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Chapter 272 Practice
"Another... another assassin?"

At the end of the night, several members of Jiang's family also got up. After Jiang Chun kicked and questioned the stunned servants and guards, he felt a little shuddering.

"It's not an assassin, a hysterical Miao witch came from the Miao people's old village..."

"Wow." Jiang Cang exclaimed, "Miao Wu."

"I told you not to provoke those southern barbarians."

Jiang Chun subconsciously moved away from Li Xia, and after a while, he realized that it was inappropriate, stroked his long beard awkwardly, and murmured: "I mean, it's only been a few months, and Feiyu wants to do anything in the future." I don't care about anything, right now... no, I mean..."

At this point, he didn't know what else to say. In short, he had no other wish, and he just wanted to let Li Xia live in peace before the order came down.

"Hey, let's invite a Taoist priest to do a Buddhist ritual tomorrow."

"Father, you have to be careful, don't hire another Quanzhen teacher."

Jiang Chun slapped Jiang Cang on the head and said, "Go back to the house and sleep, messing around..."

The next day.

Li Xia arrived at the camp, recruited Xiongshan, and told what happened last night.

Xiongshan panicked.

"It's okay, she doesn't want to hurt me, just let your father take care of her."

"Yes." Xiong Shan replied, "Don't worry, County Captain, this kind of thing will never happen again."

"Go."

As far as Li Xia was concerned, he was not good at and had no clue about subduing the tribes in the Southwest by pretending to be ghosts, and he had no other way for the time being.

Han Qi'an is busy with this matter now, and when he saw Li Xia coming, he led him to see the progress.

The production of armor and weapons has already started, and the progress is faster after the raw materials are available, but the firearms are not smooth.

Even if it is just a simple imitation of a porcelain caltrop fireball, there are no talents who are good at it, but Li Xia doesn't know how to make gunpowder with sulfur and nitrate...

~~
Jiang Cang poked his head out to look in the back yamen, and saw two Taoist priests walking into the courtyard behind Jiang Chun.

One of the Taoist priests is quite old, he seems to be in his seventies, and looks very sloppy; the other one is not more than 40 years old, with three long beards, very handsome and immortal.

After they set up a hall in the courtyard, Jiang Cang couldn't help but cautiously asked Jiang Chun: "Father, are you sure it's not Quanzhen?"

Jiang Chun stroked his beard and said: "This is a local Taoist priest... As far as I know, as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhang Daoling, the celestial master, heard that the people of Shu were very kind, easy to educate, and famous for their mountains. He entered Shu to create Taoism, which is the origin of the Zhengyi religion, so there are many Taoists in Shu.

That old Taoist is the old Taoist priest Hao Xiuyang who was sent to Yuqiu Mountain in the east for his father. He once studied Taoism under the seat of Mr. Guan Miao, a contemporary celestial master of the Zhengyi School. His father also knew him a long time ago. How could it be Quanzhen religion? "

Jiang Cang nodded, and asked again: "Mr. Guan Miao is the celestial master that father said that he went to the palace to worship and pray for blessings?"

"Yes."

"Then Taoist Master Hao has also been to the palace?"

"It should be never, he is just a disciple of Mr. Guan Miao."

Jiang Cang asked again: "Who is that Taoist priest? He is so immortal."

"Li Daoist Li Xiling is a disciple of old Daoist He."

"He can't be from the Quanzhen sect?"

Jiang Chundao: "Impossible. Zhengyi Sect advocates talismans, praying for blessings and avoiding disasters; Quanzhen Sect advocates the cultivation of life. If it was not Liu Jinsuo's reckless man at that time, it was my father who saw the North Assassin, and he would have seen through it at a glance."

"Father is amazing."

……

A ceremony was completed in the evening.

The slovenly old Taoist Hao Xiuyang kept waving his mahogany sword and muttering words; the handsome middle-aged Taoist Li Xiling stood holding the sword most of the time, as if in a state of tranquility...

Jiang Cang couldn't bear to look at them, so he hid in the house and went to study.

Even Jiang Chun lost his patience, thinking that it was too long just to seek peace of mind, but the two Taoist priests said they must see the person who was entangled by Miao Wu, saying that if he was poisoned , must be resolved as soon as possible.

Jiang Chun had no choice but to send someone to invite Li Xia back.

But Li Xia was busy and didn't return to the county office until night, and they waited patiently...

~~
"Does the Taoist priest know how to make alchemy?"

Li Xia always looked casual during the exorcism, but then asked this question with a serious expression.

Hao Xiuyang looked slovenly, with a smile in his eyes, he nodded and said, "I know a little bit about poverty."

"Can you make gunpowder?" Li Xia asked again.

Hao Xiuyang twitched his beard without answering, and turned his head to look at Li Xiling.

Li Xiling stood with his hands behind his back and nodded.

Just when Li Xia thought it was Li Xiling who could make gunpowder, it was Hao Xiuyang who responded, "I know a little bit about poverty."

Li Xia pondered for a while, then slowly said: "I'm afraid the Mongolian army will enter Shu again this year, so we need to make some firearms to deal with the enemy. Please help the two priests, okay?"

He asked this matter sincerely, but in fact he could not refuse, he had ordered Jiang Fan to stand outside with someone.

Hao Xiuyang agreed but was straightforward, saying: "Old Dao will follow the county captain's orders."

……

Li Xia felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what the problem was. He could only vaguely feel that the eyes of the two Taoist priests were not quite right.

He asked Jiang Fan to take them to rest, and whispered that someone should be sent to watch them.

Later, they found Han Qi'an and explained: "It's rare to find someone who can make gunpowder, but these two people are very strange. Afterwards, they entered the firearms workshop, so don't let them come into contact with outsiders."

"What is Aaron worried about?"

"It's too easy." Li Xia said, "It's like someone bringing a pillow when you doze off."

"Old Taoist Hao is a Taoist priest, and he can make gunpowder, which is quite normal."

"He promised so simply that he didn't even ask."

Han Qi'an pondered for a while, and then slowly said: "There are often counselors in the world who come from Taoism. For example, Zhang Liang entered Baiyun Mountain, and his teacher was Huangshi, who was named Chisongzi; Tao Hongjing lived in the mountain. Every time the country has good or bad news, he always comes to consult him. At that time, people called him the "Prime Minister of the Mountain"; Li Mi was a high Taoist in Hengshan Mountain of Nanyue, and assisted the three emperors of the Tang Dynasty; even Su Shi, who also studied under Taoist Zhang Yijian, was a disciple of Taoist laymen... But they may not all be true Taoists. "

"Mr. Yining wants to say something?"

"In my opinion, Taoist Li Xiling is not like a real Taoist priest. He either wears a Taoist robe to ward off disasters and avoid disasters; or because of the strict household registration control of the imperial court, he turns into a Taoist to travel around."

At this point, Han Qi'an shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Let me make another analogy... Generally, scholars seek promotion through imperial examinations and want to become officials. But occasionally some smart people break the law and hide themselves in the Taoist sect." Or Buddhism, such a person would not ask what A Lang is going to do."

Li Xia nodded, and said: "Mr. Yining thinks that Li Xiling has a case against him, and Hao Xiuyang is afraid that he will reveal his secrets, so he dare not ask more questions, so he directly agreed to help me?"

"That's just my guess."

"Anyway, keep an eye on it..."

~~
That same night, in the room Li Xia arranged for the two Taoist priests, Hao Xiuyang was lying on the ground, drinking with a gourd, smacking his lips from time to time and saying, "This is weird too... I can't figure it out..."

Li Xiling stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the two yamen servants outside with deep thought in his eyes.

"I said, you really didn't lie to the old man?" Hao Xiuyang murmured again: "But just by looking at it, the old man also feels that you are clearly not lying... Maybe you have to look at this matter carefully..."

(End of this chapter)