Chapter 64 Reactions from all sides, finally to Lu County

It is said that in ancient times, a god descended to the world and divided the world into thirty-six states.

Yongzhou was the core center of these thirty-six states.

Unfortunately, today's Jin only occupies eleven states.

Therefore, Yongzhou is not only not the center, but also a northwest border.

However, no one will ignore Yongzhou. There is a mountain in the world, which is said to be the peak "Donghua Mountain" that rose from the ground when the god descended to the world.

"Daoyi Palace", the leader of the world's Taoist sects, is located on Donghua Mountain.

There is no worldly noise here, only mist and sea of ​​clouds, pavilions and terraces, and Taoists meditating and practicing martial arts.

On the Golden Summit of Zuowang Peak in Donghua Mountain.

A middle-aged Taoist priest who looked about fifty years old came to the edge of the cliff, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him, and shouted loudly: "Master, there is a very strange news in the new report sent by the disciples down the mountain."

"Oh?" A light exclamation sounded in the sea of ​​clouds.

Then, the snow-white clouds surged upward like waves, and a road was split out of thin air like a miracle.

A Taoist priest who looked about sixty years old, with a fairy-like appearance and a childlike face, wearing a green robe, stepped on the clouds and mist, and walked slowly on the cliff.

This person was Zhang Shuming, the current master of Daoyi Palace.

"Master Brother, your magical powers have improved again. Even the abyss is as easy as walking on flat ground!" The middle-aged Taoist priest said with envy and amazement, "I wonder if I will have the chance to glimpse the secrets of the divine realm in this lifetime."

To open the treasures within the body and cultivate powers unimaginable to ordinary people, the martial arts divine treasure realm is a person in the divine realm.

It can be called a real person, a heavenly master, a magician!

"How can this be called a magical power?" Zhang Shuming shook his head and sighed, "I just condensed the clouds and stepped on them to pretend to walk. It's just a lowly trick, not worth mentioning, how can it be called a magical power."

"Master, you are joking." The middle-aged Taoist laughed, "There are only a handful of people in the divine realm in the world today. If what you did is a small trick, I'm afraid all the warriors in the world can be called unlearned and incompetent." "

A hundred years ago, I saw what a real magical power was..." Zhang Shuming seemed to be recalling something, but shook his head again, "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about any strange news down the mountain?"

"A hundred years ago?" The middle-aged Taoist was a little curious, but did not continue to ask, and replied, "It was about the big rebel King Yan in Fengzhou. Master, do you still remember that King Yan?"

"I've often heard about it in recent years, so I remember it." Zhang Shuming nodded, stroked his long white beard, and said with a smile: "Why, could it be that the Prince of Yan has occupied Fengzhou and has become a powerful figure, and the emperor can't sit still anymore, so he wants an old man like me to come out of seclusion?"

"No." The middle-aged Taoist shook his head, took out a letter and handed it to Zhang Shuming, "Brother, please read this. A few days ago, a natural disaster suddenly occurred in Xiling County. Hundreds of thousands of troops of the Prince of Yan were wiped out, but ordinary people were not hurt at all."

"How is this possible?!" Zhang Shuming's eyes widened and he grabbed a handful of his beard. The old Taoist grinned and said, "Are you sure it's not a rumor?"

"A disciple went to Xiling County City to check. Every citizen saw the scene that night. It should be correct." The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed a little worried and asked in a low voice, "Master, the hundred-year period is coming. Will it be..."

"No." Zhang Shuming shook his head and said, "Since it didn't hurt ordinary people, I'm afraid it's not a pure natural force. But what kind of existence can do such a thing? How could there be such a powerful existence? It's impossible..."

After being shocked, he fell into deep confusion and even doubted his life.

As a warrior who has reached the end of the mortal world, Zhang Shuming knows very well where the upper limit of the divine realm is. It is absolutely impossible to do such an exaggerated thing.

Even those immortals who are higher than the divine realm can't do it.

Is it really a judgment from heaven? Is there really a judgment from heaven in the world?

Will the Way of Heaven also care about disputes in the human world?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Zhang Shuming suddenly felt horrified.

He subconsciously looked up at the sky.

If the sky has feelings, it would be too terrifying.

...

There is a Jinguang Mountain in Yuzhou.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the Buddha preached here, and golden light was everywhere, hence the name.

Later, a monk carved a mountain here to build a temple and founded a sect, which is now the first holy place of Buddhism, "Baolin Zen Temple".

When Daoyi Palace learned that the army of King Yan was strangely destroyed, Baolin Zen Temple also received the news.

For this reason, the current abbot specially knocked on the door of a Zen room and awakened the immortal monk Dufa Zen Master who had been in seclusion for 20 years.

"Grandmaster, the hundred-year period is approaching. Does this strange phenomenon foreshadow something?" The abbot was already a disciple of the Chan Master Dufa, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

The Chan Master Dufa looked like a skinny monk in his seventies, with a long white beard and a somewhat old face.

He closed his eyes slightly and spoke slowly: "This is the anger of the Buddha, punishing evil beings. You can let the disciples of the sect use this as a propaganda to promote Buddhism."

"But, Grandmaster..." The abbot was a little worried.

If the "heavenly punishment" was man-made, wouldn't it be annoying the powerful?

"You don't have to worry." Master Dufa opened his eyes, put his hands together, and smiled, "This could not be man-made, it could only be the Buddha's wrath. This shows the compassion of our Buddha, and also the boundless Dharma. Amitabha!"

...

Zhongzhou Imperial City, the center of Dajin.

The 49-year-old Emperor Jianyan Wei Yi was lying lazily in his bedroom.

At this time, he was listening to Prime Minister Chu Yuanliang's report on state affairs through a screen.

When Chu Yuanliang mentioned that the Yan Wang army in Fengzhou had been destroyed, he suddenly sat up straight and laughed, "Hahaha, good, good, I am worthy of being the emperor, even the heaven helps me!" "

The Yan bandits committed many evils and died of heaven's punishment. This is the proof that the emperor is in accordance with the will of heaven!" Chu Yuanliang echoed loudly, and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty may take this opportunity to strengthen the control of the states around Zhongzhou. The hundred-year period is approaching, and perhaps you can gain more immortal opportunities from this."

"Yes, that's the truth. The prime minister is really my right-hand man!" Emperor Jianyan was in a very good mood, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, you told me a few days ago about the county magistrate who was said to be able to call the wind and rain and defeated the 50,000-strong army of the Yan bandits. What was his name?"

"Your Majesty, it should be Cui Heng, the magistrate of Juhe County." Chu Yuanliang said respectfully.

"Yes, it is Cui Heng." Emperor Jianyan nodded and smiled, "He is my great contributor. The Yan bandits have been rampant for several years, and no one in Fengzhou can control them. Only this man has made such a great contribution.

"Perhaps it is because of this that the heavens have been moved, so they sent down divine punishment and completely destroyed the Yan bandits. Reward him heavily. Fengzhou Mu Cao Quan was assassinated a few days ago. What do you think about giving this position of Fengzhou Mu to Cui Heng?"

"Your Majesty, you can't." Chu Yuanliang finally stopped agreeing this time, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and hurriedly said, "Although Cui Heng has great achievements, he is only a county magistrate. If he is promoted to a state governor, he will probably make enemies everywhere, which is definitely not a good thing. "

It seems to make sense." Emperor Jianyan nodded, and after a little thought, he said, "In this way, I will make him a powerful general, give him 300 taels of gold, a military token, and can recruit 100,000 soldiers."

"..." Chu Yuanliang was dumbfounded.

He was allowed to recruit 100,000 soldiers, so he could rebel right there.

However, he changed his mind and thought that Fengzhou had already been out of the control of the court, so it didn't seem to be a bad thing to have another powerful general who was trying to smooth things over.

So, Chu Yuanliang finally bowed and said, "Your Majesty is so kind!"

...

The news of the annihilation of the King of Yan's army had spread like wildfire throughout the world, and naturally it had reached Lujun City a long time ago.

Sun Panshi and others naturally knew about it.

But as for the reaction... there was no reaction at all. No one connected this matter with Cui Heng.

In this era of feudal superstition, the saying of heaven's judgment was easily accepted by people.

Therefore, they did not restrain their oppression of the people at all. Because the King of Yan was overthrown, they had no worries and became even more aggressive.

At the same time, Sun Panshi and others continued to spread rumors about the new governor.

They said that all the changes were caused by the new governor.

As soon as Cui Heng and his party arrived at the gate of Lu County, they saw a large number of people kneeling on the ground, but they were not there to greet them.

These people held this embroidered banner in their hands, with a line of big words written on it.

"Please give me a way out, governor!"

(End of this chapter)