[Sui and Tang Dynasties] Professional teacher

Standing outside the gate of the capital's yamen, Feng Jue looked coldly at the extraordinary building in front of him, the vermilion lacquer gate and the two lions in front of it, and felt as if he was in a dream.Two months ago, I was just a modern magician, but now I can't help but roll into the wheel of history.

The guards guarding the yamen saw that Feng Jue was just standing at the door, not speaking or moving, and they looked at each other, but they were a little scared at first.One of them ran up to Feng Jue, nodded and bowed his head, and asked, "You are the master of the state, right? It is a blessing that I have cultivated in my life to see you. What do you want to come this time?"

His thoughts were interrupted, Feng Jue put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Do you know Pindao?"

"This!" The guard's face changed, but then he smiled again: "Although I have never seen you, I have heard many legends about you, so I will recognize you when I see you today." Besides, you are probably the only one in the capital who wears white robes."

"Oh?" Feng Jue was noncommittal.

The guard was afraid that Feng Jue wouldn't believe his words, so he continued to explain: "Really, this white robe is only worn by you, and when others wear it, it's like, like, oh, yes, it's 'Dongshi imitation'."

Let this person explain in every possible way, but Feng Jue already believed that he was lying, and at the same time his heart sank.The guard knew him, someone must have told him something in advance, so could it be considered that someone had already expected that he would come here?

It's not a good situation when your own actions are completely within the expectations of others.

"I heard that you arrested a doctor named Sun?" Feng Jue asked tentatively.

Sure enough, when the guard heard it, he immediately replied as if he was ready: "Yes, he is in prison now, is the national teacher going to see him?"

Feng Jue sneered and said, "Lead the way."

The guard hurriedly led Feng Jue into the yamen, turned the corner, and arrived outside a prison in a short while.There was a person in the prison staring at the small window on the wall in a daze. Looking at the back of that person, it was not Sun Simiao or someone else.

"National teacher, do you have any other requirements, if not I will retreat first." The guard bowed.

"Pindao never knew that a small guard has such great power, that he can bring people into prison to watch people without going through the governor." Speaking of this, Feng Jue looked directly at the guard and said, "Tell me, it's this The officials in the Yamen are too incompetent, or you have been told to do this long ago!"

The guard broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "National Teacher, I thought it was you who came. If it was someone else, I wouldn't let him come in so easily."

"I don't want to tell the truth yet!" Feng Jue snorted coldly, "You said that if I went to see the governor now and told him about this matter, what do you think he would do?"

Of course it was the abandoned pawn to protect the commander, and the yamen servant was obviously aware of this problem. He knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and begged: "Master, please don't force me. I'm just a little yamen servant. I will do whatever you want me to do, just let me go!" After speaking, he began to kowtow to Feng Jue.

"You have to take good care of the people inside in the future, and you must not be negligent. If someone wants to punish him or use other brains, immediately notify the poor Taoist, understand?" Feng Jue also knew that he would not get it from this person What information is too useful, so I chose to let this person do what he can.

"Just to inform you?" the guard asked a little nervously.

Feng Jue nodded.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, as if he was afraid that Feng Jue would change his mind, he nodded and agreed, and then ran out quickly, as if there were evil spirits and beasts here.

Seeing the guards leave, Feng Jue looked into the prison and saw Sun Simiao kneeling on the ground facing him.His back was straight, but there were two lines of tears running across his face, dripping down onto his green shirt, and finally disappeared under the clothes.

"Get up!" Feng Jue said in a deep voice.

"Because I let Master come to this kind of place, ten thousand deaths are not enough to atone for my sin. Please, Master, get out of here immediately!" Sun Simiao said, and slammed his head on the ground with a "bang".

It's really pedantic, at this time, all he thinks about is these high and low things, Feng Jue really has convinced these ancients.However, there are also some faint touches in my heart. Modern civilization is progressing, but morality is retreating. Compared with this place, it is impossible to say who is right and who is wrong.

"What's the matter with that scorpion?" Feng Jue asked directly.

Sun Simiao seemed to have made up his mind that he didn't want Feng Jue to get involved in this matter, he just knelt down and didn't speak, and didn't look at Feng Jue.

"Do you think it's okay if you don't say anything? Those people's purpose is to be a teacher, and they will definitely not let it go before they achieve their goal." Feng Jue said coldly.

Sun Simiao didn't listen to what Feng Jue was saying, but kowtowed desperately, as if this would keep Feng Jue away from all of this.

Feng Jue's expression became even colder, but he also knew that once a person like Sun Simiao made a decision, even ten cows might not be able to pull him back, so he left a sentence "If you really want to atone for your sins, live well" and then flicked his sleeves, left the prison.

Walking on the road to the Yamen, Feng Jue's expression was unusually serious.He ran to two places, and it can be said that he found nothing. He wanted to save Sun Simiao, but he had nowhere to do it. But if he didn't save him and let things go on, those people would point the finger at him sooner or later.

Feng Jue can't do things that are waiting to die, so he doesn't have time to start with this case now, so he has to make a surprise move to get rid of the bottom line.However, he was also a little troubled when he thought of taking the bottom line. He didn't even know who was trying to harm him now. Even if there were thousands of methods, what should he do if he didn't have a goal.

How about leading the snake out of the hole?The more Feng Jue thought about it, the more she felt that this move was feasible, so she quickened her pace and walked towards the palace.

In the palace, Yang Guang was sitting in the main hall enjoying the singing and dancing, when he heard Feng Jue coming, his face was immediately stained with a smile.With a wave of his hand, he signaled the dancers to go down, and then he said to Feng Jue: "How come the national teacher has time to come today, I have invited the national teacher a few times before, but I didn't invite the national teacher." There was a bit of complaint in the words meaning.

"Your Majesty, preparations for alchemy are at a critical juncture, so Pindao will naturally be busy. As for today, because of some accidents related to alchemy, Pindao had to come to see the emperor to clarify the matter."

"There was an accident!" Yang Guang stood up abruptly, and said nervously, "What accident happened? It doesn't matter. The national teacher should explain clearly."

"Poverty alchemy requires the assistance of disciples, but just today, the disciples of the poor way were framed and arrested by the government, isn't it an accident?" Feng Jue finished speaking, and the two His eyes were fixed on Yang Guang's reaction.

Yang Guang suddenly relaxed, and laughed loudly: "I thought something terrible happened, so it was just a dead person. This Zhao An is really, don't you know that person is a disciple of the national teacher? Dare to arrest people for such a trivial matter, I really don’t know what to do.”

"Don't be impatient, the national teacher, I will let Zhao An release him." After speaking, Yang Guang began to order the eunuchs around him.

This matter has nothing to do with Yang Guang, Feng Jue immediately came to such a conclusion, and at the same time began to feel a little rejoicing that Yang Guang is a fool.If it were a wise monarch who insisted on paying attention to one life for one life, and the prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people, he would have to spend a lot of trouble.

After Yang Guang finished his instructions, he said to Feng Jue: "The national teacher will wait here for a while, your disciple should be here soon."

Feng Jue nodded, but didn't say anything.

Seeing that Feng Jue was silent, Yang Guang rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Master, how are you preparing for the alchemy?"

"It's almost there. We can start alchemy when Pindao reaches Mount Tai."

"Tarzan?"

"Poverty has calculated that Mount Tai's spiritual energy is most suitable for refining this elixir." Feng Jue's words are not false, he has indeed calculated that Mount Tai is the most suitable for him to go, but he is not going to make alchemy, but to find a way to return to modern times .

Yang Guang nodded, glanced at Feng Jue again, and then said with some regret: "There is still half a month before the national teacher will leave, although I know that we will meet again one day, but when I think about it, I won't see you for three years." When I came to the national teacher, I felt empty in my heart."

Feng Jue frowned, "Three years are but a flick of a finger."

"To the Taoist priest, of course it's a snap of the finger, but to me, I don't know how hard it is." "Hey! It's so sad to be parted since ancient times." As he said, Yang Guang stole a glance at Feng Jue's reaction.

But I also knew that there was no way Feng Jue could have any reaction on his face, so a trace of disappointment flashed across his face, and he didn't say anything more.

He didn't speak, so naturally Feng Jue couldn't speak, and both of them fell silent for a moment.

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Guang finally couldn't bear it any longer. He said in a deep voice, "National Teacher, in fact, since I met you, I have always had a wish. I don't know if the National Teacher can help me realize it."

Hearing what Yang Guang said, Feng Jue realized almost immediately that what he said next was definitely not what she wanted to hear, so Feng Jue didn't respond at all, instead she half closed her eyes, as if she didn't hear Yang Guang's words at all.

Anger flashed across Yang Guang's face, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Jue's hands. Those slender, white hands were so close in front of his eyes that he could touch them with just a slight stretch, greedy and longing.

Just when Yang Guang was about to lose control of himself, the eunuch who delivered the decree ran in and said something in his ear. Yang Guang's eyes flashed with solemnity, then surprise, and finally recovered. Calm, as if those expressions just now had never existed at all.

Waved to let the eunuch go down, Yang Guang glanced at Feng Jue with a half-smile, and then said: "Master, your disciple's affairs may not be so easy to handle!"

"Oh? I would like to hear the details." Feng Jue had expected that it would not be so easy to solve, so there was no surprise.