Rule over Ming Dynasty

Kunshan, Bailian Taoist Temple.

The quaint palaces are built against the mountains, with layers upon layers and well-proportioned structures.

Every wooden pillar and every stone slab exudes a simple and elegant atmosphere. There are some Taoist patterns and runes with profound meanings painted on the walls. These patterns and runes look even more mysterious in the sunlight.

A carrier pigeon flew from the southwest. A handsome Taoist boy caught the carrier pigeon that had just landed, and then took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet.

With a beautiful turn, he hurriedly walked through the courtyard gates and arrived at the already desolate backyard. He respectfully handed the small bamboo tube to the master who was drinking tea.

Mao Changsheng is over fifty years old. He is wearing a white Taoist robe. His facial features look very kind, and there is a bit of Taoism between his eyebrows, giving him an image of profound Taoism.

The Taoist boy had become accustomed to Mao Changsheng's slowness, so he kept his hands in a respectful delivery posture.

Mao Changsheng put the tea cup down gently, then reached out to take the small bamboo tube and took out the hidden note from it. When he opened the note and saw the news of Prince Ning's uprising, he kept hiding his face and revealed a smile that he had not seen for a long time. This smile revealed a bit of evil.

Although the White Lotus Sect has accumulated a large number of believers after hundreds of years of development, the combat effectiveness of these believers is not strong, so the White Lotus Sect does not have the ability to seize power with arms.

Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty has been prospering in recent years, and the lives of the people at the bottom of the Ming Dynasty have been getting better and better. As a result, the number of followers of the White Lotus Sect has decreased instead of increasing.

It was precisely because of his serious lack of conditions that he not only had a close relationship with the Jiangnan official gentry group, but also started to instigate a rebellion in Prince Ning's palace early.

Whether in terms of his own strength or his personal appeal, King Ning already has the same conditions that allowed King Zhu Di of Yan to seize the throne of his nephew.

As long as King Ning leads the army from Jiangxi to Nanjing, the water in the Ming Dynasty will become turbid, and the White Lotus Sect can fish in troubled waters.

Although we are deep in the mountains, our plans are already thousands of miles away.

"Master, have you received the good news?" Tao Er, a Taoist boy, was a diligent man. Seeing that the teacup in front of Mao Changsheng was empty, he diligently picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea into the cup.

Mao Changsheng put the note aside and nodded gently: "The latest news from Jiangxi is that Prince Ning has officially launched an uprising. Now the entire Nanchang City should have fallen into Prince Ning's hands!"

Although this news was only delivered by Prince Ning from the Hongmen Banquet, Prince Ning's Mansion had already made full preparations. During the transmission of this information, Prince Ning must have successfully advanced the next step of the plan.

In fact, King Ning had a huge amount of wealth and had secretly recruited troops. It would be very easy to capture Nanchang City. The difficulty was whether King Ning could successfully mobilize the entire Jiangxi army and people and capture Nanjing and proclaim himself emperor.

But how it develops is no longer important. What is important is that Ming Dynasty will fall into chaos.

"Great, senior brother took action, and it was an immediate success!" Tao Tong clapped his hands with great joy when he learned that Jiangxi had achieved a breakthrough.

Mao Changsheng picked up the teacup that had just been filled with new tea, but he changed the subject and said, "Tao Er, is there any news from the Saint?"

He is actually a chess player behind the scenes now. He has successfully provoked Prince Ning's rebellion. The thing he is most concerned about now is Hangzhou.

Originally, the investment in cultivating an outstanding saint was huge. This time, he not only had to promote the saint as an oiran, but also send the saint to the emperor, which had already cost him a lot of effort.

Unfortunately, things in Nanchang are going smoothly, but there is no good news in Hangzhou.

"Reporting to the master, there is still no progress. Last night, the senior sister only played and was sent back to her residence!" Tao Er, the Taoist boy in charge of delivering the information, shook his head seriously.

Mao Changsheng took a sip of tea and frowned tightly.

In view of the lustful and lewd emperor of today, and the fact that Erxiang and Erya are biological sisters, he made great efforts to send the saint Erxiang to the emperor.

Unexpectedly, the dog emperor seems to have suddenly changed his temper, and has not favored Erxiang so far, making his plan unable to make progress.

If there is no return at all for such a large investment, then this plan of mine is really a joke.

"Master, should we send someone to urge the saint?" Tao Er, the Taoist boy, mistakenly thought that Mao Changsheng was dissatisfied, so he cautiously suggested.

"Countries are easy to change, and nature is easy to change. It is not advisable to rush this matter!" Mao Changsheng shook his head gently, but he had his own clear judgment.

The emperors of past dynasties were suspicious. Today's emperor Hongzhi is not a mediocre emperor. He must also want to secretly investigate the origin of Erxiang.

It's just that Erxiang's identity has long been cleared. No matter how hard they investigate, they can only see the results they want them to see.

That's right. Since I have already guarded against such a move, there is nothing to worry about. How could the Dog Emperor really not touch such a peerless beauty when she was presented to him? It was only a matter of time before the Dog Emperor took the bait.

"Master is wise!" Tao Er, a Taoist boy, immediately sent a rainbow fart.

Mao Changsheng put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his head slightly and said, "Call back all the members who are outside immediately. Now the world is about to be in chaos, and we, the White Lotus Sect, should be well prepared!"

In the past, the White Lotus Sect was mainly engaged in underground work and needed to lurk among large groups. Therefore, it did not require a strong military force and naturally did not undergo military training.

But now that King Ning is rebelling, the emperor may be killed at any time, and the capital is also preparing to support King Xing. It can be said that the world is in chaos.

Because of this, he decided to recall all those who were outside and conduct military training on the able-bodied members, thereby enhancing the White Lotus Sect's military combat capabilities.

Tao Er, a Taoist boy, knew that the real big operation was about to start, so he hurriedly took the order and left.

As the homing pigeons flew out from the White Lotus Taoist Temple, the White Lotus sect members returned to their headquarters one after another, and nearly a thousand people quickly gathered in this Taoist temple hidden in the mountains.

What is unexpected is that the White Lotus Taoist Temple not only has a granary, but also an armory, which can actually provide weapons for everyone.

It can be seen from this that the White Lotus Sect may be weaker than many people think, but their attitude towards rebellion is serious, and they also practice quickly.

In December, the wind from south to north gradually picks up, and the celestial phenomena become even more unpredictable.

Another dawn came, and suddenly flames shot into the sky outside the Bailian Taoist Temple in Kunshan, illuminating the surrounding area like daylight for several miles.

kill!

A chorus of shouts broke the tranquility here.

Sitting on horseback, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, Mou Bin, was wearing a black battle armor, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand had been pulled out, and it was shining with bloodthirsty light.

Behind him, thousands of elite soldiers were already waiting in formation. The clash of armor made a clanking sound, like the mockery of the god of death.

Among them, in the front row were well-trained fire gunmen, aiming at the entrance of the Taoist temple with a powerful weapon belonging to this era, as if they were ready for battle at any time.

At this time, there was chaos inside the White Lotus Taoist Temple. The entire White Lotus Taoist Temple was surrounded by fire. Now their only way out was to rush out from the door.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive..."

Mao Changsheng, who was wearing a white Taoist robe, was sitting on the futon, with a ferocious face at this time. He was mumbling words to the statue, as if he was performing his final prayers.

"Now how to do?"

"Of course we have to kill him!"

"But... there are too many people in the Ming army!"

……

A group of believers gathered around Mao Changsheng. Their originally clean clothes were now in tatters and stained with blood, and they seemed to be discussing in panic. After Mao Changsheng finished his prayer, his eyes flashed with a fierce light and he said: "As long as we are determined, we will be invulnerable. Follow me and fight out!"

The eyes of the inspired White Lotus followers shone with light again, and a fanatical faith surged in their hearts, allowing them to not flinch even in the face of death.

Just like this, the hundreds of White Lotus followers who had just experienced a defeat regained their fighting spirit and took up weapons one after another to fight towards the gate of the Taoist temple.

boom! boom! boom!

The soldiers from the Nanjing Shenji Battalion in the front row had already aimed at the entrance of the Taoist temple. When they saw a group of White Lotus cultists coming out with weapons, they all pulled the triggers.

puff!puff!puff!

Although the members of the White Lotus Cult had weapons, they did not have any armor on them. Facing the lead bullets fired at them, they could only have faith in their hearts, believing that the gods could make them invulnerable.

It's just that the reality is very skinny. The lead bullets fired did not stop because of their faith, but caused blood to spatter and even hurt their hearts.

"why is it like this?"

"It doesn't work?"

"No, it must be because they are not determined!"

……

Seeing their companions lying in a pool of blood in front of them, the White Lotus followers couldn't help but take a few steps back, but many smart people found the reason.

"kill!"

Another charge came, but the result was predictable.

Blood soon filled the air in this early morning. More and more corpses were piled up in the open space in front of the Taoist temple, and the White Lotus cultists behind them finally retreated.

"Come on, charge me!" Mao Changsheng knew there was no way out, so he yelled hysterically.

When the White Lotus cult members heard another burst of gunshots outside, they all retreated. At this moment, they have realized that it has nothing to do with their beliefs, and Wusheng Old Mother cannot make them invulnerable.

"Kill the remnants of White Lotus and restore peace to the world, kill!" Mou Bin gave the order without giving his opponent any chance to breathe.

Thousands of soldiers behind him rushed into the Taoist temple like arrows.

Affected by the north wind, the fire had already burned from the northeast corner of the Taoist temple.

In an instant, the shouts of killing were heard in the sky, and the sound of metal clashing swords, the roar of soldiers, and the screams of White Lotus cultists were intertwined to form a poignant and tragic symphony.

Although the White Lotus cultists fought hard, they faced the well-trained and well-equipped Jinyiwei elite and Nanjing's local armed forces.

Under the fierce offensive of Jin Yiwei and local armed forces, the White Lotus cultists were like rocks being beaten by huge waves. They could not resist the butcher's knife and fell one by one.

Their blood dyed the bluestone floor of the Taoist temple red, their corpses piled up in mountains, some fell into the sea of ​​fire and were burned alive. Everything that happened here seemed to be the most cruel witness to this battle.

"No...impossible! Die, you all must die!" Mao Changsheng watched his followers fall one by one. His heart was filled with endless sorrow and anger, and he waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards the Jinyiwei camp crazily. .

However, his usual ability to deceive people is truly outstanding, but in the face of absolute power, he appears so insignificant.

"Get out of the way! I, the commander, will give this rebel a good look!" Mou Bin sneered and waved his sword to meet him.

Through the ups and downs of the Jinyiwei system, he understood that in order to be reused by His Majesty, in addition to loyalty, he also needed to have extraordinary abilities.

The two swords collided in the air, making a harsh metal collision sound.

After two rounds, Mao Changsheng used his trump card: "The Wusheng Old Mother surrendered to me, and she became invulnerable to the Vajra body. I can kill Guan Gongzai!"

Bang!

After Mou Bin dodged the opponent's fierce stab, he suddenly swung the Xiuchun knife in his hand and slashed at Mao Changsheng's body. As a result, he really couldn't cut it in, and a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Haha... Mother Wusheng protects me, I am not immune to swords and guns..." Mao Changsheng laughed wildly when he saw that he was unharmed, but suddenly realized that his body had been penetrated by a sharp sword from behind.

He turned around in disbelief, his face filled with shock and confusion.

The man who carried out the sneak attack with a sword was Tao Er, a Taoist boy. When he saw Mao Changsheng fall, his eyes flashed with deep disgust. Then he pulled out the blood-stained sword in his hand, and a protective gear hidden in his chest fell out of the fallen Mao Changsheng's arms.

"Dead... dead?"

"How can this be?"

"Our leader is really dead!"

……

As Mao Changsheng fell, the White Lotus followers could not believe their eyes, and the faith in their hearts quickly collapsed.

"kill!"

The soldiers behind Mou Bin no longer held back, but began to kill the remaining members of the White Lotus Cult.

"We surrender!"

"Please spare our lives!"

"We will definitely change our ways, please spare our lives!"

……

This group of White Lotus cult members seemed to have lost their backbone and were unable to organize any resistance. They dropped their weapons one after another and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Mou Bin did not give them any chance of survival. Under his hint, Jin Yiwei's butcher knives were raised and lowered one after another, and the Taoist temple was completely dyed red with blood.

When the last White Lotus cultist fell, the entire White Lotus Taoist Temple had turned into a hell on earth.

Under the light of the fire, the corpses and blood of White Lotus cultists were everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt wood that was nauseating.

Mou Bin rode on the horse in front of the door and looked at the Bailian Taoist Temple that had been buried in the sea of ​​​​fire and thousands of corpses, with no expression on his face.

For him, this is just one of his countless missions. He turned around and left, leaving behind the ruins and nearly a thousand burned corpses.

The White Lotus Sect was destroyed, and this matter did not cause any disturbance.

First of all, this was a secret operation. Secondly, the White Lotus Sect was originally an underground organization. Finally, this matter was not worth publicizing in the first place.

No matter what era we are in, people all have a heart for gossip.

After the people of Hangzhou City learned the news about King Ning's rebellion, no news came for two consecutive days, which gave people the impression that King Ning's rebellion had never happened.

How could such a big news go wrong, but...which link went wrong? (End of chapter)