Jinyi Town Mountains and Rivers

Chapter 149 Zheng He and a Sad Story
He Liu and the "direct descendant of Emperor Jianwen" Monk Liaochen in front of him faced each other in silence.

After a long time, He Liu said, "Let's put aside whether you are a member of the imperial family or not. Let's talk about Tongwa first."

Monk Liaochen smiled: "It's simple. I ordered people to tie up Lin Dasheng's family and force him to transport firecrackers from Beijing to Jiangnan to sell to Japanese pirates."

He Liu responded with a smile: "You confessed it outright."

Monk Liaochen said: "I believe that the Sixth Master of Jinyiwei is very capable and has already investigated these matters. There is no difference between recruiting and not recruiting."

He Liu asked again: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Monk Liaochen smiled: "I'm afraid. But you dare not kill me, let alone torture me."

Old Hu interjected: "According to what you mean, we dare not kill or torture you because you claim to be a direct descendant of Emperor Jianwen? You underestimate our Jin Yiwei too much. Not to mention whether you are a fake. Even So what if you are a direct descendant of Emperor Jianwen? What year is this? One hundred and fifty years have passed since the Battle of Jingnan! If your name is not listed in the royal family book of the clan mansion, you are not a royal family member You are nothing more than a traitorous cult figure! Jin Yiwei killing someone like you is like crushing an ant."

Monk Liao Chen shook his head: "Didn't He Liu just say that? Let's put aside the matter of the royal family. Do you know what is the Holy Water of the Buddha Kingdom?"

Old Hu stroked his beard: "It's nothing more than where you went to dig some well water to deceive those ignorant people. Your method is not new among those cults that make money for themselves."

Monk Liaochen laughed: "It's a big mistake! Wangyou Pill and the Holy Water of the Buddha Kingdom are both called the twin treasures of Asura. In fact, the Wangyou Pill is poison! The Holy Water of the Buddha Kingdom is the antidote! Within three days, if those ignorant If a woman can't drink the holy water, blood will flow into her head and die!"

He Liudao: "Oh? How do I know if you're telling the truth?"

Monk Liaochen smiled again: "Did you see just now that the faces of these elderly women are all flushed red? That is the result of taking Wangyou Dan! Wangyou Dan is made from Nanyang Putuo grass It can make people's whole body's qi and blood rush to the brain. Ordinarily young and strong qi and blood rush to the brain, at most it is dizzy, and it is not a serious problem. But elderly people... Heh, after three days you Just know if they will die!"

He Liudao: "According to what you mean. They can only take your holy water every half a month to disperse their blood to the whole body? If you want them to live, they can live. If you want them to die, they will die." have to die?"

Monk Liaochen said: "That's right! This detoxification holy water is made by me with a kind of magic medicine. Just a small handful of magic medicine is boiled on the altar. Give them to drink, and they will drink it." It can last for half a month."

He Liu asked: "What is the magical medicine made of and where is it hidden? I don't think you will tell me?"

Monk Liaochen said: "It's natural. I told you, how can I blackmail you? I still want to leave Hangzhou City completely naked."

Old Hu said from the side: "Do you know the various tortures of our Jinyiwei? Don't say you are a white and fat monk, even a man of steel and iron like Lin Dasheng confessed in front of our torture! Here are some of you Xing, I’m not afraid that you won’t tell me where the antidote is.”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked He Liu: "I'm going back to the governor's office now to get the old twelve's magic spell?"

Monk Liaochen said: "I'm going to say one thing, after I say it, you don't dare to torture me!"

He Liudao: "You tell me, I'll listen."

Monk Liaochen talked eloquently: "Ordinary people think that the Central Plains people are the ancestors of the study of meridians, qi and blood. They don't know that the wizards in my hometown Nanyang are the masters of this knowledge. They combine Nanyang witchcraft with Central Plains The meridians, qi and blood are well integrated. I have already let the wizard plant a Gu on my body. If I want to die, I just need to secretly luck in my belly, and the Gu insect will die!"

He Liu clapped his hands together: "Wonderful! The most horrific torture is one that makes people unable to live or die. You can let yourself die at any time. Naturally, I dare not give you those tortures that make people want to die. It doesn't matter if you die, no one can cure the poison of Wangyou Pill, and the more than 200 old women will all be buried with you."

Monk Liaochen said confidently: "That's right. He Liu, I know that you are the family confiscator of Jinyiwei! Let me tell you, the magic antidote is hidden in this abandoned courtyard! How about I make a bet with you?" ? Within two days, you can’t find the magic medicine! On the third day, you will release me. After I leave Hangzhou, I will send a message with a flying pigeon to tell you where the magic medicine is hidden. Otherwise, you just wait The 230 four old women will die with blood rushing!"

He Liu clapped his hands again: "It's wonderful! 230 Four lives are no small matter. What's more, those old women are all the wives and mothers of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen in Hangzhou? You threaten me with their lives, if I can't find them When it comes to the so-called magic medicine, I can only give in and let you go."

Monk Liaochen smiled and said, "You are smart."

He Liudao: "Next, shouldn't you talk about your life experience?"

Monk Liaochen told He Liu a story: a day three years ago in 160.A young emperor ascended the throne, and a vast dynasty was handed over to him.

He asked the ministers: "How can the world be peaceful and peaceful for a long time?"

The ministers replied coldly: "Abolish the military power of your most respected uncle and take back the fief in his hands."

For the sake of the common people in the world, the young emperor had no choice but to accept his uncle's military power and seize his fiefdom.

Uncle knew that if he gave up his military power and fiefdom, he would be framed to death by those ministers.As a last resort, he had to raise troops in the north.

Three years later, the northern army captured the southern capital.

Uncle set a big fire in the palace.

He did not burn his nephew.Instead, he was taken to the ferry of the Qinhuai River.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.The two uncles and nephews had such a conversation beside the ferry.

Uncle: "You just go south. Never come back. There are enough belongings on that boat to make you live comfortably for the rest of your life."

Nephew: "Uncle Sihuang. I will obey you and never come back."

Uncle: "I'm sorry for you. Before he died, my father and your grandfather took my hand and told me to help you well. But I...some things are beyond my control."

Nephew: "Uncle Sihuang, I'm sorry for you first. You're right, there are some things that we can't control as we want."

The uncle held his nephew's hand tightly: "No matter where you go, we will always be uncles and nephews."

The nephew took a boat, sailed from the Qinhuai River, crossed the ocean, and arrived in Nanyang.

Two years have passed.Uncle seemed a little regretful.He wanted to send someone to Nanyang to find his nephew and make sure he lived there safely.

So he ordered a man named Zheng He to lead tens of thousands of water troops and hundreds of huge warships to Nanyang.A year later, Zheng He did not find the nephew of Long Live today.I just brought back some Nanyang specialties, as well as a bunch of Nanyang chiefs and little kings who came to pay tribute.

Uncle was unwilling.Two years later, he ordered Zheng He to make a second voyage to the West.The ending this time is the same as the first time.

A few years later, my uncle sent Zheng He on his third voyage to the West.This time the ending was the same as the previous two.

The uncle had no choice but to confer the temple title of "Hui Zong" on his nephew who had "died by self-immolation".

Before his uncle died, he still harbored guilt towards his nephew.

The nephew married a wife and had a son in a certain place in Nanyang, and spread his branches and leaves.

150 years later, the sea has changed.

The descendants of the nephews were oppressed by the local aborigines in Nanyang.The motherland in the north is extremely powerful, and sending two warships at will can stop the Han people in Nanyang from being humiliated.But the motherland did not do this.

Therefore, one of the nephew's descendants decided to return to his homeland and regain the throne that belonged to his ancestors.

After hearing this story, He Liu smiled: "The 'uncle' you mentioned is Grandfather Cheng. The 'nephew' is Emperor Jianwen. And the descendant of Emperor Jianwen who returned to his homeland is you, Monk Liaochen, right? It's a sad story."

(End of this chapter)