The ape-like Poison Dragon with long arms and legs stared blankly at the sky.
Even in the daytime, he seemed to have found the Ziwei Emperor Star in the sky, which represented the emperor!
"Ziweixing is weak... changes occur every day. The destiny of Dasong seems to have shortened by ten years?"
Du Longzi kept making calculations and suddenly laughed: "The greedy wolf star in the north is prosperous... This is a situation that attracts wolves into the house! The great dynasty... is over! The revenge of my master's sect can be avenged!"
Back then, his Taoist priest ordered a dragon's lair for the prince, but was discovered by the imperial court and suppressed directly. The massacre was brutal.
He was the only one to escape, and he had a bloody feud with the Dasong court.
At this time, when I saw that Da Song's destiny was broken and troubled times came ahead of schedule, I almost felt like dancing with joy.
"Dragon Fighting has reached its peak early. I'm afraid many orthodox orders have not thought that they will be caught off guard. This is what I know.
Du Longzi thought of the auspicious acupoint he had discovered, and couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.
"Although our ancestors have long warned that fighting for a dragon is dangerous and will lead to a narrow escape, it will also endanger the people around you... But the old Taoist priest, his father, his brothers, his apprentices, his nephews, all died... what else is there to be afraid of? There is a dangerous light in Dulongzi's eyes.
Staring at the map fiercely: "Jiangnan is rich and prosperous. Jiangzhou Prefecture has a million people and can support an army of 100,000. It is a good place to start a business. But... we need to compete with the Wuxiao Sect."
But there is nothing that can be done about it. Daoist disciples can see Daosong's situation, and they have already made arrangements to find investments with dragon spirit and plan to fight for the dragon.
Even if Du Longzi leaves Jiangzhou Prefecture and goes to other prefectures, he will still encounter other Taoism.
Therefore, it is better to be more experienced than raw, and just start things locally.
"There is no guarantee that Qianlong will actually succeed... there are too many mistakes, and Dao Sect investment is only for starting a business.
In the end, it depends on the master's strategy, decision-making, virtue, and courage to win the support of all parties and have full wings to achieve the final goal!
"If you really think that relying on Taoist dragon veins can lay the foundation for everything, and focus on minor techniques and forget about the Dao, you will definitely fail!
Dulongzi looked in a certain direction with deep eyes: "In this opening... I first killed the Qianlong selected by the Wuxiao Sect deep in the Yunshan Mountain.
A large number of buildings gathered together. Although the construction was simple, the details were quite ingenious. Cangsong Taoist held a fly whisk and came to a main hall.
In the middle of the hall, there were densely packed memorial tablets, but underneath was a Taoist priest with a ruddy complexion, a white beard, and a skin like that of a baby, with no wrinkles in sight.
“Cangsong has seen a real person!
The real man nodded slightly, and Cangsong took the initiative to stand with the two rows of Taoist priests.
After a while, the real person said: "The weather has changed, and Dasong is afraid that the country's fortune will not be good for another ten years!
This opening was truly shocking!
The Taoists below were shouting and whispering to each other, and the Taoist priest came out to prostrate himself and said: "The destiny of Dasong was determined by all the Taoists during the Taoist assembly. How come there are such changes?"
"The deaths of officials have been very strange before, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen!"
Cangsong was also shocked.
"When the country is about to perish, evildoers will appear. I'm afraid it has something to do with that Xu Lingzi.
The real person said: "But if he does such a thing, even if he is a god through human beings, he will inevitably suffer the consequences of the fate of a country. Even an immortal can't bear it. Don't worry about him anymore... Cangsong!"
"Master Nephew is here. Cangsong felt a chill in his heart and quickly went out to salute.
"As soon as Dasong died, the world's struggle for dragons immediately entered an intense stage, and it continued to develop for countless years."
The real person said: "What do you think of the Qianlong chosen by me?
Cangsong's thoughts turned quickly and he said loudly: "Although Qianlong is only sixteen years old now, he is already a majestic figure...
Tao believes that at this time, the more you cannot give up, but rather help it get started quickly, otherwise all your previous efforts will be in vain!"
"good!
There was no expression on the real man's face, he just said: "In that case, go down the mountain and assist Qianlong!
"Follow the law!"
Cangsong's heart trembled. If he went down the mountain and involved too much, he would be risking his life and fortune. But thinking of his previous investment, he had no choice but to accept it firmly.
There are thirty-eight prefectures in Dasong, and each prefecture has a garrison.
For example, in Jiangzhou Prefecture, a "Fengxiang Army" was stationed, and a military envoy was appointed to sit on one side, but he was mainly in charge of affairs.
This kind of local garrison sounds majestic, but in fact it is just a military unit. Whenever there is a natural disaster or man-made disaster, the young and strong people are taken in to form an army. There is little training at ordinary times. During the battle, they only undertake some chores and logistics. Dasong Zhenmao
The elite is the capital's forbidden army composed of elite soldiers selected from all over the country!
These hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops are not only strong in troops and horses, but also have first-class equipment and morale. They are the greatest asset of the Dasong official family to defend the emperor and suppress the local area!
Once something happens to the Forbidden Army, warlords from all over the country will definitely be ready to take action. This is completely a matter of strength comparison.
Of course, from the Taoist's perspective, the real dragon in the capital is weak, and the dragons, snakes, tigers and wolves everywhere are ready to move.
The autumn breeze brings refreshment.
A small boat went all the way down the river. There were two people on the boat, looking at the ripe rice in the paddy fields on the shore, they both nodded.
"Father, the south is no better than the Central Plains. There are many river systems, paddy fields, windmill irrigation, and abundant rice harvests... there will be food, and there will be no refugees.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a brocade robe, breathed in the air that seemed to be fragrant with rice a little greedily, and said with a smile.
"Three years of severe drought in the Central Plains have resulted in countless refugees and bandits... Even after Zhang Ye's cleanup, the chaos in various prefectures and counties is indeed not as good as in the south, a land of peace and tranquility.
Behind the young man, a middle-aged scribe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It seems that it is right to be an official in the south... ahem...
As the middle-aged man spoke, his face turned pale again, and he coughed a few times. It seemed that he was not in good health.
His name was Chen Hong. He passed the civil service examination at the age of fifteen. After that, he failed several imperial examinations and was directly promoted to a ninth-rank official.
After more than ten years of hard work, he finally became the magistrate of Hezi County, with his son Chen Zitong next to him.
Chen Zitong rarely studied, but he preferred to wield swords and guns. His martial arts skills were extraordinary. He once held a whistle stick and
There is no rival in the countryside.
Although Chen Hong liked him, he was often troubled by his troubles, so he took him with him to teach him.
The boat moved slowly and stopped at a pier.
Chen Hong and Chen Zitong got off the boat. It was the middle of the sun, so they found a teahouse to rest and ordered some food.
After the meal, Chen Hong coughed again and again, and he felt better after drinking tea.
"Father," Chen Zitong rolled his eyes and said: "I heard that there is a strange man from Luzhou who can conquer white tigers and has cross pear, fire and jujube, which can cure all kinds of diseases. So my son went to Luzhou to ask for some for you."
The spiritual fruit can also be used to cure lung diseases..." Chen Hong glanced at his son, knowing that he was probably too restrained and wanted to find an excuse to go out for fun. He said, "Zitong, you are very filial, but
There is nothing wrong with being a father."
"Haha...this young master invited me.
At this moment, a Taoist came over, it was Cangsong!
"Who are you?"
Chen Zitong narrowed his eyes slightly and reached for the dagger in the package.
This murderous aura and martial arts immediately made Cangsong excited, and at the same time he felt happy: 'Originally, this hidden dragon still needs eight years to grow... I have been worried about whether this visit will be suspected of robbing the seedlings, but seeing this gesture, it is really
The snake-like nature √ was worthy of his respect and he immediately bowed: "I am a poor man, Cang Song, because I heard that the young master mentioned the gathering of strangers in Luzhou, so I took the liberty to come...
… Young Master, you know that even if you go to Luzhou at this time, you won’t be able to find that person…”
"Oh? Why? Chen Zitong became interested and asked casually.
"The Taoist from Luzhouji is named Xu Lingzi, and he has already gone to the capital!" Cangsong smiled slightly jealously: "I have returned the favor to the true king..."
The transmission of information in ancient times was backward, not to mention that few people could connect Fangla in Luzhou with Xuzi, the demon king who was famous in the capital. Therefore, Chen Zitong was really surprised: "Is this true?
"Of course it's true." Cangsong replied with a smile and looked at Chen Zitong's face carefully: "To be honest, I am good at reading faces. This young master is full of heaven and has a majestic head. I'm afraid he will not be the thing in the pond in the future!
"You Taoist priest...
When Chen Hong heard the comment about something not in the pool, his heart moved, but there was no expression on his face: "You got yourself into trouble by cheating on food and drink?
"It turns out he is a local official, disrespectful and disrespectful." Cangsong didn't take it seriously, and saluted again: "But the poor Taoist relies on a few tricks to make a living, and I have never seen it wrong... If the prediction is true, the young master will make a fortune, right here
Within three days,
Hahaha…"
After that, regardless of the stunned Chen Hong and his son, they laughed and left.
Two days later.
County government.
Chen Zitong was practicing martial arts in the courtyard with a hundred steel sword.
What he learned was military swordsmanship. Each move was not pretty, but it was simple, practical, and sinister. The wind of the sword cut through the air and made a whirring sound.
I don't know why, but after hearing the Taoist priest's comments that day, Chen Zitong felt as if a fire had been ignited in his heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter.
How can a man who is a real man stand in the world and succumb to others?
He must do something big in this life to live up to this life!
If I can achieve great things in the future, please cut down this tree!
After using the old trick, Chen Zitong saw a plum blossom in front of him. Its branches were as knotted as snakes, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself that he would chop it with a knife.
puff!
With a flash of the sword, the plum blossom tree was cut in two and fell down.
"Could it be...that God's will is really on my side?"
Looking at the neatly broken growth rings of the plum tree, Chen Zitong couldn't help but murmur.
At this moment, a maid ran over and said, "Master, please invite me to the front hall to see you!"
"I? Guest? Chen Zitong wiped his sweat and felt a little confused, but he still changed his clothes and followed the maid to the hall.
In the hall, his father Chen Hong was talking to a military attaché.
The military attache's face was dark red, with an evil aura, and his voice was like a loud bell. He looked up and down, and then smiled: "Your Majesty is indeed a talented person! My Jiedushi also has good intentions. I hope the county magistrate will not refuse..."
"This matter is important, please allow me and my son to consider it for three days."
Chen Hong gritted his teeth and after sending the military attache away, Chen Zitong asked in confusion: "Father, what happened?
"Huh, it's not your business yet."
Chen Hong shook his head: "The reputation of the fight all the way has reached the ears of the Fengxiang Army Jiedushi, who specially sent people to recruit you as a scholar. Although the Chen family is not a scholarly family, and the scholar is not a military officer, how can we
With Big Head?
"Conquering the army?" Chen Zitong's eyes lit up. He had always been interested in the army, but his father didn't allow it and still wanted him to start a career.
However, although I had read a few books, I had no interest in the imperial examination articles at all. Even the scholar could not pass the examination. At this time, I was a little confused: "Why did Jiedushi recruit me? Could it be that he wanted to win over his father? But once
If the local envoy is like this, where does he place the magistrate? "My son is really smart, and this shows the crux of the problem."
Chen Hong stroked his beard: "As a father, I was confused, so I used a slow-down strategy instead of flatly refusing. "Your Excellency, the government is sending an urgent message!
Not long after, a government servant hurried in and delivered an official document.
After Chen Hong saw it, his face was shocked. He suddenly bowed to the north and cried: "Official family. For "Father?"
Chen Zitong knelt down, filled with doubts and confusion.
"The official family... passed away!
After Chen Hong bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, he stood up with red eyes: "The news has just reached the county level, but the Jiedushi in the mansion must have known about it for a long time. The Jiedushi had evil intentions and wooed the local officials. I'm afraid he didn't want to
For the vassal town?"
"I see, that makes sense."
Chen Zitong punched him.
"My son, do you really want to be a scholar? As a father, you must not allow it. This Fengxiang army has less than ten thousand soldiers and its weapons are weak.
Who is the opponent of the Forbidden Army?" Chen Hong lowered his voice: "Don't make a mistake and bring disaster to the clan!"
Chen Zitong rolled his eyes and made a respectful gesture: "Father, please rest assured, my son knows the pros and cons..."
County government office, at a tea stall not far away.
Cangsong Taoist practiced Xuan Gong silently and watched the county government's Qi count.
In the midst of a sea of white and red, a roar like a dragon or a snake suddenly came out. As soon as a snake's shadow appeared, Man Man couldn't help but take the lead.
"In troubled times, military power is the most important. Now everyone is still accustomed to favoring civil service over military power. Whoever reacts first will benefit the most.
"Although this scholar is just an official, he is close to the core. Once Jiedu makes Qingyan, he will be promoted quickly! He is not very troublesome... It is still not enough time. If Qianlong is given eight years to study quietly, cultivate his hopes and gather talents... and
Why bother with the chicken-and-egg strategy? If there is chaos in the world, just rise up and call for a hundred responses, and it will become a general trend in an instant!
At this time, we can only quietly pave the way, and secretly send some general seeds, Wang Zuo's talents, and masterminds to Qianlong... These are all young people now and can only be experienced in the flames of war. The capable ones will surpass the incompetent ones.
Death... Sigh... If you want a dragon, you have to go through thunderstorms. Even if you break it, there is nothing you can do...
As soon as he thought about this, Cansong couldn't help but think of the young man he saw that day who rebelled against the king's order.
If we can find the opponent and use his anti-king destiny to open the way for the real dragon and overcome obstacles, the plan will be even more perfect.