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Volume 1 The Divine Sculpture Chapter 122 The Vertical Arch

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    Chapter 122 Vertical Arch

    The two walked nearly a hundred steps along the ground paved with green bricks, stepped through two small yellow doors, and arrived in front of the inner hall of Chui Gong Hall.

    The two Ouchi guards standing by the doors on both sides opened the golden velvet curtains embroidered with nine dragons. Without saying anything, they faced the hot air and smelled the faint sandalwood. They lowered their eyelids slightly, lowered their heads and walked quietly.  Went in.

    The Chui Gong Hall is where officials handle government affairs and summon ministers on weekdays. It is not as empty and majestic as the Chongzheng Hall. Instead, it makes people feel a bit warm. However, this kind of warmth is only for officials, and not for the ministers.  It is said that where the official family is, that is where the dragon's power comes.

    Behind the sandalwood dragon case at the end of the due north, facing south, sits an old man with bright yellow clothes and a clear face. He has sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples, red and phoenix eyes, and a plump nose. He is really like a dragon and a phoenix. At this time, he is frowning and writing, reviewing  There was a pile of memorials on the desk, and there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.

    "Your Majesty Ye Qingdie, come back to life!" Ye Qingdie knelt down at the foot of the jade steps in front of the Dragon Case, with a graceful and elegant posture.

    The eunuchs in the Song Dynasty were not called father-in-laws as later generations did. They had their own ranks and formed separate systems with civil and military officials. They were only suppressed by the laws of their ancestors and could not exceed the fifth rank. However, as people around the emperor, they  The theory of grades cannot be compared with the outside world. The degree of favor from the saints is the standard of measurement.

    "Well, get up!" Lizong, who was dressed in a bright yellow brocade robe, slowly put down his ink brush, rubbed the center of his eyebrows vigorously, and looked at Ye Qingdie who was standing up, his eyes still clear, with a stagnant majesty in his lack of joy and anger:  "Find out what's going on?!"

    "I'm scared. This matter has something to do with Prince Rui. Prince Rui said that he would personally report it to Your Majesty." Ye Qingdie lowered her head, looking deeply ashamed of her inability to do things well.

    "Oh?" Lizong's long eyebrows moved and his body leaned forward slightly, "Brother Liu Wang is actually related to this matter?"

    "Yes, according to my observation, it seems that the place where the lightning struck was the backyard of Prince Rui's Mansion. Prince Rui must know the secret!" Ye Qingdie bowed and reported respectfully.

    "Well, it's interesting. If it's the eighteenth brother who caused these things, it's very possible. He likes weird things the most, but the sixth brother has always been cautious and self-disciplinedAlas! Could it be Rou'er?  ?¡±

    Lizong stood up, left the dragon chair behind the case, went down the jade steps, took a few steps on the red carpet in front of Ye Qingdie with his hands behind his back, thinking in his heart, and his expression changed slightly.

    "How does Prince Rui look?" Lizong, who was pacing, suddenly turned around and asked Ye Qingdie, who was looking down with his eyebrows lowered.

    "Prince Rui is bright and clear, his face is red, and he seems to be happy." Ye Qingdie carefully looked at the official's face and answered with extreme caution.

    Lizong's eyes were focused, and he looked deeply at Ye Qingdie, as if he wanted to find out the authenticity of his words from his face. The majestic aura made Ye Qingdie feel awe-inspiring.

    Lizong felt a little ominous in his heart and paced even more quickly: Could it be that Rou'er is already gone? Brother Sixth Prince can't stand such excitement, is he going crazy after gaining and losing?  !

    He never thought that Princess Lianrou's illness could be cured. The Imperial Physician of Ouchi, the Taoist Master of Sanshan, and the ministers of Nei Nei. These strange people in this world were all powerless to cure Lianrou's illness. That was tantamount to a sentence.  Although everyone above tried their best to save her, they could only delay her death. Alas, the fate of the flower-like Rou'er was too unlucky!

    "Qingdie, you go, Prince Chuanrui is going to see you right away!" Lizong paced a few steps hurriedly, paused, waved to Ye Qingdie, who was standing in front of him, and ordered in a deep voice.

    Ye Qingdie knelt down to accept the order and stepped out with brisk steps.

    "Alas¡ª¡ª!" Lizong let out a long sigh, which originally went straight between the sword eyebrows on his long temples. The vertical lines were faint, and there was something unspeakable about sadness and age.

    The fortunes of the country are not prosperous, the wind and rain are precarious, and the mountains and rivers are broken. Even though he is worried and worried, he is unable to turn the tide. This deep feeling of powerlessness often makes him wake up in the middle of the night and roll off the dragon bed, haha knowing that he can't do anything.  Doing this is called bravery, and I can be considered a brave man, alas¡ª¡ª!  How will future generations, the iron pen of history books, comment on me?  !

    "Mr. Chen, tell me, what's going on with this strange phenomenon in the sky today?" Lizong put his hands behind his hands, his clear beard under his chin slightly stained with frost, and his slender figure exuded a compelling majesty. He faced Wu.  The person in the palace asked slowly, seeming to be talking to himself.

    A tall figure suddenly appeared from behind the vermilion column in the hall, appearing five or six steps behind Lizong.

    His face was downcast, his back was slightly hunched, as if he had been bowing, and his voice was kind and round, and indescribably strange and sweet: "Your Majesty, according to my speculation, someone is using Taoist magic"

    His voice sounded both old and young, and he cherished every word like gold, as if every word had been carefully considered, and his tone carried an aura of conviction.

    "Magic?" Lizong turned around suddenly,Looking at the old man with drooping eyebrows, there was a bit of sarcasm on his slender face: "Haha, Mr. Chen is telling me that that is a magic -?!"

    "The old minister is just speculating wind, thunder, lightning, and yin, these four shouts resound throughout the city. Even the old minister and Xiao Dong do not have this skill!"

    The strange and mellow voice was unhurried and calm. It was obvious that Mr. Chen was not frightened by favors and humiliations and had a very deep knowledge of cultivating his energy.

    "I never believe in any magic!" Lizong waved his hand vigorously, and Long Yan, still sarcastic, shouted loudly, but the architectural designs of Chuigong Hall and Chongzheng Hall were completely different. The former silenced and lowered the voice, while the latter kept the tone  Amplified, his shouts were not deafening.

    "Those so-called Taoist spells are just fooling the ignorant people. I have never seen any magical spells that manifest their magic! In the three mountains of Longhu, Maoshan, and Gezao, how has the prayers for rain and prayers by their masters ever come true?!  "

    Lizong waved his arms, with a faint air of madness. Regarding Taoist magic, he hated it and complained about its powerlessness.

    The emperors of the Song Dynasty had unprecedented respect for Taoism. Unfortunately, they could not change the trend of half of the country's decline. Those so-called Taoist masters were nothing more than nonsense.

    Therefore, since the beginning of Li Zong's reign, although he did not suppress Taoism, he did not advocate it, and governed by doing nothing. That was the method used when foreign troubles were minor. Now that the country is weak, the only way is to promote Confucianism, like Zhu Xi, a great scholar of the generation.  This is Dong Zhongshu of the Song Dynasty, whose theory is worth advocating.

    Mr. Chen bowed his head and said nothing, making it impossible to see his face clearly. Although his martial arts had reached an advanced level, he had never seen such power. Only in ancient myths could such a thing appear.  Wait for the incredible sight.

    Although he is not proficient in Taoist magic, it is not nonsense. The abnormality when casting the magic can be felt by his extraordinary martial arts. It is just that the person who cast the magic is not skilled enough to show it on the outside.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????? out out out of the shadows, he slowly retreated into the shadows.

    After two cups of tea, Lizong felt a little tired from pacing, so he returned to the dragon chair, picked up the crispy yellow snacks on the silver plate on the table and put it into his mouth.

    "Your Majesty, Prince Rui is asking for an audience outside the palace!" A clear and clear voice with a hint of sharpness sounded outside the inner palace.

    "Xuan!" Lizong perked up and said that Cao Cao would be here just in time. He picked up the tea cup that was still warm, took a sip of tea, and swallowed the snack in his mouth.

    Because of the ancestral instruction, eunuchs are not allowed to participate in state affairs and confidential matters, so there are no eunuchs in the Chui Gong Hall. Except for the eunuchs who serve in secret and guard in the dark, the rest of the guards are outside the inner hall, waiting to be dispatched.

    The golden curtain flashed, and a burly purple figure stepped into the inner hall. As he walked, he walked like a dragon and a tiger, with a formidable bearing. It was none other than the majestic Prince Rui.

    "I see your Majesty!" Prince Rui, who was dressed in purple robe and wearing a jade fish bag, did not need to kneel before the audience, but only bowed.

    "Sixth brother, there is no need to be polite!" Lizong left the dragon chair and went down the steps to Prince Rui. He supported him with both hands while Danfeng looked at Prince Rui's face and expression with his eyes.

    "Haha, Qingdie said that Sixth Brother's face was red and beaming with joy. I haven't believed it yet Sixth Brother is really happy, right?!"

    Lizong's expression when he saw King Rui was indeed different from before. His square face, unlike his hardness, was much softer, which made people feel comfortable.

    ¡°Thanks to His Majesty¡¯s great blessing, Rou¡¯er is finally saved this time!¡±

    Even though King Rui was normally dignified and self-respecting, he couldn't help but smile toothily at this time. His eyebrows moved slightly, which was a bit funny. He was used to seeing his stern face, but when he saw his smile, he suddenly smiled.  On the contrary, Lizong was a little uncomfortable with it.

    ¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Lizong was stunned, thinking that he heard wrongly, and couldn¡¯t help but ask: ¡°Sixth Brother is saying Rou¡¯er can be saved?!¡±

    "Exactly, Your Majesty, my Rou'er is finally saved! Haha" King Rui couldn't help but laugh. He was quite embarrassed and did not regard Chui Gong Hall as a serious place.

    While the princess was cooking, Prince Rui left Prince Rong to read in the hall. He then went to the palace to report the matter to the officials. Maybe when he returned to the palace, the princess would finish her meal.  meal.

    Along the way, I recalled what seemed like a dream. The more I thought about it, the more unbelievable it became, and the more exciting it became. Finally, I vented it out in front of the officials.

    "Haha, it's rare for Sixth Brother to be happy." Lizong couldn't help but feel a little joyful in his heart when he saw the usually majestic Sixth Brother acting like this. He shouted loudly to the outside of the hall, "It's so expensive, let's serve the wine!"

    Smoothly, he pulled King Rui to sit in the wicker chair on the east side and said with a smile, "Let me have a drink with Sixth Brother to congratulate Rou'er for being saved!"

    "Okay,it's just that His Majesty's dragon body is important. Let's just have a small drink"Alas, the wonders of the world often come out of nowhere, and this time I have a deep understanding of the unpredictable fate!  "

    Prince Rui did not refuse, but he was disrespectful to the official's intentions. However, in recent years, the official's health has not been as good as before. The imperial doctor once strongly advised his majesty to drink less.

    A little yellow man in soap clothes was holding a silver plate, walked towards them with small steps, put down the silver plate, filled two silver cups with dragon patterns, then bowed and left.

    The two silver cups are extremely small and can only hold a sip of wine. This is because the emperor's dragon body is not suitable for drinking, so he deliberately used these small cups.

    The two sat next to each other, touched the silver cups lightly, and drank the whole drink in one gulp. Lizong wanted to pour more wine, but Prince Rui blocked him and he didn't want to drink anymore.

    In the Song Dynasty, there was an ancestral law not to kill officials who spoke out. There was almost no death penalty for civil servants, and they mostly used removal and removal as punishment. Therefore, towards the emperor, officials were not as obedient as in later generations, and they did not refute the emperor's words.  Strange things.

    "Sixth Brother, I didn't expect that there is someone in the world who can really cure Rou'er!" Lizong took his hand away from the silver flask and no longer forced himself to drink. The curiosity in his heart was aroused by the wine, which was quite difficult to suppress.

    "Haha, thanks to the Eighteenth Brother for this matter,the Eighteenth Brother met a strange man, and fortunately this person happened to come to Xingzai these days, so the Eighteenth Brother asked him to save Rou'er."

    Prince Rui's face was full of smiles, he shook his head, and he was very happy. He also knew that making friends with such strange people was like holding a sacred weapon of the country, which would inevitably make the officials suspicious, so he naturally blamed Prince Rong. He is the closest person in the world today.  This person is also the biological father of the prince, which is the most reassuring to the officials.

    "Is this someone the eighteenth brother met? Ha, he is so idle all day long and only likes fishing. What kind of strange people can he meet?! Haha"

    Lizong couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, and was a little puzzled. While taking the tea cup handed by the chamberlain, he treated Prince Rong lightly as a compatriot. Lizong was extremely affectionate in his heart. Although he was full of derogatory words, he couldn't hide the tone in his tone.  happy.

    "It's the eighteenth brother!  If there is no eighteenth brother this time, Rou'er may not be able to escape again!  Alas, I feel scared just thinking about it!"

    King Rui patted his thigh and sighed with regret. Although he looked serious and solemn, he was not a rigid person. Knowing that His Majesty liked the eighteenth brother, he naturally praised the eighteenth brother's contribution.

    "Hey, what credit does he have?! He's full of money, how can he save people!" Lizong put down the official kiln tea cup that was as white as snow and waved his hand.

    "My brother is not lying. Mr. Zixu is extremely cold and indifferent. He takes life and death very lightly, and he also regards fame and fortune as nothing. If it weren't for the kindness of my eighteenth brother, I'm afraid he wouldn't even look at me.  ! Not to mention that I won¡¯t bother to cast spells to save Rou¡¯er for no reason.¡±

    King Rui also drank some tea and put down the tea cup, his tone unabated with a hint of admiration for Wang Zixu.

    "Sixth brother, the strange scene in the sky just now was caused by Mr. Zixu?" Lizong's gentle and lazy face gradually faded.

    "Exactly, Alas! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there really are people with such magical powers in the world. It turns out that those Taoist spells are not imaginary!" Prince Rui stroked his beard and sighed, with admiration in his eyes.  Full of surprise, even a bit of fascination.

    Lizong remained silent, the look in Danfeng's eyes became more and more intense, and he looked deeply into King Rui's eyes, as if to distinguish between true and false, but the look of doubt on his face did not disappear.

    King Rui also knew that officials never believed in Taoism. Looking at his expression, you could tell that he was still suspicious.

    Facts speak louder than words. In the past, I had no words for strange powers and deranged spirits. I believed in Taoist health preservation, but I also dismissed Taoist magic.

    It is natural that the officials do not believe it.

    "Is it true that Sixth Brother saw it with his own eyes?" At this time, Lizong's face had no trace of smile and was full of solemnity, and the majesty of the emperor was fully demonstrated.

    "Exactly, your Majesty knows that I have built a altar in the back garden, right? It was built last year when praying for rain for Master Zhang. Your Majesty even went to watch the altar at that time."

    "Well, look at my memory!  Alas, I am getting old, and my memory is getting worse and worse. By the way, that altar has not been broken down yet?" Lizong rubbed the center of his brows vigorously again, sighing at the ruthlessness of time.

    "Mr. Zixu cast the spell on that altar He didn't use any sacrifices or talismans, just a wooden sword. Considering Rou'er's innocence, he kept his eyes covered.  "Prince Rui picked up the snow-white tea cup, took a sip of tea, and moistened his throat.

    His face was full of excitement and energy, and he continued: "He stood like that, waved his wooden sword, and shouted "Wind". Suddenly a strong wind suddenly rose, and dark clouds covered the sun. Then he waved his wooden sword and shouted "Wind"."  "Thunder", thunder roared in the sky, and then he shouted "flash", and dozens of lightnings appeared in the clouds obediently Mr. Zixu shouted "yin" again, and there were flashes in the skyLike an obedient little snake, they struck his wooden sword one after another. He took advantage of the opportunity and slapped Rou'er. All the lightning in the sky was absorbed by him, and then he finished casting the spell and returned to Yun Dan Feng Qing.  The weather, Brother Chen was standing on the Guanyu Pavilion at that time, and the shock in his heart was really hard to express!  "

    "Is it that magical?" Lizong felt like he was reading "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and "The Legend of the Gods" with a smile on his face.

    "I will never dare to say anything false. I haven't said anything about its earth-shattering appearance. If I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I will never dare to say such unimaginable things!"

    Prince Rui was neither impatient nor impatient. He just spoke calmly and was not in a hurry to convince the officials.

    "Where is this person now?" Lizong pondered for a long time, then raised his head and asked.

    "I'm in seclusion in my brother's houseDue to casting spells, Mr. Zixu has spent a lot of energy and looks extremely tired. He will be in seclusion for seven days to practice and recover. No one can disturb him." Prince Rui quickly responded and blocked  I had the idea of ??being summoned by the official family soon.

    "Well, I will send a few more internal servants to Sixth Brother to protect the house, so that no one will disturb his cultivation, how about it?!"

    Lizong was a little disappointed, but he really wanted to issue an edict immediately and summon this miraculous Mr. Zixu to see if he had three heads and six arms.

    "My brother, thank you, Your Majesty!"

    Prince Rui smiled bitterly in his heart. He could see through the official's thoughts at a glance, but these few servants and worshippers were probably useless in front of Mr. Zixu. If he wanted to leave, how could a few worshipers be able to stop him?  !

    When Xiao Yuesheng cast the spell, the strange appearance that appeared caused Lin'an to be filled with storms. People had different opinions and couldn't agree on one. Some people said that such celestial signs were unprecedented, indicating that heaven would send noble people to the Song Dynasty to assist the emperor and save the Song Dynasty.  Under the iron hooves of the foreign race, some people may say that there is a strange sign coming from the sky, which means that there is a demon star falling into the world, and they want to punish it.

    Various rumors and sayings are circulating in Lin'an City. In restaurants and teahouses, everyone is talking about this topic, expressing their own opinions, communicating with each other, and then spreading what they hear through their own mouths.

    This is not Jiaxing City. In Jiaxing City, Xiao Yuesheng gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of people kept silent. People who are not from Jiaxing City have no way of knowing. Even if the momentum is dozens of times greater than this time, it has not been widely circulated.  If it is not disseminated, it is inevitable that someone will record it in a book, but it will mostly be regarded as hearsay by future generations, and it is not credible.

    After lunch, Xiao Yuesheng was too lazy to move. He hugged Xiaoxing's delicate body like mutton-fat jade and lay on the couch in quilt, not wanting to go anywhere.

    The bright sunshine shines from the xuan window onto the desk, casting the shadow of the sparse branches of the crabapple outside the window. The purple light of the Yao Qin on the desk is faint and dazzling.

    The breeze blows outside the window, and the sound of swaying branches can be heard clearly.

    The room is as warm as spring, and the refreshing fragrance is faint but lingering. This is Xiaoxing's body fragrance.

    The two of them were covered with moon-white brocade quilts. He supported his head with one arm, lying on his side next to the little star with hazy eyes and charming face.

    Under the moon-white embroidered quilt, his other big hand was unconsciously playing with and twisting the red cherry on Xiaoxing's chest. He was thinking casually in his heart about what kind of entertainment there was. He had not lived for a few years before he felt it.  The feeling of boredom, if it continues like this, how to spend hundreds of thousands of years will become a big problem.

    "Godfather, godfather!" Yang Ruonan's delicate and crisp voice sounded outside the door. Instead of knocking on the door, she stood under the crabapple tree and tapped on the window.

    ¡°What¡¯s the matter¡ª?!¡± Xiao Yuesheng asked angrily, and couldn¡¯t help but pause while twirling the red cherry with his big hand.

    ¡°Godfather, let¡¯s go out and play!¡± Yang Ruonan¡¯s tone was brisk, with a hint of coquettish pleading.

    "Where are we going to play?" Xiao Yuesheng asked in a lazy voice.

    "Well how about going to Grandpa Ouyang's White Camel Villa?" Xiao Yuesheng could see Yang Ruonan's cute face with her face tilted in deep thought under the crabapple tree outside the window.

    "I won't go. It's just desert as far as the eye can see and there's nothing fun." Xiao Yuesheng flatly refused without hesitation.

    "Then let's go to Xiaolan's mother's Vulture Palace?" Yang Ruonan thought about it again and said softly.

    "I just went there two days ago, and there's nothing good to see!" Xiao Yuesheng still objected.

    "Hmph! Bad godfather, you have been there, but I haven't been there yet!" Yang Ruonan groaned angrily, and then the door banged and someone kicked it open. She held her head high and stepped on her deerskin shoes.  Barbarian Boots stepped in.

    "How bold!" Xiao Yuesheng scolded with a smile, took out the big hand that was touching Xiaoxing's breast from under the brocade quilt, and gave it a gentle flick to Yang Ruonan who was stepping in.

    "Ah!" A scream, a pair of apricotsThe naked Yang Ruonan was thrown out of the house like a stone. Fortunately, Xiao Yuesheng had a very measured hand. She was only lifted out by a big hand and did not fall to the ground.

    "Stinky godfather, bad godfather" Yang Ruonan's delicate little mouth kept pouting, and she twisted her slender waist. She wanted to kick the door again, but found that she couldn't get close.  He was always blocked by an invisible force three feet away from the door, unable to take another step forward.

    "Master, please don't make Ruonan cry." Xiao Xingdai's eyebrows were full of lazy love. She was so weak and weak that her limbs could not move. She tried her best to open her hazy starry eyes and persuaded softly.

    "Okay then." Xiao Yuesheng sighed helplessly and removed the strong energy next to the door. Then with a "bang", Yang Ruonan was caught off guard, used too much force, pushed open the door, and rushed into the house against the wind.  inside.

    Fortunately, she was extremely proficient in martial arts. Her clothes swayed slightly and her feet fluttered. She stopped moving forward and stopped before hitting the sandalwood table in the middle.
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