Lin Ye was faster than the master, because he was really impatient.
When Lu Nuan left Yunzhou, he didn't mention his physical condition to Lin Ye, and he left just as quickly as he came.
At this time, when he learned that Lu Nuan had already reached his end and he still wanted to kill such a strong opponent, Lin Ye could only leave the master master alone and rush to the rescue first.
There is no doubt about the real master's strength, but there is also no doubt about his age.
So just taking the road as an example, it would be faster for Lin Ye to go alone than to follow the team.
At the foot of Beiting Mountain, Lin Ye stared at the devastated cemetery and was stunned for a while.
He saw traces of the aftermath of the battle here, but did not find Lu Nuan's body.
This place seems to have become an irreversible past, including those cowardly soldiers who died fighting for the country in Dongbo, and also the priests of the Dali Cult who died here not long ago.
Lin Ye didn't know how many masters Lu Nuan, an old man who was dying when he left Geling, had killed in a row.
The master of Tianjian Pavilion and the priest of Dali Sect, Xiang Wenzhen, any one of these two people is the supreme in the martial arts world.
When he was on the verge of death, he almost killed Hua Lianhua, a powerful person in the God-endowed realm.
Lin Ye didn't stay long at the foot of Beiting Mountain. He turned around and disappeared.
Not only could the large group of troops who arrived later couldn't find him, but even the enemies who had been watching him couldn't find him.
Dongbo, Fairy Tang City.
Yu Yucheng, the king of Dongbo Kingdom, hurriedly dealt with the matters at hand, and it was already late at night.
He stretched his body, thought about the memorials sent from various places, and felt a little relieved.
It's still bad, but at least it's not worse than last year.
Chen Weiwei, the head of Shangyang North Sect, gave him advice and asked him to gather the Dongbo people in those big cities.
They first spent the winter relying on the supplies provided by Dayu, and then organized manpower to reclaim wasteland.
Although he is still desperately poor and still can't afford much food, judging from the reports from various places, the spring plowing situation makes him feel relieved.
Many people will die this spring, but they should be the last batch of people to die from famine.
When the food is harvested in the summer, the suffering people in Dongbo will be able to survive.
So Chen Weiwei's disappearance made him feel a little missing and reluctant.
Chen Weiwei said to check out the dilapidated Beitingshan Cemetery, but it has disappeared since then.
He knew that Chen Weiwei should have gone back to Dayu, and he also knew that as long as it was time for Chen Weiwei to go back, this person's future must not be underestimated.
At this moment, he glanced at the young man sitting opposite, then smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, it's time to take a rest."
This Mr. Wang came here a few days ago, carrying a letter of recommendation from Chen Weiwei.
In the letter, Chen Weiwei told Yu Yu that this man named Wang Yishu was from Shangyang Beizong and had the talent to govern the country.
Of course, this person is Wang Fenglin. After Lu Nuan's death, he must keep the plan moving forward.
And this plan is inseparable from the Shangyang Beizong in Dongbo.
This is not a short-term plan. Once implemented, it will take at least two years to complete the first phase.
The first stage is to give Chen Weiwei a very important position in Shangyang Palace. Even if he cannot be the master of Fengyu Temple or become a great ritual priest, he still needs to become a ritual priest.
Six months later, Xin Yanque will inherit the position of head teacher in Geling.
In a year and a half, the emperor may abdicate and give the throne to Xin Yanque.
So within this year and a half, people from all major families will start moving like crazy.
They will do their best to eradicate dissidents, install their own people, and strive to get more from the distribution of court power after the new emperor ascends the throne.
"His Majesty."
Wang Fenglin, who used the pseudonym Wang Yishu, stood up and said: "Your Majesty, please rest early. I will sort out the instructions sent to various places, so that I can send people out early tomorrow morning."
Yu Yucheng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, sir, don't work too long, take care of yourself. I will go to rest for a while and have dinner with you tomorrow morning."
Wang Fenglin leaned over and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I respectfully see you off."
Yu Yucheng smiled hastily, then pointed to the snacks on the table and said: "If you are hungry, sir, just eat these snacks. If you don't like such sweet things, you can ask the servants outside the door to prepare them. "
Wang Fenglin leaned over again to express his thanks.
He wants to come here because Yu Yucheng hastily needs to pave the way for the next stage of this plan.
He would find a way to get Yu Yucheng to write a memorial to the emperor in a hurry, letting the emperor know what the people of Shangyang Beizong did in Dongbo.
To appease the people and stabilize people's livelihood, even better than the local government, this kind of thing should not be ignored in any case.
Just when Yu Yucheng hurried out of the study door and was about to return to the harem to rest, he saw Wang Huoshan.
"Mr. Xiao Wang."
Yu Yucheng asked hurriedly: "You haven't rested either?"
Wang Huoshan, whose pseudonym was Wang Yian, leaned over quickly and said, "Your Majesty, my brother asked me to review last year's files from the Ministry of Household Affairs. I don't dare to delay important national affairs, so I rush to send the files back."
Yu Yucheng hurriedly hummed: "I would like to thank you two gentlemen."
Wang Huoshan said: "The sect master has told us that we must assist His Majesty to restore people's livelihood as soon as possible. The sect master is a great favor to our brothers, and the two of us dare not show any disrespect to the sect master's explanation."
Yu Yucheng hurriedly exchanged greetings for a few more words, and then left the study.
Wang Huoshan smiled after entering the door: "This idiot emperor makes me worry-free. I thought it would take some trouble to get around him to do things, but I didn't expect Chen Weiwei's letter to be so effective."
Wang Fenglin said: "Chen Weiwei is not a cheap person. He can grow up in this environment and become a very important person..."
He shook his head slightly: "I may have underestimated him before."
Wang Huoshan said: "Brother did not underestimate him. I checked and all his suggestions and advice came from Cui Fanye."
He looked at Wang Fenglin: "This Chen Weiwei has no brains. Cui Fanye gives him the advice on all matters big and small in Shangyang Beizong."
Speaking of this, he was a little confused: "That Cui Fanye has been missing for a long time. I don't know if he is dead or hiding."
Wang Fenglin shook his head: "It's not important."
He looked at the things on the table, and after a moment of silence he said: "The imperial seal of Yu Yu Chengchang is here. Write a memorial and send it to Geling. You can write it."
Wang Huoshan has the ability to imitate people's handwriting. With just one glance, his imitation can look real.
"Okay, just a moment."
Wang Huoshan sat down behind the desk and felt the seat of the King of Dongbo.
"uncomfortable."
He smiled and said: "The position of king of this small country is not as comfortable as sitting in the position of a county magistrate in Dayu."
Wang Fenglin glanced at him: "Write quickly, don't talk so much nonsense."
Wang Huoshan smiled, dipped in some pen and ink and prepared to write, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He asked: "Do you feel that this ink has a fragrance?"
Wang Fenglin frowned: "What do you mean? Is this..."
He was suddenly stunned.
At this moment, in the distance, Yu Yucheng hurriedly took a pill handed to him by the chamberlain and swallowed it with water.
"Quickly, escort me out of the palace."
He ordered, and his face was already frighteningly pale. He had read Chen Weiwei's autographed letter to him, and there was nothing unusual in it.
However, there is a secret that only he and Chen Weiwei know.
Chen Weiwei said that if someone wants to use him to deceive the monarch in the future, they may force him to write a letter to the monarch.
The seventh word of every letter and every paragraph is what Chen Weiwei really wants to say.
The letter was very long, just to cover up what Chen Weiwei wanted to tell Yu Yu Cheng hastily.
The person who came to see Your Majesty with this letter was the Dayu rebel. Your Majesty had to pretend to appease the two of them, and then use the medicine Lin Ye left for Your Majesty to restrain them.
Lin Ye once left some medicine for Yu Yu Chengchang. It was a long time ago. Yu Yu Chengchang and Chen Weiwei mentioned it.
At that time, the situation in Dongbo was complicated. Yu Yucheng was worried that he would be humiliated after being caught, so he asked Lin Ye to give him some medicine.
The medicine Lin Ye gave him was strangely poisonous, and there was no need to take it. He would be poisoned just by smelling it.
Yuyu Chengchang also has an antidote. Lin Ye said that medicine can be used to kill yourself or your enemies.
"Hurry, hurry up."
Yu Yucheng was hurriedly supported by the Ouchi guards and ran out. Although he was panting, he did not dare to delay for a moment.
They were walking outside, and a large number of Dongbo Imperial Guards were surrounding the study.
Dayu, Geling, Fengyu Temple.
Chen Weiwei stood on the high platform of Fengyu Temple, looked up at the bright moonlight, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
He didn't know whose property the so-called Beimu Alliance belonged to, and what was the true identity of the person who helped him come to Geling Fengyu Temple.
He has experienced so many things in the past few years that he has developed a habit.
That is, when you feel that someone else wants to take advantage of you, and you also want to take advantage of this person, then try to make yourself look somewhere between smart and stupid.
"This is the source of light."
Chen Weiwei muttered to himself.
He was already in the light, and he wanted to erase all his previous experiences, whether they were glorious or dishonorable.
The people of Beimu used him to enter Fengyu Temple, of course, in order to control more power in the future.
And he needs such a pedal.
He is indeed not smart enough, but there are not many people in the world who can act better than him.
He and Lin Ye are two different people. Lin Ye is smart enough and can think of everything, but Chen Weiwei knows that he is not that smart, so he uses his acting skills to make up for this lack of smartness.
When that person asked him to write a letter of recommendation to Yu Yucheng before going to Geling, he knew that the opportunity had come.
Nothing can be a stain on him.
How could those who treated him as a pawn understand his eagerness to become a big shot's pawn?
You guys... will never understand how happy I would be.
I come from a humble background and have no background. If I want to stand out and not be exploited by you, where will I get the ladder?
I have been working hard for nearly ten years. In these ten years, what I have been working hard on is to make myself qualified to be used by others...
All my past experiences in Dongbo, whether good or bad, cannot be known to the people of Dayu.
I'm already at Fengyu Temple.
My whole body must be illuminated here, and my whole body must be pure and white.
Chen Weiwei looked back to the north, his sight blocked by the main hall of Fengyu Temple.
But he saw the north.
From this moment on, I will be the cleanest and most sincere believer in Fengyu Temple. No one is cleaner than me, because in me, even the immortal demon power is gone. No one is more sincere than me, because the immortal demon The head master personally removed it for me.
From this moment on, my heart is in Shang Yang.
I am Shang Yang.
