Han: The witchcraft disaster begins, I fight against Emperor Wu of Han

Chapter 65 Liu Che meets Penglai!
Li Shaoweng?
Liu Jing was stunned. Wasn’t he beheaded long ago?

Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, has been obsessed with magical arts and immortality since he ascended the throne.

During his more than fifty years as an emperor, the four great alchemists became famous through the ages!
Li Shaojun, Luan Da, Shao Weng, Gongsun Qing!

It goes without saying that Li Shao Weng "shed his skin like a cicada and ascended to heaven". He thought about the Li Shao Weng in it for a while.

Liu Che liked to confer titles of nobility and general on those he valued. He had conferred titles on him long ago, with five general titles, such as General Wuli, General Tianshi, General Dishi... Even Princess Wei Chang married him.

Li Shaoweng was named "General Wencheng" because he summoned the soul of Madam Li!
However, the sentence of beheading should be the fact...

"Grandson Jing, we are in big trouble!"

At this time, Shi De said: "Whether he really came back from the dead or not, they chose to come at this time, they must be targeting Your Highness!"

As he said this, suddenly, his expression became terrified.

"Your Highnesses, do you think that His Majesty has deliberately chosen this time to target you?"

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Jin was horrified.

Recently, the Emperor's grandfather has been holding back the imperial edict regarding the disposal of the Crown Prince's Palace. When he just came back, he didn't receive it, which is of course a good thing for them.

But as the days go by, it's like a sword hanging over everyone's head. The thought that it will fall sooner or later makes the pressure like a mountain!
"Now that Chang'an is gradually returning to peace, they're not really going to throw away the bow and birds after they've been used up, are they?" Liu Jin said in horror.

Those who are familiar with the current emperor's methods of doing things are familiar with this set of rules.

“Grandson Jing!” At this moment, Lian Shi De couldn’t help but said anxiously: “I’ve told you to make more friends with ministers, to leave some room for others, and not to do anything too extreme…”

"If something really goes wrong, there won't be anyone in the court who will speak for you."

"Even if you deliberately dragged it out and took one or two years to expel the alchemists, it wouldn't be so quick for Your Majesty to make such a decision."

"Now that they hit it off, what...what should we do?" As he spoke, Shi De clapped his hands on his thighs and sighed.

Liu Jin said anxiously: "I'll go find my grandmother again."

Liu Jing's expression remained unchanged.

During this period, he expelled the alchemists and fought against a group of foreign relatives, marquises, and meritorious ministers. Today's lucky coins have already transformed from silver to gold. At the same time, the golden lotus buds are about to bloom.

Just wait for the golden lotus to bloom.

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.

"No need. If an enemy comes, we will fight him. If a flood comes, we will block it with earth. Just wait... What's more, as a descendant of the Han Dynasty, would you raise an enemy to protect yourself? I don't care about that."

"Raising the enemy to protect oneself?" It was the first time for Shi De and Liu Jin to hear this term. After a brief thought, they understood what it meant.

After Shi De heard this, he felt ashamed and cried out helplessly:
"Emperor Jing's grandson has a sincere heart!"

"But everyone in the court is full of wolfish ambitions!"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."

……

at the same time.

On the road leading to the Weiyang Palace, people gathered in groups and witches cleared the way.

At the center, sandalwood was curling. Dong Gongzhong, who was old, was driving the carriage himself. As he breathed, he inhaled the sandalwood into his stomach. He felt refreshed. The vitality of his youth returned to his body, and his mind was clear. There seemed to be thousands of arcs of light in front of him, and auspicious clouds led him...

The people around him shouted "Master, Master!"

Looking closely, most of them were not ordinary people, but alchemists who were expelled from Chang'an by Liu Jing during this period.

At this moment, they seemed to have seen the savior.

They chased after him and shouted, "Master Dong has invited a real immortal. We are saved and can finally return to Chang'an!"

"Hurry up and kill that grandson of the emperor. I have heard that he is disrespectful to the emperor and his grandfather. He abuses the monarch with a bad name and interferes with national policy with the "Vow Returning Memorial". I don't know where he learned this skill. After the rain prayer was successful, he has no scruples and acts viciously. He has already angered the gods!"

"Yes, he eats from the same family as us, but he ruins everyone's pot! Now that he has angered so many immortals, the heaven will no longer protect him!"

"That's right, God will no longer protect him!"

The crowd was infuriated, and when this was mentioned, it was like an uproar.

The alchemists around began to shout and tell the news they heard.

"I heard that the last time it rained twice, it didn't solve the disaster at all. Instead, it caused even greater hidden dangers! Now, outside of Chang'an, the disaster victims in places where it didn't rain all ran over here when they heard that it was raining in Chang'an..."

"This is all the fault of that grandson of the emperor! If it hadn't rained, everyone would have been fine and the victims could have been controlled. But now, the victims have heard rumors about him and are coming here like an oasis in the desert... This has put Chang'an in danger! If we're not careful and the victims rise up, the result will be a river of blood."

"And these things?"

"Of course, otherwise why do you think His Majesty asked Master Dong to invite the immortal?"

"If the Emperor's grandson Jing prays for rain and thunder again..."

"What's the point of praying for rain? Thunder is useless! Now it's not a question of whether it will rain or thunder. If the sky changes again, won't there be more victims of drought in more places?"

"Now the problem is food, but Chang'an doesn't have that much food. We can only mobilize the Northern Army to block these disaster victims on their way to Chang'an!"

"Or..." Someone suddenly said in a stern voice: "Punish the emperor's grandson for the crime of causing the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people!"

"Yes, punish him!"

……

As they got closer to the Weiyang Palace, Dong Gongzhong listened to the faint sounds coming from all around him, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle Master, these juniors are relying on you this time."

"It doesn't matter!"

Inside the carriage, a warm and elder's voice was heard, "It has been more than ten years since I left Chang'an. I never thought that I would be able to return to Chang'an again."

"My uncle escaped into the immortal world that year, but Your Majesty had to look for him for a long time." Dong Gongzhong handed the talisman to the guard of Weiyang Palace, and waited for him to check and open the door. After they gradually went in...

He continued, "But it is precisely because of this that His Majesty realized that he was wrong in the beginning. He clearly cut his uncle in half, but in the end he could not find his uncle's immortal body, and could only see the shoes that he left behind."

"Haha..." A warm voice burst into laughter in the carriage.

But soon, it turned into a sigh, "If I hadn't sensed that something had happened in Chang'an, I wouldn't have come down the mountain at your invitation."

"I have traveled all over the world for many years and have long realized my destiny as an immortal. This time, I will finish my earthly affairs and follow my senior brother to ascend to heaven."

Dong Gongzhong's eyes showed deep envy, "I just hope that Uncle Master can give me more guidance during this period of time."

As he was speaking, the carriage slowly stopped.

I saw that the door of the main hall above the steps had already been opened. It was obvious that the emperor had been waiting for a long time.

Finally, the carriage opened and an old man with a red face and white hair appeared inside.

He looked unrecognizable for his age, and he walked briskly, still had teeth, a ruddy complexion, and a full forehead. As he came out, the mist in the carriage suddenly dissipated, and he looked like a fairy who had really walked down from the clouds.

"Bring all the fairy mist with you and enter the main hall together. I am in deep cultivation and the fairy mist cannot be cut off."

He gave an order, and then headed upwards with Dong Gongzhong.

……

And this moment.

Liu Che had been waiting for a long time, his eyes were gloomy. On his right hand side were the files that had been urgently delivered to him in recent times.

Huo Guang was on his left, his expression as calm as usual, but if you looked closely, you could detect a hint of fatigue and reluctance.

Beside them, Jin Midi and Sang Hongyang were looking at an account on the table. The more they looked at it, the more frightened they became. Finally, they lowered their heads, frowned, and thought hard.

Just at this moment...

"General Wencheng has arrived!"

As a sharp voice was heard, white mist seemed to be rising outside the hall, and the smell of sandalwood was curling up. After a while, two old men were seen coming one after another, led by several witches in strange clothes.

Since he heard the voice, Liu Che has been staring at them until the face of one of the old men came into view.

He sat up immediately, and finally put his hands on the table in front of him and leaned forward suddenly, as if he wanted to observe more carefully.

"Your Majesty, I, Li Shaoweng, pay my respects to you!"

"Your Majesty, I, Dong Gongzhong, pay my respects to you..."

Just at this moment, two deep voices rang out in succession...

In an instant, Liu Che opened his eyes wide. He just stared at one of them. The scene before him seemed to gradually overlap with his distant memories.

At that time, he was still truly at the peak of his powers. When his beloved passed away, he mobilized the entire nation to see her ghost...

Li Shao Weng from Qi also came to meet her in person like today, and he also really saw the ghost of Madam Li.

Just over a decade has passed, and it seems... nothing has changed at all?
At that moment he could no longer bear it, and even his voice changed.

"Young Master? Young Master Li? General Wencheng?"

"Your Majesty, it is me!"

Liu Che turned his head suddenly and looked at Dong Gongzhong on the other side.

Just before, the other party had told him about this matter. Of course, he was furious when he heard it. If he had not guaranteed with his life that he would invite Li Shao Weng within a month, the other party would have been beheaded long ago.

But he didn't believe it at that time. But now, when the real person really appeared before him, Liu Che was even in a trance for a long time.

"You lied to me, didn't you die?"

"Your Majesty, I practice the art of the dead soul, the art of puppets, and the art of puppets. The one your Majesty beheaded was the puppet Li Shao Weng who deceived you at that time. The one who has returned now is Li Shao Weng who returned from Penglai."

As soon as these words came out.

Liu Che was surprised at first, and then overjoyed.

"Penglai? You went there?"

"I left and came back again. I came to see Your Majesty because my worldly affairs were not yet completed."

The words fell.

Suddenly, she waved her hand, and in an instant, fairy mist appeared. The witches around her also sprinkled flower petals like rain from the flower baskets they were carrying.

Faced with this situation, Huo Guang frowned and was about to drive them away.

But then I heard Li Shao Weng's voice.

"Your Majesty, I was once in Penglai, and I met my senior brother Li Shaojun, and I met An Qisheng who ascended to heaven in the pre-Qin period."

"I have reserved a section for Your Majesty, the scenery of Penglai, please have a look!"

The voice just fell.

In an instant, Liu Che felt a fragrant mist floating in front of him, and the elegant fragrance washed over his mind. The scenery in front of him slowly twisted without him noticing...

In conjunction with Li Shaoweng's words, the rays of light and auspicious colors that the people outside the palace had seen suddenly appeared...

There were divine deer opening their mouths, cranes calling, ancient trees running, spiritual springs towering in the sky, the Milky Way surging between heaven and earth, and in the distance, the fairy mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, leaving only a corner...

The colorful world in front of me is definitely the world of immortals!
"The fairyland! The fairyland!"

"Penglai! This is Penglai?!!"

Liu Che's eyes were blurred, and a strange smile appeared on his face at this moment, and he just murmured and shouted.

He opened his arms, as if he wanted to pounce and embrace everything in front of him...

My mind is shaken, it feels like a dream!
(End of this chapter)