Chapter 1944 Newcomers Leave, Old Ones Leave

Now Zhu Sui is in front of the emperor.

There are not many people in the world who can see the emperor at any time, and Zhu Sui is certainly one of them.

The tattered fur hat and old fur coat are gone.

That is the last trace of Wu Zu on him, just like Zhu Sui, the last reflection of Wu Zu's era.

He is dressed neatly, but still hunched.

Patrolling is a hard job, with heavy responsibilities, and it is difficult to do it easily. He couldn't straighten his back for a long time.

The elegant Qingci doctor left, and the emperor's eyes fell quietly on the old man.

Zhu Sui, who was already hunched, became even more hunched, and said in a low voice: "I am here to resign from the emperor."

The emperor's voice was gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring the tired old man: "I have known you since I was in the palace. We have been through many ups and downs over the years. You should know that I have no intention of asking you to move."

"I have been patrolling the night for thousands of years and have long been accustomed to the long nights in Linzi. How could I not want to spend the rest of my life here? However, the job of a night watchman is of great concern. It is to guard the long night for the Great Qi and patrol the mountains and rivers on behalf of the emperor. How can I be worthy of such a mere divine presence?" Zhu Sui said slowly: "I am here to resign, not because of the emperor's intention, nor because of the old minister's heart. It is for the sake of the Great Qi country, so I have to do this."

The emperor of Qi sat cross-legged on the stone platform and suddenly chuckled: "No prisoners, no death. New people leave, old people leave. That's why I call myself lonely and widowed."

This laughter was so faint, as if it had never appeared. Floating in the empty hall, it makes the hall even more empty.

Zhu Sui only said: "You are like the sun and the moon, the feeling of separation is in people, not in the sky."

The voice of the Emperor of Qi became high and distant again, just like the sun and the moon in the clouds: "The long night is hard to see, so there are lanterns. When the clock stops, the gong sounds. Who do you think can take over?"

Zhu Sui said slowly: "The night watchman is not an ordinary job, the emperor should decide for himself."

"I just want to hear your thoughts." The Emperor of Qi said: "After all, you have a bright mind and have been holding lanterns for a thousand years."

Zhu Sui thought about it seriously, and then said: "If the emperor must listen to the old minister's ideas... I think Han Zongguan can do it."

Han Ling had already hinted that he should move to another position. How could Zhu Sui not know?

But he still made such a recommendation.

The emperor asked again: "Who will take over Han Ling's position?"

If Han Ling takes charge of the night watch, his position as the head of the inner officials can only be found among the eight pens and eight attendants, the sixteen eunuchs.

The emperor was also quite curious about who Zhu Sui would favor.

But Zhu Sui only said: "In the inner palace, this old minister has never visited."

"Old man." The emperor said: "Where do you want to live after leaving this position?"

Zhu Sui said slowly: "I still have three lives.

"One life is willing to go to the general's tomb and guard the tomb for the heroic spirits of the Great Qi.

"One life is willing to have ten acres of thin land, cultivate the countryside, and steal the evening leisure.

"One life is still in Kurongyuan. I have been used to it for so many years. I can't fall asleep without listening to the monks chanting. "

"All as the old man wishes." The emperor of Qi thought for a while and said: "It just so happens that someone has given up his fiefdom, so I will allocate ten acres of land for you in Qingyang Town. A Zhengsheng Hall was built locally, which is quite restful. It will be yours in the future. You can live there at leisure. "

The burden of a thousand years was lifted in one day. From now on, I feel relaxed!

Zhu Sui opened his blind eyes, but even the wrinkles on his face seemed to be somewhat relaxed: "Should I thank the emperor or the person who left?"

"You don't need to thank anyone." The Emperor of Qi came down from the stone platform and bowed deeply to Zhu Sui: "I want to thank the old man on behalf of the people of the world!"

Zhu Sui accepted the greeting with dignity.

Then he prostrated himself on the ground, bowed and stood up again.

"There has never been a wiser monarch than Wu Zu and you. I started with Wu Zu and ended with Your Majesty. I have no regrets in this life!"

After saying this, he turned around with his white paper lantern.

There will be no Zhu Sui in the long nights since then.

But people should remember. He once lit up the night of Linzi Street.

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"What do you mean! "

"What do you mean?"

The two people who were talking, one looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, and the other was an elderly monk who was dressed casually and sat casually.

One was white and slightly fat, and the other was yellow and skinny.

If we put aside their identities, this conversation was really ordinary.

You can bump into them several times a day in the streets and alleys.

Of course, maybe we should also put aside this area.

This wilderness itself is nothing special, and there are no valuable resources.

But to its north is the Yinge City of Zhuang State. To its south is the Di City of Mo State.

It is the front line between Zhuang State and Mo State.

As everyone knows, Yinge City is the Mo State in The military stronghold ceded to Zhuang State a few years ago has now become the southern gateway of Zhuang State. Of course, Zhuang State and Mo State, which had old grudges, are now not at the same level at all and cannot be considered opponents.

Mo State is dominated by military strategists and has always been warlike and bloodthirsty, but it will not be stupid enough to repeatedly touch the iron wall with its flesh.

So this old monk has nothing to do with Mo State.

The people of Mo State did not even dare to give him a sip of water, and of course, they did not have the courage to expel him. As for the real mood, it is not for outsiders to say.

At this moment, Zhuang Gaoxian, the emperor of Zhuang State, who was dressed in casual clothes, had a very impatient look in his eyes and suppressed his emotions and said: "Ku Jue, you have thought it through. Does Buddhism want to be an enemy of Taoism?"

I am not afraid of rogues, I am afraid that rogues have strength.

It's not that he wants to come here in person, but there is no second person in Zhuang State who can talk to this lazy monk.

Ku Jue sat carelessly on the ground and picked out his ears with a straw. Hearing this, he showed a shocked expression: "I didn't do anything! I can't even sit still?"

Zhuang Gaoxian said coldly: "I know exactly what you are doing."

"Yes, I know exactly what I am doing. I was sitting in the border of the Mo country basking in the sun, and I was threatened by the emperor of the Zhuang country." Ku Jue tilted his head at him: "Zhuang Guo's hands are so long? Why don't you go to the Xuankong Temple and threaten you? I'm ready!"

Zhuang Gaoxian did not smile playfully with him: "Our country, Dazhuang, is founded here, and it represents Yujing Mountain! If you insist on staying here, you have already posed a threat to the border defense of our country. Don't force me to take any measures. We will fight against each other when the time comes. All armies are marching together, don’t say you didn’t predict what you said!”

"I'm sorry, you little brat! If the Buddha doesn't open his mouth, do you think I'm a clay Bodhisattva?" Kujue threw away the straw he used to pick out his ears, rolled up his sleeves and cursed, and at the same time, he said angrily——

Lying down.

"Come on, step on here! The Buddha really won't leave today. If you can, you will chop him to death! We still don't believe it. I am a real person in Xuankong Temple, sitting on the land of a foreign country, basking in the sun, and... Can you be killed by people from the Zhuang Kingdom? Master Xitian is not as crazy as you!"

Even though Zhuang Gaoxian was talented in eloquence, the other party was only willing to curse.

Even though Zhuang Gaoxian had unparalleled killing power, his opponent would not return the favor.

Even though Zhuang Gaoxian was worried about the danger of mountains and rivers, he was blocked at the door of his house. You will be discovered as soon as you leave the country, and no plan can be laid.

It’s so infuriating!

Zhuang Gaoxian had the intention to kill the old man with one strike. He also had the intention to immediately gather an army and kill the old monk on the spot. But it’s just a thought.

The Eastern Holy Land of Buddhism is by no means a soft persimmon to be pinched.

Yujing Mountain has to be weighed, let alone other Zhuang countries?

During the confrontation, there was a sudden sound of clothes breaking in the wind.

Zhuang Gaoxian turned his head and looked over, and Ku Jue also squinted...

Another bald head!

It's just that compared to the casualness of the yellow-faced old monk, this monk is beautifully dressed. The nine-ring tin staff on his hand sparkled with gold, and the emerald rosary on his neck was of extraordinary color.

Even his face seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light, which was very precious.

As soon as he saw the eyes of the two real people, he quickly stretched out his hands to stop them: "The poor monk is just passing by. You should be beaten and scolded when you should be beaten, continue... continue."

Zhuang Gaoxian looked at him quietly, waiting for him to pass by.

But he stood firm.

The yellow-faced old monk who was lying on the ground suddenly turned over and jumped up. He patted the ashes on his body with concern for his image and said sourly: "The water and soil of Dan Country still nourish people. Look at your shiny face!"

The person who came was none other than Zen Master Zhaohuai of Xumi Mountain, one of the founders of the Yuanshi Dan Alliance on the old site of Dan Kingdom. When the Rendan incident broke out, he was one of the first real people to arrive in Dan Kingdom.

They sat in separate seats, eating deer and getting fat.

He looked at Ku Jue with regret: "You are still so poor."

Feeling of pain and itchy teeth. If there hadn't been an even more hateful Zhuang Xiao'er next to him, he would have stripped off this guy's brocade, stuck out his tin staff, and tried to clean up the Buddhist etiquette!

What the hell! Wearing all the Buddha's gold on yourself!

"There are still many people in this world who need help, and there are many eminent monks and virtuous people who don't have much money. But you are so extravagant in your care!"

"Is this eminent monk you are talking about you?"

"Your grandma's!" Ku Jue slapped his butt and walked away.

If he lets go of scolding and hitting, he feels that Buddha will definitely not fall behind. But if you have to exercise restraint next to Zhuang Gaoxian's son, it would be very difficult for him to play Pili Yangqiu's tricks.

After all, no one is rich, and what's even more despicable is that they are not as senior as others.

The Ku character generation in Xuankong Temple corresponds to the Yong character generation in Xumi Mountain.

Zhaohuai took advantage of the early entrance. In terms of age, he is about the same age as him, but in terms of seniority, the current master of Mount Xumi has to be called Master Uncle.

"Hey! Where is the eminent monk going?" Zen Master Zhaohuai asked further.

Kujue didn't even look back: "Senior monk, great virtue, I am ashamed to be associated with Adu!"

But after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said to Zhuang Gaoxian: "My son named Zhuang, Lord Buddha is going to sit in Chengguo territory now. Do you want to come and take care of me too?"

Without waiting for Zhuang Gaoxian to say anything, he walked away hahahaha.

Very good, let's go block the east gate of Zhuang Kingdom.

There was no emotion or anger on Zhuang Gaoxian's face, he just looked at Zen Master Zhaohuai and said, "Mountain Xumi also has to wade through this muddy water?"

"Ah, Emperor Zhuang misunderstood." Zen Master Zhaohuai seemed very cultivated and much more polite than Ku Jue: "The poor monk is really just passing by."

Zhuang Gaoxian said: "Then you should go."

Zen Master Zhaohuai smiled and said, "I'll stop and take a rest."

Zhuang Gaoxian walked away and returned to Xin'an.

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Going west to the Xingyue Plain, you must pass through the Xu Kingdom.

Jiang Wang knew the two great gods of Xu Kingdom, Mrs. Xidu and the military marshal Fang You.

Of course, today I and Bai Yuxia walked through the streets and alleys, but they didn't attract any attention at all. We just passed by them as usual.

Thinking back to the ferocious beast's lair that he and Yin Guan hid outside Songtao City, he could only eavesdrop on a few orders from Mrs. Xidu and dared not reveal anything he was hiding.

Later, during the Battle of Xingyueyuan, he was able to attend the discussion.

By the end of the Qi-Xia War, every time he passed through the Xu Kingdom, he would receive positive overtures.

Nowadays, I have a tacit understanding to avoid seeing him.

Things in this world are ever-changing and cloudy.

Jiang Wang didn't feel emotional, he just crossed the ridge and climbed the mountain.

"Xiaobai, let me test you." Jiang Wang said: "If we want to live in Xingyue for a period of time, where do you think it is more appropriate to choose to settle down?"

At this moment, they were eating roasted lamb around the stove, cutting each other's bones very cleanly.

They each drank a pot of wine, sipped the wine and ate the meat, and the taste was very delicious.

Bai Yuxia didn't even raise his head, and said while eating: "Tianfeng Valley, it's not far from the largest markets. The Rong State government also set up an official store there, selling wine, meat, spiritual vegetables, and everything."

With his personality, it is impossible for him not to do his homework before going to Xingyueyuan. He has initially selected thirteen places to stay, three of which are in the upper grade, five in the middle grade, and five in the lower grade. He has never considered worse options. And each of these places has more than a dozen advantages and disadvantages. If you want to expand it, it will take a while to finish. So he just picked one.

Jiang Wang took a sip of wine: "Will there be any trouble? You know, I am a quiet person, I just want to practice in peace."

Bai Yuxia said confidently: "With our strength, there is no trouble in Xingyueyuan. If we don't cause trouble for them, they should be grateful."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Wang said: "Then you go and arrange it. Thank you for your hard work."

You are quite considerate, and you can say "hard work"!

Bai Yuxia glanced at him, and finally had nothing to say. He threw the sheep bones into the fire pit, washed his hands, and walked into the dark night outside with a sword.

They were in a mutton shop on the border of Xuguo.

The shop was very small. In addition to the brick-and-tile slaughterhouse, there were only three tents outside, each surrounded by a fire pit, dedicated to roasting sheep.

Those who only eat a few pounds of mutton can sit in the inner room of the slaughterhouse, and those who eat roasted lamb can go to the tent.

Jiang Wang and Bai Yuxia occupied one of the rooms, and found a feeling similar to that of Muguo here.

The store also advertised that they were authentic Northern Shepherd lambs.

I don't know if they were authentic, but the price was quite Northern Shepherd. There was a kind of blood from the True Blood family that flowed to the East Region and was precious.

Bai Yuxia lifted the curtain and walked out, but the wind that rolled in from outside did not stop for a long time, blowing the campfire up and down.

Time passed slowly, and Jiang Wang was not in a hurry.

He had the virtue of thriftiness, slowly cutting off the last piece of mutton, drinking the last sip of wine, taking the cloth soaked in hot water next to him, and slowly wiping his mouth. Then he said quite contentedly: "Guests are guests, do you want to order another sheep for you?"

"No, we have already eaten." A voice responded outside the tent.

The man almost squeezed into the tent, as if he was in a hurry. Wearing a monkey mask, of medium stature, he introduced himself as soon as he came in: "Feng Shen."

The second person came in on the cold wind, or rather, the arrival of this person made the wind even colder. He was not wearing a mask, but his face was very ordinary and not very recognizable. He said in a cold voice: "Wu Si."

The third person who walked into the tent wore a dog-skin hat and a black mask on his face. He walked straight to Jiang Wang and sat down, stretching out his hand to warm himself by the fire: "Why is it so cold in autumn?"

Turning his head back to look at Wu Si: "Can you stay a little further away?"

Then he looked at Jiang Wang and introduced himself with a smile: "I am Chu Xu."

"Chu Xu?" Jiang Wang, who had always been expressionless, seemed to be finally interested at this time, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I remember I killed it."

"Yes!" Chu Xu seemed very proud: "I'm new!"