As the order was passed down and the Jufulou Towers in various places were closed, the story of the Qingyi Sect's persecution of Shanjiabao spread throughout the world again.
The emperor was so angry that he slapped the table, which was a slap in the face.
It had only been a few days since his edict was issued, but he said it was true, that Shanjiabao was good, and that the Qingyi Sect was bad.
It's fine now. After more than twenty days, not only has the Tsing Yi Sect not been wiped out, it's still bullying the good people he said.
"My majestic emperor, I can't protect Duan Shi, who has retired from old age and returned to his hometown. Where do you want me to put my face!"
"I'm just teasing my words here. If my face is lost like this, I don't care how hard you have worked and accomplished, I will replace you all!"
"Under the world, there are countless officials who want to enter this golden palace. I don't want you guys to be inferior, so please do something for me!"
The emperor got angry at the court meeting and trained all the civil and military officials to the point where they could not hold their heads up.
The officials knew that the emperor was really angry this time, and the Qingyi Sect was going against the trend. If they could not beat him to death, it would make the world think that the court was nothing more than this, and it would be more difficult to govern in the future.
After going to court, they did not dare to neglect, and sent out messages one after another, ordering, please, asking all parties to help encircle and suppress the Tsing Yi Sect.
At least all the hidden halls of the Tsing Yi Sect must be uncovered, and then officers and soldiers will naturally go to encircle and suppress them.
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The other side.
Only then did the Qingyi Sect’s general forum know that someone in the Qingyi Sect was going against the trend and insisted on touching Duan Shi.
The leader of the Tsing Yi Sect was also very angry. He said that he should hide it and just endure it for a while. When the limelight passes, he can change his appearance and continue.
Well now, the emperor is furious.
It's him, he's angry too.
I didn't kill you all, you just kept hiding incognito, why did you come out to cause trouble?
What's wrong is that there are secrets and stories in the rumors.
Duan Shi is crazy and his words don’t count, so you plan to catch Duan Shi and then concoct rumors to attack me!
The leader of the Tsing Yi Sect has a headache. Now the Tsing Yi Sect is riding a tiger. How can he collect it? Although he is not afraid of causing trouble, but he has sacrificed his followers for these nonsense, how will the people in the world laugh at him!
He did not make the Tsing Yi Sect bigger just for fun!
Seeing that the world is unstable, he is still waiting for the time when the world is in chaos to profit from it. What's more, he can turn into a grass python and turn into a dragon to fight for the world.
Even if you can't sit on the throne, you can still be made a marquis in the end.
It's fine now. What hasn't started yet? I'm forced to charge into battle just for a pointless cause.
By the way, why didn't I realize at the beginning that this gangster's subordinates were actually pig-like idiots!
Why are you so unclear about important matters?
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The leader of the Qingyi Sect thought about it so much that he had a headache. He couldn't think of anything worth remembering in Shanjiabao.
I have no choice but to ask for money.
If Duan Shi provokes the Tsing Yi Sect, just one million taels of silver.
No, the third-rate forces in Shanjiabao probably only earn a few hundred thousand taels a year from Jufulou's business in various places, and not much is left after tax.
Privately, although I have salt and iron, I dare not make it big, and I can only make tens of thousands taels of extra income a year.
The whole fort has expenses for one year, and at the end of the year, whether there will be a balance of 100,000 taels of silver is a question.
Even if I sell Shanjiapu for one million taels of silver, I'm afraid I won't be able to get that much cash.
Then, five hundred thousand taels? No, three hundred thousand taels is fine.
It can't be less. No matter how little Qingyi teaches, even the skin will be gone on his face.
The Tsing Yi Cult of Nuo University worked so hard for one to two hundred thousand taels of silver, which can make everyone in the world laugh out loud.
The leader of the Tsing Yi Sect thought about it, revised it again and again, and wrote it again and again, and finally he came up with a satisfactory letter.
The words are harsh, but the thunder is louder and the raindrops are lighter.
After watching it again for the last time, I still felt it was terrible.
Three hundred thousand taels of silver, it’s so shameful to spend a long time working on this little thing!
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The letter was read directly in front of the public, which was a bit more powerful.
The leader of the Tsing Yi Sect ordered Duan Shi to provoke the Tsing Yi Sect. He should have been sentenced to death, but since he was already crazy, he should be spared his life.
If Shanjiabao dared to kill the Qingyi disciples, he would be fined to hand over 300,000 taels of silver as compensation within one month, otherwise he would be beaten to death.
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The order spread quickly, and everyone understood that moving Duan was not the intention of the Tsing Yi Sect itself.
The 300,000 taels of silver felt funny, and everyone could feel the headache that the Tsing Yi Sect was having, otherwise they wouldn't have spent so much money on a mere 300,000 taels of silver.
People who don't understand it feel that the Tsing Yi Sect is very powerful, and the orders of the leader of the sect are made like an imperial edict from the emperor.
The emperor also thought so, but the Jianghu gangsters spoke like this, so he had no choice but to urge the secret agents to step up their investigation.
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On the other side, there is the outer palace of Lengmei Palace.
It was a wall-less city located at the foot of a thousand-foot high mountain, 1,500 miles northwest of the capital.
The main body is an ancient palace, with scattered residents, farmland and pastures scattered around the outside.
This is the place that the Duanmu family granted to Lengmei Palace when they became the royal family more than 300 years ago. Officers and soldiers will not enter, nor dare they enter.
The government does not have an office here, does not do business, and does not collect taxes.
On the surface, only one post station was set up to deliver messages and trade goods.
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In fact, no matter whether the Duanmu family gave it or not, Leng Meigong never thought about moving to another place.
For hundreds of years, Lengmei Palace has occupied the palace here and stayed here quietly.
Today, the population in this area reaches hundreds of thousands.
Among them, the main ones were those from the outer palace of Lengmei Palace, and the rest were a mixed bag.
Not to mention the displaced people, there are also many people who have fled.
Including the gangsters who are wanted by the government, but they will not arrest them even though they know they are here.
And they are all honest and obedient people here, and no one dares to make trouble, because all the troublemakers are dead.
The one who governs all this is naturally the outer palace of Lengmei Palace. Although there are not many disciples who have come out of the inner palace over the past few hundred years, and even fewer have married, there are still some.
It is they and their descendants who hold up the framework of the outer palace of Lengmei Palace.
Recruiting people, farming, herding, and doing business turned the outer palace of Lengmei Palace into a bustling big city.
The inner palace of Lengmei Palace is above the snow line on the mountain and in the snowy area.
It's not a palace, just courtyards made of ice, snow and rocks.
There is a top master living in every courtyard, who was, is, and will be in the future.
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The outer palace is bustling and lively, but the personnel strength is relatively low.
It’s not that you don’t teach, it’s your personal temperament.
Only those who can endure loneliness, see through the mundane world, and stay in the mountains for a long time can become masters.
If you can't bear it, your artistic conception will not be enough. When you get old, you will at best be an average master with enough internal energy.
That is not the kind of person Lengmeigong wants to cultivate. There is no need to stay on the mountain to suffer and come down at any time to enjoy life.
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Normal people live a lifetime and experience all kinds of experiences.
From the perspective of the freaks in Lengmei Palace, if everyone wants to try it, then go ahead and don’t complain about not being able to become a real master.
They only want one, and one is enough.
In the end, no matter whether you can become a true master or not, you will have no regrets.
Because everything is meaningless, what is meaningful is that I live according to my heart.
I control my destiny just like I control the sword in my hand.
The sword is in my hand, what do I want, and what can I not have?