please make me king

Chapter 48
On the second day, everyone suddenly heard the bad news. Ma Daochang was old and frail, and after a long journey, he fell ill from overwork and died of a sudden illness.Zhang Shun was so sad that he couldn't pay the certificate in time.

When Ma Shouying heard about this incident, he came here to offer his condolences at the request of "Zijinliang", the second head of the family.But after hearing that Zhang Shun had passed away a loyal "housekeeper surnamed Ma", this Ma Shouying was also surnamed Ma, as the saying goes that the same surname in the world is a family, so he couldn't help but bring a gift as a token of his affection.

Seeing this, Zhang Shun was so moved that he tugged at Ma Shouying with tears in his nose, and told how the "Steward Ma" was so loyal, hard-working, and honest, and he boasted that he was rare in the sky and unparalleled in the earth.

Because of the same surname, Ma Shouying felt sorry for him, and said: "'Steward Ma' is lucky to meet such a kind-hearted master, so he should be smiling." They almost became sworn brothers to each other.

When Ma Shouying returned to Daying, he reported the truth to the second leader, and told Zhang Shun how sad he was. "Zijinliang" heard this but was secretly anxious. It turned out that their eldest son was driven here by Song Tongyin, governor of Shanxi, for fear that Zhang Shun would waste time and be chased by Governor Song Tongyin of Shanxi.

Fortunately, Zhang turned his grief into strength the next day, and submitted a plan to "Zijinliang", asking for its assistance, and went to Nana to submit a certificate.The second leader "Zijin Liang" got this plan, but upon careful inspection, it was ingenious.He was overjoyed and said: This "Optimus Prime" is really a talent, it's hard for him to think of such a way.This plan seems simple, but it is unexpected, and it is a first-class method.

"Zijinliang" was in the midst of joy, but heard that someone came to report that there was an old fairy outside who came to ask for an audience. Since "Zijinliang" became the leader of the alliance, there have been eight hundred or two thousand encounters with such a magic stick. Every time he came here, it was not that the room was full of strange fragrances when he was born, or that he was destined to be with Ziwei. He was already tired of hearing it. I don't even want to see him on weekdays.It was just that he was in a good mood at the moment, so he ordered the "old fairy" to be invited in.

This "Old Immortal" really deserved to be an "Old Immortal", with a childlike face and white hair, fluttering white clothes, holding a dust whisk in his hand, just like an immortal descending from the earth.Seeing this "Zijin Liang", he couldn't help but see his eyes light up.It turned out that at this time Taoist robes were mostly blue, black or gold, but white Taoist robes were rare.This person's white Taoist robe is similar to the color of the clouds, and he looks like he is flying away, as if he is leaving.

But seeing all kinds of magic sticks too much, "Zijin Liang" didn't take it seriously, so he smiled and said: "You worship the Taoist ancestor, and I worship the Buddha. The two have nothing to do with each other. You are here to be an emissary for the Taishang Laojun." ?”

"It's strange that you're still talking hard when you're about to die!" The old Taoist priest Shi Shiran sat in front of the charcoal stove in front of the "Zijin Liang" and said with a chuckle.

"Are you talking about yourself, old man?" At this time, a Confucian scholar came out, and he was going to talk to "Zijin Liang", so he took the opportunity to sit in front of him.

"Who are you?" The old Taoist smiled.

"I am Han Tingxian, a student of Yichuan Lin, who are you?" Han Tingxian, a Confucian scholar, asked back.

"The poor Taoist is a pragmatist Taoist who travels all over the world!"

"Born with a bad mouth, and speaking rudely, you can still travel around, have you lived to this day?" Han Tingxian sarcastically asked.

"It can't be compared to the second head of the 'Zijin Liang'. The time of death is approaching, and he is still at ease!" Taoist Wuxu laughed.

"Thief dare!" Han Tingxian was furious when he heard the words, and he drew out his sword and said.

"You Taoist, showing off your tongue in front of the monk, do you think you died too soon?" "Zijin Liang" also laughed angrily when he heard this, and was ready to order this person to be chopped into meat at any time.

"Monks and Confucians can sit together, but why can't we accommodate Taoists?" The Taoist priest smiled and picked up the unused chopsticks of "Zijin Liang", picked up the slices of meat in front of him, and gently put them on the charcoal fire to grill them, saying, " Your Excellency is like this piece of meat, which lives in the stove without knowing it. It can be cooked in an instant, and it is suitable for people to eat."

"Demonic words confuse the crowd, die!" Han Tingxian heard that the Taoist priest compared the Erdangjia to a piece of meat, which was roasted in the stove. He couldn't help being angry. He kept observing the expression of the "Zijinliang" at any time, and waited for his order. He wanted to hack this old-fashioned old man to death in front of him.

But he never thought that "Zijin Liang" waved his hand to signal him to stop after hearing the words.Han Tingxian couldn't step down for a while, so he glared at the Taoist.

The Taoist practitioner put the piece of roasted meat into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and said, "Good meat!"

"Why did Taoist priest teach me?" "Zijin Liang" asked doubtfully.

"Eating your flesh, I shall live your life!" Daoist Wuxu laughed and said, "Second leader, you are the leader of the thirty-sixth battalion. It looks like a blooming flower, but it is really a raging fire. At this very moment, Tangchi, the golden city of the Great Ming Dynasty, is still strong, and the direction of the soldiers is hard to resist. You are not stingy with your arms. The people elected you as the leader, neither surrendering to your prestige, nor admiring your talent, but just taking you' It's just a scapegoat."

"At this time, the second head of my family knows it, and there is a solution, so go ahead!" Han Tingxian said with a smile.

"I don't know if I can hear about it? I see that the seal of the head of the family has turned black, and the disaster is not over!" the Taoist priest smiled lightly.

"Zijinliang" pondered for a while after hearing the words, and then signaled Han Tingxian to tell this person the method.Then Han Tingxian laughed and said: "Since you heard the secret, you should not come out of this door. My second family has wanted to be the governor of the Song Dynasty for a long time. As the saying goes: If you want to be a high-ranking official, you can kill and set fire and be recruited. As long as I am broken." Gao Taiwei', the imperial court will definitely order peace, and when the time comes, high officials will be generously paid, and they will enjoy inexhaustible rewards, how do you know it?"

"Haha!" The Taoist priest laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the snot came out from the laughter.

"Irreverent, you old-fashioned old man, why are you laughing?" Han Tingxian said angrily.

"Laughing, you listened to the storytelling but listened to half of it. You don't know what will happen to Song Jiang? When the time comes, his wealth and life will be entrusted to others. How can he live and die by himself?" Daoist Wuxu asked with a smile.

"This..." Zijin Liang asked, "in the opinion of the Taoist leader, what should it be?"

"At this time, Yi Er, others have made you take the blame, can't you find someone else to take the blame for you?" The Taoist asked back.

"You mean you want me to give up the position of leader?" "Zijin Liang" asked in surprise.

"Second leader, this matter must never be done!" Han Tingxian remonstrated.

"This matter should be discussed in the long run, and please keep the old god by my side so that I can always listen to your teachings!" "Zijin Liang" pondered for a while. Let's talk next.

"That's why I'm bothering the Second Master!" the Taoist said with a smile.

So, the monk, the Confucian, and the monk gathered around the stove, roasted the meat, shared it and ate it, enjoying themselves for a while.

　The author is looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to a popular category recommendation, so I can only cheer myself up!

　　


(End of this chapter)