Jin'er still looks like it's not a big deal to see the excitement, the woman in black on the boat is still very calm, blowing the piccolo, the music is lingering, echoing on the river, the water vapor of the sound wall condenses into ice, gradually thickening, and the true qi also forms a spider web-like water pattern.

The starlight of the Sanqi array is like a volcanic eruption gushing out of magma, pouring into the ice-colored sound wall, one moving and one still, one hot and one cold, the starlight touches the ice wall, and then there is a burst of explosion, and there is a stream of green smoke, the starlight is all turned into ashes with the green smoke, disappearing, the sound wall does not move, not even a little stain can not be seen, through the sound wall, everyone vaguely saw the handsome and calm face of the woman in black, not moved by the battle in front of them.

"It's amazing!" Liu Dianzong sighed with his sword.

"It's strange to see that she is not a monk or a Taoist, but she has such magical power. Liao Birui's words were still unconvinced.

Shi saw that the woman in black was quite able to deal with it, and his heart was a little relieved, and then he noticed that Jin'er did not follow, and looked back at Jin'er hiding in the distance, looking at all this coldly, and couldn't help but wonder a little in his heart.

"Oh no, that clam monster is out again!" Wu Yiming retreated and exclaimed.

Zhejiang Political Envoy Hangzhou Mansion, now Hangzhou City.

At night, the Qiantang Palace, located in the east of the city, stands proudly on the bank of the Qiantang River with its majestic palace gatehouse, the tide rises and falls, and the candle flame flickered.

At this time, in the dead of night, the chickens and dogs do not smell.

In the northwest corner of the palace, in the dark pavilion of Mingyuan Building, the secret ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens was going on as usual.

On the offering table, there are cattle, pigs and sheep, five grains, offering heaven and earth tablets, the coarse sandalwood has burned more than half, the smoke is swirling, like a floating object that will sink to the bottom of the water at any time, in the faint circle of light of two red candles, a body wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown kneeling in front of the table, five bodies to the ground, another figure with a robe crown standing behind him, reading a sacrificial text:

“...... The destiny of heaven is constant, and it is not wasted. The king of the present day has died without a way. Droughts and floods are frequent, and disasters are falling repeatedly. The people of Li hung upside down, and the mountains and rivers sank. There is Wang Qiantang, who is prosperous and prospering. All things are safe, and heaven and earth are long. Please be blessed by the Spirit. Dare to forget your fears and answer your heart. ”

Zhu Houze, the king of Qiantang, knelt on the ground reverently, and the strategist and minister next to him, Chai Hideyoshi, read the sacrificial text, lit the sacrificial text, and waited for the fire to swallow the paper, and then he read slowly: "The sacrifice is over, please get up." ”

Zhu Houze slowly straightened up from the ground, kneeling for a long time, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his breathing was a little unpleasant, although he was only forty-five years old, but the long-term pampered princely life had turned him into a slow fat man, fortunately, his brain was not dull. 117

Since the death of his father Zhu Zaiqi ten years ago, he inherited the title of King Qiantang as the eldest son, moved from the prince to the Sanhe Hall where the prince lived, and then drove more than a dozen brothers out of Hangzhou Mansion with a little means, and went to a remote place to accept the empty title of General Fuyuan.

However, according to the example of the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty, the prince divided the feudal and did not give the land, the lord did not come to the people, the food and the people did not govern things, and could not participate in the agriculture and industry and commerce, although the prince was a relative of the emperor, but he had no real power in his hands, and could not ask about the important local military and political affairs, so he could only sing and dance behind closed doors, and live a leisurely life.

On the night of his thirty-eighth birthday, Zhu Houze, the king of Qiantang, invited high friends, staggered and staggered, the silk and bamboo were chaotic, and the guests were happy, he was drunk, lying alone in the Mingyuan Building, dreaming of the sunrise in the east in a trance, a black dragon flew to him, knelt down to him, he woke up sweating profusely, he knew that the dream was not a mortal thing, but because it involved the royal taboo, he did not dare to show people, and finally did not know how to understand.

A few days later, a Dongsang warlock came to the Qiantang Palace, claiming to be named Chai Xiuji, proficient in Chinese magic and Dongsang ghost arts, and specially came to help the prince complete the great thing, the Qiantang King drove him out of the palace without saying a word, Chai Xiuji sneered, left the palace, but did not go far.

That night, the king of Qiantang sent someone to secretly invite Chai Xiuji back to the palace, Chai Xiuji opened his mouth to break the strange dream of the prince, and said: "The sunrise in the east means that the new lord ascends the throne, and the black dragon kneels and worships, which should be the honor of the Ninety-Five." "The king of Qiantang, whose ambition has been expanding with his body, is happy to worship Chai Xiuji as the prime minister of the country, make a yellow robe crown, prepare for the usurpation of the throne, and secretly contact the White Lotus Sect through Chai Xiuji, trafficking in people to accumulate wealth, bribing Zhejiang military and political dignitaries, and on the auspicious day of the zodiac, he privately sacrificed heaven and earth in the dark pavilion, praying for the protection of the gods, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, heaven and earth can only be sacrificed by the emperor, whether the royal family or civilians privately set up altars, it is a great crime to conspire against them.

"The emperor has worked hard, please rest for a while. Chai Xiuji stepped forward to help the prince, sat down on the circle chair next to the table, and offered a cup of strong tea, "At present, there is a great drought in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the displaced people are everywhere, it is a good time to start an incident, and the emperor should cheer up his spirits, and the success is not far away." Although Chai Xiuji is a native of Dongsang, according to him, he has been familiar with Chinese classics and learned Chinese since he was a child, and he is a complete Chinese expert.

The prince took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and sighed: "Outsiders say that I, the king of Qiantang, enjoy all the glory and wealth, in fact, who knows that I and other princes, although they are nobles, they are all indulged in wealth and nobility, I don't know how much arrogance, and finally died of the royal law, and how many do not know etiquette and righteousness, spend extravagantly, chase after food, and finally do everything, called 'Tianzhi', which is really a discard!"

"Therefore, the emperor still has to plan for big things as soon as possible to avoid disasters in the future. ”

"Xiangguo rest assured, I have made up my mind, everything depends on Xiangguo. King Qiantang glanced at the other party meaningfully.

Chai Xiuji's face was pale, silent, his eyes in his deep sockets were shining, and he said confidently: "The big and small officials in Jiangsu and Zhejiang have already been co-opted, and they are willing to submit, and the soldiers and officers of the one hundred and ten guards in this area are loose in discipline, and they will be defeated in every battle, so there is no need to worry, as long as the sect leader can gather people, the Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas will definitely be invincible, and it will be easy to change the flag." ”

"That's good, when I dominate the world, I will fulfill my promise and reward you with glory and wealth, and under one person, I will make the White Lotus Sect the state religion and the sect master as the emperor who protects the country. ”

"Your Majesty, the sect leader sent someone to deliver the news yesterday, and there is one thing that needs the emperor's assistance at the moment, which is related to the success or failure of this move. ”

"Oh, what's the matter? ”

"The sect leader said that the White Lotus Sect will soon welcome the birth of the Buddha Mother, and it is necessary to find the Heavenly Evil Girl as a guide, and the emperor only needs to set up a shed in front of the palace, and declare that he will choose a concubine for the prince, so as to choose the one who will come according to the Dan. Chai Xiuji took out the Zhaoren Pill brought back from the Western Regions by King Yiyang Ming from his arms, and shimmered in the dark pavilion, "This is one of the holy relics of the White Lotus Sect, and the Heavenly Evil Woman's grip will turn red, and when the emperor hands over people to the White Lotus Sect, it will be a great event." ”