Fang Longye was multitasking. While he was deep in cultivation, he drove his incarnation Fang Xian out of the cave and went straight to the head of the Longjiang Sect.
A middle-aged monk in black robes was handling the affairs of the Longjiang Sect in the study. He saw a figure flashing up. After seeing it clearly, he quickly stood up and bowed, "Disciple Lin Lei has met Master!"
Fang Longye waved his hand and said: "No courtesy~"
Lin Lei straightened up and asked, "I wonder what the master has to do with his disciples?"
"I am very restless and want to go down the mountain for a trip. I told you to take good care of your home." Fang Longye told Lin Lei following Fang Xian's demeanor and way of speaking in his memory.
"Disciple, I respectfully obey my master's orders." Lin Lei had no doubts. His master was only a hundred and fifty years old. Although he was devoted to the Tao, he was never in the mood to sit down and meditate for a long time. He usually did not go on such spontaneous outings. Rare.
Fang Longye didn't say anything more when he saw this. Fang Xian himself has always been aloof and talkative.
He ducked out of the Longjiang Pagoda Palace, held up a green leaf-shaped flying magic weapon, jumped up and stood on it, and flew towards Zhang Guo's current capital.
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Zhang Guo's current Ningde Prefecture in Gyeonggi Province is a natural basin surrounded by mountains on three sides. A Li River separates it from the previously lost northern land.
A beautiful and prosperous city was built in the center of Ningde Mansion. The moat surrounding the city passed through the city and alleys, leading to a long river not far away, and then connected to the Li River in the north.
After experiencing the humiliation of the country and the fall of the capital Yujing to the enemy, the Zhangguo court re-selected Tai'an as the capital~
It was early in the morning, and the entire city was shrouded in a light mist. The mist was illuminated golden by the sunlight, making it particularly peaceful and beautiful.
The sun is rising day by day, and the whole city of Tai'an is becoming lively.
But I saw the pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the city, lined up one after another, with towering eaves and flying eaves blowing in the clouds. Outside the city, by the moat, brothels and boats are like crucian carp crossing the river. Scholars are reciting poems and writing poems, and knights and warriors are drinking happily.
"When will the singing and dancing of the West Lake and the Qingshan Tower outside the mountains stop? The warm breeze makes the tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou."
If we hadn't traveled all the way, all we would have seen and heard would be the chaotic times of local tyrants and evil gentry acting wantonly, ordinary people being displaced, and thieves and bandits emerging one after another.
Just looking at the scenery of Tai'an, Fang Longye really thought that this was a prosperous time when the country was peaceful and the people were peaceful.
hehe!
At this time, he transformed into a noble man and sat in the best restaurant in the city to have a drink by the window.
His spiritual consciousness glanced at the magnificent and majestic palace in the imperial city, which was almost as equal as the previous Yujing Palace, and sneered.
Since ancient times, it is nothing more than the same thing.
As a majestic monarch of a country, Emperor Zhang was faced with the critical situation of losing more than half of his territory, so he did not think about the Northern Expedition and made great efforts to govern.
Instead, they carried out large-scale construction and built palaces, as if they wanted to settle here.
It’s no wonder that so many officials and gentry are doing whatever they want.
You, the emperor, are like this. How many subjects under your rule do you expect to fight for your family?
Fang Longye looked at this "endlessly singing and dancing" Tai'an City and just wanted to laugh.
These senior officials of the Zhang Kingdom who do not talk about state affairs and indulge in wine, sex and pleasure all day long have the style of "celebrities" who "sing in a leaky boat, drink heavily in a burning house, and do not know that they are about to drown".
"Brother Zhang, have you heard? Governor Ding Peng on the front line was forcibly recalled to Tai'an by His Majesty's Nine Imperial Edicts. Now the whole family is in jail."
In the restaurant, the noble man dressed in white silk was chatting quietly with his companions.
"How come you haven't heard of it? My father said that Ding Peng was plotting a rebellion. The princes in the court have already issued their judgments, and the three tribes will be annihilated in a few days." The young man surnamed Zhang in yellow clothes also lowered his voice.
"Haha! What they are talking about is rebellion, but they are just worried that Governor Ding will succeed in the Northern Expedition and the situation will be difficult to control. It is a pity that only five of the nineteen prefectures have lost their territory and have not recovered, so the Northern Expedition fell short." The man in white sneered.
"Brother Li, be careful! Who doesn't know His Majesty's thoughts? Besides, this is what it should be. Besides, we can no longer support it with taxes, so it's time to slow down." The young master named Zhang heard this. He said this in a lowered voice.
"It's such a shame that these untouchables are causing trouble for no reason. Can't you just endure it a little longer? Will you die if you pay a few more buckets of rice? Now you can't survive financially. In order to cease the war, you have to cede land to Cang Country and sue for peace." The young master in white clothes An indignant look on his face.
"Who says it's not the case? These common people have always been like this. They are only interested in profit. How can they understand the justice of the country? In such a situation, it will be difficult to think about the Northern Expedition in the future." Hearing this, the man named Zhang in yellow also sighed.
"It's a pity that Governor Ding~ It is said that His Majesty did not actually intend to put him to death, but the Cang Kingdom knew that we were interested in peace talks, so they directly said, 'Ding Peng dies before peace talks can begin.'"
"It's not a pity. In recent years, the situation has been turbulent, and the warriors have become domineering. The year before last, my father and the Ding thieves delivered food and grass, but he wanted to get some kickbacks, but he was so stingy that he didn't even allow a penny and had to report it to the court. Now he has ended up like this. You deserve it." After hearing this, Mr. Zhang waved his long sleeves of yellow clothes and sneered.
"Oh? I didn't know about this. Isn't it a common practice for my uncle to do this since ancient times? He probably saw that the general was powerful and swallowed up his share. It's not surprising that military men are greedy by nature." The man in white echoed and gave his own guess.
Then a smile appeared on his face and the conversation changed.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this matter. By the way, Brother Sun returned to Beijing after performing his duties yesterday, and tonight we friends will greet him at Chunyue Tower. Let's go together later?"
"Let's go together, let's go together~ It is said that Miss Zhirou will come out of the palace tonight, and I plan to have a romantic night with her!"
Fang Longye played with the wine glass in his hand, not surprised by the situation the two men said.
This kind of self-destruction of the Great Wall and cutting off one's own arms has happened thousands of years ago, and it will not be absent thousands of years from now.
No matter which world you are in, it is not uncommon for a lot of blood to be wasted. It is normal for heroes to be killed unjustly and for villains to succeed.
Looking at the long dragon that transformed the national destiny above the palace, I saw that it was sluggish and suffocated with black energy. There was no trace of the majesty of the divine dragon.
No matter how prosperous Tai'an City is, this kind of whitewashing of peace cannot cover up Zhang Guo's decline that is now rotten to the core.
If this country is at its peak, even if my incarnation belongs to the human race, my strength will be weakened by 30% due to the dragon energy of the country!
Even the main body’s search for souls as a general manager probably wouldn’t have been so easy~
With a chuckle, Fang Longye left some gold and silver and left the restaurant without anyone noticing.
It's time to go take a look at the Grand Governor Ding Peng.
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There was silence in a large cell. Although it is divided into several compartments like an ordinary bedroom, the environment is considered to be excellent compared to an ordinary prison cell.
But it also has the coldness and dampness common to prisons, coupled with the dark and deep environment, it is like a giant beast that chooses people to eat, which makes people shudder.
Ding Peng sat quietly with his eyes closed, his hair turned messy overnight, and his body was bound by iron chains, but the flame in his chest seemed to burst out ~
Why? Why! It's not that he didn't understand that the emperor wanted to kill the donkey. But the key emperor, are you not even willing to wait for this little time?
Even if you let me regain my entire country?
He never thought that the emperor would be so eager for quick success and that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty would be so short-sighted!
In order to dispel the emperor's doubts, he asked his only son to abandon martial arts at an early age and become a scholar in the rear.
He treats his colleagues without any personal dignity, is ruthless and ruthless in his military management, and has almost no personal friends;
He never participated in the party disputes in the DPRK and focused on being a lonely minister.
Isn't this enough?
Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Open your eyes and take a look. How can I threaten your throne?
"The white head is a sign of fame. The old mountains have old pines and bamboos, blocking the return journey. I want to put my thoughts on the Yao Qin. I have few close friends. Who will listen when the string is broken?"
Just when Ding Peng had great power in his heart, but could not use it, and could not vent his sorrow and anger.
Along with the poem, the whole prison was filled with clouds and mist, and a spiritual light illuminated the cell. A Taoist in green walked through the wall and came to Ding Peng.
"Blessed Immortal Heavenly Lord~" Fang Longye gave a light salute: "People like Xianyun Yehe have met Governor Ding~"
