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Two hundred and seventieth chapters cuckoo cuckoo blood three

Monk Miaofeng went to Beijing, wore cassock, and held a forum outside the Forbidden City to lecture.

The number of believers increased day by day, and within ten days it had become a sensation in both the government and the public.

One day, he was invited to give lectures on Buddhism to Emperor Kangxi. His profound wisdom and unprecedented Buddhist practice deeply shocked Kangxi.

"Where did the great monk come from?"

“Emei, Sichuan!”

"Oh? I heard that all the monks and Taoists from Sichuan followed Wu Sangui in rebellion. Is this true?"

"No, monks and Taoists never ask about political affairs, let alone deal with people like Wu Sangui. We only follow Yang Zhan and follow him to protect the people of Shu."

"Protect the Shu people? You all went to the battlefield in Shaanxi. This is an open rebellion!"

"Amitabha, we are not rebelling, but we are trying to stop the Qing and Wu armies, prevent the war from burning into Sichuan, and prevent the Shu people from suffering military disasters."

What kind of logic is this? Kangxi couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it. He just said: "Listen to the great monk, are you coming to Beijing to intercede?"

Miaofeng solemnly said: "I am here to present something to the emperor. With this thing, Sichuan can be leveled and Southwest can be leveled."

"What is it? Could it be the legendary Midas secret book?"

"The Midas Secret Book can only bring wealth to the emperor. Only by promoting the Buddha and promoting the Tao can the world be peaceful and the Qing Dynasty will be peaceful forever."

"The great monk has come all the way, what do you want to offer? What do you want?"

"What I want to offer is the Buddhist treasure relic, and what I want is peace in Shu. Yang Zhan is my apprentice, and I have made an agreement with him. As long as the emperor withdraws his troops, he will open the Sichuan Gate to welcome the imperial envoys and Qing officials.

Leave Sichuan completely in the hands of the emperor."

Kangxi laughed loudly: "Hahaha, great monk, it turns out that you are lobbying for Yang Zhan. Can't we win? Let you, a monk, make peace. He looks down on me, the Qing Emperor!"

"No, Your Majesty, what Yang Zhan wants is just the survival of the people of Shu. Isn't this also your wish?"

"Okay, okay, don't treat him like a saint. I have become a bad person. I promise you that the Qing army will treat the Shu people well after they enter Sichuan. I can give you what you want to give me."

"Amitabha, the relics offered by me came from my withered corpse. The emperor ordered me to be burned so that the relics can be obtained and sent back to Sichuan. Then Sichuan can be settled and the world peaceful. I only ask the emperor to give the people of Shu a way to live.

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After saying this, he immediately sat down and passed away.

Kangxi and his officials were all shocked. This was indeed a virtuous and eminent monk. He could take the throne wherever he wanted.

Kangxi did not dare to neglect, stood up, saluted his body, waved his hand, and walked away.

The people who followed him asked for orders: "How to deal with the monk? Please give me your Majesty's instructions."

"Burn it and take out the relics! Since he is willing to offer them, of course he will accept them all."

"Then...Shaanxi battlefield?"

"Are they all gone? Of course I have to give them all the credit. Let them rush into Sichuan quickly and leave no one behind! Especially Yang Zhan and his Shujiang Alliance must be killed!"

"What the monk just invited..."

"Shu territory? Shu people? Destroy it first, then establish it! What is never lacking in the world is people. The people of Shu are extinct, but there are more people in other places? Who doesn't yearn for the land of abundance? After the war, they sent people to get them

Take the relics of Monk Miaofeng and go to Mount Emei to respect the Buddha and the Tao. A hundred years from now, what the world will see is how I, Kangxi, respected the Buddha and the Tao. Hahahahaha."



Yang Zhan closed the gate independently, looking at the billowing dark clouds in the direction of Hanzhong, and let out a long sigh.

It was supposed to come? It came anyway.

There has been no news from the Shu army for more than ten days? However, Zheng Jiaolin and Wu Zhimao led the remaining defeated generals to repeatedly knock at the four northern Sichuan passes: Baizhang Pass, Baishui Pass, Jiameng Pass and Jianmen Pass.

They first knocked at the gate with courtesy and asked to be let in.

The pass on Yang Zhan's side was tightly closed and they were refused entry. Zheng Jiaolin said that he was the governor of Sichuan and had the right to lead troops in.

Yang Zhan said: Your governor was appointed by Wu Sangui? We don’t admit it.

Wu Zhimao said, we are Allies, how can you treat Allies like this?

Yang Zhan said, I don't dare to let you in without an order from the Allied General Marshal.

Zheng Jiaolin darkened his face and ordered Wu Zhimao to seize the pass by force. Unfortunately, the pass in northern Sichuan has had the reputation of "one man can guard the pass, but ten thousand men cannot open it" since ancient times. In addition, Yang Zhan was personally in charge. They attacked for several days but were unable to do so.

Captured and begged for mercy again and again.

"Mr. Yang, I have always heard people say that you are the most merciful. Why do you have to watch us being wiped out by the Qing army today?"

"General Zheng, I originally respected you as a hero, but now that we are facing a formidable enemy, why don't you join forces with the Generalissimo and only focus on escaping for your own life?"

Yang Zhan's righteous words left Zheng Jiaolin and Wu Zhimao speechless. The two sides were in a stalemate inside and outside the customs, and neither could convince the other.

Zheng Jiaolin wanted to lead his team to retreat towards Huguang. Wu Zhimao said: "The King of Zhou is dead, and Huguang must be a mess. If we go a long way, not only will no one be willing to take over, but we will also be regarded as grabbing territory."

Yeah, it would be a worse death! It would be better to wait there and wait until Yang Jingxin withdraws. I won’t believe that he won’t switch. When the time comes, we will mix with the Shu army, enter the pass, and kill him by surprise."

"General Wu's words make sense."

In this way, the people in Guanxia and Guanxia were all anxiously waiting for Yang Jingxin and waiting for him to lead the Shu army to retreat.

It's a pity that the Qing army pursued them too closely!

It's a pity that neither Liu Jiankuan nor Yang Jingxin is willing to withdraw first!

After so many days, not even a shadow of the Shu army was seen, and there was no way to send people out to investigate. Yang Zhan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Li Zhiyong took the initiative to ask for help and said: "Others can't get out of the barrier, but I can, so let me go and see what happened."

If Li Zhiyong leaves, there will be no capable person around Yang Zhan.

Fei Xiaojin was in charge of supplying grain and grass to various places in Chengdu.

General Gao Chengen of southern Sichuan, General Fei Dakai of western Sichuan, General Luo Weichi of northern Sichuan, and the Fuhu Army all followed Yang Jingxin to Shaanxi.

Only Liangyue did not move, because Liangyue had to guard the gateway to eastern Sichuan there, and he and Tan Hong had to resist the rebels from various places who had retreated from Huguang.

However, no one can go out except Li Zhiyong.

Of course, unless it's Yang Zhan himself.

With him gone, can Li Zhiyong guard the pass?

This is related to the safety of Shu and the survival of Shu people!

Yang Zhan closed his eyes tightly, unable to make a decision. He simply meditated and thought, intending to use the memory technique to see clearly through another dimension what had happened to his junior brother, his son and his Shu army, and where they had gone.

Helpless and upset to the extreme, he couldn't reach that state no matter what.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and Li Zhiyong and the ape Cuicui in front of him both shouted.

Cuicui whined and ran out.

Yang Zhan looked at the pale Li Zhiyong in confusion. Li Zhiyong pointed at his eyes and said hesitantly: "Master Miaofeng, Master Miaofeng...he..."

Yang Zhan grabbed him and asked: "What happened to my master, Master Miaofeng? What did you see in my eyes?"

He knew that his pupils now had this magical power. Although he could not see, others could see what was happening in the distance.

"There is a fire inside your pupils. Master Miaofeng has passed away!"
Chapter completed!
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