Yin Xiao drove straight in from the mountain gate, passing by the solemn Buddhist temple, turning a blind eye to the Buddha - he did not believe in the Buddha. If there really was a Buddha in the world, then the Buddha must be blind and not worthy of his belief.
He went to the "blessed place" where he and Song Huiyue had escaped before.
In the blessed land, there was no eminent monk who offered Buddhist verses to everyone he saw, nor was there Song Huiyue who was taking refuge under the bed with him, and there was no King Jin who was messing around with Su Ting outside, making trouble and giving him a chance.
He smashed the wooden board beside the bed with his fist and escaped with Song Huiyue.
Some are just a Zen room that leaks air.
Facing the dragnet brought by Tonghe, he thought that the constraint would be more conducive to his actions. Otherwise, the sky was high and the sea was vast outside, and the spear dance would be uncontrolled. With so many people joining the battle, he would not even have the chance to fight back.
No.
Staying in the meditation room, he can resist longer.
Sitting on the futon, Yinxiao closed his eyes and his ears were extremely clear. The sounds of all things in the world came to him, the slight pressing sound of footsteps on the tiles above his head, the sound of the corners of clothes gently brushing through the woods, the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds.
The hissing sound of the wind, and finally all the sounds converged into a cold and murderous aura, as fast as lightning, and they attacked together, passing through the roof tiles, doors, windows, and wooden boards, forming a dragnet, and heading straight towards the sky.
After one move, these exposed figures retreated suddenly. The noise just now seemed to be an illusion. The people who were originally alarmed fell asleep again, and the imperial army was not alarmed.
Yin Xiao stood in the Zen room, his right hand hanging on his waist, holding the sharp knife steadily, his body as steady as a mountain, blood dripping from his fingers, and slowly flowing into a small piece on his feet.
Did I notice the pain? My skin and flesh lost their intuition at this time and were just a soft shell. As long as my soul dissipated, even if I only had one breath left, I could still fight.
The face of many years is strong and dull, waiting for the coming seventh storm.
While Zhang Rui was having a trapped beast fight with the dead men of the Zhang family, the eight fathers and sons of the Zhang family, Liu Baoqi, were sitting in the Zhaotang, not to listen to the lectures in the Prison Court, but each of them had nothing to think about.
Liu Baoqi and Yin Xiao were sitting opposite each other, while Yue Zhongtai and Zhang Xutang were the guests, sitting on top of the seven people.
The lower you are in a position, the more kind you are, because the thoughts in your heart are not a spider web with nowhere to escape, so you have no idea.
When Cheng Qi and Liu Baoqi talked about the situation in the court, they were bluffing and said nothing. When talking about Song Huiyue, Liu Baoqi also laughed, and then said: "Liu Tai's admonition can be tolerated. In order to avenge Wan Moyu, he has been enduring it."
Until now."
Then I smiled at Yin Xiao and said, "Old brother, you have made quite a few enemies."
Yin Xiao cared about my teasing and smiled: "Although there are few enemies, they are all too stupid. But it is Song Huiyue who makes you look up to her with admiration."
Yue Zhongtai sat on his upper hand, forcing himself to keep a wooden face, trying to show a doubtful expression.
I know that Song Huiyue has nothing worth admiring.
Liu Baoqi took a sip of cold tea and said, "Yes, Song Huiyue knew that she could pull that little man back on his horse with her own single-handedness. If the Zhang family fell, it would probably fall by my hands. There would be no party struggle and no imperial power."
Only by taking turns can I see hope."
Since ancient times, the struggle for power at the lowest level has always been related to the common people. Even if a treacherous official with power over the government has fallen, it is definitely not due to justice, but more related to the law.
It is the replacement of rights and the redistribution of interests.
Song Huiyue was not blinded by this veil that blinded the common people. She understood everything and took action until the King of Jin extended a helping hand to me.
Liu Baoqi asked Yinxiao again: "Brother, are you really here for the Dingzhou Tiger Talisman?"
Yin Xiao nodded: "Yes."
Liu Baoqi took out the tiger charm: "So, what do they use in exchange for it?"
There is no inscription underneath the wrong gold tiger talisman: "The talisman of military armor is on the left for the king and on the right for Ding. Anyone who raises an army and is armored must understand the talisman of the king and dare to carry it out."
When the late emperor was still alive, he realized that Dingzhou was the gateway to the country and that the army in Dingzhou was so small that the monarch had no way to control it, so he abandoned the Dingzhou tiger talisman that the emperor and generals used to use and replaced it with ten tiger talisman that only the emperor could issue orders.
Seven-character gold medal. Anyone who wants to use less than 7,000 troops must delay reporting to the Privy Council, and the emperor can issue a seventeen-character gold medal before it can be used.
The tiger talisman is now invalid.
However, the military power in the two palaces was too small and simple. The emperor's transfer was naturally based on words, but among soldiers and generals, they still recognized the tiger talisman.
The Tiger Talisman fell into Liu Baoqi's hands, and he was no longer young. The soldiers and generals guarding Dingzhou are still my soldiers and generals, and they are also the reason why I stand or fall in the Privy Council.
Now that Yinxiao is about to leave half of it, it means that the Zhang family can mobilize Dingzhou's troops and horses. If they come up with enough things in exchange, Liu Baoqi may simply let him go.
Cheng Qi smiled and said: "How about one hundred thousand soldiers and horses, in exchange for the iron coupons of the alchemy book?"
Liu Baoqi's face froze, and he said with a smile but not a smile: "How can you get the thing that founded the country?"
"Although it is, it is still far different." Yin Xiao turned back and glanced at Yue Zhongtai.
Yue Zhongtai knew full well that he would be doing this big-boy thing later on. He took out a sandalwood box two palms wide and one palm low from the front of the chair with a high eyebrow. Before opening it, he took out a roll of yellow paper from the outside.
The yellow paper was heavy and fluttering, but Cheng Qiting did not dare to be careless at all. She was afraid that the yellow paper would be damaged. She was more careful than she was when she carried my son, and brought him all the way to Yinxiao.
Cheng Qi took it in his hand, opened it, spread it under the table, and showed it to Liu Baoqi.
Cheng Qiting lowered her eyes and saw that the yellow paper was the "yellow" paper in the middle school room. Below it were the words of today's heaven. She immediately opened her eyes and looked up.
"The Privy Council Privy Councilor Cheng Qiting... promotes the prestige of your small country... I read the decree of meritorious deeds, and I will always extend my descendants. I will forgive you for four deaths, and eight deaths for your descendants. If you are guilty of regular punishment, you will not be in charge."
It’s something that can be punished.”
Before I read it, my eyes trembled slightly, and then I suppressed the excitement in my heart and said to Yinxiao: "Today, Zhongshu Province locked the courtyard. I heard that the people who have not yet passed the book think that the Holy Majesty's decree is in accordance with the law, so the seal is returned.
The prefix "Your Majesty" means "I wish to write an imperial edict". Everyone speculated that it was true. They even thought that Your Majesty wanted the concubine to be the middle palace. Is it because of that imperial edict?"
Yinxiao nodded: "The first is the imperial edict written by Cisheren. Today, I will paint the royal painting and record it on the yellow line. Xingxingsheren secretly sent it to Shizhong. I haven't read the book to Shizhong yet. The summons will be announced in the morning tomorrow morning."
Cheng Qiting leaned forward and looked at various colorful Buddha statues painted under the Zhaotang bathing well. She stared at those Buddha statues and pondered for a moment, then I said: "There is only one copy of the edict."
Among the seven civil and military governments, no one can take the edict, otherwise the two governments will join forces and the dynasty will change.
Yinxiao nodded: "By virtue of the auspiciousness of the Yellow River, you propose to give me a small pardon from heaven and reward the meritorious officials. It is expected that things will come true."
Liu Baoqi said: "Why did he ask me to reward the Zhang family now?"
Yin Xiao sighed in the strong fragrance of tea: "Tai Jian can discuss the pros and cons of political orders, and can also review and revise edicts. If the Zhang family is awarded a reward, tomorrow Tai Jian will be bumped under the dragon pillar again. I will ask Your Majesty that day.
Should I have a surname of Zhang or Li?"
Liu Baoqi smiled, took apart half of the tiger talisman and pushed it towards Yinxiao: "Without that imperial edict, it is enough. Is it your fault? I still want to ask him, is Your Majesty in good health?"