Compared with these people who took advantage of the fire to rob, some others made Wei Ye more interested.

The deep depression on their bodies seems to be more than ordinary people, but what they say in their mouths and think in their hearts is not quite the same as ordinary people.

It's not so much that they are venting the depression that has been suppressed for many years, but that these people are excited, they are carnival!

"Patriarch Piao Gao is right, Shakya Buddha should abdicate, Maitreya Buddha is in charge of the heavenly plate, the lifeless old lady blesses the emperor's fetus daughter, Yannan and Zhaobei should have great luck!

"Saibei Long came to Liangjiazi, and the Han people should be the son of heaven, Lu Ni Bodhisattva has already predicted, today into the Jinluan Palace, our Mahayana Sect should sit in the world!"

"Beikannan is away from the three incense sticks, Zhu Mingzi is reunited, King Wen is a family, this is the opportunity of our gossip sect, no one wants to snatch it away!"

Ordinary people can't understand a single word of these slogans, but Wei Ye's eyes sank, and he sneered: "The Red Yang Sect handed down by the Piao Gao Dao people, the Western Mahayana Sect founded by Nun Lu, and the Bagua Sect of the Wenxiang Sect, these remnants of the White Lotus Sect and the predecessor of the Boxer Fist have been cleaned up by the Kang Yongqian Dynasty like weeding many times, and the result is that the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows again!"

The immortal warlock sat crookedly on the Ziyun Descending Car and watched the present and talked about the past, but at this moment, there was no one around him who could make fun, fill up the guest, and pretend to be funny.

Whether it is Liu Hezhen's husband and wife, or his disciples and students, they have all been ordered to scatter out at this moment, centering on the front gate of the capital, and suppressing the rioters who are making trouble everywhere. Even if they were still in front of them, they didn't know as much about these secret sects in the rivers and lakes as they did about them here.

Only Li Daxiong, who pulled the cart for Wei Ye, knew that his lord had no hobbies, but when he talked about these side knowledge, it was like a surging river.

He reluctantly turned his head, and did his best to put on the bear's face a look of great curiosity, trying to play the role of this loyal listener. However, Wei Ye didn't look at him, just waved his hand and said: "Don't be stunned, go around this city, Ming'er will rush to Baoding early in the morning, the Yanjing scenery when the dynasty collapsed, but you can't see it if you want to." ”

The immortal warlock commanded, and Li Daxiong didn't dare to disobey, so he had to pull the Ziyun Descending True Car, stepping on the newly sprinkled blood on the ground, and stepped forward.

In all fairness, these characters who were stimulated and hurriedly jumped out were just the most shallow minions and lackeys of these secret sects in the Northland. In the peaceful years, they were the way-finding stones to test the bottom line of the government, and they were the cannon fodder to realize the ambitions of the sect leader.

If you just believe in those nonsense that you will become a Buddha by hunger strike and take medicine to cure your illness, you will be just dying at home. But once the incense was burned and the begging began, the brain almost became a field for others to run horses, holding a few canons made up nonsense, blocking the fool at the entrance of the yamen and claiming that "the leader of this sect is a living immortal personally sealed by the former Ming Emperor", and the Kangxi Dynasty alone cut down several of them. As for those venerable and senior brothers in the name of "Third Prince Zhu" and "Daming Clan," how can they care about any anti-Qing causes? Squeezing out the last few drops of oil from the poor bones is where the value of everyone's life lies.

The Ziyun descending car ran over a group of characters with gossip red turbans wrapped in their heads, Wei Ye tore off the gossip flag with his hand, and said with emotion: "Since the Kangxi Dynasty, the Bagua Sect has been swaggering and deceiving everywhere under the banner of Zhu Ming, but when did this Bagua Sect really want to rebel? The Bagua Sect's lesson plans were done one after another, and the result was that the senior brothers of the Bagua Sect accumulated more and more money, and they all hung up thousands of cards. The Hongyang Sect called out to the heavens and the earth that 'the Ziwei sage descended to earth, and the old Buddha Maitreya was born', saying that 'the catastrophe is coming, change for good', but these gods invaded the land and did it more skillfully than Zhou Papi...... This country that already smells of decay is like a piece of rotten wood, and these orders are the mycelium that parasitizes the wood. No matter how strict the cleaning campaign is, it is just to remove the mushrooms that grow on the outside, and the mycelium inside will continue to emerge as long as it rains. ”

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock's palm spit out the flames, and the gossip flag suddenly burned.

Wei Ye pinched the burning banner and just shook his head: "Murong Ge's power base will only be integrated with those sect forces on the rivers and lakes, and the basic plate of the Daohai Sect still has to start from these Taoist temples, Buddhist temples, incense halls, and altars. Even if Wei and Murong Ge are here, barely setting up a two-party joint co-governance framework, in their bones, this is just a church disguised as a party and a gang pretending to be a political party - this picture is really beautiful, the standard Republic of China model!"

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Early in the morning, Qianlong's prisoner car was already on standby in front of the south gate of the imperial city, which was originally called "Chengtianmen".

Qianlong, who had all the clothes of the court, was locked in the prisoner car, and behind him, there were more than a dozen prisoner cars, locked He Shen, Fukangan, and a few princes, Baylor, and Eight Banners nobles who couldn't bear to die for a while.

As for the Han officials, except for a group of Siku Pavilion ministers headed by Ji Yun, none of the remaining characters remained.

Wei Ye and Murong Parrot stood side by side in front of Qianlong, and at this time they still had the heart to say a few jokes: "Speaking of which, the loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty are much stronger than those of the former Ming Dynasty." When King Li Chuang entered Beijing, Chongzhen wanted to move the capital to Nanjiao, but he was nailed to death in Yanjing by the righteous men and gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty in the name of righteousness. On the day the city was broken, the city was full of nobles and high-ranking officials, with no one to escort them, and only one eunuch accompanied them, who hanged the coal mountain. As for the gentlemen of the Chongzhen Dynasty of the Zhongzheng Ying Dynasty, they just greeted the army first, and then the Manchurians, and also troubled the perfect old man of the Aixin Jueluo family in front of us, who specially repaired a second minister to summarize the gains and losses of the rise and fall, and trace the past and the present, which really made Wei sigh. ”

Murong Parrot smiled sympathetically, and then said: "Where is this prosperous era of Qianlong comparable to the last days of Chongzhen? Ji Da Tobacco Bag is being ordered to revise the "Excerpt of the Martyrdom of the Ministers of the Qianlong Dynasty" in the Siku Pavilion, and the characters who have been reported now, from the first grade to the seventh grade, I estimate that there are almost one thousand eight hundred, right? It is stronger than the appearance of two or three kittens in the "Martyrdom of the Chongzhen Dynasty"!"

They are full of malicious jokes here, although Qianlong fell into the hands of the enemy, life and death are involuntary, but in his decades of imperial career, the fierceness of being the last male lord of the Qing Dynasty has not been lost.

He looked coldly at the two young men dressed in Taoist clothes in front of him, and finally sneered: "Although I am weak, God has condemned my sins and lost my country." However, the number of Qing Qi is still there, and the artifact of a country is extremely heavy, and it is not something that those of you who are the pioneers of the king can imagine. Do you think that if you succeed in one fell swoop, you will be able to sit back and relax and be crowned with yellow robes, and at worst, you will also be crowned king of the earth? What a big mistake, the elite of the Qing Dynasty is outside, and the governors of various places still occupy the vital places! And you, although you know the demon law and have a group of masters of the rivers and lakes as their minions, how can the scholars of the world be convinced by a group of Taoist priests? The local officials can be diligent at any time, and they can even borrow troops from the Eight Banners of Mongolia and support the clan! Even if the world is disturbed by you for a while, it is just a matter of hand, and it is not even a rebellion in Anshi. Daqing, you can't die!"

Qianlong said it righteously and strictly, and he felt that every sentence was closely linked to the four words "Tianli and people's hearts", as if they were knocked on the hearts of the two anti-thief leaders: "The two of you, one is a cultivator, and the other is still my Qing clan, for the sake of your own delusion of power and fame and meritorious deeds, you have done this rebellious act that has never been seen in history, and you don't care about the things behind you, you don't care about the safety of your relatives, and you don't care about the people of the world. Wait, you are trapped in turmoil, and the future will be full of history, and you will not be able to escape the name of a thief!"

Wei Ye patiently listened to Qianlong's long paragraph, glanced at Murong Yu and said, "Your relative is not bad, Murong Gee, what do you think?"

"The grade of the ten perfect old people is almost at this level. After all, his vision is only confined to this boundary from Tunguska in the north to Hainan Island in the south. To advance 1,800 years in advance, this vision is still outstanding in the emperor's profession. But at this point, his insight is not as good as that of the Sultan of Ottoman Turkey, so what else can he say?"

Wei Ye nodded and continued: "But this person who sees things is not wrong, he beheaded with a sword, and even served the center of the Great Qing Dynasty. But even if we create a situation of 'clearing the deer', this scene of 'the world chasing it together' is not good-looking. Murong Ge, according to your opinion, who should take the initiative to jump out next?"

Murong Parrot snorted, stretched out his hand and compared: "Today's local governors, in addition to making money, are good at making money, but they are all guys who play Tai Chi in handling things. The governor of Liangguang, Bayansan, is a fool who made his fortune by tying up Qianlong, and the governor of Huguang, Shu Chang, is an old slippery head, and as for Li Shiyao and others, they have lost their sharpness and patronize themselves to make benefits. If there are no figures of sufficient weight to stand up and count on them to be diligent? These old oilmen of officialdom are self-contained and wait and see, and they are about the same!"

When these words came out, Qianlong's face suddenly darkened by more than half.

Wei Ye didn't understand the mental health of this perfect old man at all, and made up for it with a smile: "Although He Shen and Zhongtang are very favored by our Qianlong Lafayette, after all, they are fortunate to be entered, and their prestige is insufficient, even if He Zhongtang escapes from Yanjing this time, there is no need to worry." Now there are only two people who can raise their arms and respond to the ministers, one is our grandfather Fu, who has made great achievements. He has a lot of prestige in the army, and there are many generals and commanders from all walks of life who can listen to his orders. It's a pity that Grandpa Fu has fallen into our hands. The other is Agui Zhongtang, who is now ordered to repair the river embankment outside, this is also from the army, in the officialdom of such a cat, three dogs and four in the Qianlong Dynasty, he can still talk about integrity, if you want to call on the world to supervise and care for the king of Qin, then it can only be this one. ”

Murong Parrot shook his head and said: "It's a pity, Ah Gui hasn't led troops for decades, even if he calls on King Qin, those old slippery heads who have become governors can still really fight for him? ”

Wei Ye coldly intercepted his words: "If Ah Gui is really mad and picks up the entrance of the garden, then Wei Mou will punish the people of the Eight Banners and others with the people of the Qing court in the world, and seek justice for the unjust souls in the Yellow Flood Area." ”

Speaking of this, the immortal warlock couldn't help but glance at Qianlong, Rao is perfect old man has always been the male lord of Weifu for his own use, and his heart couldn't help jumping, but he barely held on to his own shelf, and forced himself to defend: "Don't you have to guess, how can Ah Gui be such a madman?"

Speaking of this, there was no need for everyone to continue to talk deeply, Wei Ye and Murong Parrot bowed to each other slightly, and then those who should get on the car got on the car, and those who should get on the horse got on the horse.

However, the conversation between these two people clearly reached the ears of these Qing nobles who were prisoners.

I thought it was just a reckless person in the rivers and lakes who were crazy, but whether it was He Shen, Fukangan, or those noble princes, listening to the discussion between the two, they were like a hand-in-the-palm view of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military and local officials' acting style. Even the resumes and temperaments of these big men have been mastered to the smallest detail.

Don't say that they are ordinary Jianghu people, even those magistrates in Daozhou and counties, and there are few people whose vision can go outside a province. Such a view of the overall situation did not come out of the mouths of important ministers who had been in the center for a long time, but from the mouths of the two traitor leaders.

Even if these two people can't usurp things like the Sima family, from this point of view, at least they are first-class figures of Cao Pu and Dong Zhuo, and they are actually born in this generation, specially used to disturb the Qing Dynasty!

No, it's okay to change his name to Murong Parrot, but he is also from the country, and he still has the blood of the Aixin Jueluo family in his body. That Wei Daoshi, where is he worthy of being compared with Dong Zhuo? It's just An Lushan of the Qing Dynasty!

Wei Ye saw this subtext in the eyes of these characters, and he didn't bother to argue about anything, just snorted coldly: "Dong Zhuo, An Lushan...... No matter how fat you are, Lao Dong still dies on my sword!"

This little emotion was suppressed by Wei Ye in a blink of an eye, and then nodded to Liu Hezhen and his wife, who were respectfully seeing off under the Ziyun Zhenzhen car: "Old Master Liu, the virtuous couple and everyone from the Red Flower Society, please stay in Yanjing for the time being to prevent chaos." Wei and Murong went to Baoding, and they would be directly subordinate to the governor for a while. ”

In front of him, not only Liu Hezhen and his wife were respectful, but even the Red Flower Society heroes who had just been released from the prison also bowed their heads and saluted, not daring to have the slightest objection.

Although the Red Flower Society lost a chief helmsman, but in exchange for the Manchu Qing relatives and nobles almost wiped out, what else is there to talk about in front of this deed that they can't even think of in their dreams?