I Have a Luck Altar

"The poor monk just got the news that the Marquis of Wu'an disregarded the law and slaughtered all the monks in Guangming Temple for his own personal grievances. Your Majesty, please condemn Wu'an Marquis."

The news of Miaojue's request for help and the news of the destruction of Guangming Temple and Guangming Temple almost reached his ears in tandem, and he didn't even have time to meet Xiao Jing, the governor of the Xuntian Division!

Chen Yuan is the envoy of Xuntiansi, the governor of the three southern states. He has great power, but no matter how powerful he is, he is officially under the command of Xuntiansi. Therefore, he originally wanted to use Xiao Jing's power to suppress Chen Yuan's murderous intentions.

If Yaoxin dies, he will die. After all, he took the initiative to achieve karma, and he can't blame others, but Guangming Temple is the strongest nail in Buddhism in the south today, so there can be no mistakes.

The grand plan of Buddhism preaching in the Central Plains has not been fully implemented, and Guangming Temple must be kept.

However, he had just prepared to invite Xiao Jing, and before the other party arrived, he received the news that Guangming Temple had been destroyed. For a moment, even though he was already in a calm state of mind, he was a little angry.

Chen Yuan actually dared to slaughter Guangming Temple!

Regardless of the great plans of Buddhism.

The magic is too deep!

The emperor must be punished.

Jingtai's eyes flickered when he heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he felt a little happy. The strength of Buddhism has long been disliked by him, but he relies too much on Buddhism, so he can't say anything on the bright side. They can only sit back and watch Buddhism preach the Central Plains, gradually eroding the power of the rivers and lakes.

What Chen Yuan did was quite in line with his wishes.

But Puxian Bodhisattva was in front of him, so it was difficult for him to say anything, so he could only pretend to be angry, and asked in a concentrated voice:

"There is such a thing? Marquis Wu An is so bold!"

"Your Majesty, please come down!"

Puxian Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and continued to speak in a deep voice.

Jingtai nodded, and turned his gaze to Cao Zhengxian:

"Eunuch Cao, what law Wu Anhou violated, he must be punished severely according to the law!"

Cao Zhengxian just saw Jingtai's eyes full of deep meaning, sighed in his heart, straightened his face, bowed and said:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the old minister wanted to report this matter to you just now, but was interrupted by the National Teacher."

"Oh? Then tell me about the process."

"Yes" Cao Zhengxian did not look at Puxian Bodhisattva, but said softly:

"The cause of this matter is that Yaoxin Arhat, the abbot of Guangming Temple, said that he wanted to settle his grievances with Marquis Wu'an, but he lost to Marquis Wu'an and was beheaded in front of the city of Shuzhou.

Later, Marquis Wu'an was furious, and accused the monks of Guangming Temple for plotting rebellion, attacking and killing the officials ordered by the imperial court. "

"Have you found any traces of the Wusheng Sect demon?" Jing Tai frowned and leaned slightly.

"I don't know it now, I'm afraid it will be known only after the Shuzhou Sky Survey Department reports to the headquarters in the future."

"The Marquis of Wu'an violated the law?"

"Uh"

"Say what you have, the national teacher is here, don't hide it." Jing Tai said in a condensed voice, as if he was speaking to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

"Not guilty."

Cao Zhengxian lowered his gaze, not looking at Pu Xian's face.

"Innocent? How could he be innocent? Marquis Wu An slaughtered Guangming Temple, how could he be innocent?"

Jingtai seemed a little surprised.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, since the establishment of the Xuntian Division, the emperor has issued an imperial decree, cutting first and playing later, and the imperial power has granted it the power to make decisions on the fly.

Over the years, the Xuntian Division has always acted in this way. The number of souls killed by the sword is unknown, and they have contributed a lot of taxes to the Xuntian Division and the court. "

"There is such a thing." Jingtai sighed lightly:

"It's still my fault that the law is not perfect. Take note of my verbal instructions. In the near future, let Xun Tiansi be more cautious about the matter of destroying the family, and not go too far."

Naturally, he pretended to show Samantabhadra Bodhisattva this way. He hated Chen Yuan in his heart, but he also hated Buddhism. The imperial court had a lot of tolerance towards Buddhism before, and it has become more and more excessive in recent years.

can even incite the people

Now that Chen Yuan, a vicious dog, took a bite out of Buddha's body for him, he felt relieved, but Puxian represented Lingshan, so he couldn't show it.

"Yes, the old minister complies."

"Your Majesty, is this the end of the matter? Could it be that nearly a thousand lives in Guangming Temple are just for the inspector to investigate?" Puxian Bodhisattva frowned.

Jingtai looked at the other party's expression, his face was expressionless, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and immediately turned into agreement:

"There is some truth in what the national teacher said. If that is the case, then we will punish Marquis Wu'an with half a year's salary as a punishment. Unfortunately, if Marquis Wu'an violates the court laws, I will definitely cut his title."

Puxian Bodhisattva's eyes were cold, and Jingtai looked at each other for a while, put his hands together and said:

"Your Majesty distinguishes right from wrong, and the poor monk admires it. Little Leiyin Temple still has important matters, so the poor monk will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Pu Xian turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

He represents the majestic Lingshan, the sacred place of Buddhism, and it is no problem to respect the emperor on weekdays, but now that Guangming Temple is destroyed, it is just a light sentence of fine.

It can already be seen that the Sima family's tolerance for Buddhism is about to reach its limit.

That being the case, there is nothing more to say.

"Master, go slowly."

Jingtai said lightly.

After a while, when Pu Xian moved away, Cao Zhengxian asked in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, do you really want to punish Marquis Wu'an with half a year's salary?"

"I've been to Shuzhou for so long, but I haven't found the murderer who killed Lu Renjia. He even committed such a big thing. Naturally, he must be punished. Receive the reward, um, the half of Guangming Temple's extermination of the sect, and the headquarters of the altar, will be rewarded to him."

The combination of grace and power is the way of the emperor.

Chen Yuan was rebellious, he had to be suppressed all the time, but he couldn't be too hard, he had to do it step by step, and he couldn't give up until it completely entered his palm.

"The old minister obeys the order."

"Just now you came in in a hurry just to talk about the destruction of Guangming Temple?" Jingtai asked suddenly.

Cao Zhengxian shook his head, with a solemn look on his face:

"This matter is just a trivial matter. What the old minister wants to report to His Majesty is a major matter."

"What is it?"

"Wu Tianxi, the envoy of Huangzi of the Sky Survey Department, sent a secret report to the headquarters of the Sky Survey Department, and the governor Xiao sent someone to pass it on to the old minister, saying that there was a severe drought in many places in Youzhou, and there was a plague spreading, and the spread was extremely fast. According to statistics, so far Tens of thousands of civilians have been killed or injured.”

Jingtai's pupils shrank, and he punched the chopping board:

"Who spread the plague!"

Once the word "according to statistics" comes out, the real situation must be even worse. I am afraid that the number of casualties is far more than 10,000. The real number must be suppressed by the officials there.

"It's not known yet, the only ones who can be suspicious are the barbarians in the north."

"These bastards, Youzhou is adjacent to the grassland, don't they know that once the plague spreads, the death and injury in the grassland will be more serious?" Jingtai only feels that everything is not going well recently.

The things he had prepared before were delayed again and again at this moment, and things happened one after another, which even made him feel angry.

"Your Majesty calm down, the most urgent task now is to allocate funds to fight the drought, save the people, and prevent the plague from spreading to Liangzhou and Bingzhou."

"The previous pension rewards of the treasury and the internal treasury are almost exhausted."

Jingtai frowned.

Cao Zhengxian raised his head for a moment, it was normal for the treasury to be empty, after all, in recent years, all parts of the Jin Dynasty were unstable, and they had to support an army of over one million to guard against the barbarians and the monsters in the south.

But the inner treasury spent very little money except for the palace expenses and the construction of the mausoleum. He remembered that when Jingtai first came to the throne, there were countless gold, silver, and ingots in it.

How could it be consumed so quickly?

But he didn't open his mouth to ask, because as a person close to Jingtai, he vaguely understood that the emperor seemed to have a powerful influence in the Jianghu.

He must be planning something big.

"Your Majesty, please summon the elders of the clan to open the secret realm of the royal family, and use the imperial court's background to deal with the sudden disaster in Youzhou. The veterans think that someone must deliberately cause trouble in the thirteen prefectures of Jin Dynasty, so we must guard against it."

Jingtai pondered for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief:

"The heritage of the royal family cannot be changed. This matter is related to the country."

The world is the world of their Sima family. If the resources are insufficient and the strength of the Sima family cannot keep up, what can they do to stabilize the world?

"Could it be that Youzhou is left to fend for itself?"

Cao Zhengxian felt chills down his spine, and even a trace of unbearable flashed in his eyes.

The people are the foundation of the country, and sometimes a bad piece may spread to more places.

Jingtai closed his eyes and exhaled a foul breath:

"Pass down my decree, add gifts from Qing, Shu, Yun and Nanzhou, and then stop my imperial mausoleum for a while, first stop the spread of the plague in Youzhou, and those who are infected will not be cured, and will be burned on the spot"

"Your Majesty, the taxes in the southern states are already high enough, plus..." Cao Zhengxian seemed to have seen that the people below were driven to a desperate situation and raised their flags to rebel.

"As long as those powers in the rivers and lakes and the aristocratic families don't get involved, the common people will make troubles, and nothing big will happen."

"Your Majesty, this."

"What better way do you have?"

"The nobles of the capital." Cao Zhengxian raised his hand, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Compared with the mud legs below, the nobles in the capital are the real riches and nobles. If you copy a few more, it will almost be worth the money and food needed for the disaster relief in Youzhou this time.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Jingtai scolded.

The Sima family relied on the nobles in the capital and the powers of the rivers and lakes to join forces, and the attack on them in this matter may cause a chain reaction.

Never move until he is ready.

"The old minister made a slip of the tongue."

Cao Zhengxian sighed softly.

Jingtai looked ahead, a little melancholy, and said lightly:

"Let's suffer more and suffer the common people"

"The old minister obeys the order."

Jingtai pondered for a moment, then waved his hand: "Have someone go to the imperial dining room to prepare some spiritual porridge for me, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry too."

In Chunhua Palace, Yang Guifei, who was dressed in a brocade robe, leaned against the desk, the entire hall was empty, and all the maids were pushed back by him, so as not to disturb her.

The deep palace is quiet, the more it is in the dead of night, the more so it is. It would be fine if she had never seen the light, but she had seen the light not long ago and was full many times.

I also learned the true meaning of being full and hungry from that guy's mouth.

Concubine Yang has a jug of wine in her hand, and she takes a sip from time to time. She thought that she had endured loneliness for so many years, and even if she endured it for another year, it would not be a big deal.

Can.

Ever since Chen Yuan left, she has lived through the years, as if there were ants and insects biting her heart, making her suffer from the loneliness in the middle of the night again and again.

I'd rather be in Yuanlang's palm than be an imperial concubine.

This is the true portrayal of Yang Guifei's mood at the moment. She is really tired of the same life in the palace, and she always wants to change clothes and go out of the palace late at night.

It's a pity that there is no one in Hou's mansion.

With a long sigh, Concubine Yang drank the spiritual wine in her cup, recalling the delicious sea cucumber soup, and murmured in a low voice:

"When will I be able to eat again?"

"I'm full, I'm really full."

Tangshan Mansion, inside the Xuntian Hall.

Mrs. Xu was lying halfway in front of the table, she couldn't help herself from the welding smoke, she said that she was completely full and couldn't take any more.

Regardless of whether it's delicacies from mountains and seas or delicacies made from immortal brews, she doesn't want to move her chopsticks now.

"Hong'er, your elder sister Xu is full, would you like to have a taste?" Chen Yuan took a bowl of milky crucian carp soup and sat in front of Shangguan Hong.

Hope she gets a taste of cooking too.

But when Shangguan Hong saw Mrs. Xu smoking and drinking soup, how could she accept it?

Why are you so good at cooking!

Is this the horror of a body refiner?

I don't know how tired I am when I cook.

"No, no, I'm not married yet, no, no." Shangguan Hong pushed Chen Yuan away with a blushing face. After that, she didn't dare to stay, changed into new clothes, and quickly ran out of the hall.

"You frightened Sister Shangguan." Seeing the scene of Shangguan Hong fleeing in a hurry, Mrs. Xu, who came back to her senses, let out a laugh, and gave Chen Yuan a reproachful look.

She felt that Chen Yuan's nickname should not be Yao Dao, but the Wheel Demon.

"Sooner or later, we have to get used to the customs of our Chen family." Chen Yuan let out a breath and chuckled. Before swallowing the blood of the unicorn, Chen Yuan decided to relax again.

Face the strange beast Huo Qilin with the best posture.

"You came this time just to send Shangguan's sister over?" Mrs. Xu raised her head and glanced at the extraordinary and handsome Chen Yuan, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Of course not, there are important things to do in Tangshan this time."

"Can I know?"

"It's about practice." Chen Yuan replied.

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say much, Mrs. Xu was tactful and didn't ask any more questions. She just babbled about some recent affairs and the little apprentice Chen Yuan had accepted.

Since she was sent to Tangshan by Chen Yuan, she has been cultivating hard with Yueshan and others, and her cultivation level has increased a lot. She often visits her with some gifts.

The good name is the teacher's wife.

Seeing that he was pitiful, Mrs. Xu did not deny it, but instead gave him a lot of cultivation resources and advice.

"That kid's aptitude is not bad, and he may have great achievements in the future." Chen Yuan couldn't help but smile slightly when he thought about the little stone he met in Changshan Mansion.

That kid wandered around in the market, and he was good at storytelling, but he often cut chapters out of chapters, which made Yue Shan, who was listening to his heart's content, beat him up, but he still couldn't change his temperament.

"Then you should cultivate well and recruit a few more disciples, maybe they will be of great use in the future."

"Time waits for no one, and there is not so much free time to waste on disciples." Chen Yuan shook his head slowly. Compared with external forces, he believed in himself more.

"When will younger sister Yu Qingyan and Yan Shu arrive?"

"I don't know yet, it probably won't take too long."

"What is the relationship between you and sister Yu Qingyan?"

Thinking about Chen Yuan's reluctance to say anything before, Mrs. Xu became more and more curious, wanting to find out the truth.

"The secrets inside are too big to reveal. After a while, you will know." Chen Yuan replied.

"Oh."

"Madam, take a good rest, take on the current status of the old lady of the Chen family, and take care of Shangguan Hong more." Chen Yuan reminded, after all, he still didn't let Shangguan Hong learn to smoke badly today.

Just let her smell it and get used to it in advance.

"Leave now?"

Mrs. Xu was a little bit reluctant.

"Renrou Township is a tomb of heroes. It's okay to stay occasionally, but I won't spend my time on it until the big things happen, madam." Chen Yuan turned his head.

"Stop talking, I understand, let's go."

Mrs. Xu squeezed out a smile.

"Be patient for a while longer, and the days of peace in the world will not be too far away."

"I believe you."

"Ok."

Chen Yuan, who left Ruanrou Township, didn't even say hello to Shangguanhong. It won't take long for him to devour the Qilin's blood this time, as long as it is done.

On the way to Yukong, Chen Yuan woke up the sleeping Mo Luo, and asked him about the usage of the ice essence jade, and how to prepare Yunyun at that time.

This is the second time to devour the blood of a strange beast, except for drinking the blood of a monster snake in Tangshan.

And the last time was completely different from this time.

One is just a monster in the Condensation Realm, whose spiritual intelligence has not yet been fully activated, and the other is a natural and magical beast. The gap is too great.

The risk is also completely different.

According to Mo Luo, the fire unicorn is inherently sacred, and its strength can rival that of a true soul since its birth, and when it grows to the peak, it is an existence at the level of a peerless true monarch.

You don't even need to deliberately practice.

But a low lower limit also means a low upper limit. At least as far as he knew, there seemed to be no divine beast in the world that could break through the Sixth Realm without opening its spiritual intelligence similar to the fire unicorn.

I have basically been stuck in the fifth realm all my life.

It can be said that it is the blood of success, and the blood of failure.

However, this kind of divine beast also has another miracle, that is, its lifespan is extremely long, and even immortals cannot compare with the lifespan of these strange beasts.

Therefore, devouring the fire unicorn is a very difficult thing.

If it hadn't been for the great array of heaven and earth that wiped out the fire unicorn for more than two hundred years, even if Chen Yuan had the ice essence jade, he would not have suggested Chen Yuan to take risks. If he was not careful, he might burn himself under the fire of the gods.

Chen Yuan very much agrees with this point of view. After all, one must avoid doing things beyond one's own means. However, he also knows a word, the greater the danger, the greater the reward!

As long as he doesn't die, even if Huo Qilin has been worn down for more than two hundred years, his strength will definitely make a qualitative leap!

Supernatural powers! Refining God!

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Continue to ask for monthly tickets!

The big guys still have tickets in their hands, please don't take pity on the stones.

I can take it!

Also, don't raise books, brothers, can't you be satisfied with the daily 4D explosion?