In Wanshou Palace, the fragrance of elixirs is still there, and the green smoke is curling up.
Emperor Jiaming, who was lying on the couch, had a change of expression on his face, as if he was thinking about something big in his mind.
"Your Majesty, Yang Qing has arrived at the side hall. Do you want to declare his presence?"
Huang Daban opened the door and came in to report.
"Xuan!"
Emperor Jiaming sat up from his couch with a majestic voice.
"Xuan Yangqing comes to see you!"
Huang Daban's voice came from far away, and not long after, Yang Qing followed a young eunuch and walked in.
"Welcome minister Yang Qing, please pay your respects to your Majesty. May you be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains. Long live, long live, long live!"
As soon as Yang Qing entered the door, he immediately bowed and kowtowed three times and said long live.
Emperor Jiaming, who was originally looking a little gloomy, couldn't help but smile.
It seems that this Yang Qing, after so many years of suppression, has finally learned to behave, his mouth is not so bad, and he can talk.
But he didn't know that before Yang Qing left, He Ping'an had told Yang Qing to wish Emperor Jiaming a long life.
Worried that Yang Qing said something wrong, Emperor Jiaming suppressed him on the spot.
"Do you know why I called you here?"
Emperor Jiaming smiled and his voice became much gentler.
Yang Qing knelt under the stage and said with a trembling voice: "I am stupid and don't know the Holy Spirit's deep meaning. I hope the Holy Spirit will make it clear."
This was his second time meeting Emperor Jiaming since he won the top prize that year, so it would be strange if he wasn't nervous.
"Yang Qing, don't be nervous, sit down and talk."
Emperor Jiaming noticed Yang Qing's nervousness and ordered the young eunuch to move a chair and place it next to Yang Qing.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I am just standing here..."
Yang Qing stood up quickly and felt shy for a moment.
Emperor Jiaming's eyes were a little impatient, I asked you to sit down, why are there so many dramas...
Seeing that Emperor Jiaming was silent, Yang Qing seemed to sense Emperor Jiaming's impatience, and quickly sat down on the chair. He seemed to feel that the seat was a little too solid, so he quickly moved his butt out, leaving only half of the chair.
Above the buttocks, it was like ants crawling around.
He had only been in for a few dozen breaths, and he was already sweating profusely.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, no wonder the ancients said that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.
In my opinion, Old Yang, this Emperor Jiaming is much scarier than that tiger.
Of course, compared with the tigress at home, it's still a little worse...
Emperor Jiaming sat on the soft couch and asked calmly: "Yang Qing, what is your relationship with the Dragon Riding Martial Saint?"
Originally, Emperor Jiaming wanted to call Yang Qing for questioning last time about the ghosts and immortals in Yanzhou, but after questioning Qin Zhongxi in the end, he did not ask Yang Qing.
But this time Yang Qing met Wu Sheng again, and Wu Sheng had to personally teach Confucian classics, so he had to ask.
It would be best to contact the Dragon Riding Martial Saint through Yang Qing and explore his tone. If he were allowed to continue killing like this, Emperor Jiaming would feel like his face was being rubbed against the ground.
"Wei Chen and Dragon Riding Martial Saint just met by chance..."
Yang Qing told the exact story of the two encounters he had with the Dragon Riding Martial Saint.
There is no need to lie when facing Emperor Jiaming. With a first-level Taoist cultivation level, one's spiritual consciousness can detect changes in one's soul.
Even if there is a secret method to hide the soul, Emperor Jiaming can still sacrifice the mind-asking mirror that the half-saint personally refined. With Emperor Jiaming's cultivation, even a transcendent monk can ask the truth.
Of course, the premise is that you have to cooperate with him to transcend the realm...
"Righteous song?"
Emperor Jiaming chewed in his heart.
He had been observing the changes in Yang Qing's soul, and found that although the man was nervous and his heart beat faster, there was no obvious fluctuation in his soul. He should be telling the truth.
Especially when Yang Qing talked about Zhengqi Song, he felt the admiration and excitement immediately.
"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds..."
Emperor Jiaming recited a few words silently, and the qi in his body began to circulate, and Haoran's righteousness began to surge in his chest.
As the emperor of Daxuan, he had national fortune to assist him in his cultivation, and his Confucian cultivation was not low, having reached the fourth level of Confucianism and Taoism.
It's a pity that he has been unable to break through to the third level.
Regarding this matter, he also asked Yang Qing's father-in-law, Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng did not answer directly, only said: "Maybe the opportunity has not come yet..."
The dignified first-grade Confucian and Taoist monk actually became aggressive.
Until today, Emperor Jiaming finally understood what Liu Sheng meant after listening to the Zhengqi song.
When he broke through to the fifth level of Confucianism and Taoism, he had just ascended the throne for less than 20 years and had not yet established the Palace of Eternal Life. He just wanted to be a good emperor who was diligent and caring for the people and left a name in history.
However, in the 20th year of Emperor Jiaming's reign, he made up his mind to live forever, founded the Hall of Longevity, and did many things that made people angry, and he had already drifted away from Confucianism and Taoism.
However, he has no regrets.
If you can't live forever and can't break through the realm of transcendence, what's the use of just being a member of history?
Although this righteousness song is good, it is too square and does not suit me.
After listening to the poem and understanding its meaning, Emperor Jiaming already understood that this dragon-riding martial saint could create righteous songs, but it was inconsistent with his own ideas, so it was unlikely to recruit him.
Yang Qing sat down cautiously, feeling uneasy as he watched Emperor Jiaming's expression changing.
"Keep talking!"
Emperor Jiaming put aside the matter of Zhengqi Song and gave instructions.
"yes......."
Yang Qing quickly agreed and continued talking.
After everything was said, Emperor Jiaming nodded and said, "You handled the case beautifully this time. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
Yang Qing stood up quickly and said: "It is an honor for a humble minister to serve the Holy Lord. How dare you ask for a reward?"
"If you work under me, you will be rewarded for your merit!"
Emperor Jiaming pondered for a moment and then told Huang Daban: "Daban, convey my decree and appoint Yang Qing as the chief envoy to Liangzhou."
It was the Liangzhou Chief Envoy who had been investigated before. His position was vacant, so Yang Qing targeted him.
"Slave obeys the order!"
Huang Daban came out with the order and went to deliver the order to the officials.
Yang Qing hurriedly knelt on the ground, bowed three times and kowtowed: "I thank you for your kindness!"
I was so happy that if I hadn't been in front of Emperor Jiaming, I would have started singing and dancing.
"Okay, let's go!"
"I'm tired!"
Emperor Jiaming lay on the soft couch and waved his hand, signaling Yang Qing to retreat.
After Yang Qing left, Emperor Jiaming's eyes flashed, he sat up straight and said, "Master Xuantao."
The next little eunuch quickly took the order and left.
A quarter of an hour later, a Taoist with a fair face and purple robe floated over.
Emperor Jiaming stepped back and then asked: "Master Tao, how many corpses are there in the Nine-Turn Wanshou Furnace now?"
Master Shao bowed and bowed, and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, Parts A and B have just been filled, and Part C now has about 300 objects."
Emperor Jiaming rubbed his brows and said, "It's too slow. I've been feeling restless recently. I always feel like something big is happening. Can the speed be faster?"
Tao Zhenren thought for a moment and replied: "The amount of elixir is sufficient. What is lacking now is mainly the people who test the elixir."
After a moment of silence, he continued: "If the Holy One is really anxious, you can consider Pindao's previous idea."
Emperor Jiaming thought for a long time, seemed to have made up his mind, and said seriously: "Then do what the real person said, but you must do it in a hidden place."
"yes!"
Tao Zhenren bowed and agreed.
After pondering for a moment, Tao Zhenren spoke again: "Your Majesty, I have the guts to ask you for someone."
Emperor Jiaming said in surprise: "Oh, who is it?"
"He Ping'an, a young official in green from the Department of Drugs."
"For such a trivial matter, just go and ask Prince Tang for help."
Emperor Jiaming waved his hand nonchalantly.
Emperor Jiaming had heard a little bit about He Ping'an. He was the first person to come out of the Drug Testing Department after ten years. He heard that it was because Master Changchun of Quanzhen Dao gave him a few poison-preventing pills.
"The King of Tang will not let anyone go..."
Tao Zhenren explained.
It turned out that he had told the King of Tang about this matter as early as three days ago, but the King of Tang did not want to hand this person over to the Alchemy Department.
"Since the King of Tang won't let him go, he has his reasons."
When Emperor Jiaming heard this, he was ready to refuse.
Tao Zhenren said quickly: "Your Majesty, if the number of people testing medicine increases, the demand for elixirs will also increase. I don't have enough people under my command. I heard that He Ping'an is good at pharmacology."
"If you cultivate one or two, you can make elixirs."
"I'll think about it."
Emperor Jiaming looked at Zhenren Tao's leaving figure with a deep light in his eyes.
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