Chapter 120: Chang'an affairs, on the chessboard, black and white are clear!
People's sorrows and joys are always incompatible, no matter how many people in the Tang Dynasty sympathized with the barren people.
But the war is like this, the deserted people came south to survive, and the coalition forces fought against the deserted people through the Yanbei wasteland for the safety of the Central Plains.
It is an extremely common thing in itself, and no country in the world will refuse it, anyway, you don't have to pay for it yourself.
It's just that this time the desolate people didn't seem to be there for the purpose of testing, but for the real purpose of going south, so the number of soldiers in the coalition army died a little too much, to the point that some small countries in the world couldn't bear it.
However, as far as Tang Guo is concerned, this is just a small loss.
In Chang'an City, the flowers are still blooming like brocades. Some time ago, near Lane 47, a practitioner of the temple died, and the results of the investigation were also found. However, the temple and the empire have always wanted to see both.
You send your official documents to hold people accountable, and I send mine to hold them accountable. Each of them sends his own official documents, but neither checks nor handles them.
Chang'an is still Chang'an, and its prosperity will not be disturbed by the war on the border.
The morning bells and evening drums of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Temple in Nancheng are still there, and many new shoots have sprouted from the thousand-year-old tree in the Taiping Taoist Temple.
The Chen Mansion by the Yanming Lake was already empty, except for the gatekeeper, there were only those noble families who wanted to make connections.
Not long ago, the news that Li Manman, a master of the Academy, and Chen Xuan, a Taoist true practitioner of Taiping Dao, both belonged to the Six Realms spread from the mouths of believers on Taoshan to the whole world.
In ordinary noble families, those who can support practitioners in the Dongxuan realm for many lifetimes are considered to have deep roots.
In the world, apart from various practice sects, or aristocratic families of thousands of years, there are not many distinguished families that can support practitioners who are in the realm of knowing fate, and some nobles even have to be respectful when meeting practitioners who are in the realm of knowing fate .
Because the person who can kill the nobleman has never been the nobleman! Now His Majesty's favorite fourth princess is also very active, often going to the Taiping Temple to visit Qing He who is guarding the Taiping Temple.
The news that Mr. Thirteen of the academy was possessed by a demon was also spread to everyone, but the strange thing is that the academy did not approve of this news, but did not refute it either.
But for ordinary people in Tang State, they obviously didn't care about such things.
Three meals a day, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea are the things that ordinary people care about. Once ordinary people start to pay attention to whether a practitioner is enchanted, then it can only be explained.
In Haotian's world, people possessed by demons are already everywhere, and the big demons are no better than dogs.
The singing and dancing of Hongxiuzhao is still the same, and the literati, or practitioners, are talking about the deeds of Chen Xuan on the Taiping Road in the wasteland, talking about the savagery of the barren people, and talking about everything they want to talk about.
Tang Guoyan is open-minded, allowing the people to talk about everything they want to talk about, but after the talk, some yamen in the empire will not guarantee that you can walk out of the prison unscathed.
In the remote counties of the empire, there is an unwritten rule that common people who go to court are not allowed to wear mourning clothes, otherwise it will be disrespectful.
Who doesn't know your injustice? The Lord Qingtian sitting on that chair knows how wronged you are than anyone else, but rules are rules, and they are specially used to punish these ordinary people.
If you were a Dongxuan practitioner and you dared to deal with him like this, you would just hit him with a sword, and then you would be left with heads rolling on the ground.
Then he ran to the temple and handed in the vote directly! Hey, I have killed Tang officials, how dare you say that I am not anti-Tang?Not anti-academy?Isn't this just talking nonsense with your eyes open?
He was killed and sentenced to exile for three thousand miles, most of them were ordinary people.
Punishment is neither a doctor nor a practitioner, so in the world, people aspire to become practitioners.
Only in Chang'an City, under the emperor's feet, would it be better!
The second floor of Hongxiu Zhao, in the private room! Yan Se drank the wine poured by the water beads, looked at the white-haired old man sitting opposite, and said: "On the chessboard, black and white are clearly distinguished. Senior brother made a mistake back then, so why make another mistake?" What could be more wrong?"
"Even children know that they are wrong, and they have to correct it. Then why do senior brothers make mistakes again and again, and persist in their obsession?"
"Brother!"
"Since you escaped from the quiet pavilion, why did you come to Chang'an City?"
"The empire's secret guards, the generals of the country, and the worshipers at Tianshu are all ready, but they dare not take action."
"Maybe they can't understand what it means to be above the throne and under the sky."
"But Chen Xuan, a true practitioner of the Taoist sect, will return to Chang'an soon. No one wants to kill a great priest of light in front of a true cultivator of the Taoist sect!"
"Senior brother, you will die, but the Tang Dynasty will suffer heavy casualties. You have been trapped in the Youge for 15 years. Instead of running out of oil and lamps, you have become brighter and brighter. I think you have re-entered the realm of apocalypse."
"It's interesting to say that Haotian will take care of you, a sinner, again!"
When Shuizhu'er heard such a secret thing, she instinctively wanted to open Yan Se's hands, but she couldn't think of Yan Se and hugged her tighter. Such a secret thing was really something that she, an oiran, could hear. ? On the chessboard! A white chess piece landed on the Tianyuan seat alone. It was a piece made by the old man sitting opposite Yan Se.
The old man is the great priest of light, sitting on the throne of God, looking at the world indifferently, just like that solitary white chess piece, shining brightly on the chessboard.
Wei Guangming smiled faintly, and said: "The great master of the academy, Li Manman, practiced the way of benevolence and forgiveness. Chen Xuan, who really practiced the way of peace, took it too high, so it was a bit unreal."
"But definitely not, because if I will die in Chang'an, Feijian will come to my rescue!"
"For the sake of the Daoist True Cultivator Society, the Great Priest of Light will take action. This is a stupid view, and only those stupid people can come up with such a stupid view."
"On the throne of God, under the sky, I was once knocked down from the realm of Apocalypse. Now that I have returned to the realm of Apocalypse, I naturally see a different light."
"The shadow of darkness returned to Chang'an City. I saw the darkness, so I came to Chang'an."
"Junior brother, your disciple Ning Que became a demon at the Demon Sect Mountain Gate!"
"I am the light, do you think I should act as the light to purify the devil?"
"If you kill this one, you won't be considered your nephew's nephew."
Yan Se said angrily: "You can't kill him, he is my only apprentice, if you dare to kill him, I will fight you, in this city, only I can take you away!"
He is the guardian of the Shocking God Formation and a miraculous Talisman Master. It is only right to take away a great priest of light.
Wei Guangming placed a white piece in the lower left corner of the chessboard and said: "I have been sitting in the quiet pavilion for fifteen years, and I came to this city in accordance with God's will. I should meet the rumored true Taoist cultivator."
"Your disciple should have returned to the academy. Why are you in such a hurry? Junior brother, if your heart is not at peace, why are you doing this!"
Hearing this, Yan Se looked at Wei Guangming with disbelief in his eyes.
(End of this chapter)