Unparalleled Concubine

At this time, the Jing'an Hou Mansion, who was still in prison in Dali Temple, counted the time silently in his heart, and let out a breath slowly.

"I gave you three days..."

Chapter 771

As the Son of Heaven said, Li Xin was a thoughtful person, and Li Xin planned it before and after the palace change. Although it was not perfect, there were no major loopholes.

Moreover, Li Xin was only sixteen or seventeen years old back then, no matter whether it was his mind, city, or means, he was far inferior to the current Lord Jing'an. The young Li Xin back then was able to achieve success in the country, and now the Lord Jing'an Of course, there is nothing wrong with finding a way for yourself.

Although he was trapped in Dali Temple and couldn't move, he had many plans before that. At this time, the previously set conditions were triggered, and Li Xin's first direct resistance against the Jin court began.

However, there was a big delay in this kind of resistance. After all, Shen Gang and others needed to go to the southwest to meet Mu Ying. After Mu Ying made some moves, it would take time for the news to be sent back to the capital.

It will take at least ten days to come and go.

Li Xin may still be imprisoned in the Dali Temple prison for the past ten days or so, but he has barely adapted to the life in Dali Temple after suffering from the prison for the past few days, so he just stays here and doesn't hear anything out of the window. , Quietly be your own prisoner.

But on the afternoon of the fifth day of his "staying" in Dali Temple, a "neighbor" came to his cell next door.

Originally, because of Li Xin's special status, Dali Temple arranged a relatively quiet prison for him. There were no prisoners in a large area near him. It's all very empty.

But this person was placed next to Li Xin.

This is an old man with gray hair, wearing prison clothes, covered with whip marks all over his body, thrown into the prison like a dead dog by the yamen servants of Dali Temple, lying on the ground, dying.

Li Xin still recognized this old man.

……

Yiyangzi Zhenren of Taiyi Palace, the junior of the legendary "Chunyang Zhenren".

This old man, five years ago in the southwest, took a fancy to the golden signboard of "Chunyang Daoist" and paid a lot of money. He insisted on inviting Chunyang Daoist into Taiyi Palace through Li Xin, and became a god born in Taiyi Palace. .

His insight is indeed extraordinary. In just five years, the Taiyi Palace, which was declining at the beginning, not only flourished, but also developed into "Taiyi Dao", officially becoming one of the branches of Taoism. The head of Taiyi Palace, the current Yiyangzi Daoist, has also become a living god of the Jin Dynasty through the name of Chunyang Daoist's younger brother. The past few years have been very nourishing.

Not only was he crowned a real person by the imperial court, but he also opened the Taiyi Palace Taoist Temple in Beishan, the capital. The dignitaries in the capital often invited him to perform rituals at home, and divination of good and bad luck.

However, this kind of good life is not endless after all.

Now, the matter of Chunyang Zhenren has happened, and the emperor is still looking for the Chunyang Daoshu that Li Xin said everywhere. Therefore, Yiyangzi Zhenren, who is the junior of Chunyang Zhenren, is naturally the first to bear the brunt. First, he was asked about the content of Chunyang Daoshu , After he couldn't ask any questions, he was beaten up and thrown into the Dali Temple.

Most of his Taiyi Temple in Beishan was also copied by the court.

Of course, some people deliberately threw him beside Li Xin, also to frighten Li Xin.

The two cells were only separated by a few pieces of wood. Li Xin watched for a long time and saw that the old Taoist priest was dying, lying motionless on the ground. He thought he was going to die, so he could only shake his head and sigh, and returned to his bed. continue to sleep.

Early the next morning, he got up and stood on the boxing pole as usual. Halfway through the stand, he suddenly heard an old voice next to him.

"Master Li has also learned my Taoist boxing skills?"

Li Xin was taken aback, and turned his head quickly, only to see that the old Taoist priest who was dying yesterday could already sit up, and was watching himself punching through the cell.

Lord Jing'an was in high spirits, and after putting away his fists, he went to the side of the old Taoist priest and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's Taoist boxing, but I learned it from a master."

Yiyangzi snorted in a somewhat complicated manner: "To practice Taoist boxing, you need to read the Taoist scriptures and understand the principles of my Taoism. If you continue to practice like this, at most you will be able to strengthen your body, and it is difficult to see the way."

Lord Jing'an smiled and said: "It is enough to keep fit, but I didn't want to become a fairy."

As he said that, he looked at the old Taoist priest and asked with a smile: "I heard that the Taoist priest has been very prestigious in recent years, and many clans also call you an old god. Why are you suddenly so embarrassed?"

"Master Li still has the face to ask..."

Yiyangzi glanced at Li Xin faintly.

"Your Majesty summoned him suddenly, and asked the old Taoist for some pure Yang Dao books, but the old Taoist couldn't give it, so he was beaten by the inner guards of the palace on the spot, and then he was thrown here."

As he spoke, he rubbed his old waist, and snorted, "If the old man hadn't practiced boy kungfu since childhood, his body is still strong, the beating yesterday, the old man's life would have died."

The old Taoist was dejected and let out a long sigh.

"At this time, I am afraid that the Taiyi Temple that the old Taoist has worked so hard to build in the capital for several years has already been sealed by the court."

This old Taoist priest was originally named Yin Guan, and he was the head of Taiyi Palace in Zhongnan Mountain. Later, he changed his name to Yiyangzi. The old man is almost 80 years old now, and the reason why he is still tossing around in the capital is that there is not much competition for fame. Li's mind, but thinking about being able to promote the sect.

Besides, it is bigger, it is to save the dwindling Taoism.

The old Taoist priest has lived such a great age, so he is naturally quite capable, so he has indeed gained a lot of fame in the capital in the past few years, and it is also because of him that many people in the capital really believe in the existence of the real Chunyang.

At this time, several years of hard work were ruined, and even his own sect might be implicated, which made the old Taoist quite sad.

"strangeness."

Lord Jing'an frowned slightly.

"When I first entered Beijing, I mentioned Taiyi Palace to His Majesty. At that time, I made it clear to Your Majesty that the Taoist priest provided medicinal materials for the Western Expeditionary Army. I agreed to hang the real person Chunyang under the name of Taiyi Palace. Master Chunyang has nothing to do with it, and now that what happened to Master Chunyang happened, it shouldn't involve Daoist Priest and Taiyi Palace."

The old Taoist priest was covered in scars, and he gritted his teeth when he heard that the big eyes were wide open: "Then why can't your majesty drag the old Taoist priest into the palace and beat him up, and ask the old Taoist priest for some pure Yang Dao books?"

He looked up at Li Xin directly.

"Master Li, what exactly is Chunyang Daoshu?"

Li Xin gave the old Taoist a white look.

"With the word Chunyang, it is naturally the most yang thing in the world."

"Things of the Sun?"

The old Taoist priest was well-informed, and frowned slightly when he heard the words: "Fire lead?"

Lord Jing'an rolled his eyes at him again, ignoring this mentally dirty old Taoist priest.

But he had a vague premonition in his heart.

The Son of Heaven clearly knew that Yiyangzi had nothing to do with Master Chunyang, but he still involved this old Taoist priest, beat him half to death, and threw him in front of him, then...

Most of them are for their own viewing.

To him, the old Taoist priest had nothing to do with it. Even if Li Xin died, he would feel a little guilty at most, but the emperor couldn't stop there.

Lord Jing'an sat back on his quilt in the prison, frowning slightly.

Sure enough, in the afternoon, another familiar old man was thrown into the prison of Dali Temple, still locked beside Li Xin.

This time, the old man looked much better than Yiyangzi, only with some bruises on his face, and he hadn't been beaten half to death.

But Li Xin exclaimed.