I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 393 Young Master
Daming, BJ City.

In the hall of Fusi in Beizhen with a murderous atmosphere, Jin Yiwei's commander Tongzhi, the commander of the affairs, the governor, thousands of households, hundreds of households, general banners, small banners, school lieutenants, and warriors lined up from the hall to the courtyard. There was a huge black crowd, all of them were dressed in flying fish suits, with embroidered spring knives on their waists, all of them looked solemn.

This is Daming, and unlike the other five countries in the Six Dynasties, Daming has a special atmosphere.

Here, the emperor's cronies, such as the scholar-bureaucrats, ministers, eunuchs, and Jin Yiwei, have achieved a wonderful balance.

The key point of this balance lies in the emperor. The emperor of Ming Dynasty left a very simple model for his descendants. As long as you grasp the balance between civil servants and close ministers, you can control the empire.

The emperor's authority will also be at its peak, and if one side has a slight decline, it will not fall completely, but it can self-supply and recover.

This balance is difficult to break, because both sides have sufficient background and their own basic disk.

Unless a fool ascends to the throne and breaks the balance single-handedly, allowing one party to dominate, then it will be difficult for the imperial power to get out of the Forbidden City.

"Ti Shuai is here!" There was a long voice coming from the door.

Liu Mian was wearing a scarlet gown made of tiger and leopard patches, a golden lychee belt, and black official boots. He walked in squarely with square steps.

Everyone found that behind him was a monk, and a little girl was standing beside the monk.

Liu Mian swaggered to the front of the official case, and then leaned down again, letting the monk behind him take the lead.

All the people present were dumbfounded. Since when has Ti Shuai been so polite?

Behind him, the monk was not polite, walked to the front and said, "Where is Your Majesty?"

The one big and one small are Dao Yan and Tang Sai'er.Li Yu expected that Tang Sai'er also had Buddha's light, but where she was, there was no Buddha statue.

Even if there is a Buddha statue, except for a big temple like Daxiangguo Temple, there will be no such evil relics hidden.

"Your Majesty is at the Sheji Altar." Someone from Jinyiwei replied.

Every morning on the Shangwu Day in February and August, the emperor of Ming Dynasty would come to the Sheji Altar to hold sacrificial ceremonies, praying for good weather, plentiful crops, and peace for the country and the people.In case of major events such as expedition, class teacher, prisoner sacrifice, drought and flood, sacrifices will also be held here.

Dao Yan nodded and said, "Take me into the palace."

Ordinary people would naturally have to obtain the emperor's permission to enter the palace, but no one dared to stop Dao Yan with a word.

The imperial city of Daming is very large. In the city, there are not only places of worship such as the Taimiao, Sheji Altar, and Emperor's Temple, but also the offices of the Fourth Division, the Eighth Bureau, and the Twelfth Supervisor commonly known as the 24 Yamen, as well as the so-called Neidong Factory.

Passing through Dong'anli Gate all the way, going east to the middle gate, Donghua Gate was counted as entering the Forbidden City. Tang Sai'er looked left and right, and saw guards standing everywhere, solemn and solemn.

"Monk, is this the palace?"

Dao Yan nodded, and led by his guards, he came to Fengtian Hall to wait.

The Fengtian Hall is the head of the three main halls, about ten feet high, with five ridges and four slopes, and flying animals.

After about an hour, someone came out and reported loudly: "Your Majesty returns to the palace."

A young man walked out quickly from the hall, wearing a black winged crown and a red dragon robe with a round neck and narrow sleeves. After seeing Dao Yan, he showed excitement and stepped forward to hold his hand: " Master, is it really you?"

Dao Yan bowed slightly, "My minister Yao Guangxiao, I have seen Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty waved his hand and said, "Come here, give me a seat!"

"Young master has been away for so many years, and he still looks as good as before. Grandpa Huang thought that the young master had passed away. He personally wrote the inscription on the Shinto, and entered my Daming Ancestral Temple as a civil servant."

Speaking of Zhu Di, Dao Yan was also a little emotional, and said: "The emperor's great kindness, the minister's death is hard to repay. These years in Bianliang of the Song Dynasty, I encountered some things and was trapped in a dungeon for ten years. People are so sad."

"Father, his health has always been poor. After the death of the emperor's grandfather, he became sick with grief. He entrusted the Great Ming Dynasty to my shoulders. Fortunately, now that the young master is back, I also have a backbone."

Dao Yan said modestly: "Your Majesty is serious, but there is indeed a hidden danger in this Great Ming Dynasty, which is close at hand."
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Yuanmiao Mountain, Shenxiao Palace.

Holding a whisk in his hand, Li Yu said with a smile, "What material is this made of?"

"Nanqiao Pine."

When Lin Lingsu spoke, there was a hint of sadness in his tone.

This is a very emotional person. In the eyes of ordinary Taoists, emotionality is a taboo.

But Lin Lingsu doesn't care about these things, he always thinks of some people or things when he was young, and then feels deeply.

He attaches great importance to human feelings, rather than blindly pursuing immortality.

Whether it's kindness or grievance, he will repay it.

Li Yu took a step closer and asked in a low voice: "Palace Master, our layout is complete now, we just wait for the time to come and take the blood of the emperor, but there is one more thing that is very important, I have to ask the palace for advice. host."

"What's the matter?"

Li Yu said: "Will those loose immortals in our Great Song Dynasty intervene?"

Lin Lingsu said firmly, "No."

Li Yu nodded and said: "Then I don't worry, we don't need their help, but these people must not make trouble."

"The Human Emperor's matter involves many causes and effects. Except for a lunatic like me and a descendant of the Way of Peace like you, who would want to go into the water."

Li Yu smelled something unusual, and asked with his head tilted: "What do you mean, what do you mean by this cause and effect?"

"Hey, don't get excited, it's just some small cause and effect, there is no one in Taipingdao who is afraid of this."

Li Yu swallowed his saliva, and continued to ask: "What happened to the Emperor? What is the cause and effect?"

"The Human Sovereign is a very wonderful existence. You can be magnificent and talented, but none of you can practice Taoism and live forever."

Li Yu panicked and asked, "Why?"

"God's will is unpredictable."

Li Yu knew some answers in his heart, and it seemed that someone secretly manipulated it, because if the Human Emperor can last long, then his power of faith is likely to completely surpass all gods and Buddhas.

Many land immortals are unwilling to intervene in court battles, and the rise and fall of the kingdom is also because of this. All the capable ministers and generals, those who assist the emperor, do not live forever.

Even if they are powerful enough to make gods and Buddhas bow their heads, they are still limited by their longevity.

Lin Lingsu patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's up to 'people'."

When he said the word "human", he unconsciously emphasized it a bit, Li Yu knew it well.

Li Yu chuckled, "Is it useful to be afraid? To be honest, I've never been afraid."

"That's good."

(End of this chapter)