Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 1340

"Yuan Tiangang..."

Xiao Hei was a little surprised.

She is no stranger to this name. On the one hand, it was the original Song Dynasty in the Water Margin world, and the prophecy of "Tui Bei Tu" was passed down. On the other hand, Li Yan also mentioned this legendary fortune teller in history.

Unfortunately, reality and legends always have discrepancies.

For example, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng wrote "Tui Bei Tu", which claims to predict thousands of years, and clearly predicts all kinds of major events in the future, which is extremely miraculous.

But in fact, the so-called prophecy atlas is basically the result of man-made revisions in the past dynasties, that is, when things happen, they are recorded and updated continuously, so they are naturally accurate.

Not to mention that the content of "Tui Bei Tu" is forged, even the entire "Tui Bei Tu" itself is a rumor made up of famous people.

In the Tang Dynasty, there were only three words in the Dunhuang document. It is not clear what it is about. It is probably not a prophecy at all. Of course, the author is not Yuan Li. It was Yue Fei's grandson who for the first time believed that it was written by Li Chunfeng. Finally, at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Yuan Tiangang was added to the "Tong Jian of True Immortal Body and Dao Through History" and became the co-author of "Tui Bei Tu".

These two people have a lot of prophecy deeds, as well as talents in astronomy and calculus, but their own abilities are not obvious, but the prophecy book under the false name is known to the world, which is also amazing.

It's just that no matter what, a fortune teller has nothing to do with the Zhenwu Temple. How did Yuan Tiangang become the master of the temple, and he pushed Ming Chongyan so hard to return to the capital?
"I have lived in Anxi for a long time, and I have only recently returned to Guanzhong. I don't know what Yuan Tiangang's method is, please explain carefully!"

After Xiao Hei's explanation, the Taoist believed it, and hurriedly said: "Yuan Zhenren rides on the big head, sits on the North Pole, Yunyuan Gang, holds the Tianshu, holds the six qi, commands all spirits, can communicate with the gods outside, and can extend life inside." ..."

Xiao Hei didn't bother to listen to the long speech: "Simply, tell me what kind of magical skills he has?"

The Taoist priest had no choice but to say briefly: "A real person can warm and nourish all treasures, enlighten spirits, and calm the mind of heaven..."

Xiao Hei said: "Isn't that just Fu Luan Qi Qi?"

The Taoist priest was startled, and said with a dry smile, "Do officials still know how to support a spirit?"

Xiao Hei said: "During the Western Han Dynasty, there was this technique of deceiving the people. How could I not know that enlightenment is just a trick to pretend to be a ghost. This is Yuan Tiangang's ability?"

Her tone was too contemptuous, but it aroused the dissatisfaction of the Taoist priest: "The officials know, which god is the master Yuan can understand?"

Xiao Hei raised his brows, with a half-smile: "Could it be the True Martial Sage?"

The Taoist nodded again and again, sincerely envious: "It is Xuantian God! Yuan Zhenren has a sense of change, and he can reach everything. He really has great supernatural powers!"

"In the name of the gods, trying to figure out the holy will, it seems that Yuan Tiangang also has a 'credit' for Li Hong's obsession with cultivating the Tao in recent years?"

Xiao Hei snorted coldly, thought for a while, and asked the last question: "Which room do you live in?"

The Taoist hesitated for a moment, pointed out the direction, and when he turned his head again, the mysterious inner guard had disappeared without a trace.

"Can this person arrest Ming Chongyan..."

The Taoist thought that the evidence was convincing and he was here to arrest someone. He was not liked by Ming Chongyan, and the oil and water in the temple could not be touched. He wished that Ming Chongyan would go out of luck, but after contacting him, he became inexplicably worried .

Xiao Hei ignored the small thoughts of these Taoist priests, and came to Ming Chongyan's room, first inspected the furnishings, then sniffed lightly, and stretched out his hand towards the back of the bookshelf.

"Sure enough, there is a hidden grid..."

She took out a box and opened it directly without fear of traps.

Inside are thick documents and letters.

Xiao Hei quickly turned over.

Not surprisingly, this record is all about Yuan Tiangang's research.

The person who knows you best is not a friend, but an enemy. Ming Chongyan was pushed away from Chang'an by Yuan Tiangang. He has been studying this great enemy for these years, and listed several key points——

Age, identity, physiognomy and conspiracy!

The first is age.

Both Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng were born in the late Sui and early Tang Dynasties, and their recorded activities continued until the anniversary of the Wu Dynasty. However, it is doubtful that Yuan Tiangang was older and died earlier.

Although the Wu Zhou Dynasty was not born now, the time is about the same. If Yuan Tiangang really lived to this day, he would be older than Changsun Wuji, and must have passed a hundred years old.

And this is precisely what he is respected by believers in the world, and even valued by the sage Li Hong, longevity!

"Nandou Yunxing, the ruler of the life of the emperor, is also the position of the prime minister." Zhenwu is the god of destiny, and worshiping it can increase the number of lifespan. Yuan Tiangang claims to be able to communicate with Zhenwu who returns to the gods. Only by receiving his blessing can he live to this day .

Ming Chongyan didn't believe it at all, and believed that the current Yuan Tiangang was not the one from the end of the Sui Dynasty at all, but someone else in disguise.

Since it is a disguise, the identity of the pretender is very important.

As long as this layer of lies is exposed, everything else will be self-defeating.

It's a pity that these years of open and unannounced visits did not yield any results. Instead, those descendants who were seen in the past came out to testify one by one, and some even produced portraits. Yuan Tiangang.

Ming Chongyan had no choice but to start with physiognomy.

Didn't Yuan Tiangang look at the physiognomy by looking at the bones and see the future, so let's expose it from here!
As a result, this link also failed. Those who went to show Yuan Tiangang a set up were bribed by him one after another. Instead, they cooperated with each other and played a few good shows, which further made the other party's prestige.

During the whole process, Ming Chongyan realized that the inner guard was still involved, and further concluded that there must be a huge organization behind Yuan Tiangang that is not inferior to the "Zuo Ming" back then, preparing to subvert Chao Gang, and even use the growing influence of Taoism, Seeking to usurp the throne!

"It's sorted out step by step, and it's a bit convincing, but unfortunately there is no evidence, it's just speculation after all..."

"Is it intentionally placed here for people to discover?"

When Xiao Hei saw the end, his eyes flickered, and he roughly guessed that Ming Chongyan set up a secret grid, not because he really wanted to hide the records, but because he hoped that the inner guards would find them and hand them in as a confession.

He swears firmly that the real Yuan Tiangang died early, and that today's Taoist priests are thieves pretending to have huge forces behind them, but they are all one-sided words without any evidence.

It is precisely because of empty words that it is necessary to use such a method of revealing secrets to increase persuasiveness.

Xiao Hei doesn't like magic sticks who use the name of real martial arts very much, but she also knows that this kind of method can't bring down a religious leader who is in full swing.

"It seems that Ming Chongyan is really going to die."

"As for Yuan Tiangang..."

"Humph!"

With a flick of Xiao Hei's palm, the letter flew up, returned to the dark space, disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Ming Chongyan, who was doing the trick outside, was inexplicably slow for half a beat, raised his head slightly, looked at the sky with clouds and clouds, his old eyes fluctuated, and then returned to numb waiting.

……

"The one who received the Dashi envoys was actually a Taoist temple?"

Puab Tuoli took a step ahead, but before he entered the pass, Xiao Hei rode his horse and chased him up from behind, bringing a key clue.

Ming Chongyan's calculations failed, but she was inspired by the collected information. She made a round of unannounced visits to the Taoist temple in Liangzhou City, and discovered the clues of the Dashi envoys.

This news made Puab Tuoli suddenly realize: "Half a month ago, Liangzhou Taoist Temple received a foreign caravan. The leader took out the token of the internal guard, and the temple master dared not refuse... No wonder I was in the posthouse. I didn’t find out, but they actually live in the Taoist temple, and they are still in the name of inner guards!”

Xiao Hei said: "With the current magnificence of Taoism, ordinary officials are not afraid, but they dare not disobey the orders of the inner guards."

But Puab Tuoli was still puzzled: "The reason? A country's envoys don't live in post houses, but hide in Taoist temples. Don't Taoists think it's strange?"

Xiao Hei had already asked the reason: "The envoy was assassinated in Hexi, the guards were killed and injured, and the rumors were turbulent, so they were secretly arranged to enter the Taoist temple..."

Puab Tuoli stared wide-eyed: "A thief calling for a thief?"

"not necessarily……"

Xiao Hei looked forward: "Perhaps we are not the only ones paying attention to this envoy, and some people don't want them to arrive in the capital!"

Puab Tuoli wanted to say more, but she already waved her whip: "No need to say more, once you enter Chang'an, everything will be clear! Drive!"

The official road continued to extend in front of my eyes. After several days of horse riding, the most majestic city in the world finally came into view.

"The population growth in Guanzhong is well controlled..."

Xiao Hei has long been a lynx with a vision for governing the country. Puab Tuoli didn't know the stakes, but she found that while the land of Anxi became more and more prosperous, the flow of people in Guanzhong was not as sharp as expected, and she was secretly amazed.

The food supply in Guanzhong has always been a serious problem. Although the dredging of the canal has solved the considerable pressure, since the destruction of Tubo, the Tang Dynasty has not started a war for 20 years, and the population has surged. Food shortages are still inevitable.

Today, this worry has not become a reality. Anxi has opened up wasteland, Hexi has been governed, Guanzhong has been stabilized, and various regions have developed in an orderly manner. It can be seen that the national power of the Tang Dynasty is still thriving.

"The emperor does not care about the government, and it is the merit of a virtuous minister to have such a prosperous situation!"

……

Just when Xiao Hei officially entered Beijing, Di Renjie was walking into the political affairs hall.

He was nearly seventy years old, his beard and hair had already turned half gray, and his fat round face became more and more benevolent, but his body under the purple robe was still thick and straight, without any rickets.

And along the way, officials from the three provinces and six ministries he met saluted one after another, showing their sincere admiration.

In recent years, the sage no longer worked hard in his early years and indulged in monasticism. The burden of the court fell on the shoulders of this prime minister. Zhixian, south of Beidou, is only one person."

Dounan alone is a unique talent in the world!
It's just that when Di Renjie walked by and another purple-robed official appeared, the expressions of the officials of the various ministries remained unchanged, and they had another attitude in their hearts.

If it is respect for Di Renjie, there is also respect for Jia Xianggong, but more of it is fear.

Because every step after entering the official position, he almost stepped on the corpse of his opponent, especially the confrontation between the aristocratic family and the poor family.

Di Renjie's attitude was moderate and conciliatory, while Jia Xianggong was clearly on the side of the poor family. Many high-ranking families in Guanzhong were severely punished by him. I don't know how many people hated him, but they had nothing to do with him.

Jia Sibo didn't care about the thoughts of these weak people at all, he only enjoyed the pleasure of entering and leaving the Zhengshitang.

The Zhengshitang is the prime minister's general office and also the head of the hundred departments. The affairs handled here every day can affect the future direction of the whole country. It is his lifelong wish to be able to work here.

Of course, attending the political affairs hall is not the pinnacle of ministers. The Tang Dynasty adopted the system of group ministers. At first, Zhongshu and his disciples were prime ministers, with two full members each. He should be regarded as a prime minister with titles such as official affairs, political affairs, and important military and state affairs in Pingzhang.

During Wu Zetian's reign in history, killing the prime minister was like mowing the grass. It was precisely because there were too many people, the differences would be great, and the power would be dispersed. She defeated them one by one, so that the prime minister had no ability to restrict the imperial power.

Today's prime minister has gone through a certain restructuring, and has been controlled to three or four people, each of whom performs their own duties. The prime minister is the one who really commands the power. Di Renjie is the head of such a hundred officials, and Jia Sibo has the least seniority.

He was not satisfied, so he would not let go of any opportunity. At this time, seeing Di Renjie's generous back from a distance, he took a few steps and chased after him: "Di Gong!"

Di Renjie stopped and waited, and walked into the hall together with him: "Mr. Jia has something important to do?"

"It is indeed a big deal!"

Jia Sibo said sternly: "Jia Zhong'an, Prime Minister of Honglu Temple, sent a message to Beijing quickly, and there was another Dashi envoys from Anxi, accusing the former envoys of impersonating thieves and plotting evil!"

Di Renjie's expression became serious, and he came to his desk, took out a document, read it carefully, and said: "The Dashi envoys have checked into the post house, and the dancer Lanma Sandy has entered the palace for rehearsal. The sage performed the dance 'Flying Apsaras', the sage is looking forward to it..."

Jia Sibo said in a deep voice: "I am good at dancing and music in the Tang Dynasty, and Yuan Zhenren praised Lanma Shanti's dance a lot. He said that he has the ability to communicate with the gods. The saint naturally expects it. Now we can't let this girl touch the saint. I want to give up." This dance will take a lot of trouble!"

Di Renjie pondered and said: "The envoys have entered the country one after another. One is true and the other is false. There must be something strange about this matter. What does Prime Minister Jia think?"

Jia Sibo immediately said: "In my opinion, it should be an internal struggle between the big food and a side issue. When the thieves learn about this, they will definitely cause chaos. You can confuse them to take action to get proof!"

Di Renjie stroked his beard and asked again: "How long will it take for the second mission to arrive in the capital?"

Jia Sibo said: "Anxi and Chang'an are thousands of miles away. It may take as long as a hundred days to travel normally."

Di Renjie said: "Order the important members of the envoys to hurry to the capital."

Jia Sibo nodded lightly, and did not follow blindly. As a prime minister, he should express his own opinion: "The government is established but destroyed. Now we have such a situation in Tang Dynasty. Food! Di Gong, in my opinion..."

Having said that, his voice lowered a little, and his tone became more and more cold and decisive: "The two missions can be destroyed!"

(End of this chapter)