Rebirth of Buddhism

"Mother, am I wrong?" Fu Zhiyu couldn't help asking Yuan Wanyun on the carriage going back, "Why is this happening again? We have already left the palace, but we still have to encounter these insidious moves that can't be put on the table."

Yuan Wanyun felt sorry for him, and slowly stroked her son's soft hair.

"It's not your fault," she comforted, "Xiaobao didn't do anything wrong, it's just that there are some things that can't always be what people want."

Fu Zhiyu felt extremely exhausted. He thought again, many things cannot be considered right or wrong. If he had established a little prestige in Jiangnan at the beginning, with his own status, how could anyone be so bold as to make a move in such a situation?

Now that this matter is over, if he and the others want to continue to attack, it's okay to only target himself, what he is afraid of is that it will affect other people.

He has suffered a nail here, what if they target mother?If it was like in the original book, they would stretch out their hands to the entire Yuan family even though they were eyeing tigers?

He didn't speak for a long time in the carriage, Yuan Wanyun knew that he was in a bad mood and needed to be quiet for a while, so he didn't bother him anymore.

Fu Zhiyu is not a temperless person, and it is not easy to bear this tone now.Even if he calms down, from a rational point of view, if he takes a step back at this time, others may think that he is easier to bully.

After he came to the south of the Yangtze River, he was afraid that his coming would make people feel uneasy and disturb others' normal life, so he insisted on running everything as it was, and he relaxed a lot.

Yuan Jiangxing received the imperial decree and brought troops to Jiangnan to guard. He was obviously the one who held the military power. Before that, even Emperor Qing Yuan couldn't control him, and he could do whatever he wanted.After arriving in Jiangnan, because of Fu Zhiyu's style, he has always been very polite to others. Yuan Jiangwen has always relied on himself to do business, and has never relied on Fu Zhiyu's power to engage in malicious competition. Instead, the family lives more cautiously than before. up.

Now it seems that he did something wrong by doing this, which makes people think that this is just to step on and play casually, isn't it?

Fu Zhiyu didn't sleep all night, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

The next day, Yuan Jiangxing knew about it.

After discussing with Fu Zhiyu for a while, he led his troops directly to the residence of the Luanzhou prefect, and very rudely pulled the sleeping Luanzhou prefect out of the bed early in the morning, and the four soldiers almost lifted him up. He dragged himself to the lobby outside.

"What are you going to do!" The prefect was in a hurry, he was used to domineering, and he hadn't looked so embarrassing for a long time, "Do you know who I am? I'm so barbaric? Let me down!"

This matter is still not suitable for the common people to watch. Fu Zhiyu ordered people to close the door. The Luanzhou prefect's mansion is very large. After closing the door, no sound inside can be heard outside.

In front of the hall, the maids and servants in the eunuch's mansion knelt on the ground, and the eunuch himself was pinned down at the front, unable to move.

Fu Zhiyu sat on a chair in the middle of the lobby. He was rarely dressed formally today. The prefect of Luanzhou was still wearing his sleeping gown. Looking up at him, he saw the rusty four-clawed golden dragon on his clothes.

Once he made up his mind, he moved quickly.

Fu Zhiyu is the only king in the court who divides the land. The clothes that the emperor rewards are four-clawed golden dragons, which are only one line away from the five-clawed golden dragons of the Ninth Five-Year King.

Everyone knew that Fu Zhiyu was very special, and there were various rumors. It was said that Fu Zhiyu had saved the life of the current emperor and had an extraordinary relationship with the Xie family, so he could have such a distinguished status.

So, at the beginning, everyone was afraid to touch him, cautiously, for fear of getting into trouble, but after a long time, it seemed... nothing happened?

The emperor hasn't been to Jiangnan in the past three years, and the Xie family seems to have forgotten this place. The new Jiangnan king doesn't care about anything, except for not accepting invitations and seeing people, other things are easy to talk about. Such a gentle temper has been cultivated. It makes people have strange thoughts.

The whole of Jiangnan belongs to Fu Zhiyu. If this person can be controlled well, wouldn't it be a great opportunity?

The incense burner this time was just a temptation.

The prefect of Luanzhou was knelt down by the soldiers. He actually knew the reason in his heart, but Fu Zhiyu was very polite and polite when he got along with him before. He seemed to have a good temper and was easy to deceive. In front of the hall, the look of drooping eyebrows didn't seem to be very angry, just drinking tea.

Maybe it's just that the Yuan family knew that Yuan Jiangxing was just angry, and it's normal to be angry for his nephew.

The prefect of Luanzhou comforted himself, he only felt that he had some confidence in his heart again, and dared to look up at Fu Zhiyu.

At this time, he hadn't paid much attention to the situation when he saw the three sticks of incense penetrating through the bottom of the copper furnace when he checked the incense burner yesterday. He just looked at Fu Zhiyu's gentle look, and the deep-rooted impression of the previous three years was not so easily shaken. As long as I pretend to be innocent, I can get away with it.

"Lord Zhao," the prefect of Luanzhou felt aggrieved, "Are you...?"

Fu Zhiyu put down the teacup in his hand, looked down at him, and said, "What's the matter? Are you still pretending to be stupid with me?"

The prefect of Luanzhou was responsible for all the sacrifices, and it was he who came to talk to him about the procedures. It was impossible for him not to know about these procedures.

Fu Zhiyu wanted to know who was behind the scenes from him, who was instigating him to do this.

"What are you talking about?" Luanzhou prefect looked at a loss, "Did you do something wrong?"

Fu Zhiyu kindly reminded him again: "Yesterday, about the sacrifice."

"What's the matter with the sacrifice?" He still looked puzzled, "Isn't everything going well? You see, the temple fair is about to start today, and it's busy outside. There are still a lot of things going on at the government..."

Fu Zhiyu put down the teacup, rubbed between his brows, and let out a long sigh.

Sure enough, you can't be too nice to people. Things have come to this point. This person dares to pretend to be stupid in front of him, which is enough to show how much space his previous actions have given others to imagine, so that he thinks he can escape by doing this, even Start talking about him from left to right.

Fu Zhiyu raised his hand and made a gesture of swaying down.

Yuan Jiangxing understood, took a step forward, and what he said could be heard throughout the lobby.

"Thirty army sticks, let's talk after the beating, if you pass out, pour a basin of cold water, and continue after you wake up."

The prefect of Luanzhou had never been subjected to a military stick in his life, and he even smiled, feeling that Fu Zhiyu was scaring him.

But when the soldiers brought up the executioner, he felt something was wrong.

"Etc., etc!"

But the soldiers didn't listen to him. After adding him to a wooden bench, they tied his hands and feet.

The prefect is still wearing the underwear he wore when he was sleeping, and it basically has no anti-strike function. When a solid military stick was thrown down, he first shivered and then let out a howling sound like a slaughtered pig.

"It's too noisy," Fu Zhiyu said, "Find something to cover his mouth."

When I was looking for the cloth strips for a short while, I had already hit the third blow. In fact, the prefect of Luanzhou couldn't bear it when he was the first blow. He used to be a guard at the border, so he was naturally more serious than those arrests in the government.

"I said, I said all!"

"No, it's too late to talk after the [-]th army stick," Fu Zhiyu said, "I even brought two doctors to the prefect, and I can't die. I gave the chance twice, but you didn't cherish it and took my words as a There's wind in my ears."

Killing chickens to warn monkeys and knocking mountains to shake tigers, there is no reason to spare them casually.

After the thirty army sticks were beaten, the eunuch passed out, the whole house fell silent, no one dared to come out to stop him.

"Bring a basin of cold water," Yuan Jiangxing glanced at, "Don't you want to talk? Now, it's his turn to talk."

Now it is the beginning of spring, the weather is still cold in the morning, many people still wear cotton clothes at this time, the water just drawn from the well is bitingly cold, after a bucket is poured down, people unconscious Woke up immediately.

The eunuch who had been beaten by the stick blushed obviously angrily. He struggled twice on the bench and couldn't stand up, so he stared at him as if he wanted to eat Fu Zhiyu alive.

"You're crazy!" Concerned about the soldiers who were still surrounding him, he didn't dare to say anything too much, "You, you, you, there is no kingly law! I am a court order official, by which law should I carry out the lynching? ?!"

The prefect of Luanzhou was probably really used to living a carefree life for the past three years, and now he was so angry that he couldn't do it anymore. When he said this, Fu Zhiyu laughed.

"This king sees that you are confused. Thirty army sticks haven't woken you up yet," Fu Zhiyu said. He stood up slowly from his seat and looked down at him. The fiefdom of the king, this king is the law of the king here."

The prefect of Luanzhou couldn't speak, he gritted his teeth tightly, cold sweat broke out on his face.

"Who instructed you to do this?" Fu Zhiyu asked him.

The prefect knew that this was almost an ultimatum, if he didn't say it at this time, I'm afraid it would not be something that thirty army sticks could solve.

The soldiers behind him waited for Fu Zhiyu's order.

"The Deng and Qian families asked me to help," he said hastily, "I..."

"You also want to try my depth, don't you?" Fu Zhiyu looked at him with raised eyebrows, "There are so many ideas."

Luanzhou City is the head of the south of the Yangtze River, and it is also the most prosperous place here. In the past, there was a governor of the south of the Yangtze River under its jurisdiction. When Fu Zhiyu came, the governor couldn't control him, so he became the most powerful official in the south of the Yangtze River. up.

"After all, I'm not without responsibilities. When I first came to Jiangnan, you decided not to dare," Fu Zhiyu sighed. Just let it go, if it goes on like this, sooner or later there will be problems."

"You..." The prefect of Luanzhou looked at him and only uttered one word before being interrupted by Fu Zhiyu.

"However, if there is a problem, it must be resolved," Fu Zhiyu continued, "So, from now on, you are no longer the prefect of Luanzhou."

"you……!"

Fu Zhiyu waved his hand and said, "Don't get excited, you should have thought of this from the moment I walked in."

He is not a fool, how could he still be an official?

"Let my uncle act as the prefect of Luanzhou temporarily," Fu Zhiyu bowed his head and said to Yuanjiang, "you have many people you can trust, and you can use all aspects of handover. Jiangnan is so big, I don't believe it, and I can't find it." Find a few people who can be used, and you must use this dishonest one."