Chapter 43: Invigorate the wind and help the fire

There is a beautiful place on the southern foot of the Mang Mountain, called Lianhuapo. It has towering ancient trees and gurgling rivers, and the transportation is very convenient. It is a private garden of the King of Qi within a radius of dozens of miles.

A new Taoist temple was built next to the small river at the forefront of the foothills. It covers an area of ​​about ten acres, with hundreds of pavilions and halls, flying eaves and beams, and its palaces are brilliant. This is the Songyang Palace built by the King of Qi for millions of dollars for the old Taoist Pan Dan. It is also Pan Dan's old nest in the capital. There are more than 100 disciples he brought from the Songyang Palace.

At noon that day, a cavalry team of about 500 people rushed over like lightning, rushed across the bridge, and rushed to the Taoist temple. The five hundred cavalrymen were terrifying, and the Taoist priest guarding the gate turned around and fled.

"destroy!"

The head lieutenant was Yang Qilang. With his order, five hundred cavalry began to break the wall and rushed into the Taoist temple to smash objects. The host of the Taoist temple was Pan Dan's third disciple Cao Chenzi. When he saw that the incense burner two feet tall in front of the hall was pushed down by the soldiers, his eyes were red, and he rushed up and shouted: "Who are you? How dare you destroy Pan Shangxian's temple?"

Yang Qilang sneered and said loudly: "Pan Dan's evil words confuse the public and poison the good people. He is specially ordered by Yang Shifeng to destroy the nest."

Dust collector was shocked, "Yang Yuanqing!"

"That's right!"

Yang Qilang ordered: "Drive everyone out and burn this demon cave in one go!"

Five hundred cavalrymen were extremely fierce, beating a group of Taoist priests to the point of crying and stumbled and fleeing.

At this time, the soldiers brought out a group of young women crying. A soldier came forward to report, "Report to the lieutenant, this was found in the backyard, and there were still a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the cellar!"

Dozens of soldiers carried out more than a dozen large wooden boxes, full of gold, silver and jewelry. The dust collector saw it at the gate. It was his master's savings for decades. He screamed, rushed up, and cried on the box, "This is my master's thing, you can kill me!"

Several soldiers whipped away the whip and forced the dustzi out of the Taoist temple and threw it out. Yang Qilang sneered and pointed the whip at more than a dozen women, "Give these women to the government."

"What should I do if these treasures?"

"Take it back and hand it over to the general!"

Half an hour later, after the search of the Taoist temple, all the Taoist priests were driven out. The inside and outside the Taoist temple were filled with dry fire. The soldiers began to set fire on all sides. In a moment, a spectacular Taoist temple was swallowed up by the raging fire. Five hundred cavalrymen left. All the Taoist priests knelt down and cried. The dust collector wiped away his tears and shouted: "Junior brothers, come with me to find the master, have a deep revenge on the sea of ​​blood, let the master avenge!"

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At dusk, more than a hundred Taoist priests came to the Qi Palace and fell to the ground crying together, attracting countless passers-by to look at it. It is rare for so many Taoist priests to kneel on the ground and cry together. The soldiers surrounding the Qi Palace did not stop them and looked at these Taoists from afar. (")

After hearing the news, Pan Dan ordered his disciples to carry him out, and King Yang Ting of Qi also followed him out. Seeing that his disciples and grandchildren were beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being swollen and embarrassed, Pan Dan was frightened and asked anxiously: "What happened?"

Qiao Chenzi knelt in front of his master and cried, "Master, Yang Yuanqing sent soldiers to smash other palaces, and all the fires were burned!"

Pan Dan was stunned. After a while, he widened his eyes and shouted, "Where are the more than a dozen boxes of magic weapons for me?"

"Master, all the magic weapons were stolen by Yang Yuanqing!"

Pan Dan screamed in a "ah!" and fainted. More than a hundred Taoist priests were frightened and rushed forward and shouted: "Master! Master!"

King Yang Xiao of Qi had probably understood one or two. The other palace he had given to the immortal was destroyed by Yang Yuanqing. It was his fiefdom. Yang Xiao was so green, his fists were tightly pinched, and his knuckles turned white. Yang Yuanqing, you are simply too much!

Pan Dan slowly woke up. He thought that the wealth he had saved for fifty years was snatched away by his enemies. He felt sad and couldn't help crying loudly.

Yang Hsing sighed and stepped forward to persuade, "Don't be sad, the Taoist temple is destroyed, I will just cultivate another one for you."

"Your Highness! I have practiced a magic weapon for three hundred years. It is all about ascending to the immortal world. Now it has been stolen by Yang Yuanqing. How can I ascend to the immortal world?"

Pan Dan was in a state of pain. He wanted to cut Yang Yuanqing into pieces. Yang Hing also said hatefully: "What's the use of him holding magic weapons? I will ask him personally to come back!"

Pan Dan was shocked. This was not possible. He hurriedly said: "Your Highness is kind, I appreciate it. But if those magical instruments are banned, your highness must not interfere with it. It will harm your highness. I have my own way, but I just have to cut some practice."

Yang Ming believed Pan Danzhi's words without any doubt, and nodded, "My royal palace covers a vast area. Let fellow Taoists live in Dongqianyuan for the time being. I will send someone to re-cultivate the Taoist temple another day!"

Pan Dan was extremely grateful, and was both sad and worried, so he had to take his disciples and grandchildren to the mansion to discuss countermeasures slowly.

Yang Qing glanced at the soldiers guarding his mansion. He snorted in his heart and turned back to the mansion. At this moment, a guard beside him said, "Your Highness, Cui Shaoyin is here!"

When Yang Hing turned around, he saw Jingzhao Young Master Cui Bosu hurried over, and later brought several yamen runners. Yang Hing's face darkened. What did he do?

Although Cui Bosu did not dare to come to find King Qi, he knew in his heart that to the extent that his official duties were preserved depends on his performance during this period. Although some things would offend King Qi, they had to be done.

Cui Bosu stepped forward to salute, "I am not good at the position of the King of Qi!"

Yang Hing is currently Jingzhao Yin, who is Cui Bosu’s immediate boss. He said coldly: “If you don’t help Yang Yuanqing to make meritorious contributions, what are you doing here?”

"I am looking for Your Highness for the sake of official business. There are two things that require your Highness to cooperate."

"What's the matter!" Yang Ming said impatiently.

Cui Bosu was a little timid in his heart, so he had to bite the bullet and said, "The first thing was to find a corpse on the official road in the south of the city. Someone reported the official to the official. The fish sign on his body was Huangfu Xu, the magistrate of Yique County, who was beaten to death. He was found in a humble position. In the morning, someone saw it with his own eyes that Huangfu Xu was carried out from the Qi Palace and covered in blood. The minister wanted to ask...."

Cui Bosu didn't dare to say anything more, Yang Hing sneered, "He is dead, this kind of person who istrayed will be completely killed. Cui Shaoyin, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't ask too much, what else is there?"

Cui Bosu sighed. Huangfu Xu was chewed incompletely by a wild dog. It was a terrible sight. He only found out his identity when he saw the fish sign on his body. He suspected that it was Yang Fu Wei's harm. He heard Yang Fu Wei's tone, it was indeed what he did. Huangfu Xu was the county magistrate after all, and this matter was difficult to deal with, so he had to report it to the Ministry of Personnel.

In fact, Cui Bosu was also a little suspicious. After all, there were all Yang Yuanqing's soldiers outside the Qi Palace. How could Yang Yuanqing not know, and how could Huangfu Xu die halfway? He was a little suspicious that the deceased was not Huangfu Xu, but he had no evidence. More importantly, he didn't want to offend Yang Yuanqing. He only needed an excuse. Now that the King of Qi is willing to admit it, he would also explain to the Ministry of Personnel.

Cui Bosu no longer asked about this matter. He bowed and said, "The second thing is that more than a dozen Luoyang people came to the government to file a lawsuit, accusing Taoist Pan Dan of the Taoist forcibly robbing the girl and imprisoning her in the Taoist temple. The demonic Taoist Pan Dan is now in His Highness's mansion. I hope His Highness will hand him over to the empress, so that His Highness will not be affected by him."

Yang Ming was furious and slapped him with a slap, 'bang!' and thrust hard on Cui Bosu's face.

"Your dog eyes are blind, get out!"

He turned around and returned to the mansion with a blue face. The guards sneered and followed the King of Qi back to the mansion. The gate was closed. Cui Bosu's face turned into a swelling. He covered his face and stood in front of the King of Qi's mansion. He never dreamed that the King of Qi would insult him like this.

‘A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!’

A deep shame ignited from his heart. He was a child of the Cui family in Qinghe. He would rather not be a humble official than protect his dignity. Cui Bosu turned around and left in resentment.

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Cui Bosu returned to the yamen. He closed the door, locked himself in the room, spread the memorial, and angrily wrote: "My young master Cui Bosu, the young master of Jingzhao, bowed to His Majesty the Emperor, and had something to do with the King of Qi, and was frightened. However, he was entrusted with the king's fortune and did not dare to hide it from the king. There was Pan Dan, a demon in Songyang Palace...."

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Yang Hing was spoiled by his mother since he was a child, and he was also the beloved son of his father. In addition, his noble status, he had long developed his arrogant personality. In his eyes, these officials were just dogs raised by his father. If they were happy, they would give him a bone, annoy him, and if they were slapping him, he would not take it seriously at all.

However, the worries of the immortal made him worried. When he returned home, he quickly walked towards the Taoist temple in the backyard. Several of Pan Dan's disciples stood in the Taoist temple, looking at the closed door with a worried look. They were extremely worried, and the wealth they had accumulated for most of their lives was taken away. Can the master withstand this blow?

Yang Qing walked in, and several Taoist priests quickly saluted, "See Your Highness!"

Yang Hing waved his hand and pointed to the door, "How about the immortal?"

Qingfeng's eyes turned and said, "Master is using magic to transfer the power of the magic weapon. Master has devoted half of his life to the magic weapon. He must turn it back as soon as possible, but he cannot retract it all. At least sixty years of cultivation will be broken, which is a pity!"

Yang Hing nodded, and it was a pity that he had lost his cultivation for sixty years, and he also sighed.

"Is Your Highness outside?" Pan Dan's voice came from the room.

"It's a disciple, the immortal is fine!"

Qingfeng tightened his heart and hurriedly said, "Master, I'll help Master first."

He pushed the door and walked in quickly, "Master, he is a disciple!"

After a while, Pan Dan sighed, "Hey! Fifty-eight years of cultivation! What a pity, Your Highness, please come in!"

Yang Qing slowly walked into the room and saw Pan Dan sitting on the soft couch, looking listless and haggard, as if he had just done a great job, which greatly depleted his spirit.

He knelt down quickly, "Disciple, please see the Supreme Immortal."

Pan Dan narrowed her eyes, with a terrifying murderous intent flashing in her eyes. She quickly glanced at Yang Qing and said lightly: "I just retracted my cultivation from the magic weapon. I accidentally discovered that Yang Yuanqing is a man with fierce murderous intent, with a very strong wood nature, and has a faint aura of the emperor. If Your Highness does not break it with gold and stone, the emperor will return to the capital, which will be the day of your Highness. If Your Highness listens to me, there will be at least a glimmer of vitality. If you don't want to listen, I will say goodbye and travel around the world to find the way to ascend to immortality!"

Yang Ming thought that his father was about to return to Beijing, and he was already in vain at this time, so he was so shocked that he kowtowed, "Disciple, I would like to listen to the words of the immortal, please make clear!"

Pan Dan gritted his teeth and said, "The only way to break Yang Yuanqing's wooden nature is to use a golden knife. Your Highness can send a powerful martial arts man to kill him and give him to me. I can use Taoism to completely break his wooden nature and protect His Highness's life."

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[In history, Yang Hing really believed in the demonic way and used evil spirits to curse. There was indeed someone like this Pan Claus, but he deceived Yang Guang into pieces]

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