The young man named Wu Ruzhong had to give in under the majestic momentum of his father when he directly called out his name. In fact, he also felt some unspeakable guilt in his heart. He had been somewhat talented since he was a child, but he had not been able to do it several times in a row.
Can pass the exam.
It would be a lie to say that I don't feel a little depressed in my heart.
After the old businessman left angrily, Wu Ruzhong was left alone, awkwardly drinking tea. He glanced around. No one else looked at him, but there was a man in gray clothes sitting next to the window.
man looks at himself.
Wu Ruzhong silently withdrew his gaze.
But when he heard a few footsteps, the young man actually walked towards him.
"This...brother."
The young man had a gentle voice and said, "Can I sit here?"
"Um, please."
Seeing that Wu Ruzhong couldn't avoid it, he decided to be generous. When he was at Longxi College, he was also considered a talented scholar and was famous for his poetry and writing. Of course, his ability to be considered as not doing his job seemed to be slightly stronger.
He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him.
Seeing that he was dressed in gray clothes, with a fair face, his hair tied up with a jade hairpin, a smile on his lips, and an elegant temperament, he clearly looked like someone who could get close to him, but for some reason, Wu Ruzhong, who had been bold since childhood, felt a little scared in his heart.
.
After the young man sat down, he suddenly said:
"Have we... met before?"
Wu Ruzhong hesitated, shook his head and said, "But I don't have any impression."
"Yeah……"
The young man in gray robe said to himself, blurry images flashed before his eyes, but they were not clear.
I just felt that this was not the first time I met this young man.
After a moment of silence, he revealed the matter and just chatted with the young man in front of him. Although the two met for the first time, they were quite fond of each other. The young man in gray robe suddenly asked: "I just heard that Brother Wu is quite popular."
I like stories about gods and monsters, and I plan to write them, but I don’t know what kind of stories I want to write?”
Wu Ruzhong’s eyebrows were raised, and he became very interested when mentioning these stories, saying:
"Yeah, I was just about to write this story."
He recounted all the materials he had prepared and was satisfied.
The young man who only remembered that his name had the character Yuan asked: "What story is this?"
Wu Ruzhong said: "It's a story about the immortals of our Taoist sect."
He also has some obscure thoughts. The current emperor likes Taoism and alchemy very much. It is said that he tried to make elixirs and take medicine. Wu Ruzhong doesn't know about this, and he doesn't know clearly, but he doesn't care about it at such a young age. Which emperor from ancient times doesn't want immortality?
Not old?
But there are quite a few people who rely on Qingci to rise to the top.
Therefore, during the Jiajing period, this sect became increasingly prosperous.
He also wrote some, and showed it to Mr. Yuan in front of him. There was also a sentence in it: "The Hunyuan body is in line with the innate, and it is only natural after thousands of calamities. It is insignificant and inactive, and it is called Chuxuan."
The non-lead and mercury that has been smelted in the furnace for a long time is the immortal who lives forever outside the world. The changes are endless, and the three refuges and five precepts can never be mentioned.'
Mr. Yuan was silent for a long time, and what appeared in front of his eyes was the long stretch of yellow sand. Finally, he sighed and said with a smile: "Such words and phrases are perfect for Qing Ci."
"Pity."
Wu Ruzhong didn't take it seriously: "Taoist gods are certainly worth it."
The young man in gray robe smiled and whispered, and after parting today, he sighed and left.
But Wu Ruzhong's dream was quickly shattered.
In the very next year, a former colleague of Wu Ruzhong's mentor Ge Mu offended the powerful and was demoted because of his efforts to control floods in the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers. Later, Yang Zui, a famous official who fought against the rebellion in Liaodong, wrote to the court for suppressing the rebellion of the Yi tribe.
The reason was that Emperor Jiajing wanted to refine elixirs and planned to spend two years regardless of political affairs.
He said, "I have been off for a year or two and will be in charge as before."
I will refine the elixir for a year or two, and then come back to deal with political affairs.
This thing is simply unprecedentedly ridiculous.
Yang Zui, a veteran who had accompanied Emperor Wuzong on his southern expedition, quelled the rebellion of the Yi tribe in Liaodong, and managed the floods in the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, wrote a letter to stop this incident. However, he was met with imperial cudgel. Even the veteran, who was already in his sixties at that time, could not bear it even if he was a former military general.
, the famous minister who once defeated the foreign rebellion was beaten to death by the emperor.
Then Emperor Jiajing continued to refine elixirs and cultivate immortality.
He also directly proclaimed himself a god and named himself ‘Lingxiao Shangqing Tong Lei Yuanyang Miao Yixuan Zhenjun’.
When Wu Ruzhong learned about this incident, he felt as if he had been struck by thunder. He murmured to himself the immortal title of "Lei Yuanyang Miaoyifei Xuanzhenjun of the Qing Dynasty in the Lingxiao". The respect in his heart for the so-called Taoist immortals suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason.
Cracks appeared in the ground.
At this time, he met the young man in gray again.
The latter seemed to be deep in thought. On the day he saw him, the young man smiled and asked:
"Remember me?"
At this moment, Wu Ruzhong's father had passed away. He was quite depressed in Yingtian Mansion, so he reluctantly replied:
"Of course, aren't you Mr. Yuan?"
Mr. Yuan was silent for a moment, then changed the subject with a smile:
"Have you finished writing your story?"
Wu Ruzhong reluctantly laughed at himself and said: "I am lazy and forgetful, and I haven't moved a single word."
The young man in gray robe asked: "Are you still planning to write about gods?"
Wu Ruzhong was silent for a moment and replied: "...I can write about gods and Buddhas."
"Gods and Buddhas."
Mr. Yuan muttered a few words to himself without saying anything. He looked at the hazy Yingtian Mansion. Just this year, an extremely ridiculous thing happened in the court. Emperor Jiajing often had to be thirteen or fourteen years old because he wanted to refine elixirs.
The woman enters the palace.
In May of the 19th year of Jiajing's reign, a hundred ladies were selected to enter the palace.
Except for some unreasonable reason, he still wants those virgins to fetch morning dew for him every morning. For the sake of so-called purity, the diet of these women is controlled, they can only eat mulberry leaves and drink some dew.
In the end, a palace maid actually tried to strangle Emperor Jiajing to death, but failed in the end.
After that, the emperor became more and more obsessed with the so-called Taoist rituals and Dharma gatherings.
It has been a long time since I appeared in court.
Yuan lost too many memories, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
This era should not return to this trajectory. In his small memories, there is a strange book, which records things in the future. He vaguely remembers that he has made a lot of efforts to change certain things in this country.
It had a strong start, but why has it returned to this trajectory after more than two hundred years?
It's as if there is another hand that is shaping China's destiny.
Let the emperor indulge in monasticism.
Otherwise, how could a dozen palace maids, under the protection of many experts, almost strangle the emperor to death? This is almost impossible. The only explanation is that this incident itself is a deliberately created situation.
In order to guide the emperor to worship Taoist monks more and more.
It's as if they are working hard to lead a good change.
But the human world, which had already improved, was led back to a deteriorating state by another force. For some reason, Yuan felt that this was a very dangerous signal, and his heart ached more and more, causing him to cough uncontrollably.
However, Yuan himself did not remember what else was written at the end of that book.
He and Wu Ruzhong separated again, walking aimlessly on the earth with his feet, hoping to make himself remember something. But looking at the changes in the world, he became more and more confused, because everything now seemed to be foreshadowing.
Now, China is heading straight towards a future that should have changed.
The emperor was obsessed with monasticism and did not appear for a long time, only controlling the government secretly.
It's hard to say whether this emperor is smart or stupid, or simply too smart.
He had no intention of fulfilling his so-called duties as emperor.
Instead, he uses the entire world and China as his own private property, squeezing the entire world to satisfy his own cultivation, and the purpose of cultivation is to live forever, to be able to be the emperor for a few more years, and to create the fasting required for the Taoist festival.
For the Secret Palace, twenty or thirty places will start construction together every year.
The amount of silver consumed was two to three million taels.
At that time, China’s Ming Dynasty’s annual income was only two million taels.
If there is insufficient funds, let the subjects contribute; if the contributions are endless, new taxes will be introduced, wasting people and money, directly supporting one person with one country. When the entire country is running for one person, in Yuan's eyes
, the silver taels that were supposed to revitalize border defense turned into precious blue paper burned on the altar, and the money and food to improve people's livelihood turned into elixirs, jade, and magical artifacts in the emperor's harem.
It seemed like the whole of China was being held back.
In the 29th year of Jiajing, during the Gengxu Incident, the Anda clan chiefs drove into the interior, entered Gubeikou, killed and plundered Huairou, and countless officials and people in Shunyi. They almost burned and looted freely outside the city not far from the capital, harassing eight
*** was forced to get Emperor Jiajing's promise of tribute.
At this moment, only Emperor Jiajing had met with his ministers in August.
Then he returned to his own practice again, the so-called refining elixir to fly to the immortal.
And four years later.
Once again, he found three hundred pure yin-bodied ladies to enter the palace.
During this year, Wu Ruzhong finally got a position as a senior Gongsheng student.
And the following year, he went to Xinye County to be the magistrate.
…………
In Yiwu, Zhejiang, a young man carrying a long knife scratched his head.
Surrounded by regular Ming Dynasty troops, they all lay down on the ground, each one in a miserable state, gnashing their teeth. The bystanders were even more stunned, as if they hadn't recovered from the sword blow just now, and the cold sword light remained in their eyes.
.
No one would have thought that among the disciples passed down from the martial arts master who traveled around the world.
There is such a fierce and domineering person.
Even his teacher was stunned.
Only one heroic general stared at this young man with gleaming eyes.
"Hahaha, good, good!"
"Who said Yiwu can't produce good soldiers and generals? I, Qi Jiguang, don't believe it. This is not what happened."
"Would you like to go with me and kill all the Japanese pirates?"
In the palace.
The elegant and handsome emperor laughed loudly, and several noble Taoist nobles next to him bowed and said: "Your Majesty, this is the Three Yuan Pill passed down by Lu Zu. It can fly to immortality and become a saint. If you take this pill, you will have magical powers."
The emperor laughed and waved his hands, saying: "It's just a blessing from God."
After taking the elixir, one of the young men wearing the robes of the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master, carrying the male and female dragon and tiger swords on his back, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have something for you."
"Oh, what's wrong with Shao Qing?"
It is unimaginable that the Taoist robes and male and female dragon and tiger swords of the Taoist Zhengyifu Celestial Master would actually be in his hands. Shao Yuanjie smiled and took out something and said: "This is what I got when I went out. It is the divinity cast by the First Emperor. It is for
This is the jade seal passed down to the state. If your majesty obtains this, you can consecrate all things and make your majesty the emperor of heaven."
Emperor Jiajing was overjoyed.
Immediately I went to a newly built Zhai Palace.
He issued Taoist robes to his ministers, allowed officials to participate in fasting ceremonies, and sent censors to guard against ungodly people.
Then he stepped forward and took the jade seal cast by the First Emperor. The jade seal that was once held by the First Emperor was held in his hand. It trembled slightly, but was suppressed by the fate of the royal family and had to press it down on the imperial edict.
"Edict!"
"My father shall be the Supreme Immortal Dharma Master Xuanyuan Daodezhehui of the Three-Day Golden Palace and the Supreme Jade Hall.
Our Lady of Heaven, the Palm Immortal Miaohua Yuanjun.”
"And I..."
"To spread the teachings of Jiutian and help all living beings, palm the yin and yang merits and pass the Great Dao, Siren Ziji Immortal."
"—Yangzhenren Yuanxuxuan should be enlightened and subjugate demons, be loyal and filial to the emperor."
Many Taoists saluted.
And after Master Yang Zui was killed in a heavy battle, none of the officials had the slightest intention of resisting.
They all bowed and saluted.
"I have seen the Nine Heavens Pu Ji Zhongxiao Emperor."
And on this day, the so-called enlightened, demon-subduing, loyal and filial emperor led his ministers and officials to perform rituals in the Zhai Palace, which was exchanged for people's rations and soldiers' food, wages and weapons. In the name of the emperor, he gave an order, dressed as a Taoist priest.
The emperor said calmly like the first emperor more than a thousand years ago:
"In my name, I command the gods to fight against the Japanese and the captives, and the world will be at peace."
"Appreciate this."
Then throw the white jade out.
Among the burning aroma, there is a crisp voice reciting Qingci, which makes people feel ecstatic and intoxicated, as if immortals and gods have really appeared.
At this time, somewhere, the Taoist priest from Tiangongyuan saw a man in gray robe come in.
Then he saw the shovel in the hand of the man in gray robe and was stunned.
"Wait a minute, you are..."
The young man in gray robe apologized and flicked his sleeves.
The man fainted immediately, and the young man in gray robe apologized and put him in a safe place.
Yuan looked at the Tiangong Courtyard, and his memory recovered a little in this not too long memory. He vaguely remembered that Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang said that they had to find the original Tuibei Tutu, so he rolled up his sleeves and raised his shovel.
The shovel was aimed at Yuan Tiangang's tomb on the left. After thinking about it, it seemed that he had already punched Yuan Tiangang back then. It wouldn't be a good idea to do it again. He targeted Li Chunfeng's tomb.
Apologize.
Then without any politeness, he went straight down with a shovel.
No matter what happens next.
Dig it out first and then talk.
He dug out the "Tui Bei Tu" and a dull Crouching Tiger Order.
PS: Today's first update... In the Ming Dynasty, Yuan in the Ming Dynasty suffered from amnesia due to memory conflicts due to Xuanzang's ancient times and the restoration of his true spirit. I have written about this before...
These things were actually done by Jiajing in history. The Ming Dynasty died in Jiajing. This is also an old saying. To be honest, many emperors said that their biggest problem was that they lived too long... The early Jiajing period was pretty good.