Fang Jie, who was dressed in a solemn and solemn attire of a first-class countryman, squatted down on the side of the corridor outside the gate of Taiji Palace. He took out the leather bag from under the heavy and cumbersome clothes, took out the pipe from inside and stuffed it with the finest pipe from Jiangnan. cut tobacco. In front of the Tai Chi Palace, which was not bright yet, a spark flickered on and off.
Fang Jie is actually not a big smoker, but he always feels that the pipe is something very close to the world in his previous life.
Exhaling a puff of smoke, he glanced at Xiang Qingniu, who was squatting next to him with difficulty: "What do you plan to do after you go back? Although it is impossible for your Majesty to announce to the world that Xiao Zhenren Xie Congyi and Prince Yi are treasonous, but your life in Qingle Mountain It will definitely be difficult. If my guess is correct, I guess the position of the leader of the Dao Sect will gradually be transferred to Wudang Mountain."
"What else can be done?"
Xiang Qingniu couldn't squat anymore and simply sat down on the ground: "From now on, we in Qingle Mountain will start to live with our tail between our legs. Damn it, Master said that I will carry Qingle Mountain in the future Who would have thought that he would be able to carry this heavy burden under such circumstances. My senior brother is now locked in a secret prison in the Ouchi Guards' Office. One of my four nephews died in Chang'an, and one of them was disabled. The other two were with others. I originally planned to meet outside Chang'an City, but I was surrounded by masters sent by His Majesty. I heard that my senior brother was captured, and one of the two nephews committed suicide and the other surrendered"
Xiang Qingniu sighed: "Two of the four great priests of Qingle Mountain have died, and the two who were captured must have the same fate. Now there are only a group of Taoists left in Qingle Mountain who have no idea what happened. With me It is simply a dream to maintain the dignity of Qingle Mountain!"
"When did you realize your own strength so clearly?"
Fang Jie smiled and said: "Actually, you don't need to worry so much. Since His Majesty will not tell the world about Qingleshan's rebellion, you can just pretend that nothing happened. If nothing happens, tell the world The decree will also say that your master Xiao Zhenren of Qingle Mountain and his four disciples died for the country in a desperate struggle against rebellion. At this time, no one dares to come and provoke. "
"hope so"
Xiang Qingniu breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the still dark sky and murmured: "I still haven't figured out what senior brother is planning."
"Then don't think about it."
Fang Jie patted him on the shoulder: "As long as Qingle Mountain's sign hasn't fallen down, there's nothing to worry about. Didn't your master say that you are the most talented among his disciples? If you practice with concentration, you will pass. After ten or eight years, you may not be able to reach the level of your senior brother."
"Is that kind of state useful?"
Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "If reaching that state brings more and more greed, I would rather be a waste who can't practice."
"The fault is not in the realm of cultivation, but in the thought."
Fang Jie thought for a while and said: "Your senior brother is pursuing some illusory things. What he wants to be is not a human being but a heavenly being. Such a person will go crazy sooner or later even if he does not commit rebellion. But you are different. You I¡¯ve never been one to get into a fight.¡±
"Are you calling me trash?"
"Noit is a good thing for a gentleman not to fight."
Xiang Qingniu laughed at himself: "Why do everything coming out of your mouth seem so hypocritical now? People like me are called gentlemen, but such gentlemen are really worthless."
"you are wrong."
Fang Jie smiled and said: "Most of the gentlemen in this world are worthless, because they are all hypocrites. But people with true temperament are worth a thousand dollars."
"A true gangster also has a true temperament. According to you, does it become a good character?"
"Oh look, the fact that you can still joke proves that you are not so desperate."
Fang Jie took a long drag on his pipe, and then slowly blew out two thick plumes of smoke from his nostrils. In the crisp morning, the smoke looked very white and thick. He looked like a monster breathing fireworks.
"Many times people think they have reached a dead end, and they cannot see clearly the road ahead But in fact, most of the time they are deceiving themselves. And the reason for deceiving themselves is because of fear. Many times you think What you absolutely cannot do is actually because you are too scared and worried. You are worried that you will step into the abyss and be doomed. You are worried that you will not be able to maintain Qingle Mountain and sorry for everyone."
"But you haven't gone forward yet. How do you know that after stepping through these thorns, there will be a bright future? Maybe you will think that I am a bit pretentious when I say this. Everyone can tell one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, but Since principles can become principles, they naturally have merit.¡±
"Everyone has never faced themselvesOf course, normal people¡¯s first reactions to this dilemma will be fear, confusion, and fear. If this dilemma could be avoided, no one would be so foolish as to have to try and prove that they are strong. But if there is really no way to avoid or go around this dilemma, and the road behind has collapsed, you have no choice but to move forward, but you still don't have the courage to risk it, then you are even more stupid. "
He took the pipe from Fang Jie's hand, put it into his mouth, took a puff, and then began to cough violently: "Fang Jie cough cough you were really like a magic stick when you spoke just now. It would be a waste not to join the sect with such a foundation Ahem Why don't you stop being an official, I will give you the headship of Qingle Mountain and I will be your thug."
"You mean I should join the gang?"
Fang Jie pouted: "What a loser! Gangsters without a court background are destined to fail. From now on, I will be an official in the court, and you will be a gangster in the world. If we join forces, we can dominate the world in a few years. By then. When the sects next to each other collect protection fees, whoever doesn¡¯t pay will be destroyed!¡±
"Yeah!"
Xiang Qingniu said: "How can you just accept money from the sect? Since you want to do evil, you have to be thorough All businesses and shops in the world must pay us protection fees. If anyone dares to resist, I will They sent people to throw wreaths and fireworks into his yard, block the door of his house, splash blood on them, rush in and wrap them in quilts and beat them up in the middle of the night while they were sleeping. "
"Um!"
Fang Jie said: ¡°If you still dare to refuse to hand over the goods at that time, I will ask the government to demolish his shop!¡±
"If you don't agree to the demolition, just pay the money honestly! According to this, it won't be long before we are as rich as the country."
Xiang Qingniu smiled, but he was still not used to smoking, so he gave Fang Jie his pipe. Fang Jie took a sip and asked with a smile, "Are you feeling good now?"
¡°It¡¯s a bit cool!¡±
"It's okay if you feel comfortable"
Fang Jie knocked his pipe on the ground, was silent for a while and said, "Actually, I have a better idea."
"What?"
Xiang Qingniu asked curiously.
Fang Jie murmured: "Say, wouldn't it be better if we could kill all the people like what we just said, and kill every one who appears, without having to accept legal sanctions?"
¡°I-fuck!¡±
Xiang Qingniu jumped on his feet and said, "That's so damn good!"
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Fang Jie didn¡¯t know what the emperor said to Xiang Qingniu. The emperor met Xiang Qingniu first and then him. When Xiang Qingniu came out of Dongnuan Pavilion, Fang Jie was called in, and the two passed by each other. But Fang Jie could see that the expression on Xiang Qingniu's face became much more relaxed. It was obvious that the emperor was not just reprimanding, but also encouraged him.
The two people looked at each other and smiled, and separated before they could say anything more. Fang Jie looked at Xiang Qingniu and smiled, and Xiang Qingniu looked at Fang Jie pouting and shaking his head a few times. One said "treasure" and the other said "goodbye", but no one expected that things would have changed the next time they met again.
This fat man, who suddenly had to face everything head-on, was filled with Fang Jie's words before he left. After returning to Qingle Mountain, he did face many difficulties that were difficult to solve. Whenever he felt that he was about to fall, he would inexplicably think of the pipe in Fang Jie's hand.
I think of the monster squatting in the dim light of the morning, puffing out smoke in and out of sight.
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¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m going to see your Majesty!¡±
Fang Jie saluted solemnly, then stood up and stood aside.
The emperor, who had only slept for an hour, could not hide his tiredness. He rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and glanced at Fang Jie: "There is nothing more to tell you. Although you are young, I trust your ability. As long as I go to the southwest, I will do my best." Well, don¡¯t betray my trust in you.¡±
"I will fulfill my mission."
Fang Jiedao.
The emperor hummed, raised his head and looked at the sky outside and murmured: "It's almost the time to go to court again You go, I heard that Huai Lao plans to go with you. He is a veteran of the three dynasties, and the last What is not lacking is experience in dealing with things. You just need to ask him for advice along the way. "
"I understand, I will retire"
Fang Jie leaned over and said.
The emperor waved his hand tiredly: "Go."
After just a few words of conversation, Fang Jie withdrew from Dongnuan Pavilion. Don't know why, ?Seeing the emperor Fang Jie for the first time, his heart was filled with a feeling of desolation. He had the illusion that the emperor was getting older day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When he walked out of Tai Chi Palace, Fang Jie couldn't help but look back again.
In the dim light of the morning, the tall and towering palace walls blocked his sight.
The sound of gongs was heard in the distance, and it was time to open the city gate. Fang Jie boarded the carriage, and after sitting down, he raised the curtains of the window, looked at the sparse pedestrians outside, and smelled the morning air in Chang'an City. A feeling of reluctance suddenly emerged from his heart and soon spread throughout his body.
The carriage ran over the exposed surface of the bluestone slab and moved forward with a slight sway.
At the intersection of East 23rd Street, Fang Jie met his people. Several carriages slowly drove out of the city gate, escorted by imperial guards of honor.
Riding in front were a dozen Ouchi guards wearing flying fish robes and bright red cloaks to clear the way, and in the two carriages behind were officials from the Ministry of Etiquette. Then came the carriage that Shen Qingshan was riding in. Sitting in the fourth carriage were Chen Hem and Chen Ha. In the fifth carriage was Fang Jie, and the driver was Nie Xiaoju. The black boy Yan Kuang and the scholar Chen Xiaoru rode on horseback to separate the two sides. Behind them were the remaining flying fish robes. Mu Xiaoyao, who was wearing Qianhu costume, rode on horseback and led people to protect Fang Jie's carriage.
And behind the imperial envoy team, there was a group of soldiers who put on the left avant-garde armor. Although these soldiers were not many in number, only about twenty horses, they looked like they had the momentum of thousands of troops. You don't need to look carefully to know that these people are elites who have experienced hundreds of battles.
The leader of these people was Ye Jinnan, the fourth rank general on the left wing. He also put on the general's armor. There was also a carriage behind their team, and a man leaning in the carriage tried his best to stick his head out the window and look at the team in front, with hatred and viciousness in his eyes.