The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 242 Moving Mountains to Layout Qiantang Yinguan ([-] words for subscription)
"Mrs. Wei?"

In the temple on the top of the mountain, the morning sun shines through the windows and reflects on the brazier filled with ashes.

Hearing Ji Pingan pronounce the name, everyone present was startled, but Ye Hongling was the first to speak:
"Is it the wife of General Wei of the Dagan Dynasty more than 400 years ago? The woman who walked the 'Royal Spirit Way'?"

Yu Yu was still confused at first, but when he heard the words "Yu Ling Dao", he suddenly slapped his head:

"I also remembered that this person was also recorded in the books we... well, I read. But I only remember the name, and I forgot what he did."

She wanted to say that it was in the textbook when she was in the Taoist school.

But considering that Master Yihong was standing by, the saint still held her hand.

Well, of course it's not fear, the main thing is that I don't think of conflicts, it's not that I'm worried, showing my timidity and embarrassing the Taoist sect.

The drama girl praised her for taking care of the overall situation.

Ji Pingan nodded and said with a complicated expression:
"It's her. At the end of the Daqian Dynasty in the past, the people were in dire straits, wars broke out everywhere, and the national teacher and the emperor raised troops to conquer the world. During the process, they naturally had to fight frequently with the generals of the Dagan. At that time, one of the strongest generals of the Dagan , and one of the biggest opponents the Emperor and the others bumped into is a commander named Wei Wuji."

Ye Hongling nodded, and said:
"In the legend, General Wei is a famous general who has both civil and military skills. He is a rare general in thousands of years. Not only is his personal force excellent, but his ability to lead troops is even more outstanding. Wuji led the troops to attack, and the rebel army suffered defeat.

And it wasn't a single failure, but repeated obstacles, the two sides had each other's victory and defeat, and it was involved for a long time. In the past, the emperor even sighed, saying that this was a rare enemy in his life. This time the rebel army was in danger and on the verge of extinction.

Rao was an opponent. Later, the Emperor of God once commented that if this person was placed in a powerful dynasty and had a wise enough monarch as the backing, he would be enough to become a generation of "Military God". "

The female warrior was born in a family of martial arts, so she knows a lot about "biography" in this area.

God of war!

Although this title is exaggerated, it is enough to show Wei Wuji's ability.

Yu Yu listened intently, curiously said:

"Then what happened later? How did the Emperor and the Imperial Master defeat this big 'Military God'?"

Ye Hongling shook her head and said:

"Historical records are unknown, and it is only mentioned briefly. It ended in defeat."

Ji Pingan glanced at her and said:

"Because there is no wise emperor behind him, only a group of traitors who are slowing down. In fact, the imperial court at that time was already corrupt, and the emperor was on the throne. We are at a disadvantage in the political struggle, and the situation is not good."

After a pause, he said with some emotion:
"Although he has caused great trouble to the rebels time and time again, in the mouths of many ministers at the height of the temple, he is incompetent and even accused of colluding with the rebels. The argument of those people is very simple. Since Wei Wuji is very Strong, then why can’t completely wipe out the rebel army every time? Are you raising the bandits’ self-respect? Are you deliberately not going all out?”

Ye Hongling was taken aback, she didn't understand these details.

Yu Yu said angrily, "Those people are so stupid?"

Ji Pingan said meaningfully:

"It's not necessarily stupid, but too smart. Some people don't want to see Wei Wuji make meritorious service in the war and gain momentum, so they just suppress him. Heh, in fact, as far as I know, in the past, the emperor and the country After the master learned about this, he tried to persuade him to surrender, complained about the pros and cons, and pulled Wei Wuji over to join him, but it's a pity..."

Yu Yu blinked: "It's a pity he doesn't agree?"

"No," Ji Pingan shook his head and gave an unexpected answer:
"It's a pity that he died suddenly. He was poisoned to death by someone sent by the Dagan Temple to oversee the army. As I said, the Emperor Dagan was very suspicious. Perhaps in his mind, Wei Wuji was already a self-respecting soldier." The dangerous people here are much more dangerous than those mud-legged rebels, so we sent someone to kill him."

Ah, this... Yu Yu was stunned and didn't know how to evaluate this wave of operations.

Ji Pingan continued:

"But the fall of a generation of military gods always requires an explanation, so of course, the version of the story that was promoted is that he was murdered by the insidious and cunning national teacher... Oh, at that time, he was also called the 'military teacher' to design and murder him to death."

"As for Mrs. Wei, she is not a common daughter of a powerful family, but a female monk who was forcibly married by Wei Wuji who disregarded the family's order and followed the way of Taoism. The spirits of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, as well as the art of dealing with the souls of dead people."

"Mrs. Wei was not in the army at the time, but was in the rear. After learning the obituary sent back by the senior officials, she was so angry that she almost became possessed. After the battle, Mrs. Wei blew herself up in the army and died."

"That's it..." Yu Yu opened his mouth, feeling a little depressed.

As a girl longing for love, this kind of storyline has a huge lethality on her.

The saint is already in her little mind, and she has created a scene that moves the world.

He stomped his feet resentfully, and said, "This Emperor Daqian really deserves to die!"

The atmosphere was a little dull.

The saint was moved by the love story.

Ye Hongling was sad for the death of a rabbit, and as an outstanding general of the imperial court, he felt the situation of being distrusted by the temple.

As for Ji Pingan, as the person involved, it is inevitable to be sad when recalling the past. In the final analysis, this incident is also one of the regrets in his long life.

It is a pity that Yu Wei Wuji, an opponent, did not die on the battlefield, but died in the political struggle and backstab of his own people.

Regrettably, before Madam Wei died, there was still boundless hatred and anger in her eyes, and she didn't know the truth.

Finally, after a brief silence.

Master Yihong frowned, breaking the atmosphere:

"So, what is the relationship between this past and this moment? Could it be that Ji Sichen is saying that the burnt lantern in this clay pot is..."

Ji Pingan gave an "en" and said:

"I suspect that this is the method of Yulingdao... and the red lantern, as far as I know, is the signature method of Mrs. Wei."

Master Yihong said: "So, the person hiding here may be related to Mrs. Wei?"

Ji Pingan clapped his hands in fear, knocked off the black ash in his hands, and said:

"It's just a guess, but you must be prepared that the enemy is not alone."

Ye Hongling and Yu Yu looked at each other solemnly and excitedly, but they didn't expect that more than one reborn person was suspected to be drawn out from just an investigation.

And there may also be known "historical personalities" involved.

"Then what shall we do next?" Yu Yu asked.

Ji Pingan thought for a while and said, "Let's go back to the temple first."

……

……

"Are you looking for Madam?"

In Qiantang County, in the crack of the door of a certain mansion, the butler asked back.

The monk wearing a cloak and carrying a small bundle nodded.

The housekeeper took a deep look at him, did not ask his name and history, but opened the door, put him in, and then turned around and said, "Come with me."

The two walked around the screen wall, one behind the other, towards the depths of the house.

Along the way, you can see servants busy one by one, servants, maids, mothers-in-law, coachmen... everything is available, as if it is the configuration of a rich family.

It's just a little strange that these people's expressions are extremely indifferent, as if they have no expression or communication.

Moreover, the clothes on his body were exceptionally clean, spotless and colorful, but his exposed skin was exceptionally pale.

The cloaked man turned a blind eye and walked all the way to the atrium garden. The butler stopped and pointed to a gazebo in front of him and said:

"Madam has been waiting for a long time, you go now."

"Amitabha."

The flower-picking monk in a cloak saluted and immediately walked towards the pavilion.

The gazebo looked a little old, and the lotus leaves were in full bloom in a pond around it, and the glazed tiles supported by four wooden pillars reflected the sunlight.

There are melon and fruit tea drinks on the stone table in the pavilion, and two figures are sitting on both sides.

One is a woman wearing white silk, plain clothes, and linen filial piety, about thirty years old, with a slightly pointed chin, regular temples, and cold eyes like autumn water.

At this moment, he was holding a chess piece and it landed on the chessboard.

Opposite her, playing chess with her was a hale and hearty old man in a dusty broad avenue robe.

If Ji Ping'an was here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. He was a member of the "Human World" who escaped from the southern mountains of Yuhang a few days ago.

Taoist who moved the mountain!

"Amitabha, the two benefactors are really kind, not like a little monk running away like a stray dog." The flower-picking monk sighed.

The woman in plain clothes who put down the chess pieces turned her head and smiled coldly:
"Lost dog, you are self-aware."

The mockery is obvious, and it seems to be quite disdainful.

The flower-picking monk said with a smile:

"Madam Wei's words are really as sharp as in the letter, her reputation is well-deserved."

Seeing the two facing each other tit for tat, the old Taoist who moved the mountain smiled and smoothed things over:

"At this age, we and the ancients should help each other. Master, how is the situation in the monastery? It seems that there is a result."

The flower-picking monk walked into the gazebo, sat down on a stool, and then said:

"There is no danger, the star official must have found the traces I deliberately left at this moment, and he will rush to Qiantang City to look for it in a short time."

There is no lack of complacency in his tone:
"However, there are not only one person here, but three. It is indeed as you described, there is a pair of boys and girls, but there is also a leader who kills the demon, called Ye Hongling, who is said to be a monk sitting in the well. Are you sure you can handle it in your current state?"

Ye Hongling?
Taoist Qianshan frowned slightly, and then slowly stretched his brows, saying:

"No surprise. The arrival of this martial artist is also within Pindao's calculations. Although he is named Zuojing, he is still a martial artist in this world. He is very immature. When the time comes, just look for an opportunity and transfer him away for a while. With Pindao and Wei Madam, together with you, Master, it will not be difficult to solve the two broken nines."

As he said that, his eyes became a little fierce:

"This time, there will be no more stone apes breaking through the formation. The poor will definitely take revenge for destroying my Dharma Body and taking my Dharma Artifact!"

The flower-picking monk remained silent.

As a member of the human world, Taoist Qianshan and Huoju Bingpo had visited him before the treasure house was opened.

It's just that no one expected that Ji Pingan's plan would be destroyed in the end. The two died, and only Daoist Qianshan escaped by chance.

Afterwards, the old Taoist rushed to the small temple above the Yunlin Temple and told the flower-picking monks.

He said that someone might come to the temple to investigate next. If they were like the star officials and young Taoist priests he described, they didn't have to fight against them, but they could leave some traces and lead them to the county town behind the temple.

The flower-picking monk didn't pay much attention at first, but he didn't expect that after a few days, he really hit the spot with the old Taoist priest.

He pondered for a while, and asked curiously:

"Why did you guess that the other party will come?"

Hearing the words, Taoist Qianshan raised his hand and twirled his beard under his jaw, his eyes shrewd:
"Because behind the other party is probably Qin Tianjian and Daomen, and these people are searching for us ancients."

Yes!

After escaping, the old Taoist Qianshan thought carefully and concluded why he lost in the "Qianyuan Treasure House" incident.

In the end, I came to the conclusion that I had fallen for it.In that battle, based on the characteristics of Ji Ping'an and others' spells, he judged that the team consisted of star officials, Taoist priests, and warriors.

And quite young.

Based on reasonable deduction, he felt that his group must have fallen into the eyes of Qin Tianjian as early as when Huoju and Bingpo killed the caravan.

Afterwards, the "present person" forces in Yuhang City, through investigation and reasoning, detected his real intentions in advance.

Therefore, the masters of Demon Killing Division, Sanqingguan and other places pretended not to move so that he would be negligent, but they secretly dispatched elite disciples from the three forces to form a small team to launch a surprise attack...

This can also explain why the other party's appearance is such a coincidence.

And the abnormality of the stone ape in the treasury - because the forces in the city had already made arrangements secretly.

Everything makes sense!

If Ji Pingan knew the brain supplement of Taoist Qianshan, he would probably give him a thumbs up.

However, Taoist Qianshan didn't guess completely wrong, at least he was right about the identities of Ji Ping'an and Yu Yu's "genius disciples".

"However, although the opponent's plan was well-planned, but he missed a move, and after all, he didn't count Pindao's trump card. Therefore, although he lost a dharma body, he managed to escape."

The Taoist who moved the mountain said:

"And since the cultivation forces in Yuhang City are looking for us together, the ghost you played in Yunlin Temple will be discovered by them sooner or later. But because of the protective cover of Buddhism, those big forces in Yuhang cannot directly If you come to the door, it is very likely to repeat the old trick and send that elite disciple to investigate."

The flower-picking monk was amazed:

"That's why you told me to be careful and lead him into the city? Want revenge? Then what shall we do next?"

Taoist Qianshan said with a smile: "Shanren has his own clever plan. As long as the master cooperates."

After a pause, he looked across the gazebo at the plain-clothed woman in linen and mourning:

"Of course, when the time comes, I will still need Madam's help."

After a pause, he added meaningfully:
"I believe Madam will be very interested in concocting a talented star officer."

Star official... Mrs. Wei has a cold expression, she has no interest in the plan of this monk, but at this moment when she hears this word, hatred is burning in her eyes.

"Snapped!"

The chess piece in the woman's hand split open, and shot towards both sides, hitting the lotus leaf in the lake, piercing through a hole.

The large group of servants outside the pavilion were trembling.

Mrs. Wei sneered:
"If the star official is handed over to me, he will definitely not be able to survive or die."

……

……

Under the Leiyin Pagoda, Ji Ping'an and his party returned from the "small temple on the top of the mountain" with the fluctuation of the enchantment.

As soon as he walked out, he saw the burly guard Tutuo waiting outside:

"Abbot, how is it?"

Master Yihong shook his head, did not explain, but asked:

"I asked you to investigate before. Have you checked the whereabouts of the monks in the temple last night?"

The Great Nursing Academy nodded and recounted the results of the investigation one by one, but no monk left.

After he finished speaking, Master Yihong turned around and looked at Ji Pingan: "What do you think Si Chen?"

Ji Pingan smiled and said:
"Since we know that the man is hiding outside, the monks in the temple are naturally cleared of suspicion. We set off immediately and go to Qiantang City to hunt him down. We hope the abbot will be more vigilant, and be careful that the man will turn back again and endanger the people in the temple. After all, Mrs. Pei still has to spend time in the temple. Wait, you don't want this matter to make a big fuss, do you?"

Master Yihong took a tight breath. As one of the cards of Buddhism in Dazhou, he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Immediately said:
"From now on, the temple will suspend sending sons to the Avalokitesvara Hall for external appeals. If Si Chen needs anything, Yunlin Temple will fully cooperate."

Yihong is very concerned about maintaining the image of Buddhism.

As for the monk who is suspected of being reborn... In his eyes, he has committed such evil deeds and repeatedly broken the precepts. Although he practices Buddhism, he is obviously not considered a Buddhist.

And this scene, in the eyes of the nursing home, Zhike monk and others, was greatly shocked.

I don't understand why my abbot treats this star official like this, as if he has a handle...

Ji Pingan smiled and nodded, and left immediately.

Without even saying hello to Li Xiangjun, the three of them went straight out of the temple and rode towards the ancient city of Qiantang behind the monastery.

After leaving the temple behind, Yu Yu pouted and said:
"You are taking advantage of these bald donkeys, just let them go like this? Even if the flower-picking monk is not a monk in the temple, but hides in their Buddhist sect to do evil, can these people pretend to be innocent? Expose them, and let them be exposed! These monks are disgraced!"

Ye Hongling smiled bitterly and said:

"After all, it involves Buddhism and the Southern Tang Dynasty. There are many things that can't be too happy. Besides, if this matter is publicized and exposed, how will those pregnant women live?"

Yu Yu suddenly fell silent.

Yes, if this kind of thing is exposed, it can certainly make Buddhism lose face, but the victim is really doomed.

It is even more difficult to say that many people who come to ask for children are obviously not the woman's problem, but their husbands are sick. However, in the current era, the disease is attributed to the woman's belly.

Being pregnant can actually improve the situation of this group of people, even if it's not her own, it's ironic.

But Ji Pingan suddenly said:
"It doesn't necessarily mean that she is pregnant. At least, according to my observation, the physical condition that the flower-picking monk showed last night is very strange."

With Ji Ping'an's eyesight, he couldn't see what was going on.

But it is definitely not a normal "body". Can such a state really succeed in sowing seeds?
The two daughters looked at each other in blank dismay, and the two young children had no right to speak about this.

As soon as they spoke, three fast horses entered Qiantang City, and the crowds around them increased sharply. After entering the city, the city was full of restaurants, and the streets were full of people, which was extremely lively and bustling.

"After all, it is an ancient city. Even if Yuhang is rebuilt, it still has such a large scale." Yu Yu marveled.

Ye Hongling had been to Qiantang County more than once, and she didn't have the mind to watch the scenery. She rode through the market with the sound of hawking in her ears, and said distractedly:

"How do we investigate next?"

As Master Yihong said, the enemy's escape into Qiantang City is like water drops into the sea.

Ji Pingan raised his head, glanced at the sun, it was already approaching noon, thought for a while and said:
"Have you ever seen a phenomenon? When an outsider enters the village, he will be stared at by all the villagers. Qiantang City is indeed not small and has a large population. It is also easy to tell if you are a person, let alone a monk who is practicing."

The female warrior's eyes lit up:
"You mean, ask for help from the local snakes in the city? I can go to the county government office, and ask the Qiantang county magistrate to investigate as the demon slaying department."

Unwilling to let her down, Yu Yu stood up to face A and raised his jaw:
"Qiantang also has a Taoist temple of my Taoism. If I go there, the saint can also mobilize manpower."

Ji Pingan nodded:
"It's a way. Then we will split up and act separately. If we find out, use the messenger to locate each other."

Yu Yu asked curiously:
"Split up? Then where are you going? There is no Yin-Yang Academy in the city."

Given the size of Qiantang County, it is normal to have one or two "hermaphrodites" in the government office, but there is no separate school.

"Who said I'm going to use the power of Qin Tianjian?" Ji Pingan asked with a smile, but didn't answer.

After the two girls took their orders to leave, he turned his horse and headed towards a certain direction following the location in his memory.

……

Qiantang Ancient City.

Although the streets are not as spacious as Yuhang, the buildings have a sense of historical precipitation.

After Ji Ping changed his face, he led the horse, crossed a stone bridge, and followed the early autumn breeze through the crowd.

On both sides of the road, there are many shops, and people of different ages know nothing about the world of practice.

What's more, he didn't know what a prominent status the young man in green shirt with the horse beside him had.

Ji Ping'an's target is the mansion of "Qian Yuanwai", the richest man in Qiantang City who shares the same surname with the city.

According to the list that Song Xuezheng showed him, the "county-level hermit officials" on the dark web in Qiantang County were Yuanwai Qian and the big landlords in the city.

When Ji Pingan arrived outside the street where Qian's house was located, he suddenly heard the sound of lively fluttering and troupe performances, and the long river bank was filled with carriages.

"Whose family is getting married? Is it so lively?" Ji Pingan casually called a scholar on the street to ask.

The scholar glanced at him and said:

"You are not from the local area. Today is the [-]th birthday of Qian Yuanwai, the richest man in Qiantang City. How many people come to celebrate his birthday? Qian's house is putting on a big show. As long as you have some status, you can go to eat and drink. I think you are also a scholar. Congratulations in the past, maybe you can have a free meal."

Do you want to eat?
Ji Pingan smiled, thanked him, and then shook his head as he looked at the scholar who was in a hurry to grab a meal.

He led the horse to another alley, and after a while, the singing voice gradually died down, and he also stopped at a slightly remote side entrance of Qian's house.

Then he rummaged through his memory, raised his hand and groped on the wall near the side door.

Finally, with a "click", a green brick was pushed.

There was a faint sound of mechanism behind the door. He knew that at this time, a series of complicated and lengthy transmissions would go through the wall, and finally a "switch" would be touched, sending a signal to the jade token held by the official Qian Jiayin.

He waited for a long time, but the side door did not open, but there was no trace of impatience on his face.

It was quiet all around.

No one noticed that on the other side of the extremely lively birthday banquet, there was an extra young man outside the side door of Qian Mansion.

With a soft sound, under the shadow of the old willow tree, the wooden door finally opened.

Out came an old man in his sixtieth year wearing a festive silk gown with frosty temples.

The old man had a square face and slightly red cheeks, as if he had drunk alcohol or was too excited.

His front placket was stained with alcohol, and he was obviously in a hurry when he got up, looking at Ji Pingan with questions and scrutiny in his eyes.

Ji Pingan took out a jade token and handed it over, but the old man didn't dare to accept it, but just bowed down and looked at it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, the richest man in Qiantang City, who was in his sixtieth year, knelt down on his knees without hesitation.

"Get up." Ji Pingan said lightly.

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