After being dressed as the evil god

As the capital of Liang State, Quqiu City may not be the most prosperous city in Liang State, nor the most extensive city in Liang State, but it must be the most stable city in Liang State.However, the most stable city in Liang, the atmosphere is very tense recently.

Xu Chang, the former king of Liang, died suddenly. It is said that the crown prince Xu Kang, who was still seriously ill, has never been seen. Instead, Xu Huan, who has almost no sense of existence, ascended the throne.It was not because of luck that the new King of Liang was able to ascend the throne smoothly. Before he ascended the throne of King Liang, he had already established his position of real power through the heads of nineteen courtiers, announcing to the previous powerful ministers of the previous King Liang. Xu Huan is not and will not be a puppet.

And because of the deterrence of those nineteen heads, the atmosphere in Quqiu City was almost like thunder and waiting for the eve of the rainstorm.

When locust plagues spread all over the sky and refugees were everywhere, they were not so nervous.

Xu Huan flipped through the memorials on the case with a cold expression on his face.Most of them are unnutritious praises and congratulations, and only a few of them really involve the situation of Liang Guo.He threw aside another memorial with sincere words and true feelings, closed his eyes, and let out a breath slowly.

He has to give them time.These people had never had contact with him before, and were frightened by the nineteen heads. Now they are going to try to understand his true attitude before they dare to take the lead and use them for him.

A figure quietly appeared in the room.

Du Ji still closed his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Master." The visitor knelt and saluted beside him, and reported quickly in a low voice.

As Xuanqingjiao became more and more powerful in Liang's country, the conflict with the Disciplinary Department inevitably became more and more serious.However, due to Du Jiming's superficial change of status, the confrontation between them and the Division of Disciplines is inevitably extremely difficult to handle.

"Department of Discipline." Du said very slowly, with a chill in his voice.

Xuan Qingjiao grows, of course they have to be uneasy, after all, the only thing they have done in the past 700 years is to balance the forces of all parties in Liang.What else do they do but balance?They couldn't even do this one thing well, so that Xu Chang colluded with Luo Jiao, killed his relatives and fathers, and lost him to Shezhou.

Since then, Liangdu has lost its barrier, and the Disciplinary Department has not been able to take Shezhou City back from Luojiao for 23 years.Such a Discipline Division is nothing but trash.

But such a Discipline Department is tied to Liang Guo's national destiny.It is not for nothing that the people in the Precepts Department are willing to swear those oaths and precepts. From this, they are protected by the fate of the country, and thus they have the power to exercise the king's order.Unless the King of Liang doesn't want Liang Guo anymore, otherwise...he can't easily touch the Disciplinary Department.

Xuanqingjiao just took advantage of the great catastrophe to dismantle all the big and small forces in Liang and integrate them into their own hands. The situation in the country is getting more and more chaotic.

At the beginning, I was extremely skeptical that maybe the Disciplinary Department wasn’t really that incompetent, maybe they just balanced the messy forces in Liang’s country, but they didn’t subdue them one by one. ——In this world, Liang Guo is the only one who shares the fate of a country with people outside the royal family, and if the situation in Liang Guo is not so chaotic, Liang Wang will no longer need a discipline department.

But when he saw that the discipline department was still so weak and weak during the catastrophe, he understood that the discipline department had accumulated a lot.

No matter how courageous and decisive the predecessors who established the Disciplinary Department were, their descendants are just as incompetent. It has been 700 years, yet a government that should only be used for a while has been allowed to continue until today.

Hearing the long and slow breathing of the kneeling man, he suddenly laughed: "Let's introduce them, but don't be too shy. Wait a while..."

Wait for a while, after he disassembled the Disciplinary Department and Liang Guo's National Fortune, if there are still usable ones, they will be kept, and the unusable ones will be disposed of.

Xuanqingjiao is the arm under his control. Although Liang Guo is in a bad situation now, the future is promising. Such a large piece of land and the people on the land will become his solid capital.As for the Division of Discipline, is there any need for a power that can't lose its tail, is weak and gets in the way, and wants to share its resources?

After getting his order, the Xuan Puritan man disappeared as quietly as he had come.

Xuanqingjiao is the power he holds in his hands. He wants to take advantage of this opportunity to spread it further, and use its power to bring Liang Guo back to the right track.It can't be limited to Liang. There is not only Liang in this world, but also other four countries, as well as Great Yin, and practitioners who come and go... Expansion is not an easy task, and it should not be carried out too much. Hurry up, it will easily cause instability, not to mention that he has only controlled Xuanqingjiao for a few years, but it is difficult for him to find such a good opportunity like now.

He half-closed his eyes and thought about it, the autumn wind came in through the window, ruffled his loose hair, and lingered in the coldness of the room.

Tu Shanyao appeared in the room at some point, frowned after feeling the temperature, and closed the windows with a wave of her hand.

"I'm not cold." Xu Huan said, but he didn't object.

He put his hands on the stove in his arms, the stove exuded a soft and warm fragrance, and the pale smoke wrapped around his icy white fingers, bringing just the right amount of warmth.Although Xu Huan was holding the stove, he was not wearing heavy clothes.At any rate, he was a not weak monk, and a little cool wind would not make him feel cold. The coldness on his body was caused by years of damage to the foundation of his body. Fur clothing or a stove could not alleviate this coldness.As for the stove in his arms, it burns the medicine that Tu Shanyao found for him.

"Is the medicine enough?" Tu Shanyao asked.

"Are you leaving?" Xu Huan asked a question that seemed irrelevant.

There was Xuanqingjiao before, and now there is the power of Liang Guo, he does not lack these things.It was just a sentence that was practically meaningless but emotionally cherished.And Xu Huan has grasped some additional information from this sentence.

Tu Shanyao nodded.

She was indeed leaving, even though she had just returned a few days ago when Xu Huan ascended the throne of King Liang.In fact, they didn't spend much time together.

She has the same face as Tu Shanyao, with the same blood flowing from her body. She helps him recuperate his body, teaches him how to practice, and introduces him to Xuan Puritanism. Her existence always reminds Xu Huan of his mother, but she always Not willing to stay longer.

"Do you need me to do anything?" Xu Huan asked.

Tu Shanyao often only comes once every few months or even every year, and each time she only stays for a few days before leaving again, and she never says what she did when she left.At that time, Xu Huan would never ask, but now it is different, he has accumulated strength, and there is no need to hide himself, so this time he asked.

"The Cold Clothes Festival is coming soon," Tu Shantiao came over, smoothed his hair with warm fingers, "Let's sacrifice to Ah Yao. Let the people of Liang Kingdom also sacrifice, so many people died, Huang Quan A sacrifice must be made to cross the river."

Xu Huan was silent for a moment, and said, "I understand."

He originally wanted to help Tu Shanyao by asking this question, but Tu Shanyao gave such an answer.She doesn't need his help.It is true to sacrifice his mother, and it is also true to let people in Liang Guo sacrifice a sacrifice on the Cold Clothes Festival. She thinks that at this time, Xu Huan should not focus on her affairs, but should first put the newly acquired Liang Guo straightened out.

The Cold Clothes Festival is a custom that has been handed down since ancient times. In addition to offering sacrifices to relatives who have passed away, sacrifices are also given to ferrymen in the Netherworld, so that they will not be careless and procrastinate when ferrying their relatives into reincarnation.This is the custom of the Great Yin.

Then sacrifice it.

There was a sudden noise outside the window. Although it was far away, it was not difficult for practitioners to hear clearly.

It was a young woman shouting and cursing loudly, mixed with the sound of utensils being pushed and beaten.Tu Shanjiao looked in the direction of the voice, her beautiful eyebrows gradually raised.

"Let her make trouble." Xu Huan also looked in that direction with no expression on his face.

That's Ah Ci.After she recovered, her temperament changed drastically, she ran around and beat things, tossing endlessly.Her parents were both dead, and her only elder brother was nowhere to be found. How could she not vent the pain in her heart?

It's more reassuring for her to make such a fuss than to be obedient and docile.

"As long as you know what's in your mind." Tu Shanyao said.

She quietly left Quqiu City, as unnoticed as she came.

……

The autumn wind is tyrannical, and the dead branches and leaves mixed with dust are rolled up as high as a person.In this season, except for pines and cypresses, most plants are defeated.

A figure in a dark blue robe appeared in the yard, and the wind suddenly dispersed, and the rolled up things smashed to the ground, covering a green plant that was still swaying in the wind into a gray stud. .

Li Quan looked down at the inconspicuous green plant, it was a bluegrass, but it grew like a weed, inconspicuous at all.It's almost winter, but it is blooming, but its petals are also green, only the stamens are a little dark reddish brown.The leaves are slender and straight, and so are the petals. They are very tough, crooked in the soil, and have a kind of barbaric vitality.

It was not planted properly in the yard, but the flower pot was overturned and left in the soil without any care.And this orchid grass, which was carefully raised in the porcelain pot, unexpectedly stretched out its rough greenness in this withered and yellow late autumn after being thrown outside at will.

Li Quan took a step forward in this barren yard, pushed away the thick leaves with his toes, brushed the thick green orchid grass with his hem, shook the tough leaves a few times, and shook the dust off his body.

This is a house that has only been deserted for a long time. The rockery and spring pool in the courtyard can still see the exquisiteness and elegance of changing scenery. There are scattered broken porcelain pieces in the soil, with exquisite patterns on them, separated by broken windows Collapsed furniture could be seen in the house, but no belongings were left.

This is not a relocation, but a turmoil, which is why the atmosphere in Quqiu City is so tense.

A jade buckle was flipping randomly at his fingertips, and not long after, another person came to this barren house.

Li Quan slowly turned around a Taihu stone in front of him, and a person with a face like white jade was standing there.

Both extremely.

"Since Brother Li Quan came to visit Liangdu, why did he get here?" He asked.

"It's boring to just look at the surface of a city, but it's interesting to see why it becomes what it is now," Li Quan replied.

There was no need to exchange pleasantries, they met again after a long time, but they seemed to pick up the topic naturally.

"Since that's the case, why don't I guide Brother Li Quan for a visit." Du Ji said again.

"Okay." Li Quan nodded.

When the wind moved again, the two figures in the yard disappeared.The autumn wind swept across the ground, and set off the ruined leaves as tall as a person.

Xu Huan became the king of Liang and beheaded nineteen great men, but far more than nineteen people died because of this incident.They have wives, children and families, and Xu Huan has not implicated them, but how long can these people who have lost their power and protection live in the catastrophe?

"Brother Li Quan has traveled all over the country of Liang?"

"not yet."

"Then, I have a good place to see Liang Guo." They all smiled lightly, "It's very boring to only look at the surface scenery of a city, and it's also very boring to only look at the capital of a country. thing."

They came to a hexagonal platform, which was the tallest platform in the entire Liang Kingdom. The base was wide enough to hold an army camp, and it became narrower as it went higher, stably supporting a pavilion that was high enough to make ordinary people dizzy. It is said that the generation of Liang Wang who built this platform invited monks to help build such a high platform.The pavilion on the top of the platform can be seen from far away in the countryside outside Liangdu. Travelers who lost their way in the wilderness can follow the direction to Liangdu as long as they see its steeple.

This platform could have been the place that Liang people yearned for and the pride in their hearts. When people in a country have the same place of pride, the hearts of the people will gather.

It's a pity that the Liang kings of all dynasties have never used this platform like this, maybe they didn't expect it, or maybe they thought of it but couldn't use it.When people in a place are living in turmoil and worrying about their own lives, how can they have the energy to be proud of a dead thing?

They climbed up to this high platform, the roof of which was a six-sided fenced platform, the top of which was uncovered.The wind was blowing from above, and the people downstairs were all rendered like ants. With only ordinary eyesight, they could see thousands of miles away, and even the outlines of the three prefecture cities of She, Jing, and Hong could be seen.

In the center of the high platform, there is a statue of a fairy cast in fine copper, with natural and soft lines, and the clothes fluttering as if about to fly away in the wind, but the feet of the fairy are cast into the platform.Otherwise, even a heavy solid bronze statue might be blown by the high wind.The fairy held a jade plate in his hand, the jade plate was as big as two palms, it was pure white and flawless, only a smudge of blue appeared in the center, like a pool of clear water on the ground.The jade plate was tightly embedded in the fairy's fluttering sleeve robe, and several folds cleverly hooked the edge of the jade plate. Unless the bronze statue was melted away, the jade plate could not be taken out intact.

They all glanced at the fairy statue holding the jade plate: "This is a dew bearing plate left by a certain king of Liang, and he wants to use this plate to receive the dew from the sky."

The jade plate is for confession, and the cast fairy is like the secret longing in his heart.The King of Liang at that time was also a bit angry. He looked down on crooked sects in Liang who did not practice orthodox Dharma. He would rather give up the chance of prolonging his life than practice evil methods. With the opportunity to practice decently in a famous sect, he had no choice but to build this terrace, hoping that the gods in the sky would take pity on his sincerity and come down to teach him how to practice.

Such a high platform is just to set up a dew plate on the top closest to the sky, to fulfill the wishful dream of that Liang Wang.But no matter how high the jade plate is set up, what it receives is only the dew from the world.

They all stared at the mottled fairy bronze statue that had experienced wind and rain very coldly, like looking at the foolish and pitiful King Liang.

Pray for the mercy of the gods?If the kind of fair, compassionate and powerful gods that people fantasize really exist in this world, why don't they take action in such a catastrophe?

Where are the fairies?