In April of the 15th year of Hongwu, Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang abolished the pro-army Duweifu and Yiluan Division, and replaced them with Jinyiwei from the third rank.
This year, Jinyiwei was officially established!
The first commander was Mao Xiang, the former commander of Yulin Zuowei, who was originally a member of Hu Weiyong's party.
The Sanfa Si, which was established outside the Taiping Gate in Nanjing two years later, is often called an institution that kills people for the emperor. But in fact, the San Fa Si often does not kill people for the sake of the emperor. Moreover, when the emperor wants to kill someone, he often kills people. Let the emperor give up the idea of killing people;
Jin Yiwei, on the other hand, is exactly the opposite!
The first thing Mao Xiang did when he took charge of the Jinyi Guards was to find a reason for Emperor Lao Zhu to massacre the ministers.
In Mao Xiang's opinion, this reason is actually easy to find. Two words: rebellion! Conspiracy with whom? Hu Weiyong!
At this time, it had been two years since Hu Weiyong was executed. There were more than 30,000 members of Hu Weiyong's party, and the court and the government were all empty. However, the pursuit of the remaining party members has never stopped, and the establishment of the Jinyi Guards has pushed the case to a new climax.
In August of the same year, Empress Ma died, and Emperor Lao Zhu was deeply shocked. His heart became colder and crueler from then on.
"Then kill them all!" When Queen Ma was here, Emperor Lao Zhu showed no mercy to Hu Weiyong's group.
"Then keep killing!" Queen Ma left. Emperor Lao Zhu was disheartened. What appeared in front of his eyes was Queen Ma's voice and smile... His eyes gradually became hazy, and what he saw before his eyes turned into the shadow of swords and swords in Chuzhou City. , Poyang Lake's sea of blood and mountains of corpses, and in the end, everything faded away, leaving only the lone lamp in Huangjue Temple...
I am alone, a widower...sigh.
In this context, all the captains of the Royal Guards, Black Red Ti, and Cavalry Flags were dispatched, and Zhang Bi’s original owner, Slender Zhang Bi, was one of them...
That day, thin Zhang Ben and his colleagues chased Party Hu to Xiangyang Prefecture. They were ambushed and defeated. The dozen or so members of the Jin Yiwei were almost wiped out. After all, when they were first established, the members of the Jin Yiwei were a mixed bag, including vagrants, monks, stragglers, and so on. Even civil and military officials... there are all kinds of people, and their martial arts skills are even more uneven.
The thin Zhang Bi was quite skilled in martial arts, but he was beaten to the point of dying. He managed to escape to the foot of a mountain, where he saw a wandering Taoist coming towards him from afar. He finally couldn't hold on any longer, and his vision went dark...
When he woke up again, he was snatched away by this fat Zhang Ben.
But the injury was still serious. In order to heal him, the Taoist taught him the breathing method every day. After staying for a few days, all the internal and external injuries were healed. The Taoist also said goodbye and left, leaving only one person - Yun Gu.
"Do you know? At first, I thought I had traveled to the world of cultivating immortals!" At this point, Zhang Ben excitedly slammed the table, "I was so excited."
Later, Zhang Ben learned that the so-called Yungu Taoist was Qiu Xuanqing, Zhang Zhenren’s disciple when he met Zhen Palace!
Qiu Xuanqing was a high-ranking scholar in Wudang who was respected and upright, and was praised by people at that time. Emperor Lao Zhu even gave him the position of Minister of Taichang Temple, with three generations of imperial titles, and his ancestor was Mengtu.
And the breathing method taught to Zhang Ben by Taoist Master Qiu was actually a Qi-building method of the Wudang Sect!
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"Fifteenth year of Hongwu?" Lin Linyou thought of something and started shouting, "Brother, how many things are you hiding from me?"
"What...what happened? Why did I hide it from you?" Zhang Ben felt guilty.
"You clearly said before that you traveled through Hongwu thirty years ago!"
"Well...hey, let me tell you the truth!" Zhang Bi sighed, "I did travel through time in the fifteenth year of Hongwu. I must have remembered it wrong...but that's not important."
"Isn't it important? You're alive... One by one is one, three by three is nine..." Lin Lin calculated in his mind, "I'll treat you as twenty years old in Hongwu's fifteenth year. Hongwu's fifteenth year, twenty years ago." It’s been eight years, no matter what, you must be forty or fifty years old, you told me you are thirty-one now!”
"Yes! Doesn't it look good?" Zhang Bi patted his face, "Hey, I must have taken good care of myself!"
"Are you really forty or fifty years old?" Lin Lin reached up and pinched Zhang Bi's face.
Zhang Bi slapped his hand away: "Hey, just keep talking and don't use your hands or feet."
"Brother, tell me honestly, is the fact that you can stay young the result of cultivation?" Lin Lin said, "Including the fact that you can make your body weighing two hundred kilograms as light as a swallow, like a flying bird on the wind. A pig! Is it also the creation of cultivation?"
"Why are you talking so hard? In fact, cultivating the truth... means cultivating the mind."
Use your body as a furnace, and integrate with the external environment while entering concentration. Your five senses will become calm, and you will not regard losses as sadness, nor gains as joy. In this way, your cultivation can reach the foundation - this is the Qi training method;
When the pure Qi in the body becomes stronger, it can be introduced into the Dantian in order to form elixirs, and then the elixirs will transform into Yuanying and the Yuanshen will enter the void.
"Back then, Taoist Master Qiu taught me the breathing method and cured my injury." Zhang Bi was a little lost in thought, as if he had returned to the days when he met Taoist Master Qiu and got along with him.
Lin Linyou said excitedly: "It's amazing! I thought cultivation was just the fiction of the author of the novel, but I didn't expect the real practitioner to be right in front of me!"
"I have said that practicing is cultivating the mind, eating is cultivating, chopping wood is cultivating, and doing... what you like to do is also cultivating. As long as it is not a bad thing, everyone can be a cultivator." Zhang Bi said.
"So brother, you are already in the foundation building stage now, right?"
"It can't be that easy." Zhang Ben scratched his head lightly, "I have never been able to keep my mind calm and gain and lose the same... I don't know if there is something wrong."
"Would you like to find a chance to visit Taoist Master Qiu?" Lin Linyou asked tentatively.
"You still want to target Taoist Priest Qiu?" Zhang Ben said, "Taoist Priest travels all over the world, and the dragon never sees its end. It is difficult for the emperor to see him."
"I just want to ask Taoist Priest whether there is a way to live forever in the world." Lin Lin said, "I don't want to die in the Ming Dynasty. I still want to go back! Otherwise, I would like to ask Taoist Priest Qiu if there is a gate to time and space. , after all, time travel often happened in ancient times. I still remember that a man went up the mountain to chop firewood, and just after watching a game of chess, hundreds of years passed in the world... This story happened in my hometown during the Southern Dynasties!"
"It's hard to return the jade to my family, and I'm sure it's dead after seeing the world." Zhang Bi let out a long sigh, "Why haven't I heard this story?"
"so……"
"So, the story can only be a story. The way of Taoism is to look at people with their hearts in mind," Zhang Ben said.
Seeing Lin Linyou's disappointed look, Zhang Bi stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I don't want to expose my martial arts skills, just to stop killing and protect myself... However, if you really want to practice Qi, my elder brother can give you some pointers! "
"Really, brother?"
"You really want to learn? I'll teach you! Really."
"You said it yourself! Once a man has made a promise, it will be hard to keep back. You are not allowed to go back on your word!" Lin Linyou jumped up from the recliner again.
"If you want to practice this skill, you must first leave the palace!"
"Bring me my knife!"
"Second brother, you can't help it, I'm just kidding, don't be impulsive... leave the chicken under the knife——"
