Cultivation: I can reincarnate in the heavens

Fengxi Country is not far from Feiyu Immortal Palace.

But... this is for monks.

The two places are separated by seven kingdoms, including Baoxiang Kingdom, Lanyue Kingdom, and Liuguang Kingdom. After reaching Baoxiang Kingdom in the north, we have to cross a vast water area of ​​thousands of miles to reach the Lingnan Road of Fengxi Kingdom.

For ordinary people, these journeys, even if they are riding thousands of miles of horses, will take a lifetime of energy.

Xu Xing stopped and stopped along the way to experience the customs of various countries.

Cultivation also requires relaxation and moderation.

Being as tight as a bowstring all the time is not a good thing for spiritual practice.

About five days passed.

Xu Xing crossed Lingnan Road, Jiangnan South Road, and Luonan Road, and arrived at Shenjing City in Fengxi Kingdom. He stood on the watchtower standing next to the green and black city wall, with his feet on one of the cornices, looking at the inner and outer cities.

One hundred and eight squares of the city are in good order.

The east and west cities are bustling with traffic and pedestrians, creating a scene of flourishing flowers and brocades.

"Gongyang has his own way of governing the country."

Xu Xing secretly praised.

Don't look at Gong Yangyi who suffered defeat many times when he was his enemy. But before he went to Siming Mountain, Gong Yangyi was the mastermind of the monk, and he basically had no disadvantages.

Heyang Mountain is the leader of the Eighteen Route Princes!

It can be said that Gong Yangyi's internal affairs methods are definitely among the best.

"Go to Prince Kun's Mansion first."

"My third brother Kuntian Wang is the most sincere and sincere. He is also my sworn brother and the one who values ​​brotherhood the most."

After getting off the watchtower, he casually cast a breath-containing technique on himself, and Xu Xing went straight to Prince Kun's Mansion in Shengkangfang.

He had no intention of heading directly to the palace.

Twelve years gone.

Although it will not change the world, things have changed and people have changed. But twelve years are enough to change a lot of things. Especially since he claimed to be ill and had never been able to meet with officials before the court.

Even though close ministers such as Gong Yangyi and Chang Ji knew that Emperor Tiande was not seriously ill, he went to Feiyu Immortal Palace to seek immortality. But he didn't show up for too long. Who knows if any officials or vassal kings from various places would have any dissatisfaction during such a long period of time...

"He is a dignified prince..."

"Why is it so deserted in front of the door?"

After a while, Xu Xing arrived at a tall mansion.

The mansion he gave to King Kuntian Chang Kunyu was the palace of King Yong, the former prince of Chongming Emperor.

This palace covers an area of ​​about one hundred acres. It has a painted vermilion door with a bright copper animal head ring nailed to the door. Two majestic white jade lions sit on the door pillow. Through the blue bricks and black tiles that are as tall as two people, one can see the various attics with high eaves in the palace, which shows the grandeur of the palace.

It's just that the front door of this mansion is quite deserted.

Whether it's the main entrance or the side entrance.

The main door was closed, but two burly servants in blue stood at the side door, guarding the door. Next to the side door, near the Shuanma Stone, there is little fresh soil, and there is a thin layer of dust on the ground.

Take a peek and know the whole thing.

If King Kun had many guests, there should be no empty tethering stones, not not even a single horse.

"Go in and have a look."

Xu Xing dodged, crossed the two guards, and entered the palace.

Entering without warning is inconsistent with etiquette.

But he was the founding emperor, and this small courtesy could not restrict him.

In an instant.

Xu Xing found the king of Kun, Chang Kun, from an ice room in the back house.

Chang Kun was half lying on an Arhat bed, squinting and snoring. He had his chest open, and two concubines beside him were fanning him hard with cattail fans. In the ice room, there are two large buckets of ice.

The cool air spread to Chang Kun due to the fanning of the cattail leaf fan.

See this.

Xu Xing was not surprised either.

At this time, Fengxi Country was experiencing a scorching summer, and it was common for dignitaries to take ice from the ice cellars and build icehouses to cool off the heat. Chang Kun's behavior is not considered arrogant or extravagant.

"Third brother..."

"We haven't seen each other for many years. The third brother's cheeks are fleshy and his life is much more comfortable than the fourth brother's. I am really envious of the fourth brother."

Not long after, Xu Xing revealed himself and looked at Chang Kun, who had white hair on his temples, with a smile on his face.

The two concubines who were shaking cattail fans for Chang Kun suddenly saw Xu Xing exposed and mistakenly thought he was an assassin. They almost shouted to the personal guards outside to come in to escort him. But when they heard Xu Xing's self-promotion, they immediately suppressed what they blurted out to avoid offending the emperor.

King Kun's fourth brother is none other than Emperor Tiande.

"The maids have seen the emperor..."

The two concubines knelt down, their delicate bodies trembling slightly.

The person in front of them is the Emperor of Tiande who can take them life and death, how can they dare to be disrespectful.

Such a noise instantly woke up Chang Kun, who was dozing heavily, and he quickly stood up from the Arhat bed. Immediately afterwards, the figure of Xu Xing standing in the room with a calm expression broke into his eyes.

"Chang Kun has met your Majesty."

Chang Kun was stunned for a few breaths, rubbed his eyes again, and after confirming that he was not blinded, he immediately lifted up the front of his robe and prepared to kneel down to pay homage to Xu Xing.

The righteousness of the monarch and his ministers is above all, and the brotherhood is below.

Having been a minister for a long time, Chang Kun knows what to do.

"Third brother, why are you so polite?"

Xu Xing came to Chang Kun in an instant, bent down slightly, and stopped Chang Kun from bowing down with his arms.

Then, he shook his head and said: "Third brother, you and I are all brothers who worship the master, and the etiquette of monarchs and ministers is nothing. Besides, I have entered the path of immortality now, so I can avoid some common etiquette if I can."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Chang Kun did not insist on bowing down, but he did not change his title either. He still addressed Xu Xing as "Your Majesty" instead of "Fourth Brother."

Some common rituals may be waived.

But if he really doesn't know what to do, Xu Xing will be okay at first, but over time, he will definitely be dissatisfied.

Chang Kun knows all about the fine among the rough.

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The ice room was restored as a living room.

The maid pours spiritual tea.

The aroma fills the whole room and makes people salivate.

Xu Xing took his seat and took the main seat. Chang Kun accompanied him. The two of them each took a sip of the tea steeped in the Huan Wu Ling Tea. Only then did Xu Xing clarify his purpose of coming to Prince Kun's Mansion this time.

Find out about the current situation in the court.

"Chaozhong..."

Chang Kun touched his head.

Although he was deeply moved, his fourth brother did not treat him as an outsider.

But some words had to be said truthfully. He sneered and said: "Your Majesty, you know me. It's okay to fight, but I don't care much about the affairs of the court, and I can't manage them well. So. As early as the second year after your Majesty left, I simply closed the gate of the palace to prevent visitors..."

What he said was true, but there were still some things he hadn't said.

In fact, the reason why he closed the palace and did not see outsiders. In addition to the fact that he is not greedy for power, the more reason is that the vassal king with a foreign surname attracts attention...

In the fourth year of Tiande's reign, someone impeached him, King Kun, for taking bribes and lining his own pockets. Chang Kun was furious at first. He hated corrupt officials the most in his life. How could he be embezzled? In addition, Xu Xing rewarded their sworn brothers endlessly, and he was not short of money. How could he be embezzled and accept bribes.

back--

As soon as he was impeached by all the officials in the court, he realized belatedly that it was his own surname that caused the trouble.

So Chang Kun rushed to Gong Yangyi's mansion overnight and asked Gong Yangyi what he should do next. Gong Yangyi gave him this advice and asked him to delegate his power and become a wealthy prince.

"Then now...who has the most power in the DPRK..."

"Third brother, you should know about this."

Xu Xing's words became slightly colder.

He finally understood that Chang Kun was afraid of offending others, so he was fooling around.

But after thinking about it for a moment, he felt relieved.

He could just leave, but Chang Kun still had to find a career for himself and a future for his descendants. Now, it is not terrible to offend him, the great ancestor, because he is not in power, and he will not kill him and break off the previous kindness just because of this matter.

But if Chang Kun offends the forces in the court, then his future and that of his descendants will be unpredictable.

"It's...the queen and the chief minister Gong Yangyi are in power together."

Chang Kun hesitated for a moment and said.

This matter cannot be hidden from Xu Xing. As long as Xu Xing makes some inquiries in Shenjing, he can know who is in power in Shenjing now. All officials know it, and so do the people in the market.

If he really pretends that he doesn't know anything, then he will really offend Xu Xing to death.

But after he finished speaking, Chang Kun added, "Your Majesty, you also know that you claimed to be ill and did not see any officials. Even though we ministers knew that you were seeking immortality. But the middle-level and lower-level officials , and the people in the world don’t know, and the queen is helpless..."

"The prince is young, if the queen does not get involved in politics."

"The power of the Heavenly Family is hard to survive!"

He spoke from the bottom of his heart.

"This matter...I understand."

After a moment of silence, Xu Xing nodded, looking calm.

Zhao Yunniang's harem intervened in the government affairs and took power. In fact, it was his deliberate arrangement when he left. If he really intends to limit the power of the harem, as the founder of the country, he can decide it with one word.

Just leave an edict.

No matter how good Zhao Yunniang is, she can't change the situation.

"The official who impeached Third Brother..."

"Is this the queen's trick?"

Xu Xing glanced at Chang Kun and smiled.

Among the two people who gained power in the court, they were Queen Zhao Yunniang and Gong Yangyi, the chief minister of the cabinet. The former is the empress, the mother of the world, and nominally has the power to intervene in politics when the emperor is not in power. The latter is the chief minister of the cabinet and has the natural political power to command all officials...

However, vassal kings with foreign surnames such as Kuntian King Chang Kun fell.

Obviously, it was a political maneuver by Gong Yangyi and Zhao Yunniang to return power to the central government. After all, external vassal turmoil affected the government.

This kind of thing is a general trend.

Anyone sitting in the seats of Gong Yangyi and Zhao Yunniang would do the same thing.

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the heroes were enfeoffed, so the power of the central government had to be delegated to outsiders. However, the later rulers obviously did not have the prestige of the founder of the country, so the central government would inevitably continue to seize power and fight against the "vassal kings" and "heroes" who cut off their flesh and blood, in order to achieve the effect of stabilizing the power of the central government.

"Son of a bitch..."

"It turned out to be Gong Yangyi's idea."

"It's a shame that I keep blaming the queen and go to him for help..."

Hearing this, an angry look appeared on the face of Kuntian King Chang Kun. He cursed, "Since the beginning of the army, I have known that Gong Yangyi is a bad boy. I thought I had a comradeship with him. Unexpectedly, he The plot is on me."

He thought about the first level.

She thought it was Queen Zhao Yunniang who wanted to gain power and consolidate the power of the Tian family so that the power of the Tian family would not fall by the wayside, so she willingly became a wealthy and virtuous king.

But he never expected that there was actually a plan by Gong Yangyi.

"Where's eldest brother?"

"how is he……"

"Are you willing to be a wealthy and wise king?"

Xu Xing asked again.

When he was on the Guanxi Road, in order to build his reputation, he left a thousand Buyanqi to Yao Dang, the king of mourning.

Later, when he unified the world, his position was taken from Yao Dang, so Yao Dang had the most real titles. It can be said that Yao Dang was the most powerful vassal king among the vassal kings with other surnames, with at least more than 10,000 troops under his command.

Of course, he was also on guard against Yao Dang.

When the people of the Xu clan were granted wings, they deliberately put the Xu clan's fiefs and Yao Dang's together to restrain each other.

"Brother's words..."

Chang Kun let out a long sigh, "My eldest brother passed away suddenly two years ago. A guard from Prince Mourning's Palace said that before my eldest brother passed away, he met my second brother once..."

Among the three heavenly kings in Siming Mountain, King Mourning and King Wei have the best relationship.

Neither is he.

"King Weitian?"

Xu Xing frowned.

He intuitively felt that there was something fishy about the death of King Yao Dang.

In the second fate deduction, he was beheaded by Ye Jiming with a sword, and then turned into an underground master whose remnant soul is immortal. It was King Wei Tian who used means to destroy his remaining soul.

Then it is obvious that King Weitian, who split his troops and left in Daoliang Mountain, will have some opportunities afterwards.

Maybe King Weitian is also a monk now.

This is also something that cannot be said for certain.

"Although I usurped Yao Dang's power, I never felt sorry for Yao Dang afterwards. King Wei Tian will not hate me. Besides, no matter how powerful King Wei Tian is, is he as good as me?"

Xu Xing calmed down and put aside the matter of King Weitian for the time being.

The path to immortality is cruel.

There were only a few people who could get to the back.

If King Wei Tian really hated him, he would have taken revenge on Zhao Yunniang and Xu Zhang long ago. In addition, he looked at the King of Power and did not think that this person was a narrow-minded person.

then.

Chang Kun followed Xu Xing's instructions and recounted what happened to the "Xu family" and the ministers in the court during the past twelve years.

However, he still had some reservations and mentioned it briefly without going into details.

"Third brother can have this realization..."

"Among the ministers, the one who can defeat Third Brother is no more than the number of two palms."

After listening, Xu Xing was not angry about Chang Kun's handling of things, but instead praised him.

Knowing the pros and cons, knowing how to advance and retreat.

can do this.

It is enough to be called a wise man.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty."

Chang Kun breathed a sigh of relief. He pretended to be stupid, scratched his head first, and then bowed to Xu Xing.

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Walk out of Prince Kun's Mansion.

Xu Xing's face showed a hint of confusion.

Although he praised Chang Kun's decent handling of things, Chang Kun's decent handling of things was not a sign of his affinity. A few years after the uprising, he and Chang Kun got to know each other, first with false feelings, and then after four years of getting along, they became more sincere, but he never thought that twelve years later, everything would be as before.

"By the way, King Xingtian flicked his sleeves, and two yellow snakes came out of his sleeves."

"On that day, the sacred capital was majestic, and the immortals stood in the sky..."

"King Xingtian cut off the immortal's arm, laughed several times, grabbed the immortal's arm, and bit it with his mouth... The immortal energy escaped, and little bits of blood fell below the south city, allowing the dead cypress trees to spring again."

"The immortal was furious and cursed: How dare a mere mortal dare to attack the immortal?"

"At this time, King Xingtian bent his bow again and shot an arrow into the immortal's eye. The immortal was afraid that his eyes would be taken away by King Xingtian again, so he said, 'The essence and blood of your parents should not be discarded,' and swallowed his own eyes."

"And this time the battle to kill the immortals..."

"The king of Xingtian was also cursed, and his age is unknown. He had no choice but to rest in the palace."

"For the welfare of all people, King Xingtian is willing to accept the punishment of heaven for one person..."

"We, the common people, must share in the punishment of King Xing."

Not long after he left Shengkangfang, Xu Xing met a storyteller in a big coat and holding a white paper folding fan at the entrance of the square, talking under a big locust tree, surrounded by a group of people listening to the book.

The book in question is nothing else.

It was the battle between him and Ye Jiming outside Shenjing in the first year of Tiande.

It's just that three people became tigers. This story becomes more and more outrageous as it is told.

"It doesn't have to be outrageous..."

"It is also possible that the imperial court deliberately asked the storyteller to speak like this, to establish my authority and promote the imperial court's orthodoxy... After all, I have already killed an immortal. With such difficulty, no one in the world would dare to rebel after listening to this."

Xu Xing shook his head and thought to himself.

In order to promote Taizu's righteousness in winning the country, later generations compiled the legend of Taizu without being polite at all. Things like being born with a strange fragrance filling the house, a mother's dream about a dragon entering her body, the red emperor's son killing the white emperor's son, having three breasts... etc. These are all outrageous things to write about. But the stupid people still do this.

In comparison, his Immortal Killing was relatively normal.

"etc……"

"This storyteller..."

"Scholar Su?"

Just when Xu Xing was about to leave, he subconsciously glanced back at the storyteller.

It didn't matter before the sweep, but after the sweep, I was suddenly surprised.

At this time, although Academician Su had shaved off his beard, his face looked a little older.

However, Xu Xing and Su Xueshi had been in prison for a long time. In addition, he had extraordinary spiritual awareness at this time, so with just one glance, he could tell that this storyteller was none other than Su Xue, who dominated the Fengxi Chinese literary world at that time. Scholar - Suche.

"Emperor Tiande..."

"Oh, no..., Mr. Xu..."

Xu Xing, a scholar who had just drank tea from Lanhou, also noticed Xu Xing. He almost couldn't hold back and let the tea in his mouth spurt out from his throat.

However, he was also hit by the tea a few times.

So he quickly put down the tea cup, wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, and stood up to salute Xu Xing.

Today is different from the past.

Xu Xing has become emperor.

However, Xu Xingshi, a former official, also knew that it was not appropriate to expose Xu Xing's identity at this time, so before he could say the words "Emperor Tiande", he quickly changed his name to "Master Xu".

"Let's chat at the roadside teahouse."

Xu Xing became interested.

He did not expect that the storyteller who arranged his story on the roadside was actually Su Xueshi, who was a prison mate with him.

"please."

Scholar Su put the reward money in the large porcelain bowl into his pocket, then inserted the white paper fan into his waist, then followed Xu Xing into the roadside teahouse with his hands clasped behind his back, where he called for a seat and a pot of high-quality tea.

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Drink some tea.

Seeing his old friend, Xuexianshi Su also opened his heart and said, "I will no longer be an official. In the first year of Tiande, you took over the world and invited me to serve as an official in the court. I deliberately avoided the imperial envoys you sent and hid outside the house. I waited for three days and three nights until the imperial envoy left, and then I returned home."

"Later, I came to Shenjing. I saw that storytelling was interesting, so I started talking about books."

"It's not fun to be an official."

"The big hermit hides in the city, the small hermit hides in the wild."

He smiled generously, with bitterness in his smile.

After several consecutive disappointments in officialdom, he also understood that he was not the material to be an official.

After entering the court, he could only write poems and lyrics for the new emperor.

Instead of being a prime minister and serving the country and the people.

He understands that to serve the country and the people is to harm the people and help the country. He really has no such ability.

When Emperor Chongming was in power, he could still scold the emperor for being in power, but it was difficult for him to realize his ambitions.

But after Xu Xing punished the people and established a new dynasty... Xu Xing, who was familiar with him, sent an imperial envoy to grant him an official position, which was also a idle position.

He immediately knew what he was doing.

Since then, he has no more thoughts of becoming an official in the court.

"storytelling……"

Seeing that the tea was gone, Xu Xing took out the Huanwuling tea from the storage bag, twisted a few tea leaves and threw them in. Then he cast a spell to attract living water and began to cook tea quietly.

While using magic to keep the heat of the tea brewing, he advised: "Storytelling is something that most scribes cannot do. Poetry is the right way to do it. Storytelling cannot be refined. Scholar Su, why are you doing this?"

Storytelling is a low-level job.

Let alone Su Xueshi, a former Hanlin scholar, ordinary scholars without fame are not willing to be humble and go to the streets to tell stories. At most, they sell calligraphy.

No matter how much you give up on yourself, you can't do this.

"Master Xu..."

"What about poetry? What about storytelling?"

Academician Su looked longingly at the teapot suspended on the table. The tea leaves Xu Xing twisted just now, if he guessed correctly, should be the fairy tea drunk by immortals. He had nothing good to do in his life, but he only had some desires for food and drink.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully: "It's all a job of showing off words, what's the difference between high and low?"

"My surname is Su, I don't write poetry anymore!"

He hummed a few times.

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No more poetry?

Xu Xing looked at Xu Xingshi silently.

He didn't know whether Xuexianshi Su was speaking out of anger or the truth. But he thought that the reason why Su Xueshi did not write poetry was probably inseparable from the poem Princess Anren asked for.

The character of a scholar may seem invisible, but sometimes it can actually be touched.

Emperor Chongming lost his country because of his stupidity.

But this is also closely related to Emperor Chongming's refusal to give them dignity when dealing with ministers.

Treat your ministers as your own private slaves!

"Master Xu..."

"Are you really sick and recuperating in the palace? Or... have you gone to seek immortality?"

After a moment of silence, Scholar Su took the initiative to change the topic.

Asked about the thing that concerned him the most.

In his opinion, Xu Xing is not a fatuous ruler. Xu Xing, who was born as an official, not only understood how to survive in officialdom, but also understood that a country cannot live without a king for a day.

They will not be dismissed easily.

Especially not long after the founding of the country.

Now that he saw Xu Xing's casual skill, he had some guesses about what Xu Xing had been doing in the past twelve years. But he wasn't sure, so he wanted to get an answer from Xu Xing.

"Seeking immortality..."

Xu Xing remained calm, glanced at Academician Su, and replied.

Although Feiyu Immortal Palace allows immortals not to interfere with each other, this commandment is not so strict. If he hadn't been surrounded by the Human King Body and the Ming King Body at that time, he would have been killed by Ye Jiming with a sword, and there would have been no chance to invade Shenjing and replace the Song family.

Therefore, revealing something or two does not constitute a violation of the sect's precepts.