This Taoist priest has an upright posture, walks with a breeze, and there is always a faint scent of osmanthus lingering around him - if you ignore the tattered Taoist robes, the crumbling green bamboo hairpin on his head, and the long and loose hair, he does have the appearance of a god.
Bai Zeqing was thinking wildly and was panting as he ran behind him. Fortunately, he had followed Brother Qi in horse riding and archery since he was a child, so he was strong enough, otherwise he might have been left behind by this Taoist priest.
But she never thought that if this Taoist priest wanted to save her, how could he leave her on the road? However, this man just kept her walking speed at the limit of her body, and would not slow down at all. Wait, Bai Zeqing really
So tired.
After entering Yuanzhou City, the Taoist priest walked around the streets without hesitation. He seemed to be very familiar with the topography of Yuanzhou City. However, the streets he chose were all streets with relatively few people.
Bai Zeqing noticed that although he walked gracefully and not too slowly, he never touched anyone else. Even if someone accidentally bumped into him, he could instantly grab Bai Zeqing's collar and put it down.
For Bai Zeqing, it was just a momentary touch, but she couldn't help but look back and saw that he was already at least ten feet away from that person.
Bai Zeqing was frightened and looked at the Taoist priest with increasingly complicated eyes.
Along this way, the streets and alleys of Yuanzhou are filled with refugees from the three cities of Xisha, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled.
Bai Zeqing passed by the refugees in silence, watching the old man shivering in the corner, and the child crying in the woman's arms. The woman just stared blankly ahead, patting the child's back mechanically with her hand, unable to give him anything.
A mouthful of rice.
At this moment, Bai Zeqing suddenly understood what the Confucius said: when there is a war, the lives of refugees are as worthless as grass. Only when the Tang Dynasty is strong enough and prosperous can this situation be avoided.
Cheng Tang is powerful? Ha! Bai Zeqing withdrew her pity look without much nostalgia. Her future is now as blurry as the endless night.
And the only light she had at this moment came from a down-and-out Taoist priest she had never met. And for her, this light might only temporarily illuminate the way to survive, but it would not illuminate the future.
However, she fell into deep thought as she looked at the Taoist priest's flowing figure and the large and small holes flying in the wind on the back of the Taoist robe.
I don’t know which immortal sect this Taoist priest belongs to? He seems to be a bit poor!
Speaking of cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism, Bai Zeqing also mentioned it as a joke when listening to Master's history talk.
Hundreds of years ago, there were so many people in the world who wanted to inquire about the Immortal Sect, as there were crucian carp crossing the river.
The Holy Ancestor Emperor brought peace to the world. In the year when the Tang Dynasty was founded, the Holy Ancestor Emperor devoted himself to regaining the lost territory. He spent most of the year on horseback in the frontier fortresses. Most affairs in the court were handled by the Crown Prince, Supervisor of the Country and the Prime Minister.
In those years, although the national treasury was not empty, it could not support the annual expeditions. The prince and the prime minister racked their brains just to keep the soldiers from going hungry, and even the officials of the six ministries worked hard to control the immortal sect for military expenses.
As a result, the civil war was beginning to settle, and the people's hearts were empty and unstable. Various sects, large and small, sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. One county covers only eight villages in ten miles. From the east end to the west end, there are as many as twenty fairy gates.
Time charlatans are running around and roaming the countryside.
What about Zhang San Li Si and Lao Wang next door? As long as there is no shortage of children in the family, they all swarmly send them to some sect to seek immortality and learn some tricks such as "chest crushing boulders", but no one has really achieved anything.
Come to fame.
Later, even the bandits who robbed houses couldn't help but come to take a piece of the pie. They listed "Black Wind Village" and "White Tiger Gang" as "Qingxinguan" and "Xuantianmen", and let the gangsters practice "taking oil from the pot".
Tricks such as "swallowing knives and breathing fire" were performed before the robbery, and the passers-by were frightened into giving generously.
Emperor Shengzu returned from another expedition and saw that there were many immortal gates in the villages and cities, the farmland was deserted, there were more people refining elixirs than cooking, more people chanting sutras than farming, and the whole social atmosphere was simply a mess.
If the people continue to practice like this, no matter how big the country is, they will still have to win the country but not the country.
He suddenly lost his temper and scolded the prince, prime minister, civil and military officials, and then shouted a decree to arrest all these "gods", big or small, and send them to the army regardless of whether they were true or false.
All civil and military officials were so frightened by this imperial edict that they kowtowed to death, fearing that the emperor would offend the immortal and ruin his country.
The Holy Ancestor Emperor was also very angry. He cursed and cursed such an imperial edict, and felt a little guilty. After all, the founding of the Tang Dynasty was inseparable from the Tianyu Department.
Fortunately, the civil and military officials still had brains, and the Holy Ancestor Emperor used the donkey under the slope to take back his life. After calming down, he quickly asked the Heavenly Mandate Division and the Protector of the Country to come to discuss the matter.
On the second day, the Tianyu Department set up an "Inspection Office", which was supervised and identified by the Tianyu Department, and implemented by the Ministry of Etiquette. Private sects in the private sector were strictly prohibited. All immortal sects in the Tang Dynasty were verified by the Supervision Office, authenticated by the Tianyu Department, and the emperor issued iron certificates.
Only if you have completed the exam can you recruit disciples.
At this point, after several years of troubles, inspections, and purges, the people's enthusiasm for cultivating immortals gradually weakened. In addition, due to the distance between neighbors, no one has ever heard of anyone actually cultivating something famous. As time went by, everyone just farmed the land and herded sheep.
I no longer daydream about herding sheep.
Another hundred years passed, and by the time of the late emperor, the folk custom of cultivating immortals was still lingering, and the madness had long passed. The late emperor was virtuous, valued literature over martial arts, and believed in resting with the people. He also turned a blind eye to swindlers in the name of cultivating immortals.
Eyes, the people do not hold officials accountable.
Now that he has ascended the throne, the borders have been repeatedly disturbed, martial arts have flourished again, and the immortal sect has once again weakened. Except for the Tianyu Division, which has always stood on the side of the imperial power, there is no immortal sect that is well known to the people in the Tang Dynasty.
The Master said that this is the inevitable development of history. Food is the most important thing for the people, cultivating immortals is a delusion, and having enough food is the present.
Bai Zeqing looked at the appearance of this Taoist priest, and he was probably one of those people who were still delusional. No wonder he was so poor.
After passing through several alleys and a bamboo forest, there was a road up the mountain. The road suddenly became steep and difficult to walk, and Bai Zeqing fell.
She already had injuries on her legs, and just now she was running hard to follow the Taoist priest. She stumbled and fell while running, and rolled twice before stopping. At this time, she sat on the ground, with blood stains on the corners of her skirt.
As expected, the Taoist priest stopped and then frowned. Although he did not speak, the disgust on his face was obvious.
Bai Zeqing looked up at him and blinked, as if he didn't know what to say.
"Yes... otherwise, Taoist priest, please take the first step..." They are not familiar with each other at all. It is better not to keep stalking and causing trouble for others when they have saved their lives.
"Huh? Are you angry?" The Taoist priest Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze suddenly became a little deeper, as if he saw something very interesting in her.
Bai Zeqing was a little panicked by this look, and quickly lowered his head to look at himself: it was just a coarse cloth jacket and skirt that the maid had casually put on on the day of departure. Except for being slightly dirty and having blood on the skirt, it had no other characteristics.
What are you angry about? I didn't fall on purpose.
"Tao... Taoist Master..." Her appearance as a Taoist priest was not normal from beginning to end... But it was also true that in this world, no normal person would practice immortality.
Suddenly, Bai Zeqing felt a blur of flowers in front of his eyes, and a faint scent of osmanthus hit him. When he came back to his senses, he was already on the back of the Taoist priest.
Amidst her exclamations, the Taoist priest stepped out again.
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