"Yuan Ming, if you have any questions, please wait until the ceremony is over." The little emperor advised. Yuan Ming smiled at him and shook his head. Then he faced the civil and military ministers of the DPRK and China and said loudly: "Everyone, regarding the interception and execution of our envoy in southern Xinjiang, whether it was the wise king who was arrested or the The Lin Junsheng who was killed was just a puppet under the instructions of others. The real mastermind behind the scenes was someone else. As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and many people looked at him involuntarily. The Imperial Preceptors all moved away immediately. The previous reactions of Lin Junsheng and Xian Wang fell into the eyes of these old fritters who were involved in the officialdom. They had undoubtedly given them the answer. But what puzzled them was why Yuan Ming did this. He is so reckless and insists on piercing this layer of shameful window paper.
Could it be said that he really has the confidence to bring down the Imperial Master on his own? Or is it that he relied on the favor of the little emperor and was arrogant, forgetting that the imperial master was a member of the Changchun Temple and a monk in the foundation period, so the national laws of the Jin Dynasty may not be able to control him. A genius who became famous at a young age should not be so reckless during his Qi refining period. "Yuan Ming..." The little emperor suddenly raised his voice and shook his head silently at him. Yuan Ming just glanced at it, then smiled, then pointed his hand at the Imperial Master, and shouted loudly: "Priest Yuhu, I, Yuan Ming, have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me?" Yi Shi said. After all, the window paper was torn to pieces by Yuan Ming's finger. "How dare you, such a bold bastard, slander the Imperial Master like this?" The Changchun Temple monk standing at the back was the first to lose his patience and cursed loudly. "The Imperial Master has been honorable and honorable. He has offered sacrifices to the heavens and gods for the Jin Dynasty over the years. He has blessed the Jin Dynasty with good weather. He is the pillar of our national defense of the Jin Dynasty. How dare you do this?" The Minister of Rites, an old man with gray hair also came out and yelled. road.
"The Imperial Master has always upheld the Tao, how could he take action against a mortal?" Some people also expressed doubts. The little emperor looked at these chaotic words in silence and sighed in his heart, but did not blame Yuan Ming. Because as far as Li was concerned, Yuan Ming had done nothing wrong. "National Master, no matter what, shouldn't you come out and give our Yuan family an explanation?" At this time, a rich voice drowned out the arguments of all the civil servants. General Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and he stared at the Imperial Master. Although he knew that with his own strength, he could not do anything to the national master, as a father, he must stand up firmly and support his son.
"National Master, this matter needs to be explained to Yuan Ming after all." The little emperor also spoke. Now that the matter has been exposed, he will not make any other choice and will only stand by Yuan Ming's side. Taoist Priest Yuhu glanced at Yuan Ming, his gaze was silent for a long time, and finally he sighed and stood up. "It was indeed Pindao who arranged for the wise king to instruct Lin Junsheng to kill Yuan Ming on his way to southern Xinjiang." The Imperial Master actually admitted it directly. "What, why is this?" "Impossible, Imperial Master, why are you doing this..." "What did Yuan Ming do to make Imperial Master behave like this?" For a moment, there were voices of doubt. All around. The old emperor couldn't help but frown and look at him. "Although this matter was done by Pindao, Pindao doesn't think he did anything wrong." The Imperial Master spoke again, but there was another thunder that exploded in everyone's hearts.
"What a good person who doesn't think he's wrong!" Hearing this, Yuan Ming smiled instead of getting angry, stroking his hands and smiling. "Yuan Ming, your qualifications were too poor and you were unable to enter the Changchun Temple to practice. In a fit of anger, you used calligraphy and painting to seduce the Holy Heart, causing your majesty to give up on practice even though he was extremely talented. You even used the excuse of being on an mission to pave the way for you to become an official. If you don't die, , Your Majesty will not embark on the path of spiritual practice, and will only go astray in the end, delaying the best opportunity to enter the immortal path." The Imperial Master looked at Yuan Ming and said bluntly. As soon as these words came out, everyone in the court was stunned. They never expected that the national master would do this. Even the old emperor's eyes became a little deeper when he looked at the two people confronting each other. "I see, that's it." The Minister of Rites seemed to have finally found an irrefutable reason, and said suddenly: "I know that the Imperial Master will not act rebelliously for his own selfish desires. As expected, everything is for Your Majesty." His words, Soon he received the support of many civil servants and praised him one after another.
Suddenly, it became natural that the Imperial Master wanted to kill Yuan Ming. "Yuan Ming, you have misled Your Majesty deeply. If it weren't for you, His Majesty would have laid the foundation two years ago. On the road of cultivation, if you step slowly, step by step, you are the guilty one." Changchun Temple disciples also followed. Yelled. The old woman from Bailuo Villa and Fairy Luo Shui from Shuijing Palace who were watching from the side also nodded secretly in agreement. Accused for a moment
The voice was actually louder than the voice of accountability, and some of the voices that opposed the Imperial Master were suppressed. "Everyone, if the people who were targeted, killed, and suffered hardships living in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang were your children, how could you still accuse them so righteously?" General Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up and asked. "Yuan Ming has never bewitched His Majesty, and has even been privately persuading His Majesty to enter the Changchun Monastery for practice. Why do you want to criticize my son? He is obviously the one who is being persecuted." This stern questioning made everyone speechless. Speechless.
The little emperor took a long time to recover from the shock. He never thought that the reason why the imperial master took action against Yuan Ming was actually for himself. "You have indeed wronged Yuan Ming. My unwillingness to practice is entirely out of my own thoughts. My resistance to the Taoist temple has nothing to do with Yuan Ming." The little emperor said tiredly. "Perhaps I am wrong, but Yuan Ming is not responsible for misleading or obstructing him?" Seeing that the young emperor was completely on Yuan Ming's side, the Imperial Master finally gave in. "Maybe I am wrong, but Yuan Ming is not wrong?" Upon hearing this, General Yuan's eyes were bloodshot and he was extremely angry. Yuan Ming raised his head and closed his eyes, seemingly trying to suppress his anger. "Master, if you are wrong, you are wrong. Needless to say, you must compensate Yuan Ming." The little emperor also showed a sullen expression.
"In that case, we will make an exception and allow Yuan Ming to record the Taoism at the same time as His Majesty, include it in the genealogy, and enter the Changchun Temple to practice together. When he completes his Qi refining, he will also be given a Foundation Building Pill." Taoist Priest Yuhu thought for a moment, Fu Xu said. Everyone was envious when they heard this. Changchun Temple has a transcendent status in the Jin Dynasty. It has always been extremely difficult to enter and practice in it. The birth status is secondary, and it mainly depends on your cultivation qualifications. Even the legitimate sons of generals, princes, and princes would find it difficult to enter, but Yuan Ming not only had this quota, he even got a promise to obtain a foundation-building pill, which was simply a great gift.
"In addition, after Yuan Ming enters the Changchun Temple, he will practice the "Nine Yuan Jue" with me instead of practicing the "Changchun Gong"." The little emperor said. Although the little emperor has the Nine Yuan Jue technique, it is equivalent to Yuan Ming's, but there are two different situations between practicing in private and practicing openly. After hearing this, a Changchun Temple disciple was the first to refuse. "Your Majesty, the Nine-Yuan Technique is a technique that can only be practiced by the core disciples of Guanzhong. What qualifications does Yuan Ming have? Why can he practice the Nine-Yuan Technique? It is already an exception to allow him to practice Changchun Kung. How can he be so extravagant?" "You think I'm pushing my limit too far?" the little emperor sneered. "I, I..." The Changchun Temple disciple was speechless for a moment.
"Your Majesty, a poor Taoist can't make the decision in "Nine Yuan Jue", so I'm sorry that I can't respond." The Imperial Master said with a bow. When the little emperor heard this, he hesitated. "Everyone, I think you may have misunderstood." At this time, Yuan Ming's voice sounded again. Everyone looked at him. "The reason why I stand here to testify against the Imperial Preceptor is not to ask for any compensation, nor to ask you to uphold justice for me. I just hope that everyone can serve as a witness and give me a chance to challenge the Imperial Preceptor." Yuan Ming said. After saying one sentence, it was another bolt from the blue. "He, what does he mean, he wants to challenge the National Preceptor?" "Is Yuan Ming crazy? Challenging the National Preceptor, how to challenge?" "Competing calligraphy and painting, or writing? What a joke!" Regardless of whether he supports the National Preceptor , or those who are against the Imperial Preceptor, all but Yuan Ming are crazy. "Originally, he is a genius, but I never thought he would be so stupid!" "Your Majesty has already secured huge benefits for you. How could you put Your Majesty in such a situation by acting like this?" "You simply don't know what is good or bad, and do not know whether to live or die!"
"Yuan Ming, what nonsense are you talking about?" General Yuan was anxious and angry. He didn't care about the loss of etiquette in front of the court and rushed directly to Yuan Ming's side. He put his hand on his son's shoulders, lowered his voice, and persuaded: "We can't defeat the imperial master. The best compensation your majesty can do is, don't act out of anger." "Brother Ming, what do you want to do?" The emperor also came to Yuan Ming, frowned, and asked in a voice that only they could hear. "Dad, Your Majesty, the dangers I experienced during my trip to southern Xinjiang were actually far more dangerous than the "Journey to the South of Master Sheng" I wrote. When I left Tiehu Town, the Imperial Master also sent monks to intercept and kill I walked back here step by step, just to fight for my own life. If I deal with him unfairly today, I will be wary of him for the rest of my life." Yuan Ming smiled and said.
If it was just Lin Junsheng's targeting, Yuan Ming might really accept it.
He was able to reconcile with the imperial master, but the second pursuit outside Tiehu Town made him unforgivable. "One, not two, I, Yuan Ming, will take revenge." After saying that, he turned to everyone and asked loudly: "Why should I admit the revenge of the murder for my master's simple apology? Why did Changchun Temple give a cultivator I have to be grateful for my quota? Why do you want to accuse me of being ungrateful when I threaten someone who wants to kill me?" "I want to ask you, what's wrong with me? Why don't you allow it?" Yuan Ming glanced at everyone and asked sharply. Yuan Ming's question was like thunder on dry land, making everyone's cheeks feel hot and silent.
