The situation in the world is changing rapidly, and the war in Jingzhou is about to break out.
The other five dynasties tightened their nerves, mobilized their troops and generals, and accumulated strength.
Only the Song Dynasty worked hard to build gardens, build palaces, and collect rare treasures, flowers, stones, and beauties.
Li Yu sighed deeply in his heart. The prime minister's surname was Cai and the emperor's name was Ji. They really deserved to be a "rookie" combination.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Cai Jing coughed slightly and asked, "Little Taoist Master?"
"Oh, I already know about the jade tower. We are not in a hurry to use the bronzes. Our Zhengjing Sect is willing to contribute some money to redeem these Buddha statues."
Cai Jing smiled and said: "It's all trivial matters. Why do it? Just use it wherever the Taoist Master wants. Come here, grind and prepare paper. I'll write a letter to the Ministry of Works and you can send it to me."
The old thief smiled very politely, but Li Yu knew very well in his heart that this old guy was colluding with Yu Lingtang, and he probably didn't have any good intentions towards him.
He stood up and said, "In that case, I would like to thank the Grand Master."
After leaving Cai Mansion, Li Yu rode his horse to a house on the outskirts of the city.
There was no one around, only sparse bamboos swinging in the corridor outside the courtyard.
Li Yu performed a concealment trick, his figure moved, disappeared out of thin air, and then jumped onto the wall.
Arriving at the house, Li Yu moved his fingers and released a spiritual power. Following this spiritual power, he found Hua Zixu.
He is meditating in the pavilion. It seems that he is practicing. This boy has a good adoptive father and the skills he practices are also good.
It's just that his mind wasn't on this before. No matter how much he was urged, he was just visiting brothels and fighting cocks, and he didn't have any thoughts on practicing.
Since the last time he was tortured by Li Yu and cut off his descendants, Hua Zixu has no longer had the biggest obstacle on his way to practice, and he works very hard every day.
The power of the water spirit wrapped around Hua Zixu's wrist. Li Yu peered into his Qi sea and found that this kid was about to break through and soon become a real monk, the kind who could pass the foundation building stage on his own.
Li Yu smiled from the bottom of his heart and secretly thought that he would also give him some sweetness, so-called giving both kindness and power.
Although this kid has been forced to lose any dignity by the cold poison, he is practicing so hard just to sneak into the higher-ups, get more and more useful information, and exchange the antidote with him.
Li Yu pinched a Foundation Building Pill, mixed it with the power of the water spirit, and injected it into the sea of qi from his wrist.
Hua Zixu's whole body trembled, the aura in his meridians surged, and his spiritual power gradually became abundant.
His eyes opened instantly, showing a hint of joy, and he unexpectedly made a breakthrough without realizing it.
When he saw the person in front of him, he was startled and hurriedly stood up, "Why are you here?"
"Seeing that you are practicing, I can help you."
Hua Zixu quickly thanked him profusely. He rolled his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and asked in a low voice: "What are your orders for your visit this time?"
This kid not only worked hard to make progress, but his brain was also brighter. Li Yu couldn't help but be speechless.
Some people, no matter how good the conditions you give them, can't make them calm down. On the contrary, it's better to make them suffer a lot.
Li Yu said: "I will arrange for a person to come to you soon, and you will contact him in the future. Just let him know all the information first."
"What evidence do you have?" Hua Zixu asked.
"I'll give him the antidote."
When Hua Zixu heard the word antidote, he showed a hint of ecstasy and nodded quickly.
Li Yu felt funny in his heart. It might not take long for this Hua Zixu to really make a name for himself in the Yuling Hall.
When the time comes, he cooperates with Shi Qian, and can set up a medium-sized intelligence network for himself, and can also mobilize the resources of Yulingtang and the Six Sects of the Tang Dynasty for his own use.
When Shi Qian was in the Song Dynasty, he was spying on information about the Song Dynasty, and he revealed the information to him; when he was spying on the intelligence about Yulingtang, Hua Zixu provided him with inside information, so it would be strange if he did not get promoted.
As for Shi Qian's loyalty, Li Yu had no doubt at all. Their master-disciple relationship was very deep.
There was no movement in the pavilion for a long time. Hua Zixu raised his head and realized that Li Yu had already left.
He was the only one left in the backyard. Hua Zixu wiped his forehead, which was covered with sweat.
Li Yu was too cruel at the beginning, and even today, when he sees Li Yu, his legs are still weak and trembling——
Daming, Jinling.
In a ruined temple, there was a big man holding a big bone in his hand, chewing it dripping with juice.
"Bah!" the big man spat and cursed: "Who do you think I am? I am a descendant of the Ming Dynasty, my emperor is the Yongle Emperor, and my grandfather is the Hongwu Emperor. How can I join these birdies like you?
Harmful to the Ming Dynasty."
Opposite him, a man dressed as a scribe smiled and said: "King Han, haven't you seen clearly? You are no longer a prince, let alone an uncle, but a fugitive who is wanted everywhere. The Ministry of Punishment has long issued the arrest documents.
, whoever catches you will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver."
Zhu Gaoxu was a tall man and powerful man, with amazing military force. He made great achievements in the war during the crisis.
He is not an ordinary royal family, he is one of the few remaining top military generals in the Ming Dynasty, and he is in his prime.
"No matter how bad you say it is, it is absolutely impossible for me to follow a group of you birdmen to conquer my country."
The scribe's eyes were sinister, "King Han, if we hadn't given you something to eat, you wouldn't have been able to eat even a bite of meat, and you wouldn't have dared to show your face. You dare to talk about your family's status, wouldn't it be ridiculous?"
Zhu Gaoxu sneered, "You know nothing."
The scribe's face turned red and he clenched his fists. If he hadn't been worried that he couldn't beat this guy, he would have taken action long ago.
He walked away, followed by dozens of warriors behind him.
Zhu Gaoxu closed the temple door with his foot, burped comfortably, and began to make calculations in his mind.
He certainly cannot use external forces to rebel, and his former subordinates may not be willing to follow him now.
That ruthless nephew, like his fat father, always talks the same thing and has a heart as hard as stone, and he will never forgive himself.
The only solution for now is to escape from the Ming Dynasty and come back when there is a chance to kill Zhu Zhanji.
After thinking about it, Zhu Gaoxu closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A man on the top of the temple, listening to the thunderous snoring, shook his head and said with a smile: "No wonder he can't compete with his elder brother, he is too ambitious."
The Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty were both top powers among the Six Dynasties. They once had the same territory and population as the Tang Dynasty.
In the Song Dynasty, its descendants failed to live up to expectations and quickly became corrupted; while the decline of the Ming Dynasty was mostly due to internal strife.
Emperor Hongwu succeeded to the throne and purged his civil servants and generals. Later, he caught up with Jingnan and killed a large number of generals.
Although the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, with the exception of Emperor Jianwen, were all powerful and powerful, they still could not avoid the Ming Dynasty being left behind by the Tang Dynasty, and its national power declined sharply.
In the time and space of the Six Dynasties, both Hongwu and Yongle's lifespans were reduced by more than half. Zhu Gaochi died before he came to power, and his son Zhu Zhanji took the throne directly.
So in the past few decades, there have been four emperors. However, after going round and round, the throne was still passed to the third generation.
