Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 138 The new emperor is furious, the great summer crisis, the whereabouts of the husband, returning to the north in winter

Daxia Palace.

The dance pavilions and singing platforms inside and outside, and the carved beams and painted buildings are full of silence.

The two plates of the gate of the palace guarded by the solemn imperial guards passed through the front hall of the palace and extended to the gate of the Golden Dragon Hall.

The imperial guards at the gate of the Golden Dragon Hall looked a bit cautious.

I don't know what I'm afraid of.

"Bastard!"

"I have a mighty 20 army in Great Xia, but I can't stop the [-] wolf riders from other races?!"

An angry roar erupted from the Golden Dragon Hall.

The new emperor Yu Yunping, who was still very young, sat on the dragon chair, pointed at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs below, and cursed angrily.

Under these words, all the ministers were silent.

Everyone kept silent.

It's like you who didn't finish your homework and was criticized by the teacher by name.

When Yu Yunping saw them like this, even though he was angry, he was also very clear.

Getting angry is useless, losing is losing.

He considered himself a gentle person, but after hearing the news, he couldn't help but curse out.

Just an hour ago, a military report came from the northern border.

The Northern Wolf Empire dispatched [-] wolf cavalry to the south, and they pierced through the northern army stationed at the border.

Due to the scattered forces of Daxia, they failed to organize effective resistance, and were defeated one by one by the northern wolf army that arrived later.

The twelve northern states headed by Danzhou and Mozhou were all defeated and fell into the hands of the Northern Wolf Empire.

Great Xia completely lost its rule over the Twelve States.

"Twelve States!"

There was a look of disbelief in Yu Yunping's eyes.

After getting angry, he leaned back on the golden dragon chair and murmured:
"It's not one county and one county, but a full twelve states!"

"Do you want me to be a sinner through the ages!"

Yu Yunping clenched his fists, his face livid.

Not only that, the twelve northern states were lost, which meant that the Northern Wolf Empire was only one pass away from the Great Xia Emperor Capital!

As long as the enemy breaks through the pass, the eight hundred miles to the south will be plains, and if they can flatten the river, the iron cavalry will point directly at Xiadu!

"Your Majesty, the most important thing at the moment is to gather the whole country's army and go to the king of Jingqin to deal with the alien army going south."

Below, a minister in a vermilion official robe holds a wat board to meet Taoism.

At first glance, he was a first-rank official of the imperial court.

"That's right, the northern border has been broken, and now there is only the dangerous pass of Shanhaiguan left in the whole north."

A military officer immediately echoed.

If Shanhaiguan is lost again, then Daxia is really over.

After Yu Yunping thought about it, he also knew the importance of King Qin.

"Pass down my decree, let the elite generals from the South, West Frontier, and Guanzhong enter King Qinqin, and leave some people to stay in the prefectures and counties."

No matter how urgent it is, the army cannot be withdrawn.

He has not forgotten that there are still remnants of the Great Yan in the south, and he must be on guard.

As the saying goes, if you fight against the outside world, you must first settle down inside.

But after a long time of suppression, he didn't find any clues. The imperial envoys he sent were all over the state capitals, but he didn't see any trace of Dayan's old department.

Right now, the southward movement of the Northern Wolf Empire has become an imminent event.

If this crisis is not resolved, it is really possible to subjugate the country!
How can he die in the second generation of Daxia?

Daxia couldn't be defeated by him like this.

With great difficulty, he ascended the throne as the second son, got rid of his eldest brother, and killed his father.

With everything he has now, how could he be ruined by a mere alien race?
Yu Yunping thought of the current situation.

A person can't help but pop up in my mind.

His younger sister, Yu Qinghan.

Right now, the Great Xia court has undergone a major change, and the civil servants and military officials have changed batch after batch, but it is still not what he wants.

All the local leading generals were dismissed by him.

On the one hand, it is to prevent them from rebelling.

On the other hand, these people are more mediocre than his sister.

No matter what Yu Qinghan said, he was a great hero in the founding of the country, the military god of the Great Xia at that time.

If the younger sister is still there, even in the face of a menacing foreign race, she should be able to easily resolve it.

It's just that at the time of the battle in the capital, the white-clothed ghost mask was too bullying, and he didn't have the time to take care of his sister in the dungeon.

So much so that the dungeon caught fire.

The younger sister who was sealed off also died in the dungeon.

The charred corpse he saw with his own eyes.

Not long ago, people went to Jinzhou, and the bustling place in the past has long been empty.

Logically speaking, he should be relieved, but for some reason, he always felt that Yu Qinghan was not dead.

He didn't believe that a big fire could burn her to death.

Maybe she is still alive and well?

"Your Majesty, you must be fully prepared for this battle. In addition to calling the army to serve the king, you can also choose a companion capital in the south. In case of defeat at that time, there is also a way out."

There was a green-robed civil servant at the bottom, his eyes rolled, and he cautiously advised.

When Yu Yunping heard this, his eyes became extremely gloomy, and he shouted angrily:
"Come on! Pull it down and cut it off!"

After finishing speaking, the tall guard at the door walked in immediately,

"Your Majesty! Damn my minister, I was wrong!"

"His Majesty!"

The face of the green-robed civil servant changed drastically, and he quickly admitted his mistake with a panicked tone.

The surrounding ministers also followed suit and stepped forward to persuade.

"Your Majesty, Master Chen's words are indeed inappropriate, but they are for your own good!"

"That's right, let him be spared. It's fine to get rid of his fame as a punishment, but the crime does not warrant death!"

"Wouldn't it make the world laugh if it spread like this?"

Yu Yunping remained unmoved, and said in a cold tone:
"Be timid before fighting, consider retreating first, and say it's for my own good. Is this how you should be an official?"

Looking at the Forbidden Army, he stared and said:
"Why are you standing still, cut it off!"

The tall imperial guards got the order, a pair of iron hands were like pliers, they grabbed the left and right hands of the green-robed civil servant, and dragged them outside the hall.

"Your Majesty! Forgive me!"

The sound became smaller and smaller until it was completely inaudible.

The civil and military ministers were all trembling and did not dare to speak nonsense.

Who knows if the next one will be me?
Yu Yunping looked at the ministers in the hall and said expressionlessly:
"The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country. How can there be any reason to back down in this battle?"

"Anyone who speculates, quits, or discusses future affairs will be punished."

"Yes!"

The ministers' hearts shuddered, and they were all helpless.

A companion is like a tiger, that must be the case.

The new emperor's suspicious and moody temperament is well known.

Even the maids who serve on weekdays will be beaten and scolded if they make a small mistake.

Basically no one can really gain the trust of the new emperor.

In fact, this is also related to his way of superiority.

Yu Yunping himself ascended to the throne by scheming, so he is much more guarded against the people around him than ordinary people.

So much so that it has reached the point where the grass and trees are all soldiers.

The more tense it was, the more obvious these symptoms became.

Always worry that someone will harm you.

It has to be said that this was also part of the reason for the defeat of the northern army.

Originally, the deployment in the military was changed every year.

In order to prevent the officers from infiltrating into the soldiers, it becomes a situation where the soldiers only obey the general's orders.

In Yu Yunping's hands, it became a change every six months.

Half a year is really too short.

If the time is too short, a situation is created.

Soldiers do not know generals, generals do not know soldiers.

Neither side understands the other.

In terms of marching coordination, it is completely appalling.

No matter how elite the army is, it can only lose battles under poor command.

Under such circumstances, the army in the northern border failed to form an effective resistance. Facing the fully prepared lightning attack of the Northern Wolf Empire, they could only retreat steadily.

Jinzhou, a small pawn shop with Huai characters.

At this time, the pawnshop has become a mourning hall.

A pitch-black coffin was placed in the middle.

During the day, many people came to express their condolences, and many of them talked about the deeds of the pawnshop shopkeeper, and told the children who didn't know about the good deeds the shopkeeper had done over the years.

People who come in will naturally see it.

A stunningly beautiful woman in plain white linen was sitting next to the coffin.

Aroused a lot of people's attention and discussion.

"Who is this?"

"This outfit must be the shopkeeper's family."

"Oh, what a pity to be widowed at such a young age."

Facing the rumors, the beautiful woman turned a deaf ear to them.

It's night when the moon is sparse.

She was the only one who stood by her side.

In addition, there is a white-haired starling, it seems that it has not seen its owner for several days, it seems to understand something, and it has not spoken for several days, standing on the beam, guarding the coffin.

Yu Qinghan stayed on guard from day to night like this.

He didn't say a word, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It's just the softness in the eyes that makes people move.

late at night.

A girl-like woman stood outside the door, looking at the wooden coffin, with tears in her eyes.

"Sister, it's time to go."

Pei Xiangyun couldn't bear it, so he reminded her.

At some point, outside the door of the pawn shop, there was already a line of soldiers, standing at the door one by one, making no sound at all, just waiting for the people in the house.

The atmosphere was solemn.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Qinghan finally stood up in the Huaizi pawnshop.

Reluctantly glanced at the display in the pawnshop, the used stove, the big bed that I slept in, and the watered garden
"I don't know what life is like everywhere. It should be Feihong stepping on the slush."

The white-haired mynah flew out with a puff, and stood on Yu Qinghan's shoulder, spitting out words.

Starling followed Zhao Huai, besides cursing, he also learned a lot of ancient poetry.

"Sister, it's snowing."

With Pei Xiangyun's exclamation, Yu Qinghan looked at the street outside.

I saw goose-feather-like snowflakes falling from the sky eloquently and floating up again under the dim lights.

Fluttering and leisurely, I don't know when it fell to the ground.

When I first came here, it was still spring.

Now, it is winter solstice.

Looking back, it has been almost a year.

It's been so long.

Yu Qinghan couldn't help thinking.

A fat monk and a thin monk stopped outside the door, walked to her side, clasped his hands together, and glanced at the coffin inside.

I have to say that the golden body of the Buddha of the Dragon and Tiger Monk is really hard. Even after taking the method of transforming gods and old demons, he can still recover so quickly. After a few days, he will be like a normal person. Move at all.

Monk Fu Hu looked at it for a while, his pair of sparkling Wugou Buddha eyes seemed to see something, and said first: "Amitabha, Your Highness, don't be sad, your sweetheart may not really be dead."

"Why should the eminent monk entertain me anymore?"

Yu Qinghan spoke lightly, with a sense of loneliness in his tone.

Only when monk Fuhu was comforting her.

Monk Fu Hu shook his head and explained: "Monk, what I said is not a lie. This corpse has been dead for a long time, but it was not taken away by the Nether Old Demon. It was completely uninjured. It died of exhaustion of energy and blood. It doesn't look like the style of the ghost old devil."

"So it's very possible that the owner of this body was already dead when Old Demon Nether made his move."

Hearing this explanation, Yu Qinghan's gaze immediately turned around, a bright color appeared in her phoenix eyes, and she said hopefully:
"The eminent monk really didn't lie to me?"

"Amitabha, monks don't lie."

Monk Fuhu gave the answer.

"Lingfu may not be dead, maybe he just hid himself."

Hearing this explanation, hope was rekindled in Yu Qinghan's heart.

The same is true for Pei Xiangyun.

She thought of her brother-in-law talking to that mysterious doctor.

One mouthful, one dunya.

It must be a disciple of some sect.

The qualifications are not low.

Immediately became optimistic.

"Yeah, sister, didn't I say that brother-in-law's identity has always been mysterious, and he couldn't find out. He must have died in a fake death, and he didn't really die. His cultivation base is so high, maybe he is a disciple of some big sect?" ?”

"Ah."

Yu Qinghan nodded after listening, feeling reasonable.

The husband did not repeat too much about his past experience.

On the contrary, he talked a lot about some novel knowledge and new words invented.

No matter how you look at it, your husband doesn't look like an ordinary person.

Maybe he also has something to do.

Exactly the same as myself.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghan's mood immediately improved a lot.

People have hope to have the motivation to live.

Otherwise, it's no different from The Walking Dead.

Unknowingly, the heavy snow has already fallen a finger thick.

Yu Qinghan stepped on the snow and looked at the Changning Imperial Army, who were as immobile as a mountain.

A passionate emotion slowly rose from the bottom of my heart.

It was as if he had returned to the battlefield three years ago.

"A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea, where life does not meet again, the poor monk's innocent Buddha eyes feel it, and the paths of the two of you will intersect again."

Monk Fu Hu looked at Yu Qinghan's changes, and knew that the other party had cheered up, so he inevitably said another sentence.

He learned from the school of Maitreya, the future Buddha, and Wugou Buddha's eyes can perceive the next thing, so he said this.

Yu Qinghan looked at the heavy snow falling more and more, his phoenix eyes looked at the dark sky, and his red lips murmured:

"I hope one day."

at the same time.

Nanyu Mansion, thousands of miles away.

In a magnificent manor, in a bedroom.

Those who miss, there must be echoes.

Zhao Huai sniffed the sachet sewn in his hand.

Seeing things and thinking about people, I seemed to feel something in my heart, raised my eyes, and looked out of the window.

But only the soldiers stationed at the gate remained motionless.

So he took out the golden copper coin with surprise in his eyes.

"why?"

Zhao Huai couldn't help muttering.

At this time, the divination result brought by copper coins has already become "blessing."

This time, he didn't want to understand the key to the hexagrams.

But the crisis has also been resolved.

But who resolved the crisis of Old Demon Nether?

The north wind blows south, and the southern geese need to return north.

Does this have anything to do with what you do?

Zhao Huai didn't want to understand, but the purple light group came out.

This time, Ziguang turned into a phantom of a saint, slashing into his mind with a sharp sword.

I don't know what kind of fate this time is.

dong dong.

Zhao Huai was about to check his new fate when there was a knock on the door.

Had to get up and open the door.

"Son."

After opening the door, a graceful silver-haired beauty stood in front of the threshold.

"It's you."

If it wasn't for that bright hair color, Zhao Huai would almost have mistaken him.

It was Yin Nanyu who came late.

Zhao Huai shook his head, but Yin Nanyu walked in.

"You actually found it here."

Yin Nanyu remained expressionless as always, and explained: "I contacted Mr. Song, and only then did I know that the young master has come to Nanyu Mansion. It seems that Fairy Yueqing's heart is still here."

Zhao Huai quickly asked, "How is the fairy?"

Fairy Linglong Qiu Yueqing used such an important teleportation talisman to save him, no matter what, she still owed him a lot.

"My lord, don't worry, she is fine. Palace Master Linglong arrived in time, and the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator has already been executed."

Yin Nanyu smiled lightly.

"That's good."

While Zhao Huai breathed a sigh of relief, Yin Nanyu looked at the appearance of holding the sachet.

Her eyes flickered and her mind moved slightly.

Seems to understand something.

"Young master doesn't seem to like it here."

Zhao Huai smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't that right, I'm not used to the feeling of being confessed."

"So the young master is leaving?" Yin Nanyu pondered.

Zhao Huai stared at the other party.

She was also surprised that Yin Nanyu could see her thoughts at a glance.

He really wanted to go back to Jinzhou, mainly because he couldn't let go of his wife.

Yin Nanyu said earnestly: "Now that the opportunity for the great inflammation has come, I'm afraid you won't be able to get away."

"what chance?"

Zhao Huai frowned slightly, and asked back.

Yin Nanyu's big jewel-like eyes were solemn, and said slowly:
"My lord, have you ever heard the story of the missing princess in Daxia?"

(End of this chapter)