Fu Shifeng

Chapter 273 The mountains and rivers are different
  Cheng Sanwu's words are certainly exaggerated, but as long as you are a little more sensitive, you can realize that the current situation is ominous.

The itinerary was discovered without notification, the local governor was ousted, and the supervisory supervisor was hastily taken over, making it clear that the imperial court's control over the south of the Yangtze River was riddled with holes.

"Okay, stop shaking there."

Cheng Sanwu doesn't like to use his brain, but Rouzhaojun and Chongguangjun don't seem to be willing to think about it. Afu and Changqing are not around, so he can only rely on himself.

Luo Hong couldn't help but tremble all over. He didn't know whether it was because he might be cursed, or because he was afraid that he would be punished because of his incompetence.

"How much do you know about Yunmeng Pavilion?" Cheng Sanwu motioned Luo Hong to sit aside.

Luo Hong replied: "Yunmeng Pavilion is a spiritual sect located in Dongting Lake. Its disciples are good at hunting down monsters, exorcising witchcraft and poison, and are also proficient in Qihuang. They travel abroad and often diagnose and treat patients for villagers, as far north as Jingxiang, They have their footprints all the way to the Five Ridges in the south, and they have a very good reputation."

Cheng Sanwu glanced at Rou Zhaojun, and then asked: "So it seems that the Yunmeng Pavilion is quite powerful? It should be a famous sect that has been passed down for many years, right?"

"That's not true." Luo Hong looked thoughtful: "The official saw from the files left by the former manager that the Yunmeng Pavilion suddenly appeared about fifteen or sixteen years ago. But it is also possible that it has been hidden for a long time. It was previously unknown to outsiders.”

"I have been hidden from the world for a long time, but suddenly appeared in the world, and I have been moving frequently for more than ten years. I really can't wait." Cheng Sanwu smiled delicately.

Luo Hong asked: "Does the envoy think that the origin of Yunmeng Pavilion is unknown?"

"This is the target you are usually responsible for investigating." Cheng Sanwu said unceremoniously: "You should pay careful attention to those who are proficient in magic, find out their origins, and understand their every move. Don’t wait until things come to an end before considering how to deal with it!”

"Yes, yes, I will remember it." Luo Hong nodded repeatedly.

Cheng Sanwu held up his cheek and said: "In my opinion, this Yunmeng Pavilion's search for monsters, treatment and rescue is just a trick to win over people's hearts. No one can guarantee what their plans will be in the future. And we came to Baling They also learned about the itinerary in advance, which is definitely not a good thing!”

"Then I will arrange for manpower to investigate." Luo Hong stood up and said.

"What's the hurry? It's not the time to investigate now!" Cheng Sanwu was a little unhappy. Only then did he understand that not all the internal servants in the Ministry of Internal Affairs were capable officials. There were vassals like Mr. Ye who relied on bribing Chu Zhongcheng to secure their positions, and there were also dim-witted people like Luo Hong who couldn't even handle their official duties well.

Looking at it this way, it actually highlights Zhang Su's ability. If Afu hadn't hidden in the dark to investigate in advance, it would have been difficult to find him out.

Thinking about it again, maybe this is the reason why Zhang Su wants to rebel? The current power of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is due to the deliberate arrangements of today's saints. It is no longer just responsible for the imperial palace and serving the emperor as in the past.

People like Feng Yuanyi and Zhang Su all contributed to the process of the saint's ascension to the throne and eliminated many overt or covert opponents. Naturally, they were deeply trusted by the saint afterwards and held high positions, which led to competition between the ministers of the court and the central government. Please.

However, as the Ministry of Internal Affairs grows rapidly, it often becomes mixed with good and bad, absorbing a large number of people from all walks of life, including many villains and scum, Gongchenwei Shi Taisui is the biggest example.

Perhaps in the eyes of Zhang Suna and other senior figures, the current Ministry of Internal Affairs may be in a state of decay, which makes him heartbroken.

But Cheng Sanwu had no time to think too much, and continued to ask Luo Hong: "The main reason we came here this time is to learn that there is a thousand-year ghost king in Xiaoxiang territory who is causing trouble. Please tell us the specific situation."

Luo Honglian claimed: "The thousand-year ghost king has been haunting the Xiangheng area. Legend has it that a woman who drowned was abandoned by her lover. Even after death, she could not see her lover getting married. Whenever there was a marriage in the people's homes, the ghost would appear. Then he possessed the woman, and then took advantage of the wedding night to kill both the man and the woman..."

"Stop, stop, stop! What's this all about?" Cheng Sanwu rubbed his forehead and cursed: "We are not here to listen to your story. We are too lazy to care about the love, hate and grudges of the ghost king in these thousand years. But what is it specifically? Where it appears, where the lair is located, the level of mana, how many lackeys and accomplices there are, these are the important things!"

"This..." Luo Hong lowered his head and glanced back and forth, as if searching for the answer.

"Don't tell me, you don't even know this." Cheng Sanwu stared at Luo Hong with an unkind look in his eyes, as if he was about to turn into a beast and bite people at the next moment.

Luo Hong suddenly fell to his knees: "My superior, please forgive me! I am incompetent and cannot find out the origin of this thousand-year-old ghost king!"

"Can't find it, or still don't want to check?" Cheng Sanwu said solemnly.

Just as Luo Hong was about to speak, Chongguang Jun flew forward and kicked him on the shin with such force that one of the legs was broken off.

With a scream, Luo Hong fell down and rolled in the hall. Seeing this, Mr. Chongguang flew up with his feet, kicked him hard, and cursed at the same time:
  "Trash! They're all trash! You can't handle this little thing, what do you want me to do?"

Cheng Sanwu opened his mouth, wanting to dissuade him, but Luo Hong's incompetence really annoyed him. Since Chongguang Jun was willing to be a ruthless villain, there was no need for him to step forward.

It just so happened that I took the opportunity to see what kind of behavior Mr. Chongguang and Mr. Rouzhao were doing.

Although Luo Hong had some rudimentary martial arts skills, he was not worth mentioning in front of Lord Chongguang. He was kicked around like a ball. In the blink of an eye, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his mouth was vomiting blood. This miserable situation even caused Zhang Fan and other entourage in the distance. They are all a bit unbearable to watch.

What surprised Cheng Sanwu was that Rou Zhaojun, who had always come forward to dissuade Lord Chongguang, was sitting quietly and dignified at this moment, seemingly turning a blind eye to Luo Hong's life and death.

"Interesting." Cheng Sanwu thought to himself, and then heard Luo Hong's intermittent begging for mercy, so he had to say:
  "Okay, don't beat people to death, save some face for Eunuch Feng and the others."

Mr. Chongguang finally kicked him hard, directly in the crotch, making Luo Hong curl up into a ball and feel miserable. He seemed to have finished venting his anger and returned to his seat to sit down, still looking violent.

Cheng Sanwu waved to Zhang Fan, who nodded slightly and called a few people to take the dying Luo Hong down for treatment.

"I always feel something is not right." Cheng Sanwu said: "Why are people here so ignorant? The thousand-year-old ghost king is causing trouble, so there must be a lot of movement, right? Luo Hong is monitoring the area. If there is something ominous, there is no reason. I know.”

But Chongguang Jun said: "I have seen such incompetent trash too many times! They can't do anything, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Rou Zhaojun, how much do you know about this thousand-year-old ghost king?" Cheng Sanwu looked at the demure woman.

"The origin of the Ghost King that Luo Hong just mentioned is just a word of mouth among the people in the countryside. It cannot be taken seriously." Rou Zhaojun said: "The so-called Ghost King may not be appropriate. It should be said that it is a ghost cultivator."

"Ghost repair?"

"Ordinary ghosts, ignorant and unaware, wandering in graveyards or being nostalgic for their former homes, will either fulfill their long-cherished wishes and be freed from death, or they will be saved by Dharma rituals and pass away." Rouzhaojun explained in a gentle voice: "But if there is a ghost, a spirit If you are not ignorant, if you stay in this world without leaving, there will be another scenery of cultivation."

Cheng Sanwu sneered and said: "These days, both humans and ghosts can practice." "Ghost cultivation has a long history, and can even be traced back to the pre-Qin period." Rou Zhaojun said: "Especially at that time, the princes and nobles were doing things like death. Life, burial regulations are very particular. If you are buried according to proper rituals, your body will shed your body after death, but your soul will remain condensed. Although it looks like a ghost to mortals, it cannot be regarded as an ordinary ghost."

"Is this method a special way to turn yourself from a human into a ghost?" Cheng Sanwu was slightly surprised.

Rou Zhaojun smiled faintly: "Actually, that is one of the origins of Taoism's method of dismembering corpses. Immortals and ghosts were mixed together a long time ago, and some cultivation methods cannot be clearly distinguished."

"Oh, I see……"

Cheng Sanwu was thoughtful. Although he had heard from Afu and Changqing about the Taoist corpse method to ascend to immortality, he had never paid special attention to it.

"The land of Xiaoxiang was the territory of the Chu Kingdom in the pre-Qin Dynasty. The Chu people were very good at ghosts and gods, and they had many methods of cultivation." Rou Zhaojun tilted his head slightly, raised the curtain and looked at Cheng Sanwu: "Perhaps this thousand-year-old man The Ghost King may be an expert in ghost cultivating since the pre-Qin Dynasty to this day."

"These are all ancient people." Cheng Sanwu pondered: "According to what you said, it seems that such an expert ghost cultivator doesn't need to cause trouble like ordinary little ghosts, right?"

Rou Zhaojun looked at Cheng Sanwu with particularly bright eyes: "Now that the situation is unclear, what are Zhaoyang Jun going to do?"

"What else can we do? Just go and check." Cheng Sanwu spread his hands and said, "It's time to go to the countryside and go to the mountains and forests. Luo Hong is of no use, so we can only go and check in person."

Mr. Chongguang showed disgust on his face: "I won't go to those remote areas!"

"Hey, do you think of yourself as the eldest young master?" Cheng Sanwu said angrily: "Chu Zhongcheng gave this job to the three of us after all. I can't do it all by myself, right?"

As a result, Lord Chongguang said contemptuously: "I live and eat according to the system of the founding father at home, but when I come to serve in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I am already condescending!"

Cheng Sanwu was stunned when he heard this. He really didn't expect that the little devil opposite could be so rampant. Fortunately, Rou Zhaojun explained: "If Xiao Chongguang was a nobleman in Tianhuang twenty or thirty years ago, why should Zhaoyang Please forgive me."

"Tianhuang noble?" Cheng Sanwu suddenly remembered that Chongguang Jun reported his name and exclaimed: "Are you a relative of the heroine Emperor Zhao?"

"Hmph! If the Li family hadn't seized the throne, I might not be able to compete for it now!" Chongguang Jun said.

Faced with such treacherous remarks, Cheng Sanwu did not get angry, but laughed out loud: "Okay, kid, but aren't you still running errands for the emperor of the Li family? When are you going to rebel?"

Mr. Chongguang stood up suddenly, and the Iron Ruler took action: "Wait until I defeat you!"

Cheng Sanwu yawned: "Forget it now. After all, I still have official duties to attend to. If I really kill you, I will inevitably be held accountable again."

Mr. Chongguang shouted: "Mother-in-law, are you still a man like this?"

Cheng Sanwu couldn't help but laugh: "How can an adult get angry with a child?"

When Chongguang Jun was about to have an attack, Rou Zhaojun said, "Little Chongguang, stop making trouble now. It won't be good if either of you two gets hurt."

"Huh!" Mr. Chongguang was persuaded as always, but he still left the main hall angrily.

"Make Zhaoyangjun laugh." Rouzhaojun stood up and bowed lightly, without any condescension.

"I don't care, as long as he still has the courage when the fight comes." Cheng Sanwu didn't care.

"Although Chu Zhongcheng said that I will lead this action, in my opinion, only Lord Zhaoyang can handle the matter well." Rou Zhaojun said: "If Lord Zhaoyang has any arrangements, even if you say so clearly, I will Stay quiet and wait for good news."

After saying this, Rou Zhaojun walked away with light steps, her plump buttocks outlined under the tight clothes, like a juicy and plump peach, making people want to knead it hard to see if the water can really be squeezed out. Come.

But Cheng Sanwu made no move and just watched Rou Zhaojun leave. He has discovered that Lord Rou Zhao will not dissuade Lord Chongguang at all times, and will only speak out when conflicts are related to him. As for Luo Hong being beaten half to death, she didn't say a word, which shows that this Rou Zhaojun is definitely not as kind-hearted, gentle and gentle as he appears.

It is almost certain that Rou Zhaojun's real purpose this time is to monitor his every move, and the identity of the "Millennium Ghost King" can also be roughly determined, that he is a member of Fu Shifeng.

"Everyone is trying to set up a trap to test me, because they are afraid that you don't have enough capital to continue playing." Cheng Sanwu laughed in his heart.

Ignoring other trivial matters, I waited until the next day. Lu Xing, the governor of Yuezhou, came to visit in person and took the initiative to apologize: "The lower officials are incompetent and let the superior down again. The disciples of Yunmeng Pavilion refused to leave Junshan Island and said that if something happens to the superior, , you should take the initiative to go and meet with me, maybe you can answer your questions."

Cheng Sanwu laughed angrily: "Okay, even your governor can't invite these guys? Do they really think of themselves as gods? Do you want me to bring gifts to visit them?"

In fact, this was Lu Xuan's deliberate exaggeration, just to stimulate Cheng Sanwu to go to Yunmeng Pavilion to avoid being angered.

"These people from outside the country are used to being arrogant, frivolous and ignorant of etiquette. I would like to ask the envoy not to get along with them." Lu Xuan pretended to comfort him.

Cheng Sanwu sat down and thought for a while, then said: "Okay, I'll go there myself and see how sacred this Yunmeng Pavilion is. You go prepare the boat and pick out a few gifts!"

"Your Majesty, go and make arrangements immediately." Lu Xuan retreated as if she had received an amnesty.

Cheng Sanwu was so angry that he laughed. This feeling of repeated misfortunes made him feel like he was back in Shuofang, wishing he could have someone perform an operation.

"That's not right." Cheng Sanwu came to the court, looked around, and called Zhang Fan: "Where is Qin Wangshu?"

Zhang Fan was puzzled: "Hasn't she come back yet?"

Cheng Sanwu immediately discovered the problem: "Junshan Island needs to be traveled by boat. Since Lu Xuan's manpower has turned back, there is no reason why Qin Wangshu hasn't returned yet."

"Could it be that he is still exploring the island and has not returned?" Zhang Fan asked.

Cheng Sanwu muttered: "I always feel that it's not a good thing... It seems I have to go through it myself."

(End of this chapter)