Missy, She Always Does Not Seek To Make Progress

 The sun rises and the moon sets, and the years fly by.

In the 20th year of Kangping, under the governance of Emperor Kangping, Dafeng has transformed from the devastated and troubled times into a prosperous and great country where the people live and work in peace and contentment.

When it comes to Emperor Kangping, people's comments are mixed. The nobles of the aristocratic families feared him more than they respected him, because during his twenty years as emperor, most of the national policies he set were beneficial to the middle class and poor families. This is tantamount to The interests of noble families were harmed, so they were naturally dissatisfied. However, Emperor Kangping was not a soft-spoken man. He used tough methods. He dared to weaken the family and also dared to confront the family.

And he has this confidence, all because he has the support of millions of heroes from Dafeng. Yes, Emperor Kangping is the only one since the founding of Dafeng who does not have complete control of the military power, but can direct the armies in all areas of Dafeng. There are emperors everywhere. It is true that the noble family is a behemoth, but does it dare to compete with millions of armed forces?

Because of this, although the nobles of the family were dissatisfied, they did not dare to arbitrarily confront the imperial power. Emperor Kangping was able to flex his muscles and manage Dafeng in an orderly manner, making it a great country that hundreds of countries came to congratulate.

 He was strong in government but loved the people, so he was naturally loved by the people and hoped that such a good emperor would live forever.

 However, there are always times when things go against your wishes.

In the late autumn of October of the 20th year of Kangping, Emperor Kangping became seriously ill, and Dafeng once again ushered in the moment when the dynasty was about to change.

In fact, many distinguished families were looking forward to this, because after Emperor Kangping ascended the throne, he refused to draft the draft on the grounds of observing filial piety. Later, after the period of filial piety, he refused to draft due to busy state affairs, poor health, and lack of energy. Refuse to choose.

When the prince reached the age of fifteen, he decided on the prince's concubine and two concubines in one breath. When the prince got married on his sixteenth birthday, he announced that he would never be drafted, so his harem consisted of a deceased woman. Queen Jingmin, two childless concubines.

In fact, the courtiers had already guessed that Emperor Kangping was dedicated to governing the country and would never bother with the love of his children, so he had already worked hard to have a girl.

Emperor Kangping didn't want to have a harem, so the prince would do it. When the prince got married, he had one concubine and two concubines. Later, the emperor's grandson was born, and new people entered the east palace. They were relieved.

 It would be better for the prince not to imitate his father.

At present, Emperor Kangping is about to go on a grand tour. On the surface, everyone is sad, but in fact, it is hard to say how many people are secretly happy in their hearts.

Teng Zhao also appeared in the palace. He came specially to see off Emperor Kang Ping and pick up his destined apprentice.

Although Emperor Kangping has been on the throne for twenty years, he has not yet reached the age of knowing his destiny. This is just because his vitality was damaged during the war between evil spirits. Although he has been carefully recuperating these years, he has damaged his roots and has been busy with state affairs. In terms of life span, it is naturally not long.

Emperor Kang Ping himself had already known this. He acted very calmly about the upcoming great success, and even laughed when he saw Teng Zhao.

"I am very lucky that you can give me a ride." Emperor Kangping, who looked older than his actual age, was very pleased.

Teng Zhao handed over a jade vase and said: "This ginseng pill is made from thousand-year-old ginseng. It can also extend your life for one year."

Emperor Kangping was startled and then shook his head: "No need, I know my body best and I can't bear it anymore. I have been the emperor for twenty years, and Dafeng is now prosperous and peaceful. It can be regarded as worthy of your master's trust back then. It’s true that she formed such a powerful team for this world.”

Back then, Qin Liuxi approached him and offered him a fortune. He accepted it and became the master of the country within a few years. There was no trace of sloppiness. It was indeed a fortune, but she also said that this wealth was actually There was a big hole and it was a mess.

The fact is as she said, this wealth is leaking. In the first few years, he was trembling with fear, not only learning how to govern the country, but also thinking about how to revitalize the business. It can be said that he spent all his energy and heart.

 Nothing else, just to live up to Qin Liuxi's trust.

Yes, he figured it out later. Rather than saying that Qin Liuxi gave this wealth to him, it would be better to say that she entrusted the world to him. Otherwise, there would be so many people for her to choose from, why? Is it him?

 Fortunately, he lived up to the man's trust.

 He can leave with peace of mind.

Although he didn't answer it, Teng Zhao still put the shendan on his pillow and said: "I heard that every emperor is unwilling to die. Are you not afraid of death? And this country is not afraid of your descendants. Can’t keep it?”

"I'm tired." A faint smile appeared on Qi Qian's wrinkled face: "Actually, I never thought about the Lord of the World from the beginning to the end. When your master found me, he did it forcefully. Fortunately, there was no shame. As for this Long Live the Emperor, Long Live the Emperor, is it really impossible? Just as it is impossible for the Emperor to live forever, how can the Jiangshan only have the surname Qi for generations to come?”

Qi Qian looked at the carvings on the dragon bed and said: "If this country can be named Qi, it can naturally be named something else. If I guard it, my mission will be completed. Whether future generations can guard it, I can't control it? Then It's all about luck. If Qi's luck comes to an end, it won't be his turn to make the rules. I will teach him everything he needs to do. From now on, it's up to the next generation to decide what happens to the country."

 “You are very open-minded.”

Qi Qian said: "It would be a lie to say that I have no regrets. My only regret is that I can never wait for your master to return. If she can send me away, I will have no regrets in this life."

Teng Zhao was silent for twenty years, but the fire of karma was still missing.

"You have done enough for her. Master's spirit in heaven will be pleased."

Qi Qian was frugal in his life. His harem was clean, he did not spend much, and he was not extravagant and wasteful. The only thing he spent a lot of money on was building a temple for Qin Liuxi, making a golden body, honoring him as the Immortal King, and offering incense and incense to the world. Extremely prosperous.

"When she comes back, remember to tell me that I have lived up to her trust." The medicine wore off and Qi Qian gradually became weak.

Teng Zhao said okay, couldn't help it, and quietly used a bit of spiritual power to pass over.

Qi Qian felt it and shook his head slightly, saying not to waste it.

 “Your Majesty, the Fourth Young Master has brought us.”

 “Xuan.”

Teng Zhao sat upright and looked at the entrance of the dormitory. A young **** walked in with a round, stupid-looking child.

The child was only five or six years old, but he was so fat that his eyes were squeezed into slits. His clothes were about to burst when he was wearing them. His face was bruised and black. He looked very miserable. He didn't know where he fell. .

too fat!

Teng Zhao frowned.

This fatness is not really fat, it is puffiness, but it is caused by the accumulation of various supplements.

And his destiny was even worse, the kind of unlucky one, with all four pillars and eight characters missing, and the five elements Yin and Yang were in conflict. When he was born, he encountered a life-and-death crisis. His mother had a difficult delivery and almost died of suffocation in the birth canal. When she fell, she only He was finally able to save his life, but it took a lot of manpower and energy to maintain it. However, despite this, various illnesses and pains came one after another, and the medicine jar was never left.

I managed to survive until the age of five, all thanks to the protection of my imperial energy. However, starting from the age of five, I began to experience various dangers. I would fall over when I walked, and I would drown even if someone was in front of me while taking a bath. , when his brothers fight, he will be the one who suffers. In short, he is born unlucky. After realizing this, naturally no one dared to play with him for fear of getting caught in bad luck.

In a cannibalistic place like the palace, children without the protection of their mothers are the most disadvantaged. With Qi Mingyun's physique, it was only after Qi Qian found out about it that he specifically confessed it. Only then could he have the luck to live to this age. Otherwise, a day's decoction would be enough. If he couldn't keep up, he might die young. How could he become such a fat man?

Teng Zhao has a headache and feels disgusted. Can he be replaced by another apprentice? This kid is a big trouble, and he hates trouble.

But the master said that he was destined to have only one disciple. This year, he felt that master and disciple were related, so he started to do divination and found that the man was actually in the palace. I can’t believe it. He is fatter than last time.

Qi Mingyun knelt down and saluted Qi Qian, looked at him with some fear, and asked stumblingly: "Grandfather, are you feeling better? I don't know what it means to call your grandson here?"

 After saying two more words in this salute, he was out of breath and looked very tired.

When Teng Zhao saw it, he felt his temples twitching and his head hurt.

 However, after meeting, the causal lines between the two people were instantly connected, and he had no choice but to believe it.

Qi Qian pointed at Teng Zhao and said, "Ming Yun, would you like to enter Taoism with this immortal?"

He also didn’t expect that someone of his bloodline would become a Taoist, and he was still Teng Zhao’s disciple. When he proposed to accept this young boy as his disciple, he once wondered if he had heard wrongly.

 Is there anything special about this child?

 Qi Mingyun blinked and asked, "What is the Tao?"

　　"Is to go to the Taoist temple to learn the five arts of Taoism, that is, to become a monk."

Qi Mingyun was stunned. Is it the kind of monk who cannot eat meat?

He lowered his head, so is he destined to be the unwanted child?

Teng Zhao looked at the obviously ill-fitting and old clothes on the child and said, "My child, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

Qi Mingyun grabbed the corners of his clothes and quietly glanced at Teng Zhao without saying a word.

The man in front of me is a monk, but he is not bald. Although he is wearing a plain robe, there are some strange patterns embroidered on the robe, and his hair is pinned with a wooden hairpin.

He is young and handsome, with a very cold demeanor. He does not look like a monk. He gives the impression that he is very powerful, even more powerful than the imperial grandfather.

 He looks very stern!

Seeing that he remained silent, Teng Zhao said, "You will only survive if you become a Taoist. Otherwise, according to your destiny, you will not be ten years old."

Qi Qian is still alive, and the people below are worried that he will not know when he will think of this grandson, and dare not do anything to the child. But if Qi Qian dies, this poor baby, with his unlucky fate, will not survive. Not long.

 Qi Mingyun turned pale. Although he was young, he knew what life and death meant.

 He looked at Qi Qian, wanting to seek comfort.

Qi Qian's eyes were kind and he said: "Xuan Yi Zhenren is a man of great ability. His master is the Immortal Lord Wuqi in the Red Lotus Temple. You are a person with great blessings, so you have this opportunity to become His disciple. Go and worship the master. Once you enter the Tao, you will no longer be a member of the royal family. Follow the master to practice and enlightenment. Don't get involved in worldly affairs, especially royal affairs. Don't worry about it. Don't listen to it. It's none of your business. It’s useless. Once you cultivate the Tao, you will have the final say.”

After hearing this, Qi Mingyun pursed her slightly pale mouth, knelt down to him, and kowtowed three times: "Then my grandson Mingyun bids farewell to the emperor's grandfather. I wish the emperor's grandfather good health and long live long live."

Three ringings made his forehead turn red. After he stood up, he knelt down in front of Teng Zhao and said, "Disciple pays homage to master."

"Okay, from now on, your Taoist name will be Changdu, ferrying people, ferrying yourself, and ferrying sentient beings." Teng Zhao touched his head and said: "You are also the sixth generation direct disciple of Qingping Temple. You have been trained by your master. Dare to Anyone who rebels against our sect will be punished to death, remember this!"

Qi Mingyun, no, from now on it should be called Changdu. He felt a warmth on his forehead, as if something entered from the top of his head and then spread throughout his body. It was warm and very comfortable.

Is this a blessing from touching the top? In this case, there seems to be nothing wrong with cultivating Taoism. If you don’t eat meat, don’t eat meat.

Later he learned that it was called spiritual power, and it was also called merit.

Just like when his master accepted a disciple, he also gave him a ray of merit while giving him a name. This is a blessing and a talisman. He will do the same in the future. This is inheritance.

Teng Zhao looked at his apprentice's chubby and soft face. Through him, he seemed to see himself back then, and his eyes were slightly warm.

Master, it has been twenty years, and my disciple has a disciple to pass on to him. Can you embark on your return journey?

In November of the 20th year of Kangping, Emperor Kangping died. In the winter of the same year, the prince's fourth son died of illness. The following year, the prince ascended the throne and changed his reign to Yongyan.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, Teng Zhao once again came out of the underworld disappointed and took his new disciples to the tomb in Qin Liuxi.

Feng Xiu was leaning in front of the stone tablet that had traces of time as always. When he heard the footsteps, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the child beside Teng Zhao, feeling very disgusted.

Teng Zhao stepped forward and offered his master a round of wine. He then asked Changdu to kneel down and kowtow, telling him who the monument was erected for.

Changdu's little face was so white that he didn't understand why he came to this strange-looking place in the blink of an eye from Qingping Temple. When the master asked him to close his eyes, he closed them obediently. He felt a chill all over his body, like A ghost touched him.

But he was an honest boy. When Teng Zhao asked him to kneel down, he knelt down and paid homage to his master. He also followed Teng Zhao's example and drank a libation. After the round of libations, he fainted on the snow.

 Feng Xiu’s mouth twitched: “Apprentice? Weak chicken!”

Teng Zhao said helplessly: "Master said that you can only have one disciple, and it's him."

Fengxiu snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that before your master comes back, he will report to the Palace of Hell. It's hard to say whether he will see you or not."

Teng Zhao had long been accustomed to his venomous words, so he turned around and went to catch his apprentice.

Changdu himself had already woken up. He looked at Feng Xiu with some dissatisfaction and said, "I can see it."

"What?"

Changdu clenched his fists and said, "I said, I can see the master."

 She also said that she has a long life.

 Feng Xiu was startled and looked at each other with Teng Zhao. They both looked at the stone tablet at the same time.

 “This, this word just disappeared, right?”

Fengxiu pointed to the words on the stone tablet, the word Qin, suddenly missing a stroke.

 Either she saw a ghost, or she was on her way home? (End of chapter)