Deng Zhiyuan left Binxi that night, and Fuyao Sect leader Luo Yuran and Zixia Sect elder Murong Di also left, leaving everyone in the palace in panic.
Emperor Dayu Lin Hongzhi was completely disappointed with this group of monks who had just fought and flattened several mountains.
The demon sect's rebellion this time resulted in Dayu not only failing to establish a southern defense line, but also losing its last chance for peace talks. I'm afraid it won't be possible to invite these high-minded monks together next time.
Lin Hongzhi had already greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors of all the monks who came this time, but he also understood very well that doing so was just a sign of helplessness. What good would it do to the country?
So he is very uneasy now. The only way he could think of was to join forces with the other three major countries in the north of East Fuyao Continent, gather half of the troops in East Fuyao Continent, and then use troops to build a defense line in the south to stop the demon clan, but this was really a bad idea. Where are the strengths of those great monks that ordinary people can compete with in numbers? Even with any magical power, this side will suffer unimaginable losses.
He is very busy now and has to deal with various memorials from the officials below him all day long.
He wanted to recruit soldiers and horses to expand the army, but the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue reported that there were already very few men in various places, and if he wanted to expand the army, he would have to lift the age limit. So the people from the Ministry of Etiquette retorted that soliciting young and old men was against etiquette and it was too cruel.
When the country is in dire straits, why should we care about etiquette? Lin Hongzhi was going to be pissed off by the people in the Ministry of Rites and wanted to get angry, but the Minister of Rites was still an important minister who served two dynasties and could not say harsh words.
He finally suppressed this matter by himself. The people from the Finance Department over there said that there were too many troops, there were too few people farming, and there was not enough food to eat. They had to spend money to buy it from the big merchants who farmed the food. As a result, businessmen sensed this trend and worked harder to collect grain. For a time, the price of rice soared, and ordinary people could not afford to eat food. This was another huge problem.
Originally, collecting grain privately was only a punishment, not a capital crime, but Lin Hongzhi was about to lose his mind at this time. He directly killed several wealthy businessmen and confiscated their homes to subsidize the state. This was also to scare other businessmen away. Follow suit.
But soon this matter was made a big fuss by those who were interested, saying that Lin Hongzhi's murder was against the law, and he also collected rations and men on a large scale. He was militaristic, debauched and immoral, and was a great fool who only happened once in hundreds of years.
The people at the bottom know nothing about politics. They only know that taxes and labor have increased significantly recently, so they also followed the uproar under the control of public opinion. For a time, public resentment was overwhelming.
So this morning, several Hanlin Academy scholars knelt for two hours in front of Jinluan Palace, begging their emperor to restore the Qingming Dynasty, work hard to govern, and let the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment. Lin Hongzhi was sitting on the throne, shaking with anger, and yelled: "You can't stand and talk without pain. If you want me to work hard and protect the country, then you tell me what to do!"
A few scholars in the Hanlin Academy can only copy the words in the books, and usually write some arty poems. This time they knelt down to remonstrate just to gain a good reputation in front of the world. How can they govern the country? They had no choice but to follow the words in ancient books and talk about a lot of empty truths that had no basis in reality. As a result, they were kicked out by the even more angry emperor.
Lin Hongzhi lost his temper and cursed directly at the civil and military officials in the morning: "You bunch of trash, what use do I have in raising you!"
All the officials were in panic all day long.
Senior officials knew about Mo Long's escape, but they really had no better way to protect the country. The lower-level officials did not even know about this major world event, and were still speculating about how the previously gentle and humble emperor turned into such a violent appearance. For a while, the officials were panicked and their hearts were distracted.
The only thing that makes Lin Hongzhi feel gratified recently is that there is finally someone in charge of things in Middle-earth Continent.
The person who came was an old man named Lu Zijin, who belonged to Xuanwu Mountain, the holy land of military strategists in the Middle Earth Continent. He was a well-known figure in the Middle Earth Continent. Not only he has nine realms of cultivation, but what is even more powerful is his military skills and vertical and horizontal skills. He is known as "a military genius, unparalleled in both vertical and horizontal skills." This is earned by his years of experience in deploying troops and generals.
At that time, there was a final battle between two major countries in China. One of the countries was weak. The ancestor of the military strategist used strategies to attack people's hearts and repeatedly used surprise troops to defeat the other side's 70,000 elite soldiers with only 5,000 soldiers and armor, creating an unparalleled victory. Military stories.
This time Lin Hongzhi got help from this old man, and it could be said that he finally had a little hope, but there were still a lot of messy things waiting to be dealt with in the court. If it is not handled properly, not to mention chilling the heart of the military ancestor, the country of Dayu might be in civil strife before the demon clan invades.
However, these important things in the world are naturally done by experts, and they cannot fall on Xu Huaigu who traveled in the mountains and fields carrying a sword.
At this time, he had left Binxi for more than two months, and had been traveling north along the road, visiting the customs and customs of various parts of Dayu Country.
The extremely interesting Red Square in Yucheng is a must-stop place on his way.
Hongfang really deserves the name of the Rain City. Before he even got ten miles away from the city, it started to rain heavily. When he walked into the city gate like a drowned rat, the first thing he saw on the city gate arch was the majestic cursive inscription "Dragon King's Residence, Rain Master's Backyard". A majestic momentum.
This mysterious feeling will not appear in ordinary people. Xu Huaigu can see it because after entering the first realm, he has some communication with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and can catch a glimpse.
Along the way, he kept thinking about what unique abilities he had after embarking on the path of spiritual practice, but he was disappointed with the result. He seemed to be just physically stronger, and his senses such as vision and hearing were also more sensitive, but he did not have the magical ability to control thunder, lightning, water, and fire as he thought.
In fact, the requirements for controlling thunder and lightning like Zixia Sect's are extremely strict. Not only do they have to learn and understand them over many years, but their level must be high enough, otherwise the thunder method will backfire on the person who cast it, and they will be seriously injured even if they don't die.
He has also been practicing the set of techniques that the Taoist priest taught him to bind the original spiritual energy for his own use. Although he worked hard, the golden thread surrounding his heart never grew, but his sleep and energy were much better than before.
This is the feedback effect of practicing the magic of gods, making people clear-headed and prolonging their lives. When the state reaches a certain level, it will be the state of bigu as Taoists call it. When you reach that state, you don’t need to eat or drink. You can live among the valleys and streams, eat the wind and drink the dew, and have the spirit of immortality.
Xu Huaigu quietly reflected on the big archway "the residence of the Dragon King, the backyard of the Rain Master". For Hongfang, where it rains for ten months a year, these eight words really describe the weather in Hongfang.
What surprised Xu Huaigu the most was that the entire people in Hongfang had long been accustomed to living in the rain. Everyone was wearing a special kind of raincoat and carrying a bamboo hat, hawking along the street in the rain, or taking a leisurely stroll in the rain.
However, Xu Huaigu, who had just arrived, was still not used to this, and the hot and humid weather was uncomfortable.
Fortunately, when he left Binxi, the emperor wanted to make good friends with him, so he gave him a banknote of ten thousand taels of silver, so he is now extremely wealthy. So he rented a sedan and sat in it when he went out to avoid getting caught in the rain.
After tasting a cup of Hongfang Xiaoque, which cost ten taels of silver and was famous in Dayu Country, he unexpectedly discovered that this was the tea he drank in the palace, but it was not as fragrant as the imperial tea.
After drinking famous tea, we visited several famous nearby mountains and Taoist temples to see the beautiful mountains and waters of Hongfang.
After doing all this, he left Hongfang and continued northward, preparing to travel and practice while heading to Fuyao Sect.
