[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

It is not uncommon for the Yellow River to break its embankment. After all, ancient technology and systems are not as good as modern ones, but this time is different. Looking at the strange beasts in the water, this is clearly a man-made disaster.

Qingyang couldn't fall asleep at all, so he put on his clothes and pushed the door out: "Senior brother Zhang, I might have to go away again, this time I won't bring five senior brothers with me, and I have to ask five to look after the audience." inside."

Zhang Yuanbo nodded, and said solemnly: "Junior brother must solve this disaster, you received money for fortune-telling, wouldn't it be the same as selling counterfeit goods if you miscalculated."

Qingyang: "..."

Is this the point? ?

Forget it, it hasn't been a day or two for Senior Brother Zhang to have clear thoughts.Qingyang put up the lantern without a word, and was about to go out to open an umbrella, when a figure flew down from top to bottom, and the drizzle in a three-foot radius was blocked: "Don't prepare your luggage carefully, you will go to the city at night." where?"

Qingyang looked up and saw that the umbrella was no longer needed: "I want to go to Baxiang Temple."

Luo Hu was obviously taken aback, puzzled, "What are you doing there?"

Qingyang sighed: "Help the poor."

The monks of Baxiang Temple are really miserable. Qingyang thinks that if he has the opportunity to earn money, he will bring them more, pay off the debt as soon as possible, and serve the Buddha. See if there is any chance to open a back door and change the fate people.

Luo Hu didn't know why, but he still followed Qingyang, acting as an umbrella of unhappiness.I thought it was just him and Qingyang on this trip, but I didn't expect to bring two bald heads that got in the way.

Passing through the long and narrow alley, Qingyang looked around.

The appearance of the narrow alleys is quite different from before. Many families have earned enough money to renovate their houses, and the dilapidated and old houses have almost disappeared.People who originally lived in the open air got together and used the money they earned to build two floors on top of the original longhouse for shelter from the rain, which saved a lot of money compared to single-family houses.Not only that, but even the original latrines and dirt roads were rebuilt with a pool of money. Except that the roads are still very narrow, how can we still see the original appearance of the narrow alleys?

Qingyang couldn't help smiling slightly, and knocked on the door of Baxiang Temple softly: "Master Jueming, I—"

"We haven't asked for leave recently, my friend, don't deduct money from me!" Seeing Qingyang's expression, Jue Ming almost closed the door on the spot, wondering why there was a ghost knocking on the door in the middle of the night.

Qingyang's smile disappeared immediately: "...What deductions, I asked you to make money together." Qingyang said fiercely, "Hurry up and open the door, how can there be such an inhospitable monk like you!"

Hearing the movement, Juexin also came out wrapped in a monk's robe. Hearing Qingyang's last sentence, he was speechless.

There should be no monks who are good Taoists in the world, right?

Qingyang said everything he saw in the dream: "Hurry up and pack your bags, we'll leave right away. It may take a long time to deal with this matter, and the method of life and death is definitely not enough Now, I still have to rely on my legs to get on the road.”

Jueming looked solemn: "The matter is urgent, I will ask the neighbors to take care of Mr. Zhang, and let's drive on my golden lotus."

"Just your phantom, how dare you call yourself the Golden Lotus?" Luo Hu sneered contemptuously, and showed his figure in front of the two monks, "That thing can bear the deity? Let's go on the black lotus of the deity."

"..." Jueming slid to the ground without a sound.

To be honest, since I saw Sanqing carrying a basket for Qingyang, Jueming has also been crooked. Will the Buddha come to Baxiang Temple one day to give him and his junior disciples lectures, talk about the Dharma and so on.

He even felt a little offended by this thought, but the gods following Qingyang changed in the blink of an eye, looking at the thousand-fold yarn woven by the world's most yin, the green cloak of the road behind him, and the black lotus , clearly... It is clearly the Demon Ancestor, not to mention that his seniority is higher than that of Sanqing and Buddha, but as far as the heart of the Demon Ancestor is concerned, Jue Ming wants to ask Qingyang, how did he do it? ?

Qingyang also showed shock on his face: "This thing can also change colors...the black one doesn't feel very auspicious."

Luo Hu: "? You are so superstitious, then change to Red Lotus."

"..." The whole monk in Jueming is not well. Qingyang is not from this world, so he doesn't know the story of these two lotus flowers, but Jueming does.

Back then, the chaos gave birth to the green lotus, and the green lotus gave birth to Pangu. After Pangu was born, the lotus seeds in the green lotus flew to different places and gave birth to lotus flowers.

Today, the Buddha holds a golden lotus of merit and virtue, Taoist Hongjun holds a white lotus that purifies the world, and the remaining two lotuses, one is the black lotus that originally belonged to Rahu, and the other is the red lotus that originally belonged to Luohu. Belonging to the ancestor of Styx, not long after Luohu became a saint, he directly found a reason why "Styx created the Asura tribe, devoured the souls of living beings, and caused too many murders". The Shura tribe was thrown down to the underworld and became permanent employees, and received great merit for this, which can be called killing people.

Qingyang sees the karmic fire red lotus, which is a festive color, while Jueming sees the karmic fire red lotus, but it is all the heart and blood of the old ancestor Minghe...

With the Demon Ancestor waiting, Jueming and Juexin packed their bags even faster. Qingyang simply took some silver and clothes, and when he hurried over, the two monks had already lowered their heads and stood in a row beside Luo Hu, as if Two elementary school students who were scolded: "...what are you doing, get in the car!"

Luo Hu said to her mother-in-law, "Why don't you take my cassock with you?"

Qingyang has already begun to climb the lotus: "I don't want to be a Taoist temple, why wear such fancy clothes... I just brought some ordinary Taoist robes that I usually wear."

Luo Hu snorted unhappily, drove the red lotus and bumped the two monks into the lotus at once, and while heading towards the Yellow River, he wondered in his heart: Should I also make some Taoist robes for the little Taoist priests? The crown and the one-character scarf are washed white, and they are tied on the head like wearing filial piety.

The two monks struggled to climb on the lotus, were blown up by the strong wind, and the cold rain hit their faces hard. They were able to sit safely on the red lotus thanks to the blessing of mantras.On the other hand, what about Qingyang?He was protected by Luo Hu early in the morning, not to mention the rain, even the wind couldn't blow him.

"..." Jue Xin handed Jue Ming a handkerchief, and the two silently wiped their bald heads.

I really want to learn such a skill...

Yinzhen received the order and rushed to Kaifeng overnight with the troops assigned to him by Kangxi.

While hurrying on his way, Yinzhen carefully studied the materials and secret documents given to him by Kangxi: "...the middle and upper reaches have not seen any embankment breaches this time, and the disasters are mainly concentrated in the lower reaches. Master Zhang is now in charge of flood control in Kaifeng?"

"Yes." Zhang Tingyu, who was sent by Kangxi to assist Yinzhen, said positively, "Although some people impeach Mr. Zhang Penghe repeatedly, the Holy One firmly believes that he is the most needed talent in the face of the disaster."

Zhang Tingyu is very happy, away from his boss who always loves to chat with him unprofessionally during his working hours, he is full of enthusiasm for work!

The fourth elder brother is not the kind of person who likes to talk about family affairs, so he is stable, as long as he doesn't talk about family affairs with him, he will take a vacation no matter how difficult the job is.

Thinking about this, Zhang Tingyu said to Yinzhen more earnestly: "Your Highness, if there is anything you need to do, just ask, I will go through fire and water, and I will not hesitate to do so."

"..." Hearing this, Yinzhen couldn't help but put down the documents in his hand, looked at Zhang Tingyu, hesitant in his heart.

This Mr. Xiao Zhang, although young, can be regarded as a person who can speak in front of Huang Ama, and this time he was specially transferred to be his deputy.Then, should I take this opportunity to reveal to Huang Ama that I don't like to study Buddhism anymore, so I hope that I can stop trying to force me into a temple?

Yinzhen was conflicted for a while, and said very euphemistically: "There is nothing wrong at the moment, but there is a problem. This is what happened at the home of one of my...colleagues."

"..." The smile on Zhang Tingyu's face froze.

... No way, Zhang Tingyu thought desperately, although this sounded like the opening line of "something happened in my family, I want to chat with you", but this is the fourth elder brother who has always been stable and will not talk to him Talk about housework.

Yinzhen organized his words in his heart, and said slowly: "His Ama...knows that he has always believed in Buddhism, so he visited famous temples and wanted to send him to the temple for further training. But in fact, he no longer believes in Buddhism that much. , in this case, how should he tell his Ama?"

"..." The smile on Zhang Tingyu's face cracked inch by inch, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the fourth elder brother's now empty wrist, and then slowly lowered his head with no ambition.

Why, he just wants to be a professional laborer, concentrate on his work every day, and leave work at a fixed time, why does God treat him like this! !

…………

It is said that the spring rain is continuous, but this rain has been falling for too long and too wide, just like Zhang Tingyu's heart...

The team led by Yinzhen traveled from Kyoto to Kaifeng, but not only did not see a sunny day, but the rain even became heavier.When we arrived in Kaifeng, it was torrential, as if someone was holding a basin and pouring water from the sky one basin after another.

"Your Highness, Mr. Zhang is already waiting in the mansion." Holding an umbrella, Zhang Tingyu took Yinzhen next to him, obviously face to face, but almost shouted, "This is the temporary mansion you will live in for a while. If there is a shortage, let me know, and I will talk to Mr. Zhang."

The rain hit everywhere, making noisy noises, Yinzhen got off the carriage, looked at the rain curtain, and suddenly felt that there was only this rain left in the world.

He didn't stop for a long time, seeing that Zhang Tingyu was really struggling to hold the umbrella, his slender arms were shaking, so he hurriedly walked into the mansion.

Zhang Penghe was waiting at the door: "Your Highness, go here, this is the central hall. There are three other ministers who want to introduce you boldly. It is these three who have helped repair the embankment these few days and raised a sum of money to alleviate the urgent need. "

Yinzhen followed behind Zhang Penghe, and said in a deep voice: "Huang Ama believes in you, and the person you recommend, I also believe——哕!!"

Just half a foot through the door, Yinzhen saw people waiting inside, one of them turned his face and showed him surprise eyes.

Gray monk's robe, bare head, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, hands twisting Buddhist beads.

Yinzhen: "———"

Jue Xin was taken aback, and hurried forward: "Did Your Highness suffer from the cold—"

"哕, 哕——" Yinzhen almost vomited the rhythm, raised his hand vigorously, made a "don't approach me" rejection posture, covered his stomach with the other hand, and took a few steps back suddenly, retreating in the rain.

Jue Xin was of course even more anxious: "How could Your Highness be drenched——hey!"

Qingyang lifted Juexin's back collar, which still wanted to step forward, and pulled him back: "Didn't you see that he was frightened by you? Stand back and turn your face away!"

Jue Xin felt aggrieved: "The poor monk just wants to care about His Highness."

"No, I think His Highness watched you retreat." Qingyang held up an umbrella and walked to Yinzhen's side, "You are the fourth elder brother? I don't know if you still remember, but the ninth elder brother asked me before." I asked for a talisman to send you."

Yinzhen almost vomited out all the food he ate in the morning, and retched a few times before recovering.

Hearing Qingyang's words, his eyes lit up instantly, and he clung to Qingyang like grabbing a life-saving straw: "Did you save me, master? Quick, drive away this lingering monk for me, this guy It must be evil!"

"?" Qingyang slowly looked back at Juexin, "No, that's a monk. Your Highness, what happened to him, why do you say he is evil?"

Yinzhen grabbed Qingyang, as if he had taken a reassurance, and finally he was able to look straight at Juexin bravely, and pointed out word by word: "It is this evil spirit that has entangled me on top of Bodhisattva, and will enter my dream every day for the next ten days. During the middle of the day, I caught the wind and cold and almost got consumption!"

"..." Jue Xin was so wronged that he couldn't help turning his head to look at Qing Yang eagerly, he really had a good heart, and was it the one who was snatched away by Taoist Qing Yang?The Yinzhen whom he bumped into at the Bodhisattva, could have been cut off by Qingyang Taoist chief...

Qingyang was speechless: "Is this the tradition of your Baxiang Temple? Don't ask people if they are willing or not. Just follow the rules. What about following the fate?"

Yinzhen didn't vomit anymore, and gradually regained his sanity, he asked hesitantly, "Master...do you know these two monks?"

Qingyang nodded: "I brought them here, and they are all neighbors in the neighborhood. Don't you want to give them a hand!"

Yinzhen:"……??"

Qingyang was quite guilty: "If you know there is such a story in it, I won't call them specifically."

Jue was impatient: "Don't." Seeing that Yinzhen started to show nausea again, he had no choice but to turn around, change himself into an empty face, and even changed his monk robe into the same one as Jueming's before turning back body, "Is this okay?"

"..." Yinzhen was so shocked that he forgot his stomach was overwhelmed, and Zhang Tingyu, who wanted to scold him, was also dumbfounded.

Zhang Tingyu rubbed his eyes subconsciously: What kind of blindfold is this? In the blink of an eye, the monk changed his clothes and his face changed!

"—Let's talk about the breaking of the dike." Zhang Penghe adapted well, lowered his head and took out the booklet and began to work, "This time the flood came strangely. The flood in the lower reaches is so severe, but the middle and upper reaches are calm and there is no resolution. embankment phenomenon."

It was not the first time he had seen the miraculous methods of monks and Taoists. No wonder the Holy One had rushed to Qinhuai specially for a Taoist priest.At that time, Zhang Penghe witnessed the three people in Qingyang descending from the sky sitting on red lotuses. He was shocked and lost his voice for a long time. The first time he regained his senses, he remembered the order Master Qingyang had given him, and ordered the official Wang Qian next to him to be killed on the spot. , Zhang Bi was imprisoned.

Zhang Penghe: "It was also a few masters who came, so we knew that there was a cult behind the scenes. It's just that in order to save people, the three masters showed their skills. Now that the cult is lurking, they can't catch their feet for a while. Fortunately, because of this, the flood situation The suspension gives us a chance to repair dikes and prevent floods."

"..." Yinzhen's expression was in a trance, all of this was - too unreal!Is he dreaming?

Just in a trance, Yinzhen felt a chill on his wrist, someone was pulling his hand away from the master: "Who--ghost!!!"

Yinzhen lowered his head and saw nothing, but the clothes around his wrists were clearly crumpled by something, and the other party held his hand forcefully, trying to separate him from the master.

Yinzhen panicked suddenly, a large half of his current confidence was supported by the belief that "there is a master": "Master, save me!"

Luo Hu thought brokenly: "It's almost there, be sensible, how long have you been caught?"

Qingyang was speechless: "Your Highness, it's okay, this is me... Grandmaster."

Considering how troublesome it is to explain Luo Hu's existence, Qingyang resumed using the old address: "He is a little unhappy because he sees you pulling me all the time."

"..." Yinzhen was even more dazed, walked into the middle hall and sat down in a daze, and then said with difficulty after a while, "Then how does the master plan to solve this matter?"

He forced himself to brace himself: "Before leaving the palace, Huang Ama gave me an address, saying that I can go to Qinhuai Qingfu Temple to ask for help from an expert. Is it necessary to invite someone here now?"

"Hey, did His Majesty still say that?" Qingyang showed a happy expression, "It's me, the expert in Qingfu Temple."

Yinzhen:"……"

Is there anyone who says they are superior?The master is also a little too real.

Qingyang comforted Yinzhen and said: "Early before the departure, the master had a dream and told me where those people would probably attack. It will only be a day or two in time, and I will wait there. Everyone else can do it." What I did was try my best to repair the dam and evacuate the crowd."

Only when Yinzhen heard the last sentence did he feel a little more real. This is the world he knows.Just as he was about to say something more, Master Qingyang's expression turned serious.

Qingyang grabbed Luo Hu's wrist violently: "Come on, the magic circle I set up has been touched."

Luo Hu's complexion changed, and he threw a black lotus in an instant—then he put it back and replaced it with a red one: "Let's go!"

"..." Jue Ming, who was about to speak, stuttered and choked for a while before he said to Jue Xin, "Junior brother, let's go too. Little friend Qingyang deal with the snake, you and I protect the dams on both banks."

Qingyang didn't wait for the monk, his magic circle was triggered, which also meant that the snake had entered the river, and the flood had already been set off.In the race against time, Qingyang didn't even look at the others, he quickly jumped onto the red lotus and flew straight out.

Everything in front of my eyes turned into a colorful band of light, and I arrived at the point where the snake enters the river within a breath.As soon as Qingyang raised his right hand, just as he was about to pinch three clear fingers, something cold was stuffed into his hand.

Qingyang almost didn't catch it, but luckily Luo Hu didn't let go: "Look underneath, it's a Yin Jiao."

Just like in the dream, there is a huge snake swimming slowly in the river, bringing up huge waves.But upon closer inspection, the snake's body was empty, and there were countless souls in its belly.

"Raising dragons with souls? No wonder there is such momentum!" Qingyang looked at the shore again, and said angrily, "I'm just saying that people have such dirty methods, and it's these white balds again!"

A lot of white-robed monks gathered on the bank, obviously they were monks. Instead of helping to save people, they destroyed the dikes and dams, raised their hands to grab the panicked wandering souls, and even pushed the living people into the water, taking the opportunity to intercept the living souls Feed the snakes.

Jue Xin and Jue Ming arrived in time, shouted angrily at the same time, and showed the treasured image of a Bodhisattva. They guarded the leaks of the embankment, and at the same time rescued the people who were pushed into the water. The Buddha's light condensed into ferry boats, moving out of thin air.

The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless.

Amidst the sound of Buddhist scriptures praying, the captured living souls all looked at their bodies, turning into streaks of white light, rushing out from the snake's bloody mouth, flying back into their bodies, and carrying the ferry to safety. area.

With blessings in his body, Qingyang leaped down without fear, splitting the torrent with a sword, revealing the Yinjiao who dived into the water and wanted to launch an impact. Before the muddy river water closed up again, Qingyang fell straight down, just Hao landed on the top of Yin Jiao's head, grabbed the dragon's horn that had been born with one hand, and raised the sword with the other hand, stabbing Yin Jiao's head straight.

Luo Hu borrowed the sword, and the name of the sword was Zhuxian. When the prehistoric world was still ruled by the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn, how many bloody storms Luohu used this sword, how could a mere Yinjiao that had not yet transformed into a dragon resist the power of the Zhuxian sword.

Yin Jiao uttered a long cry, although the human ear could not hear it, it shook the ground.

Qingyang gripped the hilt of the sword, and the sword of Zhuxian revealed a dangerous sword light, which grew inch by inch.Qingyang was just like when he strung the kangsi tripod back then, strung the head of the Yin Jiao who was still struggling to die, and with all his strength around his waist, he forcibly lifted the whole Yin Jiao into the air, and fell straight to the place where the monks of the White Lotus Sect gathered.

The monks shouted and scattered, only the one at the head stood firm and fearless: "This Yin Jiao is the brainchild of my brothers, don't talk about sword wounds, as long as any inch is left, it can swallow the soul and continue to transform into a dragon! You You can continue to hurt it as much as you want, but aren't you afraid of hurting the soul in its belly?!"

Qingyang hit the snake's head because he was really afraid of hurting the soul in the snake's belly. This is the Zhuxian sword. If you go down with the sword, you won't be reincarnated or revived.

Qingyang glared angrily at the head monk: "The White Lotus Sect was established in the first place to spread the Dharma, requiring disciples to keep the precepts in order to enter the Western bliss. You clearly have the root of wisdom, but you have gone astray. Do you really think that no one is here?" Can it cure you!?"

The monk sneered and said, "If so, why would you waste your time talking with me here?"

"I'm just giving you one last chance." Qingyang stood up with his mouth curled up. With the Zhuxian Sword in hand, Yin Jiao couldn't lift his head, but if he moved, he would be injured by the White Lotus Sect. "Wait a minute - Absolutely brilliant!"

The old monk raised his eyes slightly, completely at a loss, not knowing what Qingyang was calling him for.

Qingyang stomped his feet hating iron and steel, and Yinjiao's head was stamped into the ground inch by inch, struggling even harder in pain: "Parents, please! Why are you being so honest with the enemy?"

"Do you still remember the books we checked back then? Isn't the White Lotus Sect a Venerable Yuan Huxi personally appointed by Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty, who specializes in practicing the Pure Land Samadhi, and hates and cuts off all false claims made by the White Lotus Sect?"

Just like becoming an immortal, there are many ways to achieve Buddhahood, one of which is to be rewarded by the emperor of the world.It's just that most cultivators are somewhat arrogant and unwilling to vassalize the emperor. The Venerable Yuan Huxi was also forced to go around to ask the emperor for orders in order to revive the White Lotus School.

Jue Ming suddenly realized, and immediately distracted his attention and recited "The Precious Mirror of the Master Utan Purdue of Yuan Huxi", and asked the Venerable to distract himself.

Qingyang made a trumpet shape with his hands: "Remember to tell the venerable that the Demon Ancestor is also with us. If he doesn't come, he can decide on his own."

Jueming is praying sincerely: "..."

...Let's talk about it, don't say that I'm afraid that the little friend in Qingyang will be unhappy, and I will be beaten later, or I will be beaten.

Jue Ming prayed to the Venerable, the Demon Ancestor is also here, see if you want to come.

As soon as I finished saying these words in my heart, the continuous dark clouds were torn apart by a ray of moonlight. A monk in white clothes stepped on the rosette, the backlight was bright, and the moon was breezy, smiling from the west while holding a Buddhist bead.

Sect Master Youtan's face was full of tenderness: "Which stupid monkeys are causing trouble for me, show your head and see if I don't cut him to death."