Cultivation: When you do things to the extreme

Like this, three days later.

A huge motorcade drove into Xuzhou City.

There are armored soldiers in front, powerful horses clearing the way, and powerful slaves and strong servants in the back, guarded by martial arts masters.

In the center is a large carriage with horses and horses, which is extraordinarily luxurious and majestic.

Since ancient times, there has been a system of chariots and horses. The emperor drives six, the princes drive five, the ministers drive four, the officials drive three, the scholars drive two, and the common people drive one.

The carriage with four horses is a gift from the official, which shows how noble the people in the carriage are.

In the car, two people were sitting opposite each other.

One of them is dressed as a scholar, elegant and refined.

The other man was dressed as a warrior, riding and shooting in Hufu. He looked very majestic.

The scribe lifted up the curtains and looked out. He saw that above the street, the road was smooth, with carriages and horses like dragons, and people flowing in. The sound of shouting and hawking was constant. Customers came to every shop like a cloud, and there was a sense of vitality and vitality everywhere. Prosperity.

The scribe's eyes narrowed slightly, he lowered the curtains, and turned to look at the warrior sitting opposite him: "Shiji, do you see anything?"

The martial artist looked calm and composed: "Vigorous and vigorous, all things are competing, what a prosperous and prosperous scene!"

"yes!"

The scribe nodded and sighed: "This place is prosperous. If you don't go to the Eastern Capital, it's better than Jiangnan!"

After that, he turned his eyes and looked outside: "When I came here just now, I saw outside the city that the fields were cultivated and the villages were occupied. There were no refugees on the road and no hungry people on the road. The people were not hungry. It can be said that they lived and worked in peace and contentment and enjoyed everything. Peace.”

"in this way……"

The scribe turned his gaze back and asked in a deep voice: "Isn't it strange?"

"It's weird."

The warrior also frowned: "In recent years, there has been a lot of construction work, wasting money and money, building canals internally, building the Eastern Capital, mobilizing troops many times externally, destroying Tuyuhun, levying Goguryeo, and levying many additional taxes on the people. Taxes and labor are so heavy that people's livelihood has withered. Civil riots broke out everywhere, and wars raged..."

The scribe smiled and took over the words: "In this case, isn't it strange that there is still a place to live and work in peace and contentment, and a place with sufficient food and clothing?"

The warrior frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What's the reason?"

The scribe shook his head: "I don't know yet, but I guess it has something to do with that person."

"That person?"

Wu Ren frowned and asked tentatively: "You mean that Divine Doctor Xu."

"Yes, it is this person."

The scribe nodded and murmured: "This man was born as a beggar, suffered from hunger and cold, but he did not know where he learned a unique medical skill. Sixteen years ago, he eradicated the stubborn illness of the child of the Shepherd King Bosheng of Nazhou, and established himself in Xuzhou. , open a medical center security hall."

"In the past sixteen years, he has helped the world by hanging a pot. All the major families in Xuzhou and famous county officials have been treated by him, and all of them have been rejuvenated and cured by the medicine. This has made him even more famous and a lot of family wealth."

"He also recruited many disciples, with over a hundred disciples and nearly a thousand disciples. Everyone learned the true inheritance of his medical skills. Not only did the Baoan Tang in Xuzhou City expand several times, but also opened many branches, which blossomed all over Xuzhou."

"Five years ago, he changed his style again and held free clinics. He provided medicine and medicine to the people for free. He won the hearts of the people. When people in Xuzhou heard his name, they all praised him for his skillful hands, benevolence, and good deeds. Justice Xu Qingyang!"

"What's more, a memorial tablet of his immortality was set up at home, and incense was continuously offered day and night, calling him the birth of a Bodhisattva, the reincarnation of the Buddha, a man of great mercy and compassion, who saved the world..."

The scribe's words made the warrior frown, confused, and vaguely horrified: "What is he going to do?"

"Yeah, what is he going to do?"

The scribe sighed and murmured: "Giving doctors and medicines, conducting free clinics, rejuvenating people with wonderful skills, and winning people's hearts. By doing this, Shiji, what did you think of?"

"The end of Han Dynasty!"

"Zhang Jiao!"

"Yellow Turban!"

"Rebel!"

The warrior's eyes narrowed and he said sternly: "This person clearly wants to rebel!"

Hearing this, the scribe had a solemn look on his face: "You can't make false claims without evidence!"

"What credentials do you want?"

The martial artist was puzzled and asked in a deep voice: "Isn't what he did like a proof?"

"Yes and no."

The scribe shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In short, before the situation is clear, we cannot make rash conclusions, let alone act rashly."

"Why?"

"Because I'm afraid he will really rebel!"

"..."

"..."

There was a moment of silence, the two of them were speechless, and the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became depressing.

After a long time, the warrior raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Xuzhou is the hinterland of the Central Plains, where military strategists must fight. If we, the Yuwen clan, want to do great things, we must have this place in our hands. How can we allow this person to occupy it?"

"Of course not. If not, how could my brother request an order for you and me to come to Xuzhou to take up our posts?"

The scribe shook his head and said softly: "It's just that the situation is still unclear, so we can't act rashly. We must figure it out slowly. The origin of Xu Qingyang is unknown and unfathomable. Now it has become a force. In a head-on conflict, even if our Yuwen Clan can win, we must It is unwise to pay a heavy price!"

"Then what do you mean..."

"Add fuel to the flames and drive away wolves and devoured tigers!"

The scribe smiled and said: "Although this person is extraordinary, he is from a humble background after all, and this world is the world of aristocratic families. There are four great clans, five surnames and seven hopes, and there are eight aristocratic families. Which of them has not inherited hundreds of thousands of years of heritage? How deep and powerful is this person’s accumulation of more than ten years?”

"I'm afraid that this person's behavior has already dissatisfied the Xuzhou family. It's just that this person has grown up and has the previous state pastor Wang Bosheng to mediate, so we can barely get along with each other. Now that Wang Bosheng has left office in old age, you and I can reconcile As the lord of Xuzhou, as long as he adds fuel to the flames, he will definitely trigger a fight between the two sides."

"At that time, you and I can use the power of the family to find out the origin of Xu Qingyang, make a plan and act, and achieve success with one blow!"

"Wonderful!"

After hearing this plan, the warrior was also impressed, and said with a chuckle: "Zhiji, you are worthy of being the wise mastermind of my Yuwen Clan!"

"ha!"

The scribe smiled and received the compliment, and the atmosphere in the carriage relaxed.

At this moment...

"drive!"

Suddenly I heard the sound of galloping horses, and then there was a noise outside the carriage. The servant opened the curtain of the carriage and presented a letter.

"Um?"

Yuwen Zhiji took the letter and read it, and immediately frowned: "It's my brother who sent the letter!"

"oh?"

Yu Wenshiji looked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"..."

Yu Wenzhiji opened the letter, looked at it, and after a moment he frowned and said, "Brother chased the three people who fled with the Secret of Immortality. As a result, they were repeatedly intercepted by a mysterious force, which actually caused the three people to escape to Xuzhou. Therefore, let You and I will work together to intercept, and we must obtain the Secret of Immortality."

"this……"

Hearing this, Yuwen Shiji was also startled: "Chengdu and Wudi are with Huaji, what are the skills of those three people, how can they escape the pursuit of the three masters of my Yuwen clan?"

"Those three people's martial arts are just ordinary. The key is the mysterious force. Besides..."

Yuwen Zhiji's face darkened: "Those three people came to Xuzhou because they were injured by their brother Bing Xuanjin. They were seriously injured and their lives were in danger. They need to seek medical advice, so they should be at... the security hall now!"

"..."

Hearing this, Yuwen Shiji fell silent.

"There is no room for error in the secret of longevity, change your strategy!"

Yuwen Zhiji put down the letter: "Immediately send a messenger, in the name of my Yuwen clan, to invite the heads of the major families in Xuzhou to come to gather. You will then take the military talisman and go to the military camp to mobilize troops to prevent a civil uprising in Xuzhou. My brother is already on the way. , when he arrives in Xuzhou, we will immediately take action to get rid of the security hall!"

"yes!"