Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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It's just that when Emperor Hongzhi was smiling, a bit of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth were rippling with bitterness.

He laughed, but he knew it was impossible. Doubling the grain production could still be called auspicious, but if the grain production increased by five or ten times, it would be classified as a fantasy.

If it is possible, unless it is a miracle.

It is precisely because this kind of thing is out of reach that I dreamed about it just now, but after looking forward to it, when I faced this reality, I could only laugh.

The smile on the corner of Emperor Hongzhi's mouth became more bitter.

The only thing to be proud of is that Fang Jifan and the prince finally did not lose face and made great contributions.

Emperor Hongzhi stood, perhaps because of too much work, his body looked a little hunched, and then he thought of something, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he gave orders in a cold voice.

"Let's dispatch the factory guards. Within ten days, I will wipe out the gang of beggars and capture the leader of the gang."

Previously, the imperial court did not dare to act rashly, because they were afraid of being cautious. Once they hit, they would go to great lengths, and a big fight would very likely cause public grievances. Now, this public grievance has disappeared for the time being, so it must be resolutely eradicated against the Huimen.

Xiao Jing and Mou Bin looked at each other, and they immediately felt a lot of pressure.

But he still had to say respectfully: "Observe the order."

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Ministry of Rites, Department of Daolu.

The head of the Daolu Department has already completed all the procedures, and even Li Chaowen's name has been deleted from the Daolu.

The last procedure should be to issue a letter to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

If there is no objection from Tianshi Mansion.

From then on, there will never be another Taoist named Li Chaowen in this world.

However, that thunderbolt from the blue sky made the principal named Wang Ming fall to the ground in an instant. He looked sideways, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the sky with a pale face.

Outside, there are dark clouds and strong winds.

Apparently, a heavy rain is coming.

Director Wang already felt that he was going crazy, and his eyes widened in horror.

It's going to rain.

He suddenly thought of the praying for rain in the East Palace.

Countless scenes flashed through my mind one after another.

His face was miserable, the corners of his mouth turned white, and his whole body was trembling, and then he remembered that not long ago, a small Taoist from Longquan Temple came to the Ministry of Rites and gave him a stack of Ming Dynasty treasure notes.

This treasure is still in his sleeve.

He clutched his cuffs fiercely, this treasure...

In the next moment, he couldn't help shivering, and then rushed to the office of the Ministry of Rites in a hurry.

On the surface, the Ministry of Rites has a low official position, but the Ministry of Rites has great power. Not only can it refute unreasonable orders given to the Ministry of Rites by the palace, but it also has the power to supervise the various departments of the Ministry of Rites.

The young man raised his eyes in some puzzlement, and saw Mr. Wang coming out of breath. He frowned slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly. He was about to ask, but he didn't speak yet.

Director Wang immediately angrily slapped a wad of Daming banknotes on the case in hand.

"Shameful!" Master Wang scolded righteously.

"The Taoists of Longquan Temple are so shameful that people outside Fang, in order to eliminate dissidents and attack their own fellows, actually sent people to send money to me. Daoji, scare!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth with a ferocious face.

"Zhang Chaoxian, a shameless person, a bitch, underestimates me, Wang Ming, as a person. He thinks that with money, he can buy this official, teach him to be a minion, and do such unconscionable things. Come and see. Look, here is the bribe he sent."

At this time, it seemed as if he couldn't be relieved no matter how much he scolded, Wang Ming's tone became vicious as he scolded and scolded.

"I, Wang Ming, have a bare-knuckle family. I love everything. The only thing I dislike the most is money. Can money be used to buy off imperial court officials? Can money... be used to teach ghosts to grind? He has eaten lard. Heart, has reached the point of insanity, smelly shameless!"

The young man was awe-inspiring, looking at the awe-inspiring Master Wang, he couldn't help admiring him.

He cheered up and comforted him with a smile.

"Master Wang calm down, what's the matter, let's talk about it in detail from beginning to end."

Director Wang slapped the copywriting, out of breath, and said coldly angrily.

"I can't explain it in detail. I am so angry that I am an official. I am an official, and I follow the principles of a saint. I have always refused money and wealth thousands of miles away. A Longquan temple is still a "superior" conferred by the imperial court. , I actually tried to bribe this official in vain, I am terrified when I think about it carefully, this world has become so corrupt, look, look, this is dirt, this official wants to catch it, but now people get the stolen goods, For such a shameless and despicable person, I, Wang Ming, cannot live with him!"

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The heavy rain was majestic.

Before Li Chaowen returned to the mountain, news spread that Junior Brother Li was about to be made a real person.

In fact, whether the news is true or not, it doesn't really matter. Now, when it rains, the imperial court will never be stingy with rewards. Longquan Temple is full of glory.

But in Luzu Palace, Zhang Chaoxian spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his wrinkled face was completely bloodless, as white as a piece of paper, very ugly.

His side is already surrounded by

Many upright and awe-inspiring juniors.

"Senior brother! I can't help it anymore. Usually you do a lot of evil and make this Longquan temple a mess. All the juniors dare not speak out. You act arbitrarily, but the law of heaven recurs, and the retribution is not good. We are all cultivators. You can bear it for a while, but you can't bear it forever. You said to yourself, how much property you are greedy for, don't deny it. You have been repairing and repairing the Zhuangzi of the old house in Baoding. Where is the money? here?"

The junior brothers already understood Zhang Chaoxian's situation at this moment, so they naturally wouldn't be polite to him, and they attacked him with dignity.

"You stole Widow Zhang. I know about it. Widow Zhang has no one to rely on. The man in the family is dead. If you see an opportunity, you will run there every few days."

"We cultivators, how can we allow such a black sheep, you have made a few of your nephews into Taoism, and they eat and drink spicy food in the temple. Do you think others don't know? I heard them secretly calling you uncle. "

"Shameless!"

"Pooh!"

All of a sudden, there were countless scandals, some of them were not, and everyone was talking about it, as if they were possessed by a true moral king all of a sudden, they were all full of disdain for Zhang Chaoxian.

"We must report to Master, and drive this black sheep out of the gate."

"I also heard that he wants to buy a channel recorder to harm our Junior Brother Chaowen!"

“Something worse than a dog!”

Zhang Chaoxian couldn't argue with his words, he just felt very stuffy, he held his chest and looked at the juniors surrounding him, he knew that if he refuted a word, he would probably fight with fists, the prestige accumulated in the past was wiped out now, so He was frightened and angry, and blood spurted out like a canopy.

"puff……"

Blood was spilled all over the ground, and also on his body, soaking his Taoist robe. He looked extremely embarrassed, but no one sympathized with him, except for crusade, they were insulting.

"Brother, your days are over."

"A dirty person like you shouldn't stay in our Longquan Temple."

Zhang Chaoxian could only hold his chest and tremble, but at this moment, a little Taoist priest hurried up the mountain and came to Luzu Hall.

"Uncle Chaowen is going up the mountain."

When they heard that Junior Brother Chaowen had returned, all the Taoists were overjoyed, and they rushed to the mountain gate in the rain instead of holding an umbrella.

In the distance, a sedan chair came slowly, and the sedan chair fell. Before Li Chaowen got out of the sedan chair, a little Taoist priest in the rain opened an oil umbrella and stood in front of the sedan chair, but he was already drowned.

Li Chaowen got off the sedan chair and walked a few steps slowly. The little Taoist priest followed him step by step with an umbrella in his hand. Although the rain was heavy, it didn't fall on Li Chaowen at all.

Braving the rain, all the Taoist priests bowed to Li Chaowen in embarrassment: "I've seen senior brother (brother)..."

Li Chaowen put his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, without the corner of his eyes falling on them, because he knew that from this moment on, his life was completely different.

There is no need to be polite to these seniors, juniors, and nephews.

He looked into the Taoist temple, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly to everyone: "Oh, you have worked hard."

The tone is light and fluttering, very lazy.

"Brother..." A Taoist stepped forward and said flatteringly.

"Brother, please climb the mountain. Master is still meditating, but thinking about it, I will see you soon. And... Zhang Chaoxian, who is not as good as a dog, has troubled our Longquan Temple for many years. Now, the matter has been revealed, and I still need to be dealt with by my brother... Brother, you must be hungry, in the dining hall..."

Li Chaowen slowly stretched out the hand behind his back, pressed it, and spoke calmly.

"Okay, I'm not hungry."

In a blink of an eye, the person who used to call himself Xiaodao has now called himself me.

But everyone didn't have the slightest sense of disobedience. Looking at this senior brother (brother) Chaowen at this time, there was an extra majesty, just like Zhang Chaoxian back then, with admiration and respect in his eyes.

Everyone laughed one after another: "Xiao Dao admires it very much..."

"Don't say these flattering words." Li Chaowen put his hands back on his waist again, his voice is softer than before, and he speaks slowly, not because of weak breath, but because... From now on, he will speak when he speaks. It is only as big as a mosquito, and everyone in Longquan Temple has to listen with their ears open except the master.

Because... he... was the man who once called the wind and rain...

He sighed deeply in his heart, it's really different now, he twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said to everyone with a half-smile.

"I'm not Zhang Chaoxian. I don't like to hear these flattery words. We cultivators should be more indifferent and don't be secular."

Every word he said was accompanied by the sound of rain, but all the brothers and sisters tried their best to hear his words clearly.

When he finished speaking, everyone applauded: "That's right, senior brother (brother) is high-spirited, indifferent to fame and fortune, saves the people and the common people, has profound Taoism, not as good as the low way, admire, admire..."

Li Chaowen didn't have the slightest expression fluctuation on his face, he raised his head and spoke out lightly.

"Go up the mountain."

But at this moment.

But the sound of horseshoes sounded.

The fast horse hurried, and all the Taoists looked at the sound of the horse's hooves.

The person who came was Deng Jian who was in front of Fang Jifan.

Deng Jian was ordered to convey the instructions of his young master. He was out of breath, wearing a coir raincoat, and galloped on the horse. When he reached the gate of the mountain, he got off his horse and said, "Which one is Daoren Li? I am ordered by Uncle Xin

, come here..."

Uncle Xin...

Hearing the words Xin Xinbo, Li Chaowen, who had just had his hands behind his back, slapped and knelt at Deng Jian's feet.

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