"The King of Violence! The sycophants! They are all rebellious! Rebellious!!"
Emperor Qing went crazy and scolded him from morning till night.
The ministers and servants wanted to remind the emperor that this was wrong. Those two were not rebellious, just crazy.
But no one dared to speak, because the emperor was going crazy.
Although King Hui is not in the court, his influence is always there. Many government orders that are difficult to implement can be completed using King Hui. From time to time, the ministers of the DPRK wrote letters asking for help, but sometimes it was actually the emperor playing tricks.
The reason why Emperor Qing had the confidence to do this was Sun Sihai's Bai Sheng Tang.
The chief helmsman of Baishengtang and Prince Hui's Mansion are both in Huizhou, and Sun Sihai is in charge personally. Even if King Hui really has a different intention, he can suppress it with the force of thunder.
These two people are the two pillars of Qingguo, and they have always been able to check and balance each other. Even if you conspire to rebel, you can still be mentally prepared. But in this situation, there is no way to think about it.
There is no collapse, only more collapse.
Emperor Qing didn't know what blood pressure was, but he could feel that his blood vessels were about to burst.
"If that bastard from Qi State knew about it, he would laugh at me to death."
However, Emperor Qing didn't know that the man behind the scenes who drove him crazy also went to Qi State at this time. Moreover, they also set their sights on the capital of Qi State.
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"It's rare." Su Qing stopped his head above the capital of Qi State.
Don't rush things in Shinto, and you can't find a chance. When passing over Qi State, Su Qing only slowed down, and the clouds didn't even fall.
If you sense someone you are destined for, go down and have a look. If there is nothing, it will be over.
But he didn't expect that the destined person didn't meet him and saw a ghost.
Without incense, the breath of wish power is weak, but it is real.
Su Qing's eyes dropped, passing through the hustle and bustle of fireworks, and landed in a busy market. A thin old gentleman was cursing in the street.
"When the eunuchs are in charge, the country will not be a country. The Qi Gong Palace is lawless and rebellious, framed by loyal people. Especially the governor of the Qi Gong Palace, who is a rootless eunuch, is actually known as the master. He only hates that the people are ignorant, and he is actually Blinded..."
The old gentleman was wearing a worn-out Confucian robe with patches everywhere. But it was washed very clean and the crown looked neat. He stood in the middle of the market and cursed at the top of his lungs, staying away from the people around him.
Two official servants were standing not far away, showing no intention of caring. Only when passersby stop curiously will they be scolded and driven away.
"Although the Shinto is not prosperous, it does not prevent humans and gods from rising up. I never expected that there would be such a person in this capital."
Su Qing's eyes were locked on the old man.
When he was at the Xishan King's Tomb, the ghosts said that King Hui was a natural yin god. In fact, King Hui only has potential, and it is difficult to become a Dharma without Su Qing's enlightenment.
Not so with this old man.
He condenses the divine dharma in a mortal body, and acts as a mortal in the daytime and as Yin in dreams. He is a true natural Yin god.
"It's difficult to see the Shinto Dharma during the day, so you have to wait until night to take a look."
Su Qing was not in a hurry, and sat meditating on the cloud head to wait.
The old man seemed to be thirsty after cursing for a long time, so he went to pick up the gourd under the tree nearby and drank some water. It was getting late, and there were fewer and fewer people on the road. They walked away carrying gourds and carrying their hands behind their backs.
The two officials heaved a sigh of relief and quickly turned around and left.
The old man wandered around and arrived at a dilapidated old house. It seemed that this was where he lived. And right at the gate, someone was waiting for him.
The person who came was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing clothes that looked like official robes, but without the unique embroidery of official robes. Seeing this person, the old man immediately darkened his face.
"Go away! I don't welcome Qi Gongdian's lackeys here!"
"Mr. Yuan, you should be more knowledgeable." The middle-aged man said: "The reason I have been letting you go is not because you were once the emperor's master, but because the governor and you are old friends."
"Bah!" the old man cursed: "Being friends with that eunuch is the most shameful thing in my life. If you want to stop me, you have to kill me."
The middle-aged man sighed. "Others don't understand, but you should understand. The Governor is extremely loyal to the imperial court. Qi Gong Palace is the palace of the Qi State, not the name of the Governor. It's just that the kings have banned the imperial power, so the Governor has to..."
"Fart, don't think I don't know anything!" the old man yelled. "Now you are planning to depose the crown prince and put the three-year-old seventh prince on the throne. Doing these things is obviously to pave the way."
The middle-aged man said: "Whatever you say, I came here today to inform you. The governor will come back to see you tomorrow. I hope you will be at home."
"Oh?" The old man was not surprised but happy. "Okay, I won't go out tomorrow, so I'll just wait at home. What's the point of scolding you guys? It's fun to scold that old dog in person."
"One last reminder." The middle-aged man frowned: "The Governor's patience is limited, and his old man came here to give you his last advice. If you are still like this, I will not protect you again. There will be no need for Qi Gongdian by then. If you want You have killed many people!"
The middle-aged man threw up his sleeves and left, and the old man also entered the hospital and slammed the door. The door was so damaged that half of it fell off.
The old man ignored him and went straight into the house. I took out some broken rice from the rice vat and cooked some porridge. After drinking a lot of water, I read for a while and then fell asleep.
Su Qing had been watching from the cloud, and something unusual happened when it was midnight.
The mist flows from the old man's body and gradually gathers the Dharma image.
His facial features are the same as those of an old man, but his body is stronger. And he was wearing official robes and holding chains in his hands.
Su Qing's eyes were complicated. "There are many ghosts of trial, but..."
Shinto laws are not static and will continue to change according to the behavior of the underworld gods. If he often kills evil spirits, he will look like a military attache wearing a helmet. If he often judges sins, he will be dressed like a civil servant.
This old man's official robe has iron cords, indicating that he often kills ghosts after convicting sins.
After the old man's appearance appeared, he seemed to adapt to it, took one look at his body and then floated out. He floated in the air and looked around, locked a position and headed towards the escape light.
It was an ordinary family who had just finished their errands. There was a coffin parked in the yard and paper lanterns hung on the door.
A young woman was keeping vigil, dozing off against a pillar. A ghostly figure stood at the foot of the wall, staring at the young woman with resentment.
The old man floated to the roof and stared at the ghost. Su Qing stood on the clouds, looking down at the old man.
After a while, the ghost took action.
It's a male ghost who looks like the man in the coffin. He struggled to grab a sickle from the corner and stumbled towards the woman.
The old man shook the chain in his hand and locked the ghost figure with a clatter.
The male ghost was shocked and looked up.
The old man fell into the courtyard floating in the air, and the male ghost was trembling and unable to stand.
Shinto law has its own coercion on ghosts, and male ghosts have no room to resist.
"Sir... please... this bitch... hurt me... I... kill him... to take revenge..."
The male ghost kept begging.
The old man said: "You can still reincarnate now, but if you kill someone, you will become a powerful ghost. You will completely lose your mind and kill people randomly. I have no other choice but to kill you."
"Okay, okay..." The male ghost's eyes flashed. "I'll kill her...to take revenge...you...kill me again..."
The old man said: "If I kill you, your soul will be gone and you will never have the chance to be reincarnated."
The male ghost didn't hesitate. "But... you can... not reincarnate... as long as... take revenge..."
The old man sighed and took back the chain.
The male ghost picked up the sickle again, wandered up to the woman, and cut her throat with the knife.
When the sleeping woman woke up, she covered her neck in shock and fell to the ground struggling. As the blood gurgled, his eyes gradually lost their luster.
The woman's ghost slowly floated away from her body. While she was still confused, the male ghost pounced on her, biting and devouring her.
There was struggle in the old man's eyes, but he never raised the chain. It wasn't until the male ghost became more resentful and his eyes became more fierce that he shook out the chain.
"punish."
Lock the male ghost, tighten the chain, and the soul is gone.
The old man let out a long sigh, and the Shinto Dharma slowly floated up. While he was inspecting other places, a voice came into his ears.
"Yuan Xiangru, you are so bold."
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Ghost missions patrol at night. They see ghosts harming women and want to stop her. The ghost will complain if he harms his wife. The ghosts look on and wait for the wife to be eaten by the ghosts, and they capture the ghosts again and return.
"Jiuzhou Miscellaneous Notes"
