Chapter 720 Yuan Huaimin: I don’t accept any mantle except money! [Please vote for me!]
Faced with the almost straightforward topic of "inheriting the mantle".
Wu Daozi heard an unexpected answer from Yuan Huaimin.
"If, if it's a mantle of gold, silver, jewelry or something like that, sir, you can give it to me and I'll help you keep it. As for the other things, forget it."
Yuan Huaimin waved his hands vigorously and rejected half of it righteously.
Wu Daozi clapped his hands and laughed.
"Hahaha, little Huaimin, you, you, are still the same as before."
"Mr. Wu, please leave quickly. The whereabouts of your arrival may have been spread out. People from the government may be on the way. Brother Lianghan is very powerful, and so is Yan Canjun. Not even the slightest disturbance in the city can escape the eyes of them and the female officials of the Supervisory Yuan.
"
Wu Daozi asked curiously:
"Who is this Brother Lianghan? Is he your young governor from Jiangzhou named Ouyang?"
"That's right."
"Did he assist the imperial court in promulgating some ban on transgressing women, and did he also kill all the informants of Yunmeng Jianze in Jiangzhou?"
"Yes, Brother Lianghan is very powerful in his actions."
"oh."
The lean old man's reaction was indifferent. Yuan Huaimin saw that his buttocks showed no intention of moving at all. He sat on the stone bench, drank tea slowly and said:
"This young man probably won't be able to protect himself. Don't worry, I won't be able to control you these two days."
Yuan Huaimin immediately asked:
"What do you mean? What does sir know?"
His face looked a little unspeakable.
Wu Daozi smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Huaimin swallowed his saliva and asked nervously: "Sir, do you know something about the celebration ceremony?"
Wu Daozi took another look at his expression and suddenly asked, "Does Xiao Huaimin know something?"
Yuan Huaimin shook his head and continued to ask after a while:
"Sir, do you know that person from Yunmeng Jianze?"
Wu Daozi did not answer, but said with a sigh:
"However, if you use the words of your government, I am also a rebel."
Yuan Huaimin looked worriedly towards the door and asked:
"Is that gentleman from Tiannan Jianghu, or from Southwest Kuangfu Army?"
Wu Daozi chuckled:
"Is there any difference? Those who oppose her Wei Zhao are not all rebels. How can they be said to be loyal ministers of Emperor Kuangfu? Well, they are all here to rob her of the empire of the Puppet Zhou Dynasty, but she doesn't want to think about it.
Did you steal the empire that Taizong conquered, and did you bully Taizong's heirs? A thief who steals pearls, a lord who steals a country, but he who is the founder of terracotta warriors has no descendants?"
The old man shook his head and asked:
"Little Huaimin, are you waiting for the kid next door?"
Yuan Huaimin immediately stood up halfway and asked nervously: "Sir, what did he do to him?"
Wu Daozi said calmly: "It's nothing, but he is probably busy and won't come to see you."
"Sir, what do you mean by this? What's wrong with Brother Yu?"
Wu Daozi waved his hand and said:
"He is originally from Jianze. It seems that his daughter has also joined Jianze and has become the direct disciple of the second female monarch. Of course, his life is worry-free."
Yuan Huaimin didn't understand, so he guessed and asked:
"Mr. Wu didn't come alone, right?"
Wu Daozi smiled, as if he said something, but also as if he didn't say anything:
"I came here to see you alone. You just need to know this. No one will bother us. Xiao Huaimin, you don't have to be suspicious all the time. Sit down and have a drink with me. Let's talk. We will have a long time."
We haven’t talked anymore.”
Yuan Huaimin looked straight at the old man drinking tea, slowly sat back on the stool, and suddenly asked:
"Mr. Wu, why do I always feel that you still look exactly the same as before, and you haven't aged."
Wu Daozi said kindly: "Want to know? In fact, you can do the same. You just need to come to Peach Blossom Spring to find me and inherit my mantle."
He wondered: "What does this mean? Mr. Wu, aren't you here now?"
Wu Daozi smiled and said nothing.
Yuan Huaimin lowered his head to think, but was still restless. He said with a sad face:
"I don't want to go to some Peach Blossom Spring. It sounds like a place outside the world. Since Mr. Wu said it was good there and he hasn't been found by anyone from the court for so many years. He stayed there so well. Why did he suddenly come to Xunyang City?"
Wu Daozi poured him a cup of tea: "Can't I just look at you?"
"What's good about me? I'm just an idler." Yuan Huaimin shook his head, his face gradually became serious: "Sir, did you... come here for the celebration ceremony?"
Wu Daozi did not answer.
Yuan Huaimin stretched out his hand to put away the tea bowl: "If you don't tell me, I will be flustered and have trouble sleeping and eating. Don't blame me for not thinking about old friendship, so I can only see the guests off."
Wu Daozi looked at him, took off a scroll from his waist, the two shafts were made of bronze, and handed it to Yuan Huaimin.
The old man smiled and said:
"No more joking, little Huaimin, if you can inherit my mantle, this thing will be yours from now on. This is the treasure of your Jingzhao Yuan clan."
"Mr. Wu, this painting axis belongs to my family. I gave it to you. You don't need it now."
"No, the before and after are not the same thing. What you gave to you and what I gave to me are two different things."
"What's the meaning?"
"If the painting axis that was once hidden in the secret vault of your Jingzhao Yuan clan was a gray and dead object, then the painting composed of the painting axis in my hand now is a
Living things, like the finishing touch, come to life, it’s nothing like the same thing.”
Facing Yuan Huaimin's puzzled gaze, Wu Daozi was not impatient. He was surprisingly patient with this student and said:
"It was originally written by Tao Yuanming, a famous scholar of the Southern Dynasty three hundred years ago. Later, the Southern Dynasty was defeated and the scroll was left in the north. It fell into the hands of your ancestor, Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Later, it was demanded by a scholar of the Cui family in Qinghe.
To pass, he added another thing. This scholar surnamed Cui was a great scholar. Unfortunately, he died tragically at the hands of another ancestor of your Yuan family. After his death, this thing will still be left to you Yuan and Wei.
Legacy.
"The later glory and disgrace of the Northern Wei Dynasty was all linked to this thing. Now if it can return to the hands of someone with the blood of the Tuoba family of the Northern Wei royal family, this period of cause and effect that has not been recorded in the history of the Qing Dynasty will continue. Xiao Huai Min, you really have a hint of destiny..."
Having said this, the lean old man counted his fingers for a while, and Yuan Huaimin heard him murmuring as if to himself:
"Looking at the current dynasty, Da Qian inherited the Sui Tong, and the Puppet Zhou Dynasty stole the Qian Tong intact, and the Sui Tong came from the melting pot of the Northern Dynasties that lasted for three hundred years. The Southern Dynasties lost the Ding Ding dispute, and the Northern Dynasties gathered their achievements. The first was the Dasui Dynasty, which stood out, and the young mad emperor’s cavalry traveled south of the Yangtze River...
"But the Northern Wei Dynasty was the first dynasty of the Northern Dynasties. It was an important starting point. The subsequent Sui, Qian, and Pseudo-Three Dynasties were all inextricably related to it. It can be said that without the Northern Wei Dynasty, they might not have existed. , the final direction of the struggle between the Southern and Northern Dynasties is still unknown!
"For example, you, the Jingzhao Yuan clan, also managed to survive in the current Wei Zhou Dynasty; all the aristocratic families that are now so big that it secretly gives the pseudo-Zhou Empress some headaches also originated from the Northern Wei Dynasty... Qinghe, the first Han aristocratic family in the Northern Wei Dynasty The Cui family is now the first of the five surnames and Qiwang.
"So Sui, Qian, and the Pseudo-Zhou Dynasty were all successors of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and their dragon veins were all located in the Kunlun Mountains. In a sense, their dragon energy all began in the Northern Wei Dynasty. What's even more coincidental is that the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty was Luoyang. It is what Wei Zhou calls the divine capital now!
"Little Huaimin, do you now know how special your bloodline is? The Pseudo Zhou you served as an official inherited from your ancestors, so you have the qualifications to receive the destiny, although this qualification is not enough There are not many people, but they are an admission ticket. Without it, no matter how heroic the character is, he will come to an end...
"By the way, do you know what is the most wonderful thing for me now?"
The more Yuan Huaimin listened, the more he sweated and became frightened. Before he could formulate a word to answer, the lean little old man chuckled and asked and answered his own questions:
"Daqian belongs to the virtue of earth, and the virtue of earth is metal, so Wei Zhou belongs to the virtue of metal, and the Northern Wei Dynasty founded by your ancestors belongs to the virtue of water, haha.
"Under the instigation of the two Wei brothers, she, Wei Zhao, chose a Feng Shui treasure land called "Dragon Gate" in the ancient Feng Shui books, which is famous in the world. The Buddha is trying to stabilize the so-called national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but he doesn't know that among the five elements, metal happens to be the source of water. Isn't this gathering luck for you Yuan family? What is it if it isn't making you wedding clothes? Hahaha, what a reincarnation! .”
Wu Daozi smiled heartily:
"Little Huaimin, tell me, what will happen if your descendant of the Jingzhao Yuan clan gets dragon energy again? The girl in your family who changed her surname to Yi is still a little short-sighted. She only knows how to take the Yuan clan and her father with her father. That Dao Yuan Wei secretly sought refuge with the fake Empress Zhou to please her, and took a detour, but he didn’t know that there was a brand new way that could make the Jingzhao Yuan clan prosper..."
Wu Daozi sighed deeply, turned around and said softly:
"Actually, we also need to include the Prince of Xunyang. Li Xian was the crown prince appointed by Emperor Gaozong. He later became the deposed emperor and lost his authority. But after all, he was the true dragon emperor. With this true dragon embryo here, he can now become the emperor again. King Xunyang would naturally gather dragon energy and attract dragon-supporting talents. Lixian started to gain momentum in the southeast. In a sense, what he gathered was the remaining dragon energy from the Southern Dynasties. Xunyang City is located in the middle of the Yangtze River. It can be half the land of Longxing...
"Using that unknown Qi-gazing technique, the role played by the Xunyang Prince's Palace in recharging its energy is actually the same as what Li Zhengyan and others are doing in the southwest now. They are starting from scratch, so Kuang Fu’s army will need Prince Xunyang’s Mansion. They can combine the dragon. The two complement each other. After joining the dragon, they can eat half of it in one bite and steal Qian Tong’s pseudo-Zhou dragon energy. Unfortunately, King Xunyang seems to have other ideas. After all, he is a forceful melon. It’s not sweet. There is a high probability that the Xunyang Palace has an expert to guide you. This person can influence the current situation in the southwest with just a few words. Tsk, tsk, I really want to meet this Taoist friend...
"But little Huai Min, if you are willing to inherit my mantle and master this new picture, I will find you help in reviving the army. If you two join forces, I will find you some dragon energy, and I will act as an orphan of the Northern Wei Dynasty. , maybe we can’t bypass Prince Xunyang’s Mansion and fight for destiny...
"The winners and losers actually lie in this Jiangzhou. Prince Xunyang's Mansion counts as one, Kuang Fujun counts as one, and you are actually only half of them. You are an alternative. But the three of you, as long as you choose the other two and work together, you can win. Attacking the Dragon Vein of the Pseudo-Zhou Dynasty, hehe, maybe she was also feeling uneasy. Wei Zhaocai worked hard to build the giant Buddha in Xunyang City, and this time she sent so many people...
"So, when I say that there is an emperor's spirit in the southeast, I am sincere and will not deceive the world. It is true that Wei Zuo is about to die, and the false Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed."
Yuan Huaimin seemed dumbfounded and stared blankly at Wu Daozi, who was counting Tianran's fingers for him.
The latter asked with a kind and considerate look: "Xiao Huaimin, with such a mantle, let alone gold, silver and jewelry, you will be able to distribute money all over the world in the future. How about we give it a little thought?"
Yuan Huaimin was stunned for a moment, and then, almost without thinking, he shook his head like a rattle:
"Me? It's impossible for me, don't be joking."
Wu Daozi narrowed his eyes and said:
"Well then, let's not talk about these things for now, and don't think too much about it. After the celebration ceremony is over tomorrow, you can see it and then reply to me."
Yuan Huaimin asked with slightly trembling palms: "What do you want to do, sir?"
Wu Daozi pointed to the distance: "The newly built giant Buddha in Xunyang Grottoes is a good thing. I just brought it to you. With the giant Buddha and the new scroll in hand, who is destiny if you don't want it?"
The old man asked with a smile, Yuan Huaimin was stunned.
…
The sunset sets in the west.
Hukou County, at the foot of Phoenix Ridge Mountain.
In front of a roadside tavern, Wang Caozhi, who had just finished a simple snack, boarded the carriage with his entourage.
After getting in the car, he casually gave instructions:
"Go back to the county office."
After speaking, Wang Caozhi lowered his head and sniffed the fabric on his shoulder.
A scent of sandalwood lingers on the tip of the nose.
He let out a long breath.
In the past few days, Wang Caozhi has been supervising the man named Qian Chen at Guanyin Temple.
After Yan Liulang went back to resume his life, nothing happened in Guanyin Temple. The same happened to this thin-faced man. He lived in Guanyin Temple honestly and communicated with the monks in the temple every day. It seemed that he was talking about Princess Anhui.
No abnormalities were seen.
"You continue to keep an eye on Guanyin Temple. Someone will be watching you sooner or later, do you understand?"
"Yes, shopkeeper."
Jumping off the carriage in front of a large house next to the Hukou County Yamen, Wang Caozhi turned around and told his subordinates.
When he returned to the house, he immediately saw a young man in Taoist robes sitting and waiting in the living room. He quickly stepped forward to receive him:
"Why is Director Lu back? No longer watching over at the White Tiger Guard camp?"
Lu Ya said bluntly:
"Duan Yiwu left with half of the soldiers, probably back to Xunyang Grottoes. Before Pindao came, he received the order from Mr. Ouyang to follow them back to Xunyang City and supervise along the way."
"Duan Yiwu and the others have gone back?"
Wang Caozhi muttered, then suddenly slapped his forehead and realized what he was doing.
"By the way, the day after tomorrow is the celebration ceremony of Xunyang Grottoes, and they have to rush back to set up defenses."
"Um."
Wang Caozhi said with some envy: "If Director Lu had gone back early, he would have been able to catch Mrs. Zhen's birthday party."
"Pindao shouldn't join in the fun." Lu Ya nodded, with a paralyzed face showing no emotion.
"Okay." Wang Caozhi nodded: "When will the Taoist Master leave?"
"Duan Quanwu and the White Tiger Guards are going to the ferry. It may take midnight to wait for the boat to arrive. Pindao is going to pack his things and take a short rest. We will go with him at midnight."
"Okay, then I won't give it away."
"polite."
Wang Caozhi smiled and stopped being polite to Lu Ya. He said goodbye to him and went back to his room to rest and go to bed early tonight...
late at night.
Wang Caozhi was a little unaccustomed to sleeping without a woman. In the past, he would always bring a mature concubine with him when traveling. This trip to Hukou County was special, and his brother-in-law attached great importance to it and could not let women affect the speed of "progress".
So tonight he dreamed of the proprietress of the breakfast shop.
Halfway through his sleep, just when he was at his most energetic, Wang Caozhi was woken up by the boy keeping watch.
Not knowing what time it was outside, the night watchmen lit lanterns and gathered around the door and knocked on the door:
"Dong dong dong——"
"Who is it?" He muttered in confusion, with a somewhat dissatisfied look on his face.
A timid voice came from outside: "Shopkeeper, someone is here to report."
Wang Caozhi didn't open the quilt, but put his hand under the pillow and said calmly: "Who? Where did the brother come back from?"
The night watchman whispered: "Over there at Guanyin Temple."
He immediately woke up and said, "Come in!"
The boy led a messenger who was tired of travel directly into the house and came to the bedside. The messenger said something in Wang Caozhi's ear.
I saw that Wang Caozhi's expression changed slightly, and the specific expression could not be seen clearly in the dim environment.
His blanket was suddenly lifted and he ordered his subordinates:
"Go and ask for Director Lu immediately. If he's not at home, go to the ferry to chase him. It's best for us to have him accompany us on this trip, immediately, immediately!"