In the morning of late spring, the damp wind swept gently through the half-opened windows into the shrine, caressing every corner gently, and then left quietly, leaving behind the skylight that occupied everything.
Cao Yi, who had absorbed spiritual energy for a night, opened his eyes, and two colorful lights shot out of his pupils.
The repair of Yelv Zhigu's armor this time is different from the last time he repaired the Lihuo God Furnace according to the gourd and painting ladle. It is really repaired bit by bit, which not only consumes spiritual energy, but also exhausts the soul.
If it weren't for the purpose of improving the level of weapon refining, he would definitely use the worry-free and labor-saving Sky Mending Technique.
"well"
A sigh was heard, and there was anxiety and irritability in the voice.
“Wait in a hurry”
Cao Yi swayed, swept out of the temple, and appeared behind the door of the Taoist temple with a breeze. He stretched out his hands to open the door, and the mysterious formation hiding the Taoist temple disappeared.
"Taoist Master, you are finally out."
Yang Huting, who looked anxious, breathed a sigh of relief.
"The general has been kept waiting for a long time."
Yang Huting came last night, and Cao Yi had no time to pay attention to him because he was busy recovering.
Yang Huting was also an honest man and stood at the door all night.
"It's me who disturbed the Taoist priest. That's right. Your Majesty will hold the Empire Rebuilding Ceremony and the New Taoist Establishment Ceremony in three days, no, it's two days later. Your Majesty hopes that the Taoist Priest will preside over it."
Yang Huting said.
Host the ceremony?
The endless rituals and red tapes immediately appeared in Cao Yi's mind. His scalp went numb for a moment, and he shook his head and said: "Pindao doesn't like these secular things. Go back and tell your majesty that Pindao will be present at the empire reconstruction ceremony and the founding ceremony of the new Taoism. But Not hosting a ceremony."
"But" Yang Huting said, remembering that Cao Yi's decision was not something he could persuade, so he swallowed it back.
"I won't let you stay"
Cao Yi drove people away.
Yang Huting saluted and left.
Cao Yi closed the door and went back to continue absorbing spiritual energy and recuperating his soul.
Flash forward, two days later.
Yang Huting came again and changed into a lieutenant general uniform.
Cao Yi took a look and said with a smile: "I've been promoted."
"His Majesty asked me to form a special department and get a promotion."
Yang Huting's face looked a little unnatural.
After not seeing each other for two days, he became the spy chief.
“No matter whether the work is good or bad, we all serve the people.”
Cao Yihua used a modern saying that was often used a long time ago.
"The Taoist priest is right."
The corners of Yang Huting's mouth twitched and he nodded.
Cao Yi glanced at the rising sun, and with a thought, the Red Sky Sword flew out and continued to grow into the size of a door panel.
Before Yang Huting could react, he appeared on the Chixiao Sword.
With a swish, the Chixiao Sword jumped into the air, and at the same time released an air shield to protect Yang Huting.
"This is the Flying Sword written by the Master of Huanzhu Tower!"
Yang Huting had always stayed in the gourd during several major transfers before. This was the first time he stood on the sword like this, and he was a little excited.
"almost"
After Cao Yi said something casually, he accelerated.
About ten minutes later, after crossing a hundred miles, we arrived at the place where the imperial reconstruction ceremony and the founding ceremony of the new Taoism were held, the former site of Afang Palace in the western suburbs of Xi'an City.
An ancient city tower stands on the ground. There are tens of thousands of soldiers under the city, and the city is filled with darkness and extraordinary momentum.
In the distance, there are hundreds of thousands of people, as far as the eye can see.
"On the tower"
Cao Yi felt Ying Zheng's aura and controlled the Red Xiao Sword to fly over.
The distance was not far, and in less than five breaths, we arrived at the tower.
There were quite a lot of people, as many as forty or fifty people.
With Ying Zheng and Principal Jiang as the core.
"Your Majesty, times have changed. It is better not to implement the punishment of skinning and harvesting grass."
Principal Jiang, standing next to Ying Zheng, was persuading with a frown.
What peeled grass?
Who is peeling off the real grass?
Hearing such explosive words as soon as he came, Cao Yi couldn't help but be confused.
"Taoist Master"
Ying Zheng left Principal Jiang and walked over with a smile on his face.
"I don't like tedious things, don't blame me, Your Majesty."
Cao Yi apologized for refusing to host the ceremony.
"I didn't think carefully"
Ying Zheng took matters into his own hands.
Yang Huting on the side stood straight, saluted, and said hello energetically: "Your Majesty."
Ying Zheng hummed lightly.
"Your Majesty, the motorcade of Mr. Pierre, the British ambassador representing various countries, has arrived at the gate. Can the skinning and harvesting be postponed?"
Principal Jiang came over and asked.
Ying Zheng frowned and asked Cao Yi: "Does the Taoist priest also think it is cruel to use peeled grass to deal with the moths that are enriching their own pockets?"
“A bit cruel indeed”
Cao Yi told the truth.
Ying Zheng nodded, turned around and said to Principal Jiang and the officials: "Since the Taoist Priest said it was cruel, I will abolish the clause in the new "Qin Code" about peeling off the skin and solid grass."
Cao Yi immediately heard forty or fifty slight voices of relief.
Looking up, at least twenty senior officials gave him kind looks.
Ahem! Pindao is not in the same group as you.
"Use car cracking instead"
Ying Zheng's voice sounded again.
"Ahem..."
"Ahem..."
…
There was a coughing sound at the scene, as if everyone was choking on smoke.
"Execution"
Ying Zheng waved his hand towards the tower.
The sound is not loud, but it travels far.
Thousands of powerful cavalrymen on the west side of the city tower dispersed suddenly, and at least 400 people had their hands, feet, and necks tied with ropes.
"Tyrant, you must die a happy death!"
"Ying Zheng, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
"Damn Ying Zheng, you are exactly the same as history said."
"Ying Zheng, you are so cruel"
…
Four hundred officials who were arrested for enriching their own pockets roared with hatred before they died.
The ropes were stretched to the limit by the cavalry, and then,
"ah"
"ah"
…
Screams sounded one after another.
Limbs flew around, blood spilled on the ground, it was very bloody.
In the distance, hundreds of thousands of people burst into cheers like thunder, no, it should be like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
On the tower, Principal Jiang and a group of senior officials looked down blankly.
Ying Zheng's approach of killing chickens to scare monkeys frightened them.
Cao Yi's expression remained unchanged. He had traveled through so many worlds and had seen too many cruel things.
"My God, what I saw, it's unimaginable that such a cruel punishment happened in the twentieth century."
An old foreign man about fifty years old, holding a civilized stick, wearing a black suit, and with neatly combed hair, appeared at the entrance to the side of the tower.
He was followed by several foreign entourages.
Needless to say, it was Pierre, the British ambassador.
All the officials subconsciously wanted to greet him, but when their eyes glanced at the motionless Ying Zheng, they all stopped in their tracks.
One second, two seconds...no one came forward.
Pierre's brows furrowed.
"The parade begins"
Ying Zheng's voice came.
"wind"
"wind"
"strong wind"
…
With a loud voice.
A group of infantry, about five hundred people, came from the left, each wearing black armor and holding bronze spears, walking in neat steps.
"Taoist Priest, how are my infantry?"
Ying Zheng asked.
"good"
Cao Yi smiled.
…
Pierre's face sank when he saw that the two of them were talking and laughing freely, and that no official around them came to receive him.
