The original plan was to let Hua Pengfei find out the whereabouts of Da Huan Dan and then attack at night, so Xu Ruyi was not in a hurry, of course, this was also out of trust in him, and trust in the Dongchang waist card that he handed over to him.

Even if he is discovered, the Shaolin monk should not be too embarrassed by him.

In the Shepherd Valley, more than 70 fans from the East Factory are gathering together in twos and threes, eating dry food sauce and meat. I didn't dare to make a fire, after all, it was still a Shaolin realm, for fear of attracting the attention of the monks. Although it is all cold, there is meat and wine, which is already quite a good meal.

Last night's Shaolin battle, a total of 522 people died in Dongchang's fanzi, they must have died, and there were absolutely no prisoners, this is very certain, because each of them had hidden poison between their teeth in advance, and their families also accepted the silver from Dongchang.

Selling money, Xu Ruyi will never deduct it, and anyone who dares to interfere will send it to the Yin Law Division to deal with the black cat. This has become an iron rule in the East Factory, regardless of status.

This is also why these lucky survivors in front of them have a smile on their faces, the tension at the time of killing has gradually passed at this moment, and now they are still alive, of course, it is a happy event, and there is a large amount of silver to take alive, it is even more a great joy.

The purpose of the Shaolin Battle was twofold, one was to promote the absolute opposition between the White Lotus Sect and the three sects and seven factions, and the other was to return the Great Dan.

What the result is now, it will take time to wait, but there is no hurry.

"Wait, when Hua Peng flies out, let's walk around the Demon Knife Gate. Our family said that they would take your son out by the way, so naturally they will not break their promise, so you don't have to worry about this. The emperor's side of our family has also already said hello, and there is plenty of time, and we are not in a hurry to return to Beijing. ”

Xu Ruyi sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, looking at Fang Tianyou's frowning appearance, thinking that he was missing his son.

Fang Tianyou nodded, and shook his head again: "Lord Xie is worried, and his subordinates are just a little emotional." ”

"Emotion?" Xu Ruyi said strangely.

"A few years ago, his subordinates were just a small owner near the left side of the capital, but a few years later, he personally killed the head of the Kongtong faction in the Shaolin Temple, and I always feel... Fang Tianyou thought about it and found a suitable word to describe: "Unreal." ”

"Huh. Xu Ruyi smiled: "Only by standing tall can you see far." The old man's words always make sense. An iron four-sea, who speaks more nicely, is the head of the Kongtong faction among the three sects and seven factions, and his words are ugly, and he is just a gangster leader with a better kung fu and a louder reputation. Follow our family, what is it to kill a martial artist. ”

Speaking of this, Xu Ruyi turned his head to look at Nangong Caiyun: "Look at Nangong, you killed Murong Qing, and now you are still eating cakes with taste, so you are not as unproductive as you." ”

Not far away, Nangong Caiyun seemed to hear something, looked up at the two of them, and didn't say anything.

At this moment, far away, Hua Pengfei rushed towards this side with a big bald head.

It seems that there is something different, Xu Ruyi looked at Hua Pengfei, his appearance has not changed, but his temperament seems to be a little different, a feeling that is difficult to describe, or should it be called self-confidence?

"Waited, right?"

"It's okay," Xu Ruyi nodded: "Got it?"

"Got it. Hua Pengfei took out a black-brown ping-pong ball-sized pill from his arms, but as a pill, it was not small.

Xu Ruyi stretched out his hand to pick up the big pill, raised it and looked at the sun with one eye, it was nothing special, the texture was still a little hard, and those who ate it were estimated to choke half to death.

"Hey. Hua Pengfei hesitated, glanced at Xu Ruyi, and the two came to stand under a sycamore on the side.

"What's wrong?"

"I met a guy ... ”

。。。。。。

Sima Qian said in "Historical Records - Report to Shaoqing": "People are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao." ”

This sentence emphasizes the impact of one's status after death.

Some people have died, like grass and trees, silently, while others have died, and the impact and significance of the death of others are immeasurable.

Two or three thousand people died overnight on Shaomu Mountain, thousands of miles away, and the news of the death of Huang Yuanwai in Fenyi, Jiangxi Province, reached the capital.

The chaos in Shaolin subsided, but a storm was brewing in the court.

This person's nickname is Huang Xuan. It's a very common name, but the surname is a little special, the yellow of red, orange, yellow and green, and it is also the yellow of Huang Zicheng. He is not a character in his own right, but his death is unusual.

In the early dynasty, the envoy carried the emperor's decree, and rode towards the land of Jingxiang, and before he ran twenty miles in high spirits, someone came behind him on a horse of thousands of miles and stopped him again.

Mandarin Palace

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Huang Zicheng finally sought the support of Zhu Yunwen, suppressed the opposition of the ministers, and pushed his "seamless" policy of cutting the feudal domain into the implementation stage, but when the messengers were out of the city, his father died.

"It's not the right time to die. Huang Zicheng scolded in his heart.

He doesn't have a good relationship with his father, he is a scholar who believes in Confucianism, and his father is just a talented man. To paraphrase modern terms, Huang Zicheng is a typical phoenix man.

has lived in the court for a long time, dancing and making fashions, and his father's thoughts and perceptions are completely different.

Huang Xuan is famous for his son, and his son Huang Zicheng's reputation as "emperor" is in the limelight in the local area for a while. There is no official position, but even if the local prefect sees him, he must politely call Huang Gong, and there is also etiquette for the New Year's holidays. Huang Zicheng knows all about this, but he is helpless, after all, this is his biological father, and the book has never taught him the principles and methods of training his father with his son.

What's more, the Ming Dynasty rules the world with filial piety, if he has a reputation for unfilial piety, then his life will be over. So for his old man, Huang Zicheng's attitude can be summed up in one sentence: "What's wrong with love, just don't make trouble for me." ”

Huang Xuan knew that his son didn't want to see him, so he also had a tacit understanding to be his "Huang Yuanwai" in his hometown.

has always been peaceful, but I didn't expect the news of Huang Yuanwai's death to come at this most critical time.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, when the father dies, the son should be filial piety for three years. Huang Zicheng is the chief planner of the entire strategy of cutting the domain, if he leaves, then the next response to the vassal king, the military and political arrangements will be out of proportion. Can you let him go back to his hometown to keep filial piety? There is no precedent for the word revenge in the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yunwen does not want to break this example, and Huang Zicheng does not dare to break this example, after all, the reputation of contemporary Confucianism is the foundation of his life.

"Otherwise, just wait. After being silent for a long time, Zhu Yunwen hesitated and opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty. Huang Zicheng's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My father's body has always been healthy, but suddenly the news of his death came, and it was at this time, and the old minister thought that there might be another article in it." ”

"Another article?" Zhu Yunwen frowned: "Huang Qing's family thinks that someone is harming?"

The old minister didn't know, the words in the letter were unknown, and the old minister was only suspicious. ”

Some of the words stopped at the point, and Huang Zicheng did not continue. settled down, and then sighed as if resigned to his fate, and slowly spoke: "No matter what, the old minister is afraid that he will leave His Majesty this time, and if he wants to come back, it will be three years later." There are some things that the old minister still wants to say before leaving.

If the feudal towns are not cut, the world is unstable. I believe that Your Majesty also understands. But when to cut it, and how to cut it, the old minister has made it clear to His Majesty these days, and it is still the same sentence, small and big, easy and difficult. Among them, there is always a day when soldiers meet each other and see each other in poverty, and the biggest rebellion is none other than Zhu Di, the king of Yan in Beiping.

The imperial court will have a wide range of soldiers, and if the small domain goes again, unless there is a big mistake, the odds of victory should be ten out of ten. But then the old minister went, and the vassal king would have some reactions, some of the old ministers took it into account, and some did not, and it depends on His Majesty's choice. It's just that for now, the matter of cutting the feudal domain has to be postponed.

After all, as soon as the old minister is gone, there will be some chaos in the personnel transfer between the DPRK and China. It's just that the old minister wants to recommend someone to His Majesty. ”

"Who?"

"Huang Guan. Huang Zicheng said solemnly: "Huang Guan, the champion of the North List in the North and South List cases that year. ”

"It's him. Listening to Huang Zicheng talk about the North and South list case, Zhu Yunwen vaguely had some impressions.

"Your Majesty," Huang Zicheng said again: "Huang Guan is a great talent, and he has a deep relationship with the old minister. If His Majesty really has the heart to act with the old minister's strategy, after the old minister goes, he may wish to ask him for advice. ”

Staying is already a luxury, so it is better to leave a seed before leaving. In the end, Huang Zicheng has a deep understanding of Zhu Yunwen's character, and it can be summed up in four words: "Indecisive." ”

As soon as he goes, if the traitor says a few words, his hard work will definitely be wasted, but he has no choice, do his best, and listen to the destiny of heaven.

When leaving the Wenhua Palace, Huang Zicheng subconsciously glanced at the direction of Dongchang, and he always felt that his father's death should be inseparable from him. But he has no evidence, no investigative power, no speculation that can't be confirmed, and no bullshit.

How many days can you wait in Beijing, and the drama of three invitations and three rejections always has to go through the motions, I hope that in this short period of time, Jinyiwei can find out some good news?

Although the door of the palace is wide open, there is still some darkness in the Wenhua Palace.

Liu Xi held a cup of sweetened tea with sugar in front of Zhu Yunwen, and the sound of the teacup falling interrupted Zhu Yunwen's contemplation.

"Liu Xi. Zhu Yunwen raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Xi, and asked faintly: "You have heard what Huang Qing's family said, what do you think?"

Liu Xi thought for a while and replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the slave doesn't know much, what she said is right or not, please forgive your majesty." ”

"You are not guilty. Zhu Yunwen waved his hand, his voice a little irritable.

"Your Majesty. Liu Xi said: "The death of Huang Qing's old father is nothing more than two possibilities, someone harmed him, or he died a good death." If someone harms someone, what is the purpose, the slave and maid can't guess, but if it is the end of life, then... ”

"How?"

"Providence, perhaps?"

"Providence?" Zhu Yunwen glanced at Liu Xi thoughtfully, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and then put it down: "Liu Xi." ”

"The slave is here. ”

"Go and call me the ten thousand immortals... Forget it, I'd better go and see him in person. Zhu Yunwen got up and walked outside the palace.

"Let's drive~" Liu Xi sang sharply, and after a while, the emperor's imperial chariot headed in the direction of the Daoji Palace.

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The ten thousand Taoist leaders in Zhu Yunwen's mouth, the Taoist number Wan Congxin, was originally the real person in charge of the Quanzhen School of Zhongnan Mountain. Back then, like Shao Yuanjie, he was summoned to the palace at the behest of Zhu Yuanzhang. The difference is that Shao Yuanjie angered Zhu Yuanzhang and was trapped in the former Korean mansion for a super soul, while Wan Congxin was left by Zhu Yuanzhang because he practiced a "elixir" and respected as an offering.

Zhu Yuanzhang died, but Wan Congxin's status in the palace is still flourishing, and the saint has not diminished in the slightest.

This is probably the nature of a creature like the emperor, everyone who becomes an emperor wants to live forever, and Zhu Yunwen is no exception. And if you want to live forever, you can't do without the Taoist elixir, Wan Congxin's ability has been recognized by Zhu Yuanzhang, so Zhu Yunwen has no doubts at all. With this momentum, Wan Congxin has changed from a Taoist priest of alchemy to the chief of ten thousand immortals in Zhu Yunwen's mouth.

Doji Hall

Wan Congxin tied his hair in a bun, wore a blue and blue mixed yuan hat, wore a blue and blue gossip robe, tied a silk silk around his waist, white socks and black shoes, closed his eyes and chanted a mantra, and chanted words at the huge copper Dan furnace that was more than one person tall.

Without any notice, Zhu Yunwen took Liu Xi and quietly walked into the hall, Wan Congxin closed his eyes and didn't notice, and the Taoist boys who were waiting around also turned a blind eye. Zhu Yunwen didn't think it was insulting, and stood behind Wan Congxin and waited silently.

At this time, it took more than half an hour of effort, and when there was a crisp sound of gold and iron striking in the furnace, Wan Congxin opened his eyes: "The Dan embryo has been completed, and in the next forty-nine days, the fire is not a pity, the meridian cannot be stopped, and the heart must not be insincere, can you remember and understand?"

"Yes, Master. A few small Taoist children around the Dan furnace replied, and then sat down cross-legged according to their positions, chanting and reciting mantras.

Wan Congxin nodded with satisfaction, then turned his head, and saw Zhu Yunwen and Liu Xi standing behind him, he was not surprised, but only saluted indifferently: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Your Majesty is coming to the Daoji Palace, but there is something to inquire?"

"Immortal Chief. Zhu Yunwen smiled and said, "I don't know what to do, and I want to ask the immortal chief for advice." ”

"Your Majesty, but it doesn't hurt to say it, and the poor Tao knows everything. ”

"What is providence?"

"Providence?" Wan Congxin looked at Zhu Yunwen with a slightly surprised look in his eyes: "The will of Heaven has no cause and no effect, and it is difficult to guess. Your Majesty, but what is there in your heart that you are hesitant about?"

"Yes. Zhu Yunwen nodded: "The DPRK is the closest... ”

Wan Congxin raised his hand to stop Zhu Yunwen's words: "Your Majesty, outsiders don't ask the court, this is the rule." Your Majesty has doubts in your heart, and the poor road is trying to solve your Majesty's doubts. Your Majesty, please come here. ”

Wan stretched out his hand in his heart, and then turned around and walked towards the side hall.