Let's say that Emperor Zhengguang was dressed in a red flying cloud pan dragon brocade robe, with bare feet, his head was scattered, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sat cross-legged in the center of the main hall of the Qingtian Palace. Outside the Qingtian Hall are the Imperial Forest Army responsible for guarding, patrolling back and forth to ensure the safety of the current saint. and the chief steward Xue Gonggong, who can only wait outside the hall to do a hurry.

And in the hall, except for the two Taoist boys who were waiting on the side, there were only those Qingyi people and Emperor Zhengguang. Look at the man who is also wearing his hair loosely, but he is still wearing the crown of purple and gold phoenix wings on his head, the scarlet oil paint is smeared on his cheeks, his eyes are closed, and his mouth is full of words.

Dressed in a seven-star robe, also barefoot, holding a wooden sword, he circled left three times behind Emperor Zhengguang, three circles on the right, his left sleeve on his right wrist, and his right wrist kept turning, driving the wooden sword to keep waving.

The room was extremely dark, and according to the instructions of the man of the Qing Dynasty, the temple was filled with one hundred and eight lanterns in advance. Thirty-six main lamps and seventy-two small lamps should be one hundred and eight days and eight days. Even so, this huge Qingtian Temple was still a little dim, and the beating lights reflected half of the scarlet faces of Qing Yiren.

In front of the two of them is an incense altar, on which the words heaven and earth are enshrined, and behind the words heaven and earth, there is an extremely dazzling scarlet eagle, which seems to be drawn with human blood. In the middle of the word heaven and earth, there is a purple gold beast-swallowing incense altar, burning three incense sticks, three long and two short, which is very unlucky.

The man recited the incantation for a while, babbling and babbling indestructively, and suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange light came out of his eyes, looking at the words heaven and earth on the altar. The three incense sticks were suddenly cut off in half, as if they were hallucinations, the words heaven and earth were clearly flashing with blood light, and there was no wind in the hall, but the lights of the one hundred and eight heavenly lanterns shook violently.

Emperor Zhengguang didn't know what was going on, he breathed a long sigh of relief, but the black gas between his eyebrows was condensing a little bit, Qingyi stood behind him, dropped the sword on Emperor Zhengguang's left shoulder, slowly poked out, the tip of the sword was a little on the golden talisman above the incense altar, and then flipped his wrist, raised the sword and threw it upward, and the whole person rose to the sky, hanging in the air.

His left hand grabbed the hilt of the sword, and his right hand stretched out two fingers and brushed it on the sword. The color of the golden rune paper on the tip of the sword gradually deepened, and finally it turned blood red, and it burned again, and the beating flames soon burned the entire wooden sword, and the Qing Yiren let go of the wooden sword, let him turn to ashes, and waved his wide sleeves to contain it.

In an instant, all one hundred and eight lights went out. Although Emperor Zhengguang had his eyes closed, he could vaguely feel it, so he quickly asked, "National Teacher...... Why is this so slow today...... Why is it so dark, different from the past...... "The man explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty, today's Dharma is different from the past, and you only need to heal the Holy One six times according to this Dharma today, and the Holy One can be healed. ”

"Since that's the case, I won't ask more...... "Emperor Zhengguang didn't notice that something was wrong, and those two Dao boys were people from the Qing Dynasty, so naturally they wouldn't say anything.

Turning around and landing on the ground, he unfolded his left palm, and the wooden sword turned into scarlet powder, piled up in the palm of his hand, gathered his five fingers, and scattered the powder in front of him, and read in his mouth: "Senluo is all-encompassing, the Tao is immeasurable, vast and insignificant, and changeable." The powder drifted away, but it didn't hit the ground, but turned into a very thin red thread.

Qing Yiren was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled the red thread, held it in his hand, wrapped it around the fingers of his right hand, and pulled the end with his left hand, slowly approaching the back of Emperor Zhengguang's head. The red line was like a living thing, as soon as it touched the back of the head, it got into it, and the Qing Yi person was still controlling the red line, his eyes were round, and he could not hide his joy, and he read in his mouth: "The supreme supreme, descend to the world, puppet ants, all obey orders." Three souls bow down, and seven spirits serve their lives. If you disobey, you will never recover!"

I saw that the end of the red line also drilled into the brain of Emperor Zhengguang, and a heart-rending scream resounded throughout the Qingtian Palace, spreading to the outside of the hall, causing the Imperial Forest Army to look nervous, and one by one they pulled out their weapons and were about to rush into the Qingtian Palace, shouting: "It's Your Majesty!

The Dao Tong at the gate of the Qingtian Palace desperately blocked the Imperial Forest Army from the door: "Master is doing it, idle people can't get close!" But the general who led him drew his sword and angrily reprimanded: "You Dao Tong is so rude! Your Majesty screamed miserably, you must be in danger, get out of the way quickly, let me wait for the escort! Otherwise, if the Holy Lord has a little difference, ask you to wait for the burial with this Qingtian Palace!"

Gonggong Xue also cocked his orchid fingers, pointed at the Tong Li eyebrows and scolded angrily: "The little beast is not quickly out of the way, if Your Majesty has anything to do, you, can you afford to be guilty!"

The Imperial Forest Army was indignant and was about to rush into the palace to protect the emperor, but at this moment, the door of the palace was suddenly opened, and the Qing Yi walked out of the hall wearing a robe, tied his hair and wearing a crown, and walked out of the hall with a kind face, retreated to the side and respectfully leaned over and said, "Please Your Majesty." ”

Then Emperor Zhongping walked out of the hall, holding his hands and striding forward. The complexion is ruddy, the air is magnificent, and there is no sickness. In the past, every time he cast a spell, he was supported by Xue Gonggong to enter and exit the Qingtian Palace, although he got better after each treatment, he was still very weak. I don't want to think that now, Emperor Zhengguang is radiant, and he can walk out of the Qingtian Palace by himself, and now it is the turn of the Imperial Forest Army and Xue Gonggong to be dumbfounded, and their faces are full of shock.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live! Your Majesty is blessed with heaven, has his own destiny, and now he has been cured of a serious illness, which is the blessing of the country and the luck of the people!

"That Gonggong Xue has been in the palace for more than 50 years, and he can climb to this step is naturally full of eyesight, and immediately knelt down and worshiped happily.

The Imperial Forest Army also abandoned their weapons one after another, knelt down together and said, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Emperor Zhengguang glanced at everyone, and then ordered: "Okay, okay, all be even." "Thank you, Your Majesty. Everyone thanked them and got up, and the Imperial Forest Army returned to their respective duties, leaving only Chief Xue as the emperor.

And Emperor Zhengguang stepped forward with gratitude, raised the hand of the Qingyi person, put it in his palm, and said gratefully: "It has been twelve years since I ascended the throne, and I have never been so refreshed as I am today. In the future, I must set up an immortal shrine for the national teacher in the people, and ask the people to worship at four o'clock to repay the kindness of the national teacher. I don't know the national teacher, but what reward do I want, even if I say it, I don't allow anything. ”

The Taoist was also humble, and hurriedly replied: "The emperor is blessed with all the heavens, and now he will be cured, which is the blessing of the people of the world. I only hope that Your Majesty can come to the court as soon as possible, so that the four seas will be peaceful, the people will be healthy, and the wish of the poor people will be enough. ”

"The national teacher cares about all the people, even if he is under one person, above ten thousand, he can still sympathize with the suffering of the people at the height of the temple. In the future, I must treat each other as a teacher, and never forget the great kindness of the national teacher. "Emperor Zhengguang was already grateful to that Qingyi person at this time, and he obeyed his words. Seeing this, Manager Xue also hurriedly stepped forward and praised: "The national teacher is really the first capable minister in the world!"

"Your Majesty, it's serious. Poor people don't dare to be it. After that, Na Qingyi took out a pair of medicine from his arms with a humble face and handed it to Na Xue, "Give this medicine to the imperial dining room and mix it in the meal, which is conducive to blood circulation and blood stasis, and nourishing qi and blood." One pair a day, and then send someone to the Qingtian Temple to get it in the future. Coupled with the Poor Dao Immortal Technique, within six days, His Majesty will be able to prolong his life and avoid all diseases. ”

Emperor Zhengguang patted his hand and said, "There is a national teacher, the national teacher must take care of his body and not be too tired." In the affairs of the DPRK and China, there will be a national teacher to do it for you. The Taoist leaned over to receive the order, and Emperor Zhengguang was about to return to the palace, and the Taoist knelt down to send him off.

When the emperor walked away, Qing Yiren turned back to the inner hall, and immediately changed his face, revealing the treacherous and cunning image, and thought to himself: "It took me three years to dissipate all the essence of this little emperor with the anti-soul method, and now I use the blood breaking dispersion with the three souls and seven spirit puppet techniques to control his heart. In six days, he will be completely controlled, and at that time, the world will be my Eagle Clan. ”

Let's say that Emperor Zhengguang returned to the palace and removed the palace maids and eunuchs on both sides, leaving only Chief Xue alone. Emperor Zhengguang sat on the couch with his eyes slightly closed. Manager Xue stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, just rest for a while, and the old slave will order the imperial dining room to prepare dinner." In addition, they were asked to mix the medicine given by the national teacher in their meals. ”

But Emperor Zhengguang suddenly said coldly: "Chief Manager Xue, how long have you been in the palace? How old are you now?" Chief Manager Xue replied truthfully: "Back to the Holy Lord, it has been fifty years and two years since the old slave entered the palace, and the old slave was only six years old when he entered the palace, and now he is already eight out of fifty. ”

"When did you start taking care of me? Do you remember what happened when I ascended the throne?" asked Emperor Zhengguang again. Chief Xue didn't know what the emperor meant, he was slightly stunned, and still replied: "The old slave remembers that Your Majesty was taken care of by the old slave as soon as he was born, and the old slave also watched His Majesty grow up with his own eyes. It's just the past, the old slave is a eunuch, and he doesn't dare to talk about it. ”

Emperor Zhengguang's tone was slightly angry, and he asked sharply: "You are the head of the Internal Affairs Office, and the affairs of the palace must be in your belly, so why are you afraid?

When the chief manager Xue heard this, he hurriedly took the order and said: "Yes! The old slave obeys the order!" After that, he told the past things eloquently, "I Jiang Taizu Wu Emperor has six sons, divided into six kings, the eldest son Wenzheng Wang is generous and benevolent, has great ambitions, knows everything about the military state, and knows everything about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. That is, the first emperor"

"The first emperor had five younger brothers, all of whom held important positions in the court. The second brother, King Zhengde, was very good at writing, calm and prudent, and served as the capital of the Central Literary Yuan, responsible for the deliberation of Wenchen's songs; the third brother, King Wuwei, had a strong personality and was proficient in the art of war, and was appointed as the general of Zhengnanda, and was in charge of the border defense town; the fourth brother, King Shunming, was very shrewd and had a very deep city government, and served as an auxiliary minister; and the fifth brother mourned that the king had been weak and sick since childhood, and died soon after the first emperor succeeded to the throne. ”

"One emperor and three kings work together, and the people in the court are united, so that the country is peaceful and peaceful, the four sides worship, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the world is prosperous and peaceful. How can God not bless me Jiang Guo, King Zhengde and King Wuwei died early one after another, the first emperor was very sad, but he still took care of every opportunity, and worked hard, so that he was overworked and became ill. At the age of forty-two, he drove to the west, and at that time, Your Majesty, you were only twelve years old. ”

"The old slave entered the palace since he was a child and followed the first emperor. When the first emperor was in power, there was no one to complain about, and he often talked to the old slaves. When the first emperor died, the old slave had been by his side before his death, and the first emperor took into account that it was difficult for the twelve-year-old prince to preside over the government, and he wanted to hand over the throne to the shrewd and capable fourth brother. However, the ministers thought that the prince was established early and could not be changed, and if there was an heir, he should be succeeded by his eldest son. Only then did the emperor rewrite the will. ”

But this matter reached the ears of King Shunming, who didn't seem to care at the time, but said that he should take his brother's last life as the greatest. Therefore, before his death, the first emperor entrusted King Shunming to be the regent and assist the young emperor, that is, His Majesty, to deal with military affairs. His Majesty succeeded to the throne and changed his name to Zhengguang, which is still today. ”

"But when he first succeeded to the throne, His Majesty was still young and frail, and it was more reasonable for King Shunming, that is, His Majesty's Fourth Emperor Uncle to govern as the regent. Moreover, King Shunming was shrewd and capable, and handled the affairs of the country very properly, and the officials also praised him. However, after a long time, some old ministers complained about this matter, thinking that the regent had usurped the holy power and was suspected of rebellion. Therefore, I wrote to Your Majesty and asked the regent to return to your Majesty. ”

"Later, when Your Majesty was sixteen years old......" Chief Xue was about to speak, but was interrupted by Emperor Zhengguang, and continued: "When I was sixteen years old, my Fourth Emperor Uncle was forced to return to power by me due to the pressure of his ministers. He held a grudge and was extremely unwilling, but it was precisely because of this that the ministers thought that he would sooner or later become rebellious. In addition, during the four years he served as regent, many people befriended him in order to convince him, and he also took this opportunity to lay a lot of eyeliner in the court, and every move in the court was under his control. ”

"In desperation, I had no choice but to canonize him as the King of Tanglin, which was to raise and descend secretly, and asked him to stay in the Tanglin Mansion thousands of miles away, in order to keep him away from the Jingshi. Tanglin Mansion is extremely rich, no less than Chengtian Mansion, but even so, it can't appease him, even if it is thousands of miles away, he can still monitor my every move, every hour of every day, I am alive and scared!"

Emperor Zhengguang suppressed the anger in his heart and continued: "To this day, I want to say something from the bottom of my heart, but I still need to rebuke the left and right, and talk to you, the eunuch. Mr. Xue, can I trust you?"

There was already a little choked in his tone, and when Gonggong Xue heard this, his body trembled, and he replied in a choked voice: "Although the old slave is a eunuch, he also knows the general situation and understands things. The old slave is broken bones, and he will go up the sword mountain and the sea of fire for His Majesty, and he will never give up!" Emperor Zhengguang hurriedly got out of bed to help him, and Manager Xue was flattered and dodged again and again: "Your Majesty must take care of the dragon's body, how can the old slave He De be able to receive such a great favor from the saint?"

"Manager Xue, you have been by my side since you were a child, and now these words, I say to you, you must not leak them out, otherwise, my life will be suspended!" Seeing that Emperor Zhengguang was already in tears, Manager Xue was also in tears: "Your Majesty, please speak!"

Emperor Zhengguang then said: "That should be free of ambition, sooner or later one day will rebel and rebel, at that time, my life will inevitably be lost, the country and the society, how can I survive? In the past 12 years, all the civil and military officials have thought that I am superstitious and demonic, and I have abandoned the government, but who knows, unless this is the case, otherwise this big ginger's country will fall into the hands of the one who should be free from disease! Under the nine springs, what face will I have to meet the first emperor?"

"Demon Dao...... Your Majesty?!" Then Chief Xue was surprised and delighted when he heard this, Emperor Zhengguang chuckled, and then said: "It seems that I am so deeply hidden, even you have been deceived, I don't have to worry about it." Three years ago, when I was terminally ill, the demon Dao entered the palace to practice medicine, and performed demon methods, which showed initial results. Neither did he accept the reward, nor did he explain his identity, only saying that he came from Xiandao in the South China Sea. How could I believe such prevarication?"

"It's just that since then, I've already made a decision. Although I don't know the origin and purpose of the demon road, whether it is for glory and wealth or something else, it is better to plan the plan, take the demon road as the national teacher, temporarily put aside the government, and pretend to be superstitious about the demon road. This was a bit inappropriate, but it was the only way to save my life. ”

"Fortunately, the demon Dao has some ability, and now that my illness is about to be cured, at that time, I will remove all the eyeliner that should be free from the disease in the court, take all the government and government into my hands, and then send troops to exterminate that Ying Wuji, and cut him with a thousand knives, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart. Now the great thing will be accomplished, and six days later, there will be a pilgrimage ceremony. At that time, the civil and military officials and the governors of all parts of the country will gather in front of the Xuantian Palace, first ambush the Imperial Forest Army around, and when the ceremony is over, they will rush up and sweep away all the henchmen who should be free of illness!"

"Your Majesty's clever plan!" Chief Xue echoed, "As soon as the King of Dongling dies, there will be no one in the court who can threaten Your Majesty." Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Emperor Zhengguang turned around and helped Chief Manager Xue, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet, and commanded in a low voice: "But for another matter, I still hope that the Chief Manager will act on my behalf." Whether or not great things can be accomplished depends on you alone!" "Your Majesty, please command, the old slave is willing to break his bones for His Majesty, and he will never give up!"

"After dark, you select a dozen reliable henchmen and leave the Forbidden Palace quickly, saying that it is on the grounds that you are supervising the procurement of pilgrimage supplies for the pilgrimage ceremony. After leaving the palace, he hurried to the minister's house according to the list on this secret decree, informed them of my plan, and announced the decree on my behalf. Let them cooperate with the Imperial Forest Army during the pilgrimage ceremony to destroy the traitorous party, and great things can be accomplished!"

After that, Emperor Zhengguang took out a roll of white silk from his arms, on which were written in blood the lives of many ministers, most of whom were veterans of the Three Dynasties, with very high qualifications and loyalty. Although I don't know when it was written, the slightly yellowed white silk and crimson bloodstains must have been preparing for this matter for a long time.