Chapter 816 Long Xing

south.

Jiangzhou Prefecture.

With long hands and long legs, Du Longzi, who looked like an ape, stared blankly at the sky.

Even in the daytime, he seemed to have found the Ziwei emperor star representing the emperor from the sky!

"Ziweixing is weak... the number changes every day, and it seems that Dasong's destiny Guozuo has been shortened by ten years?"

Du Longzi continued to perform calculations, and suddenly laughed: "Northern greedy wolf star Dasheng... This is a situation that lures wolves into the house! Dasong Dynasty... It's over! The revenge of my teacher can be avenged!"

Back then, his orthodoxy set up a dragon's cave for the county king, but was discovered by the court, and he was directly suppressed, and the massacre was terrible. He was the only one who escaped, and he had a blood feud with the Dasong court.

At this time, seeing Dasong's fate broken and the troubled times coming ahead of schedule, he was almost dancing.

"Zhenglong entered the peak ahead of time, I am afraid that many orthodoxy did not expect... to be caught off guard, this is my chance."

Du Longzi thought of an auspicious acupoint he had discovered, and couldn't help feeling hot in his heart.

"Although the patriarch had given instructions early on, fighting the dragon is dangerous, and he would almost die, and even endanger the people around him... But the old Taoist priest, master, brother, apprentice, nephew and nephew are all dead... what else is there to be afraid of?"

There was a dangerous light in Du Longzi's eyes, and he stared at the map viciously: "Jiangnan is rich and rich, and Jiangzhou Prefecture has millions of people and can support 100,000 troops. compete."

But this can't be helped. Daoist real people can see the situation in Dasong. They have made arrangements early on to find people with dragon spirit to invest and make plans to fight for the dragon.

Even if Du Longzi left Jiangzhou Prefecture and went to other prefectures, he would still encounter other Dao veins.

Therefore, it is better to do it well than to do it raw, and just start trouble locally.

"Qianlong may not be able to become a true dragon...Many died prematurely, and Daomen investment is only for starting a family. After that, it depends on the master's strategy, decision, virtue, courage...to win the support of all parties, full-fledged, It will finally work!"

"If you really think that everything can be established by relying on the dragon veins of Taoism, if you focus on small techniques and forget the great way, you will definitely lose!"

Du Longzi looked in a certain direction with deep eyes: "This is the beginning... let's kill the Qianlong chosen by the Wuxiao faction first!"

...

In the depths of a cloud mountain.

A large number of buildings gather together. Although the construction is simple, the subtleties are quite ingenious.

Taoist Cangsong came to a large hall with a whisk in his hand.

In the middle of the hall, there are densely packed tablets, but below it is a Taoist with a ruddy complexion, a white beard, and a baby-like skin without any wrinkles.

"Cangsong has seen a real person!"

The real person nodded slightly, and Cangsong took the initiative to stand with the two rows of Taoist priests.

After a while, the real person said: "The number of days has changed, Dasong is afraid that there will be no national luck for another ten years!"

This opening is shocking!

The Taoists down there shouted and whispered to each other, and the Taoist priest came out to bow down and said, "Dasong's destiny was determined by the real people of all branches at the time of the Daomen's meeting. Why is there such a change?"

"The death of the official family before was already very strange. I didn't expect such a thing to happen!"

Cangsong was also heartbroken.

"When the country is about to perish, evildoers will come out...I'm afraid it has something to do with that Xu Lingzi."

The real person said: "But to do such things, no matter how godly he is through people, he will definitely suffer backlash... The karma of a country's national destiny is difficult for even a fairy to bear, so don't worry about him... Cangsong!"

"My nephew is here."

Cang Song's heart trembled, and he hurried out to salute.

"As soon as Dasong died, the battle for dragons in the world immediately entered an intense stage, and it will be developed for Qianlong for countless years..."

The real person said: "What do you think of the Qianlong I chose?"

Cangsong's thoughts turned sharply, and he said loudly: "Although Qianlong is only sixteen years old now, he is already a towering head...Pindao thinks that at this time, the more you can't give up, the more you have to help him to develop quickly, otherwise everything will be destroyed." All previous efforts will be wasted!"

"good!"

There was no expression on the real person's face, he just said: "In that case, you should go down the mountain and assist Qianlong!"

"Follow the law!"

Cang Song's heart trembled, if he went down the mountain and involved too much, he would risk his wealth and life in it.

But thinking of his previous investment, he had no choice but to make a firm decision.

...

There are thirty-eight prefectures in Dasong, and each prefecture has garrisons.

For example, in Jiangzhou Prefecture, a "Fengxiang Army" was stationed, and Jiedu envoys were set up to sit in one side, but they were mainly in charge of the military.

This kind of local garrison sounds majestic, but in fact it is just a side soldier. Whenever there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, and refugees appear in the local area, young and strong are taken in to form an army.

The real elite of Dasong is the Forbidden Army of the capital composed of elite soldiers selected from all over the country!

These hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops are not only strong and strong, but also have first-class equipment and morale. They are the biggest capital of Dasong officials to defend the throne and suppress the place!

Once something happens to the forbidden army, warlords everywhere will inevitably be ready to move. This is entirely a matter of strength comparison.

Of course, from the point of view of the Taoist's qi-watching technique, the real dragon in the capital is weak, and the snakes, tigers and wolves everywhere are ready to move.

The autumn wind brings coolness.

A small boat went down the river, and there were two people on board, looking at the ripe rice in the paddy fields on the bank, and they all nodded.

"Father, the south is no different than the Central Plains. There are many river systems, paddy fields, windmill irrigation, and a bumper rice harvest...there will be food, and there will be no refugees."

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a brocade robe, breathed greedily the air that seemed to smell like rice, and said with a smile.

"There has been a severe drought in the Central Plains for three years, and there are countless refugees and bandits... Even after Zhang Ye cleared it before, there are chaos in various prefectures and counties. It is indeed not as good as the south. Rice, rice soup and fish, a peaceful town."

Behind the young man, a middle-aged scribe stroked his beard and said with a smile, "It seems that it is right to come to the south to be an official...cough cough..."

The middle-aged man turned pale again and coughed a few times, as if he was not in good health.

His name is 'Chen Hong', he won the imperial examinations at the age of fifteen, and after failing several times in the imperial examinations, he was directly replaced as a ninth-rank official, worked hard for more than ten years, and finally became the county magistrate of Hezi County, next to his son' Chen Zitong'.

Chen Zitong seldom reads books, but he prefers to wield knives and guns. His martial arts skills are not trivial. He once held a whistle stick and was invincible all over the town.

Although Chen Hong loves it, he often worries about causing trouble, so he takes him with him to teach him.

The boat sailed slowly and stopped at a pier.

Chen Hong and Chen Zitong got off the boat, and it was just in the middle of the sun, so they found a tea shed to have a rest, and ordered some tea and rice by the way.

After eating, Chen Hong coughed again and again, drinking tea made him feel better.

"Father..." Chen Zitong rolled his eyes and said, "I heard that there is a strange man in Luzhou, who can subdue the white tiger. He has Jiaolihuozao, which can cure all kinds of diseases... So my son went to Luzhou, I ask you for some spiritual fruit, it will also cure this lung disease..."

Chen Hong glanced at the son, knowing that the son was probably too restrained, and wanted to find an excuse to go out for fun, so he couldn't help saying: "Zitong, your filial piety is commendable, but there is nothing wrong with your father..."

"Haha... this young master invited me."

At this moment, a Taoist came over, it was Cangsong!

"Who are you?"

Chen Zitong narrowed his eyes slightly, and reached for the short knife in the package.

This murderous aura and martial arts immediately made Cangsong excited, and at the same time he was overjoyed: "Originally, this Qianlong still needs eight years to grow... I have been worried about whether this time I came here, whether it might be spoiled, but seeing this gesture, I am still afraid." It's really a snake, it's worth investing in...'

Immediately saluted: "The poor Taoist Cangsong, because I heard that the young master mentioned the strange person in Luzhou Ji, so I took the liberty to come here... You know, young master, even if you go to Luzhou Ji at this time, you will not find that Taoist... "

"Oh? Why?"

Chen Zitong became interested and asked casually.

"The Taoist from Luzhou Ji is named Xu Lingzi, and he has already gone to the capital!" Cang Song smiled with a little jealousy: "He even conferred the title of Zhenjun..."

The transmission of information in ancient times was backward, not to mention that few people could connect Luzhou Ji Fangla with Xu Lingzi, the famous demon master of the capital, so Chen Zitong was really surprised: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true." Cang Song replied with a smile, and carefully looked at Chen Zitong's face: "To tell you the truth, the poor man is good at reading faces. This young man is full of heaven and his head is tall. I am afraid that he will not be a thing in the pool in the future." !"

"You Taoist..."

Chen Hong's heart was moved when he heard the evaluation from the non-pot, but there was no expression on his face: "Did you cheat on me by cheating on eating and drinking?"

"It turned out to be a local parent official, disrespectful and disrespectful." Cang Song didn't take it seriously, and saluted again: "But Pindao relies on these two tricks to make a living. Within three days, haha, haha..."

After all, Chen Hong and his son, who were stunned, laughed and left.

...

After two days.

County government.

Chen Zitong was practicing martial arts in the courtyard with a hundred steel sword.

He learned the military saber technique, every move is not pretty, but simple and practical, vicious and vicious.

The wind of the knife pierced through the air, whistling loudly.

For some reason, after hearing the Taoist's evaluation that day, Chen Zitong felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart, and the more it burned, the hotter it became.

How can a man be inferior to others when he stands in the present world?

In his life, he has to do some great things to live up to this life!

'If I can achieve great success in the future, please cut off this tree! '

With one trick, Chen Zitong saw a plum blossom in front of him, its branches were knotted like snakes, he couldn't help saying something to himself, and chopped it out with a knife.

puff!

With a flash of the knife, the plum blossom tree was cut in half and fell down.

"Could it be...it's really God's will for me?"

Looking at the neat growth rings of the plum tree, Chen Zitong couldn't help murmuring.

At this moment, a servant girl ran over: "My lord...Master, I invite you to meet the guests in the front hall!"

"Me? A guest?"

Chen Zitong wiped off his sweat, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, but he changed his clothes and followed the maid to the hall.

In the hall, his father Chen Hong was talking to a military officer.

The military officer's face was black and red, with a sinister aura, his voice was like a bell, he looked up and down, and then smiled: "Mr. Ling is indeed a good-looking talent! My family's Jiedu envoy is also kind, and I hope the magistrate will not refuse..."

"This matter is very important, please allow my father and son to think about it for three days."

Chen Hong gritted his teeth, and after sending the military officer away, Chen Zitong asked in a daze, "Father, what happened?"

"Hmph, it's none of your business."

Chen Hong shook his head: "All the fights, the reputation has spread to the ears of the Fengxiang Army Jiedu envoy, who specially sent someone to enlist you as a scholar... Although my Chen family is not a scholarly family, the scholar is not a military officer , but how can you be with the big soldiers?"

"Conquest in the army?" Chen Zitong's eyes lit up. He had always been interested in the army, but his father didn't allow it, and he still wanted him to start a career.

However, although I have read a few books, I have no interest in that kind of imperial examination articles, and I can't even pass the exam for scholar!

But at this time, I was a little puzzled: "Why did the Jiedu envoy enlist me? Could it be that he wanted to win over my father? But if the Jiedu envoy is like this in one place, where should he put the magistrate?"

"My son is really smart, and this shows the crux of the matter."

Chen Hong stroked his beard: "I am also puzzled as a father, so I used the strategy of delaying the attack instead of categorically refusing..."

"My lord, the government is urgent!"

Not long after, a yamen servant hurried in and delivered an official document.

After Chen Hong saw it, his face was shocked, and he suddenly bowed to the north, crying: "The official..."

"Father?"

Chen Zitong followed and knelt down, full of doubts.

"The official family... is dead!"

After three bows and nine kowtows, Chen Hong stood up with red eyes: "The news has just reached the county level, but the government and the Jiedu envoy must have known about it for a long time. The Jiedu envoy has evil intentions to win over the local chief. Do you want to be a feudal town?"

"So that's it, that makes sense."

Chen Zitong clapped his fists.

"My son... do you really want to be a scholar? As a father, you must not allow it. This Fengxiang army has less than 10,000 soldiers, and its weapons are weak. How can it be the opponent of the forbidden army?" Chen Hong lowered his voice: "Don't make mistakes, Disastrous Clan!"

Chen Zitong rolled his eyes and made a respectful gesture: "Father, please rest assured, the son knows the benefits..."

...

In the county government office, at a tea stand not far away.

Taoist Cangsong practiced his profound arts silently, looking at the countenance of the county government.

In a sea of ​​white and red, suddenly there was a roar like a dragon and a snake, and the shadow of a snake appeared, and he couldn't help nodding his head in satisfaction.

'In troubled times, military power is the most important. Now everyone is still habitually valuing civility over military affairs. Whoever reacts first will benefit the most. '

'Although this Shuzhuan is only an official, he is close to the core. Once Jiedu envoys are favored, he will be promoted quickly! It's not too eye-catching...'

'Ah...it's still not enough time, if you give Qianlong eight years to study silently, raise hope, and gather talents...why do you want to use the chicken to lay eggs? There is chaos in the world, and the rebellion will be raised directly, and with one call, it will become a big trend in an instant! '

'At this time, we can only pave the way silently, and secretly send some general star seeds, Wang Zuozhi talents, and strategists to Qianlong's command... These are all young now, and can only be experienced in the flames of war. Those who die... Alas... If you want to become a dragon, you have to go through thunderstorms. Even if you fail, there is no way...'

Thinking of this, Cang Song couldn't help but think of the young man who rebelled against the king's order that he saw that day.

If you can find the other party, use his anti-king fate to open the way for the real dragon, and overcome all obstacles, this plan will be more perfect, but...