Chapter 80: Heavenly White Jade Capital

Zhu Youjian was happy in his heart, and this was not false.

He did what many people had not done before - accepting his mediocrity, that he was at most a prince, and was not suitable to be an emperor at all.

He thought it through and became broad-minded and fat. Even if someone contacted him privately and wanted to plot something, he would report it without hesitation.

After many years in Zhongjing, he accepted the idea of ​​the Han family as the main body, so he was naturally happy to see this situation.

"Has Mr. Xu Taigong known about this news?"

"No."

"I told him in person."

On the outskirts of Zhongjing, there is a Changle Palace that is warm in winter and cool in summer. This is the retirement place of the retired emperor Xu Guangting.

It is so comfortable to be surrounded by mountains and rivers.

In the pavilion on the lake, Xu Guangting, who is much older and thinner, is basking in the sun. He was fierce and vicious when he was young, and he endured for many years. He bribed the barbarian generals to kill his father-in-law. After years of meditation and practice, his temperament has become much kinder.

The main reason is that he gave birth to two good sons, each of whom has achieved success, while Xu Guangting enjoys the fruits of his labor and has a status that he never dared to dream of before. Can his life be more fulfilling?

At this time, a young man came to visit and said, "Grandpa, the King of Yueyang wants to see you."

"Oh? Please invite him in quickly."

Soon, Zhu Youjian arrived with his servants.

"Xiao Zhu, come, sit down." Xu Guangting warmly invited the former emperor to sit down.

Zhu Youjian is the luckiest last monarch in the world. No one else lives as well as he does, and can wander around. Of course, this may be related to his experience. Since he experienced the gates of hell and a period of displacement, his personality has changed drastically.

"The northern capital has been taken down, the barbarians have fled in panic, and China has been restored."

"Good! Great, you stay today, we won't go home until we are drunk."

After the banquet, Xu Guangting lay on the bed, and in a daze, he felt that he was really enjoying the world's blessings.

The only one he felt sorry for was his eldest son Xu Xuan.

The eldest son was taciturn since childhood. At that time, the Xu family had a business, and he neglected to care for his son, which led to the fact that the two of them did not have a good relationship. He had treated him badly since he was a child.

He even suppressed him for the sake of the second son and turned a blind eye to the deeds of the fierce woman. Thinking of this, Xu Guangting wanted to say sorry to Xu Xuan, but he didn't know if he would have the chance to say it.

...

"Hateful!!"

"The tyrant evil thief destroyed my Taoist lineage! Heaven will destroy him! Heaven will destroy him!"

A group of pseudo-Qian civil and military officials were locked in a prison car, passing by Caishikou, welcoming the people's curses and stones.

Among them were the Yanshenggong family, the Hong family, the Fan family, etc., and they were charged with treason, deceiving the emperor, colluding with barbarians, and killing people.

Yanshenggong was not innocent. He had contributed three points to the rebellion of the religious army in various places, and even personally called on believers to uphold the orthodoxy and eliminate the evil thieves.

They were punished for multiple crimes. They faced genocide. The lightest was the extermination of three clans, and the heaviest was naturally the extermination of nine clans.

They were unwilling to give up, they roared, trying to awaken the "conscience" in people's hearts and overthrow the terrifying dynasty in front of them.

Some people roared in anger, while others looked ashen and closed their eyes.

They knew they had already lost, and it was useless to resist.

The only pity was their reputation after death. If they succeeded, it would be fine, and future generations would help them wash it; if they failed, they would be infamous for thousands of years.

The prisoners were dragged to Caishikou under the gaze of the soldiers and civilians in the city. Except for the main criminal who was lingchi, the rest were all beheaded.

These people were far from all. Long before the order was issued, the court troops went to their hometowns to arrest people.

The tallest building in the capital was under martial law. There were two people on the top, one was young and elegant; the other was a middle-aged man with a goatee and slightly white skin showing that he had a high status.

These people were the brothers Xu Yong and Xu Xuan.

Neither of them had any opinion on the killing below, after all, they were the decision makers.

Xu Yong's three views come from Xu Xuan, and the two have always been doing things to avoid future troubles.

Never believe in the wisdom of future generations, and never mistakenly believe that future generations can follow their own methods. After all, the environment in the future may be different from the present.

So what if he was killed? No matter whether others think it is cruel or not, the person who was killed will not have any descendants to make trouble.

Looking at his brother's unchanged appearance, Xu Yong secretly sighed that time has changed too fast, and now Xu Yong looks like his elder brother.

In a few years, he will become like his father and grandfather; while Xu Xuan will still be as charming as ever.

"Brother, where should I make the capital? Zhongjing or Beidu? Beidu is easier to control the grassland and Liaodong."

"Let's make Zhongjing the capital, and Nanjing and Beidu the secondary capitals. For the next period of time, you stay in the north to stabilize the situation. Within ten years, you will take back Mobei and the border areas. That's basically it. Don't be idle at home. Do what you need to do. Have you developed the steam engine?"

"There is a prototype, but it's not practical. We planted rubber on Qiongdao. It should be much better if we add rubber. Five years, it will definitely be successful within five years." Xu Yong suddenly remembered something and said, "It may take three months to prepare for the coronation ceremony."

"Okay, I'll wait for you for three months."

Three months later, Xu Xuan will go back to retreat.

After Xu Xuan returned to Taiyi Temple, he handed a booklet to Li Jianxing.

"This is the story of Xie Ziran, the immortal in the Tang Dynasty. According to historical records, most of the stories are true. The last place where Xie Ziran disappeared was in Zhongnan Mountain. You can send someone to look for him when the time comes."

"Okay!" Li Jianxing was a little excited. Their ancestor was one of the disciples of Xie Ziran. How could he not be happy to hear the news of his ancestor suddenly.

"Some people have already gone to Siam, Jiaozhi, and they will probably be back in a while."

"Okay."

After Li Jianxing finished his report, Xu Xuan said that there was nothing wrong before he left.

The door was closed, Xu Xuan turned into a mirror, and Hong Yi was still sleeping. The good news was that the wounds on this guy's body began to heal, and it seemed that it really worked.

We still have to observe.

"The big net has been spread out according to the clues. Next, you just need to practice quietly and wait for the time."

Among the many clues, the information about Xie Ziran is the most authentic. Not only the official history books record it, but also someone from Taiyi Dao has seen Xie Ziran casting spells. The strange thing is that as long as Xie Ziran leaves the dojo, he will not release spells immediately and become an ordinary person.

Taiyi Dao tricked Xie Ziran out and chased him all the way to the vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain. In the end, Xie Ziran disappeared. Taiyi Dao searched for a thousand years, trying to find the traces of his inheritance, but unfortunately found nothing.

Some people also rumored that Xie Ziran was just a magician and there were many mechanisms in the dojo. Later, they checked and did not find the so-called mechanisms.

So this became a mystery that was passed down. Taiyi Taoist priests often appeared in Zhongnan Mountain, and their figures were like ghosts. The reputation of this mountain became greater and greater.

However, they have been searching for many years, but they have not found Xie Ziran's inheritance so far.

Not only Taiyi Dao is interested, but Xu Xuan is also very interested. What did Xie Ziran discover that made him able to release spells?

The spiritual energy on the Phoenix Stone can evaporate naturally, and by the Tang Dynasty, there was basically nothing left.

This can only be solved after it is found.

"Shape-changing (disguise method) Flying Cloud Curse, Summoning Wind Method... When you have nothing to do, practice these three spells."

Xu Xuan took out the spiritual stone and practiced according to the records in the book.

Time passed slowly, three months later.

The Hufeng in the capital was swept away, the flow of people increased a lot, and the city was repaired.

Officials from the south have also rushed here in the past few months,

riding horses, taking boats... probably a few days ago, the capital has restored the clothes of the homeland, and the faces of the people are less numb and more smiling.

Happiness is contrasted. After experiencing the three monsters of the late Ming Dynasty, Dashun, and the pseudo-Qian, the later ones just need to be a little normal, which is enough to make them happy.

The crowd gathered at the Tiandi Temple in the east of the city. The huge square is divided into two layers, inner and outer. There is a nine-story Qigu Altar in the center of the interior. According to the ritual system, civil and military officials and royal relatives are located in the east, west, south and north.

The outer wall was demolished, and at the same time, the debris that blocked the view was removed, so the view was wider and the people could see the altar.

Many soldiers divided the crowd into groups and strictly guarded the order.

The people did not make trouble, because they heard that the gods would come out today. If they made trouble in such an occasion, they would be punished by the gods.

Ding!

The Hongzhong Dalu sounded, and Li Jianxing, as the chief priest, presided over the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heaven, announcing the restoration of China to the ancestors, gods, and emperors of all dynasties, and confirming that the Xu family was orthodox.

The Tiandi Temple was specially arranged, and the sound could be spread far away, adding a solemn and majestic aura.

The civil and military officials and the emperor performed sacrifices according to the rules. The emperor walked the "Shendao" and the civil and military officials walked the "Wangdao".

This ceremony was just a process. It should be nothing to see, but it was a bit boring and difficult, but everyone still had a kind of expectation in their hearts.

Wow!

At this time, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the white clouds parted, revealing the bright sunlight.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the fire dragon on the national flag soared in the sky, baring its fangs and claws, showing its majesty.

The white-clothed immortal came on the clouds, his eyes were filled with purple light, floating in the clouds, often with feathers, not stained by peach and plum blossoms.

Just like the immortal of Baiyujing in the sky.

It was another miracle on a large scale, and this time more people saw it; it brought shock to people, and some scholars wondered whether the people under the rule of Huangdi were also shocked in this way?