The sun rises and the moon sets, and the years fly by.
In the 20th year of Kangping, under the governance of Emperor Kangping, Dafeng had transformed from the devastated and troubled times into a prosperous and great country where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
When it comes to Emperor Kangping, people's comments are mixed. The nobles of the aristocratic families feared him more than they respected him, because during his twenty years as emperor, most of the national policies he set were beneficial to the middle class and poor families. This is tantamount to
The interests of noble families were harmed, so they were naturally dissatisfied. However, Emperor Kangping was not a soft-spoken man. He used tough methods. He dared to weaken the family and also dared to confront the family.
And he has this confidence, all because he has the support of Dafeng's millions of heroes. Yes, Emperor Kangping is the only one since the founding of Dafeng who does not have complete control of the military power, but can direct the armies in all areas of Dafeng.
There are emperors everywhere. It is true that nobles and nobles are giants, but do they dare to compete with millions of soldiers?
Because of this, although the nobles of the family were dissatisfied, they did not dare to arbitrarily confront the imperial power. Emperor Kangping was able to flex his muscles and govern Dafeng in an orderly manner, making it a great country that was visited by hundreds of nations.
He was strong in government but loved the people, so he was naturally loved by the people and hoped that such a good emperor would live forever.
However, there are always times when things go against your wishes.
In the late autumn of October of the 20th year of Kangping, Emperor Kangping became seriously ill, and Dafeng once again ushered in the moment when the dynasty was about to change.
In fact, many distinguished families were looking forward to this, because after Emperor Kangping ascended the throne, he refused to draft the draft on the grounds of observing filial piety. Later, after the period of filial piety had passed, he refused due to busy state affairs, poor health, and lack of energy.
Refuse to choose.
When the prince reached the age of fifteen, he immediately appointed the prince's concubine and two beauties. When the prince got married on his sixteenth birthday, he announced that he would never be drafted, so his harem consisted of a deceased woman.
Queen Jingmin, two childless concubines.
In fact, the courtiers had already guessed that Emperor Kangping was dedicated to governing the country and would never bother with the love of his children, so he had already tried hard to have a girl.
If Emperor Kangping doesn't want to have a harem, then the prince will do it. When the prince gets married, he has one concubine and two concubines, and later the emperor's grandson is born, and new people enter the east palace, they feel relieved.
It’s fine if the prince doesn’t imitate his father.
At present, Emperor Kangping is about to go on a grand tour. On the surface, everyone is feeling sad, but in fact, it is hard to say how many people are secretly happy in their hearts.
Teng Zhao also appeared in the palace. He came specially to see off Emperor Kang Ping and pick up his destined apprentice.
Although Emperor Kangping has been on the throne for twenty years, he has not yet reached the age of knowing his destiny. This is just because his vitality was damaged during the war between evil spirits. Although he has been carefully recuperated in these years, in the end he has damaged his roots and has been busy with state affairs.
In terms of life span, it is naturally not long.
Emperor Kang Ping himself had already known this. He acted very calmly about the upcoming great success, and even laughed when he saw Teng Zhao.
"It's a great blessing that you can give me a ride." Emperor Kang Ping, who looked older than his actual age, was very happy.
Teng Zhao handed over a jade bottle and said: "This ginseng pill is made from thousand-year-old ginseng, and it can also extend your life for one year."
Emperor Kangping was startled, and then shook his head: "No, I know my body best and I can't bear it anymore. I have been the emperor for twenty years, and Dafeng is now prosperous and peaceful. It can be regarded as worthy of your master's trust back then.
She has lived up to the fact that she formed such a powerful team for this world."
Back then, Qin Liuxi approached him and offered him a fortune. He accepted it, and within a few years he became the master of the country. There was no trace of sloppiness. It was indeed a fortune, but she also said that this wealth was actually
There was a big hole and it was a mess.
The fact is as she said, this wealth is leaking. In the first few years, he was trembling with fear, not only learning how to govern the country, but also thinking about how to revitalize the business. It can be said that he worked hard and worried.
Without it, just to live up to Qin Liuxi's trust.
Yes, he figured it out later. Rather than saying that Qin Liuxi gave this wealth to him, it would be better to say that she entrusted the world to him. Otherwise, there would be so many people for her to choose from, why?
Is it him?
Fortunately, he lived up to that person's trust.
He can leave with peace of mind.
Although he didn't answer it, Teng Zhao still put the shendan on his pillow and said, "I heard that every emperor is unwilling to die. Are you not afraid of death? And this country is not afraid of your descendants.
Can’t keep it?”
"I'm tired." A faint smile appeared on Qi Qian's wrinkled face: "Actually, I never thought about being the Lord of the world from the beginning to the end. When your master found me, he did it forcefully. Fortunately, he didn't lose face. As for this
Jiangshan, long live the emperor, is it really long live? Impossible. Just like it is impossible for the emperor to live forever, how can Jiangshan always only have the surname Qi for thousands of generations?"
Qi Qian looked at the carvings on the dragon bed and said: "This country can be named Qi, and naturally it can also be named something else. If I guard it, my mission will be completed. Whether future generations can guard it, I can't control it? Then
It's all about luck. If Qi's luck comes to an end, it won't be his turn to make the rules. I've taught everything that needs to be taught. From now on, it's up to the younger generations to decide how the country will be."
"You are very open-minded."
Qi Qian said: "It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets. My only regret is that I can never wait for your master to return. If she can send me away, I will have no regrets in this life."
Teng Zhao was silent, for twenty years, the fire of karma was still missing.
"You have done enough for her. Master's spirit in heaven will be gratified."
Qi Qian was frugal in his life. His harem was clean, he did not spend much, and he was not extravagant and wasteful. The only thing he spent a lot of money on was building a temple for Qin Liuxi, making a golden body, honoring him as Immortal King, and offering incense to the world.
Extremely prosperous.
"When she comes back, remember to tell me that I have lived up to her trust." The medicine took effect and Qi Qian gradually became weaker.
Teng Zhao said okay, couldn't help it, and quietly transferred a bit of spiritual power to it.
Qi Qian felt it and shook his head slightly, saying not to waste it.
"Your Majesty, the Fourth Young Master has brought you."
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Teng Zhao sat upright and looked towards the entrance of the dormitory. A young eunuch walked in with a round, stupid-looking child.
The child was only five or six years old, but he was so fat that his eyes were squeezed into slits. His clothes were about to burst when he was wearing them. His face was bruised and black. He looked very miserable. He didn't know where he fell.
.
too fat!
Teng Zhao frowned.
This fatness is not really fat, it is puffiness, but it is caused by the accumulation of various supplements.
And his fate was even worse. He was extremely unlucky. All the four pillars and eight characters were missing, and the five elements Yin and Yang were in conflict. When he was born, he encountered a life-and-death crisis. His mother had a difficult delivery and almost died of suffocation in the birth canal. When she fell, she only
He was finally able to save his life, but it took a lot of manpower and energy to maintain it. However, despite this, various illnesses and pains came one after another, and the medicine jar was never left.
I managed to live until the age of five, all thanks to the protection of my imperial energy. However, starting from the age of five, I began to experience various dangers. I would fall over when I walked, and I would drown even if someone was in front of me while taking a bath.
, when his brothers fight, he will be the one who suffers. In short, he is born unlucky. After realizing this, no one dares to play with him, for fear of being entangled in bad luck.
In a cannibalistic place like the palace, children without the protection of their mothers are the most disadvantaged. With Qi Mingyun's physique, it was only after Qi Qian found out about it that he specifically confessed it. Only then could he have the luck to live to this age. Otherwise, a day's decoction would be enough.
If he couldn't keep up, he might die young. How could he become such a fat man?
Teng Zhao has a headache and feels disgusted. Can he change his apprenticeship? This boy is a big trouble, and he hates trouble.
But the master said that he was destined to have only one disciple. This year, he felt that master and disciple were related, so he started to do divination and found that the man was actually in the palace.
I can't believe it, he is fatter than last time I saw him.
Qi Mingyun knelt down and saluted Qi Qian, looked at him with some fear, and asked stumblingly: "Grandfather, are you feeling better? I don't know what it means to call your grandson here?"
After he saluted and said two more words, he was out of breath and looked very tired.
When Teng Zhao saw it, he felt his temples throbbing and his head hurt.
However, he had no choice but to believe that there was only one disciple in his life. After meeting, the lines of cause and effect between the two people were instantly connected.
Qi Qian pointed at Teng Zhao and said, "Ming Yun, would you like to enter Taoism with this immortal?"
He also didn't expect that someone of his bloodline would be able to enter Taoism, and he would also be Teng Zhao's disciple. When he proposed to accept this young boy as his disciple, he once wondered if he had heard wrongly.
Is there anything special about this child?
Qi Mingyun blinked and asked, "What is Taoism?"
"I just go to the Taoist temple to learn the five arts of Taoism. I am a monk."
Qi Mingyun was stunned. Is it the kind of monk who can't eat meat?
He lowered his head, so is he destined to be the unwanted child?
Teng Zhao looked at the obviously ill-fitting and old clothes on the child and said, "My child, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"
Qi Mingyun grabbed the corner of his clothes and quietly glanced at Teng Zhao without saying a word.
The man in front of me is a monk, but he is not bald. Although he is wearing a plain robe, there are some strange patterns embroidered on the robe, and his hair is pinned with a wooden hairpin.
He looks very young and handsome, with a very cold demeanor. He doesn't look like a monk. He gives the impression that he is very powerful, even more powerful than the imperial grandfather.
He looks stern!
Seeing that he remained silent, Teng Zhao said, "You will only survive if you become a Taoist. Otherwise, given your destiny, you will not be ten years old."
Qi Qian is still alive, and the people below are worried that he will think of this grandson at some time, and dare not do anything to the child. But if Qi Qian dies, this poor baby, with his unlucky fate, will not survive.
Not long.
Qi Mingyun turned pale. Although he was young, he knew what life and death meant.
He looked at Qi Qian, wanting to ask for comfort.
Qi Qian's eyes were kind and he said: "Zhenren Xuan Yi is a man of great ability. His master is the Immortal Lord Wuqi in the Red Lotus Temple. You are a person with great blessings, so you have this opportunity to become
His disciple. Go and worship the master. Once you enter the Tao, you will no longer be a member of the royal family. Follow the master to practice and understand the Tao. Don't get involved in worldly affairs, especially royal affairs. Don't mind, listen, or care. That's none of your business.
It’s useless. When you cultivate and attain the Tao, from now on, you have the final say on your Tao.”
After hearing this, Qi Mingyun pursed her slightly pale mouth, knelt down to him, and kowtowed three times: "Then my grandson Mingyun bids farewell to the emperor's grandfather. I wish the emperor's grandfather good health and long live long live."
Three loud bangs made his forehead turn red. After he stood up, he knelt down in front of Teng Zhao and said, "Disciple pays homage to master."
"Okay, from now on, your Taoist name will be called Changdu, which is used to ferry people, yourself, and sentient beings." Teng Zhao touched his head and said: "You are also the sixth generation direct disciple of Qingping Temple, and you have been trained by your master. Dare to
Anyone who rebels against our sect will be punished to death, remember this!"
Qi Mingyun, no, it should be called Changdu from now on. He felt a warmth on his forehead, as if something entered from the top of his head and then spread throughout his body. It was warm and very comfortable.
Is this a blessing from touching the top? In this case, there seems to be nothing wrong with practicing Taoism. If you don’t eat meat, then don’t eat meat.
Later he learned that it was called spiritual power and merit.
Just like when his master accepted a disciple, when he named him a disciple, he also gave him a ray of merit. This was a blessing and a talisman, and he would do the same in the future. This is inheritance.
Teng Zhao looked at his apprentice's chubby and soft face. Through him, he seemed to see himself in the past, and his eyes were slightly warm.
Master, it has been twenty years, and my apprentice already has a disciple to pass on to him. Can you embark on your return journey?
In November of the 20th year of Kangping, Emperor Kangping died. In the winter of the same year, the prince's fourth son died of illness. The following year, the prince ascended the throne and changed his reign to Yongyan.
On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Teng Zhao once again came out of the underworld disappointed and took his new disciple to the tomb of Qin Liuxi.
Feng Xiu was leaning in front of the stone tablet that had traces of time as always. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the child beside Teng Zhao, feeling very disgusted.
Teng Zhao stepped forward, offered a round of wine to his master, and asked Changdu to kneel down and kowtow, telling him who the monument was erected for.
Changdu's little face was so white that he didn't understand why he came to this strange-looking place in the blink of an eye from Qingping Temple. When the master asked him to close his eyes, he closed them obediently. He felt a chill all over his body, like
A ghost touched him.
But he was an honest boy. When Teng Zhao asked him to kneel down, he knelt down honestly and paid homage to his master. He also imitated Teng Zhao and drank a libation. After a round of libations, he fainted on the snow.
Teng Zhao said helplessly: "Master said that you can only have one disciple, and it's him."
Feng Xiu snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that before your master comes back, he will report to the Palace of Hell. It's hard to say whether he will see you or not."
Teng Zhao had long been accustomed to his venomous words, so he didn't answer the question and turned around to catch his apprentice.
Changdu himself had already woken up. He looked at Feng Xiu with some dissatisfaction and said, "I can see it."
"What?"
Changdu clenched his fists and said, "I said, I can see the master."
She also said that she has a long life.
Feng Xiu was startled and looked at each other with Teng Zhao. They both looked at the stone tablet at the same time.
"This, this word just disappeared, right?"
Feng Xiu pointed to the words on the stone tablet, the word Qin, and suddenly there was a stroke missing.
If it wasn't a ghost, then she was on her way home?
