Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 598: Tianque Suffers
The village where Jiyang lives, like Jinzhu Village, is trapped in history that dates back hundreds of years by the Fandi Buddhist order.

There is no overflowing light and shadow or noisy crowds here. All that can be seen everywhere are low and dilapidated traditional houses.

The only bright spot in the dark-blue village is the temple with red walls and golden tiles standing in the center of the village.

Perhaps because this place is close to Nagqu City, the indigenous people in the village all know that they must not provoke those Ming people who dress strangely.

Therefore, the appearance of Li Jun and Zhang Siyuan did not cause hostility from the local aboriginals, but the respect hidden under their smiles still made them choose to stay outside the village.

Three bowls of tea and three balls of tsampa.

Ji Yang looked at the three men squatting on the ground eating happily, and a guilty look appeared on his face.

A chubby boy hid behind Ji Yang. He bravely stuck his head out to look around. His curious eyes swept over Li Jun and Zhang Siyuan, and finally fell on Lord Ma who was wrapped in a black robe.

The burly figure of Lord Ma was very attractive to him.

A little red light slowly lit up from the darkness of the hood. It looked scary, but it did not scare the naughty boy. Instead, it aroused his curiosity. He came out from behind the woman and approached her cautiously.

"In fact, many of them have great potential. If it weren't for the three sacred mountains on their backs, this plateau would probably produce many outstanding followers."

Zhang Siyuan glanced at the daring boy with the corner of his eye. At this moment, the other party had already come close to Lord Ma. His eyes were shining, staring straight at the dark golden armor plates with engraved patterns that were exposed under the robe.

This was something he had never seen before. The child opened his mouth wide, and the crystal liquid hanging under his nose flowed down and was about to fall into his mouth.

"You also said that there are people riding on their backs. If they don't get those people off, they will never be able to stand up straight in their lives."

"Isn't this what we are doing now?"

Zhang Siyuan sipped the tea from the edge of the bowl, smacked his lips, looked at Li Jun and said with a smile: "Are you worried that if you drive away this batch, another batch will come? Wildfires cannot be extinguished, and spring breezes will bring new growth. So you choose to teach them to clench their fists and hold knives?"

Li Jun took a bite of tsampa and said calmly, "I didn't teach you. Making a fist and holding a knife is a human instinct. They just temporarily forgot that they are still human beings and that they still have a pair of hands that can resist."

"When it comes to being a person and doing things smoothly and efficiently, it has to be your Wuxu. Old Li, do you think that if someone from your Wuxu sect was willing to come here to establish a sect, the scene in Fandi would be very different, right?" Zhang Siyuan said with emotion.

"Would you, the Confucian New Donglin Party, be willing to see that scene?"

"Old Li, don't generalize."

Zhang Siyuan smiled and said, "They are them, and I am me. I am Ruxu, but I am not a member of the New Donglin Party."

"You can't just say that."

Zhang Siyuan understood what Li Jun meant.

As the son of Zhang Fengyue, Zhang Siyuan was marked with the mark of the New Donglin Party from the day he acknowledged his master and returned to his clan.

Whether he admits it or not, in the eyes of outsiders, he is a real member of the New Donglin Party.

He might even be the next Prime Minister of the Empire and the leader of the new Donglin Party!
"Of course I understand this principle, so I never act pretentiously. I never refuse any benefit that comes to me for free, and I never do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth. With the reputation of being the only son of the Prime Minister, I am so happy that my mouth is drooling!"

Zhang Siyuan drank the tea in the bowl cleanly and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"So, over the years, there have been as many people in the court who have cursed me as there have been people who have cursed my father. They all say that the Zhang family is a family of tiger fathers and dog sons. The father is a great hero, but the son is a bear."

Li Jun was surprised and asked, "Then why don't you kill them? As the number one young master in the Confucian order, it shouldn't be a problem for him to be a member of a first-class family, right?"

"I also want to be a domineering and arrogant young man, but unfortunately I just don't have that kind of domineering spirit in my bones. And after all, I am the one who took advantage of others, so I don't care if I get scolded. It won't hurt me anyway."

Zhang Siyuan chuckled and said, "It's good this way. Others think I'm a fool, so no one will urge me to put the dragon robe on my father. I can be happy and peaceful."

"I'm really curious, are you two doing this to hedge your bets? Even if one of the boats capsizes one day, the other will still have a chance to dock?"

"It's good to use your brain, but Lao Li, I still want to remind you that if you are not good at something, you should do less of it and never make things difficult for yourself."

Zhang Siyuan looked at Li Jun with strange eyes: "You said that if my father doesn't fall, who dares to touch me? If he falls, who is likely to let me go?"

Li Jun, who was insulted once again, sneered: "For the sake of your own life, why don't you hurry up and be a good and obedient son?"

"People can't just live for one life."

Zhang Siyuan's expression became solemn, and he raised his hand to poke his chest, "I can disobey anyone, but I cannot disobey what is said here."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows when he heard this and was speechless for a moment.

"You are a person who crawled out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. You fought hard to carve out a path for yourself in the midst of swords and sabers. You must think that your life is the most important. There is nothing wrong with that."

Zhang Siyuan didn't care about the snow and gravel on the ground. He sat on the ground, holding the empty bowl in his arms.

"Although my experience is not as rich as yours, before I found my own identity, I also saw a lot of human warmth and coldness and the fickleness of the world. I didn't realize any great truths, nor did I have great ambitions to change anything. I only learned one thing, that the world is fair and that kindness and hatred should be repaid."

"But matters like gratitude, hatred and justice are inherently confusing. There is no set of standards in the world that can explain them clearly."

Zhang Siyuan looked up at the village not far away, and the falling snowflakes melted on his shoulders.

"The old man is a man, not a god. He has lived for so many years, and he will always do some wrong things. No matter whether these things are big or small, whether it is sacrificing small interests for the so-called greater good, or sacrificing small families for the sake of the great country, some people should not die."

"As a son, I have to make up for the mistakes he made. It's fine if I don't end up well, but I can't die one day and be scolded by others for hundreds or thousands of years, right? If one day my life can be exchanged for his good reputation, I might also think, hey, this deal is pretty damn worth it."

Zhang Siyuan paused, and suddenly smiled, "Do you think I'm naive? A young man who hasn't lived for many years dares to speak so arrogantly, thinking that Zhang Fengyue, the Prime Minister of the Empire, can make mistakes and we have to clean up his mess?"

Li Jun shook his head and said sincerely: "If I were your father, I would be very lucky to have a son like you."

"I'm being sincere to you here, and you're taking advantage of me there, aren't you satisfied?"

Zhang Siyuan rolled his eyes in annoyance and sighed, "So the big guys are so high up, playing games in the sky. Small guys like me just stay on the ground and save as many people as possible."

Li Jun laughed in silence and said, "A Confucian scholar like you is really rare."

"Yes, so I may stay at this rank for the rest of my life. The genes of the Confucian order look down on people like me who have no ambition."

Zhang Siyuan mocked, "It's lonely at the top. People who can stand on the top of the mountain must care about the world. They can't be as petty as me, caring about this little bit of justice in front of me."

Li Jun joked, "Don't be so decisive. What if one day everyone in the Confucian school finds out that you are the only one who is right and they are all wrong?"

"Thank you for your kind words. If that day comes, I will definitely write a book about you, Jun, to repay you for your kindness!"

"Write a Confucian classic and give it to future generations to study?"

Li Jun raised his head.

"Nonsense! Whose moral book is all about scenes of people hacking people with knives?"

Zhang Siyuan laughed and scolded: "You, you have to be a novel. Laughing and scolding, taking revenge, and helping when you see injustice. That's the most interesting thing to read, better than any classics or history books!"

"That makes sense. You should write it well then."

The snow fell heavily, covering the village.

The child was brave and sniffed his nose while touching the ink armor he had never seen before.

The man is bold and chats with the shy woman in secrets that they have never talked about before.

"If I hadn't died, I would have built a Confucius Temple in this world."

Zhang Siyuan smiled happily: "We will not force them to follow the Confucian order, but only teach them the principles of dealing with people. For those who can become Mohist students, let them repair their mother's wardrobe and windows."

"What are you talking about?"

Lord Ma snorted in dissatisfaction, but squatted down, letting the noisy children crawl around on his shoulders. "If the children who can be the agricultural order are good, let them help my father take care of the crops this year. If the children who can be the legal order are good, let them serve the neighbors in justice. If the children who are in the military order are not afraid of hard work, let them go and see the distance. If the children who are in the miscellaneous order like to talk, let them write stories about the mountains and flowers on the plateau."

"If they are not ambitious and insist on becoming Taoist priests or monks, then let them chant mantras and sutras to bless their hometown with good weather and good harvests and the well-being of the people."

"What if you become a martial arts commander like me?" Li Jun asked with a smile.

Zhang Siyuan said without hesitation: "Of course it is to defend the country and guard the border! This is the meaning of the existence of the sequence, and this is the meaning of the existence of the sequencers!"

The child lying on Mo Jia's head was grinning and laughing, and the moved girl was singing a sweet song.

"The spring scenery on the plateau is so beautiful, how can I not sing. The snow-capped mountains are shining silver, and the rivers are surging. The dark clouds are dispelled to see the sun, and the happy songs are spread everywhere."

Li Jun smiled and said, "When your Confucius Temple is completed, remember to save a place for me."

"What are you doing here, teaching them how to fight and kill?"

"Who are you looking down on? There must be some chivalrous people out there who are fighting for justice, right?"

Zhang Siyuan said seriously: "A kid like you is hard to discipline. You have a bad temper and are prone to making mistakes."

"What do you know? That's called loyalty!"

Li Jun patted his robe and suddenly stood up.

In the distance, people are coming in the wind and snow.

Li Jun knew the other person's identity from his old face and the undisguised coldness in his eyes without introducing himself.

The Jinling Liu family, Liu Jinxun.

The moment he saw Liu Jinxun, Zhang Siyuan's face suddenly became somewhat gloomy and ugly, and he vaguely guessed the other party's intention.

According to his plan, the sooner the Golden Temple in Nagqu was destroyed, the sooner he could enter the Sacred Mountain of Sangyan, and the sooner the people of the entire U-Tsang Guard could be liberated.

He knew that Liu Jinxun stopped before the Nagqu Golden Temple because he had some concerns. He had to consider the pressure from all sides after the Nagqu Golden Temple was destroyed.

That's why he asked Li Jun for help, allowing Li Jun to break the deadlock as an outsider.

In other words, Li Jun has to bear the risks that may arise from detonating this situation.

He had already made this clear when he met Li Jun.

Li Jun himself understood the danger.

Zhang Siyuan did not take advantage of Li Jun. He promised that after entering the Sangyan Buddhist land, he would do everything possible to kill the Sangyan Buddha Linjiapo and destroy the Sangyan Temple.

This does not conflict with the goals of the New Donglin Party.

But now that Liu Jinxun came to him in person, Zhang Siyuan realized that he might have thought the whole situation too simply before.

The reason why the Nagqu Golden Temple still exists today is not because Liu Jinxun dares not, but because he is unwilling to do so!

"Did I miss something? Or was it wrong from the beginning?"

Zhang Siyuan pulled his hair in annoyance.

Li Jun looked at the old man in front of him and asked, "Are you here to settle accounts with me?"

"Yes, but not now."

Liu Jinxun behaved very calmly, without any unnecessary emotional fluctuations, which shows how great his skills in cultivating qi are.

You know, given Liu Jinxun's status as the head of a powerful family in the "Old Two Capitals and Thirteen Provinces", he personally led his team into the aboriginal land and did such rough work as brandishing guns and sticks with others, which could be regarded as "fallen".

He fell into such an embarrassing situation and was forced to give up the initiative to wait and see and take sides. He could only rely on Zhang Fengyue's men without reservation. It was all thanks to Li Jun.

If Li Jun had not killed Liu Dian and Liu Tu, and exposed some taboos of the Liu family, Liu Jinxun would not have ended up like this.

"If you're not here to seek revenge, then you're here to discuss something?"

Liu Jinxun said bluntly: "The Naqu Golden Temple cannot be demolished now, and the Naqu Living Buddha cannot die now."

Li Jun glanced at Zhang Siyuan, who looked a little depressed. "You are trying so hard to help Sangyan Temple keep its last fig leaf. It seems that you are trying to use Lingjia Po to fish, Lord Liu?"

Liu Jinxun did not comment, and said indifferently: "Yi Zheng's math skills are still a little lacking, but Master Li Xin, you are experienced, you hit the nail on the head, and you see things clearly."

"Originally, I promised Zhang Siyuan that I would help him demolish the Naqu Golden Temple. Since you guys are now divided among yourselves, I have nothing to say. It's just that..."

Li Jun smiled and said, "I am also very upset when I read these foreign Buddhist scriptures. I really want to demolish this temple and kill the people there."

"That song won't live long."

"I don't like seeing people I hate jumping around in front of me."

Liu Jinxun's voice turned cold: "I'm not asking you, Li Xinzhu, for help, and I don't think my old face is worth much. I came here this time to make a deal with you."

"Master Liu, be careful with your words. Some chips should not be taken out, so keep them well."

Li Jun's face also turned cold: "If you want to threaten me with my people, you'd better consider whether your Liu family's neck is harder than the Dao Order of Longhu Mountain!"

Behind him, Lord Ma took the child off his head and stood up. A harsh sound of armor rubbing against each other could be heard from under his robe.

Dunzhu took a step forward and stood in front of the woman, his immature strength surging in his body.

"Master Li Xin, you are worrying too much. With the precedent of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain, I will not ask for trouble."

Hearing Liu Jinxun's words, Zhang Siyuan, who had been frowning, let out a sigh of relief and looked at Li Jun with more guilt in his eyes.

"Then what do you want to exchange with me for the Nagqu Golden Temple?"

"Heavenly Palace."

Liu Jinxun slowly uttered two words that made Li Jun's pupils shrink suddenly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew up.

"It's not the New Donglin Party that wants to move against them, it's the Nongxu Sheji!"

Liu Jinxun's voice was like thunder, and a fist shadow stopped abruptly at the tip of his nose. The strong wind made his clothes crackle.

How could Tianque be suddenly exposed?
Before Li Jun could even utter the question in his mind, Liu Jinxun saw through what he was thinking.

"There is no impenetrable wall in the world. Tianque has indeed acted cautiously over the years, but it still cannot withstand the calculations of those with ulterior motives."

"If you go and rescue them now, you might be able to save a few lives."

Liu Jinxun's eyes were as calm as a lake: "If it was any later, they would have been eaten up."

"Where are the people from Tianque now?"

Li Jun stared coldly into the other person's eyes.

"Xin'an County, Guangzhou Prefecture, at the mouth of Jiulong River!"

(End of this chapter)