Seeing the female warrior Qin Hongyu speaking, she was about to pull Cheng Yu into the underworld, but Jia Fei behind him was extremely anxious.
"Wait a minute! I'm going too!"
The cat demon shouted anxiously.
Cheng Yu turned around and glanced at Jia Fei, and couldn't help but feel his heart move.
I thought she was shouting to see something rare, but now her eyes were not filled with excitement, but full of worry and concern.
Seeing this, Cheng Yu couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and thought to himself: Now that I have come to this world, it is a great blessing to meet such a close friend.
"You?"
Qin Hongyu hummed with a hint of disdain:
"Although you have supernatural powers and can see us spiritual Yin gods, my Yin Division Wu Jun Palace is not a place where you, a little demon in the body tempering realm, can go. Let's wait until you develop your soul."
Qin Hongyu specially emphasized the word "little demon", but Jia Fei ignored Qin Hongyu's ridicule and just lowered her voice and said quickly to Cheng Yu:
"The civil and military temples in this world have always been at odds with each other. As a guest of the Confucian Temple, Aunt Bai is unusual in the Wujun Palace. Moreover, the words surnamed Qin used to describe Aunt Bai just now are full of weirdness. You... must not
You are rashly putting yourself in danger."
Judging from Jia Fei's anxious look, if Cheng Yu hadn't been in a spiritual state at this moment, she would have stepped forward and dragged him behind her.
"Hmph! Who told you that all the civil and military temples in the world are at odds with each other? Don't listen to Zhuang Dakuan's nonsense. The two civil and military temples in my city are almost one family, so why are there any disharmony?"
How many families are there?
Cheng Yu and Jia Fei first looked at the female warrior, and then at Wen Jun, who was standing respectfully behind her. Jia Fei suddenly understood and pointed at Qin Hongyu and said:
"Could it be that you were the Hedong Lion of this Wenjun family during your lifetime?"
"Bold!"
The female warrior scolded angrily, and Cheng Yu shook his head slightly in his heart, something was not right...
At this time, Fu Wenjun, who had always been low-key and respectful, bowed deeply to the female warrior in front of him and said:
"If you don't know, don't blame me. I still ask your mother to calm down."
"Child? Mother?"
Jia Fei was stunned for a while.
Cheng Yu nodded secretly in his mind. The plaque "Painting Ogiwamaru" outside the main hall door, coupled with the statue of the main god in the hall, actually almost named the identity of this female warrior.
The only inconsistency is that this Wenjun looks about ten years older than his mother.
The female warrior opposite is full of energy, tall and tall, and looks to be around thirty years old, but the child behind her has gray hair on her temples and looks to be in her forties.
Fu Wenjun asked his mother for instructions, and after Nu Wujun acquiesced, he explained to Cheng Yu Jiafei:
"You two don't know that my mother was a heroine here during her lifetime..."
"Eh? The heroine exaggerated."
The female warrior stopped her words and simply said:
"I think that more than 800 years ago, there was a girl on Qianyuan Lake who was born into an ordinary fishing family.
The family's life was already extremely difficult, and the girl had a fierce nature, so she was forced to work on the water at a young age due to the lack of livelihood. However, she only robbed the rich and gave to the poor, and never did anything to the same poor people.
, As a result, she gradually gained a good reputation as a heroine. As for what happened later..."
Wu Wujun stopped talking and glanced at Wenjun, who understood and continued:
"Later, swords and soldiers broke out everywhere, the Daqi Dynasty was in danger, and the people were in dire straits..."
"Da Qi Chao?"
Jia Fei interrupted and asked.
She only knew that the previous dynasty that the Daliang Dynasty replaced was called Dazhao, and the last emperor of the Zhao Dynasty was Emperor Longtai who left the "Calligraphy Treasure" imperial poem in Qingluo Village.
But what dynasty and dynasty was this Daqi Dynasty?
Fortunately, Wenjun explained at this moment:
"Before Daliang was Dazhao, and before Dazhao was Daqi."
Cheng Yu nodded upon hearing this, no wonder more than 800 years ago, two dynasties had been crossed.
"More than 800 years ago, at the end of the Great Qi Dynasty, troops were everywhere. The northern barbarians took advantage of the situation and invaded the Kyushu to wreak havoc. My mother later gathered righteous soldiers and other righteous people from the Central Plains to drive out the Tartars.
There is a strong military model under the command of my mother. Xiao Ke and several other brothers with different surnames are vanguard officers in the army. Under the leadership of my mother, our soldiers have even gone all the way to the Northern Barbarian Witch Court. However, the wilderness of the Northern Desert has also
The battle was fierce, and it was at that time that my mother was injured and the root of her illness began. Alas!
After the triumphant return of the army, the new dynasty Dazhao was established in place of Daqi. Unfortunately, my mother suffered an old injury and died in the new year. With the blessing of the emperor, the great ancestor of Dazhao, I made my mother the master of Wujun Hall in Qianjiang Prefecture. This statue is related to
The tablets are all erected in the name of Xiao Ke’s mother.
Xiao Ke then gave up military affairs and became a civil servant, and became a high-ranking official wearing a purple robe. Fortunately, he was named the civil monarch of this place by the former emperor Taizong. This is how the story of mother and son being both civil and military monarchs of the same place came to be known."
Cheng Yu nodded and said:
"No wonder Master Wu Jun looks much younger than Wen Jun. I think it's because she died early that Yin Shen was able to keep her appearance.
Qin Hongyu shook her head and said with a smile:
"No, no, sir, your guess is wrong."
Seeing that Cheng Yu was a little stunned, Wenjun opened his mouth and explained:
"Before my mother rebelled against the Tartars, she was lucky enough to meet an immortal and have some foundation in spiritual practice, so she was able to have a long-lasting appearance."
"Oh? I'd like to hear the details."
Cheng Yu and Jia Fei suddenly became interested. They looked at Qin Hongyu across from them, and saw that the other party's face was as usual, but the light in his eyes was slightly restrained, as if he was trying to avoid it. Even his tone was a bit impatient: "Actually, it's not that mysterious. It's just that I know some inconspicuous tricks. Otherwise, I won't die early. It's not the same as my husband's ability to move mountains and seas. It's getting late. Let's go back to Wujun Palace now." Qin Hongyu quickly cut off her words, first gave Wenjun a look, and then urged Cheng Yu to start. At the same time, with a faint scent of sandalwood wafting around her body, she turned around and walked towards her statue.
"Wait!"
Jia Fei called Cheng Yu from behind and looked around. At this time, there were no pilgrims in the hall. If you look at it from an ordinary person's perspective, there is only a slim woman in green clothes in the hall, facing the void and mumbling words.
Seeing that there was no one around, Jia Fei pulled out the brocade bag from his chest and took out something. It was the Wujun sword wrapped in a strip of cloth, and he held it to Cheng Yu with both hands.
After Cheng Yu woke up, he wanted to go to Zhang's place to drink tofu. After his soul solidified, he handed the sword to Jia Fei and put it in his bag.
At this time, the cat demon took out the sword, held it in both hands and handed it to Cheng Yu, while nodding vigorously at him.
"Hey! Yes, bring this sword with you. I also want to take a good look at this regicide sword that has been licked with blood."
Qin Hongyu saw her behind and shouted.
The oil lamp in the hall flickered, and suddenly a young gentleman in white clothes appeared out of thin air, standing opposite the woman in green clothes.
Cheng Yu reached out to take the Wu Jun sword, glanced at Jia Fei, and nodded in response.
In Qin Hongyu's view, the young man in white shirt just nodded slightly, but Jia Fei's eyes were already intense.
Cheng Yu held Wujun's sword horizontally in front of him, then turned his head and looked outside the palace.
Jia Fei also followed the other person's gaze, and then understood that the direction he was looking at was where the wooden lump was originally located.
"Don't worry!"
She understood and said softly.
Cheng Yu smiled knowingly and said:
"You should also be careful. If you need to protect yourself in advance, wait until I come back."
After saying that, he held the Wu Jun Sword in his hand, and thoughts were flowing around his body. The white-shirted young master in the palace suddenly disappeared, and the Wu Jun Sword he held horizontally in his hand also disappeared.
The faint fragrance of sandalwood filled the hall again. Jiafei watched Cheng Yu and the two gentlemen, civil and military, step hand in hand to merge into the main statue in the hall.
In the empty hall, only Jia Fei stood alone under the statue. Thinking of what Cheng Yu said before leaving, she could not help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
She turned around and glanced up at the statue of Qin Hongyu, and hummed in her heart: Even if I can condense my soul, I don't want to go to your dilapidated palace.
She turned around and was about to leave the palace, but unexpectedly an old woman came in from outside the palace. Fortunately, Jia Fei was agile and did not hit her.
The old woman only felt a flash of blue light before her eyes, and she didn't care because her old eyes were dim. She took a few steps to walk to the statue of the god, knelt tremblingly on the futon and just kowtowed and prayed.
Jia Fei stood by and listened to her ramble, another person praying for children and grandchildren.
Don’t these people know that they are worshiping Lord Wu?
Can Mr. Wu control your child?
After the old woman paid her respects and offered incense, Jia Fei took the opportunity to chat with her.
The old woman was deaf, so Jia Fei shouted twice before she could hear clearly. The other woman did not dare to raise her finger to point, but just raised her hand to signal:
"I think you are a young and ignorant girl. Of course you have to worship the old empress to ask for a child. The one you worship to pray for peace is the Wu empress. They are not in the same temple. How can they be the same empress? You want to worship the Wu empress.
Go to the Martial Arts Temple in the west of the city."
……
In the northwest corner of the inner city, there is a statue of a female general with a golden helmet in the main hall of Wujun Palace. The statue is tall and majestic.
There were many pilgrims inside and outside the hall, and most of them were men.
Suddenly, there was a slight chill in the hall, and Cheng Yu and the two gentlemen, Wen and Wu, flashed into the hall.
The three of them were about to go down to the Yinsi Wujun Palace from here. Cheng Yu looked at the pilgrims around him and suddenly remembered something and asked:
"I just heard someone in Wenjun Hall praying for children and grandchildren on Lord Wujun's statue, but why?"
Qin Hongyu shook her head helplessly and said with a smile:
"This is a long story. I don't know when or who started to spread rumors, saying that the statue in my Confucian Temple has the power to increase children and grandchildren. It has been passed down for eight hundred years.
The locals took it seriously and privately called the statue of me in the Confucian Temple as the Mother-in-law.
I am too lazy to pay attention to these mundane things, so go and worship me if you want. Unfortunately, from generation to generation, no one knows about it, and I don’t have any biological children before me."
Cheng Yu glanced at Wenjun after hearing this, and Wenjun understood and explained:
"Back then, I and several brothers with different surnames in the Boy's Army were all adopted sons of my mother. My mother had suffered in battles all her life, but she was not married flawlessly."
"It doesn't matter if we don't mention these sesame seeds and rotten millet things. It's important for you and me to go to my palace as soon as possible, otherwise Mr. Cheng will definitely miss the good show of the hedgehog demon."
Cheng Yu frowned slightly when he heard this. This heroine has been talking about wanting to see Aunt Bai's show since she started, and there was a hint of resentment in her words.
The Wu Jun Sword in his hand couldn't help but tighten. After nodding to the other party, a very slight wind blew through the hall, and the three of them joined hands and sank into the blue bricks of the hall.
