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Chapter 886 Yanshan Snow, Yanshan Blood (37)

When a pair of ancient mirrors were whipped out of Yizhou City with fast horses, someone carried a two-foot-long yellow gourd and personally led a large group of horses to the south.

This man with a yellow-skin gourd on his back was wearing a black brocade robe that looked gorgeous no matter how you looked. The Futian grid embroidered with gold silk on the robe shone brightly, and the large string of crystal beads hanging around his neck were also rich and noble.

However, this Buddhist outfit that was incompatible with the army did not attract any criticism from this Liao vanguard. Of course, most of the Liao people believed in the Buddhist family, and the Khitans were probably named Yelu Buddhanu, while the Xi people were mostly named Xiao Bodhisattvanu, but the monks who made these Liao people respect and fear him were still because they still had a golden sign on their foreheads.

The Great Liao Dynasty promoted Zhongyi Sheng Kuangguo to praise the meritorious officials of pure virtue. The founding official Yi and the three sects guard the Grand Tutor, and the Duke of Liang of the Shangzhu Kingdom had a fief of 10,000 households with food and food were actually granted 1,000 households. The master of the State Guangshu was granted the Zishamen Pufeng.

Although the royal family and Confucian ministers of the Liao Kingdom saw the heaven and earth mocked Zhao Ji for favoring Taoist officials, they felt that Zhao Song added Taoist officials to the position of a civil servant in the Qing Dynasty was a sign of a country's destruction.

However, the Liao Dynasty set a precedent for a hundred years ago, and specially granted high-ranking official positions to monks. High-ranking officials who were specially granted to vassal states during the Five Dynasties were only considered the starting point, such as Guanglu Dafu and Honglu Temple Minister, also known as normal treatment. Even the three divisions of Taishi, Taifu, Taibao, Taibao, Situ, and Sikong have always been honored by the prime ministers, and they all deducted the bald heads just like money.

Compared with the Khitan, even though Zhao Song was desperately foolish and committed suicide under the leadership of Zhao Ji, he actually looked like a prosperous and responsible power.

It can be seen that the sense of superiority in the world is often better than that.

But then again, even in the Liao Kingdom, which was chaotic in the official system and was abusing famous instruments, the title of "promoting Zhongyi Sheng Kuang Kingdom to praise the rule of pure virtue and meritorious officials" was also of great value. "promoting Zhong" means that this person made the contribution to supporting the emperor, and "Yi Sheng" means that this person also quelled the rebellion of usurping the throne, and "Kuang Kingdom" made great contributions in military use. Anyone who is a minister who has achieved these achievements will truly join the ranks of powerful officials. As for whether to follow the Guo Ziyi route or the Cao Mengde route, it depends on their respective fates.

In Liao Kingdom, a monk with an official position received the title of the Three Dukes. It is not rare to have the title of the Three Dukes, but it is basically empty titles without real power, which is convenient for these monks to enter the palace to preach the scriptures and preach the Liao master. However, if a monk is a hero, adds the founding of the Three Sessions of the State, and is actually a Duke, it would be too shocking to see some of the family tree of emperors and generals for 2,000 years. He has made these achievements as a monk. The only one who was once a monk who enjoyed the Taimiao was the monk counselor of Zhu Di, the founder of Ming Chengzu, and Yao Guangxiao, the prime minister in black.

What achievements did this national teacher Pu Feng make in the ruinous situation of Bei Liao? Yelu Chun and Xiao Puxian's daughter dare not give such great conditions to win him over?

At least among this vanguard army, whether it is the general or the soldier, looking at the snake face of the national teacher Pu Feng, there was a look of devout and trust in the extreme.

The generals in charge of leading the troops surrounded the national teacher Pufeng with a respectful look on their faces, listening to the speech of this great Buddhist master:

"I think you know that there are some demonic ways among the southern soldiers who invaded this time. Although the generals and the athletes under their command are good men like Haidongqing, they are flesh and blood. When they face those who are proficient in magic, they will inevitably suffer some small losses. Since I have received the order of Dashi Linya, some things should be said."

These Liao generals, in the end of the Khitan period, were not without stupid people, but they were more used to the cunning role of Yelu Yanxi's political chaos over the years, and knew that only mastering soldiers was the way to survive in troubled times. At this moment, this national teacher, who had a lot of strength in the ascension of Yelu Chun, spoke, was to accept these thousand soldiers.

Although everyone dare not be as good as the national teacher, if they want these little soldiers to speak out, they also have to see if the national teacher can pay enough price.

At this moment, a military general who was born in Yelu Jiayuan rubbed his hands and said, "The National Master is a general who is in charge of the military affairs of the vanguard. Of course, the young generals also have a few words of affection: We are not obeying the general order of Dashi Linya, but the soldiers of the last generals were all temporarily collected. Most of them were evil young raids in Yanjing City. These bear soldiers may be effective in fighting with the wind, but if they really want to fight a tough battle, they will not be able to wait until the last general is compacted. If the national master has great magical powers, they will be able to seize the Taoist priests from the Southern Dynasty in front of the formation. We will lead our subordinates to fight hard and fight hard without the last generals fighting hard, and the national master will not say that, Dashi Linya will take our heads off!"

Listening to this, Pufeng smiled calmly and shook his head and said, "The generals thought I was like a monk? He was just a monk who was meditating on the sutras and received the kindness of my Great Liao emperor for generations. Therefore, he came out of the mountain to find this trouble and ended some cause and effect. I didn't understand the means of leading the military camps, and only had some external tricks that could be used by our Great Liao. The general leader had nowhere to talk about military affairs, and he did not have the idea of ​​seizing all military power. The generals didn't have to worry about it. He just took care of his job, and naturally he would have endless blessings to his future generations."

Those military generals have only heard of this kind of scene, even though they still stared at the national teacher, wanting him to give him a clear explanation.

Fortunately, the Pufeng Master was very happy and responded directly: "It is impossible to fight with Taoist scholars with flesh and blood alone. However, if there is a law, there will be a breakthrough in the world. The Southern Dynasties only said that his Taoist magical techniques are exquisite. How could I know that my Buddhist magic is better? I once learned a dragon formation diagram. Once it was set up, it became a happy face for the heavens. All fetal and egg-wetting dragons should personally lead the dragons to protect the country. My Daliao has the divine dragon to protect the country, so why are the southerners afraid of the enemy attacking the border?"

These military generals heard the national master in front of him talking so much that they frowned. The military general who was born in Yelu Jiayuan was thicker in his face and smiled and said, "The national master is a physical Bodhisattva, a living Buddha, and his magical power is not as strong as the common people. However, when we fight, we only know how to fight with one sword and one shot. We really don't know what kind of formation map learning is. We hope that the national master will be kind and teach us one or two."

Pufeng smiled and raised the horse whip in his hand, and pointed the military general: "After all, it is Haidongqing from the royal family. He doesn't even bother to open his eyes if he doesn't see a rabbit. Well, I will try it out with the generals to teach you how to know what the real power of my Buddha Tathagata is."

After saying that, he untied the yellow gourd from his back, pulled out the plug and poured out a purple-red pill.

The pill was held in the palm of his hand. Pu Feng handed the pill to the general Xuxu, and an invisible force supported the pill to the other side, hanging inch in front of his nose.

Because it is too close to this pill, the purple-red pill looks particularly special in the eyes of the far-leaning children of the Yelu family.

The whole pill exudes a sense of moistness, not the warmth of jade, but the moistness between well-sanded leather and semi-soluble glue. Looking closely, this pill as big as a green apricot is like a translucent skin, containing a pool of liquid. In the pill liquid, you can vaguely see something dragging its tail swimming.

But when he held the pill ball in his palm, the touch from the skin in his palm was a hard and slippery pebbles with a slight heat flow.

Touching the pill that seemed to be the best warm jade, Pufeng continued to say to himself: "The pill I gave to the general is called Long Ji Susheng Pill, which is not comparable to the external pill made of Taoist hardware and eight stones, but is actually a treasure that has been transformed and transformed into a saint. The general swallows one pill, and he will try it out, what is the difference?"

The general of the army put the translucent purple-red medicine pill next to his mouth in doubt and licked it carefully, feeling that the Luo Shizi Longji Shousheng Pill tasted a slightly salty and astringent taste, which was not too difficult to enter. He then raised his head and swallowed it with a whisper. However, the Longji Shousheng Pill was melting in his mouth, and only a fishy and salty *** rushed down from the throat gate, and a little passed the protection of his small tongue and rushed straight along the nasal cavity of the army general, causing him to cough repeatedly.

Pu Feng just shouted: "Don't cough, don't sneeze. The medicine has gone, but it has wasted my monk's efforts!"

After hearing Pu Feng's words, the general barely sucked the ** that was about to gush out of his nose from his nose again, but felt that something seemed to arch in his nose, and then the sudden strange feeling disappeared. The general threw this little thing behind his head, just looked at Pu Feng and said, "National Master, why didn't I see any benefits after I ate your magic pill?"

Pu Feng smiled and took off a silver phoenix pot in the shape of a leather wine bag from the saddle of the mount under his crotch, raised his hand and threw it to him: "General, let's try it, how does this wine pot feel like when it falls in his hand?"

The general raised his hand to take the silver pot. Before his fingers could be used, the silver pot was already made of thick cardboard, and he pulled it into several thin silver foil as thin as paper!
Chapter completed!
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