Zhutian: My skills are not serious

the next day.

In the pavilion in the back garden of Prince Yu's Mansion, Pingyang, who had regenerated his body with the help of Chu Pingsheng's blood, lay quietly on a bamboo bed.

Chu Pingsheng took out the refined soul-calling flag, walked to a place where he could see the sun, unfolded the flag with flowing black light, and gently waved it towards the sky. Golden light spots originating from the ringing gold stone overflowed. One breath, two breaths, three breaths, muffled thunder could be heard in the sky, and dark clouds quickly gathered, blocking out the scorching sun.

The sky and the earth were dark, the wind was howling, and the wandering souls were called to this place, causing the temperature of the entire capital city to drop.

Half an incense stick later, Chu Pingsheng pointed his finger and a ray of spiritual light in the air flew into the soul-calling flag, merging with the residual soul of Pingyang that he had moved into it. After warming it with spiritual energy for a while, it was gently led into the body on the bamboo bed.

He put another pill into Pingyang's mouth, injected the immortality qi into her chest and pressed it lightly. As the power of the medicine dissolved, her originally pale face turned red and the blood began to circulate. After about five breaths, a long and rapid inhalation was heard. This girl with a pair of expressive eyes, who liked to look at him lovingly, and who refused to say anything when asked what she was looking at, woke up as if from a dream, sat up all of a sudden, gasping for breath, and when she saw he was right next to her, she suddenly hugged him, using so much force that her nails almost dug into his flesh.

"Where's Zhang Yi? Where's Zhang Bofu? Where... where did they go?"

Her memory still lingers on the moment when she was attacked by the son of the Earl of Pingyuan and the son of the Minister of War after leaving the city.

"It's okay." Chu Pingsheng patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.

"I'm scared. I'm so...scared..."

"Don't be afraid. No one can harm you while I'm here. Besides, this is Prince Yu's Mansion. Is there anything safer than being at home?"

"Prince Yu's Mansion?"

After hearing what he said, Pingyang realized that the surrounding scenery was very familiar. A row of pomegranate trees under the south wall were in bloom, heavy with red. There were many naughty little bees buzzing around. The bird's nest on the top of the rockery in front of the pond was still there. She didn't know if the carefree couple of turtledoves had come back to live there. Last year, Lin'an heard the cry of the young birds and insisted on climbing up to see them. She slipped and fell halfway because she didn't step firmly. Afterwards, because she scraped her ankle, Concubine Chen found out and confined her to the palace for a month, and she was not allowed to make trouble again.

"How... did we get back here? Didn't I already..."

She touched her neck and found it was smooth without any wounds, as if the suicide by pulling out the hairpin had never happened. She pinched herself hard again and it hurt a lot.

"Isn't this... a dream..."

Pingyang felt relieved after confirming that he had returned home. However, this feeling came and went quickly. He said in panic, "Did our father capture us? Hurry up and leave here."

She thought to herself that as a princess, she would be punished for disobeying the emperor's order, but her life would not be in danger. However, it was different for Henghui. He had no background and no strength, so he would definitely be sentenced to death as a warning to others.

"Prince Yu has passed away."

"You said that father...he passed away?"

Pingyang shook his head slightly and said to himself, "No, no, how could the emperor blame my father too much for my affairs."

"Yuan Jing is dead."

"The Emperor too?"

She looked up suddenly and looked at him with excited and confused eyes.

Chu Pingsheng hugged her and said, "It has been almost two years since we left Beijing, and a lot of things have happened in the meantime."

"Two years... two years?"

She stuttered as she repeated these two words, in a trance, finding it hard to accept for a moment.

"Pingyang, Pingyang!"

An urgent call came from the Aquarius Gate in the garden. Princess Yu came running over with a gust of wind that shook the pomegranate branches. Chu Pingsheng dodged to the side. She hugged her resurrected daughter and touched her head, face, eyes...

He said he would notify Pingyang after he was resurrected. Look how anxious his future mother-in-law is.

Chu Pingsheng originally wanted to wait for two or three days to take a break before using the secret technique of resurrection, but she ended up staying at Xu's house and refused to leave, making everyone from Xu Pingzhi, Xu Qian'an, You Ji, Bai Ji, and even A Bao feel uncomfortable.

There is no other way but to do something as quickly as possible to please Princess An Yu.

Chu Pingsheng did not disturb the mother and daughter. He turned and walked towards the front yard. He walked silently and left no footprints on the ground until he reached the corridor in front. Then he paused and tilted his head: "Are you still hiding? Come out."

A small foot moved out from behind the hydrangea tree in full bloom, followed by a person in a red skirt and a lowered head.

It is hard to imagine that the second Princess of Dafeng, who is always chirping and as lively as a little sparrow, has this face.

"Pingyang is awake, why don't you go over there."

Hearing this, she pouted, glared at him resentfully, and muttered in a voice not much louder than a mosquito's hum: "It's all because of you."

"You slept with your cousin's lover, and you feel ashamed, right?"

"I... didn't mean to do that."

"So, I drugged myself?"

Lin'an loosened his fingers, stomped his feet, and cursed Gangzi in his heart. If he had not believed her lies, he would not have ended up like this.

"Then what do you say I should do? I want to see her, but I am also afraid to see her."

"What else can I do? Tell the truth."

"but……"

"But what? Since you and her are so close that you wear the same skirt, what's so hard to accept about marrying the same man?"

Lin'an said, "What if Pingyang doesn't agree?"

Chu Pingsheng hesitated for a moment and said, "This will test whether your friendship with her is true or not. Let's put it this way. If you can convince her, when you marry into the family, you will be the elder and Huaiqing will be the younger."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, she immediately became delighted.

She had been competing with Huaiqing for many years. If she married him, she would be the elder and Huaiqing would be the younger, which meant that she had won this long game.

Huaiqing is talented and quick-witted. People say that having a great demeanor is of no use. It is better to marry well than to have talent, and it is better to have a good character than to have strong ability.

Moreover, if she is the principal wife, the prince will be her brother-in-law, and there will be no dispute about him taking over the throne.

Chu Pingsheng said: "Have I ever lied to you?"

"Well, it seems... not."

There is a truth in concealing things, but concealing the truth is not lying, Lin'an believes so.

Chu Pingsheng laughed: "I'll wait for your good news."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared in the yard. Lin'an twitched on the spot for a while, patted his little face, clenched his fists, encouraged himself twice, said "Lin'an, you can do it", and walked quickly towards the back garden.

……

Half an hour later.

In the back garden of Prince Yu's mansion, Princess Yu had already left and went to the kitchen with two maids to prepare a delicious meal for her daughter. Only the cousins ​​who had grown up together were left under the pavilion.

"Lin'an, what did you say? You...you actually...I have always treated you as my own sister, and you are trying to steal Henghui from me."

"Pingyang, things are not what you think. There are many misunderstandings here. Let me explain to you."

"..."

"Look, these are all the poems he wrote. Gangzi and I have always wondered how a monk like him could write such deeply emotional poems. Now that I think about it, these poems were all written for you."

"..."

"He didn't have the ability to revive you at that time, so I guess this was the only way to relieve his longing for you."

"..."

"Do you think he wants to? Gangzi learned from Xu Lingyue that the reason he was able to come back to life was because he practiced the secret techniques of the Tianzong. For example, Miss Susu, whom I mentioned just now, was resurrected by a master of the Tianzong after her death. The Tianzong Taoism is said to be flawed. When practiced to a high level, it is easy to forget emotions and lose human desires. So he had to indulge himself so that he could remember the hatred and take revenge on the fake emperor. Later, he was promoted to the first level and learned that he had to become a god to resurrect you. He did not hesitate to fight a life-and-death duel with an ancient super-master, and finally brought you back to life."

"So many things happened in the past two years." "I also heard that he was studying how to separate the soul in the skull beads and trying to revive Prince Yu and his real father."

"Father...Father...can he...come back to life too?"

"Of course, you don't know how powerful the super-class is, Pingyang, so do you still blame me for the... thing with him?"

"..."

"Pingyang, don't worry. I will go to my mother and explain the situation to her. From now on, we will go our separate ways. My engagement with him will be cancelled."

"Lin'an, don't... don't go. I don't blame you or him. I just blame fate. It's my destiny."

At the same time, in the alley outside Prince Yu's Mansion, Chu Pingsheng, who was kindly helping a lame kitten to straighten its bones, had a strange look on his face. The Second Princess of Dafeng actually learned to retreat in order to advance. Although she often made stupid mistakes and fell into traps, her IQ was still online as long as she was serious.

Meow... meow...

The kitten with four white paws stretched out its right front leg and stepped on the stone road. When it found that the pain was gone and it could move freely, it stretched out its clever little tongue to lick the back of his hand, then tiptoed away with its tail dangling.

Chu Pingsheng stood up and glanced at the back garden of Prince Yu's Mansion. He took a step forward and disappeared.

……

Yuan Jing's death did not cause a big uproar, both inside and outside the court. This situation is rare in history, because everyone knows that the emperor died at the hands of a super-class person. How can you resist a god-like person? The members of the royal family will not complain, but applaud. After all, this Yuan Jing is not the same Yuan Jing. He is the perverted Emperor Zhend's who committed atrocities, deliberately betrayed the fate of Dafeng, and personally harmed his three sons. If the royal family is like this, the ministers will naturally not dare to have any opinions.

Half a month after the emperor's death, the prince began to handle government affairs. However, he had to listen to the opinion of his future brother-in-law on when to ascend the throne. This was also easy to accept. When the Jianzheng was in power, the new emperor had to obtain the support of the Jianzheng to ascend the throne. Now that the Jianzheng is gone, Chaopin is here.

Looking at the external situation, the Wushen and Chu Pingsheng were partners. After the Wushen achieved the Way of Heaven, he no longer interfered in the affairs of the world. The last oracle left for Nalan Tianlu was to dissolve the Wushen Religion. The believers of the Three Kingdoms naturally did not know why, but it was true that their god abandoned them and disappeared.

Only Chu Pingsheng knew why the God of War abandoned them, because the two of them had exchanged views on the future path of the human race. Dahuang was dead, the God of Gu was dead, the descendants of gods and demons were in decline, and the human race had no external worries. Without external worries, internal troubles would arise. Between unifying thoughts and suffering together and first improving "social productivity" to allow ordinary people to have enough food and clothing, and at least increase their lifespan by ten or twenty years, the God of War made the right choice.

For the Gu Tribe in the south, Chu Pingsheng killed the Gu God and freed them from their thousand-year mission, so they would not do anything behind their back. Moreover, Lina brought back a message from the south that she had given herself away as a reward. The Gu Tribe and Dafeng had become relatives.

The Nine-tailed Fox has been busy taking over the territory of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons left behind by the Buddhist disciples after their retreat, while Shenshu has been in seclusion to take care of the country. Youji, Yeji, Qingji and others are his concubines. The Nine-tailed Fox has begun to consider whether having a child with him would help the stability of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. How could there be chaos in the South?

Not to mention the West, where the Buddha is dead, the Bodhisattva has turned against them, and the Heavenly Realm is busy taking care of itself, so how could it have the energy to care whether the Emperor of Dafeng is dead or alive?

The same was true for the Kui tribe. The plague of unknown origin made the "demons panic". Not only did the various tribes not want to unite their forces, in order to avoid inexplicable deaths from the disease, most chose to migrate and disperse to the more bitter and cold north. They were no longer able to form an effective military force.

……

Half a month later, the prince ascended the throne and changed the country's name to Jianyuan.

A new official has three things to do when he takes office, and the new emperor does the same thing. The most vigorous of the three things is to ban Confucianism, give more space to farmers, workers, doctors, historians and other eclectic people, improve their status, and at the same time set up some official positions in the court for them to play their roles.

Of course, there was great resistance to banning Confucianism. However, after precedents of exterminating nine generations of a clan and even punishing entire families with heavy penalties appeared in various states, many Confucian scholars who still had illusions began to wake up and realize that this was the meaning of transcendence. As long as the monk who performed the consecration ceremony was still alive, Confucianism would be destroyed.

The person who pushed this movement to its peak was an official in Leizhou who cursed the new emperor for being in collusion with Kaiguang and said that he would be recorded in history as a traitor to the country. He was very happy, but the result of his happiness was not only the punishment of the entire nine clans, but also the killing of people in the whole Leizhou. The Leigong River flowed with blood for three days. The emperor issued an edict to all states, from then on, books were burned and scholars were buried alive. All Confucian classics were destroyed. Anyone who privately kept or held a Confucian chamber pot, or who considered himself a Confucian scholar, would be killed. There were supervisors from the state to the county. The supervisors were not human, but from the demon race who obeyed Kaiguang's orders. You can imagine how cruel this movement was.

As a super-class person, he made no secret of his disgust for Confucianism, and bluntly said that he wanted to see whether the Confucian scholars were tougher or his sword was faster. He would not frown even if he killed 90% of the population of Dafeng.

Back then, Confucianism destroyed Buddhism with the support of the emperor, but at least a pagoda temple of the Heavenly Realm was left in Dafeng, which was the predecessor of the Qinglong Temple. Now he is even more ruthless and wants to uproot Confucianism.

When the movement of burning books and burying scholars was in full swing, in a small town near Sanhuang County, on the outskirts of the capital, a thin man wearing a tattered scholar's robe and reeking of alcohol walked while shaking his head and sighing.

"It's a sin, it's a sin. This is a demon sent from heaven to cause a catastrophe."

Thinking of his anger, his face turned red, and he couldn't help raising his arms and looking up at the sky: "Confucian Saint, if you are still alive, please send down your magical powers and give me super powers. I promise that in the new year, I will imitate what my master did in the past, slay demons and eliminate these bastards."

This person was naturally none other than Xu Jia Erlang, who was kicked out of the house by Li Ru and had been wandering outside like a beggar for three months.

The reason why he felt so emotional and got drunk so early in the morning was because he passed by Sanhuang County in the morning and saw a notice on the main road bulletin board about Yang Gong, who was once transferred to Yunzhou as the governor, and died by hitting his head against the Drum Tower in the capital city by imitating the great Confucian scholars of the Zhou Dynasty, but was therefore classified as questioning the emperor's will and intending to rebel and punishing his entire clan.

Today, all the famous Confucian scholars and officials with Confucian background have been almost eradicated by the royal family. Everyone in the officialdom is in danger, and officials at all levels have drawn a clear line between themselves and Confucianism.

Nearly 100,000 Confucian scholars and their relatives were buried alive because they had a sense of "righteousness" and refused to take off their Confucian robes or burn the books of sages. However, everyone knew the culprit in this incident - the emperor was just his puppet.

Boom...

There was a muffled thunder in the sky.

His face lit up with joy, and he felt that the Confucian sage was indeed spiritual. He must have sensed his sincerity and wanted to grant him the power to exorcise demons.

"My eldest brother once said that when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make him work hard, starve his body, deprive him of all his possessions, and make him feel frustrated...Now that the evil is in power and covers the sky with one hand, it is the darkest time for heroes to emerge and saints to come out. If God does not give me a new year, the great devotion will last forever... like a long night!"

Click...

A bolt of lightning struck the ground just to the left of his heel. Xu Xinnian felt his eyes light up and a surge of heat rushed over him. The shock wave sent him flying and he hit a waist-thick tree next to him and fainted.

"How could it be... like this?"

He raised his head and managed to utter a few words, but then he could not withstand the dizziness that came over him like a tide and fainted.

……

He didn't know how much time had passed before he was awakened by the shaking beneath him and the conversation between two people.

"Hey, I caught another boy who refused to take off his scholar's robe. I'll throw him into the lime pit and bury him in front of the master. I'll get five taels of silver. I'll have enough money to go to the brothel tonight to listen to music."

"That's right. It was okay some time ago. I could earn dozens of taels every day. It was hard to see him even after patrolling for a long time these days. But today, I was lucky. I didn't walk far when I ran into such a fool."

Xu Xinnian woke up with a start. When he looked up, he saw himself tied up and thrown into a prison van. The fences on all sides were covered with bloodstains and there was a pungent smell. The two people driving the car in front were wearing black clothes and dressed like clerks in the government office.

"You...you...what are you doing?"

"Hey, kid, are you awake?" The clerk with a mole on the corner of his eye and hair on it sneered, "What for? Of course, I'm sending you off to meet your ancestor, the Confucian saint and teacher."

Another man waved the whip in his hand and said, "In today's world, being naked is better than wearing what you are wearing. Boy, when you see the King of Hell, don't say that we harmed you. If you want to blame someone, blame your Confucianism for offending the Super Class."

Xu Xinnian thought of the lightning strike just now and slapped the fence in front of him hard, but found it was useless. The Confucian sage did not appear to bestow him with strength.

"Look, this is a pit that was dug a month ago. How many Confucian scholars who refused to take off their Confucian robes were buried there?"

"Let me think, if you include the family, there are about 500 to 600 people."

"No wonder the grass started growing so quickly. It's all good fertilizer."

Xu Xinnian looked at the soil on the ground, which was obviously different in color from the surrounding soil, and knew that they were not lying. He then looked at the half-meter-high pile of soil at the end of his sight and the huge pit that was prepared to be used to bury alive those Confucian scholars who refused to listen, and his legs went weak.

"You two... I... My name is Xu Xinnian, I am from the capital, my father is a captain of the Imperial Sword Guards, can you... let me go?"

"Captain of the Imperial Sword Guards? Even if your father is the Minister of the Six Ministries, he can't save you. The Emperor issued an edict yesterday. If anyone is seen wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, and talking about sages and saints, no matter what their background is, even if they are descendants of the royal family, they will be killed. If anyone tries to rescue him, he will be treated as a criminal. In serious cases, the whole family will be executed, and the whole clan will be implicated."

Xu Xinnian trembled and said, "I...I..."

"You what?"

"Boy, I advise you to accept your fate. In today's world, most Confucian scholars have some background. However, the Kaiguang Master killed the emperor and destroyed the Buddha. No matter how high your official position or how prominent your family background is, it is useless to him."

"I... I am the second uncle of the Grand Master of Opening... "

"Second uncle? Ha...hahahaha..."

The two officials burst into laughter, pointed at him and said, "Are you the second uncle of the Kaiguang Master? Boy, you are really fighting for your life. Everyone knows that the Kaiguang Master hates Confucian scholars. How could he have a second uncle like you? Do you think we are fools?"

"I really am... really..."

As it got closer, Xu Xinnian could already smell the pungent odor of lime powder and cold sweat began to pour out of his eyes.

It turns out that righteousness is useless at times like this. (End of this chapter)