"You said it right. Maybe something really happened when we didn't know it." The middle-aged businessman said in a pondering manner.
"Sir, the city is now heavily guarded and there are many secret spies. If you continue to investigate, you may cause trouble..." The yellow-faced man said quickly.
The middle-aged businessman nodded: "This matter is important, please show me. If the King of Chu does not appear in a few days, it will not be too late to find out again. However, this letter must be sent out. You cannot send it in this city. Tomorrow you leave the city and ten miles away from Jinling. Do you understand if you write a letter back?"
The middle-aged businessman was an openly businessman, but in fact he was a small leader. He was ordered to do business near Jinling and spread the news back to his hometown from time to time.
Now that I find this important situation, I still have to send it out.
"I understand! Please rest assured, I will do this!" the yellow-faced man said quickly.
The two of them said a few more words, and the middle-aged businessman quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The yellow-faced man looked at his back for a while, and returned to the room with a serious expression. When he came in, the incense medicine had not yet passed, and the woman lying on the bed collapsed, slept very heavily.
Seeing that the concubine had not yet woken up, the man lay down again and continued to rest, but he could not sleep.
A few years ago, he was half-threatened and half-interested and turned into a spy. In recent years, he has made some money. However, it was okay at the beginning. Now that the King of Chu is getting stronger and stronger, he gradually regrets it.
If the King of Chu unified the world, he would be a rat crossing the street!
At the same time, several places in Jinling City were all similar scenes.
The Chu State has strict population control, and some detailed works are mixed, which is inevitable.
Jinling City is the capital of Chu State, with strict vigilance, but most of them are traders. Under the prosperous scenery, it is inevitable that one or two flaws will be covered.
The incident of Wang Hongyi's coma was not known to outsiders, but some keen people still smelled some strange smells. The news gradually spread and undercurrents in the city were surging.
Wanqing Temple is just outside the city, only two miles away from the city.
The view inside was originally a ruined Taoist temple. Later, the Hidden Sect made many achievements, so Wang Hongyi gave this view to the Hidden Sect.
After two years of operation, this view has been rebuilt.
There are twenty acres of temples in this temple, and all of them are planted with peach blossoms. Therefore, the locals call it the Peach Blossom Temple, and there are 200 acres of temple fields outside, which are all rewarded.
The master of the temple is a person from the Hidden Sect, with the Taoist name "Qingxu". Qingxu's essence studied Taoist techniques, but did not show his sharpness. It was no different from ordinary people. Except for the Thirteen Sessions, from the Yin of Jinling to the residents of the shabby alleys, they all knew that this Taoist priest could be medical skills and was a Taoist priest who did good deeds and medicines, and they did not know that he was a true practitioner.
At this moment, during the observation, I was doing evening classes, with bells and chimes ding, and more than a dozen Taoist priests sat cross-legged and chanting scriptures.
At this time, Tongxuan came in.
When Qingxu saw him, he didn't say anything at first. Seeing that more than a dozen pilgrims were burning incense in front of the statue in front of him, he stepped forward and bowed to the statue first, saying, "It's all good luck now, but it's night, and it's cold and the earth is freezing. Please come back!"
After hearing this, the pilgrims kowtowed to the statue of God and dispersed.
Qingxu ordered the Taoist priests again: "Go back to your room and sit quietly and practice!"
The Taoist priests dispersed, and in the back hall, Qingxu and Tongxuan were sitting on the cushion. Both of them did not speak, and practiced quietly, and gradually the body was filled with clear light.
"Uncle Qingxu, what do you think about this?" Tongxuan said after a long time: "It's the fifth day of the lunar month today."
Qingxu then slowly opened his eyes and sighed: "Yang is burning with fire, Yin is soft with water. My Taoist sect is actually far less deep than the two foundations of Confucianism and Fanism, so it is because of water to use Taoism to retain Taoism."
"I didn't agree with participating in the dragon battle. To know that even if this world is considered to be mysterious, even if it has a temporary effect and is contrary to the times, it will be difficult to achieve success or even a disaster."
Tongxuan didn't say anything after hearing this. This uncle was a famous Qing Cultivation School in the sect. He didn't expect to be here and refused to speak. After a while, he smiled and said, "But all things are born in nature. Fish jumped and eagle fly. If you don't make progress, how can you help you? The fire of stars can still be combustible. If you don't have this spark, how can you get the foundation? It's not advisable to be weak."
Speaking of this, he said again: "I don't know the truth from my uncle. It's just that this matter is related to my luck. You always have to give me an opinion, right?"
Qingxu pondered for a moment before saying, "This is the appearance of a fish jumping from the dragon gate. In the past, the sea will be wide open, but it will be a death, the country will be destroyed, and the way will be opened for Allah."
"Although this is the case, the foundation of Chu State has been established after all. Even if it is about to perish, it will not be possible that a real dragon may emerge from the country of Chu within a few years. Therefore, it is actually not very risky to our sect."
Tongxuan understood this meaning, even if the King of Chu collapsed, the king had already established himself, which was not a big rebellion, and it was not a major blow to the Hidden Sect's energy, so now I am watching.
Tong Xuan bowed for a while and was about to say something. At this moment, the two of them were so excited that they looked in one direction at the same time.
At this moment, for them, the whole world seemed to have disappeared, and only a sun slowly rose.
After a moment, the entire Jinling lit up, the sky was covered with red clouds, and the earth was dyed red.
This strange phenomenon only took a moment and slowly faded. Everything in the temple returned to normal. Tongxuan couldn't help but breathe heavily, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
Tongxuan knew that everything just now was not something that ordinary people could see, but it was not an illusion.
At this moment, Qingxu shook his head and sighed: "The red sun rises, shines on the earth, the saint is in power, and his ghosts are not gods. This is the appearance of the true dragon, and his energy is determined."
Tongxuan shuddered when he heard this.
Imperial Palace.Imperial Study Room
"The King is awake!" Wang Hongyi just woke up and heard screams. Without reporting, a group of people flocked to him.
Wang Hongyi opened his eyes, but was stunned. It turned out that the queen and the imperial concubine were both there. Seeing him awake, he rushed over, his eyes were like a swollen crying.
After being happy, seeing that Wang Hongyi was about to struggle to get up, the queen bent slightly and said, "My Lord, you are awake."
But the imperial concubine had to kneel down and bow down to salute.
"You don't have to be too polite. How many days have I been fainting?" Wang Hongyi asked.
Song Xinyou secretly wiped her tears and said, "It's the sixth day, and the Empress Dowager has gone to the ancestral temple to kowtow to the king and ask for blessings. We two are here to serve us."
As he said that, he personally made two pillows for Wang Hongyi to cushion.
Wang Hongyi said, "It's okay if you are alone, don't worry, you're sitting and talking."
The queen smiled faintly and said, "It's too late. The king has only served some rice soup these days, and isn't he serving the meal?"
"Yes, I'll do it myself!" Zhao Wan gave a blessed gift, glanced at Wang Hongyi, and went out to give instructions in person.
The queen hurriedly ordered: "Light the incense of peace and the fire in the basin is stronger!"
Wang Hongyi also felt extremely hungry, so he listened to the queen saying, "You only consumed some rice porridge in seven days. You have a bad appetite and are so greasy..."
As he said that, the imperial concubine Zhao Wan came in and personally carried a plate with a bowl of yellow rice porridge and a small plate of shredded pickles. The queen stopped and smiled.
Wang Hongyi came over and started to move. He drank two bowls of porridge in one go, but he was still unsatisfied.
The queen refused to use it: "Your Majesty, you can only drink these. I will take a little more millet porridge tomorrow. I will take a little more time to hurt my appetite and my body."
After two bowls of porridge were gone, Wang Hongyi felt relieved. He lay down and asked, "I was in a coma for seven days. Is there anything wrong?"
"The big thing has not happened yet." The queen said the situation.
Wang Hongyi's eyes were bright when he heard this, and he didn't speak for a while, as if he was meditating and thinking.
At this time, I watched my big tripod.
I saw that the cauldron was different from usual, with countless mysterious patterns on it. It looked sacred and simple, and the vague idea of ​​world rejection had been completely eliminated.
The purple air in the cauldron was rolling, overflowing, and a trace of white air had appeared.
This white air looks the same as the white air of the common people, but no one who really sees it will think it is the same. Its color is pure white, translucent, pure and precious, with only a little bit of it, and it seems to have the power to suppress the universe.
The white character plus the king is the emperor. This white aura exudes endless majesty, but it is the imperial aura.
"It's finally born." Wang Hongyi sighed in his heart.
This is a true pure yang number composed of the seven colors of black, white, red, yellow, green, and purple, and the seven colors of the sun are different and the same, and are gathered.
You should know that all the magic powers of practitioners and the luck of officials are essentially the same. To achieve this white imperial energy is equivalent to obtaining the highest position. As long as the imperial energy does not dissipate, all laws will not invade.
However, in ancient times, even a monarch could hardly have this white energy. Once the country was a little weak, it might degenerate into a purple energy.
Wang Hongyi thought in his heart, but said, "Thank you for your hard work, pass on the news of the lonely waking up to the Queen Mother and the cabinet ministers so that they don't have to worry."
"As for ascending the throne, since it has been delayed, I will simply choose a new good day and don't need to go into battle tomorrow. I wake up one day earlier and one day later, it doesn't matter."
"Yes, the king!" Hearing this, the queen felt at ease and responded.
Jinling. Zhangfu
After Zhang Youzhi returned home, he was reading a book in a daze, just in a daze.
His wife is Lin. She wanted to ask several times, but she swallowed it back. By the way, she was the daughter of Lin Yuan, the Minister of Rites. She had a very good family education. She was very satisfied with marrying this husband.
But in the past few days, my husband, who was originally handsome and dignified, often got out of sight for some reason and was worried, but he was afraid that it was a political matter and dared not ask.
However, at this time, Zhang Youzhi woke up and sighed: "The congratulatory letter and Ma Yuan are here. I looked at it. They are both knowledgeable, character and skills, but the family is not rich, and Jinling is expensive. You can send someone to send fifty taels of silver for each person. Don't learn to be stingy. This is the one who teaches the prince!"
Lin agreed and said, "I know this, he is a real scholar!"
As the couple was talking, a servant ran in: "Eunuch Qian has issued an order!"
"What is the will?" Zhang Youyi stood up, hurriedly changed into his official uniform, and his family arranged the case and burned incense.
As soon as he went out, he saw an eunuch coming in and stood south behind the incense table: "Zhang Youzhi listened to the order!"
"My minister Zhang Youzhi, respectfully listen to the sages!"
"Zhang Youzhi, a Grand Secretary of the Secret Palace, works hard and works hard for the king, and is deeply in tune with his own heart. He appreciates the jade Ruyi branch. When he comes to see him in the Ming Dynasty, I admire this!"
"Thank you!"
Zhang Youzhi felt dizzy. Others might not know how to make a fuss. When he rewarded Ruyi, he sent a eunuch to pass the order, and even added a trick to call him "Ming Dynasty Encounter", but Zhang Youzhi knew that this was Wang Hongyi telling the cabinet - I woke up.
Chapter completed!