One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 86 85: Disharmony

Zhao Fuyun walked into the drizzle.

Compared with Wuze, Guangyuan Prefecture has a larger population and is better in all aspects.

The sanitation, drainage and houses are neatly planned. In the alley where he lives, no one keeps pigs or cows at home.

The houses all have white walls and green tiles. The white is covered with fired green bricks, and the ground is also paved with bricks. Even if it rains, there is no mud.

He walked along the alley and happened to see a Chijun Temple at the end.

The temple doesn't look big, but it's all red and bright inside, with lights shining. There are people burning incense inside and temple boys guarding nearby.

He walked over and turned onto another street, which was where the government office was located.

After entering the government office, he looked for the prefect, but he was not there. Only the clerk was there. The clerk invited him to sit down, and had someone make tea and brought him plates of dried fruits.

Zhao Fuyun did not refuse and sat down.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries, Zhao Fuyun asked directly: "Master Clerk, I wonder if there is a Taoist master in the sub-court?"

"Master Taoist?" The clerk was not surprised at all that Zhao Fuyun asked this. After all, Zhao Fuyun came here to be a teacher.

"Of course there are Taoist masters, but because of some unpleasant things that happened before, those Taoist masters have all returned home. If we want them to come again, it may not be easy. After all, the situation was very tense before." The clerk said with a few sighs.

"Oh, I wonder what exactly happened? Please ask the clerk to tell me." Zhao Fuyun sat up straight and asked.

"Well, actually, it's not a big deal. I'm afraid the teacher will laugh at me. It's just that everyone has different ideas about teaching. Previously, there was a teacher who came from Jingque Palace." The clerk paused and asked, "Does the teacher know Jingque Palace?"

"Of course, Jingque Palace, also known as Jingque Dao Palace, can also be called Jingdao Ziyuan. People with virtue and talent from all parts of the Great Zhou are recommended to enter the Jingque Palace. After they have achieved successful practice, they can become local officials." Zhao Fuyun said.

"That's true. A Taoist from Jingque Palace who came here earlier was here to be a teacher. His teaching ideas conflicted with those of the local Taoist masters. The teacher was also stubborn and left in a huff. Since then, there has been no teacher here."

"If there is no instructor, didn't the court send another one?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"It's not that we don't want to send anyone, but after that teacher went back, he said something that caused our place to have a bad reputation, so other disciples are unwilling to come." said the clerk.

"Oh, is there anyone else preaching in the Taoist temple?" Zhao Fuyun asked again.

"Although the instructor is not in office, the Taoist master has not returned yet. However, in the past year or so, many independent cultivators or cultivators from some sects have come to teach in the Taoist Academy, but they all can't stay for long. After all, the Taoist Academy does not accept tuition fees, and the mansion has not received teaching fees from the Jingque Palace, so it is naturally difficult to retain the Taoist master."

"Oh." Zhao Fuyun responded, picked up the tea on the table, and understood what he meant.

That is to say, there was no money given from above, so there was no money to be given to the Taoist masters here, so some of the independent Taoist masters who came here left again.

Zhao Fuyun couldn't be sure whether this was true or not.

"Was it never there, or did it disappear later?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"It disappeared after the teacher from the capital returned." The clerk sighed, "Alas, it's all because of my incompetence. I was unable to mediate the conflict between the two parties, so that things have developed to this point, leaving many of the Taoists in Guangyuan Prefecture with nothing to learn and nothing to listen to."

After sighing for a moment, he changed the subject and said, "Fortunately, you are here, the Taoists in Guangyuan Prefecture can finally come back to listen to the Dharma and the teachings."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the clerk who looked like a 'master' and couldn't help but smile: "I wonder if the clerk has the original list of the Taoist masters?"

"Yes, I'll write it to the teacher." The clerk immediately stood up, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down a string of names.

"Teacher, are we going to invite them back?" the clerk asked. "If we do, can the clerk teach me how?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"Well, this may be difficult. However, if the teacher goes, it may be possible," said the clerk.

"I wonder if the clerk could tell us what the original conflict was between the instructor and these local Taoist masters?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"I am not the person involved in this matter, so I am not very clear about it. If the teacher wants to know the details, he can directly ask the Taoist master on the list." said the clerk.

Zhao Fuyun did not ask any more questions, stood up and said, "Thank you very much, clerk. Zhao will take his leave."

After Zhao Fuyun came out of the government office, he went to Daoziyuan.

Daoziyuan is some distance away from the government office and is located in a corner of Guangyuan Prefecture.

He walked all the way to Daoziyuan. The rain, which was about to stop, suddenly became heavier again. He walked in the rain, and the raindrops naturally evaporated when they fell on him.

There were pedestrians on the street, but they all held umbrellas, and some wore straw raincoats and hats.

He didn't hold an umbrella, which attracted a lot of attention.

There happened to be a young man selling oil-paper umbrellas nearby. He stopped and took one. It was a yellow oil-paper umbrella. When he was about to pay, the other party said, "Master, this umbrella is for you."

Zhao Fuyun stopped, looked at the other person carefully, and said, "Do you recognize me?"

"I just saw him at the door of the teacher's house." said the young man.

"What's your name?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"My name is Zhao Guangtian." said the boy.

"Well, this is the silver for you. Take it and come to Daoziyuan tomorrow." Zhao Fuyun said.

"Yes, sir." Zhao Guangtian did not refuse. After taking the silver, he responded at the same time.

He continued walking on the street holding an umbrella, so no one would pay attention to him. But the young man named Zhao Guangtian caught up with him holding several umbrellas and shouted, "Sir, are you going to Daoziyuan? Let me lead the way for you."

Zhao Fuyun looked at the boy who was looking at him expectantly and said, "Okay."

"This way, sir, follow me. It's faster to go from here." Zhao Guangtian led the way in front and walked into an alley where the light was dim.

When I looked up, I could only see a strip of pale sky.

"Sir, you must be careful. A month ago, a Taoist priest was killed while walking on the street." said the young man Zhao Guangtian.

"On the street?" Zhao Fuyun's voice sounded surprised, but his heart was extremely calm.

"Yes, Your Excellency the Instructor, the government office has been investigating for a long time but has not yet figured out who killed him. It's a pity. The Taoist priest was such a good person. He even said that he wanted to settle down in Guangyuan Prefecture." Zhao Guangtian said with some nostalgia.

At this moment, Zhao Guangtian, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and stepped back. At some point, a man holding an umbrella walked towards him.

And in Zhao Guangtian's eyes, that person's face was exactly the same as the instructor behind him.

He was in a panic and stood in the middle, not daring to retreat or move forward, not even daring to turn his head back.

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