"Based on what the Imperial Master just said, it's no wonder that I felt something strange today, but couldn't explain why. It turns out it was because of this."
The sun shines through the window, and steam rises from two cups of tea.
Ji Xin looked thoughtfully at Lu Liangsheng opposite him. This young man, who was many years younger than him, still had many shortcomings as an imperial teacher, but he had a heart for the people. As a former minister to Emperor Gaozu of Han, Ji Xin still admired him very much.
"I am connected to the Great Sui Dynasty. I was able to see that thing hanging in the clouds. At that time, the magic power suddenly became disordered. Under the impact, people also lost consciousness. I think that the red light was coming for the Great Sui Dynasty. So this disaster will most likely be fulfilled in this land of Kyushu."
Talking about what he was worried about, Lu Liangsheng held the teacup, frowned again, and looked out the window. There was nothing he could do. Even if he was not the imperial master of the dynasty, as a cultivator in the world, how could he sit idly by and watch thousands of people struggle between life and death
The word "xian" also contains the character "ren". If there is no person, it will just be a pile of stones.
On the other side, Ji Xin saw that he was worried about something, so he didn't delay. He picked up the teacup and gently sniffed the tea that was created by the magic. The taste and aroma were really good. After a while, he put down the teacup and stood up to say goodbye.
Lu Liangsheng also wanted to go to the palace to tell the emperor what happened and make a request.
"Let's go together."
"Please come first, Imperial Master." Ji Xin spread out his wide sleeves and extended his hands.
After some refusal, Lu Liangsheng let the City God go first. While putting on the black-woven robe, he turned around and spoke to the toad lying on the windowsill.
"Master, I will go to the palace and activate Chang'an's magic formation first."
In the sunlight coming through the window, the toad with a patch of dark purple bumps on his back raised his eyelids. He felt tired from all the traveling, especially the boat trip south. He wished he had a few more ropes tied around his waist. Looking at the figure over there changing into robes, he opened his mouth and yawned loudly. He moved his round belly, tilted his head on the table, and waved his flippers weakly.
"You're welcome to go. If you stay in the palace for dinner, remember to see if there's anything delicious and bring some back for me."
Knowing that his master was a greedy person, Lu Liangsheng nodded. However, he probably would not dine with the emperor in the palace. He walked out of the door. The City God Ji Xin had not left yet, so they went downstairs and walked outside together.
"Since this is a calamity in the human world, as the City God of Chang'an, I should also contribute. If the State Master has any orders, you might as well send me a piece of talisman paper."
Lu Liangsheng took the black talisman from the City God's hand. He could not understand the edict on it. It was probably a special talisman paper that could directly reach the City God's sight and hearing.
When they arrived outside the mountain gate, the branches of the old camphor and ancient cypress trees rustled. Ji Xin saw the scholar taking the talisman, clasping his hands and bowing silently.
Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and quickly went over to hold him up.
"Lord City God, what are you doing?!"
"First, on behalf of the people in Chang'an, I would like to thank the Imperial Master."
"How can this be done? Doesn't the City God also contribute?"
Lu Liangsheng lifted up the City God in front of him, who laughed out loud, took a step back, bowed goodbye, turned around and disappeared into the skylight, his voice echoing back to **.
"Ji's ghost has become a god through incense, and it is my duty to protect the people. Imperial Master, goodbye!"
The soldiers on duty at Wanshou Temple turned their heads slightly and looked at the national teacher over there who seemed to be talking to someone. They bowed in the direction of the empty space and their faces suddenly became ugly. They quickly turned their heads back and looked forward.
"…Is the Imperial Master talking to a ghost?"
When more than a hundred guards were thinking almost the same thing, Lu Liangsheng came over here. The soldiers who were guarding the entrance of Quchifang connecting Furong Pond stepped together and slammed their weapons to the ground, making a loud bang.
"Meet the Imperial Master!"
Someone shouted and half-knelt down with his weapon. Lu Liangsheng nodded and called him up: "I want to go to the palace to see His Majesty."
"yes!"
The soldier clasped his fists and bowed, then stepped back a few steps and called for a carriage to be driven out from the green-tiled house that had been built at some unknown time.
Soon, Lu Liangsheng got into the carriage and lowered the curtain. The driver cracked the whip and drove the three horses pulling the carriage to the north. Amid the driver's voices of "Get out of the way!" and "Pedestrians get out of the way!", he drove through the noisy Long Street of Dongchang City, entered the imperial city from Yanxi Gate, followed the long palace wall, turned to Chengtian Gate, and finally entered the Daxing Palace.
The long white rock steps lead to the main hall of Daxing. In the small study room of the side hall, the emperor is talking about things in the south with a group of summoned civil and military officials. At this time, the news from there has not yet arrived or is on the way. The war and the subsequent aftermath need to be repeatedly considered.
"Your Majesty, Han Zhuguo has been through many battles and there is no need to worry. His family is full of talented people. Even his nephew has learned both civil and military skills. This shows that Shang Zhuguo has taught him very strictly. On the battlefield, he will probably scare the rebels..."
The boasting was not really an exaggeration. Sitting behind the dragon desk, Yang Jian naturally knew how powerful his general was. He was just a little worried. Although he had asked the imperial master to take action, he was still a little uneasy. In the past few years, he didn't know what had happened to him. He was less energetic than before, and he was hesitant and not decisive enough.
"I know what you said. I know Han Qinhu's ability better than you do. But there are also capable people among the rebels..."
"Your Majesty."
Outside the study room in the side hall, an eunuch stood at the door with his head bowed: "The Imperial Master is back."
Behind the dragon case, Yang Jian, who was just speaking, relaxed his brows, stood up slightly, and ordered the eunuch: "Please invite the imperial teacher in quickly."
Then he waved to the ministers in front of him.
"Let's stop here for today. You can go back first."
Among them, Min Changwen was also there. They looked at each other. They also knew the methods of the imperial teacher. He must have brought news from there when he returned from the south. They also wanted to listen to it. When they saw that the emperor had sent them away, they had to bow and leave.
After retreating outside the hall, Lu Liangsheng walked up the stone steps step by step. When he saw the four court ministers, he bowed and nodded.
"I have met several adults."
"A few of us have also met the Imperial Master."
"By the way, Imperial Master, how is the situation in the south? Have you taken away the thief's magical power?" "Why don't we let me and a few others secretly take a look at that demon?"
The ministers in the court were all ordinary people, and they were naturally curious about and admired the methods of cultivating Taoism and becoming immortals. Seeing that Lu Liangsheng just smiled and said nothing, they did not make things difficult for him, but made way for him to pass.
"Minister Min."
After crossing the high threshold, Lu Liangsheng saw Min Changwen standing behind several ministers. Min Changwen nodded in a gesture, "Your Majesty is still waiting inside. Imperial Master, please go in and see the Emperor first. When you have time, come to my house to reminisce about the past."
"Come when you have time."
An old man and a young man passed each other, and Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze. The eunuch who led the way hurriedly came up and followed behind, leading them to the study outside the side hall, where they stopped. He stood between the two guards at the door and bowed towards the closed door.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial Master has arrived."
Inside the door, there was a sound of bamboo scrolls, and after a moment, Yang Jian's voice followed: "Please come in, Imperial Master."
Squeak—
The study door slowly opened, and the eunuch bowed and stepped aside, inviting someone inside.
Lu Liangsheng walked in. A round incense burner stood on the red carpet. A rich fragrance wafted out from the gaps in the incense burner. Several bookshelves were placed around it, next to the bonsai. In the main seat in the middle, above the dragon courtyard surrounded by a red-painted fence, there was a spacious stone-carved desk piled with various bamboo slips and books, and some official documents were scattered on the ground.
"Your Majesty."
"No need to be so polite, Imperial Master. Please take a seat."
Yang Jian stood up from behind the dragon case and had someone bring a chair. Perhaps he was a little worried about the things in the south, so he quickly came down from the dragon court and asked about the business.
"Master, how is the war going over there?"
Sitting on the big chair, looking at the impatient old man, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help laughing. He felt comfortable that an emperor was so concerned about state affairs. However, right now, apart from the war in the south, the most important thing was the evil star in the sky.
"The leader of the rebels fled far away, and the general who led the rebels was beheaded by General Han as a public display."
He paused for a moment, and then spoke again at the emperor's gratified look.
"Your Majesty, I came here for another matter that concerns the whole world..."
The scholar sitting on the chair suddenly stopped what he was about to say. He turned his head and looked towards the northwest side of the side hall. His sight seemed to penetrate the thick palace walls and city walls and saw something.
My eyelids twitched suddenly.
"What a strong spiritual energy... No, how come there is Buddha's power? Master Wu Yuan took action?"
In shock, he even ignored Yang Jian's repeated words "National Master?"