Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Three: There are saints here, who are not the kings of Qin?
At three o'clock, Chang'an City has entered a curfew again.
Roll, roll, roll...
A carriage was swaying on the dark street. On both sides of the carriage, there were two lanterns with writing on them hanging, but because the lanterns kept shaking, the writing was not very clear.
"who……"
A group of soldiers on night watch stopped the carriage.
"Stop for inspection!"
"A certain person is Fang Qiao, who joined the army in Prince Qin's palace..."
The car curtain was lifted, revealing the figure of a green-robed official, handing over his fish charm.
"On the order of King Qin, the Twelve Guards General, we inspected the curfew situation in Chang'an."
After taking a look at the opponent's clothes and the handed-out fish charm, the captain who took the lead immediately handed the fish charm back with both hands respectfully, and then waved his hand.
"Let go!"
After hearing the order, the soldiers on night watch immediately moved out of the way, and then the carriage continued to run.
Fang Xuanling put down the car curtain, retreated into the car, turned around and saw King Qin Li Shimin sitting by the car window, looking at the scenery outside the window with interest.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Chang'an City at night. It feels a lot more depressed than when I was fighting cocks and horses here alone."
"Emperor Yang's lack of moral principles led to great chaos in the world, and Chang'an will naturally be affected."
Fang Xuanling selectively ignored what King Qin said about him fighting cocks and running away horses, and said.
"But fortunately, with the saint and King Qin, Chang'an will definitely..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Shimin pointing outwards with his hand excitedly.
"Xuanling, look, that beam of light has appeared again!"
Fang Qiao also knows about the pillar of light that Li Shimin mentioned...
In the past few months, at night in Chang'an City, there will be a snow-white light rising straight into the sky from time to time, and human figures can be faintly seen in the light. Some people say that there is a treasure about to be unearthed in Chang'an City, and some people say that it is the coming and going of gods.
Some people even said that after they fell ill, they got better after being illuminated by the light...
The current saint, His Majesty Li Yuan, is said to be very interested in this and even sent the Taishi Bureau to investigate. Of course, he found nothing. Some eminent monks also tried to find out the secret of this light, but there seemed to be no progress.
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Over time, this light became the talk of people in Chang'an City after dinner.
After the light flickered for a while, just like every time before, it disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the carriage carrying Fang Xuanling and King Qin had also quietly entered Yongle Square and arrived in front of the Qingdu Temple under the pretext of checking the curfew.
Just when their carriage arrived at the gate of Qingdu Temple, the two locked gates opened automatically without any wind, and then they heard an old voice coming from inside.
"The distinguished guest is here. If you don't have to go far to greet us, please come in!"
After the burly man driving the carriage saw the gate of Qingdu Temple open, he planned to drive the carriage inside, but was stopped immediately.
"His Royal Highness, King Qin, is destined, so you don't have to go in!"
Fang Xuanling opened the car door and patted the big man on the shoulder.
"You turn the car around here and wait for us to come out."
"yes!"
The big man agreed, then stopped the carriage. King Qin Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling jumped out of the carriage and walked into the gate of Qingdu Temple.
It was already dark at this time, and the surroundings were dark, with only a few lanterns hanging under the eaves giving off a faint light.
With this light, Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling saw an old Taoist priest with a white beard and an immortal style, wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, standing in front of the door of the hall, facing them.
One of them smiled and said.
"There is a sage here, who must be the King of Qin?"
After hearing these words, both Qin Wang Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling were stunned.
This situation was exactly the same as when the two of them met the master of Maoshan, Wang Yuanzhi, in Luoyang. At that time, His Highness the King of Qin also went incognito with the two of them. When they saw Wang Yuanzhi, the first words he said
That's what it said.
There is a sage among them, who is not the King of Qin?
"It's Shimin!"
After the shock, Li Shimin lowered his head and bowed to the white-bearded old Taoist priest in front of him.
"May I ask the old Taoist Priest, where is Taoist Priest Qingwei?"
"Oh, he is in a state of trance now..."
The old Taoist priest waved his hand towards the main hall.
"Although the body is here, the spirit has already gone to Lingnan, and it is estimated that he will not be back until almost dawn."
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling looked in the direction pointed by the old Taoist priest. Under the lights of the main hall, they saw the little Taoist priest in white sitting on the futon in the middle of the main hall, his eyes closed.
"Although Qingwei is not here, the old Taoist knows the purpose of your visit."
The old Taoist priest looked at Li Shimin with a kind smile.
"The King of Qin would like to ask why the old Taoist would know about the top-secret things Wang Yuanzhi told the King of Qin, right?"
Before Li Shimin nodded, the old Taoist priest had already turned around with a smile and walked towards the stone table next to the yard.
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling looked at each other, and then followed them at the same time.
As they walked, the two of them listened to the old Taoist priest.
"Of course it's because these things you are talking about are all right in front of my eyes. I don't even want to know them!"
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling looked at each other again, with confused expressions in their eyes.
The two of them were absolutely certain that when they first met Wang Yuanzhi, there would never be a fourth person around, let alone anyone who would say these words in front of others.
"Come on, sit down!"
When he walked to the stone table, the old Taoist priest very naturally brushed his sleeves on the stone bench next to the stone table, asked the two of them to sit down, and then raised the pot in his hand.
"Tea, coffee, or cola?"
Seeing Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling's confused expressions, the old Taoist priest smiled kindly again.
"Then let's have a cup of sweet syrup each. It will be warmer if we drink something hot on a cold day."
As he spoke, the old man began to use the pot in his hand to pour something that seemed to be black but still steaming into the cups in front of them. As the teacups gradually filled up, a strange aroma also rippled.
Got up.
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling looked at each other again, with horrified expressions on each other's faces.
The two of them were sure that before the old Taoist priest took out the pot and poured water for them, there was definitely no tea cup in front of them.
Seeing the two of them in a daze, the old man smiled and picked up the teacup in front of him and raised it towards them.
"Let's drink some while it's hot first to warm yourself up."
Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling mechanically raised the cups in front of them, raised them to the old man, and then brought them to their mouths.
As soon as the cup was brought to their mouths, they immediately smelled a rich aroma that they had never smelled before. Then they took a sip, and suddenly a silky, soft and soft feeling that they had never experienced before appeared in their mouths.
It was put into their mouths and rubbed together to make it smooth and thick, especially sweet. It was a feeling they had never experienced before.
Fang Xuanling closed her eyes and felt it for a moment, then picked up her cup again and took another sip.
It’s so sweet and delicious!
One mouthful after another, he couldn't stop at all. It wasn't until Fang Xuanling poured it into his mouth again and found that the cup was empty that he became alert and unknowingly drank this so-called cup in one breath.
I drank all the sweet syrup.
Fang Xuanling resisted the urge to lick the cup and put down the cup in her hand. Then she realized that His Highness King Qin had already finished his cup and was looking at the old Taoist priest pitifully, wanting another cup.
"It seems you are indeed a little thirsty..."
After the two of them finished drinking, the old Taoist priest very considerately reached out and poured a glass for each of them.
"Then let's have another drink!"
"..."
After having the last cup of base, both King Qin and Fang Xuanling became much calmer this time when they picked up the cup to drink the sweet syrup. At least they would not find out that the cup was empty until they finished drinking it.
This kind of thing happened.
"Dare to ask the chief..."
After another drink, Li Shimin finally asked his question.
"What exactly is this sweet syrup that I drank, and why is it so sweet?"
"This product is produced overseas and is the product of a fruit called cocoa."
The old Taoist priest stroked his beard with his hands.
"When I was traveling overseas in the past, I picked some..."
"overseas……"
Li Shimin keenly discovered the key points in the old Taoist priest's words.
"Taoist Priest, are you talking about the Ten Continents and Three Islands?"
"Well, based on my Chinese records, I can indeed say that."
The old Taoist priest nodded and said affirmatively.
"But it's just not called by this name locally."
After seeing the old Taoist priest admit that he had been to ten continents and three islands overseas, Li Shimin's eyes suddenly shone with excitement.
"Excuse me, Taoist priest, since you have been to the Ten Continents and Three Islands, have you ever seen the elixir?"
"Elixir of death? Hahaha..."
The old Taoist priest laughed loudly.
"You can't have your cake and eat it too. You must know that even if the world has the art of immortality, it will not fall into the hands of an emperor. Prince Qin, you can think about it carefully. Do you want the art of immortality or the power of an emperor?"
body."
"this……"
Li Shimin hesitated immediately.
"Can't you choose both the art of immortality and the body of an emperor?"
The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head. Although his face was kind, his expression was firm.
Li Shimin frowned, and after thinking seriously for a long time, he finally sighed and shook his head.
"If possible, I still want to be an emperor."
"Well, King Qin, it's good that you can clarify your own mind."
The old Taoist priest said in a condescending tone.
"As Wang Yuanzhi said, King Qin will be the emperor of peace one day, and he is willing to love himself."