Chapter 50 Bloodstained Imperial Capital
The voices of the yamen runners were loud and intense. Most of the people, who could only stay at home in the winter, heard their voices and came out of their houses, crowding around, asking why this was happening.
Emperor Zong Ming had been seeking immortality for more than twenty years, and the alchemists had been arrogant for more than twenty years.
Although the government has taken the opportunity to crack down on alchemists in recent years, their influence among the people is still great.
Apart from anything else, every household in the imperial capital must have a booklet printed by an alchemist, which would calculate good and bad luck according to the date, as well as what time is suitable for doing what.
In most places among the people, people actually choose auspicious days according to the booklets distributed by alchemists!
In more remote and wild places, even just relying on the alchemist's booklet is enough to make one a respected and capable person, and many people make a living by doing so.
Suddenly, Emperor Zong Ming ordered the confiscation of all books about alchemists, which was almost a shocking event for many people.
Facing the surging crowd, the yamen runner who was beating the gong said unkindly: "What's the point of asking me? Anyone who has a book written by a Taoist priest hidden in their home, please hand it over immediately! Don't blame me for not reminding you, after fifteen days, if anyone in the imperial capital finds a private collection of a book, he will be charged with treason!"
After saying this, without even waiting for anyone’s response, he pushed aside the crowd blocking his way and continued shouting.
There are many yamen runners like him.
At the same time, a large number of Jinyiwei had surrounded Qingfeng Temple. Wave after wave of people were forcibly dragged out, and anyone who dared to resist was hacked to death.
In just a short moment, the Qingfeng Temple, which was once bustling with incense, seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.
After killing dozens of guys in Taoist robes, the remaining people didn't dare to move anymore. They had their hands and feet tied up, tied together, and escorted to the sky prison.
The Jinyiwei commander Lu An at the front was watching all this with a stern brow, and there was a bit of satisfaction in his fierce eyes.
The Jinyiwei have waited for this day for too long.
It is outrageous that a mere alchemist could enjoy the emperor's favor for more than twenty years!
It's time for the Jinyiwei to raise their heads and tell the world who they should really fear.
Once they miss such a good opportunity, it will be hard to tell how long it will take for the Jinyiwei to be reused by the emperor again.
"Remember this, if an alchemist dares to deceive His Majesty, he will be punished and there will be no mercy. If I find out that anyone lets an alchemist escape, don't blame me for being rude!"
Lu An clasped his arms in front of him, with a smile on his face, but that smile was even colder than the winter wind.
Those who can be killed or not must be killed! Those who can be arrested or not must be arrested! Everything must be done strictly and severely, quickly and urgently! Execute first and report later, the imperial power has granted! In the winter of the 36th year of Emperor Ming, the "disaster of alchemists" that lasted for 24 years finally came to an end.
Emperor Zong Ming ordered the eradication of the misleading books of alchemists from the people, and as a result, the once prosperous Qingfeng Temple became dilapidated overnight, with blood flowing from the temple and screams ringing in the ears.
There are very few people who actually know the inside story of this matter, and the vast majority of people have not yet come to their senses.
As a result, some people who were hoping for luck did not hand in the books written by the alchemists within the 15-day deadline. What awaited them was the destruction of their homes and families by the Embroidered Uniform Guards.
Gu Dan was not in the mood to pay attention to this major event for the time being, because Mo Qiu had finally returned.
It was the morning of the fourth day after Mo Qiu left, and also the second day after the yamen runners announced the imperial edict of Emperor Zong Ming.
Mo Qiu calmly knocked on the door of the Mo family martial arts school.
Gu Dan, who was taking Cang to breathe fresh air in the yard, thought that it was a patient who came to help, and was stunned when he opened the door.
Then he was overjoyed.
He had already prepared for the worst, and even prepared a carriage for safety reasons.
If Mo Qiu doesn't come back in seven days at most, he will take Cang and Xun Ke away from the imperial capital and find a place to live in seclusion temporarily. Anyway, he will definitely not be able to stay in the imperial capital.
However, after staying in the palace for three whole days, Mo Qiu walked out safely!
If it weren’t for the little guy in his arms, Gu Dan really wanted to give him a big hug.
Congratulations to the old friend who has returned, and thank God that the one who was willing to sacrifice his life for the people is safe and sound! Gu Dan opened his mouth, changing his greeting several times, and finally said, "You're back?"
“I’m back!”
Mo Qiu nodded affirmatively, but there was not much joy on his face. He first glanced at the little guy in Gu Dan's arms, and then continued: "Twice the effort, half the result, not the full result."
"Too rigid will lead to failure, too lax will lead to laxity. How can there be such a thing as having the best of both worlds? Being able to come back alive is better than anything else. Without you, the Mohist School will not be able to find the next pillar. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If you want to realize your ambitions, you must not only know how to sacrifice your life, but also learn to cherish it."
Gu Dan breathed a sigh of relief. The relationship between him and Mo Qiu could be described as both teacher and friend. After more than ten years of getting along with each other, they were not family members, but better than family members.
He didn't want to stop Moqiu from fulfilling his ideals, but he also sincerely hoped that Moqiu would not risk his life too much.
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Emperor Zong Ming was moody and trying to impose one's personal ideas on the emperor was an extremely dangerous thing in any case. It was like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth. If you were not careful, you would lose everything.
By then, even if you have the will to save the world, you can only sigh helplessly.
"The alchemists have been causing trouble for the country for more than 20 years. If we don't take risky measures, I don't know how long it will take to eliminate the influence of the alchemists. Time is running out, so I have to resort to this desperate measure."
Mo Qiu did not object to Gu Dan's opinion, but everyone has different ambitions. If one wants to achieve great success in a short period of time, how can one do so without risking his life?
"Master Mo!"
Xun Ke, who was standing by, was also very excited to see Mo Qiu. He finally took advantage of a gap in their conversation and came over.
"Study hard. Brother Gu said that the Mohist School can't find a pillar except me. You heard it too. You should work harder. It would be best if you can scare him."
Mo Qiu reached out and rubbed Xun Ke's head, and his expression became much softer.
In most cases, he actually appears to be quite approachable, especially when facing his disciples.
A group of three people, plus a little baby, walked into the house, talking about their expectations for the future.
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Emperor Zong Ming, still wearing his Taoist robe, angrily smashed everything in front of him, his wrinkled face filled with an unquenchable rage.
"Qingpingzi, Qingpingzi! How dare he? How dare he?!"
Rare and precious treasures worth a fortune were smashed to pieces by his angry roar, and the servants who were supposed to be serving on the side were already crawling on the ground, trembling in fear.
Only Eunuch Fang mustered up the courage, raised his head slightly and said: "Your Majesty, don't get angry and get yourself into trouble. Although Qingpingzi has temporarily fled the imperial capital, isn't there a Moqiu here? He is also a martial arts master, we can send him to capture Qingpingzi!"
(End of this chapter)