"On the pretense of cleaning up the shrine, the king actually won the surrender of half of the gods?" Yu Qianzhi is not only a real person, but also proficient in Confucianism, and fully understands the importance of the four words "karma for the livelihood of the people".
Heavenly gods worship nature, and their status is hard to shake. However, human gods rise and fall. If they really want to tear down temples and destroy sacrifices, they will really die.
The king is exercising imperial power on behalf of the court, so these will naturally have to be surrendered.
But the power of the gods' surrender is actually a trivial matter. The key is that they affect the tendencies of millions of believers in the capital.
"Although there are some frictions, it can greatly supplement the foundation of King Dai. King Dai has won the people."
These auras have become entangled with Prince Dai's Mansion. Although the entanglement is not deep, it still makes people feel frightened!
The eliminated ghosts and gods turned gray and black into the sky!
This spirit of ghosts and gods bite each other in the big net with the ghosts and gods who surrendered to the king in the previous part, and from time to time their ferocious and huge human faces are revealed, which creates huge resentment!
In contrast, the aura of King Dai is as bright as the rising sun!
The aura is growing!
Yu Qianzhi couldn't help but change his expression, and he suddenly spoke out in hatred.
"Is the emperor crazy? Even if you want to grant authority, you can't give it to the people. Once the king gets the people, it will be difficult to control him in the future!"
Even though he had expected it, Yu Qianzhi was still resentful.
He was hostile to Dai Wang, and every step Dai Wang took to grow in strength deeply hurt his heart.
"Hmph! Do you really think these ghosts and gods are easy to deal with?"
"According to Taoist records, a ghost in the previous generation was attacked by the imperial court and had almost no incense. He survived for more than two hundred years. In the new dynasty, he was rehabilitated and continued to enjoy incense."
"Humans and ghosts will become ashes in just a few years or ten years if their incense is cut off. But it will take hundreds of years for these ghosts and gods to die even if they rest on their laurels."
"The hatred for demolishing the temple is greater than killing my father. If it cannot be eliminated immediately, there will be backlash."
"Besides, even if you gain power temporarily as king, the emperor's heart has been determined and he won't survive for long!"
There was no one around, and Yu Qianzhi muttered to himself quietly. At the same time, in the corner of the attic, a servant was sweeping the floor with his head lowered. He looked ordinary, but his ears moved and his face changed slightly.
After a stick of incense, a homing pigeon flapped its wings and flew out of the Yu Mansion.
There is a cold Taoist temple in a remote place in the capital. The door is ajar. There is no sound inside, only the sound of sweeping the floor.
A masked man in Tsing Yi came to the door of the Taoist temple from far away. With a slight push, the door opened. After stepping in, he saw an old man sweeping the floor with his head lowered.
The man in Tsing Yi walked directly past the old man. The old man seemed not to have seen him at all and turned a blind eye to him passing by.
The man in Tsing Yi walked straight into the main hall without even giving the old man a look.
The main hall is very clean, the window paper is not torn, and the vermilion paint on the pillars has not peeled off and is wiped clean. There are three statues of gods on it. In the middle is a young statue of the god, about the same size as a human. He is sitting high up, looking down at the entrance. People in Tsing Yi.
On the left side of the statue, there are two girls standing. One of the girls has a pair of dragon horns. They are all wearing very simple crown clothes. They are naturally noble to humans, but average to gods.
There was no incense in the stove, and it was very deserted. The man in Tsing Yi looked at it silently for a moment, then walked to the incense table and picked up three incense sticks.
Holding it in hand, he returned to the original standing position, without using fire to light it. With a slight shake, the three incense sticks ignited spontaneously.
The man in green offered incense, and after three bows, he placed the incense in the incense burner.
He stepped back to his position and looked up at the young man in the middle.
The incense in the incense burner burned slowly, and he just waited quietly. When the incense burned to the end, he said, "Who knew that the god worshiped here was Wei Shizu back then?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three incense sticks had burned to the end, and the incense burner also made a snapping sound.
The man in Tsing Yi directed a stream of spiritual energy toward the ground without any further hesitation. Where he was kneeling, a dark entrance suddenly appeared, extending downwards as if there was no end!
This is an authentic one!
The man in Tsing Yi was not surprised at all and walked directly into the tunnel.
When there was first light, you could still see the scene below. Under dozens of steps, there was a large area of land. As the tunnel door slammed shut, your vision went dark, and you couldn't see anything at all.
But this situation did not last long. After a moment of darkness, which was about three breaths of time, the eyes suddenly lit up!
It was actually candlelight!
There were candles on the four walls. I don’t know what they were used to light. They were covered with glazed covers, but they ignited spontaneously!
What appeared in front of the people in Tsing Yi was a palace!
This majestic palace is surrounded by layers of statues of gods, including humans, gods, ghosts, and demons, all surrounding the core statue in a manner like thousands of birds flocking to the phoenix!
However, the statue clustered in the middle is no longer a young man, but a middle-aged emperor wearing a royal robe.
This statue of the god was carved equally vividly. If you look closely, you can see that it vaguely resembles a young man, but it is much older.
If we say that the previous young idol looked like a teenager, he was both noble and heroic, and also full of vitality.
This statue of a middle-aged emperor emphasizes majesty.
This majesty of life and death, and the bowing of all things, even if you know clearly that this is a statue of a god and not a living person, it is easy to be photographed in an instant, and you dare not look into the eyes of the statue for a long time!
There are still two women beside them, still young.
The dragon girl with horns on her head is dressed in royal robes and looks very majestic, but her expression is somewhat unwilling. This unwillingness is clearly carved.
Another woman showed nine tails and turned out to be a nine-tailed fox!
She held the crown in her hand, but did not put it on. The look on her face was also lifelike, and she was actually unwilling!
These three statues were very close, and the man in Tsing Yi looked at them silently. In a daze, he seemed to have seen the scene back then!
Due to a combination of circumstances, fate has caused people to behave like this.
After a long time, the man in Tsing Yi narrowed his eyes, straightened his clothes and bowed down, saying: "Prime Minister He Haichen would like to say that destiny has begun. I borrowed money back then, and I must pay it back. I am born a monster, and I also have destiny. I hope our ancestors will not be here." Stay far away and check it out silently.”
"boom!"
As the words fell, the sound of thunder rang in his ears. Outside the Taoist temple, there was a sudden flash of light, and then raindrops began to fall.
Although it is not yet severe winter, there is a thunderstorm.
Southwest Province
A valley is the end of the official road, and then there is a mountain road. There is a small tributary. The river bed is very shallow, but you can still get water. The tourists are getting rarer and deserted, but there is an inn. There are not many people under the shed, only one The girl, although her clothes were stained with dust, had a curvaceous figure and very attractive bright eyes. She was drinking water. Her movements were elegant and her expression was indifferent, looking into the distance.
The wind blew her hair and sleeves, making her, sitting in a shabby shop, look like a fairy who stepped out of a painting!
Not far away, two guys secretly winked at each other, their eyes constantly drifting towards the girl. One of them was counting secretly: "Five...four...three...two...one!"
"That's right!"
But strangely, as the time passed silently, the girl who should have fallen was still sitting there, quietly drinking water and looking at the scenery in the distance.
How is this going?
