Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Hong Yao carried Xie Huai'an wrapped in an ermine-colored cloak on his back, and walked steadily on the mountain road at night.

All the way up the mountain, there is a hexagonal pavilion built on the steep mountain wall facing Zhaoge City.

There is an old plaque hanging in front of the pavilion, with the words "Chengyu" written in vigorous characters.

It means that the ancestors of the Tianji School studied the mechanical wooden bird, hoping that one day they can create a man-made bird that soars in the sky, which can "flow around the world, regardless of mountains and rivers."

Hong Yao stepped into the pavilion, squatted down and put Xie Huaian down.

Xie Huai'an was very embarrassed to find that the person carrying him was walking steadily and nothing happened. His legs were weak and his heart was beating a little fast.

"Your Majesty... wait a moment."

Xie Huaian supported Hong Yao's shoulder, closed his eyes and calmed down his breathing.

"Can you go?"

"Yes, one more time."

"Forget it, sir, don't move, I'll show you something good."

Hong Yao changed his posture, picked up Xie Huai'an, hugged him horizontally, and walked steadily towards the beauty on the outermost side of the pavilion.

"Fortunately, I didn't shrink my bones tonight, or I really can't hold it." Hong Yao teased.

"Your Majesty!" Xie Huai'an covered his face, "I am sick or disabled, I can go..."

"Okay? In order to test their birds, Xuanji Pavilion removed all the railings of the ride pavilion. It's very dangerous. If you make a wrong step, you will fall into the abyss."

Hong Yao threateningly said: "Look at the darkness under your feet, a disciple once slipped and slipped down, but he couldn't find it at that time, the bones are still left there..."

Xie Huai'an didn't dare to move and didn't make a sound.

"Fake..." Hong Yao sat down in the pavilion, "I'm here, even if I fall, I will hold my husband firmly."

"Then don't drop it..." Xie Huai'an buried his face in Hong Yao's shoulder.

Xie Huai'an imagined that he was a big rat who only wanted to go to the execution ground, with smooth fur, being hugged by his master.If you do something wrong, you will be thrown down the mountain. If you do well, you can have a good meal...

What a mess.Xie Huai'an disliked himself for a second.

How did Hong Yao train his body, it is strong and powerful, can you pass on your experience...

All right, all right, stop now.Xie Huai'an arched, and the tip of his cold nose touched Hong Yao's warm neck.

He couldn't control his mind.Being held in Hong Yao's arms like this, if he didn't want to order something, his whole body would burn with embarrassment.

"Sir, you looked in the wrong direction, turn around."

After a while, Hong Yao patted Xie Huai'an on the back.

Xie Huaian carefully changed his posture and looked out of the mountain.

For the first time since returning to another world, he saw the night scene of Zhaoge.

Silent night, steep cliffs.Dots of stars twinkle in the dark night sky, and countless roads are lit with lights on the ground.

In the distance, a blood-colored beam of light shot straight into the sky, beautiful and evil.

"That's..." Xie Huai'an looked over.

"Where there are lights is around the holy pagoda and the holy shrine..." Hong Yao said, "The red beam of light at the end is the holy stone. It is enshrined on a round altar, surrounded by living dead guards."

"Hmm..." Xie Huai'an replied solemnly.

"Is it cold?" Hong Yao asked suddenly.

Xie Huai'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "It's not cold at all, I thought His Majesty was going to talk to me about something serious."

"This is all business..."

Hong Yao wrapped his arms around Xie Huai'an, and said in a soft voice: "In the dark night of Zhaoge City, there is an army of celestial masters guarding the holy stone, and I protect you, sir. One person is worth a hundred thousand troops."

"Don't exaggerate, don't exaggerate." Xie Huai'an's face became dry.

"Isn't it? Mr. Zhenyou, the sky is about to dawn..."

In the dark of night, Hong Yao chatted with Xie Huai'an for a long time.

It was so long that Xie Huai'an started to be in a trance, not sure if he was talking about business or talking about love.

Hong Yao's embrace is very warm, he seems to be addicted to pretending to be a fool and concubine, even in the remote wilderness, he still wants to maintain a loving appearance, muttering whispers that only lovers can hear.

As for what Hong Yao said... he avoided complexity and kept it simple, and specifically talked about interesting things in the government.

However, the speech revealed to some extent the organizational structure of the Feiluan Guard, the power composition of the central government and the local government, and even who created the secret room behind the dragon bed in the Qianqiu Palace.

Xie Huai'an's first reaction was that Hong Yao was probing again. After hearing these secrets, it was tantamount to being completely tied to the chariot of the young emperor. It was a favor and a crisis.

But listening to it, Xie Huai'an completely relaxed.He didn't smell any danger, but he always felt that Hong Yao was saying, "Sir, how do you think I've done these years?"

Suncheon 14th July 21st.

Xie Huai'an was helped into the meeting room of "Zhi Ling" in Xuanji Pavilion, which was closely guarded, and took the seat of the teacher.

Xie Huaian wore a moon-white robe, a white jade crown and soft boots.

Considering that he has too many petty movements and easily loses his aura when he laughs and makes trouble, he consciously puts on the white gauze eyeband, reminding himself that this is a formal occasion to pretend to be a fairy.

Opposite Xie Huai'an, the current emperor Shuntian Emperor Hong Yao, the seventh generation head of Xuanji Pavilion Pei Xiuyi, and the descendant of the Jurisprudence School, Yangjin Zhou family Zhou Yin who has no fame.

Hong Yao, who voluntarily gave up his honorable position, crossed his legs and crossed his arms.

Although Tianshengjiao is respected at present, the order of seats still follows the rituals of the ancestors.

According to the etiquette of the emperor and his ministers, Hong Yao should face south and sit alone in a high position, and his ministers should sit facing north.According to the etiquette of the guest of honor, Zhou Yin should sit on the second seat on the same side as Xie Huai'an, or stand outside the hall.

No matter how you sit at the moment, it is considered rude.But Hong Yao made it clear that he wanted Xie Huai'an to sit on the teacher's position alone, and no one would go against his wish.

The country is about to perish, who cares about false etiquette?It doesn't matter if Hong Yao wants everyone to sit around the fire.

Xie Huai'an didn't know these ways, he sat upright with a smile on his face, thinking about some impolite things in his mind:

Although his eyes were covered with white gauze, he actually took a peek at the faces of the three people in front of him.

Pei Xiuyi was dressed in plain clothes, and she couldn't hold back the beauty.Zhou Yinqing is tall and straight, a handsome young man.

And Hong Yao...

Hong Yao is like a painting placed at the end of the corridor in a horror movie, it is pitch black at first glance, but it is painted with rich ink and color when you look closely.

When his blue eyes stare at people with melancholy, people will surrender and willingly accompany him to hide in the old house with continuous rain... Dangerous, but safe.

Ah, three beauties with different styles, this is the country I have conquered.

Xie Huai'an finished his brainwork in confusion, and couldn't help thinking to himself: It's because Hong Yao doesn't know how to read minds, or he will die ten thousand times.

"What are you still doing quietly? Let's start..." Hong Yao said.

This discussion was strongly requested by Xie Huai'an, everyone present was waiting for the emperor to speak, and no one spoke for a while.

"Today is considered a secret meeting, so I won't let the disciples accompany me. If there is any negligence, please forgive me."

Pei Xiuyi left the table gracefully, carrying a small celadon pot, and poured warm white water into the rough pottery cup in front of Hong Yao.

Pei Xiuyi was going to discuss business and drink at any time, and was used to wearing gold and jade dresses every day. Ever since he knew that the immortal teacher was Xie Huai'an, whenever he saw Xie Huai'an, he would always wear a plain old blue shirt.

Even though she was dressed in plain clothes, she still felt like the host of the banquet when she walked.

While pouring tea, Pei Xiuyi said slowly, "I was supposed to serve some good tea, but the market price of Fengsuilu has suddenly risen, and the highest price can be sold for seven hundred guan. The common condensed smoke green has also been sold for two or three hundred. If you sell some money, you can also subsidize a few more when you transfer them to righteous warehouses in various places."

Poor families earn about one year a year.Feiluan Guard has been tracking the employment and prices of civilians for a long time, and the disciples of Xuanji Pavilion are helping the Quartet. Pei Xiuyi and Hong Yao are very clear about these.

"Shan..." After Pei Xiuyi finished adding water, Hong Yao took down the small pot naturally, walked to the opposite side and poured water for Xie Huai'an himself.

Pei Xiuyi hadn't seen Xie Huai'an for ten years, just seeing Xie Huai'an sitting on the banquet without any vulgarity made him feel itchy old memories.

He wanted to take this opportunity to get closer, but the pot was taken away, he looked at Hong Yao with raised eyebrows, and sat back without saying anything.

Xie Huai'an was brewing his words, but he didn't know anything about it.

Hearing the sound of the running water end, Xie Huai'an said in a warm voice: "With His Majesty's permission to gather with you today, I want to discuss the matter of the solar eclipse."

"Your Majesty and Pavilion Master Pei have already understood the previous situation, so I won't repeat it. Boluan, you only need to know that at noon on August [-]th, I want to discuss with the Celestial Master in front of the holy stone."

Zhou Yin replied solemnly: "Here..."

Xie Huai'an said: "After this discussion, Your Majesty and Pavilion Master Pei will deal with the aftermath, but with the arrangement before this discussion, maybe I can do some small things. I have three strategies, which one do you want to hear?"

When Pei Xiuyi heard these words, the corners of Pei Xiuyi's lips curved sincerely.

In Pei Xiuyi's memory, when Xie Huai'an was still a little bean, he liked to pretend to give people three tricks. In fact, he was very lazy and often only thought of one trick. No matter what others asked, he would just say...

Pei Xiuyi disregarded the appearance of the emperor, and said directly: "The best strategy is difficult, and the worst strategy is to make up for it. Presumably the middle strategy is the best strategy in the mind of the immortal master, let's take the middle strategy."

Xie Huaian blinked.

Why is Pavilion Master Pei so upright?

"Then it's the right strategy..." Xie Huai'an said with a smile.

"It's easy to say, this strategy only needs a pen, a few restaurants in a prosperous place, and a fortune teller."

His voice was gentle and pleasant. When he heard the pen, Zhou Yin straightened his already straight body; when he heard the wine shop, Pei Xiuyi smiled contentedly; The look in the eyes.

Xie Huaian eloquently explained.

"The celestial master lives a boring life and regards assassination as a pleasure. If he encounters a situation that is fresh and interesting enough but does not pose a fatal threat to him, he will happily jump in and allow me to stand in front of him alive. And as long as I stand Once there, it will all be over."

"Now the Celestial Master is preaching in the south. I want to pretend to be the Son of God of the Heavenly Sacred Sect, falsely claiming that I have received the oracle of the Heavenly God, criticize the existing teachings as false religions, and spread the holy name in Zhaoge City, thereby attracting the attention of the Heavenly Sacred Sect. The master returned to the capital ahead of schedule. If the celestial master returns, he will be invited to open a forum on August [-]th."

Xie Huai'an was usually tired and rarely spoke so much in a serious manner. He paused, took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat, and continued: "Bo Luan is quick-witted and good at reading. He can study the holy scriptures and compile the oracle for me. Mystery Most of the pavilion sub-altars are in prosperous places, and they can be passed on by word of mouth, and the news is leaked. And the so-called holy name..."

"I'll set up a stall and do the divination for others. It's easy to get a good reputation for being a fortune teller."

"This is a preliminary idea, please correct me."

In short, Zhou Yin was the shooter writing the propaganda, and Pavilion Master Pei was responsible for disseminating the news. He himself came to be the blind fortune teller. After he became famous in Zhaoge City, he announced that he would debate scriptures with the Celestial Master at the altar.

The meeting hall fell into a brief silence.

"It's feasible, but it's very dangerous." Pei Xiuyi frowned slightly, and said first.

"During the reign of Zhang Xi, the Zhang family founded the Blood and Bone Sect, claiming that being a pig and sheep will not give you eternal life, and that you can only get real blessings after overthrowing the evil lord. Ten thousand believers started from Jinzhu, and separated several blood and bones into one Huangtian treasure building. The branch has been pushed to Zhaoge City."

This is an obliterated history, and only Xuanji Pavilion, which has preserved its context for several generations, knows it best.

Hong Yao caressed the rough pottery cup, Zhou Yin and Xie Huai'an were both attracted by Pei Xiuyi's narration.

"What happened next?" Zhou Yin couldn't help asking.

"Later, the imperial guards left the city and fought with the followers of the Blood Bone Cult..."

Pei Xiuyi said: "That may not be called fighting. The imperial guards are facing the bayonets forward. Their bodies are hard, and it is difficult to be hurt by the sharp blades. Even if they lose their heads and legs, as long as they still have the brand of the celestial master, they can continue to fight." slaughter."

"Soon the Blood Bone Sect was suppressed, and Blood Heavenly Venerable Zhang was captured alive and dragged to the holy stone for execution."

"The Heavenly Master ordered Emperor Zhang Xi and all the civil and military officials to observe the punishment under the altar. First let Zhang finish the teachings of the Blood Bone Sect sentence by sentence, and then peeled off his skin and bones, branded him and turned him into a living dead to show the sacred religion. He is the only true god in the world. Once the blood and bone chaos is over, there will be no pagan uprising among the people."

Xie Huai'an pursed his lips: "So in the name of teachings, you can indeed get close to the holy stone, but you must protect the people involved. I'm just a fortune teller, and I should be able to walk directly to the altar. But if the celestial master takes other people's knife in advance... ..."

"According to the past, no." Pei Xiuyi shook her head.

"If the Immortal Master is famous in the name of the Son of God, the people who come to divination will still believe in the Heavenly Sacred Sect rather than the Paganism. Li Tianshi will first listen to the truth, and then take people's lives. Boluan, can you understand the teaching?"

Zhou Yin said solemnly: "Students are familiar with the holy scriptures in Guozixue. The holy scriptures say that life is a kind of tribulation. Only by dying under the blessing of the heavenly master can one escape this life. The imprint is a symbol of the gods forgiving the guilty. There are different explanations in the Holy Scriptures, the Tibetan Enlightenment Sutra, and the Records of Supernatural Powers, Wonderful Vows, Great Virtue, and Life..."

This is Zhou Yin's first official answer.He tried his best to express his thoughts as clearly and in detail as possible to show that he was worthy of use.

Xie Huai'an got dizzy.

He didn't think about it so carefully at all, and he stopped thinking when he understood that as long as he smashed the power of the celestial master, he wouldn't cause others to lose their lives.

"In short, when an immortal master steps up to the altar, his life will be prosperous..." Hong Yao didn't finish speaking, and asked with downcast eyes, "How sure are you, sir?"

"Very..." Xie Huai'an laughed, "How could I die? I came here for this..."

Perhaps Xie Huai'an's voice was too relaxed, as if the celestial master who set off the bloody storm was just a piece of paper that could be blown away, the heavy atmosphere in the meeting hall became lighter.

Pei Xiuyi moved behind Hong Yao and whispered her thoughts.

He has dealt with Tianshengjiao and religious rich and noble families all the year round, and he knows the joints well.He was also familiar with the young Xie Huai'an, knowing that Xie Huai'an only focused on the things he was interested in and didn't want to talk about it in depth, so he directly ignored him.

During the conversation, Pei Xiuyi did not forget to pay attention to Xie Huaian's emotions.

"Let's sit down for a while, Master Immortal. Let's stay in Xuanji Pavilion today. The main altar is shabby, and I will clean up a good room and come to make amends."

"He doesn't have time, and neither will you. Pavilion Master Pei, continue." Hong Yao interrupted.

Zhou Yin knelt on the mat.

He has a good brain, can read ten lines at a glance, and has a superb memory.At this time, while thinking rapidly about how to extract the mantras of the holy religion to make Xie Huai'an into a son of God, while looking at the opposite side gratefully, he wanted to speak but stopped and wanted to leave the table several times.

For Zhou Yin, Xie Huai'an is not only the dawn that illuminates the darkness, but also the person who rescued him and named him to participate in confidential events, which can be called the grace of rebuilding.

"Boluan..." Hong Yao said lightly.

"Yes..." Zhou Yin lowered his head.

"This matter is of great importance, and we will discuss it after deduction." In the end, Hong Yao came to a conclusion, and gave Pei Xiuyi and Zhou Yin instructions on what to do next.

After receiving the order, the two bowed to Hong Yao and Xie Huai'an with their own concerns, and then they took leave.

When Hong Yao was the only one left in the meeting room, Xie Huai'an leaned towards the low table in slow motion, as if his bones were no longer working in an instant.

"what……"

Xie Huaian said loudly in his heart: I miss the sofa.

Just now everyone was sitting upright, Xie Huai'an relied on his low fever to get better, and he also had a cushion under the knees and a chair that could lean on his waist.

Even so, in order to maintain his demeanor, he still had a straight posture, and his back ached from sitting.

Hong Yao walked slowly behind Xie Huai'an, removed the black paint and sat down for a while, and naturally used it as a pillow for Xie Huai'an.

"Relax sir, I will massage for you."

"What should I do with the holy stone? Should I just leave it alone? Everything will follow the arrangement." Xie Huai'an said flatteringly.

"Sir, guide the direction, and I will do the rest." Hong Yao grabbed Xie Huai'an's waist and kneaded it with moderate strength.

"Oh... itchy," Xie Huai'an laughed and fidgeted, "Your Majesty still knows this?"

"Don't move, what memory..." Hong Yao held him down coldly, "A few days ago when my husband was sick, he also said that I rubbed my forehead well."

"It seems... is there such a thing?" Xie Huai'an laughed dryly.

He was okay when he was alone, but he was sick when he was sick, and he passed away after sleeping silently.But as long as someone he trusts is around, he always wants to make a fuss habitually, relying on his forehead fever, confusion and inability to remember things, and returns to three years old overnight.

In his previous life, before he became a vegetable, he was best at exaggerating minor illnesses and pains to the point where he could act coquettishly to avoid piano practice.At that time, as long as he softly held the hem of his parents and elder brother's clothes, he could ask for the stars or the moon.

And later...after waking up from a vegetative state, when the tubes were inserted all over his body, he didn't dare to make trouble anymore.

Xie Huai'an recalled what he had done a few days ago, and immediately thought that somehow he rolled over and pressed Hong Yao under the bed, his face became dry, he covered his face and said in a muffled voice: "When I have a fever... there is nothing to say. By the way, if your words and actions offend His Majesty, Your Majesty will forgive you."

Hong Yao snorted: "Sit down quickly..."

Xie Huai'an sat awkwardly and enjoyed the emperor's service.

Hong Yao's pinching strength is very good, tingling and comfortable. Xie Huai'an can't help laughing every time he pinches his waist. In order to divert his attention, he took off the white gauze that blocked his eyes and looked at the meeting room while no one was around. layout.

While studying the freehand landscape paintings on the screen, Xie Huai'an suddenly heard a calm question behind him.

"Compared to Pei Xiuyi and Zhou Boluan, who is more beautiful?"

Xie Huaian: "..."

You can't really read minds!

Xie Huai'an was startled, his body that had just been relaxed froze, he turned his head creakingly, and looked at Hong Yao innocently: "What's your majesty's intention?"

"Have you never thought about it, sir?" Hong Yao said softly, "The curvature of the corners of Mr. Cai's lips was wrong just now. I thought...the sir must have thought of something."

Xie Huai'an flattered and praised: "Your Majesty observes meticulously."

"What about the conclusion?"

Xie Huaian hesitated.Hong Yao's question sounded familiar to him, and he suddenly remembered the articles he had read in his previous life, and always felt that the opportunity was rare, as a virtuous minister, should he take advantage of the situation to give some advice.

But Hong Yao's expression is really weird...

"I'm thinking of Your Majesty..." Xie Huai'an followed his survival instinct and expressed his position firmly.

"This meeting room is a bit big, and it takes a lot of effort to speak, and it's tiring to sit up straight. It would be nice if the tables were closer together, there were fewer people like a small courtyard, and there was a bed where I could lie comfortably."

"Really? I think so too..." Hong Yao smiled approvingly.

The author has something to say: Note 1:

From Jin Gehong's "Baopuzi? Miscellaneous Ying": "If you can take a ride, you can travel around the world, regardless of mountains and rivers."

The final remonstrance is "Warring States Strategy?

Well, there is another update at 9:00 tomorrow morning.