Chapter 393: Make a straw man and curse Zhu Yunwen

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Prince Qi's Mansion.

King Zhu Shu of Qi sat cross-legged on the futon, his slightly opened eyes showed a hint of murderous intent, and his deep voice said: "Has it been made yet?"

A middle-aged man wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe walked out of the shadows. He had sunken cheeks, bright eyes, a long beard, and a bit of immortality. His lips moved slightly: "After twenty years of Taoism, finally Made against the will of heaven.”

As he spoke, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it respectfully to the chamberlain on the side.

The chamberlain took the wooden box, placed it in front of Zhu Shu, and then stepped aside.

Zhu Shu glanced at the Taoist and said slowly: "When the great cause is accomplished in the future, you, Danyangzi, will take control of the Daolu Division, sit in Wudang, and give orders to the Taoists in the world."

Danyangzi raised his hand and saluted as a token of thanks.

Zhu Shu opened the wooden box. Inside the wooden box, there was only a yellow talisman. On top of the yellow talisman, cinnabar was used as a medium, and the flowing lines outlined a mysterious and simple pattern.

"Communication of yin and yang, creation of heaven and earth. Good, very good!"

Zhu Shu was extremely satisfied and raised his head and said to Danyangzi: "In that case, please ask the Taoist Master to cast a spell."

Danyangzi took a step forward and said: "I said before that this talisman is an act that defies heaven. If there is no spiritual guidance, it will be difficult to achieve great success. But this spiritual guidance..."

Zhu Shu laughed and clapped his hands. The waiter walked to the wooden stand on the side and took out a white jade box. After opening it, he was shocked to find a brocade handkerchief inside. When the brocade handkerchief unfolded, it revealed a black hair.

"I spent a lot of money to get this. With this spiritual guidance, can the Taoist master be sure?"

Looking at Zhu Shu's confident eyes, Danyangzi nodded heavily.

Unexpectedly, King Qi actually got it. It seems that he also has people in the capital.

In this case, the only option is to cast spells.

In a dojo in Prince Qi's palace, Danyangzi ordered his disciples to set up incense burners on the incense table and offer tributes. Then he personally lit three sticks of incense sticks for heaven, earth and people, and muttered mysterious words that were difficult to understand.

"Holding the Xuantong Sword, seven evil spirits gathered together. The seven souls and six souls were sealed inside. From now on, people will be in the prison of life and death. Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"

Danyangzi's peach wood sword moved, picked up the talisman, and rolled up the hair. In the flash of lightning, there was an angry shout, the talisman paper wrapped around the hair immediately ignited, and a weak pungent smell spread out.

With his hand, Danyangzi put the ashes into the big bowl, then poured the rootless water into it. He looked at Zhu Su and said quickly: "Please pour in the blood, please."

Zhu Shu stepped forward, picked up the dagger and pricked his index finger, blood dripping into the water.

Danyangzi took a palm-sized scarecrow from his arms, immersed it in the bowl, and stood up: "Your Majesty, after seven days, the scarecrow will be completed. At that time, you only need to paste the person's name and birth date, and it will be ready. It works.”

Zhu Shu was overjoyed and arranged for someone to carefully put away the big bowl and keep it under strict guard. Just as he was about to say something, his subordinates came to report to the commander Shi Chaizhi to ask for an audience. He asked Danyangzi to cultivate well and he would be rewarded later.

Chai Zhi stood outside the main hall and paced back and forth. When he saw Zhu Su coming, he quickly stepped forward to salute.

Zhu Shu was in a good mood, waved his hand to make Chai stand up, and asked: "According to the time, the martial arts performance has just ended. You are here in a hurry to see me, but what is the important matter?"

Chai Zhi nodded heavily and said: "Your Majesty, the imperial court has appointed another supervisory censor named Song Zhengchen, who has now entered Qingzhou City."

Zhu Shu frowned, looked at Chai Zhi coldly, and said, "Do you still need to ask me how to deal with such a trivial matter? It was announced that Song Zhengchen was tired from traveling all the way, felt cold, couldn't afford to fall ill, and finally died in Qingzhou Prefecture .”

Chai Zhi hesitated and advised: "Your Majesty, if two censors die in a row, the Metropolitan Procuratorate may not be able to handle it. Dai Deyi, who took office first, is a man who has no experience in life or salt."

Zhu Shu was a little impatient and said, "Then what do you think?"

Chai Zhi replied: "How about forcing him to leave Qingzhou Mansion first? If he insists on having his own way, then find a way to shut him up forever."

Zhu Zhu nodded and said, "It's feasible. Let the prefect's Yamen cooperate with us."

Chai Zhi took the order and left in a hurry.

Danyangzi was sitting in the secret room with a gloomy expression on his face. The two disciples beside him, Daokong and Daoxuan, were a little frightened.

Daokong felt a strong sense of constriction in the space and whispered: "Master, we should leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. If the scarecrow is ineffective after seven days, we may not survive."

Daoxuan coughed and said to the flustered Daokong: "Why are you panicking? What will happen in seven days? You must know that the scarecrow stabbed Emperor Jianwen, and he was in Nanjing at this time. It will take more than a month at the earliest. Master will make arrangements, stay calm."

Danyangzi's heart was also full of bitterness.

Three years ago, I tried to steal the golden elixir secret technique of "Ladder to Heaven" from the hidden immortal Zhang Sanfeng in Wudang Mountain, but was found out and kicked out. I wandered around helpless. I accidentally heard that Prince Qi's palace was recruiting strangers. The warlock then accepted two disciples, packed them up, and entered Prince Qi's Mansion.

At the beginning, Danyangzi just wanted to "get what he needs" with Prince Qi. He used the cultivation resources of Prince Qi's mansion to peek into the golden elixir path, and Prince Qi used him to do some magic.

After all, this dear man has done too many bad things, and he still has nightmares from time to time.

But during the days of cheating and drinking, Danyangzi discovered that the ambition of Qi King Zhu Shu was not small, and his behavior was also very extreme and cruel. This man actually recruited a group of dead soldiers to act as assassins in the Qi Prince's Palace. There are many quacks who are equal to him.

Recruiting more people will provide jobs and help with public security, which is somewhat of a good thing.

But Danyangzi also discovered that Zhu Shu was so bold as to control Qingzhou City. He not only mobilized the feudal king's guards from time to time to blockade Qingzhou City, but also coerced local officials in Qingzhou to cooperate with him unconditionally. Anyone who opposed him would have a bad end.

Even the memorials written by local officials in Qingzhou to the imperial court must be sent to the Prince of Qi's Mansion first, and can only be released from Qingzhou City after being reviewed by Zhu Shu.

Under such circumstances, if Danyangzi did not know Zhu Shu's plot, he would have lived in vain for more than forty years.

Danyangzi is confident that he can still do some simple rituals in the past, such as exorcising evil spirits and eliminating demons. Even if there is no effect, it will be no problem with his sharp tongue.

But now Zhu Shu actually directly targeted Zhu Yunwen, stabbing a scarecrow and intending to curse him. He couldn't get rid of this lie.

If you could just find a hair and make a scarecrow to kill the emperor, then why would you, Zhu Su, need to rebel?

I'll open a small stove of my own. Isn't it delicious to kill gods when God blocks God, and kill Buddha when Buddha blocks Buddha?

No, this is not a place to stay for a long time, you must leave early.

But, can he really leave?

Knowing so many "secrets" and already boarding Zhu Su's bad ship, can I still jump off? The entire Qingzhou Mansion is under his control. With only two legs, it is not easy to leave alive.

Danyangzi opened his eyes, looked at the two arguing disciples, and said calmly, "The Tao is boundless, and this action will definitely succeed."

Daokong relaxed a little after hearing this. He hesitated and asked, "Master, if something happens, can we use our blood ties to save ourselves?"

Bloodline?

Danyangzi frowned.

Officials said that Zhu Shu was the son of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, but the people did not think so.

According to some rumors, Zhu Su's mother was Da Dingfei Dalan, who was Chen Youliang's favorite woman. After Chen Youliang was killed, Zhu Yuanzhang saw Dalan and was shocked by her beauty, and then he brought her into the harem. After that, Concubine Da Ding gave birth to a son, Lao Qi Zhu Su.

Folks believe that Zhu Shu is Chen Youliang's posthumous son, not Zhu Yuanzhang's biological son.

Danyangzi naturally knew that this was nonsense. Chen Youliang was shot to death by an arrow in August of the 23rd year of Zhizheng, and Zhu Su was born in October of the 24th year of Zhizheng, twelve months apart.

Concubine Da Ding was not Li Jing's wife. She was pregnant with a freak. How could there be a child born only twelve months ago?

Since Zhu Shu is not Chen Youliang's posthumous son, it is even less likely that the old Batan King Zhu Zi is Chen Youliang's posthumous son. At that time, Chen Youliang's bones could not be found.

To save yourself from such a thing is to seek death. Why is your disciple so ignorant?

"Be careful! Don't worry, since Master has done this, he will naturally find ways to keep you safe."

Danyangzi still needed these two followers, so he had to comfort them.

Song Zhengchen walked into Qingzhou City and looked at the lonely streets. Countless shops were closed. Along the way, there were only a few shops open. They were still half-doored. There were very few pedestrians. A few appeared occasionally and they were in a hurry. , and soon disappeared into the alleyway.

"Where have all these people gone?"

Song Zhengchen was full of doubts.

There was movement behind him, Song Zhengchen turned around and saw two figures quickly hiding aside, pretending to be innocent passers-by.

track?

Oh no, it's surveillance.

Song Zhengchen didn't pay attention. He found a store and after asking about the location of the government office, he walked towards the government office while visiting.

A depressed old monk lay paralyzed under the eaves, his legs and feet twitching from time to time. A young monk came to the monk with a broken bowl filled with rice porridge, carefully placed the bowl on the ground, and helped the old monk sit up. , and then picked up the bowl.

The old monk leaned against the wall and did not take the bowl. Instead, he looked at Song Zhengchen who came over and said pitifully: "It seems that this poor monk has to save another wronged soul. It's a pity that there is no cassock and wooden fish, but there is also King Kong." Sutra, sir, would you like to listen to it?"

Song Zhengchen looked at the old monk's limp legs and couldn't help frowning: "The monk is not in the temple, how could he be living here? Also, what happened to your legs?"

"Temple? Haha."

The old monk shook his head helplessly and sighed: "This place is already hell, so why do we need a temple to live in? It's you, a foreigner. You should leave here. The sooner the better."

"How do you know I'm a foreigner?"

Song Zhengchen was a little confused.

The old monk took the bowl, took a few bites, and then handed it to the young monk and motioned for him to eat. He said to Song Zhengchen, "Not only do I know that you are from outside, I also know that you should be a court official."

Song Zhengchen lowered his head and looked at himself. There was no official uniform, only a green cloth shirt.

The old monk stared at Song Zhengchen and explained: "Everyone who can work has been recruited to build the Qi Palace, and you walked across the street in a majestic manner without being taken away. It shows that you have a way to protect yourself. Haha, of course. The most important thing is that there are people watching behind you. People in the palace will not stare at the people, but only at the officials, well, officials from out of town..."

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