As the sun rose, Qiu Shuijing tentatively walked out of Qingxu Temple, only to see that the Eastern Capital outside was still prosperous as always.
Dongdu was extremely lively last night. A saint in the Yuandao realm took action, and several battles broke out on the way to hunt down Zuo Songyan and Qiu Shuijing, causing a mess.
But by daytime, all the mess of last night had disappeared, the streets and alleys had been cleaned up, and the bodies and bloodstains had been dealt with quietly.
The people of Dongdu seemed to be used to big scenes and were accustomed to the chaos in Dongdu last night. After all, this was Yuan Shuo's capital, so how could there not be a few deaths every day
Qiu Shuijing calmed down and said to Zuo Songyan who was walking out of Qingxu Temple: "Songyan, I will go to the palace to meet the emperor. This time I will take over the power and start the reform."
Zuo Songyan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can you push it?"
Qiu Shuijing said solemnly: "Xue Qingfu escaped, Wen Guanshan died in the palace, and I am the only one left among the three ministers. Then I will have no more obstacles. Now the situation is in my hands, and reform is imperative!"
Zuo Songyan's expression also turned serious, and he said, "You know, the resistance does not come from Xue Qingfu and Wen Guanshan, but from the aristocratic families! If you promote reforms, you will be enemies with all the aristocratic families in the world!"
Qiu Shuijing was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "You can go back to Shuofang." He turned and walked towards the imperial city.
"Student Qiu!"
Qiu Shuijing stopped and looked back.
Zuo Songyan bowed deeply to the ground: "If you encounter misfortune, it proves that your way is not feasible, then I will go my way! Take care!"
Qiu Shuijing clasped his fists high above his head and bowed to the ground: "Take care, classmate Zuo!" After that, he turned around and strode away.
On this day, many unexpected events occurred in the Eastern Capital. First, Saint Xue retired and disappeared. Then, Prime Minister Wen of Guanshan passed away due to old age, and the whole country mourned.
Wen Guanshan, one of the four myths of Yuan Shuo, was a veteran of three dynasties. He devoted his life to Yuan Shuo and worked diligently. He died of exhaustion while in office, which is a pity.
Emperor Ping personally arranged Wen Guanshan's funeral and posthumously conferred him the title of Duke Wuping.
After Wen Guanshan was buried, Qiu Shuijing submitted a petition, saying that Sheng and Sheng Fo were old and no longer suitable to stay in Dongdu, and should go to Lingnan to make contributions.
"The position of the factory supervisor at the Lingnan Jiehui Factory is still vacant." Qiu Shuijing said.
The whole court was in uproar, but Emperor Ping refused.
On the second day, Dao Sheng presented a petition, saying that he was old and willing to go to Lingnan to build a Jiehui factory and contribute his remaining energy. Sheng Fo also came in person and presented a petition, saying that he had suffered too many injuries in his early years, and that he was old and had many injuries this year. The weather in Lingnan was hot, and there was Jiehui to warm himself.
All the civil and military officials in the court looked at each other in confusion, not knowing why this was happening.
Di Ping still refused.
Qiu Shuijing made another memorial, and Emperor Ping finally agreed. He allowed Daosheng and Shengfo to go to Lingnan to dig up the ashes.
"When did being sent to Lingnan to dig up the ashes of robbers become a lucrative job?" Civil and military officials were discussing the issue in confusion.
On the third day, Su Yun heard the news and came to see off the Taoist Saint and the Holy Buddha. The Taoist Saint and the Holy Buddha were quite nice to him. This time, being exiled to Lingnan to dig up the ashes was really beyond his expectations.
However, he was even more surprised when he saw Huahu, Qingqiuyue, and Huping.
"Senior Xiaoyao was here before!"
Qingqiu Yue whispered to him, "But when Zuo Pushe returned to Shuofang, she and Doctor Dong also followed him back."
Su Yun talked with them for a while, and said to Daosheng and Shengfo: "It may not be a bad thing for you two to be exiled to Lingnan..."
Dao Sheng and Sheng Fo looked at each other, and Dao Sheng smiled and said, "Of course it's not a bad thing. Censor Qiu is protecting us. If we stay in Dongdu, Di Ping will definitely take action against us and kill us while we are injured."
Shengfo said: "Yushi Qiu is kind-hearted. He wrote two letters to exile us to Lingnan to dig up ashes. It seems that he is arrogant after gaining power, but in fact he can't bear to see us die."
Dao Sheng's face darkened and he sighed, "He protected us twice, and we petitioned him once, but His Majesty still didn't want to let us go. This dynasty's Majesty..."
He shook his head and said to Su Yun, "The emperor today is ungrateful and not a wise ruler. Mr. Shuijing protected us and exiled us to Lingnan. But we are worried whether he will have the opportunity to exile us to Lingnan in the future!"
Su Yun's heart tightened and he understood what he meant.
The Holy Buddha said, "Master Su, the two of us were supposed to solve your hidden dangers and suppress the gods and demons in your childhood memories, but we are both injured and unable to do so. Please forgive us, Master!"
He clasped his hands together and bowed.
The Taoist Saint rested his whisk on his elbow and bowed as well.
Su Yun hurriedly returned the greeting and said, "You two don't have to do this. I will find a way myself."
"These past few days, little friend Qingqiu Yue has been taking care of me. I like her very much, so I took the initiative to accept her as my disciple."
The Holy Buddha waved his hand, summoned Qingqiu Yue, and said, "Pavilion Master, I will take her to Lingnan for some training, don't worry."
Su Yun was surprised and delighted, and said with a smile: "If the Holy Buddha can teach her, it will naturally be a blessing for her. But she cannot be forced to become a nun."
Hu Buping was dumbfounded, staring at the Holy Buddha, then at the Taoist, feeling anxious and worried: "What about me? What about me?"
The Holy Buddha said: "I am just a layman. I will say goodbye now. Master, please stay!"
Dao Sheng waved his hand and called Li Xiaofan over, saying, "Isn't Pavilion Master the Junior Historian of the Foreign Affairs Department? You are in charge of foreign countries. Go abroad as soon as possible and don't stay in Dongdu."
The Holy Buddha also said: "Master, leave early, otherwise the gods and demons in your memory..."
The Taoist Saint tugged at his clothes, and the Holy Buddha came to his senses and quickly shut up. The four of them left in a hurry.
Su Yun watched them go away, touched the lost little head of Hu Buping, and said with a smile: "You are the smartest among the three brothers and sisters. Why envy them?"
Hu Buping looked gloomy and said bitterly: "I know I am the dumbest..."
Su Yun was about to speak when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked back and saw Qiu Shuijing standing in the distance. He did not come in person to see off Taoist Saint and Holy Buddha. He must have been avoiding suspicion, fearing that Di Ping would have a rift because of this.
"Wutong, you still lost. Mr. Shui Jing has not been possessed by the devil, and his heart of Taoism is still pure." Su Yun smiled, and the stone pressing on his heart suddenly disappeared.
He was really worried that Qiu Shuijing would do whatever it takes to gain power. It was understandable that Qiu Shuijing attacked Wen Guanshan and Xue Qingfu, but if Qiu Shuijing also killed the Taoist Saint and the Holy Buddha, then he would be like Wutong said, degenerating into a demon because of his obsession.
However, Qiu Shuijing still insisted on his principles and did not compromise, which made him very relieved.
"Mr. Shuijing!"
Su Yun walked forward and greeted Qiu Shuijing.
"Master Su."
Qiu Shuijing returned the greeting and said, "Now there is no obstacle on my way in the court. I will promote reforms, reform the civil service system and education, promote new learning, encourage the transformation of old learning into new learning, and redistribute wealth and precious land."
Su Yun frowned and asked tentatively, "Sir, is this a bit too hasty? I thought your reforms would take ten years, or even fifty years to implement. If you push them all at once, I'm afraid..."
"There is no time, Pavilion Master Su! There is no time!"
Qiu Shuijing stopped and said seriously, "Thirty-five years have passed since I went abroad to study. I have wasted thirty-five years and achieved nothing. However, the powerful enemy countries overseas have developed for thirty-five years! Yuan Shuo can't wait any longer!"
He said worriedly, "When Yuanshuo was defeated, the enemy countries such as Daqin did not swallow Yuanshuo up because Yuanshuo's foundation was still there and its foundation was still strong. If they really fought, they would not be able to hold on. So they only asked for ceding land and compensation, and only asked for the opening of trade ports. But these enemy countries are developing faster and faster, while my Yuanshuo court is still fighting over some trivial matters, which has delayed it for 35 years!"
He exhaled a breath of foul air: "I can't wait any longer. Cang Jiuhua came here this time and colluded with Prime Minister Wen. With Cang Jiuhua's departure, our Yuanshuo has become a mess. If we don't reform and make progress, I'm afraid that the next time the Great Qin comes, it will be a war of annexation."
Su Yun said: "But it is extremely dangerous!"
Qiu Shuijing looked Su Yun in the face and suddenly smiled, "Scholar Su, it's time for you to take up your post as the Junior Historian of the Foreign Affairs Department. Overseas, in Daqin, Dayuan, Parthia and other countries, there are scholars from my school studying abroad. This time, you should also send a group of scholars from Tiandao Academy over. Their safety overseas depends entirely on you!"
Su Yun's heart sank, knowing that he was worried that if he stayed in Dongdu, he would be implicated.
Qiu Shuijing has already decided to sacrifice himself for justice!
If this reform fails, we will be crushed to pieces!
"Sir, is Prime Minister Wen really dead?"
Su Yun changed the subject and asked, "I have a friend who really wants to know if Wen Guanshan really died in the battle that night. My friend said that Wen Guanshan was so smart that he would never die in the hands of Di Ping and you."
In his spiritual world, Yingying fell on Su Yun's shoulder and listened nervously to the conversation outside.
"Did Yingying ask you to ask?"
Qiu Shuijing thought for a moment and said, "Whether Wen Guanshan was dead or not, I didn't see it with my own eyes. When I returned to the Imperial City, the scars left by the battle in front of the Golden Throne Hall had been repaired neatly, leaving no trace. But His Majesty said that Wen Guanshan was dead."
Yingying felt lost.
"Leave Dongdu as soon as possible." Qiu Shuijing patted Su Yun on the shoulder, turned and left.
On the seventh day after Wen Guanshan was buried, Min Wanghai and other disciples of Wen Guanshan came to the saint's tomb to pay tribute. They waited for a long time, but Wen Guanshan never crawled out of the grave.
Min Wanghai and others cried loudly, kowtowed several times, burned some paper money, and then left.
After they left, Su Yun came to Wen Guanshan's tomb, stared at it for a long time without saying a word.
At this time, a voice came from the back mountain of the mausoleum, laughing: "Master Su, you don't believe that Wen Guanshan is dead, right?"
Su Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw an old fox limping from the back mountain, followed by a handsome young man.
Su Yun looked at the young man, then his eyes fell on the old fox, and said, "Your voice is very familiar, I seem to have heard it before. Who are you?"
"The sage of the Miscellaneous School, Wen Guanshan."
The old fox smiled and said, "Master Su once set up a stall in the ghost market. You and I were stall mates. I was across from you, and our stalls were right opposite each other. I spoke to you when Master Cen led you into the ghost market."
Su Yun nodded and said, "So you are the stall owner across the street."
The old fox smiled and said, "The young man next to me should be known to the Pavilion Master."
Su Yun's eyes fell on the young man. He was handsome and extraordinary, but there was a demonic aura between his eyebrows.
The boy's pupils were upside down, they were not human eyes, there was a devil hidden deep in his eyes.
"One hundred and fifty years ago, a dragon fell from Tianshiyuan. The human demon and the real dragon fought and perished together."
Su Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "One hundred and fifty years later, the human demon turned into a phoenix tree, and the spirit of the real dragon was lost after fighting with me."
He took a deep look at the handsome young man and said, "I think it is you. Saint Wen of Wenguan Mountain died at the hands of the team leader, but he was a saint of the Miscellaneous School after all, and he saved his soul. Dragon Spirit is also a soul, and will be attracted to the ghost market. It is normal to meet stall owners in the Tianmen Ghost Market. One hundred and fifty years ago, Dragon Spirit semi-parasitized on the body of the team leader Qin Wuling. It is not a good relationship with Qin Wuling, right?"
The young man said, "At the last moment, he pulled the spirit of the human demon into his body, wanting me to die together with the human demon. He broke his promise."
Su Yun said: "Qin Wuling's final blow did not kill Han Jun, and it was Han Jun who finally walked out of the Buried Dragon Mausoleum. Of the three people who were buried in the Buried Dragon Mausoleum, Han Jun turned into Xue Qingfu, and Qin Wuling turned into the pen monster Danqing, and later killed Saint Wen..."
He looked at the old fox and said, "So the two of you hit it off immediately, exchanged information you knew with each other, and set up a trap against Qin Wuling."
The old fox smiled and nodded.
Su Yun said: "You two came to see me, are you here to see the third person who left Dragon Burial Mausoleum?"
Yingying's heart tightened.
The old fox smiled and said, "Long Ling will help me to take revenge, but the condition is to get Shi Ziying."
Su Yun looked at the young man and said, "Shi Ziying is not involved in the feud between you and Qin Wuling. Why do you have to kill Shi Ziying?"
"Everyone he loves, and everyone who loves him, will die."
The young man said indifferently: "This is the price of betrayal."
Su Yun sighed, glanced at the old fox, then looked at the young man, and said with a smile: "Now, I am a little worried that Qin Wuling may not be dead. You are so stupid, how can you beat Qin Wuling?"
With a flash of his sword, he split the saint's tomb in half, and the coffin in the tomb was also split in half under the power of his sword!
In the coffin, there was only a jade pillow and a shroud!
Wen Guanshan's body disappeared!
The old fox and the young man walked forward together, checked the coffin room, and their faces changed drastically.
"Sure enough, it was only a part of Qin Wuling's soul that went to the palace that night! The main body of his soul is still hidden in Wen Guanshan's corpse!"
Su Yun laughed loudly, clapping his hands in admiration, "He was able to endure the sword thrust by Censor Qiu and lay there quietly without moving. He is truly patient!"
The young man looked at him with murderous eyes, ready to make a move. Suddenly, a look of horror appeared on his face. He saw the huge shadow of Yinglong appearing behind Su Yun!
"Your opponent is not me, nor Yingying. Your opponent may be the real Qin Wuling!"
Su Yun turned and left, raised his hand with his back to them, waved it, and said with a smile: "Since Qin Wuling's spirit can split into two bodies, then is Qin Wuling really dead one hundred and fifty years ago?"
The old fox and the young boy were stunned.
In Su Yun's spiritual world, Yingying was also stunned. Suddenly she came to her senses and said in a lost voice, "Master Su, are you saying that Qin Wuling might not be dead? Is that true?"
"Of course it's fake."
Su Yun left quickly, whispering: "If I don't say this, we will probably die here!"
Yingying still couldn't calm down and kept asking, "Is it really not possible? Is it really not possible?"
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