Chapter 256 The World Is in White (Asking for Monthly Votes)

In June, the heat is getting stronger.

On this day, Zhang Xuansu, who was dressed in plain linen Taoist robes and had white hair and beard like an old immortal, appeared in the dazzling sunshine of Yuelai Inn. He looked up at the entire Yuelai Inn, with turbid eyes that had no waves in the past and present. There are ripples in the air.

Zhao Miao, who was holding an iced sour plum soup behind the counter, saw him, kindly reached up to his neck and said with a smile: "Old Taoist Master, if you are tired from walking, you might as well come in for a bowl of tea and a rest. It's free..."

Zhang Xuansu lowered his head, stared at her for a few seconds, smiled and walked up the steps slowly: "A layman is a blessed person."

"By the good words of the old Taoist priest..."

Zhao Miao stood up happily and made a "please sit down" gesture towards the empty seat at the door. He turned towards the backyard and shouted: "Brother Erniu, bring a pot of tea."

"Wait!"

Yang Ge's voice interrupted Zhang Erniu, who was shouting. He stood up from the mahjong table, walked out slowly with a frown on his face, and shouted to Zhao Miao with a straight face: "I never taught you not to have the intention to harm others. , Is it necessary to be wary of others? Why do you invite all kinds of unscrupulous people to the inn? "

Zhao Miao shrank his neck and was about to respond aggrievedly when he heard the old Taoist priest outside the counter laughing and scolding: "You bastard, even if the Taoist is not your generation, he is still older than you. You know how to respect the old and love the young." don't know?"

Yang Ge narrowed his eyes and responded coldly with an unkind expression while waving to Zhao Miao: "If you want to gain the respect of others, you must have virtues worthy of others' respect. Do you have it?"

Zhao Miao was so smart that he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter and walked a few steps behind Yang Ge. He stood on tiptoes fearfully and looked at the old god with white hair and white beard opposite him.

Zhang Xuansu glanced at Yang Ge's right hand hidden in his big sleeve. He didn't make any move that would cause him to misunderstand, and he didn't dare to make any move that would cause him to misunderstand.

Outside the hall, the sun was blazing and the heat was overwhelming, but at this moment, his heart felt chilly.

He originally thought that when he arrived at Yang Ge's place, the demon king would always be able to have a good talk with him.

But this devil incarnation is clearly murderous at this moment!

He smiled slightly and said: "The old Taoist told you before, you are young, can you stop being so sinister and always thinking the worst about people..."

Yang Ge replied calmly: "I also told you that I am never afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice... I have never been to your Longhu Mountain, right?"

Zhang Xuansu was startled, and suddenly realized: "It's the old Taoist, isn't it? The old Taoist will leave now, can we go out of the city and talk?"

He lived as he pleased for two hundred years. Even going to Ziwei Palace was like going to his own backyard. He had no sense of boundaries.

Yang Ge pondered for a few breaths, opened his mouth and let out a breath, and then slowly relaxed: "That's all, I opened the door to do business, and all the guests came, how can I turn them away... Please take a seat! "

He turned around and made a "please" gesture toward the stairs on the second floor.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuansu suddenly relaxed and stepped forward speechlessly: "Why have you figured it out again now?"

Yang Ge accompanied him upstairs and replied calmly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly realized that you are the one wearing shoes..."

Zhang Xuansu opened his mouth, but didn't dare to answer his words.

The conversation between the two of them was not loud, so the salted fish playing mahjong in the inn had no idea that a land god passed in front of them.

He just looked at Zhang Xuansu with some curiosity and whispered: 'Who is this old man? The second master actually welcomed him in person...'

"Er Niu, serve me some good tea!"

"okay."

…

"Sir, please use your tea slowly!"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Erniu placed a pot of tea in front of Zhang Xuansu and bowed down to the second floor.

Zhang Xuansu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then looked at Yang Ge with some surprise: "The Zhao family didn't send you some good tea? Where is the Dahongpao tree from Wuyi Mountain? Where are the eighteen from Hugong Temple?"

Yang Gequan didn't understand what he was saying. He knocked on the table with his expressionless hand and said softly: "Before I say anything, let me make it clear. This time I will treat you as an old man and won't argue with you. Next time, don’t blame me for bullying you because you are old and weak. I will deal with you first and then attack you in Longhu Mountain.”

Zhang Xuansu put down the tea bowl angrily: "Why don't you believe that this old man really has no ill intentions here?"

Yang Ge replied unmoved: "If I don't believe you have no ill intentions in coming here, do you still have the life to drink tea here?"

Zhang Xuansu shook his head helplessly and said: "You, you..."

Yang Ge said quietly: "Let's talk about it!"

Zhang Xuansu picked up the tea bowl again and took a sip without saying a word.

Yang Ge slowly frowned.

Zhang Xuansu suddenly smiled, tapped the table and said slowly: "Why don't we, gentlemen, make a bet?"

Yang Ge: "What are you betting on?"

Zhang Xuansu: "I bet if the old Taoist doesn't come to look for you today, you will go to Longhu Mountain to look for the old Taoist later!"

Yang Ge: "Lao Deng, am I too polite to you?"

Zhang Xuansu smiled and shook his head: "Young man, be patient... the days are still long!"

Yang Ge was silent.

Zhang Xuansu smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the Feng Shui of your inn is not simple!"

Yang Ge sneered.

Zhang Xuansu said in detail without changing his face: "Have you ever heard that 'if the mountains are not high, immortals will be famous; if the water is not deep, dragons will be spiritual'? The same is true for Feng Shui. Feng Shui nourishes people, and people also nourish Feng Shui."

"Although the terrain here was originally backed by the Dragon Head of Mang Mountain to create momentum and hide the wind, and the door faced the Grand Canal to transport blood and Qi, but the divine capital of Luoyang was in the west, crossing the Zhonglong Dragon Vein, the momentum was blocked, the blood was blocked, the wind could not flow, and the Qi was insufficient. If there is an imbalance between yin and yang, there can only be one pavilion.”

"But because of you Yang Erlang, the aura of this place is higher than that of Luoyang City. The wind is smooth and the dragon aura moves eastward. It looks like a dragon lurking in the abyss and soaring into the sky!"

Yang Ge sneered again.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuansu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Don't believe it?"

Yang Ge said: "You asked me earlier about my faith and how I got to where I am today..."

Zhang Xuansu suddenly became interested and asked: "What? Have you figured it out?"

Yang Ge nodded: "I thought about it for a long time after I came back, and found that I actually believe in a kind of power."

Zhang Xuansu: "Oh, what power?"

Yang Ge said sternly: "For the sake of sacrifice, I dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky!"

Zhang Xuansu was stunned, chewing these fourteen words over and over with an inexplicable expression. After a long time, he was shocked and praised: "What a person who has great ambitions to sacrifice for the sake of sacrifice, and dares to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky." What a person. With such fearlessness and courage, even if Cao Mengde were to be reincarnated, he would never be able to say, "The only heroes in the world are the envoys and Cao Er."

Yang Ge chuckled and said nothing.

Zhang Xuansu also continued drinking tea leisurely and said no more.

Not long after, the violent sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the long street outside the window, and someone cried out sadly: "The mountains collapsed, the world is in ruins, and the whole country is in mourning!"

Hearing this cry, Yang Ge was stunned for more than ten breaths.

It wasn't until a sound of heavy footsteps came from the wooden staircase that he finally came back to his senses.

"Second brother..."

Zhao Miao threw herself into Yang Ge's arms with tears streaming down her face, holding him and crying.

Yang Ge hugged her with his backhand, and his eyes suddenly turned to Zhang Xuansu opposite, and his eyes became fierce and violent in the blink of an eye.

"Don't look at the old man."

Zhang Xuansu waved his hands calmly: "This matter has nothing to do with the old man!"

Yang Ge smashed the square table with one palm and said angrily: "I don't believe it!"

Zhang Xuansu smiled helplessly: "Do you still remember the bet we made just now? The old Taoist knew that you would suspect that this matter was related to the old Taoist, so he came all the way to explain it to you in person... Of course, the old Taoist still wanted to come in Jing went to take a look, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I came to say hello to you in advance. "

Yang Ge stared at him intently: "If you didn't do this, how could you know about it before me?"

Zhang Xuansu sighed and pointed at the roof of the tiles: "You have forgotten again that observing the stars at night is the housekeeping skill of our Zhang family."

Yang Ge: "It's still the same sentence: I don't believe it. If you don't want me to doubt you, then show me the evidence that makes me not doubt you!"

Zhang Xuansu's head was as big as a bucket: "How can you be so unreasonable, you little bastard? What benefits can you gain by harming him? Take ten thousand steps back. If the old master really wants to harm him, when can't he do it? I have to wait until now to deal with you. Yang Erlang's life and death fight? "

Yang Ge still stared at him: "How do I know you're not calling yourself a thief?"

Zhang Xuansu laughed angrily: "A thief is called a thief? How long can you hide it? Is it one year or ten years? How old are you? How old is the old man? Others don't know you Yang Erlang, how can the old man not know you Yang Erlang? Harm him? Then? Aren’t the old people eating arsenic?”

Yang Ge's heart suddenly changed, and he really couldn't figure out Lao Deng's motive for killing Emperor Xiping.

The chair in Ziwei Palace is of great temptation to others, but to Lao Deng, it may not be as comfortable as the chair of their Heavenly Master... The flowing royal family, the iron-clad Sihan Heavenly Master's Mansion, Qufuyan Holy Duke.

Furthermore, as Lao Deng said himself, others don’t know the depth of his Yang Ge, how can Lao Deng not know?

"Then you think..."

Yang Ge tried hard to suppress his anger: "Who did this?"

Zhang Xuansu: "Why are you so sure that it must be man-made? What if he died of old age? He has been emperor for seventeen years, which is not considered a short life."

"You're talking nonsense..."

Zhao Miao raised a little face like a tabby cat from Yang Ge's arms and wailed: "My father was fine during the New Year, and he stayed with us for the New Year. How could he suddenly die suddenly!"

Yang Ge stared at Zhang Xuansu: "You heard, she said you were talking nonsense."

Zhang Xuansu held his forehead with a headache and cried out: "Don't look at the old Taoist. The old Taoist has already said that the old Taoist learned about the emperor's death by observing the stars at night. How did the old Taoist know how he died? If you must ask the old Taoist, then All I can say is...it’s God’s will!”

Before Yang Ge could ask any more questions, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from far away and approaching quickly.

He didn't even need to look, he knew that Zhao Hong must be back...

He sighed heavily and lamented in his heart: 'Okay, why did it suddenly happen like this? ’

Even if he has not studied the Twenty-Four Histories, he knows that the time when the throne changes is when a dynasty is at its weakest. At the least, the situation of the government is shaken and the government is in chaos. At the worst, it takes a turn for the worse and the world is in chaos!

Although he often said that Emperor Xiping was stubborn and petty, it is fair to say that Emperor Xiping was quite capable and had the heart to do things.

Although Zhao Hong's temperament has improved over the past few years, he still has to practice for at least another ten years if he wants to catch up with his father's rank!

The great Tang Dynasty prospered and declined in just over ten years from its peak in the Kaiyuan era...

At this thought, Yang Ge also had mixed feelings and confusion.

Not long after, Zhao Hong rushed up to the second floor. He was still wearing sackcloth and shorts. His rolled-up trouser legs were caked with mud. His hands, feet, and face were all tanned by the harsh midsummer sun.

He held on to the handrail of the stairs and shouted in a hissing voice, also filled with tears: "It belongs to the big shopkeeper!"

Yang Ge waved to him without looking back, still looking directly at Zhang Xuansu opposite, and said solemnly: "At this critical moment, don't go to Beijing to cause trouble. After this matter is over, I will accompany you for a while. A trip to the capital, and besides..."

"If the emperor becomes ill from overwork and dies of old age, then that's it."

"If it hadn't been... whoever did it, he would have died!"

Zhang Xuansu lowered his eyelids and was silent for a moment, then sighed: "My friend, you must know that God's will is like a knife. Small trends can be changed, but big trends are hard to violate!"

"I don't want to bullshit you!"

As soon as he heard that he mentioned God's will again, Yang Ge felt so annoyed that he wanted to kill someone.

But this time, it wasn't him who thought Lao Deng was talking nonsense.

But he faintly discovered that things in the world seemed to be moving in the direction that Lao Deng said.

"I'll say the ugly things first!"

Yang Ge suppressed the irritability and powerlessness in his heart, and said with murderous intent: "People in the world just have some hope of having enough to eat. Anyone who wants to extinguish their hope will be killed and buried. If you don't believe in evil, Just come over, I, Yang Erlang, will catch them all!"

Zhang Xuansu opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

But thousands of words turned into a sigh in the end.

Yang Ge ignored him, stood up and said to Zhao Miao and Zhao Hong, "Let's go, I'll take you two back to Beijing!"

…

The golden sword energy cut through the sky, passed through half of Luoyang City, and landed outside Ziwei Palace.

As soon as they landed, Zhao Miao and Zhao Hong wanted to break free from his arms and rush into the palace gate. Although many Jinwu guards on duty outside the palace gate recognized the three of them at a glance and put away their swords and guns to make way for them, but However, Yang Ge still held the two siblings firmly in place.

Not long after, Tang Xiong, dressed in plain clothes, rushed out, met Yang Ge and the Zhao siblings, clasped his hands from a distance and said, "Thank you, Lord God!"

Yang Ge let go of the two siblings. The two siblings ignored Yang Ge and rushed into the palace gate wiping their tears.

Tang Xiong clasped his hands towards Yang Ge again, turned around and commanded a large number of Jinwu guards to escort the two siblings into the palace.

Yang Ge stood alone outside the palace gate, looking blankly at the Ziwei Palace, which was crying loudly, and then looked back at Luoyang City, which was covered with white silk ribbons and snow-white paper money flying in the sky. It was obviously the height of summer, but it seemed like a cold winter. The twelfth lunar month.

He lowered his eyelids and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Humanity is full of flowers in Luoyang, but it's not spring when I come..."