"The late emperor once told me about Yuzhen Tu's rescue many years ago. Since the late emperor has promised you, tell me, what do you want?"
Seeing that the emperor did not regret it, Chu Mu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, my Tianji Sect is responsible for buying and selling information. Recently, I received news that there is a cult in the northwest. Your Majesty's cult had cholera in the world, and we had to guard against it. I ask for your Majesty's Holy Judgment. "
The little emperor had obviously heard about this, but he pretended to hear it for the first time. He was shocked and said: "What? There is a cult in the northwest? Is there any accurate news about this?"
Chu Mu told the little emperor exactly what Tianjisou Zhou Li had heard.
The little emperor nodded and said, "A few days ago, I told the Saint and Duke Wu An about the cult, but I didn't expect that there would be news now. There is some trouble in the northwest. The war there has just ended, and another cult has appeared. Mr. Wu An, what did we say to Saint Qianqiu before?"
Du Jie hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty, the Jianghu matter is a matter of Jianghu. If Your Majesty agrees, I would like to go to the northwest to find out the truth. If the situation is true, Your Majesty, please send a place to destroy the evil cult."
The little emperor was overjoyed after hearing this: "Well, you are indeed my Lord Wu'an. It is just right for you to go to the northwest. In this way, I will give you a secret order. If anything happens, you can go to the general's house stationed in the west to mobilize troops."
After listening to the words of the young emperor, the Imperial Master suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, Duke Wu An will share your majesty's worries. Ministers should also be loyal. Please go to the grassland as an envoy to persuade the grassland to become a minister."
"Oh? The Imperial Preceptor wants to make an envoy to the grassland? This is a job with a narrow chance of death. Are you not afraid of death?" The little emperor was a little surprised when he heard the Imperial Preceptor's words. Although he and the Imperial Preceptor had made a strategy before, the little emperor thought about it all night but didn't. The suitable candidate was now personally invited by the Imperial Preceptor in front of Duke Wu An. The little emperor thought about it and understood his idea.
"I am here to serve the country and the country, and this is the end of my life. The grassland has always been a serious problem for the imperial court. I should persuade the grassland with my sharp tongue."
"Okay! It is a blessing for the people that the Imperial Preceptor can take the court as the most important thing. I agree to this matter. I will send people to protect the Imperial Preceptor. Go back quickly. I can't live without the Imperial Preceptor even for a day."
Several people knelt down and obeyed the order. The little emperor thought for a while and said to Chu Mu: "Aftershock Tu has done a good job in saving the enemy, and now Tianjimen is helping the court again. According to my will, Yashan Tianjimen has done a good job in protecting the country. From now on, Yashan will be around Fifty miles away, it falls under the jurisdiction of Tianji Sect. Chu Mu, if there is any news related to the imperial court in the future, I promise that Tianji Sect has the right to report it secretly."
Kong Miaozhi and the Imperial Master frowned after hearing this, but Chu Mu didn't notice any difference. He quickly knelt down to give thanks.
The few people exchanged a few words with the little emperor, then stood up and left. After leaving the palace, Kong Miaozhi said worriedly: "Elder brother, today the emperor said that from now on the fifty miles of Yashan will be placed under the jurisdiction of Tianjimen. This matter must be reported to Master as soon as possible."
Chu Mu was still overjoyed: "Yes, this is a happy event. I will send the message back immediately."
Seeing Kong Miaozhi's expression, Du Jie asked with some confusion: "Lao Liu, what's wrong with you? When the little emperor said this, your expression was wrong. Is there something wrong?"
"I'm a little worried. To be honest, even if the emperor doesn't change the edict, the area around Yashan will have something to do with us. But if this edict is issued, I'm afraid we will be the only family of Tianjimen left near Yashan. The rest I will I'm not worried at all. The only thing I'm worried about is if there is a disaster of annihilation. Tianji Sect has no one to rely on in a short time, so we can only rely on ourselves. Even the imperial court will not easily send troops to help us. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, we don't know. ah."
"This...I didn't expect this, Lao Liu, are you a little too worried?"
"I wish I was overthinking it."
When Du Jie and his party came out of the palace, the last day of the state church election finally came to an end. Although the election was controversial, everyone still came to the state church as scheduled the next day. The people of the State Religion are quite generous, depending on the number of people coming and their status in the world. Many martial arts secrets were distributed as gifts. Many people had no intention of being selected in the first place, but after getting the martial arts secrets, they immediately felt that the trip to the national team was worth it.
After everyone took the secret books and left the state religion with satisfaction, the deacon registered the whereabouts of the martial arts secret books and sent them to Saint Qianqiu.
At this time, Saint Qianqiu was waiting for this book. He took it in his hand and slowly looked through it: "In addition to the seventeen major sects, there are also thirty-six small sects registered in the book. But among the small sects today, there are Three families have not arrived. These three families are..." After the deacon handed over the book, he reported the specific details to the saint one by one.
"Okay, please step back." After the deacon left, the three elders appeared behind Saint Qianqiu. Xiaoyaozi took the booklet from Saint Qianqiu's hand and said while turning it
"There are three sects. In addition to the sect that the Little Emperor's San Du pretended to be when he entered the state religion, there are two more. Were they killed by people from the cult, or are they themselves the peripheral strength of the cult? Qianqiu, is this matter easy to investigate? ?”
"There are tens of millions of followers of the state religion. There is no problem in investigating this matter, but why are there still two sects? What is going on with the other sect? Is it possible that there are others?"
Zhen Shifang was too lazy to think about it. They thought it would be troublesome yesterday when they talked about trying to trick out the cult spies. He has a straightforward temper, and this is neither painful nor pleasant. Feeling a little irritable at the moment
"Just two, kill those two sects and ask their leaders to find out. It's useless for you to think about it for a long time."
Several people knew Zhen Shifang's temper and were not annoyed. However, Feng Wuhen had an idea and asked: "How many people are from these three sects?"
Xiaoyaozi looked down at the booklet: "Three people, six people, hey, only one person from this sect came?"
"Only one person?" Feng Wuhen and Qianqiu Saint looked at each other, and then looked at the booklet together: "Shanren Sect?"
At this time, eighty miles away from the capital, an old man rode a donkey and left happily to the west. The donkey doesn't walk fast. At this time, the sun was setting in the west mountain, and the old man was not in a hurry. He looked in the direction of the capital and smiled: "After so many years, there is still no progress. The old man will make fun of you next time we meet again, hahaha!"
"Immortal Master, it is more interesting to have an Immortal Master. Zhang Chaozong, you are still so naive."
When he talked about Zhang Chaozong, he seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but recite a poem: "We see each other off in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood. The spring grass is green every year, whether the kings and grandchildren return..."
It was already dusk when Du Jie and his party returned to Tingfeng Pavilion. As soon as they entered the room, they heard Zhuo Bufan say that three sages from the state religion had come once, and with them was Fan Zhixian, who had just become a candidate for the saint.
The two were originally in a competitive relationship, but after she came, she didn't know what she said to Changsun Wufang. Changsun Wufang actually brought him to Ye Qingcheng's side. Fan Zhixian cut open his finger with a dagger and dripped three drops of blood into Ye Qingcheng's mouth.
Not an hour later, Changsun Wufang was overjoyed to inform Zhuo Bufan that Ye Qingcheng actually woke up.
Chu Mu exclaimed, "The Yaowang Pulse is actually so good!"
Changsun Wufang nodded, then shook his head: "No matter how powerful the Yaowang Pulse is, its effect on internal injuries like Fourth Senior Sister's is limited. Her own desire to survive is the most critical, and she can come back to life this time. I hope she can think Open up."
Zhuo Bufan saw that Sun Wufang stopped talking about other things, so he had no choice but to speak on his own: "The people from the National Religion are here. In addition to helping the fourth child's injury, there is one more thing."
Chu Mu asked hurriedly: "Is it about the general election?"
Changsun Wuhu knew that he could no longer hide it, so he had no choice but to say: "The Venerable Master of the State Religion asked me to tell Senior Sister that after she recovers from her injuries, she can go to the State Religion. Three years in front of the Holy Lady, and three years later, she will be chosen among the three of them. New Saint.”
"What if the fourth child doesn't go?"
"No, the state religion has announced the three winners of the state religion election to the world. If they don't go, in addition to the fourth senior sister automatically losing their qualifications, Tianjimen will also be affected."
Chu Mu nodded after hearing this, and finally decided: "Let her decide everything by herself when she wakes up."
The senior brother spoke and everyone said nothing. Seeing that Ye Qingcheng was slowly getting better, she felt relieved. After settling her down, accompanied by Zhang Sun Wufang, the others returned to the lobby.
After dinner, a few people chatted in the pavilion of Tingfeng Pavilion. Chu Mu told Zhuo Bufan about today's chat with the little emperor.
Zhuo Bufan nodded: "So, you are going to get up and leave soon?"
"Yes, I plan to go back to Tianji Sect to report to Master first, and then go to the northwest with them. Speaking of which, Li Wenyuan has dealt with our Tianji Sect before. Three years ago, Li Wenyuan came to our Tianji Sect to buy a piece of information. At that time, he He claims to be a big businessman responsible for military supplies in the northwest. Because of the shortage of iron materials, he wants to see if there is any news about iron mines from us. However, Lao Qi said that he is not the person directly responsible for military supplies. When it comes to the imperial court, I am afraid that I will give the secret. If Men got into any trouble, he didn't agree to it. The matter was settled."
Zhuo Bufan was a little surprised: "Is there such a thing? But since you are taking the next step, you have to plan carefully. I heard that the Yamen in the northwest seem to be a little unprofessional. The Li family reported the case a long time ago, but the local gentry organized people to go I searched several times, but the Yamen never showed up."
"In the eyes of the scholars, farmers, industry and merchants, Mr. Li is just a farmer who can produce gold. How could they work hard for a servant? Don't count on those yamen. Those people are simply a group of parasites of the imperial court! Northwest! The land has been barren for a long time, and the folk customs are extremely strong. What these old diehards think about every day is how to suppress the so-called unruly people. How can they control the life and death of a businessman, let alone Li Wenyuan, even if something happens to Wan Sanjin? , they still ignored it." Du Jie heard Zhuo Bufan talking about local officials in the northwest and snorted coldly.
"Oh? The yamen in the northwest are so poor? Why doesn't the court care? Didn't Marshal Du report it to the court? This is a big deal." Seeing Du Jie's comments, Chu Mu asked in surprise.
