Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 568: Mr.’s face

Emperor Hongwu actually didn’t understand what the so-called "number of days" meant. Yang Shi had done some historical research at least. Si Tianjian’s supervision of the past generations was not a decoration. Simply put, the number of days can be commonly referred to as God’s will, even if In a literal sense, we can also understand some of the weight of these two words. There is an old saying that goes, "It's as difficult as climbing to the sky." Climbing to the sky represents the ultimate level of difficulty. Needless to say, it goes against God's will.

If Du Changsheng said something when he left, he would pay a big price, or that he should be able to handle it, the impact on Hongwu Emperor Yang Hao would not be too strong, but just saying "I don't know" made Yang Hao deeply be touched.

Judging from the previous understanding and the performance of the Si Tianjian Office, this Du Tianshi still respected the imperial power. Compared with the old beggar in the Golden Palace who calmly opened his mouth and wanted to accept his father as his disciple in the Si Tianjian, he was not even a bit different. , but for such a person, who just left a message and left, is he not afraid of the imperial power? Maybe he feels there is no need to be afraid.

Yang Hao stood in front of the throne for a while, then waved to one side, and the old **** on the side quickly approached.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"If the mission is passed on, Master Du Tian needs to cooperate fully with whatever he needs."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the old **** quickly walked to the door of the imperial study room. After passing the order to the eunuchs outside, he returned to the imperial study room. Yang Hao had already sat back in his seat, rubbing his temples.

If Yin Zhaoxian can really recover, the advantages will certainly outweigh the disadvantages. Yang Hao feels that while he is still in power, he can maintain the balance between the government and the opposition, but it will be difficult to say if he abdicates. Although Yang Sheng is a good prince, But after all, he is still too young.

Yang Hao actually knew very well that in the past few years, the government and the opposition had been secretly incompatible. On the surface, it was the old-school bureaucrats who took the lead in attacking, but in fact, it reached the point where they had no choice but to attack.

The Yin family has been advancing step by step over the years, gradually dismantling some deep-rooted old clans, reforming the imperial examination system, raising the threshold of the recommendation system, Guangjian Academy to improve opportunities for poor families to get ahead, and promoting officials with outstanding talents and no background, and at the same time step by step We reformed the official evaluation and promotion system bit by bit, and unknowingly, we reached the current situation like a toad boiling in warm water.

After some old bureaucratic factions suddenly woke up and realized the seriousness of the problem, they either admitted that some of their inherent interests would be completely given up in the future and became public interests or the private interests of the Yin family, or they fought with the Yin family. .

As the emperor, he supported the Yin family to a certain extent, but when everything caused drastic changes, especially when some rumors really made Yang Hao a little concerned, he chose to wait and see. This was true for other officials from various factions. It was understood as a signal, and at the most intense moment of the collision, Yin Zhaoxian's serious illness was like a touch of cold water. The fire on both sides was extinguished. One side was sad and the other did not dare to move lightly. As Yin Zhaoxian's condition became worse and worse, The worse it gets, the more obvious this feeling becomes. If Yin Zhaoxian dies of illness, victory will come as a matter of course.

Everyone can see this clearly, including Yang Sheng, who is the prince of Dazhen. For him, he even has the painful feeling that his teacher was treated as an abandoned son by his father.

Yang Hao sat on his chair and thought about everything over the years. Dazhen's national power was rising day by day, which was almost visible to the naked eye. He was regarded as a wise king and had a close relationship with him. Throughout history, many dynasties were prosperous and prosperous. Alas, after listening to Du Changsheng's words, he was suddenly afraid that he would be at such a juncture.

Yang Hao, who has been full of confidence all his life, is a little worried about gains and losses while mumbling to himself.

"Yin Aiqing has said many times that the power of Dazhen has just begun... If Yin Aiqing is fine, we can still go on this road, right?"

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With the speed of the Ivy Sword, using the power of the strong wind to fly across several states, it is as simple as ordinary people drinking water and eating. Soon they have arrived at Chunhui Mansion in Jizhou, and the Chunmu River below is rolling.

As the sky turned dark, the light of the Ivy Sword flashed through the clouds. When it arrived, the little paper crane released its wings, left the hilt of the Ivy Sword, flew down from the sky, and headed straight for the Chunmu River.

Although the weather has not completely warmed up yet, the Chunmu River has already been full of cruise ships. The boats coming and going are high and low, with flowers and greens. There is laughter and romance everywhere, and little paper cranes are lingering a few times. After making the circle, I felt a pulling feeling when holding the roll of paper in my mouth. The little paper crane immediately cheered up and dived into the river in one direction.

The sword spirit of the Ivy Sword's self-generated sword spirit and the sword energy of the sword body are too strong. The divine will message is not suitable for everyone. It was suitable for the old dragon in Hengzhou in the north, but the old turtle is not suitable for this time. It's so suitable, maybe the old turtle will be captured by the sword's will, and the little paper crane is the most suitable messenger.

Under the waves of the river, the little paper crane holds a layer of air film tightly attached to the paper surface, flapping its wings faster than a fish swimming underwater.

A big fish came and saw this strange white fish swimming in the water. It speeded up and tried to bite the little paper crane, but was slapped by the little paper crane's small wings, making a "crack..." sound. After somersaulting a few times, he fainted and surfaced with a white belly.

A small boat just passed by, and the people on board were delighted when they saw a fish floating.

"Hey, such a big fish?"

"Hey, is it really so big and newly dead?"

"Cook it up, scoop it up, you can add it to the dish tonight!"

The boatman reduced the speed of the boat, rolled up his sleeves and went to catch the fish. Only when he caught the fish with both hands did the fish wake up and struggle with "swishing, swishing, squeaking..."

"Oh, it's still a live fish, please give me a hand!"

"Hahahaha... Such a big bighead carp from the Chunmu River is worth a lot of money at the market. I'm in for a treat tonight!"

The little paper crane turned back and looked upward under the water. In the blur of the sparkling water, one could vaguely see the joy of the people beside the boat above. After a few glances, it went straight to somewhere in the middle of the river.

In the section of Chunmu River near Chunhui Fucheng, there is a strange **** stone at the bottom of the river. The little paper crane swam all the way to the **** stone and patted the water, and pecked the stone surface a few times with its beak. , seemingly light but making a "duh..." sound.

The next moment, the bottom of the water became turbid, and black shadows like giant snakes rose from under the black stone. He slowly turned his head and looked back, and saw a small paper bird staying there. It turned out that this **** stone turned out to be A giant turtle's back.

‘Bird? Paper bird? ’

Wu Chong had never seen a small paper crane before. At this moment, he was very surprised that such a paper bird appeared on the bottom of the river, especially on his back. However, this paper bird gave him a faint feeling of intimacy. In his sight, the paper bird swam a few times and landed on his head, and then pecked it lightly. Ji Yuan's divine message was conveyed, and it took a long time for the old turtle to digest the information.

"It turns out it was Mr. Ji who sent the message. I will leave now, Old Turtle!"

The words with bubbles rising one after another fell, and a piece of paper slipped from the little paper crane and arrived in front of the old turtle. If the people on land need guidance when walking long distances, then like the old turtle If a monster that has been cultivating for a long time wants to cross the border all the way to Gyeonggi Prefecture, it either needs to hide itself or something similar to a road guide. The note left by Ji Yuan has a similar effect.

After hearing what the old turtle said, the little paper crane flapped its wings and left, swam towards the river and flew directly into the sky. When the old turtle slowly surfaced, he looked at the sky with his eyes close to the water. At that moment, I could only see a flash of light in the sky, but I couldn't see where the paper crane went.

Since Mr. Ji asked him to go to Gyeonggi Prefecture, although he did not leave a specific time requirement, Wu Chong naturally wanted to do it as soon as possible, so he did not wait too much, returned to the center of the river, brought the altar to Qianri at the bottom of the river In the spring, he swam quickly along the Chunmu River. Unexpectedly, he encountered a big herring that was running around. Wu Chong asked it to speak to the river **** and swam directly into the Chunmu River. tributary, heading southwest.

You can swim in the water during the day, and you may go ashore at night. Whenever the water **** interrogates or ghosts and gods block the way, the old turtle will spit out the decree. Just as the eight characters on the note say, "Jiyuan decrees, stick to this passage", the ghosts and gods By doing a little calculation based on this, you can feel the divine will of calculation and distinguish the authenticity of the decree.

Ji Yuan’s name is difficult to say in other places, but in Dazhen territory, whether in water or on land, he is a thunderous existence among the gods and earth. He is a true master in the legend, and everyone can give a little face. With this decree, Lao Gui traveled smoothly all the way, and in most cases there were even ghosts and gods guiding him along the way, which gave him a clearer understanding of Mr. Ji's face.

On the night of the third day, in Youzhou, across the river from Gyeonggi Prefecture, on the edge of Chengsu Prefecture, an old turtle was crawling quickly on the ground, with a piece of water flowing under his feet, making him as fast as a galloping horse. , and there are two ghostly figures in front, it is the two night wandering gods of Chengsu Mansion.

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"Mr. Wu, ahead is the Tongtianjiang River, the largest river in Dazhen, which is the residence of Lord Long. I will wait until it is inconvenient to see you off. Mr. Wu, take care on the way!"

The old turtle man stood up and returned the greeting respectfully.

"Thank you to the two night patrol envoys for seeing me off. Wu will go on his own and say hello to the City God and the great gods of various departments on his behalf."

"Well, please also ask Mr. Wu to say hello to Mr. Ji on our behalf."

"Definitely!" "Definitely!"

The two sides said goodbye, and the old turtle slid into the Tongtian River with a little excitement and anxiety. Although the little paper crane conveyed the divine intention, Mr. Ji's message was to take the main roads of each government as the path, and he would be able to travel unimpeded. In the end, The destination is not really in Gyeonggi Prefecture City, but to wait in the Tongcheon River first.

But there is a real dragon in Tongtian River after all. Wu Chong, who doesn't know the relationship between Ji Yuan and the old dragon, is worried about whether Mr. Ji will be given face here.

Sure enough, Old Turtle's worries were not unnecessary. He had just entered the water and swam for a moment when he was spotted by the patrolling Yaksha. Two Yakshas approached quickly and stretched out their steel forks to stop Old Turtle.

"Who are you from the Shui tribe? Why are you here at Tongtian River?"

The old turtle quickly saluted.

"My surname is Wu Mingchong. I am an old turtle practicing in Chunmu River. I came to Tongtian River on the order of Mr. Ji. I have Mr.'s decree here."

As he spoke, Old Turtle carefully spit out the note and then unfolded it.

"Keep in mind the fate of the imperial edict and adhere to this passage..."

A Yaksha stretched out his hand to touch the decree, and the words on the note flashed with light at this moment.

"It's really Mr. Ji!"

The two yakshas quickly took a step back and saluted the old turtle with steel forks in their hands.

"I hope you will forgive me for offending you. Wherever you want to go in the river, fellow Taoist Wu, we can send you to the appropriate section of the river."

"Here, sir, we are waiting in the river outside the capital."

Yaksha nodded, one led the old turtle to the appropriate river section, while the other yaksha quickly swam back to Shuifu.