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Renzi Scroll Chapter 73 Playing with fire and causing chaos (1)

 When the soldiers took the majestic Wuzui horse from the old man's hands, the old man told Wubi with concern on his face to let Wuzui get used to the trot first, and not to let Wuzui run all at once to avoid injury.

horsepower.

The soldier impatiently took the horse's rein and walked away, muttering unhappily. This old dog really regarded the horse as his. When would it be his turn to dictate the emperor's horse?



Seeing the back of the soldier leading the horse disappearing into the alley outside the stable, the old man showed a look of relief on his face.

He took out the kit in his arms, smelled it, then found a remote place to burn it, then mixed the ashes with soil, shoveled it up, found a mud pond outside, and buried it deeply.

Having been in the palace for so many years, I know very well that if this kind of thing doesn't happen, once it happens, Lieutenant Long will definitely dig deep and investigate it carefully.

Any trace of suspicion would be pursued by people like Long Jinwei, posing a fatal threat. He did not dare to neglect it in the slightest.

Counting the time, this dose of medicine was mixed with forage beans and fed to Wu Zui for a while.

If the medicinal properties are not bad, the medicinal properties will gradually be released after an hour, and then it will depend on the emperor's luck.

Once the medicinal properties break out, it will be difficult to control Wu Zui's horse power. If he is in the process of hunting and running, it will be wonderful.

Everything else is none of his business. It depends on the prince's next step. He just needs to do his own thing well.

*******

Feng Shimian took a deep breath, gently pushed aside the dead branches and weeds above his head, then squatted still and listened.

After a long while, he slowly stretched his hand out and felt the coolness of the outside world.

After waiting quietly for another cup of tea, Feng Shimian was convinced that there was nothing unusual outside, so he pushed away the dead branches and weeds and stuck his head out.

It hasn't gotten bright yet, but the surrounding scenery is already vaguely visible.

The lush and green Tienwang Mountain is like a lazy crouching tiger, lying in a semi-circle along the surrounding area, with slight ups and downs.

There are deep forests and luxuriant grass in the mountains, and the foothills go south and east, forming gentle slopes and meadows, extending all the way to the palace.

This is a steep slope near the woods, and the cave is along a cliff overgrown with shrubs and weeds.

Even if you look closely, it is difficult to find a natural cave here.

If Zhang Dou, who had been hanging out in this hunting garden for many years, hadn't accidentally discovered that Feng Shimian would have found it really difficult for his group to evade the Shangsanqinjun who were combing and searching like a grate every day.

This bucket is really useful. Even though he doesn't have a high official position in the Hunting Garden, he has quite good connections with others. Fortunately, he has such an insider.

During this period, under the careful guidance of Master Zhang Dou, Zhang Dou quickly got on the road and quickly became familiar with people from all over the capital, including the Shangsanqinjun, who were stationed in the army, and even the palace.

A lot of information was continuously obtained through him and passed on.

If nothing else happens, today will be the time to wait for the results for so many days.

Yesterday, Zhang Dou personally came to deliver the news that the emperor was going to carry out the largest hunting expedition today, but he could not find out the route.

It's very rare that Zhang Dou could do this, and the Master also told him not to take any more risks to find out more, as it might be of great use in the future.

However, Feng Shimian is not worried. The master in charge has long said that there will be noble people to help him in the end.

What kind of noble person, the Lord Master did not say, but Feng Shimian vaguely knew that he should be from the palace.

Feng Shimian naturally had no way of knowing how the people in the Imperial Palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty got involved with the Holy Religion.

However, it can be seen from the determined attitude of the master in charge that the source of this channel has been verified countless times and is absolutely reliable.

After observing that the surroundings were still in the stillness of the morning light before dawn, Feng Shimian retracted his body into the cave.

The outside of the cave is small and the inside is large and hollow, except for a solitary lamp like a bean.

A dozen men were lying in various directions along the mountain wall, but only two of them remained alert.

Feng Shimian also felt a little sad.

If discovered by the officers and soldiers, no one in his group would be able to escape.

These are the most elite disciples of the Holy Cult. They are almost all his former comrades in Panguanying, Xuliu Camp, Shimenzhai, Yanhe Camp, and Taitou Camp in Jizhen. They are also the most loyal followers.

If the man surnamed Feng hadn't carried out extensive investigations when he was the governor of Yongping Prefecture, and even used his own influence to conduct comprehensive investigations in the Jizhen Army, these comrades would still be lurking in the Jizhen Army.

I can only regret that the man surnamed Feng failed to kill him during the attack at Guhe Ferry, which led to such huge troubles.

These comrades-in-arms had originally been gathered together by the young master to form a dedicated army of guardians of the holy religion, but at this critical moment they had to be separated to take charge of this attack.

Those Jianghu people who originally planned to assassinate Feng with him were completely excluded. No one was allowed to participate, and not even the slightest information was revealed to them.

Even though they have all joined the Holy Cult, their loyalty is still questionable. They just think that joining the Holy Cult will provide them with a talisman or be profitable.

If they really want to do such a big thing, I'm afraid they will turn to the government and betray the Holy Religion.

"Delun, please wait a moment. I'm going out to the meeting point." After calculating the time, Feng Shimian felt that it was almost time and ordered his companions who had been meditating with their eyes closed at the entrance of the cave.

"Well, Shi Mian, be careful. Once today's events are over, our holy religion will usher in a great change that has never been seen before in the world." The man's eyes suddenly opened, shining brightly, "We all have to witness all this!"

Feng Shimian laughed, stretched out his hand and patted the other party's shoulder, "Of course, everything will go as we wish, creating a white lotus pure land and a vacuum world without dirt!"

Encouraged by their partners, both Feng Shimian and Su Delun's energy levels suddenly improved.

The companions who had been half asleep or resting their heads also woke up. They were obviously inspired by the conversation between the two, and their faces showed excitement. Some of them were even eager to try, and they were mumbling something.

"Okay, brothers, let's take the time to rest. Today's action was personally arranged by the Young Master, and the Holy Master also paid special attention to it. Maybe some people in the court still want to use our holy brothers to work for them and profit from it.

Thoughts, but we don’t care, our holy brothers are willing to give everything we have to the goal in our hearts,..."

Feng Shimian's eloquence has become much better than when he first came to the capital from Yongping Mansion, and he preaches doctrines to his companions one after another without stopping.

Spending all day with the Young Master and Master Zhang, Feng Shimian felt that his level of teachings had improved a lot, and his understanding of many teachings had become more profound and steadfast.

All the members of the congregation were silently reciting the eight-character mantra "Vacuum Hometown has no biological parents" with piercing eyes, making the entire dim cave seem to have a somewhat fanatical and weird atmosphere.

At this time, Feng Shimian had already got out of the cave. After looking around for a moment, he hunched over and walked quickly towards the west.

After walking two miles and finding the agreed place, Feng Shimian did not go to the hiding place immediately. Instead, he carefully and quietly walked around the center of the circle along the hiding place and observed it carefully.

After making sure no one was there, he approached.

Next to a wooden pile next to a white oak tree and a cork oak tree, I found a very secret tree hole, then reached out and took out a piece of cloth.

I saw a crooked route smeared with ink on the cloth, and the lighter handwriting around it outlined the terrain from the palace to the foothills, with circles, crosses and other marks on it.

Although it was a bit rough, Feng Shimian, who had been staying here for almost a month, could see at a glance what this route depicted.

After a quick glance, Feng Shimian quickly put the piece of cloth into his arms, then looked around and found nothing unusual, then he jumped out in the opposite direction and quickly disappeared into the woods.

After a long time, a dark shadow quietly appeared in the bushes behind a spruce tree. It also looked around and did not follow the direction Feng Shimian was walking. Instead, it sneaked straight towards the east.

*****

Allowing his chamberlain to dress him, Emperor Yonglong felt that he was in good health today after getting up. Then he looked out the window at the fish-belly white sky. It was another good weather, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

The ocher yellow robe was carefully put on, with a jacket and vest covering it. Emperor Yonglong stretched his body with satisfaction, and then nodded: "Pei Sheng, are you ready outside?"

"Old servant has already gone to see it. Everything is ready. King Lian Zhong and King Zhonghui came first. Prince Zhongshun has just arrived." Zhou Peisheng leaned over and said with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, please try here for breakfast today.

The specialty rice porridge is very delicious, nourishes yin and moisturizes the lungs..."

"Well, let someone serve it." Emperor Yonglong said hesitantly.

Since he started cultivating his mind, he has become more and more particular about his diet, and he doesn't like to eat many ingredients that conflict with the medicinal properties of the elixir.

Li Kezhuo still had some skills. His alchemy skills were outstanding and he could control the medicinal properties very well. Even Cui Wensheng was a little jealous. Emperor Yonglong was aware of the discord between the two, and he actually enjoyed it.

"Serve the meal." Zhou Peisheng quickly ordered.

After chewing slowly and finishing his breakfast, Emperor Yonglong wiped the corners of his mouth and then tilted his head: "Li Qing is here, where is Wen Sheng? How will you take medicine today?"

An unnoticed flash of nervousness flashed across Li Kezhuo's eyes, but on the surface there was no difference. He said calmly: "The emperor is going to hunt today, and I'm afraid it will consume a lot of energy. You can increase the number slightly and calculate the days separately.

It’s time to take this medicine for purging fire and reducing dryness, but you can slightly reduce the potency and release it slowly..."

"Oh?" Emperor Yonglong glanced at Li Kezhuo with a half-smile, "Don't you need to increase the amount?"

There was a layer of white sweat deep on Li Kezhuo's back, "Your Majesty, the Holy Ming,..."

Emperor Yonglong laughed loudly and waved his hands: "I was just joking with you,..."


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