"Mr. Wang, what time is it?" Zhao Yizhi calmed down and asked.
"Your Majesty, it's time." Wang Zhenliang replied with lowered eyes.
Zhao Yizhi stood up from the bed, his body was shaky, Wang Zhenliang quickly supported him: "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon body, you need to rest more."
"I'm fine." Zhao Yizhi waved his hand and felt that the spiritual consciousness, dragon energy, and imperial energy in his body were stable and calm, without any ripples. Another sentence gradually emerged in my mind: "Chapter 3 of "Conquering the Gods": Divine consciousness controls all things, using the mind instead of the body. The way of heaven controls all living beings, and using benevolence instead of tyranny."
"What does this mean..." Zhao Yizhi was a little confused. This was clearly teaching him the art of control. But he was already very proficient in the art of control. How could he still teach "God Control" like this? Could it be that the path I took before was always wrong?
Zhao Yizhi looked at the "Qilong" sword on the wooden stand beside him, stretched out his hand and made a move. The "Qilong" sword moved, came out of its sheath, and flew straight in the direction of Zhao Yizhi. It's just...the side facing Zhao Yizhi is Jianfeng!
Zhao Yi Zhi Ning pressed his fingers to the ground, trying to control the sword, but the sword did not obey the command and still stabbed straight towards Zhao Yi Zhi.
The edge of the sword slowly enlarged in Zhao Yizhi's eyes. Zhao Yizhi jumped up from the bed. The sword had reached his throat and stopped.
Qian Ning grabbed the sword back in his hand, picked up the scabbard from the ground, and put the sword into the sheath: "Is your Majesty feeling better?" He handed the sword to Zhao Yizhi with both hands.
Zhao Yizhi breathed a sigh of relief and took the "Qilong" sword: "It's no longer a serious problem... Huh... don't worry about it." Du Fangzong's punch was extremely fierce, but now it's no serious problem. It can be seen that Beggar Clan's Dragon Binding Pill is indeed very effective.
"Manager Wang, that wine of yours..." Seeing that Zhao Yizhi was no longer seriously injured, Qian Ning was heartbroken and immediately asked Wang Zhenliang for some good wine.
Seeing that Zhao Yizhi was puzzled, Wang Zhenliang told the whole story, and Zhao Yizhi shook his head and smiled knowingly.
"Your Majesty, we have captured two people from the Beggar Gang, Fang Qianlong and a guardian elder named Jiang Ziran. I wonder what your Majesty is going to do with them?" There are still two people in prison. Qian Ning just wants to cut them into pieces. This is where he comes from. Requesting a decree.
"Jiang Ziran? I haven't heard of it. If you can't ask about the beggar gang, just kill him. Fang Qianlong brings it, I have something to say to him." Zhao Yizhi came to his senses and ordered.
Soon, Fang Qianlong was brought in front of Zhao Yizhi. The meridians in his body were blocked, making it difficult to perform martial arts. He knelt down outside Zhao Yizhi's palace gate.
"Fang Long, or Fang Qianlong? Do you like this name better?" Zhao Yizhi asked aloud.
"All follow your Majesty." Fang Qianlong's arrogance was completely wiped out by Qian Ning's mace, and he was kneeling on the ground, no longer interested in competing.
Zhao Yizhi thought for a moment and said: "Times have changed, so I'd better call you Fang Qianlong. I did know the news about you at the time, but I was just busy with business..."
"The common people know, and the common people do not blame Your Majesty." Fang Qianlong knew what Zhao Yizhi was going to say. The Nine-Five Lord was assassinated, and he could still think of himself in critical moments. Fang Qianlong no longer had any resentment in his heart.
"Although you made a meritorious service in rescuing him this time, you still killed an important official of the imperial court. The merits and demerits cannot be offset by the merits."
"The common people are willing to die to apologize."
Zhao Yizhi sighed and said: "The merits and demerits cannot be offset, but the merit of rescuing the driver can save you from death. Get up now, I will order you to stay in Beijing and keep vigil for the three adults for three years. After three years... you can decide on your own."
Fang Qianlong took out the list from his arms and handed it out respectfully: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The eunuch on the side took the list and handed it to Zhao Yizhi. Zhao Yizhi glanced at it and waved his hand to destroy the list.
"Come, let's take a look, who is this?" As soon as Zhao Yizhi finished speaking, a series of footsteps came quickly from behind. Fang Qianlong looked back and saw Xian'er wearing a white skirt, tapping her little feet on the ground, hurriedly The ground rushed towards Fang Qianlong.
"Xian'er!" Fang Qianlong's eyes lit up, and he hugged Xian'er into his arms. After a long time, he looked at Xian'er's little face. There were some shallow acne marks on his face, and the blind one was The eyes have been covered by Bai Juan, and the scary eye sockets are not exposed.
Xian'er broke away from Fang Qianlong's arms, knelt obediently beside Fang Qianlong, and kowtowed to Zhao Yizhi.
"Okay, okay, I have exempted him from the death penalty. You can just keep watch in the city for three years." Zhao Yizhi knew that Xian'er's purpose of kowtowing was not for himself, but for Fang Qianlong.
Fang Qianlong suddenly kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Physician of the Song Dynasty..."
"I know it too, but the girl is still unconscious. Go and have a look. But if she can't let go of her father's hatred..." Zhao Yi is kind-hearted, but he won't leave anyone behind him. Stable factors.
"The common people understand, the common people understand!" Fang Qianlong expressed his gratitude.
After Zhao Yizhi handled Fang Qianlong's matter, he finally felt ashamed of Huang Bai and several ministers, so he went to pay homage in person. Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi went together to pray for his salvation and death.
On the way back, Zhao Yizhi was sitting in the car. At this time, he had time to think about the third chapter of "Royal God": "Control with the heart rather than the body, control with benevolence rather than domination... What does this mean? This charioteer God is quite in line with the Tao and the law, maybe he summoned them to ask?"
Zhao Yizhi made up his mind, stretched out his head and called out: "Taoist Master Guanchenzi, Taoist Master Tongweizi, please come with us!"
The two rushed to Zhao Yizhi's car and were invited into the car by Zhao Yizhi.
"I heard that there is a secret method in Zhenyang Mountain called 'Control the Shadow'. What does it mean?" Zhao Yizhi asked straight to the point.
The two looked at each other. The secrets of various sects in the martial arts world were never revealed. Once leaked, the disaster would be endless. The two of them lowered their heads and said nothing, even if Zhao Yizhi was the current emperor, this was no exception.
"Ah, I'm speechless." Zhao Yizhi only felt that his spiritual consciousness to control objects was similar to that of Zhenyang Mountain's shadow control. Seeing that the two of them were silent, he realized that there was something wrong with his question. He changed his tone and asked: "Control with the heart instead of the body, control with benevolence instead of domination. What does this mean?"
Tong Weizi thought about it carefully and replied: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude. If I raise my fist and hit you, will Your Majesty feel pain? Will you feel scared?"
Outside the car, Qian Ning and Lan Yue pricked up their ears at the same time. In the car, Zhao Yizhi smiled and said: "It must hurt, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the Taoist priest's punch. Can you say I'm afraid... I I'm not afraid." As an emperor, Zhao Yizhi is surrounded by masters. If he is afraid of a Taoist priest, it would be ridiculous to tell people.
Fortunately, Zhao Yizhi was from a later generation and could hear Tong Weizi's alien voice. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been charged with intimidating the Holy Master.
Tong Weizi nodded and continued to ask: "If Pindao did not punch you, but secretly wanted to kill your majesty, would your majesty feel pain? Do you feel scared?"
Zhao Yizhi was stunned, if Tong Weizi secretly wanted to murder him... As the eldest disciple of Zhang Zongbai in Zhenyang Mountain, it was unknown how many skills he could pass on to Zhang Zongbai, and with the relationship between the imperial court and Zhenyang Mountain, whether he could succeed It's really hard to say... Only a thousand days to be a thief, how can a thousand days to guard against thieves?
"Pain is only temporary; fear is not temporary. If your majesty asks about the art of controlling his ministers, I would not dare to speak nonsense. It is just that the emperor should have majesty and his ministers and the people should have fear in their hearts. Only then can he control all directions." Tong Weizi expressed his understanding.
"What's the explanation for using benevolence instead of domination? All people are suffering, and the emperor should care for all people, not shock them!" Guan Chenzi couldn't listen anymore, and immediately retorted: "Besides, controlling with the heart instead of the body is It means that you have the common people in your heart, but you don’t need to do it physically. Your Majesty doesn’t need to do everything yourself.”
Tong Weizi wanted to refute, but he didn't dare to be rude while driving, and the two of them had always been at odds with each other, so they didn't care.
"Does it make sense that this method uses martial arts?" Zhao Yizhi asked.
The two of them were stunned. His Majesty actually wanted to ask about martial arts? Immediately he shook his head: "The way of martial arts... one day of practicing one day of kung fu, one day of not practicing and ten days of emptiness. It does not involve the theory of benevolence and hegemony, or the theory of body and mind. All martial arts in the world are based on this principle."
Zhao Yizhi understood that martial arts in the world have different paths and lead to the same goal, but his own "Royal God" and martial arts are not the same path, and the two of them are not the same.
"Two Taoist priests, you have been taught." Zhao Yi performed a ceremony.
"Your Majesty, I would like to say goodbye." The two of them returned the salute to Zhao Yizhi at the same time, stood up from the car, bowed and took out the fly whisk from behind, flicked the place where they were sitting, exited and jumped out of the car.
Zhao Yizhi saw that both of them were slender and actually took out such a big whisk from behind. He immediately stretched his head and asked: "Two Taoist priests, where did you get the whisk... from?"
"Inside the Taoist robe, there is a box for a whisk." Guan Chenzi replied without thinking. Just as he finished speaking, Guan Chenzi suddenly remembered that Yi Xiaodao had also asked this question when he met Yi Xiaodao in the mountains of Wancheng, and he said it without even thinking about it...
Zhao Yizhi replied with a smile: "Thank you very much."
Tong Weizi was a little confused, Guanchenzi felt a little annoyed, and he wouldn't tell anyone next time!
As the car drove slowly outside the palace gate, a messenger came on horseback. He dismounted and knelt down on the roadside: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Wancheng!"
Seeing the anxious look of the messenger, Zhao Yizhi did not dare to delay: "Send it over."
The messenger got up from the ground and ran over staggeringly. He lost his balance and almost fell to the ground. Zhao Yizhi thought, and the messenger managed to stand still without falling to the ground.
"So that's it!" Zhao Yizhi suddenly realized in his heart: control with the heart instead of the body, control with benevolence instead of domination. That’s what it means! Whatever you think of, it will happen, it only takes one thought. Rather than the extension of divine consciousness, it is controlled by divine consciousness!
Zhao Yizhi figured this out and immediately sat in the car and laughed. Chen Congwei and Qian Ning were a little worried. His Majesty was fine. Maybe there was something wrong with his brain, right?
After the messenger stood firm, he was about to approach the driver and deliver the letter. Before he took two steps, the letter was already out of his hands and flew straight into the driver: "Thank you for your hard work. Go down and collect the reward and rest."
Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi looked at each other, shocked in their hearts. The two of them were proficient in "shadow control" and were the best at detecting the hidden secrets. But how come this letter flew into the car without any notice?
"Go back to the palace." Zhao Yizhi ordered after reading the letter roughly.
After driving back to the palace, Guan Chenzi and Tong Weizi also said goodbye and wanted to go back to the post house.
Zhao Yizhi stretched out his head from the car again, looked at the two people's retreating figures, and thought again, the two Taoist robes were flying, and there was indeed a small box behind them.
"Ah!" Guan Chenzi was horrified and quickly pulled off his clothes.
"What's wrong?" He was a man with a similar body, but he didn't care about clothes as much as Guan Chenzi did.
"Someone lifted my Taoist robe!" Guan Chenzi's cheeks turned red...
