Chapter 165 The transformation of the first poisonous woman in Jiangnan
The sedan chair was carried by everyone, and even those who were close to Cai Jing would inevitably come to Yang's house to take a walk.
Nowadays, Yang Lin is very popular. Who doesn't want to get close to him? There are people in the court who can do things easily.
After all, the two of them haven't completely broken up with each other yet. On the surface, Yang Lin is still very respectful to Cai Jing and talks about him with kindness.
If you think that Cai Jing will treat Yang Lin coldly, you would be underestimating the scheming of this pair of powerful villains. The more distant these people interact, the more polite they become.
Yang Lin's disappointment with Cai Jing came from the fact that he asked his son Cai You to go to Jiangnan in order to seize the credit for pacifying Fangla.
For this reason, Liang Shicheng and Cai Jing made a rare joint recommendation. If it weren't for Han Shizhong's bravery, fifty people would have dared to break into the Qingxi cave and capture Fang La alive. With the help of the rebels, they dug up the ancestral graves of the Cai family, and they worked hard to command the battlefield.
Two months of hard work has turned into making wedding clothes for others.
This time, Yang Lin also welcomed all comers and opened the door to welcome guests. As long as he grasped the emperor's wishes, there was no restriction on anything else.
If the emperor wanted to support the new rich and balance Cai Jing, he had to win over officials and build up power.
Why was the party struggle in the Song Dynasty so fierce? After all, he was not the emperor of the Zhao family, he liked to play the imperial power of balance
When Yang Lin was collecting money and "younger brothers" in Bianliang, Cai Jing and his son in Hangzhou City looked a little bad. More and more gentry came to the door, wanting to ask for their property that Fang La had robbed.
It's a pity that the Cai family and his son, who have always been greedy for money, really didn't touch these things.
Cai You complained: "If I had known better, I would not have taken this job. Every day I would chase after the remaining rebels and have to deal with the harassment of these gentry."
The Ming religion did not disappear because of Fang La's death. Their teachings had long written that King Ming would suffer a great disaster and then be reborn from the ashes to save the people.
These people have raised the flag to rebel. They are not ordinary bandits. They must be exterminated.
Nowadays, these rebels are hiding among the people, mountains, rivers, and jungles. Cai You can only lead the imperial army to chase and kill them everywhere. While he is very busy, he also has to pay for them himself.
Cai Jing's face darkened and he said, "According to what you said, it's my fault as a father. I shouldn't recruit this handsome position for you?"
"A son dare not blame his father."
After saying this, it is clear that I blame you, but you are my father, I dare not blame you.
Cai Jing was furious and felt very aggrieved. He sighed and said, "You're right. My father really didn't think well this time. I didn't expect Wen Yuan to have such tricks in Bianliang. I'm wary."
He is so big-hearted that he is always on guard against becoming a father. When I arrived in Hangzhou, I misjudged him again. I didn’t expect that he would really defeat Han Zhongyan. I missed the best opportunity to accept Han Zhongyan and could only sit back and watch Yang Lin become stronger."
A few days ago, Cai Jing was still talking, thinking that Yang Lin would fail miserably. Unexpectedly, the words were still ringing in his ears, and Han Zhongyan had been sent to Cizhou to be a low-ranking military attache.
Cai You spread his hands and hung them weakly under his body, saying, "Is there any remedy?"
Cai Jing chuckled lightly and said, "Yes, why not? I'll give it a try when I get to Bianliang. Wenyuan, can you catch it this time?"——
In a warm cave in Chuzhou Prefecture, Fang Miaolian, a saint of Ming religion, walked slowly, holding a round and protruding belly.
The news of the saint's unmarried pregnancy spread like wildfire. Except for Fang Qifu, the church members who were responsible for rescuing her that day all followed Fang La and committed suicide in Qingxi Mountain.
The remaining members of the congregation did not know that she had been kidnapped and did not consider anything else except that she was the reincarnation of King Ming.
Fang Miaolian didn't know how to hide it in the first place, so now she simply stepped down and said that the baby in her belly was the reincarnation of King Ming.
For a time, the congregation, which had been a little distracted, suddenly became full of hope.
This complex of buildings built on the back of a cave has many courtyards inside. Fang Qifu outside the door gently knocked on the door. Fang Miaolian stopped, sat on the futon, and said, "Come in."
Fang Qifu looked complicated and worshiped: "Holy Girl."
Fang Qifu was the only adult who escaped in the Qingxi cave. Although he brought back many children and preserved hope for the Ming sect, there was still a loud voice in the sect that Fang Qifu had betrayed the trust of King Ming and betrayed him.
King Ming fled for his life alone.
However, Fang Miaolian was impressed by him and made him become the light envoy against all objections.
Because the saint is now pregnant with the reincarnated king, she insists on the same thing in the religion. Although everyone is dissatisfied, they can only obey the orders of this "deserter".
The Ming Cult actually had a strong foundation in the south of the Yangtze River, but Yang Lin used a beheading strategy to get rid of Fang La first.
In this way, although the goal of quickly suppressing the rebellion was achieved, there were still many Ming believers among the people.
"It has been passed down from generation to generation for scholars, officials, and soldiers. His divine name is Mingshi, and he also has names such as Flesh Buddha, Bone Buddha, Blood Buddha, etc. He is dressed in white and has a black hat, where he has established a society. Apocryphal demon statues, as for engraving
Liubu.”
This is the record of Mingjiao in later generations, which shows how widely its power extended in the late Northern Song Dynasty.
"Seven Buddhas, what can you do?"
Fang Qifu lowered his head. The saint in front of him was always pot-bellied, but she had a more holy charm. In the past, Fang Miaolian killed people while talking and laughing, and often came up with poisonous schemes, so she was called Zhuyeqing.
Some time later, after being rescued, Fang Miaolian, a saintly girl from the Ming Cult who had lost her soul and gained a reputation for being notorious, became a little more sad and sad, weak and pitiful.
Today she is more like a saint than ever before.
"I have found some stable women from outside. They are all members of the church who are mothers. Now the saint is about to give birth. I hope these people will stay by the saint's side and take care of her at all times."
Fang Miaolian gently stroked her belly with her jade hands and said, "You are considerate of it. Leave me here. After all, you have given birth to children, so you have some experience."
Fang Qifu hesitated to speak. He was not a religious person to begin with, and he knew the truth. The child in the saint's belly was probably related to the fact that he was captured that day.
The time was just right, and since she came back, everyone knew that the saint's temperament had changed drastically.
In this case, the reincarnation of the Ming King who is highly anticipated in the Ming Cult in the Holy Girl's belly is very likely to be the son of the enemy.
He was betrayed by his little benefactor and harmed his second savior. This extreme entanglement made Fang Qifu very depressed.
He didn't know how to deal with himself, nor how to face the child who was about to be born. Fang Miaolian looked at his expression and suddenly smiled.
There is a divine maternal radiance in this smile: "Seven Buddhas, no matter whose child he is, whether he is a boy or a girl, he is still my child. I gave birth to him without any purpose, and he will not have his own father.