Chapter 1208: Teach you what is the way of the world

In the winter of the 31st year of Kangwu, as Qin Liuxi said, it was a colder winter than last year. The entire Dafeng seemed to have been washed by a cold current. Many people and weak creatures froze to death here. Winter. The far north is covered in thousands of miles of ice, and the mountains are covered with heavy snow. The world seems to be covered with a thick white gauze, silvery and dazzling.

The snowstorm was severe, and wars continued in the northwest and other borders. The treasury was empty, the supplies were short, and the army could not be sent out. In order to boost morale, King Rui paid for it from his own pocket, and Gongsun Cheng of Dafeng Juhao generously donated. Not only did the northwest not lose its towns , and got his wish to regain the lost city.

And this military exploit belongs to King Rui.

The saint was overjoyed when the good news came.

With the arrival of the New Year in the 32nd year of Kangwu, the first thing the ministers did at the beginning of the new year was to ask for the establishment of a prince, in order to calm the people and determine the national conditions.

After vomiting blood once, the saint finally made a decree. The third son, King Rui, made great achievements and had a virtuous and generous nature. He was worthy of the heir apparent. He was established as the prince and immediately returned to the capital to supervise the country.

Yes, after King Rui became the son of Concubine Gongmin, King Cheng, who was originally ranked third, was demoted to fourth.

After hearing that the prince's decree was made, King Zhao was almost bloody. He cursed the saint for being stupid, and then he was beaten thirty times, and his legs became completely lame.

At the end of February of the 32nd year, after the simple ceremony of crowning the crown prince, a general amnesty was granted to the whole country except those on death row.

The crown prince has been established, but the people are not too happy because the disasters brought last year were too serious. By the time of spring plowing in March, the ice and snow had not yet melted, and there was no hope for spring plowing. This made people everywhere miserable, and a group of independent rebel armies emerged. He came and shouted for the saint to sit in meditation and confess his sins.

Prince Rui took over the power of supervising the country. With the help of the ministers, he learned how to govern the country, relieve disasters and comfort the people, and eradicate violence. Of course, he would humbly consult the saints for every decision he made.

Yu Changkong said that becoming the prince does not mean that everything will be fine. The real test begins, because the prince is the legitimate heir, but at the same time, he is also the number one thorn in the saint's side.

Especially if the saint is paralyzed in bed, while the prince is vigorous and young, this will only make the saint more fearful, and showing weakness is the way to save him.

Qi Qian kept what Yu Changkong said in mind. The closer he got to the center of power, the more he understood that that person had never truly delegated power, even if he seemed vulnerable while lying on the large dragon bed.

Thinking of his frail wife, Qi Qian's heart trembled, and he realized that what Qin Liuxi had said seemed to be about wealth and wealth, but in fact, it was surrounded by dangers and traps, and he might not even be able to protect his wife and children.

Qi Qian felt sad and angry in his heart, but when facing the saint, his attitude was the most humble. Under the guidance of Yu Changkong, he also learned to act.

The road to greatness is full of thorns, and it is never easy to walk safely to the golden throne and sit down.

Especially the year when the prince was established, it was really miserable. There were many natural and man-made disasters, the treasury was empty, and disasters happened frequently. It was like he took over the mess with his bare hands. Qi Qian was extremely busy all day long.

The common people also found it a bit strange. It was as if natural and man-made disasters had been arranged to come together. You just finished singing and I came on stage. It was endless and numbing.

As Taoist priests and monks travel frequently in the world, more and more people believe that there are evil spirits in the world, which is why disasters continue.

 Rumors are rampant.

For a while, some people shouted to kill the evil spirits. The so-called evil spirits were Taoist priests and monks. Some people also thought they were invisible demons and ghosts. Various rumors continued, causing the temples of both Buddhism and Taoism to lose many pilgrims, but more and more people appeared. Some kind of deity religion is fighting against the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

In troubled times, the people are suffering.

Qin Liuxi walked out of the secret room of Qingpingguan. It had been more than half a year since she had been in seclusion. During this period, she had isolated herself from the disturbances outside and only focused on practicing and calculating the formation diagram of the trapped immortal formation in the secret place of the secret room. As for what was going on outside, She left all the matters to Feng Xiu, and would receive messages from him from time to time, dealing with many formations. The moon was bright and the stars were clear. She tapped her toes, jumped up to the roof, looked up at the star path, kept counting with her knuckles, and her brows were as cold as the moon.

Teng Zhao looked down at the people on the roof. The mountain wind blew her robes, as if she was about to fly up in the air.

He felt a little flustered and uncomfortable, and subconsciously jumped up.

Qin Liuxi turned around, waved to him, and said, "Why are you coming up?"

Teng Zhao came over and stood side by side with her.

Qin Liuxi looked at Leng Ao's resolute young man, gestured, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's already as high as a teacher, but this level of cultivation is far behind. It seems that the matter of teaching the apprentice to starve to death of the master is not our responsibility. It’s impossible here.”

"Being a teacher once and being a father forever, you are not a good master if you keep something private. You have to teach me all you have learned in your life." Teng Zhao said in a dull voice: "The road to spiritual practice is long, and there are vicissitudes of life during practice. I I feel like I won’t be able to finish learning until I die.”

"Hey, you think too much. Our sect has always emphasized the way of free-range cultivation. That is to say, the master leads you in and cultivation depends on yourself." Qin Liuxi felt guilty under his glare, so he touched his nose and said : "Okay, I still have some time, I will teach you some more ways to rob the rich and give to the poor."

Teng Zhao: “?”

What?

"Are you going to rob the house? I know this question, take me with you." A small ginseng quietly popped out from their feet holding a piece of tile.

Qin Liuxi darkened his face in disgust: "Destroy the tile roof, you are too courageous, causing the house to leak, I will punish you."

She raised her hand and without even bending her waist, she grabbed it in her hand. She quickly picked up the fruit on top of its head and put it into her mouth. She also held one of its legs with one hand as if to break it.

"Zhaozhao save me." The little ginseng was frightened. It would be gone if someone didn't see it. If it saw someone who was so cruel, it wouldn't be able to protect itself.

Teng Zhao said with a cold face: "You have gained some weight recently, otherwise you wouldn't be able to push through the tile roof. It doesn't hurt to give one to Master."

The little ginseng screamed, is this human speech?

You two masters and disciples are obviously retaliating against me for eavesdropping just now. Aren't you going to rob me? Is there anything you want me to pay you to listen to?

Qin Liuxi teased the little ginseng and said, "Okay, give me a piece when the time comes. I need to make a pill."

When she wants to refine the formation disk, she must have the help of spiritual elixir, otherwise she will not be able to survive.

Qin Liuxi looked somewhere again: "That rat, come here, stop hiding, it's you."

The golden rat squeaked, rushed over like a gust of wind, and boldly squatted on her shoulder.

“Let’s go and teach you the way of the world.” Qin Liuxi threw the small ginseng towards Teng Zhao and jumped down.

Teng Zhao quickly stuffed the small ginseng into his arms and followed, disappearing into the night sky.

Qingyuan, who was standing at the bottom, watched them disappear and wiped the corners of his eyes. He was really old, how could he shed tears even if he saw these teenagers making trouble? (End of chapter)

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