Song Yang and Chenghe looked at each other, with some worry in their eyes... Yunding got the grapes, regardless of whether it is good or bad, at least it is not a trivial matter. The simplest thing is that Yunding is happy to see Hunter, but everyone does not follow.
, maybe he will have evil thoughts again and find an opportunity to hug Little Putao and run away...
As for Putao's own words, "I don't want to meditate on scriptures but only want to fight", although Yunding was speechless for a moment, everyone knew that this sentence alone could not dispel his determination to pass on his mantle. In the eyes of the living Buddha, it was just a doll.
He was still ignorant when he was young, but as time goes by and his understanding deepens, he will naturally be able to move Tao Tao to sincerely worship Buddha.
Song Yang was really thinking in his heart that he had to send the grapes back to Phoenix City as soon as possible. No matter what, he couldn't let the baby get lost in his hands. Yunding seemed to see his concerns and didn't wait for Song Yang or others to speak again.
He shook his head and said, "Since it is fate, there is no need to force it." After saying that, he stood up and looked at Song Yang, "I am a monk and don't know much about the world, but at least I can distinguish between good and bad. I will not make mistakes.
Please rest assured, Mr. Hou, about this."
Song Yang was worried. It was not trustworthy after meeting him for the first time. He smiled noncommittally and said, "Master, you are serious."
Yunding smiled and returned to the topic; "I can see that Wawa is loved by thousands of people, and his background is not trivial. Yunding will not force others to make things difficult. He just wants to... can he talk to his elders in the family, at least to make me happy?
The two of us meet often... tell him some stories and explain some principles. Of course, if he is willing to practice martial arts, I will teach him with all my money. The days are long, and if one day he is willing to practice Buddhism, I will pass on the mantle of his domain sect;
He has no intention of doing this, and I will not force him to do so." He is a truly masterful person, and Xiao Putao has been in constant contact with him, which brings no harm at all. The suggestion made by the living Buddha is indeed very generous.
Song Yang also said frankly: "Master Hu is a distinguished guest in my family. I can't make the decision. If you ask his father, I will convey all the master's words."
"One last thing, please convey it to the Marquis. I have a discerning heart... I will have many descendants in the future. It is destined by God and no one can change it." Yunding smiled and said nothing more after that. Gu Zhaojun asked.
Regarding the arson in Jingcheng, Song Yang didn't need to speak... The policeman just answered crisply... The atmosphere in the lobby quickly became lively, and soon after it got dark, everyone got up and left the Marquis Mansion to go to the small town. As per the old rules, they still stopped at the gate of the Yamen.
The tables and chairs are set out, and relatives and friends return to the town for a feast.
During the dinner, the blind man found an opportunity, sat in front of Song Yang, and whispered, "Brother Song...do you remember that Xiaowa Putao is a real dragon, and he has the emperor's destiny?"
Of course Song Yang remembered it. When he was chatting and joking with Xiao Zai in Jingcheng, he also mentioned that "Yanziping has outstanding people, and there are two emperors alone." One of them is Grape.
"I know, Brother Song has never believed in fortune telling... But these things, well... let me tell you the truth. If you don't believe it, no one will force you to believe it, but if you don't believe it, you can't just say it's a lie." The blind man drank.
There was a bit too much, and he went off topic after just a few sentences... Fortunately, he was not confused yet, and after nagging a few more words, he changed the topic back; "The living Buddha fell in love with grapes at first sight. He should be the same as me when I calculated that the little baby is the emperor."
Fate...is the same thing."
Song Yang picked up some food with chopsticks for him...smilingly saying, "Let's drink some wine before we talk."
"This chicken stew is too salty... Master Yunding's mind-eye practice has its own principles... It is not the same as what we Han people ask. I can't understand it, but aside from those profound principles
, just talking about the results... I thought it was very interesting, and I also wanted to understand one thing; Putao's destiny as emperor is definitely correct, but he may not be the emperor of Nanli! Maybe he is from Tubo.
Where is the emperor? Now Yunding is just an ordinary living Buddha, but in time, if Yu Zong can really flourish, who says he can't be a great living Buddha? On the plateau, isn't a great living Buddha the emperor? Yunding became a great living Buddha, and the Tubo people worshiped him.
As a god in the world, Na Grape has inherited his mantle. After Yunding's death, won't the little boy also become the emperor?"
The blind man spoke incoherently, talked for a long time, drank the glass of wine in front of him, and finally gave a conclusion: "There is a saying in Yunding that is right; since there is a destiny, there is no need to force anything. He will not force anything, but I think, Brother Song, you will too
Don't force it, just let it take its course. Don't forcefully block it or go against it. If you are really destined, you can't stop it, so why waste your efforts? And if you really want to go against nature, it might lead to bad consequences."
After the blind man finished speaking, the second fool beside him became displeased: "Gui Gu, what you drank was my wine."
Song Yang handed his wine to Liu Er, comforted the silly brother, and then said to the blind man: "You also understand that only Mr. Hu has the final say in this matter, and we have no room to say, so don't think too much. Look.
Whatever he says, I won’t deliberately fulfill him or stand in the way.”
Why didn't the blind man understand this key point? He nodded and smiled and said, "I'm just here to talk about the truth. I have no other intention. I'm just afraid that you will be stubborn. Once you hear it's a 'face', you won't care about anything and just go by your own likes and dislikes."
Objection... As long as you understand, that's fine."
Song Yang said sincerely, "Thank you, senior." After calling the dwarf, Ayiguo and others drank with the blind man, while he got up to find Fenglong.
When Eunuch Li saw him coming, he quickly stood up and gave his seat to Song Yang. Song Yang sat down politely and asked Fenglong with a smile, "Are you still used to this place?"
Fenglong smiled and said, "The town is a quiet and blessed place, very nice."
Eunuch Li helped pour the wine. Fenglong did not regard his status as yesterday and took the initiative to propose a toast to Song Yang, but he changed the subject: "The small town is good, but the feudal city is not! Before I came... I never thought that...
Changchun Hou’s homeland turned out to be a country [in the middle].”
Li Da spoke in a bad tone without saying a few words; Li Er always had an expressionless face and did not drink but only ate vegetables; Li San looked frightened when he heard this and wanted to secretly tug at the corner of the emperor's clothes, but he did not dare to go beyond the distance, so he had to
He looked at Song Yang eagerly, hoping that he would not care about it.
Song Yang didn't care; "It's not that serious."
Fenglong put down his glass of wine; "More than two thousand stone guys don't farm and practice every day. Are they really refugees? A large group of weird people like wild monkeys, hiding in the woods every day. They are all barbarians who have nothing to do with you? I remember,
Changchun Marquis is not allowed to raise soldiers. As for the Nanwei Armory... Hey, you don't need me to say it, right?" As he said that, Fenglong curled his lips. After he stopped being the emperor, his expression became much richer than before;
"There is also Magistrate Murong. As the chief official of one party, he knew about it but concealed it. I think he only knew about Marquis and didn't know about Nanli and the imperial court!"
Song Yang acted like a scoundrel; "Nacheng, I will listen to you. After dinner, I will tell Shitou Lao and Shanxi Man that I don't care about them. I will drive them all out of the fiefdom and leave no one behind. Let them go out to grab food."
Money is used to rob women, no matter what, they can do whatever they like."
Fenglong was amused by his absurdity; "You bastard!"
Song Yang also laughed; "The mountain people are barbaric and uncivilized. I spent my own money to raise them and control these bandits. I really want to share my emperor's worries. As for Mr. Murong, you also wrongly blamed him. It was me who said this trivial matter."
There is no need to tell the court. He is grateful for my loyalty and feels that my emperor has everything to do. Since we have already done everything well... there is no need to..."
Fenglong waved his hands not to listen to his nonsense, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "No need to be pretentious, save your saliva, I can trust King Zhenxi."
If the King of Zhenxi had the intention to rebel, Feng Long could not be the emperor back then, and now Xiao Fukuhara has no chance of ascending the throne. Mr. Li Da is not very smart, but he can still figure out the most basic principles. If Song Yang has the intention to rebel, the King of Zhenxi will be the first
I won't tolerate him alone.
These things in the Changchun Marquis' fiefdom could be hidden from the court, but how could they be hidden from the prince? King Zhenxi allowed Song Yang to toss, and even supported Song Yang to expand his strength. This shows that King Zhenxi's loyalty can be learned from the sun and the moon.
Letting Song Yang become stronger will not do any harm to Nanli.
What's more, if Song Yang was really rebellious, how could he bring Fenglong back to his home? And there were at most 3,000 soldiers in the feudal city, which could not cause too much trouble. At best, it was just for self-protection.
In the final analysis, it was because Fenglong trusted King Zhenxi, and he didn't think Song Yang wanted to rebel. It was just that he had no knowledge of the situation of the feudal city before. After he retired, he suddenly realized that he didn't know so many things, and it was inevitable.
If you feel unhappy in your heart, at least you can speak it out happily.
After the topic was revealed, Song Yang and Fenglong chatted and joked... The banquet in the small town was as cheerful and lively as ever, with some people laughing and others singing, until late at night everyone dispersed.
Song Yang was always with Fenglong and sent him to the quiet courtyard specially prepared for him in the Hou Mansion. Fenglong was very happy about this and said with a smile, "I am not the emperor anymore, I am just a guest in the Changchun Hou Mansion.
I won't be polite, and you don't have to be too cautious. It's late, so go back and rest quickly."
Song Yang chuckled and said, "I have something to discuss with you."
The belated emperor knew that Song Yang was not very polite. With a sly smile, Fenglong let people into the room and asked Li San to make tea to entertain the guests. After he sat down, he asked, "What's the matter?"
Song Yang got straight to the point; "I want to ask you to be the emperor again..."
Fenglong was startled, and before Song Yang could continue, he interrupted, "No, King Zhenxi won't let you!" After saying that, Fenglong was moved and suddenly realized, "It's your father-in-law who sent you
Are you here to test me?"
When King Zhenxi came to Beijing, he made it clear that "if you support the young emperor, Fenglong will not regret it again." It is not unreasonable for Fenglong to be tested by Song Yang now, but what he said to Song Yang was simply wrong. Song Yang shook his head.
Smiling bitterly; "You misunderstood. Listen to me first. It's like this. There are eight thousand strange soldiers in the mountain who are following orders, but there must be an emperor..."
Fenglong originally wanted Song Yang to finish speaking, but when he heard "There are eight thousand more extraordinary soldiers", His Majesty the Emperor was inevitably shocked again and couldn't help but interrupt: "Eight thousand people? Marquis Changchun, are you really going to rebel?"
Fenglong could still endure the more than two thousand soldiers in the feudal city, but eight thousand more soldiers appeared in the mountains, making up the number of ten thousand people... A marquis with no job and no talent had an army of ten thousand people.
And they are not just a mob but elite warriors. How could Fenglong endure it?
Song Yang's face was full of helplessness, wishing he could use a needle to seal the emperor's muteness. He thought in his heart, and completely subconsciously, he glanced at Li Er who was also in the room with a guilty conscience... Unexpectedly, Li Yifeng, who was usually cold and expressionless,
He actually raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a weird smile, as if to indicate: "Bear it, that's all he did."
Song Yang patiently stopped paying attention to Fenglong's interruption, interrupted, speeded up his speech, and first told the story of Hongjun Cicada and Yaksha in the mountains, and finally said, "Understood? I want to ask you to be the great Hong Dynasty man."
The emperor."
After speaking, Song Yang took a breath and added, "If I really want to rebel, can I ask you to be Emperor Hong?"
Sure enough, Toyotaka's anger and doubts were all dissipated. He was the "late emperor" and Fukuhara's biological father. He willingly gave up the throne to his son. Now he is indeed an idler, but there is no doubt that he is the most important person in Nanli.
The person who loyally supported the young emperor was none other than him. Song Yang asked him to be the Hong Emperor. Although it was just an empty post, everyone could understand the importance of this position.
With his mind calm and his mind alert, Fenglong finally got to the point when he opened his mouth again: "Why are you looking for me?"
"If Emperor Hong really has blood left, then this person will be instilled with the ambition to restore the country from an early age, learn the old history of the Hong Dynasty, understand the general trend of the world, and cultivate etiquette and demeanor from an early age. Such a person... not everyone can
I really can't think of anyone who can be more suitable than you." Song Yang answered truthfully.
Fenglong asked again, "Aren't you afraid that I will take away your control of the army? Are you afraid that in the future Cicada Yaksha will only listen to my imperial edict as the Hong Emperor and ignore the orders of the 'Secret Envoy'?"
"Cicada Yaksha is an army. Why did we pull them out of the mountains? Of course it is to fight. Who do we plan to use them to fight against in the future? Either to help King Zhenxi fight Tibet, or to fight for me...
Regardless of whether we are fighting Tubo or Yan, whether it is to help King Zhenxi guard the border or to avenge myself, in the final analysis, this army is fighting for Nanli."
First, there was a series of self-questions and answers. After Song Yang paused for a moment, Rong Fenglong thought for a while and continued: "Actually, there is no difference between Cicada Yaksha and the stone guy in the feudal city, with beautiful mountains and streams, and Uighur guards. At first glance, they are all the same.
They are my Si army, but I will not rebel... On the contrary, because of Chu Rong and Xiao Fu, I will help the King of Zhenxi to conquer Tubo; because of my Si revenge, I will help Nan Li deal with Dayan
.My enemies and Nanli’s enemies are basically the same thing, so Changchun Marquis is Nanli’s Changchunhou, and Changchunhou’s army is Nanli’s extraordinary army.”
Perhaps because he drank a lot during dinner, Song Yang realized that his words had gone a bit far, and he shook his head and laughed again: "I'm not afraid that you will take away my control of Cicada Yaksha, because it doesn't matter whether you take it away or not.
Are they listening to you and guessing that they are defending Nanli and they are listening to my orders to fight against Tubo and Yan? What's more..." At this point, Song Yang suddenly changed his mind and smiled; "It doesn't matter anymore.
, that’s all.”
'What's more, after that, Song Yang originally wanted to say, 'If you and I cooperate to let Cicada Yaksha see the light of day again, it will be a great thing for the country, the people, and you and me, but if you alone control a powerful army, it will be harmful to you."
Not to mention other things, the King of Zhenxi will never allow Fenglong to have a powerful army in his hands. It is not that the prince will not be reconciled if Fenglong robs the son-in-law of the Hongbo Mansion, but the King of Zhenxi always has one important point.
He was worried that Fenglong would come back to fight for the throne with the young emperor after he was discouraged. If that happened, the prince would definitely use thunderous means to kill Fenglong to ensure peace in the south. The late emperor, who was alone and alone, was easy to control.
, with eight thousand rare soldiers in his hands, Fenglong would be difficult to control.
Song Yang originally wanted to use this sentence to cheer up Fenglong, but he felt that it was too cruel, so he swallowed the words back. Regardless of whether Fenglong could think of this, Song Yang didn't want to say it anymore.
Fenglong didn't pursue this. "Besides," after thinking about it carefully for a while... a smile appeared on his face; "I studied Hong Shi carefully when I was a child, but I have put it down for a long time, and it is inevitable that I can't remember it clearly. Please tell me quickly."
I'll find historical records and review them again."
Song Yang responded with a smile; "Don't be too hard. Cicada Yaksha has been hiding in the mountains for six hundred years. They have no idea what happened to Hong Taizu in his later generations..."
"How can that be done? They may not know, but I, the orphan of Emperor Hong, have to understand!" Fenglong was in a hurry, and his mind was spinning. The more he wanted to prepare, the more things he had to prepare; "Also, you have to find more
A few gentlemen will come and make a family tree of my inheritance for dozens of generations. The life experiences and experiences of the orphans of the Great Floods of all generations must be made clear, especially the first two generations after the overthrow of the Great Flood, and those closest to me.
The third and fourth generations... must be done in detail. It is best to have real people to check. By the way, these are not enough. What is absolutely indispensable is..."
Pretending to be of the Hong Emperor's bloodline, it doesn't matter at first thought, but you have to think about it carefully... There are really a lot of preparations in advance. Song Yang can only scratch his head and laugh at these details. If he wants to implement them all, he still has to ask Chenghe to take action...
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Ren Churong knew that Song Yang had gone to Fenglong to talk about Emperor Hong's deceased fox, so he stayed in the lobby of the Hou Mansion waiting for news. After a while, he didn't come back, and he got bored waiting. It was almost when Song Yang said goodbye to Fenglong,
She got up and went to chat with her sister. Anyway, Song Yang had to go find Xiao Fu when he came back, so he wouldn't miss it.
Chenghe came to Ren Xiaozai's door and took a first look through the window paper to see that the candles in the boudoir were extinguished. She also said that her sister was asleep. She was about to turn around and leave when she suddenly realized that there was actually a weak candlelight flickering in the room, but it was extremely blurry.
It would be difficult to detect without looking carefully, but Ren Churong was smart and understood it after a little thought. Her sister had not gone to bed yet, so she just extinguished the candles in the room, but she brought a lamp and put down the bed curtain, so it was not easy to detect.
Ren Churong is usually steady and dignified, but a young woman who doesn't have eccentric thoughts, especially when she was appointed as the little arrester, she immediately waved her hand to the accompanying maids and signaled everyone to retreat, while she gently pushed away
He opened the door... Ren Xiaoyao left the door open for Song Yang, so he didn't lock it. She was doing something earth-shattering.
After returning from the small town banquet, he excused himself to be sleepy and ran back to his new room in the Hou Mansion. He retired and closed the door... leaving only a light, picked it up and put it down.
Behind the bed curtain, a pair of small hands trembled slightly, and took out the erotic book Ye Feifei gave her. Her heart was beating fast, her expression was like a thief, her eyes were shining brightly, her cheeks were full of peach blossoms, and she began to secretly
Look through.
When she was halfway through watching, her cheeks were so hot that she was almost on fire, she didn't expect that the third sister's voice suddenly came from nearby: "Princess Xuanji, you are so sneaky, what are you doing?" Then the bed curtain was opened by Ren Churong.
.
The young catcher was so frightened that he was in a panic. He used his martial arts skills to the extreme and tried his best to hide the book under the pillow. However, he forgot that there was a candle on the bed. In his panic, he accidentally knocked it over.
The tents, silk quilts and embroidered blankets are all flammable, and the flames will break out as soon as they catch fire. Fortunately, although Ren Churong is not familiar with martial arts, his mind changes quickly, and the person has a sudden change. He moves very quickly to get out of bed.
A cup of cold tea was poured over it, smothering the flames with a roar.
The two sisters were so frightened that their eyes widened. They looked at each other for a moment. Ren Churong burst out laughing first, then patted her chest and muttered, "I'm scared to death." She turned around and walked to the table.
Another candle was lit in front of him; "Xiao Fu, are you okay?"
Ren Xiaoqi shook his head blankly, got up and got out of bed and was about to say something, but Ren Churong suddenly chuckled: "Ren Xiaoqi has a guilty conscience, what is hidden under the pillow?" As he spoke, he reached out and opened the pillow...
... Ren Xiaoqian had the intention to snatch it away, but before he could fully recover, he reacted a little slowly and was fooled by the third sister again. He had already gotten out of bed a little further away, and when she came out with a strange voice that he couldn't understand, he pounced.
When they arrived, the erotic book had already been snatched by Ren Churong.
At this time, the door was pushed open again, and Song Yang came back. Just as the clever princess expected, Song Yang left Fenglong and went to the lobby first, but did not find Chenghe, so he came to Xiaoqiao to take a look, and it happened that he was going to the meeting.
Song Yang only found it funny when the two daughters-in-law were fooling around; "What are you robbing?"
Ren Xiaozai almost went crazy. He pointed at the third sister and said to Song Yang, "She, she, she..." After the three sisters, Her Royal Highness was enlightened and said, "What, what? It's embarrassing, run away!"
Not daring to stay in the house anymore, Satui ran out from Song Yang. Fortunately, she was in a hurry to study as soon as she came back and did not take off her clothes, so she is still neatly dressed.
Just looking at her sister's appearance, Chenghe was overjoyed. She hadn't seen what kind of book she was holding in her hand, and she said to Song Yang, "This girl is so sneaky... I don't know but... Ah!"
Ren Churong finally saw the good book in his hand clearly, as if he had grasped a poisonous snake, he threw the book away with a scream, angry, ashamed and anxious... he stammered: "She looked, I am curious, no
, I don’t know... Speaking of this, the princess was also enlightened. What should I explain? She might as well run away!!