Chapter 21 I Pray for "Peace!"
Changan.
On the bank of Yanming Lake, Chen Mansion.
More than Xun Yue had passed since the assassination.
As Shangguan Yangyu said, it will take some time to find out who is behind the scenes.
It's just that I heard that the Chang'an government office, the warehouse where the case files are stored, suddenly caught fire, and the relevant files and physical evidence have been burned.
The boss of the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment in the court, who is about to enter his official year, scolded that Shangguan lord a lot.
In addition, the college entrance examination is coming soon, and the three classes of yamen servants in Chang'an government office have to go to maintain order.
The case was shelved.
And that Princess Her Majesty was also restrained by His Majesty, and she was not allowed to leave the Princess Mansion until the day of the college entrance examination.
The attic near the lake, the hallway.
Chen Xuan sat leisurely on a chair carved from precious wood, and on a small mahogany table beside him.
There were two letters, one from the Chang'an government office and one from the princess' mansion.
Chen Xuan had already read the contents of the letter, and it turned out that this was the feeling of being soft-spoken.
As far as the most powerful country in the world is concerned, he, a Taoist who has just met the opportunity given by the Taoist ancestor and has just learned the Taiping Qing Lingshu, is still too human and soft-spoken.
In the millennium of the Tang Dynasty, the master was the town, and above the court, the roots were even more intertwined.
The good thing is that the assassin is really dead, or that the assassin must die. Even if he doesn't kill him, someone will kill him.
As shrewd as Shangguan Yangyu, even a letter of confession was written so vaguely, it was really difficult for this Shangguan.
Chen Xuan could see that the mastermind behind this was very involved.
This is the overall situation, the overall situation of the millennium Tang Dynasty, Shangguan Yangyu respects him from time to time, but fears his means.
Falling bamboo leaves can also kill people. The law of the Tang Dynasty states that you cannot take someone without a certificate.
What’s more, a practitioner?
Qing He, who was studying ink, looked at the two letters on the mahogany table and understood in his heart how difficult it was to find the mastermind behind the scenes.
Chen Xuan picked up the wolf hair and began to copy the Taiping Qing Lingshu, the Taiping Qing Lingshu, also known as the Taiping Jing.
It was passed down by Nanhua, taught to Zhang Jiao, a great virtuous teacher, and Zhang Jiao learned it. Later, he launched the Yellow Turban Uprising and was defeated! Zhang Jiao's three brothers are all dead!
This is the story in the book, but the real story is often more cruel than the story in the book.
That year, in the real story, Zhang Jiao really killed Ling Emperor's destiny.
Using great methods, he forcibly cut off the fate of humanity and died to save the head of Guizhou.
Looking at the three large characters on the blank page of the book, Qing He couldn't help asking: "The Taiping Sutra? What Taoism Sutra is this?"
As the former maidservant of His Highness the Princess, she has studied a lot, but she has never known that there are such Taoist scriptures circulating in the world.
After writing about a thousand characters, Chen Xuan stopped the wolf hair in his hand, looked calmly at the ink that was not completely dry on the page, and said: "This is the Taiping Jing, also known as the Taiping Qing Lingshu, written by Nanhua Daoist .”
"It is the true method of Taoism. If you practice according to this, you can be a true practitioner."
Qing He asked in confusion: "But Haotian Daomen?"
On the Yanming Lake, the breeze gradually picked up.
The surface of the lake, as smooth as a bronze mirror, rippling with waves round after round.
Over and over again, endlessly.
Chen Xuan smiled dumbly, and said: "It's not the Taoism of Haotian, but the Taoism. At first, it was Taoism. Taoism has a family, a door, and teachings, but it has never been added to the Taoism of Haotian."
Thinking about it, Chen, who is still wandering in the South China Sea, would not be willing to add the word Haotian in front of Daomen.
The confusion on Qing He's face deepened, and then he fell into deep silence.
Chen Xuan stood up and held on to the railing, looked at Yanming Lake, and said: "The world has not seen peace for a long time, but now peace has come to the world."
The lack of heaven and earth is a serious illness.
When a person is sick, when he seeks medical advice, he can search for famous doctors everywhere.
There are also people who are taboo about getting sick and avoid medical treatment, and their lives have been ruined.
As is the case with human beings, so is the heaven and earth. The Taiping Sutra handed down by Master Nanhua cures the serious illnesses of heaven and earth.
Heaven, earth, and people are all sick, and there should be peace.
The great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao, from the Taiping Qingling book, realized the true peace, the true cultivation of thousands of years, with the death of one person.
Created a world of great contention, such a great world, even in the years when Emperor Zhou was disqualified, can still bloom brilliantly.
After entering the true tranquility these days, the chanting sound heard by the primordial spirit is no longer the Nanhua Sutra, nor the Taiping Sutra, nor other scriptures.
Some only have the Tao Te Ching, the Tao Te Ching.
Virtue is before Dao, which is called the Dao Jing, the Dao Jing.
What he heard and saw was not the Tao Te Ching left behind by Taoist ancestors, but the Tao Te Ching left behind after thousands of events.
Do things properly and don't lose your heart, that's all he can understand now.
It's just that the assassination was at the north mountain crossing of Minshan Mountain, and the time when those assassins came was very disgusting.
It was a pity that he just saw the back figure in white clothes and turned around.
Then Chen Xuan picked up the exquisite box on the small mahogany table, took out the documents in it, and said: "Qing He, from now on, you are no longer servants of the Princess Mansion, you are a common people."
"People of the Tang Dynasty, I don't know your household registration, so I fell into Chang'an."
"As for the contract of slavery you signed, I have burned all of them."
Qing He took the few contracts in Chen Xuan's hands, which were light and weightless contracts, but felt as heavy as ten thousand catties in her hands.
Ever since she became a slave, she never thought that there would be a day when she would be free again.
The better the nobles treat them, the more they worry.
Qing He knelt down on the ground and gave a great gift, "Mr. Chen's kindness, Qing He and others can't repay him."
Chen Xuan looked at the kneeling Qing He, and casually lifted her up. This gift was worthy of Chen.
Chen Xuan looked at the Taoist scripture that had copied a small part of it, and said: "Being a human being, living between heaven and earth, shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be like this!"
There is a formation in Chang'an City, a formation that shocks the world and the world, and can shock the gods in the sky.
The so-called Shocking God Formation, this is a formation that can easily crush the current life he has cultivated to nothing.
If heaven does not give birth to a master, eternity will be as lonely as the long night.
But according to Chen Xuan, this formation traps people, and the shocking formation also traps people.
The millennium Tang Kingdom was very prosperous, and the history books only record that there were rebel raids in the Tang Kingdom in a certain year and a certain month.
Regardless of the rebellion in the country, the king of Tang raised a large army to conquer foreigners, but who would remember why the rebels rebelled.
I also don't remember whether when the rebels rebelled, they went to the sheriff to complain about their grievances.
Prince and general, would you rather have a kind? This shocking formation has trapped the world for a long time!
I don’t know how long this formation will trap the world.
"Ugh!"
"The breeze blows away."
With a sigh, Yanming Lake once again regained its calm.
Qing He stared at this scene dumbfounded. It turned out that Mr. Chen's cultivation was really high, very high!
(End of this chapter)