Chapter 118: The power of one person can change the world
Since the heavy rain, the weather in Beijing has become particularly pleasant.
Wuliang Taoist Master, who was worshiped by tens of thousands of people, suddenly turned into a liar despised by everyone, in just a few days.
The White Crane Temple where he lived was originally very popular, but after this incident it became deserted.
His disciples, disciples, and grandsons were both ashamed of him and had no secure foothold in the capital, so they simply packed up their bags and dispersed.
Only seven days later, Wuliang also passed away suddenly. When he died, there was only a mute Taoist Taoist fire worker beside him.
The emperor did not pursue the case, but removed Wuliang's name as a real person after his death.
Although many ministers wrote letters requesting that Wuliang's crimes be exposed to the world, some even proposed to have Wuliang whipped to death out of anger.
However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that by not pursuing the matter, the emperor is preserving his own dignity.
Wuliang has been a national advisor for three years, and the emperor has been with him all day long. Wouldn't whipping his corpse be equivalent to slapping the emperor in the face?
However, Wuliang only became a topic of conversation for a few days, and soon no one mentioned it again.
Because people paid more attention to the wise man who asked for rain.
His name is Qingque, he has no surname.
The emperor sent people several times to announce his entry into the palace, but he refused to go.
Finally, the emperor came out of the palace to see him.
At that time, Qingque was cooking in an abandoned Zen courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing.
When Luan Jia arrived, he was sitting on a vine between two ancient trees cooking.
The vine is only as thick as a thumb and does not seem to be able to support the weight of a person.
However, Qingque felt very comfortable and relaxed sitting on it, and could even rock back and forth without falling off.
The guard who came to visit before said that Qingque even slept on this vine.
Even when the emperor arrived, he did not come down from the vine, but continued to cook with a calm expression.
A few green bricks were used to build a simple stove on the ground, with a broken pot on top.
The water in the pot has boiled, and three round white stones are boiling in it.
"Taoist Qingque, Your Majesty is here in person, why don't you come down and kneel down?" Shang Qiyan said.
"Could it be that His Majesty condescends just to accept the humble Taoist's obeisance?" Qingque raised his red phoenix eyes with a calm expression.
He is really very decent and has a transcendent demeanor.
It's as if white clouds can fly out of your sleeves with just a wave of your hand.
The emperor was greatly impressed by his grace and scolded Shang Qiyan: "The Taoist priest is an outsider, how can he be restrained by worldly etiquette?"
"I really don't dare to be an immortal," Qingque said with a slight smile, "but I really don't like to be restricted."
"Taoist Priest Qingque, since you have such magical powers, you shouldn't hide in the mountains and fields. You should accompany the Holy Master." Shang Qiyan said with a smile, "This is an honor that no one can ask for."
"Your Majesty is the most noble and noble. He answers every call. Why worry about having no one around you?" Qingque slowly shook his head, "Besides, this poor Taoist really has no ability."
But the more he behaves like this, the more interested the emperor becomes in him.
He said in person: "Master Taoist, please don't be humble. I really need a real person by my side. If you..."
Unexpectedly, Qingque interrupted the emperor's words: "The poor Taoist is used to being lazy. In the past, the King of Chu sent an envoy to ask Zhuang Zhou to be his prime minister, and Zhuang Zhou said he was willing to follow Tu. The same is true for the poor Taoist today.
People in this mortal world regard fame, wealth, and honor as life. They rush around and work hard, but they still end up in vain. I have jumped out, how can I go back?"
Then, no matter how much everyone tried to persuade him, he just kept silent.
The emperor was disappointed and turned around to leave when Qingque spoke again: "Your Majesty is here in person. I have nothing to offer you. It just so happens that the white stone soup has been cooked. You might as well have a bowl."
As he spoke, he took out a long-handled bamboo spoon, scooped out a bowl of water for boiling stones, and handed it to the emperor.
Shang Qiyan was afraid that it would be poisonous and did not dare to let the emperor drink it.
But the emperor said it was okay and drank it all in one gulp.
Then I felt so refreshed that I walked down the mountain without blushing or out of breath.
After the emperor returned to the palace, he still refused to give up and believed that Qingque was a true Taoist.
Some people also gave advice to the emperor, saying that he could follow Liu Bei's example and visit the thatched cottage three times.
After all, Qingque has not left the capital. Since he stays here, he will naturally have a chance.
Otherwise, why not just walk away? After all, a person like him can naturally be like a dragon.
The emperor thought it made sense, so he went to personally invite Qingque to the palace again and again.
Qingque still refused at first, but later he asked the emperor seriously: "Why did your Majesty invite me to the palace?"
The emperor did not hide anything, he said directly that he wanted to live forever.
Qingque shook his head and said: "Although the art of immortality exists, not everyone can master it."
After hearing this, the emperor hurriedly asked: "Can I do that?"
Qingque shook his head again and said, "Your Majesty can't, at least not now."
The emperor naturally wanted to ask why.
Qingque said: "Because your majesty's mortal relationship is not over, you cannot build a great road."
The emperor asked: "How can we end our fate?"
Qingque said: "Go back to the world, settle the unfinished business, and tie up the unfinished relationship."
"Wouldn't this be self-destruction?" The emperor was very hesitant.
"Your Majesty has a rare gift of immortality and wisdom. I come from Sanshan, and I originally wanted to find someone who is destined.
It is extremely rare for Your Majesty to be both sincere and willing to practice, but after all, you cannot go against nature.
If you are a poor person who lies falsely, you should take advantage of this to deceive the Holy Spirit in order to seek glory.
But how difficult is it to find the great road? Only by dredging from the source can we seek the great road.
If your majesty can't listen to this unflattering advice, please let it go as soon as possible."
The emperor thought silently for a long time, then said: "Then what should I do?"
"Be the emperor first," Qingque's eyes were gleaming, "go to court on time, be diligent in state affairs. Look after the harem, rain and dew will be with you."
"Is this enough to end our fate?" the emperor asked.
"After three years, if you sincerely try your best, you will never be satisfied." Qingque replied simply.
The emperor was silent for another moment, and then nodded: "In this case, Taoist priest, please follow me back to the palace!"
Qingque's so-called cultivation is completely contrary to the previous methods of Wuliang Taoist.
Wuliang asked the emperor to cultivate his moral character, fast and abstain from sexual intercourse, abide by the laws of gengshen, and take cinnabar.
But Qingque wanted him to be a layman first.
Regardless of whose method is better, the mere fact that the emperor came back to court has already made many subjects and people cheer for joy.
The government has been neglected for more than three years, and many people are worried and deeply feel that the fate of the country is about to fall.
Unexpectedly, the emperor changed his mind because of Qingque's words. How can this not make people happy?
And the emperor is not just showing off, but really working hard to serve the country and the people.
Within a month, there was a chorus of praise and praise both inside and outside the imperial court.
From time to time, auspicious omens are reported to the public.
Qingque was also named a national master, but people really respected him and believed that Wuliang and him were not the same.
Because if it hadn't been for his advice, the emperor would have remained locked up in the Yangze Palace, burning elixirs and refining mercury in the vain hope of immortality!
Therefore, for a while, Qingque almost became a living god in Daxia.
And amidst all the praises and praises, a few people are still worried.
There are big exams today and tomorrow, so updates can only be made as per chance (=tェt=) and I will be scolded