Factory owner is king

Chapter 187

Chapter 187

The original plan was to let Hua Pengfei find out the whereabouts of Da Huan Dan and attack at night, so Xu Ruyi was not in a hurry. Of course, this was also out of trust in him and the piece of East Factory that he personally handed over to him. Badge of trust.

Even if he is discovered, the Shaolin monks should not make things difficult for him.

In Muyang Valley, more than 70 Dongchang fans are gathering in twos and threes, eating dry food and sauced meat.He didn't dare to start a fire, after all, it was still in the border of Shaolin, and he was afraid of attracting the attention of the monks.Although they are all cold food, but with meat and wine, this is already quite a good meal.

In the Shaolin battle last night, a total of 520 people from Dongchang died. They must be dead. There is absolutely no one captured. This is very certain, because each of them has hidden poison in their teeth in advance, and Their family members also accepted Dongchang's money.

Xu Ruyi will never withhold money for hard work, and anyone who dares to intervene will be sent to the Department of Yin Law to be dealt with by the black cat.This has become an iron rule in Dongchang, regardless of status.

That's why the lucky survivors in front of them all have smiles on their faces. The tension at the time of the killing has gradually passed at this moment. Now that they are still alive, of course it is a happy event. It is even more a happy event.

The purpose of the Battle of Shaolin is twofold, one is to promote the absolute confrontation between the White Lotus Sect and the three religions and seven sects, and the other is to restore the alchemy.

What is the result now? It still takes time to wait, but there is no rush.

"Wait a minute. When Hua Pengfei comes out, let's walk around to the Demon Sword Gate. We said we would bring your son out on the way, so naturally we won't break our promise. You don't have to worry about this. Your Majesty, Our family has already said hello, we have plenty of time, and we are not in a hurry to return to Beijing."

Xu Ruyi sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, seeing Fang Tianyou frowning, thought he was missing his son.

Fang Tianyou nodded, then shook his head again: "Thank you, Lord Du, for your concern. This subordinate is just a little emotional."

"Emotion?" Xu Ruyi wondered.

"A few years ago, my subordinate was just a small village owner near the capital, but after a few years, he personally killed the head of the Kongtong Sect in Shaolin Temple. I always feel..." Fang Tianyou thought for a while and found out There's an appropriate word to describe it: "Unreal."

"Heh." Xu Ruyi smiled: "Only by standing tall can you see far. The old man's words always make sense. A Tie Sihai, to put it nicely, is the head of the Kongtong sect among the three religions and seven sects. To put it bluntly, it’s nothing more than a gangster leader with better kung fu and a better reputation. Follow our family, killing a martial artist is nothing.”

Speaking of this, Xu Ruyi turned her head to look at Nangong Caiyun: "Look at Nangong, he killed Murong Qing, and now he is still eating cakes with gusto. It's not like you are so worthless."

Not far away, Nangong Caiyun seemed to have heard something, looked up at the two of them, and said nothing.

At this moment, far away, Hua Pengfei rushed towards this side with a big bald head.

It seemed that something was different, Xu Ruyi looked at Hua Pengfei, his appearance didn't change, but his temperament seemed to be a little different, a feeling that was hard to describe, or should it be called self-confidence?

"Have you waited for a long time?"

"It's okay," Xu Ruyi nodded, "Have you got it?"

"I got it." Hua Pengfei took out a dark brown ping pong ball-sized elixir from his arms. As a pill, it was not too small.

Xu Ruyi reached out and picked up the Great Return Pill, raised it and looked at the sun with one eye open. It was nothing special, and the texture was a bit hard. People who ate it would probably choke to death.

"Hello." Hua Pengfei hesitated for a moment, then winked at Xu Ruyi, and the two came to stand under a parasol tree beside them.

"what happened?"

"I met someone..."

. . . . . .

Sima Qian said in "Historical Records - Reporting to Ren Shaoqing": "People are inherently mortal, and they are either heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather."

What this sentence emphasizes is the impact of a person's status after death.

Some people die, like grass and trees in autumn, without a sound; while some people die, their far-reaching influence and significance are immeasurable.

Two to three thousand people died overnight on Mount Shaoshi. Thousands of miles away, news of Yuanwai Huang's death in Fenyi, Jiangxi spread to the capital.

The chaos in Shaolin subsided, but a storm was brewing in the court.

This member’s nickname is Huang Xuan.It's a very ordinary name, but the surname is a bit special. The red, orange, yellow and green color is also the color of Huang Zicheng.He himself was not much of a figure, but his death was unusual.

Just after the morning meeting, the post envoy, carrying the imperial decree, rode towards the land of Jingxiang. He was so high-spirited that before he had run twenty miles, someone riding a thousand-mile horse came from behind and stopped him again.

Wenhua Hall

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Huang Zicheng managed to get Zhu Yunqi's support, overwhelmed the opposition of the ministers, and pushed his "seamless" plan to cut the feudal clan into the implementation stage, but when the messengers were all out of the city, his father died unexpectedly up.

"It's really not the right time to die." Huang Zicheng cursed in his heart.

The relationship between him and his father is not good, he is a scholar who believes in Confucianism, and his father is just a talented scholar.In modern terms, Huang Zicheng is a typical phoenix man.

Living in the court for a long time, dancing in the wind, his thoughts and perceptions are completely different from those of his father.

Huang Xuan was named because of his son Huang Zicheng's reputation as the "Emperor's Teacher" in the local limelight.He doesn't have any official position, but even the local magistrate will call him Huang Gong politely when he sees him.Huang Zicheng knew all of this clearly, but he had no choice but to do it. After all, this was his biological father, and the book never taught him the principles and methods of training his father with his son.

What's more, Daming ruled the world with filial piety, if he got a reputation for being unfilial, then his life would be over.So Huang Zicheng's attitude towards his old man can be summed up in one sentence: "Whatever you like, just don't make trouble for me."

Huang Xuan knew that his son didn't want to see him, so he also tacitly became his "Huang Yuanwai" in his hometown.

They have been living in peace all this time, but at this most critical moment, the news of Yuanwai Huang's death comes.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, when the father dies, the son shall observe filial piety for three years.Huang Zicheng is the master planner of the entire strategy of reducing the vassal. If he is separated from him, then the subsequent response to the vassal king and the military and political arrangements will be out of proportion.Can you not let him go back to his hometown to observe his filial piety?There is no precedent for the term "recovering from emotion and recovery" in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yunqi did not want to break this example, and Huang Zicheng did not dare to break this example. After all, the reputation of contemporary great Confucianism is the foundation of his life.

"Otherwise, just wait." After a long silence, Zhu Yunqi hesitated and opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty." Huang Zicheng's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and said, "My father was always in good health, but the news of his death suddenly came at this time. The old minister thought that there might be something else in it."

"Is there another article?" Zhu Yunwen frowned: "The Huang Qing family thinks someone is harming them?"

"I don't know, the letter is unclear, I just have suspicions."

Huang Zicheng didn't continue talking as some words were on point.After settling his mind, he sighed as if resigned to his fate, and said slowly, "No matter what, I'm afraid that this old minister will leave His Majesty this time, and if he wants to come back, it will be three years later. Some words, before leaving, this old minister will still want to talk.

If the vassals and towns are not cut down, the world will be unstable.I believe Your Majesty, you also understand.But when to cut it and how to cut it, the veteran has already explained clearly to His Majesty these days, it is still the same sentence, small but big, easy but difficult.Among them, there is always a day when soldiers and soldiers meet each other, and the biggest rebellion is nothing more than Zhu Di, King of Yan in Beiping.

The imperial army has many elite soldiers, and if Xiaofan goes there, unless there is a big mistake, the chance of winning is [-]%.But when the old minister goes, the feudal king will have some reactions. Some veterans will take it into consideration, and some will not. The specific decision depends on His Majesty's decision.But now, the matter of cutting down the vassal clan has to be slowed down.

After all, once the old officials are gone, there will be some chaos in the transfer of personnel in the court.It's just that the old minister wants to recommend someone to His Majesty. "

"who?"

"Huang Guan." Huang Zicheng said in a solemn voice, "Huang Guan was the number one scholar in the North and South Awards in the North and South Awards."

"It's him." After hearing Huang Zicheng talk about the Nanbeibang case, Zhu Yunwen had some vague impressions.

"Your Majesty," Huang Zicheng said again: "Huang Guan is a great talent, and he has a very close relationship with the veteran. The strategy of cutting down the vassal also coincides with the veteran. If your majesty really wants to follow the strategy of the veteran, after the veteran leaves, You might as well invite him to consult."

Staying is already a luxury, so it is better to leave a seed before leaving.After all, he is a student of his own teaching university. Huang Zicheng has a deep understanding of Zhu Yunqi's character. It can be summed up in four words: "Indecisive."

Once he leaves, if that treacherous person says a few words, all his hard work will definitely be in vain, but he has no choice but to do his best and obey fate.

When leaving Wenhua Hall, Huang Zicheng subconsciously glanced in the direction of Dongchang. He always felt that his father's death should be inextricably related to him.But he has no evidence, no power to investigate, unproven guesses, shit is nothing.

He can still wait in Beijing for a few more days, and the drama of three invitations and three rejections will always go through the motions. I hope that in this short period of time, Jin Yiwei can find out some good news?

Although the hall door was wide open, the Wenhua Hall was still somewhat dark.

Liu Xi placed a cup of sweet tea with sugar in front of Zhu Yunqi, and the sound of the tea cup falling interrupted Zhu Yunqi's meditation.

"Liu Xi." Zhu Yunwen raised his eyes to glance at Liu Xi, and asked quietly: "You have heard what Huang Qing's family said, what do you think?"

Liu Xi thought for a while, then replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I don't know much about slaves, so please forgive me if what I said is right."

"I forgive you." Zhu Yunwen waved his hand, his voice a little irritated.

"Your Majesty." Liu Xi said: "The old father of Huang Qing's family passed away. There are two possibilities. Someone did harm, or he died. If someone did harm, what was the purpose? I can't guess, but if he died, then... .”

"How to say?"

"Maybe it's God's will?"

"God's will?" Zhu Yunwen glanced at Liu Xi thoughtfully, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, then put it down again: "Liu Xi."

"The servant is here."

"Go and call me the Ten Thousand Immortals Chief...Forget it, I'll go see him in person." Zhu Yunwen stood up and looked out of the hall and walked away.

"Get off~" Liu Xi sang sharply, and a moment later, the emperor's chariot headed towards the Daoji Palace.

. . . . . .

The Daoist Master Wan that Zhu Yunwen mentioned, his Taoist name Wan Congxin, was originally the real person in charge of the Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain.Like Shao Yuanjie back then, he was called into the palace according to Zhu Yuanzhang's will.The difference is that Shao Yuanjie angered Zhu Yuanzhang and was trapped in the former Korean government to save the souls of the dead, but Wan Congxin was kept by Zhu Yuanzhang because he had practiced the "elixir".

Zhu Yuanzhang is dead, but Wan Congxin's status in the palace is still flourishing, and the holy family has not diminished in the slightest.

This is probably the nature of creatures like emperors. Anyone who becomes an emperor wants to live forever, and Zhu Yunwen is no exception.If you want to live forever, you cannot do without the Taoist elixir. Wan Congxin's ability has been recognized by Zhu Yuanzhang, so Zhu Yunwen has no doubts at all.With this momentum, Wan Congxin went from being a Taoist priest who made alchemy to becoming what Zhu Yunzhen calls the Immortal Master.

Daoji Hall

Wan Congxin has her hair in a bun, a blue Hunyuan hat on her head, a blue gossip gown, a silk sash around her waist, white socks and black shoes, and she is chanting mantras with her eyes closed. The huge red copper alchemy furnace muttered words.

Without any notification, Zhu Yunwen led Liu Xi into the hall quietly, Wan Congxin closed his eyes and didn't notice, and the Taoist boys who waited around him also turned a blind eye.Zhu Yunqi didn't take it as an insult, and stood behind Wan Congxin and waited silently.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wan Congxin opened his eyes when there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing in the cauldron: "The dan embryo has been formed, the next 49 days , the fire is not a pity, the scriptures must not be stopped, the heart must not be dishonest, do you remember it?"

"Yes, Master." A few little Taoist boys around the alchemy stove replied, and then sat down cross-legged according to their positions, chanting scriptures and mantras.

Wan Cong nodded in satisfaction, then turned his head, and was not surprised to see Zhu Yunqi and Liu Xi standing behind him, and just bowed indifferently: "Wuliang Tianzun, Your Majesty is coming to the Daoji Palace, do you have something to ask?"

"Immortal." Zhu Yunwen smiled and said, "I have something unclear and I would like to ask the Immortal for advice."

"Your Majesty, it doesn't matter if you say it. The poor know everything."

"What is God's will?"

"God's will?" Wan Congxin looked at Zhu Yunzhen with a slightly surprised look in his eyes: "The will of God has no cause or effect, and it is difficult to fathom. Is there something difficult in your mind that your Majesty is hesitant about?"

"Yes." Zhu Yunqi nodded: "The court is the closest..."

Wan Congxin raised his hand to stop Zhu Yunqi's words: "Your Majesty, it's a rule that outsiders don't ask questions about the court. Your Majesty is confused, so I will try to solve your majesty's confusion. Your Majesty, please come this way."

Wan Congxin stretched out his hand, then turned and walked towards the side hall.

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