The officials of Mingtang nodded as usual, but when they came to the hall, they unexpectedly saw a figure.
Didn't it mean that Yang Shaozai had just set out for thirteen days, and he was actually in the Mingtang at this moment. Bai Shizhong rubbed his eyes and finally confirmed that it was Yang Lin.
"Yang Shaozai..."
Yang Lin waved his hand and said: "In the two provinces of Jingchu and Jiangnan, evil cults have been repeatedly spread to harm people, and it has reached the point where everyone is in danger. How can the princes in the court be so indifferent."
Yang Lin's eyes were bloodshot. He was usually gentle and polite in the bright hall, but today he was showing signs of getting angry, and he spoke coldly. Although the people present did not take it seriously, they were all silent and did not dare to reply.
As the prime minister, Bai Shizhong had to say it and said with a smile: "Yin Muhong has reported the Jingchu incident a few times, but they are all murder cases in the countryside. We have ordered the province to send more manpower and all departments and offices to cooperate in the investigation.
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With a bang, Yang Lin patted the table and said: "Jiangnan La, if I hadn't discovered it in time and sent troops to wipe it out early, the damage would have been at least ten times greater. Even so, a Fang La and Mingjiao would still have killed Jiangnan."
The whole place was filled with smoke, no less than one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians were killed or injured, four military states were occupied, and Hangzhou turned into a devil's cave. What happened today, if we don't use thunder to destroy it, there will be another Fang La."
Bai Shizhong was robbed of a few words, and his face was a little confused. He quickly turned around and thought about it, feeling secretly ashamed in his heart.
When the Imperial City Secretary reported to the officials that there was a gathering of rebels in the south of the Yangtze River, the imperial court did not pay any attention to it and even ridiculed the Imperial City Secretary, just like today.
Thinking about it now, people like me have not learned any lessons at all. If this time it is really like Fang La, the blow will definitely be huge.
After all, the New Deal had only been on trial for half a year, and it caused civil unrest of this level, which was a huge blow to the newly established New Deal system.
Bai Shizhong was originally supported by Yang Lin, and everyone knew it. They didn't care about their personal face at the moment, and asked: "What Yang Shaozai said is so enlightening. Fortunately, the civil unrest has not broken out yet. Let's discuss it quickly. What should we do?"
Deal with it."
The coldness on Yang Lin's face subsided slightly, and he held his chair and said: "The Imperial Guards of the Beijing camp are heading north. Before reaching the battlefield, the Song and Jin Dynasties have already negotiated a peace, and they will continue to go south this time. Hu Yantong defends the Bianliang and Jingji area, and a solid heart is more important than anything else.
Gongming, please spare no effort and personally lead Hua Rong and his 20,000 new troops from Beijing to go south to annihilate this evil cult."
Song Jiang nodded and said: "Since the young master trusts him so much, Song Jiang will go to Jingchu."
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At Qingxi Mountain, everyone dispersed, and the remaining Ming believers gathered here to pay homage to Fang La.
Huo Chengfu and Chen Houtong from Chuzhou stood together. They were both leaders who had raised troops to respond to Fang La. They had tens of thousands of people under their command.
After Yang Lin annihilated Fangla, the imperial court sent Cai You to attack, but the subsequent measures were not implemented.
A large number of Ming believers and rebels mingled with the people and disappeared.
After Huo Chengfu respectfully offered the incense, he turned around and said, "King Ming passed away and left his last words, saying that he will be reincarnated and return. The saint Fang Miaolian was pregnant. Unfortunately, Yang Lin, the Chiyang thief, saw through the true identity of King Ming and sent troops to snatch her away.
By his side, he was ready to absorb the dragon energy of King Ming.
I hate this thief for actually deceiving the people of the world by claiming that this is his flesh and blood. Now that Yang Lin is in a high position and has imprisoned the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, he must have absorbed some of the luck of the Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, after so many years since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there have been several
How can a minister do what he does and imprison the emperor?"
Everyone below was convinced that this theory was widely circulated among the Ming Cult. A young man with a dark complexion and a resolute face stood up and waved his fist: "Huo Ming Envoy is right, our Ming Cult is destined by fate.
Why did the orthodox religion merge with the Maitreya sect? Wang Jingang had his thigh stabbed in the northwest, and when he came back he dared to call himself King Ming, the reincarnation of Maitreya, which was simply an insult to King Ming.
But now that Mingjiao is in decline, our top priority is to break Bianliang, rescue King Ming, and escape from the control of thieves. It is difficult to do it with our own strength, so it is better to cooperate with the Maitreya Sect for the time being, and after rescuing King Ming, we can discuss major matters."
Although Zhong Xiang is not very old, he is the chief protector of the Jingchu Mingjiao and is deeply rooted in the hearts of Chu people.
Jingchu is also the birthplace of the Maitreya sect, and there is deep hostility between the two parties. It is not easy for him to say these words.
You must know that many Jingchu Ming believers and Maitreya believers have sworn blood feuds.
The two sides had fought countless times to compete for territory. Even he was willing to temporarily join forces, and the people below had no objections.
Huo Chengfu said: "What Protector Zhong said is true, you can go back to Dongting Lake, gather the brothers in the church, and prepare to respond to the Maitreya Cult uprising."
In the Dongting Lake area, Ming followers are spread across every state capital. If Fang La hadn't been too anxious and had been more prepared, I don't know how much stronger their momentum would have been.
In the history of later generations, after Fang La failed to raise an army, Zhong Xiang tolerated it for more than ten years, rebelled in the Chu region, and established the country as Chu. This lasted for six years, which was longer than Fang La's persistence.
These people used land and water in the Dongting Lake area to fight off seven encirclement and suppression attacks by the Song army. The Southern Song Dynasty court had no choice but to send out the great killer Yue Fei. Yue Fei was already on the move, so naturally there was no suspense.
Yue Fei led his troops to Dingzhou. He first sent troops to induce the rebels to surrender, and divided and disintegrated the rebels. Then he used a large army to suppress the territory and threatened his troops. Each water stronghold was either surrendered or destroyed. Only then was the second uprising of the Ming Christians suppressed.
. Later, the Ming Sect and the Maitreya Sect gradually merged to form the White Lotus Sect... which was also the most famous rebel in Chinese history. In the following hundreds of years, no matter in prosperous or troubled times, they continued to rebel tirelessly.
It can be seen from this that the power of Mingjiao in Jingchu cannot be underestimated.
Zhong Xiang walked out of Qingxi Cave and bowed deeply to Fang La's spiritual tablet and statue.
At this time, the Chiyang thief Yang Lin, who was despised by all the Ming sects and wanted to cut him into pieces, was in the inner courtyard of the house, vigorously attacking the saint of the Ming sect.
Fang Miaolian's pretty face is sweet and charming, with a dimple on one side of her cherry-like mouth, and the corners of her soft lips are slightly raised, giving her a naturally charming smile.
Even with a straight face, there is no deterrence at all. Instead, it is as tempting as deliberately seducing people. People can't help but get angry at the first sight.
It's no wonder that the Mingjiao saint always wears a veil when meeting people. She has a naturally charming face. No matter how cold-tempered she is, others will call her a slut when she sees her.
After the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, several maids came forward to clean up. Yang Lin gently stroked Fang Miaolian's back and asked: "I heard from people in the Duwei Mansion that the Ming Cultists regard Le'er as the 'Little Ming King'.
It’s Fang La’s reincarnation.”
Fang Miaolian's face suddenly turned red, and she said sternly: "You didn't care at that time. Our mother and son were living in the world. What if we didn't say so? Could it be that we are the offspring of the great enemy Yang Lin? The people in the sect have already broken our bones.
It’s ashes.”
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment and asked: "No, did you really say that yourself?"
Fang Miaolian turned around, pointed her round buttocks towards Yang Lin, pretended to be asleep and said, "It was Fang Qifu's idea, and I acquiesced."
With a snap, Yang Lin said: "What's wrong, Le'er followed Ning'er. Yin Muhong asked Ning'er to take people to Jingchu, wouldn't Leer also go... The news of King Xiao Ming's appearance in Jingchu spread, Le'er can't
The meat and potatoes robbed by the Ming cultists? It would be great fun if my son was held by thieves to rebel against his father..."
Fang Miaolian was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he smiled and said: "Isn't this just right? No wonder you are named Tianle, it is Tianda's joy."
Fang Miaolian was thoughtful and not very afraid. She had seen Yang Tianning before. To be honest, she was even afraid of herself. Her foster father died in his hands. Although the young man was not very old, he was born with a sense of trust.
, putting Leer next to him makes me feel most at ease.
Yang Lin was furious, grabbed her black hair on the back of her head, pulled her up, and gave the saint a lesson as if riding a horse.