Old Gong always wants to feed me fat

Chapter 31 Dynasty Afterglow

"Weisheng, look at that man, why is he always staring at me?"

Wei Sheng opened his eyes sleepily.

On the opposite side of the post road stood a skinny man with a gray complexion, like a standing zombie, staring straight at Candou Mountain, Cang Dou Mountain could clearly see his face, with red eyes, high cheekbones, like a ghost And like a ghost.

Weisheng turned his head and glanced at Cangdoushan: "Well...you are a bit fatter than me."

Cang Doushan looked puzzled.

"I think...he probably wants to eat you. It's okay, we are still alive, two against one, we are still monks, so we are not afraid of him." After finishing speaking, he went to sleep again.

Cang Doushan was really startled by his words, and it took him a long time to recover.

Along the way, similar phenomena are actually not rare.But Weisheng deliberately blocked it, not letting him see it.

Not letting him see it doesn't mean he can't guess, but he never thought that the hungry people have become so vicious.

Weisheng squinted until it was three poles above the sun, the hard-won warm sun in winter made people feel warm all over.The evil ghost walked away, and suddenly fell down while walking, Weisheng squinted his eyes and set up an arbor with his hands: "Ouch."

"Is it dead?"

"Yes." Weisheng stood up and yawned, "Let's go, Eldest Young Master, we're not far from Wang Jing, I'll give you a good life right away! There's roast suckling pig! There's also fruit!"

As soon as the two of them walked until noon, the majestic city wall of Dongkang came into view from afar. It was as majestic as a mountain made by gods. In the imperial city, the enchantment is constantly fluctuating due to the influence of the flow of people.

This is Dajing's Wang Jing.Cang Doushan looked at it, thinking of the royal city of the Yu Dynasty, compared with it, the royal city of the Yu Dynasty was still a little worse.

Walking to the bottom of the city wall, there was a row of black refugees sitting under the wall, all of them looked pale and skinny.The entrance of the city gate was seriously ill and guarded. Several soldiers checked the people who entered the city separately. Anyone who could not pay the certain fee to pass the city was rushed to the base of the wall to join the refugees.

Weisheng money was ready, and it was suppressed by Cangdou Mountain.The two of them lined up in front of the soldiers, showing off their aura of cultivation. The soldiers looked at them for a while, probably feeling a little strange about their tattered attire, which looked like refugees, so they let them go without saying anything.

Wei Sheng wondered, "You knew earlier?"

"The purpose of setting up cards to collect money is to stop refugees, but monks will definitely be excluded." Looking around from Cangdou Mountain, the prosperity of Wangjing is similar to that of Wenjin County, but the scale is larger, and there are more people on the street. The refugees from the dark outside are completely two different worlds, like heaven and hell, "it can be regarded as a little privilege of monks."

They found an inn to stay, headed back and boldly counted the mountain of treasures, planning what to do in the future.

Dongkang Center, Zhengqing Palace, Emperor Gao Jiamu is grinding stones.

As an emperor, he didn't like to participate in politics or ministers. For decades, he only focused on one thing: grinding stones.In order to satisfy this hobby, he has not been to court for nine years.

The gate of the Zhengqing Palace opened slowly, and when Chao Shoufu walked in, he came to report on his work.What things were approved before the report, how are they doing now, what things are approved now, and who is entrusted to handle them-even if the emperor wholeheartedly grinds the stone, he doesn't know if he listens, he still talks, as if he is in Report to the air.

Today he unexpectedly did not follow the procedure, and said straight to the point: "Ningshangfu's rebels have been wiped out."

"Ah, good news, I am very pleased." Gao Jiamu replied perfunctorily.

The first assistant held back his anger and said: "The 40 heavy army killed more than [-] people, and the repair troops suffered heavy losses. Ningshangfu's million catties of food was burned, the price of food in Beijing and China skyrocketed, and there are tens of thousands of refugees outside Dongkang City These, I believe, with His Majesty's ingenuity, should have been foreseen a long time ago."

"Of course I know." Gao Jiamu said in a casual tone, "What I can foresee, Ai Qing, you can also foresee. You must have already prepared for it? No matter how bad it is, there is the Queen Mother, no need I worry too much."

Shoufu almost lost his temper and yelled out of composure: "No, the treasury is out of money!"

Gao Jiamu stopped the water stool, propped his chin with one hand, and seemed to be serious: "No money?"

"Yes! I have no money!" The Chief Assistant's face was livid, and he couldn't do anything without money, and it was very difficult to maintain the normal expenses of the court personnel.

Gao Jiamu sighed: "Ai Qing, don't be so irritable. If you don't have money, you can go to those rich businessmen to ask for it. If it's really not possible, you can ask my relatives for tens of thousands of taels. The queen mother must have a way."

The chief assistant hehe: "Your Majesty is not afraid that they will rebel?"

"They dare? I am the master of the world. They rebelled, and their masters were unknown. Like the Northwest Mutiny, they were just bewitched by evil cultivators." Dao Pa waved his hand perfunctorily, "Ai Qing, you can do whatever you want, I have no conditions I support you, if the Empress Dowager blames you, I will help you block it."

Shoufu took several deep breaths, really angry and helpless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He was about to leave when Gao Jiamu suddenly stopped him: "Aiqing, have you changed the incense?"

The chief assistant was slightly surprised, and did not deny it: "Yes, does your Majesty think that the change of ministers is a bad smell?"

"No, the new incense you replaced smells good." Gao Jiamu continued to grind the stone with his head down, "But in comparison, I prefer the apricot altar mist you used before."

"The minister went back and exchanged it."

"No need."

The palace gate of the Zhengqing Palace was slowly closed. Gao Jiamu ground the stone for a while, and suddenly threw the file out forcefully. The file fell on the gold brick, broke the edge, and a small piece of it jingled and rolled out.

He felt tight in his chest and couldn't breathe.After hammering several times, the eunuch who was standing in the dark came out fearfully: "Your Majesty, be careful of the dragon's body."

Zhengqing Palace was so quiet that only the sound of Gao Jiamu's heavy breathing remained, as if he would die at any moment: "Call Huang Jie to come here, hurry up!"

The chief eunuch said repeatedly, and hurried to Diche Palace to invite Princess Mingru.

Princess Mingru was learning flower arranging from the female officer at this time, and when she heard Gao Jiamu summoning her, she showed a look of boredom: "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty is not in a good mood." The eunuch only dared to say that.

Princess Mingru hehe: "Did Fu Hege come and make him angry?"

The eunuch told the truth: "Master Fu changed the incense."

Mingru smiled: "Forget it, my brother is pitiful enough." After clapping her hands, the palace lady came over with a golden basin filled with water.Mingru washed her hands, wiped them dry, and touched up her makeup in a leisurely manner before driving to Zhengqing Palace.

Gao Jiamu kicked stones in the main hall of the Zhengqing Palace. The fluorite was brittle. After a few kicks, the stone skin shattered, and soon shattered into several pieces. Gao Jiamu picked the biggest piece of broken stone and kicked it. It was broken into pieces. Replace it with another piece.Kicking and kicking the broken fluorite all over the ground, like stars scattered all over the ground.

Seeing this scene, Princess Mingru frowned in disgust. She rubbed her shoes on such a ground, and it was easy to fall down. She had to be careful every time she walked.

When Gao Jiamu saw her, his eyes lit up, and he cheered, "Sister!" Fei threw himself into her arms, with such force that she took a few steps back before barely standing still.

Mingru lowered her head and showed a soft smile, knowingly asked: "What's wrong? Why are you losing your temper?"

Gao Jiamu didn't speak, but buried his head in his sister's arms.Mingru patted him on the back: "You are old enough to not indulge in these little tricks all the time. Mr. Shoufu works day and night on state affairs, so you should be considerate and considerate of him."

Gao Jiamu let go of his hand suddenly, bit his lower lip and said bitterly: "I don't want to!"

"Then tell him." Mingru said in a pitiful and contemptuous tone, these words made Gao Jiamu's face turn pale, and his resentful expression disappeared, replaced by annoyed powerlessness.

"My silly brother." Mingru took his sign language and persuaded him earnestly, "I have told you countless times, you are the emperor, there is nothing in the world that you can't get. There are many ways, it's up to you Whether you want to use it or not."

"I don't want to force him..." Gao Jiamu hesitated.

Mingru smiled: "Why did I ask you to force him? He will force himself." She held his hand tightly, and slowly read: "Under the world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's land?" Minister. The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die. Have you forgotten, who taught you this sentence?"

The sunset in the palace was as bright as blood, and the palace walls were too tall to cover the afterglow of the sunset, so most of the area fell into darkness early.

The same is true for the inn rooms booked by Candou Mountain and Weisheng.

The lighting was extremely bad, and the surrounding area of ​​the inn was full of small five-story buildings, crowded together.Open a window and you can face to face with your neighbors.

The proprietress of the inn is also extremely stingy, so she turned off the lights in the whole store early, and the lights were in the dark.Weisheng came back from shopping outside and almost went to the wrong room.

Cangdoushan was meditating while waiting for him to come back, when he heard the door creak and open, he immediately lost his mind about cultivation and said anxiously, "What did you buy?"

Weisheng pulled over the small square table, took out two packs of still steaming lotus leaf rice, and a bottle of yellow peach soaked in sugar water: "Fresh, everything Wang Jing buys is expensive, so let's make do with it."

Cangdou Mountain first went to eat candied yellow peaches. I don’t know if they were not sealed well. It tasted a slight smell of alcohol, and the skin of the yellow peaches was not clean, so I could swallow it.The lotus leaf rice is golden and fragrant with bacon, ham and eggs.He ate it all in one go, extremely satisfied.

Weisheng washed his face, sat down to practice after eating lotus leaf rice, and slept in the open air all the way to Wangjing, so he hardly practiced hard.

As soon as he entered the cultivation state, he entered the Black Sea almost immediately.

It's been a long time since we saw each other, Weisheng looks at the Black Sea with a little more cordial feeling, and absorbs spiritual power much faster than usual.

Cangdoushan filled his stomach and practiced along with him, and was silent for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden knock on the door, with such force that it seemed that they wanted to smash the door into pieces. The two woke up almost at the same time, and looked at each other. : "Wait a minute."

The knock on the door continued, the two waited for a while, the knock stopped suddenly, and then the knock on the door upstairs, with the same force and the same frequency.

"What's the situation?" Wei Sheng looked puzzled.

Cang Doushan felt that a good opportunity had come to point him out: "You try to imagine that your five senses are materialized, spreading outward, like the wind, spreading to the limit."

Weisheng tried according to his words, but at first he couldn't get the point, and slowly found out a little feeling: like sleepwalking, consciousness is like water dripping on white paper, and the water slowly spreads.

Consciousness can dimly touch the boundaries of some things, like a blind man walking.

When he touched the upstairs, the knock on the door disappeared immediately, and a gust of wind blew by, causing him to shiver, his whole body was cold, and his hazy consciousness disappeared all of a sudden.

"What do you feel?" Candoushan looked expectant.

"The cold wind makes my skin crawl."

Cang Doushan nodded: "Yes, the one who knocked on the door is actually a lonely ghost. It is different from the surrounding aura, and it is easy to 'see' when it expands its consciousness."

Weisheng nodded, thought of a question, and asked doubtfully, "There are quite a few people with cultivation in this inn, right? Why didn't anyone come out to drive this ghost away?"

"Everyone is dead, so what do you care about with the dead?" Cang Doushan said, "Actually, decent monks are very restricted, and they can't do anything casually, regardless of ghosts or people. Therefore, most monks are very low-key and fearful, because even if they arouse the disgust of the people, they will not be able to do anything about the practice." There are also disadvantages to the avenue."

The fierce knock on the door echoed in the dark inn, left and right, up and down, almost all the guest rooms were knocked on.

No one came out.