Chapter 0882 The Split of Imperial Capital

Her name is Zeng Fu.

She lives alone in a secluded courtyard near the palace. She is busy every day, keeping this small house clean, and there is no room for a visible dust in her eyes. Because of her excessive cleanliness, she has very few friends. , except for the occasional trip to the palace, she almost never leaves home. Food and daily necessities are provided by the royal family on a regular basis, and she does not have to contact the outside world.

Therefore, when there was a knock on the door outside, Zeng took a while to react, folded the rag and put it on a special plate, washed his hands and dried them again, and then stepped out of the house to open the door.

The guests outside were not in a hurry and just waited quietly.

Mu Xingqiu came to visit Zeng Fu at the suggestion of the Dragon Demon. Mr. Qin followed behind him, his face blank and lost, as if he was still savoring the aroma he smelled before, and seemed to be thinking about some difficult problem.

Zeng Fu opened the door and looked at the almost unchanged face. He was slightly startled, and then said with a smile: "Why are you dressed like this? Can you practice inner elixir while farming now? Come in, this old man Sir...can the little donkey be left outside? It seems to be shedding..."

Zeng Fu's home has a bit of the style of the Ancestor Fengtai Courtyard. It is spotless and the decoration is simple. There are almost no superfluous things. The tables and chairs are only coated with a thin layer of varnish, and the drinks for guests are cool well water. The food is plain snacks, and there are some bronze utensils placed in the room, which are all ordinary and have no blessing spells.

Although the hospitality was simple, Zeng Fu was busy back and forth for a while. After watching Mu Xingqiu and the old man drink water and eat snacks with satisfied expressions, she smiled again, "I can't believe it. Rumor has it that you are dead."

Zeng Fu had no Taoist roots and could not practice cultivation, but his character was very much like that of a Taoist priest. He looked down upon life and death and did not change his mind even after living among ordinary people for more than twenty years.

"I almost died, but fortunately, I escaped. Zuo Liuying also escaped." Mu Xingqiu looked at Zeng Fu. She was old, and the corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles. There were even more wrinkles when she smiled, but she still Loves to laugh.

"Zuo Liuying has lived long enough. It would be a pity if you died... Where did he go to play?" Zeng Fu had no information and knew nothing about what happened in Yelin Town.

"He went to Xiaohao to get his original body."

"Then what kind of body is he using now? Forget it, don't tell me, I don't understand and I can't imagine it. Anyway, he is very capable and can do whatever he wants." Zeng Fu waved his hand, as if such a movement could do it. Driving Zuo Liuying away, "Where's your little follower Baldy? Over the years, I've missed him the most...forget it, needless to say, alas, poor little guy."

Mu Xingqiu just lowered his eyes, and Zeng Fu guessed the result. He sighed several times for the bald man, and then smiled and said: "Let me guess, you definitely didn't come to me to reminisce about old times. It seems that you have heard about Huang Jing. Something happened."

Changes happened to Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao - this name is rarely called nowadays. She is the leader of the Monk Legion of the Holy Talisman Dynasty, known as "Shuai Pei" or "Shuai Xiu". This legion is closely related to Hong Kong. The sects are closely related, but they do not belong to each other - the original reason is very simple, even a bit funny, stemming from a dispute: in the battle of Wangshan, who had more credit, the talisman master or the monk.

The argument was harmless at first. After the tragic victory, the Shengfu Dynasty was willing to reward any survivor. No one expected that ten years later, almost the year when the new imperial capital was built, the argument became out of control and even caused a dispute. The market is divided.

No one knows how the dispute evolved to this point. Many small things accumulated together. Everyone felt that they were justified and felt that they had been wronged. The anger in their hearts grew stronger and stronger, and finally had to be vented publicly.

Starting about seven or eight years ago, the relationship between the Talisman Master and the monks could no longer maintain a balance. Overt and covert fights occurred frequently, and there were even casualties. On the surface, they were personal grudges, but deep down they were competing for merit.

For Fu Lu Master, Long Binhui is the foundation of human dynasties in the past. It has played the most important role in the Battle of Wangshan and in previous battles. And the monks - privately, Fu Lu Master still says They are "loose cultivators" - they have served the dynasty for only twenty years. Before that, they were usually outlaws, and even had close contacts with the demon clan, and were the targets of Long Binhui's arrest.

The monks knew exactly what the Talisman Masters thought. To them, this was like a conspiracy: first they deceived them into joining the war to defend the Holy Talisman Dynasty, and then after the war was won, they would then kill them all. They were vigilant for this. Angry, because they thought they had a choice in the beginning. If all the casual cultivators defected to the Sacrificial Country or the Wangshan Half-Devils, it would not be Long Binhui who was giving orders to humans at this time.

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao were the leaders of the Longbin Society and the monks respectively. At first, they tried their best to control their complaints and generously rewarded their merits in the hope of settling the matter. However, they failed. When the Fu Lu Master and the monks broke openly, There was also a rift between them, with rumors that the couple had not lived together for years.

"Alas, Prince Xin and Xiao Qingtao are fighting a war that is doomed to fail." Zeng Fu still used the old name for them. She had been watching with cold eyes for many years. She knew very little about the specific things, but she could see the overall situation more clearly. "The fight between the talisman master and the monk is like the dust in this room. This bit and that bit seems to be clean at first glance. But if you look closely, it is everywhere. You have to wipe it away all the time. But who has such dust? How long? As long as you don't pay attention, dust will quietly accumulate, and by the time you notice, it will be dirty. "

Zeng Fu stared at Mu Xingqiu's straw hat. There was a small piece of debris on the brim of the hat that was teetering on the edge, like a scout with malicious intentions that might attract swarms of enemies at any time.

Ordinary people don't know much about this increasingly serious split, and both parties have their own opinions. Zeng Fu is a rare neutral insider. Long Mo suggested that Mu Xingqiu ask her about the situation, which once again proved her Discerning.

Needless to say, this increasingly heated debate must be related to the instigation of the demon species. Mu Xingqiu still wondered about that: why about 30% of the talisman masters were not possessed by the demon.

Zeng Fu couldn't answer this question. She didn't know that demons still existed. Like ordinary civilians, she thought that the Battle of Wangshan had completely eliminated the threat of demons.

"I rarely see monks in the city. Where have they gone?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"They are all in the Five Elements Camp outside the city. They are five military camps built by Xiao Qingtao based on the principles of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. The monks and the talisman masters do not trust each other. They will fight if they can't say a few words when they meet, so the two sides have drawn up their respective camps. The sphere of influence rarely crosses the boundary. The city is the territory of the Talisman Master. It is said that there is an area in the Northeast City that belongs to the monks. I have never been there and don’t know much about it. "

Zeng Fu hadn't said so many words for a long time. He felt his throat was a little dry. He drank some water and took a deep breath. "It'll be fine if you come."

"I'm afraid I can't stop this fight now. Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao... may have some changes." Mu Xingqiu failed to get rid of the demonic thoughts of the Hongxiu Society members in Duanliu City, let alone in the imperial capital. It will succeed. Mr. Qin has not found a good way to upgrade the inner elixir to the realm of obeying the sun until now. He can only wait.

Mu Xingqiu smiled and shook his head, "I don't have that much ability."

"Really? I've always had a good impression of you. I thought you cast a spell on me."

Mu Xingqiu laughed even louder, and then he asked: "Where are Emperor Ci and Empress Xun? How did they do it?"

Zeng Fu frowned slightly and thought for a while, "Emperor Ci is still the same as before. She remains impartial in everything and rarely interferes directly. Empress Xun...how can I put it best? Her changes are more obvious than anyone else. "

"Really?" Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised. The Queen Xun in his memory had clear goals and firm will, and should be the one who had changed the least.

"I go to the palace to see her every month and chat with her. She doesn't care much about things now. No, I should say she doesn't care about anything at all. She has no children herself and concentrates on raising the children of several concubines. Other than that, she Writing and painting. I told her about the dispute between the talisman master and the monk, but she was not interested at all. She said that she should 'let nature take its course', and her tone was very similar to that of a Taoist priest. "

Mu Xingqiu could not imagine how frustrated Xin Youxun was.

"The war hurt her a lot." Zeng Fu defended Queen Xun, "I think she can no longer bear the scene of killing tens of millions of people with her own words. After all, she is not a real Taoist priest."

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while, "Do you have any news about Yang Qingyin and the others?"

"No, it is said. It is just said that her relationship with Shengfu Dynasty is not very good. There have been some disputes and they have not been in contact with each other for a long time."

Mu Xingqiu expected that this would be the case. He thought for a while, analyzed the situation in the imperial capital, and found that magic was of even less use here. Unless Mr. Qin could immediately teach him how to safely remove the evil thoughts, he would intervene rashly. It will only make the division more serious.

"I want to see Queen Xun," he said.

Zeng Fu opened his eyes wide again, and then slowly smiled, "Okay, I will enter the palace as usual in three days, and I will ask Queen Xun for her opinion - you still believe in her and think she can turn things around, right? "

Mu Xingqiu nodded. Out of the impressions he had from many years ago and some intuition, he chose to start with Queen Xun among all the considerations.

"I hope you are right, but you must also be prepared and don't be too disappointed. Queen Xun has really changed a lot."

The crumbs on the brim of the hat finally fell on the table. Zeng Fu caught it in his hand, not giving it a chance to destroy the cleanliness. "I'll pass a message for you. You can also pass a message for me. Tell Zuo Liuying... I I miss him very much, but I don’t want him to come see me. My daughter is old and my father is still so young. After all, it is an embarrassing thing and I can’t help but feel jealous.”

Zeng Fu showed a bright smile, which was both submission to aging and resistance to it.