Before opening the hijab with the red embroidered mandarin ducks in front of him, Song Nanyan didn't have a particularly turbulent mood.
After all, he has received several concubines. Although this one is as beautiful as Lan Xiaojiabiyu, that's it. He has always been good to his concubines, and he is also raising them in the backyard. If you don't stop him, Song Nanyan feels that he is a very kind and tolerant person compared to those Houmen eunuchs who often beat and scold their wives and concubines.
If the person in front of him is gentle, shrewd, smart, and interesting, it's not that he can't spoil him for a few more years.
But when Song Yanyan lifted his hijab, he was stunned.
Rao saw strong winds and waves, and he couldn't help but step back a few steps, opening his mouth to shout.
The next moment, his voice seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he was struggling in vain, but he couldn't make it out at all.
Chang Ming waved his long sleeves to eliminate the illusion.
In Song Nanyan's eyes, the other party's original wedding dress also disappeared. The man had a sapphire high bun and wide-sleeved robe, as handsome as a fairy.
Most importantly, something familiar.
No, it looks familiar.
"Do you remember me?" the other asked.
Song Yan is very talented, and he never forgets it, and of course he won't forget it, but he didn't dare to think about it.
How can people who have been dead for many years appear alive in front of them
"You..." Song Nanyan found that he could speak again. "You, is the teacher?"
As soon as this guess came out, his expression became more and more bizarre.
Chang Ming nodded: "I thought I haven't seen you for many years, you forgot me."
"Didn't you already..." Dead
Song Nanyan still remembers that after he went to Liuyi Academy, he often wrote to Changming, telling him about his experience and study of the classics.
Chang Ming rarely replied, usually because he had doubts himself, so Song Nanyan asked for advice from the great scholar in the academy, usually only a few words, it would be good to reply one of ten letters in the past.
But later, the letters that Song Nanyan received were suddenly interrupted.
He felt strange in his heart, but he had left the house a long time ago, and there was no one around him who could be called close, except for Changming. Song Yanyan couldn't go back to check for a while, he could only wait a few years after he became an official, and then sent People went back to visit, and during this visit, did they know that Changming had left with the crown early, and he had not even resigned. He disappeared, and no one knew where he went.
At first, Song Nanyan also sent people to inquire. As the years passed, there was no news of his enlightenment teacher. After more than ten years, Song Nanyan felt that the other party was probably dead. , vigorously erected a tomb for his teacher, erected a stone monument, paid respects and shed a few tears, and cherished the friendship between their master and apprentice as a sign of grief and filial piety.
Who knew that his master came in in the sedan chair that was supposed to be served by his new concubine, sat beside the bed of his bridal chamber night, smiled at him and said, "Do you still remember me?"
Five thunders hit the top, and a Buddha was born.
Song Yan couldn't describe how he felt at the moment.
"When did I tell you that I was dead?" Chang Ming raised his eyebrows.
"Can… "
In terms of life expectancy of ordinary people, even if Changming didn't die at this time, he would at least be an old man.
But not only does he have no old-fashioned attitude, but he looks exactly the same as if he had just met.
Song Nanyan also learned some Taoist cultivation kung fu from his teacher, but he was really not interested. He only learned the fur. Later, he had a chance and was given a Buddhist elixir. Without cultivation, one can stay youthful and look immortal, so ordinary people are already old at this age, but Song is hard to say, but he is still around thirty.
In his decades of official career, he had already learned the tricks of intrigue and intrigue to cross the river and demolish the bridge in Chencang. Deep down, he was grateful to the teacher who taught the industry. Perhaps it was because he left early and then disappeared without a trace. The image of Changming in Song Nanyan's mind He was quite tall, standing as straight as a mountain, but he never imagined that he would be able to see the living master in his lifetime, and it was in the bridal chamber.
So, his master should also be a monk
If it is an ordinary person, how can it be like a day for decades, and the appearance will not age.
"As you expected, I am indeed a monk." Chang Ming seemed to know what he was thinking.
After the shock, Song Nanyan had a complicated mood: "After so many years, why have you never looked for me in the future? Could it be that the disciple is so insignificant in your heart? I think back then, when the disciple didn't have enough food for three meals, he was in rags, and fortunately met Master, Fang Ru ascended to the sky in one step, and suddenly had the dignity of being a human being. The disciple still remembers how excited I was when you allowed me to study in the residence..."
Chang Ming interrupted him: "Do you remember why I gave you an unspeakable name?"
Song Yan:…
Chang Ming was satisfied with his sudden silence.
"I've encountered some things over the years. I've been trapped in a certain place, and I've only recently come out. I have to come to you first because I'm investigating one thing. When things come to an end, it's not too late for us to reminisce."
Song Nanyan: "Master, please speak."
Chang Ming said that the existence of Jiuzhongyuan and the monsters may have already mixed into the world, and he briefly talked about the matter of waiting for an opportunity to provoke, and also mentioned Canghaiyueming on Princess Zhaoyue's head.
"Princess Zhaoyue should stay in your emperor's harem for a long time. If there is a problem with someone around her, it will easily bring disaster to the emperor. If you can't find out who has the problem for the time being, I can follow you into the palace to investigate. ."
It was difficult for Song Yanyan to suddenly accept so much news.
After all, this is a world where monks are respected. Although he holds the authority, he has to deal with monks of various factions from time to time. Especially, he has to be polite and not offend these people. However, ordinary monks also dare not speak rude to Song, even if When the master arrived, he knew Song Yanyan's identity, and he couldn't ignore his existence. This is a worldly way that complements each other. Although monks are detached, they occasionally need worldly power to open their eyes. For example, the Wanlian Buddha Land, which is revered as the state religion by Youguo, has reached the point of being a king and a saint in Youguo. And the dignitaries themselves also need the protection of the monks. Just like Song Nanyan's Prime Minister's Mansion, there are at least a dozen monks inside and outside to shelter them in the dark day and night to prevent small troubles.
But these cultivators still haven't been able to guard against the teacher's Li Daitao stiff.
From this, it can be seen that either his people are too wasteful, or the teacher is too strong.
Song Nanyan didn't think there was something wrong with his way of picking people, and he preferred the latter.
"Teacher, I have also heard about the turmoil of demons. In the last years of the previous dynasty, I was an official in the court. Although I didn't enter the center at that time, I also heard some secrets. It is said that the last emperor was a demon possessed by a demon. Ji was bewitched and ate something that shouldn't be eaten before he became confused and did many extraordinary things. After the founding of this dynasty, the late emperor also strictly guarded it and tried his best to prevent the recurrence of old things. The four of you, not to mention the frequent guest ministers. If the people of Zhaoyue Kingdom are really so bold, I can only say that they are seeking their own death.”
He calmed down and gradually recovered from the shock of "my master has become an immortal before he died".
"I haven't seen you for many years, your style is the same as before, the disciple misses you day and night, and please ask the teacher to stay for a few days, take a break, and let me do my filial piety."
Chang Ming smiled but not smiled: "You don't want to know where your bride is?"
Song Yan choked, he really forgot about it.
"You mustn't embarrass her."
Chang Ming: "She and the maid are both asleep under the bed. You can wake them up later."
Song Nanyan took the opportunity to ask, "The one outside the door..."
Chang Ming smiled but not smiled: "Are you interested?"
Song Yan smiled dryly: "If you want to lead the way, my position in the main room can be her..."
"You can ask her yourself, I'm not a matchmaker."
Chang Ming felt that although his apprentice was doing well in the world, there was something wrong with the eyes of women, and he dared to be attracted to Xu Jingxian.
Don't look at Xu Jingxian so obedient and obedient in front of him, that's because Changming used her strength to make her speechless. At first, Xu Jingxian was not so easy to talk about. If you think she is easy to play with and get along with, she is completely blind. .
"Let's get down to business, there are many demons with advanced cultivation bases, and they have connections with monks. Even the great masters can't easily detect them. I don't believe in others, but only in my own eyes. You must find an opportunity to help me enter the palace. If not, I'll think of another way."
Chang Ming said lightly, his conceit was all in his words.
Song Nanyan didn't know what his master's cultivation was or what honorable status he had in the past. He just listened to the other party's intentions, and he had the intention of going straight ahead if he didn't agree, and hurriedly said: "You misunderstood, it's not that the disciple is unwilling to agree. , The situation in the palace is really complicated. The monks around the emperor are all arranged by the first emperor and the empress dowager. You also know that those grandmasters have eccentric temperaments, and they will not completely obey my orders and let me send them."
Chang Ming thought thoughtfully: "You are at odds with the queen mother, is the arrangement of the monks around the emperor your way of wrestling secretly?"
Song Yan smiled bitterly: "The teacher is still as sharp as always! Yes, imperial power and ministerial power have been incompatible since ancient times. The empress dowager came from a high school and never looked down on me. It's just that I was appointed by the late emperor, and I was also a supporter in the court. So many, she couldn't easily move me. But in front of those monks in the palace, the disciples couldn't fully grasp the initiative. The master I befriended was called Han Ye, an elder of the East China Sea Sect. Either let the disciples go first. Let him help to investigate in the palace, and in his capacity, he should be much more aboveboard."
Chang Ming: "Have you ever thought that those monks in the palace may also be infiltrated by demons, and once they have a problem, it will be more difficult to detect than ordinary people?"
Song Nanyan was stunned: "This is impossible, right?"
Although he has been up and down for many years, after all, he has dealt with people a lot. Even if he has seen the magical powers of monks, he has not understood them in depth, and it is even more difficult to imagine.
Monks and ordinary people, after all, are like two worlds.
Chang Ming said: "There are many barriers set up by masters outside the palace wall. It's not impossible for me to force my way through, but it will disturb some people and make it a little more troublesome. You can try to bring me into the palace, and you don't need to do the rest. I'm worried."
Song Nanyan was really afraid that he would break into the imperial city if he disagreed with each other. If there was a big trouble then, he would not be able to get rid of it, so he might as well help the master to find a way to bring him in.
"Teacher, don't worry, I do have a way, but I may have to wrong you."
Chang Ming: "But it doesn't hurt to talk about it."
Song Yan coughed twice: "There is a servant in my house who travels to and from the palace and here all the year round to pass on news. If you are willing to be wronged, it will be easier."
Changming:…
The two were talking when there were rapid footsteps outside.
Xu Jingxian disappeared, and the other party knocked on the door directly.
"Master! Master!"
Song Yan frowned: "What's the matter?"
"The envoy from the palace said that there is an urgent matter of 100,000!"
Song Yan was stunned, just as he was about to speak, remembering that Chang Ming was still here, he couldn't help but look at him.
Chang Ming didn't mean to avoid it and didn't move.
Song Yanyan had to let people in.
The butler's face was full of anxiety, and he was stunned when he entered.
On the night of the bridal chamber, there is no beautiful girl, the groom's official clothes are neat and tidy, and there is a man beside him.
"What's the matter, tell me quickly!" Song Nanyan urged.
The inner servant who came in with the housekeeper didn't think so much, and said quickly: "Master Xiang, something is not going well, your majesty suddenly fell ill and fell into a deep sleep, and the imperial doctor has seen it all and can't tell the name, the queen mother is now Even with several grandmasters, your Majesty didn't wake up after trying my best, the Queen Mother specially asked the villain to ask you to enter the palace to discuss!"
The Huanqiu Festival was celebrated all over the country. The imperial court rested for three days. The emperor held a grand ceremony yesterday to worship the ancestors.
Song Nanyan and the Queen Mother couldn't talk together, she would send someone over, which means that the situation is very urgent, and it can't be dragged on. The Queen Mother is alone and needs Song Nanyan's help.
At this moment, the envoy from Zhaoyue Kingdom has just entered the capital, the emperor has not yet summoned, and in a few days it will be the first day of the new year, the emperor will personally go to the Babaolang Huan Pagoda to pray for blessings.
For Song Yanyan, the emperor can't have an accident, and what is most needed now is stability.
In just a few short breaths, he figured out the stakes, and he immediately said: "I'll change clothes and enter the palace with you!"
Today, when he took a concubine, he was still wearing clothes of happy colors, and such clothes were obviously not allowed to enter the palace.
Changming next to him suddenly coughed.
Song Yan:…
He was silent for a moment: "You are also ready, come with me, I can't live without you by my side."
Song Yan's words are ambiguous and easily misunderstood.
But these days it is common for nobles to bring one or two confidants by their side.
However, the housekeeper had never seen Chang Ming before, and when he heard the words of his master, he looked at this, looked at that, and was amazed, and there were countless terrifying imaginations.
Chang Ming was very calm, and let the housekeeper's eyeballs come out, as if nothing had happened.
On the way to the palace, Song Nanyan did not forget to remind Changming in the carriage.
"Teacher, the incident happened suddenly, and I don't know why. There are strong players in the palace like Lin, and there are four Grandmaster Guang, not to mention the high-level monks. At that time, the teacher will still be with me. Don't act rashly to avoid danger."
He only knew that Chang Ming was a cultivator, but he didn't even know what the other party was capable of. He was afraid that the teacher, whom he hadn't seen for many years, would die in the palace before he knew each other for a long time.
According to Song Yan's cunning and cunning over the years, it was impossible for him to be so responsive to a person's needs, but for some reason, when the master and the apprentice recognized each other again, he did not hesitate to ask for the old teacher's request, and he agreed to it. Just like what he did in the past, but the matter has come to this point, Song Nanyan can only bite the bullet and bring him into the palace.
Chang Ming lifted the curtain and looked out.
In the evening, the sky is getting darker, and the sunset of the past is gone, and the top of the head is covered with a piece of black, like a boulder on the top, and the wind and rain are about to come, which makes people feel heavy and uncomfortable.
Song Nanyan also took a look: "The weather seems to be bad today, but the cloud is too low, like it will fall down at any time."
Not a cloud, but a vision.
When the demons attacked, their strength was strong, and they, who did not belong to the human world, would naturally leak their breath and change the celestial phenomenon.
This shows that there must be demons lurking in Luodu, and the ability to cultivate may not be low.
To construct the Liuhe Candle Sky Array, there must be Soul Gathering Orbs as support.
Bloodbath and seeing the blood sect can certainly refine a soul gathering bead, but the formation with mountains, rivers and Kyushu as the fulcrum is not enough to only see the dead souls of the blood sect. Only the Soul Orb can be effective and support the corner of the formation.
And Luodu, a prosperous place with a huge population, is the soul gathering container that the other party dreams of.
They don't even need to start killing, as long as they create a big enough natural disaster, they can take countless souls into their pockets.
Luodu is located in the Central Plains, and the climate is excellent. On weekdays, let alone hail, even heavy rains are rare. Now that autumn is approaching, the sky is high and the air is crisp. Except for the dryness, the weather is good and the rain is peaceful.
Under normal circumstances, there would be no natural disasters at all.
But what if someone had to create an extraordinary situation
"It's windy, Mr. Xiang quickly put down the curtains!"
A gust of wind came in an instant, causing passers-by to raise their sleeves to cover it up, and even the carriage swayed slightly, the horses neighed, and they were restless.
The guard hurriedly reminded them outside.
Chang Ming lowered the curtain of the car, but Song Nanyan was already fascinated by the wind and sand, and was rubbing his head down while complaining.
"What's the matter, there wouldn't be such a big sandstorm at this time in previous years!"
The carriage quickly drove into the imperial city.
Song Nanyan was given the honor of entering the city without dismounting from the horse. The carriage drove straight in and carried the two to the steps of the main hall. Song Nanyan then took Chang Ming out of the car. The two climbed the steps and were led around the main hall to the emperor. A place to live on a daily basis.
The door was heavily guarded, and there were two or three times more people than usual. Song Nanyan didn't have time to look at it, so he glanced a few times and whispered to Chang Ming, "I'm afraid the situation is not good."
Years of court career allowed him to tell many things at a glance from the number and faces of the guards.
Song Nanyan's face didn't need to be said, even the gatekeeper could recognize it.
Changming was stopped.
Song Nanyan was about to explain Changming's identity to others when he heard the anxious voice of the Queen Mother.
"Is Song Xiang here, please come in!"
Naturally, the general did not dare to stop him, and the two were able to enter smoothly.
In front of the dragon couch, there are already many people around.
Empress dowager, imperial doctor, monk.
These monks are of extraordinary origin. There are not only the elders of the Donghai faction that Song Nanyan said before, but also the host Ku He, who is stationed in Luodu in Qingyun Temple. Even the queen mother has to be polite and respectful.
Chang Ming slightly lowered his head and stood behind Song Nanyan, but he was not noticeable.
The inner servant whispered and quickly told Song Nanyan what had happened.
Early this morning, the palace servant went to ask His Majesty to get up, and found that His Majesty couldn't wake up no matter how much he shouted, his face was normal, his breathing was steady, and there was no warning the night before.
When the queen mother came over to take a look, she hurriedly called for an imperial physician, but the imperial physician tried her best and was helpless, so she panicked and hurriedly called for several grandmasters guarding the imperial city.
Zen Master Ku He and others saw that although the sects were different, they all had a common judgment, that is, the emperor had left his soul.
It's just how to retrieve the emperor's soul, but everyone has differences.
The differences are not small, and they have reached the point of arguing with each other.