I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 13 Chaotian Temple

Chaotian Temple is a Taoist temple of Lan Zhenren, who was highly revered by Emperor Jiajing. It is built in a very majestic and magnificent manner.

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei came to the temple in a sedan chair to pick up Yang Jinshui, another director of the Southeast Anti-Japanese Food and Pay Coordination Office.

After getting off the sedan chair, they looked up at the plaque inscribed with the words "帝封朝天寺" by the emperor. They looked at each other and thought about how to approach the temple.

At this time, a four-person sedan chair came from the other side of the street, guarded by six followers, and walked quickly towards this side.

When they arrived in front of the temple, the sedan stopped.

An old man in a green robe and with only his hair tied up in a bun walked down.

He was in his fifties or sixties, with intelligent eyes, a ruddy face, and a clean beard.

Looking at the six followers behind him, two of them are also clean-shaven, while the other four are strong, sturdy and robust.

The old man saw Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei at a glance.

When Hu Zongxian met his eyes, he suddenly remembered who it was.

Huang Jin, the eunuch in charge of the Imperial Household Department and the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Depot, was the most trusted eunuch of Emperor Jiajing.

Hu Zongxian hurried forward and bowed, saying, "Hu Zongxian greets Mr. Huang."

Seeing that Huang Jin was in casual clothes, he addressed him vaguely.

"Ruzhen is here." Huang Jin nodded with a smile, looked at Xu Wei and said, "This is the world-famous Southeast celebrity, Mr. Xu Wenchang, right?"

Hu Zongxian pulled Xu Wei and whispered an introduction in his ear.

Xu Wei's body trembled for a moment, and he quickly bowed and said, "I, Xu Wei, greet Mr. Huang."

"You're welcome. Are you all here to pick someone up after being asked by the prince?"

"Yes, we are here to pick up Yang Jinshui, the director of the Southeast Anti-Japanese Food and Pay Coordination Office." Hu Zongxian replied.

"Well, we'll go together. I'm also here to pick up my poor godson, Yang Jinshui."

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei's eyes twitched.

Is Yang Jinshui Huang Jin’s godson?

Looking at the current situation, the two have a close relationship. With the support of Huang Jin, Yang Jinshui becomes the co-director of the Southeast Anti-Japanese Food and Pay Coordination Office. Is it a blessing or a curse?

The three of them walked into Chaotian Temple, and the temple master, Lan Zhenren, came out to greet them.

The group passed by the main hall and soon came to a remote small courtyard.

When I walked into the yard, I saw a man in tattered clothes, unkempt hair, and barefoot standing under a tree. He was staring at the tree blankly, holding a small branch in his hand, and mumbling something inaudible.

Huang Jin stared at him for a while, then turned and asked Master Lan next to him.

"Master, has Jin Shui's amnesia been cured?"

Lan Zhenren answered confidently: "After we cast a spell, it is almost healed. We will cast a spell again today and it should be healed."

"Well, please let the real person do it."

"it is good!"

Master Lan waved his hand and asked the Taoist boy to bring out a table covered with a yellow cloth with the Bagua pattern. On it were three kinds of meat and fresh fruits, a Xuande incense burner in the middle, and a wooden stand on each side, with a row of command flags on the left and a row of tokens on the right.

"Everyone please stay away!" Master Lan put on a golden Taoist robe, a golden Taoist crown, held a peach wood sword, and shouted loudly.

Soon, there were no outsiders in the yard except Huang Jin, Hu Zongxian, Xu Wei, Lan Zhenren and the person being performed the ritual, Yang Jinshui.

Huang Jin's followers and confidants were guarding the gate of the courtyard.

Master Lan waved the peach wood sword, stepped on the seven stars, and walked the Tiangang step.

He was humming something, and suddenly his left hand produced a yellow talisman, which he shook in the air a few times and then suddenly caught fire.

Master Lan threw the yellow talisman that was about to burn into a bowl of water. The black ashes slowly sank into the clear water, and a small amount of yellow paper residue floated on the water surface.

Master Lan waved the peach wood sword, pointed at the bowl of water, and said something incoherently.

Finally, Master Lan, who was sweating profusely, put down the peach wood sword and walked up to Huang Jin holding the bowl of talisman water.

"Mr. Huang, drink this bowl of magic water, and Yang Jinshui's amnesia will be cured immediately."

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei looked at each other.

Who are you lying to?
Just drink it?
However, after the two of them thought about it, they figured out some ideas.

Huang Jin took the bowl of talisman water and walked up to Yang Jinshui.

Yang Jinshui saw Huang Jin coming over, but he didn't cry or make a fuss, he just stared at him blankly. "Jinshui, drink this bowl of water, and you'll be fine."

Yang Jinshui shook his head. "No, no, I won't drink it. If I drink it, my stomach will ache. If I have a stomachache, my hair will bulge and I'll pull out a stuffed doll."

Huang Jin held the magic water in his right hand and held Yang Jinshui with his left hand, and said word by word: "The emperor said that Jinshui can heal! That's why I asked Master Lan to perform a ritual and give you this bowl of magic water."

Yang Jinshui's whole body tensed up, and then he began to tremble uncontrollably.

He stared at the bowl of talisman water in Huang Jin's hand, muttering, "Okay, revive, it will be fine."

Huang Jin pinched Yang Jinshui's chin with his left hand, turned his mouth towards the sky, and held the bowl of talisman water in his right hand and quickly poured it into his mouth.

Yang Jinshui did not struggle and drank the bowl of talisman water in one gulp.

Huang Jinsong let go of Yang Jinshui, who sat down on the ground with a plop and retched violently.

After a while, Yang Jinshui stopped retching and slowly raised his head. His confused eyes became clear. He glanced at everyone and fixed his gaze on Huang Jin.

"Godfather, godfather!" Yang Jinshui crawled on the ground, crawled to Huang Jin, hugged his legs, and cried, "Godfather, I'm back. My soul has been floating around, I don't know where it's floating, I want to come back but I can't.

Godfather, I thought I was a lost soul in this life and a living dead. "

Lan Zhenren made a gesture to Huang Jin and said with a smile: "Mr. Huang, I have finished my work. You two can chat. I will take my leave first."

Huang Jin pulled Yang Jinshui, turned around and replied: "Thank you, Master. I will thank you again later."

"You are too polite, Mr. Huang."

Master Lan swung his wide sleeves and walked away with a swagger.

The only people left in the yard were Huang Jin and his son Yang Jinshui, and two bystanders, Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei.

Huang Jin sat on a stone bench, Yang Jinshui knelt in front of him, the two held hands and looked into each other's eyes.

Huang Jin's face was full of emotion, his eyes slightly red.

Yang Jinshui was so excited that his eyes were filled with tears.

"That day, the prince asked me, 'Mr. Huang, we have eunuchs in Hangzhou, Suzhou, and Jiangning in our palace. Which one is capable?' I replied that none of them were very capable. They all caused trouble for the palace and the emperor. Now they have all been removed. The eunuch in charge of weaving in Suzhou committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and the eunuch in charge of weaving in Jiangning was sent to Fengyang to guard the ancestral tomb. Yang Jinshui, the eunuch in charge of weaving in Hangzhou, went crazy.

The prince was very curious and asked how a good person could go crazy. I told him the situation and he said it was good that he went crazy. If he died, all the dirty water would be thrown on him and it would be hard to explain.

It's good to be crazy, you are still alive, you can talk about anything. But you are crazy again, how can you talk about it clearly? The emperor heard it and praised it. "

When Yang Jinshui heard this, he looked up at Huang Jin, his eyes full of surprise.

"The prince also said that there must be someone in the Southeast Palace. The emperor is far away there, and who knows how much money those people have stolen. We need our eyes and ears.

The emperor listened and praised him again. The prince said, "This Yang Jinshui is good, smart. He has the clearest accounts among the three weaving factories in Jiangning, Suzhou and Hangzhou, and he also pays the most to the palace every year. He is good at doing things."

Now that Yan Shifan has fallen, no one is bothering with those trivial matters anymore. If he can still be saved, it would be a good idea. So the emperor ordered me to ask Master Lan to cast a spell to bring your soul back."

Yang Jinshui kowtowed repeatedly, making the brick floor bang loudly. "Yang Jinshui kowtows to the emperor, kowtows to the prince! The son kowtows to his godfather!"

Huang Jin helped Yang Jinshui up with heartache, and looked at the blood on his forehead, feeling even more heartbroken.

"Among all my godsons, you are the most capable, the most filial, and the one I like the most. Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on us. Now, you have been brought back to life by a magician. You should make amends for your crimes in the future."

Huang Jin turned around and pointed at Hu Xianzong and Xu Wei: "You know them, right?"

"I know him. He is the Minister of War, Governor-General of Zhili and Zhejiang, Hu Butang, and his staff, Mr. Wenchang, a famous scholar in the southeast."

Yang Jinshui answered word by word.

In Zhejiang, he had dealt with both of them.

"Okay, it's good that we all know each other. The Crown Prince proposed to the Emperor to set up the Southeastern Suppression of Japanese Food and Pay Coordination Office, which is supervised by the Emperor and run by the people, specifically to raise food and pay for Hu Butang's Southeastern Suppression of Japanese. The Crown Prince is the Prime Minister, Zhao Zhenji, the former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, is the General Manager, and you and Mr. Wenchang are the Co-Managers."

Yang Jinshui kowtowed and said, "Son, I understand. I will do my best to assist the prince, help Mr. Zhao Butang and Mr. Wen Chang, and do a good job in the work of the Coordination Office."

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei also understood.

Huang Jin's move today was actually to explain to the two of them Yang Jinshui's origins and his relationship with the prince. At the same time, he was also trying to win over the two of them for the prince.

We have let you in on all the biggest secrets, and we treat you as our own people. You must never treat yourselves as outsiders!

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei could also guess that the prince had reached an agreement with Huang Jin during the process of establishing the Southeast Anti-Japanese Food and Pay Coordination Office.

Huang Jin helped the prince to get the matter of the Coordination Office approved, and the prince helped to rescue his most beloved and most promising godson.

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei bowed and said, "Mr. Huang and Mr. Yang are too polite. Let's work together to get the job done."

(End of this chapter)