Chapter 182 Immortals and Buddhas have not yet come together
On a cold, rainy night, the lights are dim, the rain is still falling outside the narrow window, and the sound can be heard.
And as the chill penetrated the narrow window, the melancholy scene in front of me was not very clear. Only scattered traces were left, drifting tiredly into the room and hitting my eyes.
This is an inn that has never been inconspicuous at the corner of the street. It only has three and a half rooms. Today, the stables and the kitchen were all generously occupied. Later, the owner and the cook were evicted.
After leaving, there were only a few unidentified customers left in the whole store.
He has been interrogated by the government three times, but he has been dealt with by the young man behind the door with a straightforward appearance and clever words. At this moment, he is leaning against the door and listening quietly. He is also grateful for those official mission books who go out on cold nights.
Because if the other party had just broken in with all their heart to conduct an investigation, they would have bumped into the two deadly ghosts sharpening their knives behind the thin door panel.
The remaining four people in the room gathered together in front of the weak candlelight, but no one said anything. They watched the lanterns being knotted and picked, picked and knotted again.
One of them is a handsome young man, one is a skinny Taoist priest, one is a wealthy official, and the other is a rough guy, but they all frown in deep thought, and occasionally their eyes intersect, showing hesitation and understanding.
For some reason, the Red Flower Society fell into deep thought and hesitation. The situation in Guangzhou city was murky and unclear. They knew that it was urgent to distinguish between friends and foes, otherwise they would be unable to move forward.
After a long time, Wen Tailai finally opened his mouth in the uncertain light.
"Chief Captain, today we just explored the deep pool, and so many outstanding people emerged from the bottom of the water. If the plan does not change, the resistance will not be easy. But Mr. Guo is in danger right now.
Things have come to this and we have to do it.”
Chen Jialuo, the youngest among the four, still had an elegant expression, as if he was surrounded by winding mountains and flowing water, never stopping for a moment. He smiled and reached out to brush away a flying insect crawling on the table.
"Brother Wen, we never expected it to be smooth sailing when we started. Even if the city of Guangzhou has become a dragon's den and a tiger's den, why can't we break into it?"
That's right, the Red Flower Club only brought a few leaders with them on this trip. On the surface, they were here to participate in the Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference, but in fact, they had already gathered the most powerful, capable and dangerous forces of the Red Flower Club to go to Guangzhou to assassinate them.
King Pingnan is so happy!
"Why be so careful!"
Seeing the chief helmsman scolding Fang Qiu with his bookishness, Chen Jialuo's words aroused Taoist Wuchen's ambition. He was holding the hilt of the sword with one arm, and the sword's edge had not yet been exposed. The whole room had already heard that the sword was in the scabbard.
The sound of unfair dragon roar.
"The old thief Shang's head is just because our Red Flower Club hasn't had time to take it away yet. He deliberately sealed off the city to delay the search, so there's no harm in keeping him for a day."
What Taoist Master Wuchen said expressed the sentiments of most people present, but at the same time, there was also a hint of worry in Chen Jialuo's eyes.
Whether it is the Red Flower Club or the Tiandi Club, they both represent the connections that the Zheng family has cultivated for many years, and the people's hearts are drawn to the power of the Ming Dynasty. No matter how they change their faces and deceive others, they cannot change the essence of their birth, which is to try every means to overthrow the Qing government and become more and more wanton and violent.
The rule of the Qing Dynasty, so as the spokesperson of the Qing court's largest power in the southeast corner, he was still happy, but many people had trouble sleeping and eating.
With the defeat of the Zheng family, the Jiangnan area has once again turned into a sea of blood. Even gentle martial arts people like Zhao Banshan have to try to solve the problem with violence.
At this time, Annan General Da Su has arrived in Quanzhou, and the Qing government is about to assemble a large army to besiege the Zheng family who gave up and retreated to Xiamen. Except for Wu Liuqi, the general of Raozhen, the tens of thousands of elite soldiers will be the most dangerous force on the shore. Once
With the Qing government encircling the country by sea and land, and attacking from the north and south, Zheng Chenggong's unfavorable situation will become even more severe, and he will be in danger.
At this moment, the strategic intention was clearly revealed, and the other party obviously did not intend to cover it up. They also deliberately spread rumors that the Zheng family was colluding with Japanese pirates and attacking Guangzhou, with the intention of provoking border provocations and taking advantage of the situation to send troops.
Therefore, the assassination is still gratifying, but now it is the most ridiculous thing to hear, and it is also the most effective method. Just wait for a white rainbow to shine through the sun, and the situation can be reversed.
The timing seems so right right now.
The Wudang Shaolin suddenly disappeared and there was a vacuum in the world. When the top master in the city washed his hands in the golden basin, countless martial arts people gathered in the city. The Pingnan Palace was turbulent and violent, and there had been resentment secretly in the city for a long time.
But Chen Jialuo began to hesitate.
In his mind, the reorganized Red Flower Club was still in its infancy. It should not have exposed its intentions and strength so early, and it was not suitable to put all its power under the eyes of the opponent. But now the situation cannot be underestimated, and there are no plans or secret plans.
Yes, something must be done to turn the situation around.
The heroes of the Red Flower Club have never doubted Chen Jialuo's position, because they also know that the more such actions are caused by hatred, the more they need a calm heart. This is the purpose of choosing Chen Jialuo.
"Everyone, there is no need to say more about killing the traitor, but after analyzing the various signs today, we still need to think long and hard about how to proceed."
Chen Jialuo pressed his hands to signal everyone to calm down, thus setting the tone for the conversation. Then he turned to look at Taoist Wuchen and asked seriously.
"Taoist Priest, how likely are you to win against Golden Sword Luo Yuantong now?"
In today's Honghua Club, Zhao Banshan combines offense with defense, and Chen Jialuo has not yet completed his internal cultivation. Only Taoist Master Wuchen is a sharp sword that represents absolute offense and is also the most important weapon in his hand. It can be said that his existence is
Determines the upper limit of the current Red Flower Club's ability to overcome difficulties.
Taoist Master Wuchen's clear face and eyebrows moved slightly, as if he was exploring something deep in his memory, and the past events were still vivid in his mind. Then he slowly spoke in a hoarse voice, with endless words of Jianghu Yeyu.
"Twenty years ago, Luo Yuantong and I fought against each other in Hedong."
Taoist Master Wuchen is a heroic man who hates evil as much as he wants. He has never been timid in the face of any evil enemy, but his words at this moment are somewhat cautious.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "His sword is heavy and my sword is fast. They were unable to defeat each other in twenty-nine moves. In the end, there was no winner. But at that time
I didn’t know that he had the killer move of flying knives, and he didn’t know that I had the backhand of the Renzhu Sword, so we didn’t know who would survive until the last moment when the ultimate move was used.”
The voice gradually became fainter, and Taoist Master Wuchen turned his head to look, "This is also the reason why I asked my second brother to help me with my boxing."
Zhao Banshan is an expert in hidden weapons, and only he can capture the moment when the flying knife is released, so as to deal with the sharp and silent killing move.
But Chen Jialuo looked at Taoist Priest Wuchen's expression at this moment and instantly understood that he had not said everything clearly.
Just like Taoist Master Wuchen's sword is not only faster, but also more powerful. If one talks about swordsmanship in today's martial arts world, there are probably not many people who can match it.
Anyone who has seen him move knows that the powerful sound of wind contained in Taoist Master Wuchen's sword moves is aimed at the key points, making each sword move as fast as a sword, and the sound of wind stirred up becomes stronger and stronger, like a heavy rainstorm.
It was as if he was falling, even though he was ten feet away, he could still feel the faint pain on his face and hands from being blown by the strong wind.
Such a sword is not only cruel to the enemy, but also cruel to oneself. Every move and every move he takes out of the sheath is just as cruel as when he cut off his own arm with the sword.
From this we can infer that Luo Yuantong's sword must be more than just heavy.
Luo Yuantong's reputation is spread in the world. Some people say that he is bold and generous, while others praise him for his righteousness. However, no one can explain clearly what his martial arts is like. Even Taoist Master Wuchen, who has fought against him before, can only learn from it.
In the Yoshiguang film from twenty years ago, some vague features can be recalled.
Someone once saw Luo Yuantong fighting in a drunken duel. The opponent was also a famous martial arts leader. However, Luo Yuantong fought with both long and short swords. The long sword was calm and fierce, while the short sword was endlessly changing. When the battle was in full swing, he could hold down the formation with one sword and throw the short sword away.
During the surprise attack, he seemed to have his sword in hand, but he used long swords, short swords, single swords, double swords, and flying knives at will, and many unique skills. No one could see the true skills in his hands.
Chen Jialuo knew before setting off that if he really wanted to kill Shang Kexi, he would have to prepare for the worst, which was to directly face the golden sword Luo Yuantong and compete with the rumored "golden sword overpowers the green forest".
So when he heard about the Jinpen Washing Conference, he didn't have the slightest intention of taking any risks.
A martial arts master who washes his hands and leaves may be worried about old age and frailty, or he may not be able to find an opponent with whom he can compete.
Chen Jialuo has seen examples like this with his own eyes.
He deeply felt how far a master like Chen Jinnan, who had been famous in the world for a long time, would advance by leaps and bounds in a short period of time after retiring.
Relying on the layout of the Tiandihui, Chen Jinnan not only attracted the troops from Hunan and Jiangxi provinces, but also took advantage of the situation to cut off the important passage from Chong'an County to Fujian. This should have been a great achievement, but he remained silent about his trip to Wuyi Mountain.
In seclusion, he studied a dangerous martial art of fists and kicks. Every move and every move was between the limits of ordinary people's imagination. Every bit of it was a path beyond the confinement of martial arts conventions.
He didn't know how to describe the exact state until Chen Jialuo read the "Nanhua Sutra" with the sparse shadows by the moon and saw: "Every time I see a clan, I see it is difficult, I am frightened and take warning, treat it as a stop, and act too late."
"It was only then that I suddenly realized that Chen Jinnan, who had unpredictable martial arts skills, seemed to be on high alert both physically and mentally, and that he was imagining an opponent that was completely different from others and would never retreat. It was for this reason that he would abandon his sword and use his palm, and his attacks would be layer-by-layer.
The layer upon layer of killing moves, as if someone is worried that someone can still move after experiencing broken throats, broken shins, cracked skulls, and twisted tendons...
"Chief Helmsman, even if Taoist Master may not win lightly, the Red Flower Club may not be reluctant to lose."
Zhao Banshan said with a smile, and finally pointed out the reason for Wuchen's trip.
Just as he said, a fast sword may not be able to suppress Luo Yuantong's golden sword. In addition, the masters from the Red Flower Club may not be inferior to the martial arts people that Shang Kexi can find - they are here to
It doesn't matter where the sword comes from as long as the person falls in a pool of blood.
"It's true as Third Brother said."
Chen Jialuo was silent for a moment and nodded slowly, but he could not hide the uneasiness in his heart, "But I see that today's head of the Wuyi Sect also has a suspicious background. He is also very close to Luo Yuantong. In case, he is also the helper that Shang Kexi found.
Woolen cloth?"
Today, the Red Flower Club rushed to the Jinpen Washing Hands Conference just to test Luo Yuantong's mind, to see if what he said about retiring from the world was true or false, and whether the Jinpen Washing Hands was a lie or a reality. Therefore, even if they used extreme methods such as coercion and threats, they still wanted to
Try the other person's details.
This is the case with knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger. If the opponent really retreats, then it is gratifying for them to kill him. If there is God's help, if it is a cover, their Red Flower Club can also be vigilant and deal with it.
Zhao Banshan smiled slightly: "The gentleman's sword has a great reputation, but it's a pity that I have never seen the real sword in his hand. Brother Luo is not honorable in trying to show off his daughter, but now he is praising this Jiang Zhang.
I'm afraid it's also to repay a favor to someone, right?"
When mentioning the daughter of the Luo family, Zhao Banshan deliberately glanced at Wen Tailai, which made Wen Tailai look quite stunned.
"Jiang heard that this person may not be as simple as he appears. The five and six leaders also said that he has a cunning mind, despicable methods, and is more dangerous than ordinary people."
Chen Jialuo and Chang Kunzhong looked at each other, but it was difficult to express their thoughts clearly, so they said with a little worry: "My uncle ordered everyone not to talk about Wuyi Mountain, but he also vaguely mentioned that he met a master in the mountain. If the Wuyi Sect is really like this
A master can actually make my uncle feel troubled, and also cause heavy damage to the Iron-Blooded Youth League under his command. I am afraid that the people who come here this time are not evil..."
He didn't know what misunderstanding he had, but as soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jialuo continued to add.
"Not only that, but even Shang Zhixin, who I met by chance today, was quite troublesome at first sight."
Wen Tailai said with some confusion: "Chief Helmsman, I think that Shang Zhixin is drunk and vain, and he is at a loss. I don't think he has any martial arts foundation."
Chen Jialuo shook his head and said.
"There are all kinds of martial arts in the world, and they may not all be achieved through hard training. I looked through the "Wanshou Taoist Collection" of the pre-Song Dynasty in my family collection, and I saw in it the words "Wandering in the forest of five desires, in the pool of six roots. Let yourself leap and leap without restraint."
, Shang Zhixin came here while drunk and still has great power, it is obviously not a coincidence, could it be related to Wudang?"
After saying this, he himself burst into laughter. He felt that he was becoming more and more suspicious under pressure. This trip was extremely dangerous, and it affected all the leaders of the Red Flower Society. The future of important forces was uncertain. No matter how much panic he had, he could not help but laugh.
Can't show it.
Regarding the desire that entangles the body and mind and causes troubles, in addition to the Buddhist method of cutting off three thousand trouble threads with one knife, there is also the Taoist method of "soothing desire and forgetting". Just now, he mentioned Shang Zhixin's behavior, which is a hint of this Taoism.
Mentally, I suspect that the other person forgot about clarity, turbidity, movement, and stillness because he was drunk, and instead moved his hands and feet with infinite power.
Furthermore, before they arrived, the Wudang Sect had already sent people to Guangzhou to assist Shang Kexi in boxing, and tried their best to deal with the Southern Shaolin who gathered in Wuyang City. If there were really Taoist masters who taught this martial arts, the situation at this time would be even worse.
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At this time, it was chilly, and mosquitoes and flies were breeding in the back kitchen of the cold house, making a buzzing sound that disturbed people's purity. Zhao Banshan's fat figure was naturally more popular, and he wanted to hover over him from time to time. At this time, a fly was just about to
It landed on his shoulder, and saw that his fat body was shaped like a dragon and snake. He actually used some strength to bounce the fly as light as a feather back into the air.
"It doesn't matter, I was born in the Wenzhou Taiji Sect, and my sect has a close relationship with the Wudang Sect. If there is any conflict, let me make peace with you, so there is no need to worry."
Zhao Banshan's eyebrows were full of charity, and he said slowly: "Chief rudder, there is no need to worry. I have gained a lot from studying the master's "Tai Chi Nine Techniques" recently, and I have learned the secret of Panlong Jin, which is best at haunting people.
Huajin may not be able to defeat Luo Yuantong."
Zhao Banshan was born in Wenzhou Tai Chi Sect. In his early years, he was the top disciple of the sect and received all the teachings from his master. However, he stayed in seclusion in order to avoid the dispute over the master. The moves in "Nine Tai Chi Techniques" did not transcend Wudang Tai Chi.
The method has its own uniqueness, which is divided into Panlong, Horned Dragon, Yunlong, Wanglong, Xinglong and other powerful methods. The more techniques you master, the more energy you will generate.
"This is the best! With Taoist Priest and Brother Zhao Sange all helping you, this trip will be a success."
After Zongheng analyzed the resistance from all sides, Chen Jialuo finally let go of the shadow in his heart, looked at the flickering candlelight, and his eyes gradually became firmer.
The enemy has been clearly distinguished and has a response plan. At this time, there is only one last question left...
"Chief helmsman, someone is coming outside."
The man lying beside the bed suddenly turned around with a single knife in his hand. The sound finally broke the silence in the room. Several people at the table also opened their eyes suddenly. Only the ghostly figure standing behind the door remained unchanged. It was like two doors.
Post-zombie.
Then there was a knock on the door and the firewood door was opened.
I heard the sudden heavy sound of rain outside the door, and as I walked through the muddy steps into the house, a cold wind blowing from outside suddenly rushed in with the rain, causing the candlelight to sway and the light and darkness to change.
"Chief Captain, I'm here as promised."
A figure like an iron tower broke into the house. His shirtless upper body was like copper poured into iron. Even though the cold rain covered his body, he was not afraid. There were even faint lines of white steam evaporating. Anyone who saw it would praise him as a good man.
The flags and flags he carried during the day were nowhere to be seen, and in his hand was a steel whip. The whip was very heavy, weighing at least thirty kilograms by the looks of it.
"Gang Leader Yang... no, I will call you Leader Yang today!"
Chen Jialuo stood up with joyful brows and faced Yang Chengxie, the leader of the Qingqi Gang who was coming for the appointment, cupping his fists and cupping his hands, without hesitation in every move.
Yang Chengxie of the Iron Tower has a majestic demeanor and is full of energy in his words.
"There is no need to be polite, chief helmsman. Our Qingqi Gang has always been willing to admit defeat. Since we lost to Taoist Wuchen that day and are consistent with the ambition of the Red Flower Club, I am willing to sit in the eighth position."
Ten months ago, the Red Flower Club and the Green Flag Gang met on the road and had a conflict. Both sides insisted on their own words and refused to give in to each other, so they had to use force to resolve the conflict.
On behalf of the Red Flower Club, Taoist priest Wuchen took action to convince everyone. However, someone in the Qingqi Gang ridiculed Wuchen for having only one arm. So Taoist priest Wuchen tied his right arm behind his back with a rope, performed a chain of missing legs, and defeated Qingqi.
Several leaders of the gang were kicked down, so the members of the Qingqi Gang were convinced and followed Chen Jialuo's wishes to join the Red Flower Club.
Even the news of the Jinpen Washing Hands Conference was revealed to everyone in the Red Flower Club by Yang Chengxie from the Qingqi Gang, and he became their internal agent at the venue.
"Chief Commander, Yang came here today not only to fulfill his promise, but also to inform the brothers in the Red Flower Club that the matter I was asked to inquire about has come to fruition."
The few people who heard this suddenly became nervous. Even when they talked about the powerful enemies looming in various directions, they had never been so cautious before.
When walking in the world, ordinary people are proud of themselves when they learn to make friends at a distance and attack at close range, but the old Jianghu knows that in addition to being able to distinguish enemies, it is also necessary to be able to distinguish friends. Sometimes the most terrifying thing is not enemies with the same purpose, but friends with different opinions. The former may
Cooperation becomes a helper, and the latter may become the most difficult obstacle.
The Red Flower Club wants to kill Shang Kexi on this trip, so they can play bad guys to test out who Shang Kexi's helpers are. The Green Flag Gang, as red faces, is responsible for contacting those people who may have the same purpose to ensure that they can work together and stay together.
Accident.
In the final analysis, this is a helpless move. Chen Jialuo also knows that if a few things are not kept secret, it will cause harm, but now it is like a single-plank bridge. If the people crowded on the bridge cannot work together, others will be squeezed in if they act rashly, and even
To startle a snake in the grass leads to disaster.
Yang Chengxie's dark face was full of seriousness, "Now there are many people in the city who want to kill him, and there are also many people he wants to kill. In fact, everyone is in the same boat. I sent a disciple to inquire about Shang Kexi's traces, and found out that he often went to Guangxiao
To worship the Buddha in the temple, if you want to take action, you must seize the opportunity."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After speaking, Yang Chengxie, who was like an iron tower, put his iron whip horizontally and threw something out.
The wooden table creaked under the weight of the iron whip, but everyone's eyes were fixed on the piece of paper on the table, which was written on the cooked propaganda and covered with dense handwriting, and then they gasped in shock.
The sound of air conditioning.
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"Is this shameful bitch who is using Fang Zhu as a jade cup awake?"
In Prince Pingnan's palace, Li Xinghe suddenly turned around when he heard the voice, and found an old man with a gold-plated coral ring around his waist and a royal-given yellow belt, and a wax face pearl hanging on his chest coming behind him with his servants. He hurriedly dismissed the royal medical officer beside him.
Only he and Bai Zhen, who were wearing government officials, were left to obey orders.
Shang Kexi was only in his fifties at this time, but he looked extremely old due to his many years of military service. There were many dark spots and scars on his face. Even the back of the hand holding the beads showed a dark color, and his skin looked like it was aging.
What an old man.
"Your Majesty Jin An, the prince just had a temporary anxiety attack and fell into a deep sleep after taking the medicine."
Li Xinghe stepped back humbly, leaving room to look at the bed, but Shang Kexi glanced at it with disgust but stopped looking at it. Instead, he focused on the uneasy Bai Zhen next to him.
"Are you Bai Zhen of the Songyang Sect? The master that Feng Tiannan introduced to your house a few days ago?"
When Bai Zhen, who was wearing official uniform, heard the words, he quickly kowtowed with the gift of a prince, saying yes and not daring to say anything.
Shang Kexi's voice was a little weak, as if it was the thick water vapor in the air that made it difficult for him to breathe.
"Don't be so frightened. I don't blame you. Look at Mr. Li next to you and you are not worried about being accused."
Li Xinghe lowered his head politely, but had no intention of refuting.
"Master Bai, our prince is very discerning and will naturally not make trouble for innocent people."
Shang Ke laughed happily, patted Li Xinghe on the shoulder and said: "As expected of you, Mr. Li, who understands the heart of this king. There is no better son than a father. This piece of shit in front of me has always been ignorant of current affairs and lessons. If it hadn't been for the two of you accompanying me today, I wouldn't have known it."
No matter how many jokes will be made, the two of you will certainly have both merit and demerit."
Bai Zhen, who was trembling with fear along the way, finally calmed down. Everything was just as Li Xinghe said, and everything was safe and sound. His behavior was not like the rumored massacre with hands stained with blood.
A little too considerate.
Bai Zhen became famous in the martial arts world thirty years ago for his powerful eagle claw skills, and was famous in the world. However, the older he got, the more obsessed with fame and wealth he became, and he would never miss an opportunity to advance.
He also knew where he went wrong. Firstly, he made a mistake by asking someone to befriend the crown prince in order to get promoted, and his intentions were impure. Secondly, he made a mistake by secretly informing Shang Zhixin, which caused Shang Zhixin to break into the Golden Bowl Washing Ceremony and make a lot of ugliness. But if it can be a blessing in disguise and be Shang Kexi
In the photo, Bai Zhen is not in vain for all the effort he put into this trip.
"Your Majesty has learned clearly that this villain will die in repayment. I dare not violate it!"
Shang Ke laughed happily. When Li Xinghe saw that Bai Zhen hadn't stood up yet, he stretched out his hand to help him up and patted the dust off his body thoughtfully.
"Master Bai is loyal to the country. Don't mistakenly listen to the nonsense outside. The old prince is a compassionate man. He loves to talk about Buddhism with Zen Master Tianran, the great master of Shimen. How come he beats and kills him?"
Shang Ke was happy but pretended to be dissatisfied and waved his sleeves and said: "Don't mention Natural Monk to this king. He always tells people outside that 'King Pingnan has Buddha nature but no concentration'. I haven't settled the accounts with him yet."
After saying that, the two laughed loudly, and then suddenly started talking about some seemingly unrelated topics in front of Bai Zhen.
"Mr. Li, the affairs in the palace are complicated, and I often feel low on energy. Fortunately, with your loyal assistance, I can sleep peacefully."
Shang Kexi praised the charlatan in front of him both inside and outside, as if he had acquired the talent of Crouching Dragon in a thatched cottage, "There is another troublesome thing recently. I heard that a green-browed bird boat sank next to the defending weir, and it died.
It's a small matter to pick up a few boatmen, but it's a big deal to block the waterway. If you have time, go over there and see how to deal with it."
Li Xinghe's fair face, which had rarely been exposed to the sun, showed a hint of surprise.
"Your Majesty, where did this ship come from?"
Shang Kexi whispered: "Coming from the South China Sea to bathe in the sun, many people saw it sinking while sailing. The bottom deck of the ship rolled up, and there were many scratches left by fingernails. The dead body was found after drifting all night.
He had already been disemboweled."
Li Xinghe's pupils narrowed suddenly, but he closed his mouth and spoke respectfully.
"The prince does not need to worry about this matter, the villain will handle it on his own."
"I also heard that the Dan people in Hepu and Nanhai are cunning and unruly, and often cause trouble. Mr. Li, please don't forget to lead people to arrest them, and don't let the culprits escape."
"The villain understands that the current situation is serious, and he must not let the people take advantage of it to cause trouble."
Shang Ke happily nodded slowly.
"The Sanyuan Palace in Yuexiu Mountain has been in disrepair for a long time, and a corner of the mountain next to Qiulongxian Well has collapsed. I am afraid that heavy rains for days will harm the people at the foot of the mountain. If Mr. Li spares no effort, I will send some money to Yuexiu from the palace.
Let’s make up for the mountain leak.”
Li Xinghe bowed his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty has a kind heart, so you should be blessed with great blessings!"
Shang Ke was happy and answered with his hands unconcerned: "This matter is all due to Mr. Li. The recent campaign in Guangdong has been very effective. The Pingnan Palace's warehouses are abundant and the treasury is full, so that there is enough money to build bridges and roads.
Mr. Li should be remembered for his great contributions."
"Your Majesty, you are ridiculous. All the good people in the world can do what they do, and it is all the result of Bole."
Bai Zhen heard the two men singing in harmony, talking about the people's livelihood inside and outside Guangzhou, and felt that this Prince Shang was indeed not the tyrannical and ruthless person who was rumored to be tyrannical and extortionate. It was naturally possible that he was acting, but he was a common man.
King Nan, why do you need to show off in front of yourself?
Shang Kexi turned around and faced the vast courtyard outside the prince's main house. He seemed to be listening to the patter of rain hitting the banana leaves. He took a deep breath and wanted to expel all the foul smell in his stomach.
The spotty face suddenly became rosy.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Everyone in the royal family has been thanking you for your troubles recently. I have already sent someone to invite the mentor Mr. Li once mentioned, and it will be up to you to make arrangements for him when the time comes.
This old man is living outside day and night, and I really can't bear it."
Li Xinghe's face lit up with joy when he heard this, and he quickly knelt down on the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"It's just a matter of effort, just don't waste the business."
Bai Zhen was confused when he heard this, and he quickly echoed: "Prince Shang is so busy with government affairs, caring about the people in everything, and showing compassion. I think what Monk Tianran said is just a pretense. You are the one who is like this."
Every family in Guangzhou will be born a Buddha!"
When Shang Kexi turned his head, he had a kind face and a smile on his lips, as if he was really a living Buddha praised by everyone, and even the dark spots on his face were infected with the nature of Bodhi.
"Master Bai knows that I am working hard, and the court also knows that it is not easy for me, but the people of Guangzhou don't understand how hard this job is. I suffer every day, just because I am worried that there will be an elbow between the two Guangdong, and that life will be ruined again.
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While sighing, he stepped outside the door. Facing the thin curtain of rain, he sighed longly, "I read the "Shen Yi Jing: Nan Huang Jing" in my early years. The book said, "Outside the Southern Wilderness"
There are volcanoes, in which endless trees grow, and fires burn day and night, so that the storms are not violent and the rain is not extinguished.'."
"There are countless people in the world who are looking forward to my death. In my opinion, this city of Guangzhou in the southern wasteland is like a volcano. It only requires an old man to sit around day and night, so naturally he has trouble sleeping and eating."
The worries in Shang Kexi's eyes fluctuated and didn't seem to be fake at all.
"In the blink of an eye, it has been ten years since I entered Guangdong to suppress the rebellion. In these ten years, I have exhausted my strength, turned my hair gray, and tortured my heart, lungs, and intestines. I have gone from being a leading general to an old man. Now,
I only hope that the imperial court will allow me to retire as soon as possible and be buried early when I return to Haicheng, so that I can fulfill the wish of those people who look forward to my return to the west every day!"
Shang Kexi became more and more angry as he talked, and kicked Shang Zhixin in the direction where he was sleeping as if dead. However, the other party not only had no reaction, but turned over firmly, and fell asleep again.
Bai Zhen saw that his words made Shang Kexi respond so fiercely, and he quickly said in panic: "Why did Prince Shang say this?! The imperial court is fully aware of your contribution, and everyone in the world knows that the southeastern half of the country cannot live without you, even for the sake of the two Guangdong provinces."
People, you can’t just sit back and watch the fire and water and give up!”
Bai Zhen's words were out of urgency, but they came from the bottom of his heart. This made Shang Kexi feel happy, and his face finally brightened a little.
"Guard Bai, I know that many people in the city are looking forward to my death, but I can't die right now. Even if I really want to die, I have to wait until I find a geomantic treasure land and get rewarded by the court, so I can die in glory."
Shang Kexi put the word "death" on his lips without hesitation, and his smile was quite weird, which made Bai Zhen, who had experienced many battles, shudder.
At this moment, Shang Kexi's mind kept flashing through the figures that he couldn't forget. Among them were the tall old man in brocade clothes and sleeves who lived in seclusion, the brave prince who wore armor all day long but smelled of rot, and the yellow man who sat on the throne like a zombie puppet.
Son, there is a peerless general who wields his sword and leads his troops with a single call and a hundred responses...
There were many figures looking at him with admiration, but the appearance of the Wolf Gu Yingwang, a tiger and wolf who refused to be subordinate to others all his life, made Shang Kexi gradually tighten his hands with black spots, and even breathed half a beat faster.
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"Mr. Li, I have to rely on you to search for the centipede ground where I built my tomb. I will keep all these achievements in my heart. One day, the king of Japan will write to the court to recommend it to the emperor. Sir, you have channeling skills, respect for power, and a vague sense of mulberry.
It's probably not a problem for Huo Zhizi to be granted the title of Marquis Yinzi in the future and be worthy of enjoying the Imperial Ancestral Temple."
Shang Kexi suppressed the unknown emotions surging in his heart, and felt as if he was back to the first day he stepped into Guangzhou City. Fortunately, ten years have passed, and now he has a panoramic view of Guangzhou City.
So he looked at Li Xinghe and showed a smile that was like a universal smile from the other side.
"Prepare money and silk early tomorrow morning, and I will go to Guangxiao Temple to offer incense, so that I can express my sincerity for the peace of the world and the well-being of all people, and leave some merit to return to the Dharma Realm..."
Shang Kexi sang the Buddha's name twice in a low voice, seeming very comforted. Li Xinghe followed behind him and laughed humbly. Bai Zhen didn't know why and could only smile with him. For a while, the room was filled with a happy atmosphere, except for the brocade couch.
Shang Zhixin, who was sitting on the bed, seemed unbearable to be disturbed. He turned over suddenly and fell asleep with his head covered facing the wall.
"What a scoundrel!"
As soon as Shang Kexi saw the dandy appearance of his eldest son, his originally kind-hearted appearance turned into an angry look, and he angrily stood up with his servants.
"Master Bai, let's go."
Until Shang Kexi's footsteps disappeared, Li Xinghe walked out of the prince's room with a confused Bai Zhen, and closed the door without any fuss. The expression on his face instantly changed to another indifferent look.
The two then stepped into the courtyard, with the night's wind and rain faintly behind them.