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Chapter 153 Yesterday's Saint, Today's Bandit

Dusk hour.

Heavy snow.

Carriages drove into Jinling from the city gate.

Even without looking carefully, many ordinary people are very familiar with those chariots.

Look, the golden-gray pair of horses riding side by side is the car of Mr. Zhou Mu!

Also, that pitch-black four-wheeled heavy cavalry, the vehicle of the supervisor!
Those black and white single-rider two-wheeled vans are the cars of the six commanders!
……

Carriages carrying bigwigs from all parties in Jinling drove in from outside the city.

Let all the people talk about it.

But they didn't think of it now.

What is really shocking is still behind.

——Behind the carriage and a group of officials and officers and soldiers, there were carts with corpses wrapped in white cloth, and they drove into Jinling City in the snowstorm.

One cart, two carts, three carts... The carts carrying the corpses came one after another, like a file, in an endless stream.

I counted when I was bored.

There are thousands of corpses brought in from outside the city!

Everyone was shocked!
Scalp tingling!

Not sure what happened.

Thousands of corpses?

They could think of no other possibility but to fight.

But going outside the city, the mountains and rivers are calm, and the beacon smoke is gone. It doesn't look like a war has been fought!
Just when everyone was wondering, some of the most talked about officials were overheard by others.

"What a tragedy! Wuyou Mountain Houtu Temple... What a Taoist temple that is! It was destroyed overnight!"

As soon as this news came out, the whole Jinling was shaken!
Worry-free Mountain Thick Earth Temple, was exterminated?
Jinling Taoist temples are like dots of stars, but the ones that rank among them are familiar to everyone, but they can only be counted with two hands!

This thick soil view is one of them.

In the view of thick soil, most of them practice the classics of the soil system, and they are good at using the power of thick soil to be in harmony with the vast land.

Among them, most of the qi refiners are very good at defense, and they are well-known in the qi refinement circle of Jinling.

And because of this, the practitioners of the Houtu Temple have a close relationship with the earth, so compared with other Taoist temples, they are not completely closed, and they still run some businesses.

For example, mining, processing, and selling of rare earth mines near Jinling.

Even when the government sometimes needs rare earth mines, they will find Houtuguan to buy them.

And the rare earth mine is even more remarkable.

Besides, whether it's arrays, magic tools, talismans...these things are familiar to Qi refiners, rare earth resources are needed to depict wrinkles.

That's why Houtu Guanfang can squeeze into the top ten of many Taoist temples in Jinling.

The Lord of the Thick Earth is also a powerful Qi refiner in the Divine Realm!
Even for the Jinling government, it is a giant that should not be underestimated!

But today, this incomparably huge Houtu Temple is gone?

For a moment, those who knew the news felt like they were dreaming.

——including Zhou Mu and other people standing at the top of power in Jinling.

An hour later, in the prefecture's government office, there were several Jinling bigwigs with serious faces.

From top to bottom, the order is Master State Shepherd, Superintendent Commander, Auditor Commander, Dean Hede, and the other six Commanders.

As for Yang Lei, the commander of the supervisor, his face sank like water.

——He was the first to discover the fact that Houtu Temple was exterminated.

It is true that when it was known that Houtu Guan Damu real person had instigated Qiu Zhen and Hu Tian to kill Zheng's family.

Yang Lei was furious, and even made preparations for "If the Houtu Temple doesn't make friends, then there is no need for the Houtu Temple to exist".

But no matter what the final result is, it should and must be dealt with by him or by the government.

After all, no matter how you say it, Houtu Temple is also one of the Taoist temples recognized by the court, and the disciples who went up the mountain are the people of Daxia.

Even if it is a capital crime to lose his head, it should be chopped off by the court.

Not some cat or dog hiding in the dark!

What's more, most of these thousands of disciples don't know anything about Da Mu Daoist, they are innocent at all.

It is now shut down.

Can the Jinling government tolerate it?
So in the end, after a long discussion, many bigwigs in the Jinling government agreed that there was an existence or group that was at least in the realm of the gods secretly destroyed the Houtu Temple and robbed all the rare earth resources.

At the same time, Jinling City issued a first-level arrest warrant for this existence or group, and Wufang City entered the "city ban" state, doubled the sentry posts, and went all out to investigate.

Once the murderer is found, he will be killed without mercy!

As a result, Houtu Guanyi disappeared.

The whole Jinling was full of jitters.

The eight divisions moved together, and people from the official family walked through the streets and alleys everywhere.

Under such high pressure, the murderer who slaughtered Houtu Guanman's family was not found, and many petty thieves were caught.

at the same time.

Yu Chen didn't know about these changes.

When Zhou Mu and the others came back, he had already patronized and stared at Wanjialing.

Others are numb.

Really numb.

At first, I thought that what Wan Shenglou said about the old man Wen Sheng they had was just some minor details.

Yu Chen didn't hold out much hope that he could get any big news from the intelligence.

——After all, if Wan Sheng Lou knew about Wen Sheng's death, the government would know about it too.

But in the recent period, except for the funeral of the Japanese literary saint, the government has not taken any action on this matter.

This is Wensheng!

One of the Three Saints of Great Summer!

Characters at the top of the pyramid!

One sentence is enough to shake the great existence of Daxia!
Although he has no official rank, his status is no worse than that of the prime minister next to the emperor!

Not to mention that scholars all over the world regard Li Huan, the literary sage, as their lifelong faith!

So since the government didn't act, Yu Chen could only think that they didn't find any clues.

But after reading the information given by Wan Shenglou, he found out.

—That's not the case at all!

First of all, it was mentioned in the information of Wansheng Building.

These pieces of information are all tacit secrets of the court's top officials, not top-secret information.

Then, he told Yu Chen not to spread the news when he got it.

Otherwise, it would be his own misfortune.

These few words made Yu Chen stunned.

Continue scrolling down.

Looking at it, people are stupid.

First of all, Wen Sheng was indeed killed.

And the person who did it is not impossible to find out.

In other words, there is no need to check at all.

——Just that Jinling State Shepherd, the leader of the state capital, Wu Yong.

Wen Sheng's head was indeed cut off by a sword, using the Jinling government's town sword.

However, Wen Sheng's death was not due to any assassination conspiracy, but... an imperial decree.

Years ago, it was the day before Yu Chen and the others entered the city.

An urgent decree spread from the capital to Jinling.

Wu Yong, shepherd of Jinling Prefecture, knelt down to accept the order.

The imperial decree stated that the former owner of Shushan, the dean of Jixia Academy, and the literary sage of the Three Sages of the Great Xia stole the secret treasure of the Great Xia and fled to Jinling for his own selfishness. He refused to repent. Wu Yong, the state shepherd, beheaded him for treason and took back the secret treasure.

The moment he received the decree, the shepherds in Jinling Prefecture were dumbfounded.

The father-in-law who delivered the decree yelled several times before he woke up.

But on the one hand, there is the literary sage admired by thousands of people, and on the other hand, there is an irresistible imperial decree.

What can he do?

Finally, that night, after drinking, he took up his sword and walked into Wensheng's room.

There was no resistance, no fighting, not even any movement.

A sword slashed down, and the head fell to the ground.

A generation of literati died.

It is said that Wu Yong, the state shepherd, came out crying in the end.

These are the truth about Wen Sheng's death.

——Not being killed by a traitor, nor being assassinated by a villain, but dying by the supreme will far away in the capital.

As for what the secret treasure mentioned in the imperial decree is, whether Zhou Mu got it from Wen Sheng.

Wansheng Building is unknown.

But what is certain is that the "death of the literary sage" that has been circulated in the market is exactly what happened.

Similarly, because of fear of Wen Sheng's influence, if he rashly declares him a "traitor", it may cause shocks in the entire Great Xia.

Especially those scholars with a single-minded mind, they may even say that it is not certain to use the language to mess up the law.

That's why the government deliberately concealed this matter.

Yang Qingfeng, Zhao Rusong and others were too low in status to know about it, and thought that Wen Sheng was really murdered by a traitor.

And the reason why the imperial court has not heard anything about the death of such a saint is not because they haven't found the murderer, but because the imperial court...is the murderer.

After reading the information about Wanshenglou, Yu Chen sat on the bed, feeling his mind was strangely messed up.

A dignified literary sage, one of the three sages of the Great Xia, became a traitor in the blink of an eye?

Who is not confused about this?

Not to mention Yu Chen, even the old man Wen Sheng himself, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped in shock.

"Old man, what's going on?" Yu Chen turned his head and looked at the old man.

The latter was silent for a while, then blurted out the same two words.

"forget."

Yu Chen: "..."

Leaving aside the information, he started preparing meals.

Forget it.

That's it, let's eat first.

Chopping firewood, washing rice, lighting a fire...

The old man Wen Sheng looked at the busy Yu Chen, leaned over and asked him: "If the old man is really a traitor and traitor as the information says, wouldn't you have any reaction?"

Yu Chen was busy working on the stove, without turning his head: "Then what should I do - pull you to meet the officials? But the officials can't see you either."

"What does the old man mean—you hang out with the old man like this, aren't you afraid that you will also be regarded as a traitor?" Wen Sheng's voice was calm.

"I'm not doing things for the court."

Yu Chen shoved the firewood into the stove while shaking his head: "Old man, you should understand that you are a dead person, and I am helping the dead. When I find out your real last wish, I will judge whether it is worth it or not." Do it. If the real you really deserves death, then I will personally send you away—but not now."

Wen Sheng narrowed his eyes: "What if the old man's last wish is against the court and against the law?"

"What does that have to do with us?"

With a snap, Yu Chen rubbed the flint and steel.

"There are many criteria for us to judge whether a dead person's last wish is worth fulfilling for him, such as public order and good customs, the laws of nature and human relations, and even our mood at the time..."

Whoa!
The two flints rubbed and collided, and sparks shot out, falling on the firewood, crackling and igniting the flames.

Burning.

The young mausoleum guard finally turned his head, looked at Wen Sheng's ghost, shook his head slowly,

"But here, it does not include laws, imperial courts, imperial decrees, and emperors."

His eyes were calm and clear.

Behind him, wildfire boiled.

　Let's get some monthly tickets, brothers!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)