is just a thorn in the side of Chen Jin.

King Lang is an uncle, Chen Xi has also wanted to see him for a long time.

However, it is nothing that the scholars are divided into factions, but some scholars come from some families, and some families have close relations with some sects, which is the root of the problem.

King Donglang, north and south, is more like two dragon pythons, entrenched on one side.

Dressed in a black robe, Chen Xi stepped into Lianxin Temple, everything was so familiar, as if the flowers bloomed that year.

Chen Xi walked along the path and came to the side hall, a little monk came to stop him, Chen Xi lifted his hat and smiled at the little monk: "I'm here to see Master Nandu." ”

"Ah, you must be His Royal Highness King Qi, the little monk participated in His Highness, and the master has long been waiting for His Highness in the palace. ”

Chen Xi nodded, walked into the side hall, a futon, an old monk sat on the futon, a pair of eyebrows were extremely long, almost to the mouth, Chen Xiyou remembered that when he was a child, he plucked out a pinch of the old monk's eyebrows, and the old monk smiled and said: "It's time for these hairs to return to dust." ”

The old monk closed his eyes, Chen Xi walked in, and said softly to the old monk: "Chen Xi has seen Master Nandu. ”

Only then did the old monk open his eyes, looked at Chen Xi, who was a head taller than in his memory, and said with a smile: "The old monk has seen His Highness. ”

Chen Xi smiled and sat on the futon opposite the old monk.

In addition to the tea on the small table, there is also a pastry, which is a pastry created by Lianxin Temple, which Chen Xi liked to eat most when he was a child.

Chen Xi gently picked up a pastry and put it in his mouth, it still tasted like the sunset, Chen Xi smiled and said thank you.

The old monk poured a cup of tea and gave it to Chen Xi and said, "Your Highness is so busy, I have come back to Dayu for all these days, and I have time to come to the old monk." ”

"It's not busy, it's all mundane, and it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of the master. Chen Xi waved his hand.

The old monk took out a turtle shell and three copper coins, and smiled at Chen Xi: "Bu Yihexagram?"

Chen Xi smiled: "It's still the master who understands me." ”

"What's the matter with Your Highness?"

"State affairs. ”

"Exactly?"

"National Fortune. ”

"Even when His Majesty came here, he didn't dare to talk lightly about the fortune of the country. ”

Chen Xi smiled and ate another piece of pastry.

The old monk stuffed the three copper coins into the turtle shell, and then shook them gently, and the three copper coins popped out one after another.

"Please explain the hexagram to the master. ”

"The country is prosperous. ”

Chen Xi was stunned: "That's all, then I don't know or not, what's the difference?"

"It's man-made, dare to ask His Highness what he wants. ”

"Dayu is a country, there should be no one else who can guide the country, only the emperor's brother should say what he wants. ”

The old monk nodded: "These are the things they should be, is that all?"

Chen Xi's eyes were cold: "There is a person who is responsible for the death of my father." ”

The old monk knew who Chen Xi was talking about.

......

Half a day later, Chen Xi said goodbye to the old monk.

"Remind Your Highness that Your Majesty is Your Majesty today, and Your Highness is still Your Highness, and the courtesy of the monarch and the ministers is clear, so as not to lose family affection. ”

Chen Xi squinted slightly.

"If one day, General Yu disarmed and returned to the field, His Royal Highness rejected Beixiao in the north, and owned the land of Hezhou, what would others think, wouldn't Lord Wu let the secret guards enter Hezhou...... It's the old monk who talks a lot. ”

Chen Xi sighed and said, "Thank you, Master." ”

Chen Xi stepped out of the room.

The old monk looked at the copper coin on the table and said with a smile: "Actually, Your Highness doesn't have to be bothered by these things, the young dragon is empty, and His Highness's steps are never confined to the land of Dayu." ”

......

In the east of Dayu, in the land of Fuzhou, a middle-aged man in a white robe sat in a pavilion and played against a gray-robed gentleman.

Mr. Gray Robe said, "I heard that His Royal Highness King Qi has returned to Dayu?"

"Yes. ”

"Over the years, no matter what Your Majesty thinks, but at least the face has given the prince your face, plus the power in our hands, it is always stable, but that little prince, it is said that in Nanqing, where there is a storm, there is his figure, I am afraid that there will be trouble, and I hope that the prince will prepare early. ”

"It's just a milky doll that hasn't dried up, what about the royal brother? Can his two sons jump in front of this king? The most important thing at the moment should be that piece of meteorite outside the sky, Su Family Sword Village, but I have to rely on this sword to jump to the first-class sect of Dayu, this sword is rare in a hundred years, as long as it goes well, this sword will fall into my hands." ”

Mr. Gray Robe nodded and said, "Everything that should be prepared is ready, but those sects have always been arrogant and will not obey our arrangements." ”

"Hmph, as long as the Su family is obedient, the Su family is in hand, will there be a lack of spirit swords in the future?"

"The prince is very thoughtful. ”

In the palace study.

Chen Jindao: "You want to go to Fuzhou?"

"Yes, the younger brother is not talented, and there is nothing that can help the imperial brother, but I want to be able to retrieve the father's imperial sword and let the holy sword return to the imperial brother. ”

That time the soldiers pressed the city, and finally for some reason King Lang got the holy sword, and he preached everywhere that the holy sword was given by His Majesty, but that sword was always held by the emperor.

"I originally planned to let you leave for Hezhou on the same day, but there happened to be a sword meeting in the Su family in Fuzhou today, and you just returned to Dayu, so it's good to see and understand. ”

"Thank you, Brother Huang!"

Chen Xi went out of the city alone, silently. Even the vast majority of people in the city didn't know that King Qi, who had just returned to Dayu, had left the city again, so it was necessary that if someone went to see Chen Xi again, he would definitely return in defeat.

The sky is cloudless, but the weather is cold, Chen Xi is just a horse and a sword on his back, this sword was bought by Chen Xi when he was in Mocheng?

Outside Longbow City, the river froze, and a young man staggered over the frozen river.

Four or five people in the back, chasing after them.

Dongfang Shizi, one side was picked up by King Lang, and he made a living by praising King Lang, but he was proud of scolding King Lang.

But it's really weird, but it's not so strange, it's just that some people want to get rich and risky, and some people scold and scold, and they are promoted, this is the reality.

But there are too many scholars, how can they fight against King Lang? You can scold, but don't scold without roots, if there is no root cause of scolding, I am the prince, you are commoners, I will kill you, who has an opinion? These are the original words of King Lang.

The young man on the river, his face was flushed, the cotton clothes on his body were torn, and the few people behind him, holding sharp blades, were murderous.

The young man's feet slipped, and one accidentally fell on the river.

A few people from behind caught up and surrounded the young man.

One person scolded angrily: "Run, run for grandpa again, it's really damn that the grandfathers came out on such a cold day, but once you leave, you can't blame us, if you want to complain, blame your unlucky brother." ”

With a slash, the young man had closed his eyes and trembled.

It's just a delay, but the knife is not approved.

The young man opened one eye and looked at a young man in front of him, his hand pinching the blade of the knife, not moving.

"Where did you come from, don't want to die, dare to take care of our business!"

"Look at your clothes, it's not an official government, it's not a gang, it's like a handyman, killing people in the wilderness, it's a big breath. ”

The young man saw the person in front of him, took the blade with one hand, he must be a master, and hurriedly shouted: "Young man save me, save me!"

Chen Xi smiled and looked at the few people around him.

"Hmph, boy, have you heard of the Li family in Longbow City, dare to stop us?"

Chen Xi impatiently drew out his long sword, swung it forward, and with a sword aura, he cut the ice surface, and said with a smile: "Have you heard of my sword!"

Well, it's actually not famous, a spiritual weapon that doesn't even have a name.

But the few people in front of them were already frightened: "Monk!"

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, but we don't know Tarzan!"

"So let's go!"

Several people immediately retreated.