Three days later, Taoist Wan Ming, under Zhang Yu's arrangement, selected a hundred monks and two hundred disciples, preparing to lead these people to Lingguan to replace Fan Lan, Qi Wu and others.
While Zhang Yu was looking at the list, Taoist Wan Ming spoke up and said, "Fellow Taoist Qi Yu asked me to ask Xuan Zheng how he would deal with Hui Yuan Wu."
Zhang Yudao: "Judging from the situation explained by the Tianji Department, Hui Daoyou does have back-up tools to change his consciousness, but these things have been destroyed now, so we don't need to embarrass him, but just in case
, he can no longer move within the continent, let him stay outside the territory, this will be good for him and his comrades."
Tianjiyuan's method of controlling creation monks like Hui Yuanwu is no better than Shuangzhou.
They just inject tiny symbiotic creatures into the creator's blood. When necessary, they can use these things to erode the host's original memory, and then give it a very simple command. In fact, even if this person survives,
A walking corpse.
And from the moment the creator's self-awareness is destroyed, except that his body is still there, the original person no longer exists.
But in order for those creatures to activate, the activated artifacts need to be within a certain distance and must be prepared in advance. This is why when searching for the creation substitutes, many creation substitutes did not show any abnormality from beginning to end.
No act of resistance was made.
Taoist Wan Ming said: "Fellow Taoist Qi Yu also asked me to ask Xuan Zheng, Taoist Hui has never known that he is the creator, and since the creation of creation has been completed, can we not inform him of this matter?"
Zhang Yufeng said: "Fellow Taoist Hui also has the right to know about this matter. We should not hide it from him. Although Taoist Hui is a creator, he is also a cultivator. He has a firm mind. I believe he can guard his heart, and
Every creator should have his or her name recorded, and fellow Taoist Hui is no exception."
Taoist Wan Ming said: "I understand."
In fact, his attitude towards the Creator has always been to destroy him if he can. However, this is when the Creator threatens Xuanxiu's existence and the security of the continent. If the Creator does not pose any threat, then in his eyes it is just a threat.
It's just a tool. If Qi Yu wasn't his most important assistant and asked him to ask about this matter, then he wouldn't even bother to pay attention to it.
Zhang Yu put down the list and said: "I have read the list. According to the arrangements of fellow Taoist Wan Ming, it is possible to find other camps set up by Tianxia on the other side of Lingguan. Fellow Taoist Wan Ming needs to pay more attention when he gets there."
Taoist Wan Ming said: "I'll write it down."
Zhang Yu nodded and said: "Then fellow Taoist Wanming, let's arrange things accordingly."
Taoist Wan Ming raised his sleeves and cupped his hands, then resigned.
After he left, a disciple came in, bowed and reported: "Xuanzheng, the Imperial Envoy Mengjian just returned from the two mansions, saying that he wanted to invite Xuanzheng to the backyard to enjoy the flowers."
Zhang Yudao: "I understand."
He packed up the documents on the case, came out of the back hall, and walked towards the backyard. Before he reached the garden, he could smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.
A close servant of Meng Yan was waiting outside the garden. When he saw him coming, he bowed respectfully and welcomed him in.
Meng Yan was sitting in one of the exquisite stone pavilions. When he saw Zhang Yu, he stood up to greet him and said, "Zhang Xuanzheng."
After Zhang Yu met him, he sat down on a stone bench on one side.
Meng Yan looked at the golden osmanthus trees in the garden and said with emotion: "More than forty years later, I planted these osmanthus trees with my own hands when the Procuratorate was first established, and now they are fragrant for ten miles."
After staring at the golden osmanthus for a long time, he turned around and said: "The two governments have reached an agreement, and we are going to report this matter to Yujing. As the supervisor, I need to personally handle such a major matter.
Report to Yujing and receive questions and answers from all the chief photographers."
He put a newspaper from his sleeve on the stone table and said: "This is the final agreement between the two governments. I would like to ask Xuan Zheng to read it."
Zhang Yu took it over and looked at it. The agreement roughly summarized the matter of the creator. What surprised him slightly was that it bluntly mentioned the suspicion that upper-level monks had intervened, which almost caused the Qingyang two mansions to suffer.
As a result, chaos broke out and Xuan Ting was asked to conduct a thorough investigation.
Judging from these words, they did not give Xuan Ting any face, and they also listed the collected evidence items at the back, showing that they reported truthfully.
Meng Yan seemed to be particularly relaxed today. He changed his usual Yan Yi style and said with a smile: "Xuanzheng and Qingyang Houses are not really upright, but if they don't do this, Yu Jing will investigate the responsibility of the two houses.
, and this newspaper will not actually be delivered to Xuanting, it will only be kept in the hands of several great photographers in Yujing, and what is finally sent to Xuanting will be a document drawn up separately in Yujing."
Zhang Yudao: "Mr. Meng, how do you think Xuanting will deal with it this time?"
Meng Yan chuckled and said: "It's just a fair decision. Not talking about the creation monk, but creating a substitute is also unpopular. Although I am not a member of Xuanfu, I also know that there is almost no way to reverse this matter.
, if my prediction is correct, when the report comes, Xuan Ting will definitely issue an edict to praise Zhang Xuanzheng."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. Meng Yan's conclusion was not much different from what Yun Chen said before. He glanced at the osmanthus tea in front of Meng Yan and said, "Mr. Meng is also going back to Yujing this time?"
Meng Yan sighed: "Yes, in the past, the road to and from was blocked, and the old man was like a Zhou Mu, sitting on this position for more than sixty years. Now that the road to the north has been opened, why should I be attached to this position?
?
Zhou Mu and I are already over 100 years old. When we go back this time, we will not go out to serve. At most, we can serve as the Duke of Mu and go back to take care of ourselves."
Zhang Yudao: "When will the envoy leave?"
Meng Yan said: "In another half month, the Zhou Mu will be a little later. I may not leave until the new Zhou Mu of Yujing arrives after I submit the report."
Zhang Yu looked at the proposal in his hand and said: "Since the documents from the two palaces are ready, we will submit them accordingly. I, the Xuan Palace, will also submit the documents to Xuan Ting."
Meng Yan heard this and knew that he had no objection to the proposal. He looked solemn and said: "Don't worry, Zhang Xuanzheng, I will keep an eye on this matter."
The matter was agreed upon, and the two of them stopped talking about official matters when they came down, but instead enjoyed flowers and tea, and talked about some of their past experiences. They waited until it was getting late to say goodbye.
After Zhang Yu returned, he immediately drafted a document and ordered it to be sent to Xuan Mansion, asking Yun Chen to come as soon as possible.
The agreement between the two governments has been finalized, so when they come down, they will formally submit the good memorial that they have discussed and drafted in advance to the Xuan Mansion.
Wangzhou Gaoping County, Lianshan residence.
Duan Neng stuffed himself fully into the seat. It has been more than three years since he arrived in Qingyang from Dongting. Not only has his stature not decreased, but he also looks a lot richer. Finally, he has beautiful features and beautiful skin.
Bai is also wearing a bright red Futuan uniform, so it looks very festive.
Wang Bo is sitting across from him. After more than three years of experience, the frivolity in his brows has disappeared, and he has grown a beard on his lips, making him look much more stable.
At this time, both of them craned their necks to look out of the window. Duan Neng muttered, "Why hasn't Brother Zheng arrived yet? We specially prepared a feast for him today."
Wang Bo touched him with a folding fan and said with a smile: "I think Brother Duan is hungry for the delicious food here, right?"
Duan Neng looked at the good meat and vegetables on the table, his throat moved, and then he slapped the table and said: "I am greedy, and I am looking forward to it! The more greedy I am, the more I look forward to it!"
Wang Bo was amused by his absurd reasoning, and he cupped his hands and said, "I admire you, I admire you."
At this time, a servant came in from outside and shouted: "Here it comes, here it comes, the two gentlemen, Mr. Zheng, are here."
After he finished speaking, Mr. Zheng Yu had already walked in from the outside. When he saw the two of them, his face showed a look of joy, and he cupped his hands and said: "Brother Duan, Brother Wang, it has been a long time since we last said goodbye, but it's still a long time."
Okay?"
Duan Neng squeezed himself out of his seat. He returned the salute, then tried to stand on tiptoes, and gestured with his hands to show the heights of himself and Zheng Yu. His admiration was mixed with frustration, and he said: "Brother Zheng, how long has it been?"
See, you are taller than me again."
Although he has grown bigger and bigger in the past three years, he has not grown in height, and he resents this a lot. Zheng Yu was originally the shortest among the four of them, but he never expected to grow so tall.
Wang Bo laughed and said: "Lianlian, sit down and eat quickly. Brother Duan has been thinking about this table of delicious food for a long time. We can't let us go hungry."
Speaking of delicious food, Duan Neng immediately became energetic and immediately put his frustration behind him and said: "Brother Zheng, the fried beef tongue in Lianshanju is the most famous. It is not oily or greasy, plump and moist, and also delicious."
It’s chewy, you must try it.”
Zheng Yu agreed.
Since entering the spiritual barrier, he has cut off correspondence with the outside world. If he were ordinary friends, he would probably not communicate with each other. However, their friendship started when they were young, and they came out of the same place with each other. After a few words, they talked a little bit.
The unfamiliarity barrier was quickly eliminated.
After pushing cups and changing cups for a while, Wang Bo suddenly sighed and said, "It would be great if Brother Yu was here."
Duan Neng was very generous. He wiped his oily mouth with a soft cloth and said, "Brother Yu, doesn't he often write letters?"
Wang Bo said: "That's right. Brother Yu is now the 'Nongshi' of the Duhu Mansion. Although his position is not big, he is in charge of seven or eight native tribes. Now he needs people, people, and wealth.
"By the way, you don't know," he took out the letter and slapped it on the case, "Brother Yu wrote a letter last month, saying that he was blessed with a Lin'er."
Duan Neng grabbed the letter, read it, opened his eyes and said, "It's true, hey, Brother Yu's son was only born after eighteen months of pregnancy, which is a bit mysterious."
Wang Bo said: "Brother Yu has high hopes for his son."
He turned to Zheng Yu, solemnly cupped his hands, and said: "Brother Zheng, Brother Yu can also be regarded as a student of Zhang Xuanzheng, so he wanted to ask Zhang Xuanzheng's son to name him, but now he is far away after all, and he doesn't know where Zhang Xuanzheng is.
I mean, I would like to ask Brother Zheng to say something on my behalf, I wonder if it is possible?"
Zheng Yu thought for a while and said: "I will go to see Mr. Zhang with a fellow student later. Leave this matter to me."
