Chapter 77 Now that the previous dynasty has been destroyed, the Taoist sect...is it still there?
Chapter 77 Now that the previous dynasty has been destroyed, the Taoist sect...is it still there?
Ling Weiyun was startled, turned his head suddenly, and looked at King Wei.
The latter was taken aback by his sudden sharp gaze, took a step back, and stammered, "Why, what's the matter?"
Ling Weiyun stared at him, and suddenly remembered, yes, this person said that his surname is Yi and his name is Yi Luo.
No wonder his heart skipped a beat when he heard it - this is actually Yi Xiu's descendant.
Ling Weiyun's face was solemn, he didn't have any superfluous feelings for the so-called descendants of Yi Xiu, but he couldn't help but think of what Yi Luo said just now, since Yi Xiu was the one who followed the Taizu of this dynasty and won the throne Minister, and was even made the only king with a different surname in this dynasty.
Doesn't that mean that Yi Xiu also deserved credit for the collapse of the previous dynasty?
And his sect, Daoyi Sect, was still the state religion at that time, and his master was the state teacher at that time.
Now that the previous dynasty has been destroyed, the Daoist sect...is it still there?
Wei Wang asked suspiciously: "One school of Taoism? What one school of Taoism?"
When Ling Weiyun heard King Wei's voice, he realized that he had accidentally said it.
And he was not surprised by King Wei's answer.
In fact, the moment this thought came up, Ling Weiyun already had the answer in his heart.
He has been here for more than ten years, and he has never heard of the existence of Taoism, whether it is history books or unofficial stories, and this dynasty even strictly prohibits the art of self-cultivation, so that he thinks that this dynasty should be the world of three thousand. A certain small world in the world is parallel to the world he used to live in, without interfering with each other, but Yi Xiu suddenly appeared unexpectedly.
He thought it was a parallel world, but it turned out not to be. This is the world he lived in before, but the time was pushed back more than 100 years.
Everything that should have happened has already happened, and what disappeared has also disappeared, without leaving any traces. After a hundred years, there is no one who even knows about the Xiuxian sect that was at its peak in the past.
His sect, his master, his senior brothers, Ti Ye, and himself...he didn't even know what their fate would be.
King Wei was beside him, seeing his face becoming more and more serious, faintly pale, he was startled and frightened for a moment, and asked worriedly: "Brother Lin, are you alright?"
Ling Weiyun's thoughts were raging, his mood fluctuated for a while, his chest was tight and short of breath, and his breathing was difficult. He put his hands on his mouth and coughed sullenly.
When Ling Weiyun coughed, he couldn't stop, his face turned red after a short while, Qingshi was outside ordering his servants to move things inside, when he heard the movement in the room, he hurried in, saw Ling Weiyun coughing endlessly, His face was already bluish-purple, and his complexion suddenly changed. He took out a small white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out two pills, and patted Ling Weiyun on the back while coaxing him to take the pills.
After rubbing his chest for a long time, Ling Weiyun finally regained his breath, but it was still difficult to breathe, and he took breaths one by one.
The king of Wei witnessed the whole process from the side, and he probably couldn't understand it. Was his ancestor so terrifying? It was just a portrait, which made people sick from fright.
Ling Weiyun's face was still blue and his breathing was weak. He waved his hand at King Wei, who was obviously frightened, and said weakly, "Sorry, I scared you. This body is just like this, and it's not very useful."
His tone was relaxed and joking, as if this body wasn't his.
King Wei had no choice but to say: "I'm not, it's all right...it's you, are you all right?"
Frowning again, he turned his head and asked Qingshi: "Your master, what kind of disease is he suffering from? It's become like this, don't you want to cure it?"
Qingshi said: "Why is there no cure, it's just that my son's heart disease was born with it, and I don't know how many doctors he has seen, but he is helpless, and he is supported by these precious medicinal materials."
Then he said to Ling Weiyun: "My lord, you too, the doctor said that you can't work hard on a daily basis, why didn't you listen?"
The king of Wei couldn't help being surprised, this little servant spoke so harshly to his master, as if he was preaching, and obviously not once or twice.
Ling Weiyun didn't pay much attention, and just said: "I didn't pay attention at the moment."
Qingshi still complained: "If the eldest princess finds out, you and I will not be able to escape a lesson."
Ling Weiyun said: "That's why I can't let my mother know."
The two master and servant were arguing aside, you conspired with each other on how to deceive the eldest princess, it seemed that they were already very skilled with each other, and King Wei was surprised and delusional.
Afterwards, Qingshi didn't dare to leave Ling Weiyun's side again, and stared at him closely, fearing that he would make something wrong again.
Almost all the boxes and trunks have been moved into the other courtyard. King Wei was generous and thoughtful, and specially allocated a separate small courtyard for Ling Weiyun. There was also a small kitchen inside, saying that it was convenient for Ling Weiyun to prepare medicine.
Ling Weiyun was very grateful, and Wei Wang waved his hands again and again, not forgetting to repeat the words of letting Ling Weiyun cover him, and said with a smile, "We still need Brother Lau Lin."
Ling Weiyun had no choice but to agree, paused, and finally couldn't help it, and said: "You don't need to call me Brother Lin."
However, King Wei was resolutely unwilling, insisting: "This is absolutely necessary, to show my respect to Brother Lin."
Ling Weiyun: "...All right."
How about saying that King Wei deserves to be the only one who survived the massacre? He has been walking on thin ice and trembling for many years, which has made him develop a very keen sense and a strong sense of crisis. Most importantly, these feelings are all It's not a myth.
For example, as soon as he took Ling Weiyun into the house with his front foot, he received a decree from the palace with his back foot.
The new emperor set up a flower banquet in the palace and invited King Wei to the banquet.
The moment he received the order, King Wei's legs went limp, and his face didn't look like he was going to a banquet, but was going to the execution ground.
Ling Weiyun next to him saw the opportunity, took half a step forward, and said to the envoy who came to announce the decree: "Angel, I am the son of Princess Fengyang, and now I happen to be staying in Wei Wang's other courtyard. I wonder if we can go to the banquet together."
King Wei gave him grateful eyes.
The envoy glanced at him with a serious face, and said: "It turns out that Mr. Lin is also there, but according to His Majesty's order, only His Royal Highness King Wei is invited."
King Wei's back trembled, his face turned pale.
However, immediately afterward, the envoy said again: "But since Mr. Lin is here, it's okay, we just happen to be together."
This one made a sudden and sharp turn, which made Wei Wang stunned for a while, thinking: Ah, this is also okay?Was Xindi so casual?
But of course King Wei would not refuse this kind of casualness, and even began to admire his own foresight. If Ling Weiyun hadn't been invited to the door, he would have to face the new emperor alone now.
After the messenger delivered the message, he left.
King Wei, who was proud of his foresight one moment, became worried the next moment. He asked Ling Weiyun, "Why did the little emperor ask me to go to the banquet alone? Did he want to poison me to death?"
Ling Weiyun thought for a while, but he was really not sure about the current Ti Ye, and said, "It's not impossible."
Wei Wang's expression froze, as if it was about to crack.
Then he started to pack up his luggage: "I should have time to run now, right?"
Ling Weiyun stopped him: "Why are you running? It's useless to run. Could it be that he can't find you?"
After all, they even know where other people raised their concubine and how many sons they gave birth to. Ti Ye's eyeliner is probably far beyond their imagination.
This is also what confused Ling Weiyun. According to Ti Ye's hands and eyes, he should have known that he moved out of the post house and came to the king of Wei. Why did the envoy seem to be ignorant, so he came here It was only when the decree was announced that he was there.
But it may also be because his movements are not important, even if Ti Ye knew about it, he didn't take it to heart.
King Wei obviously understood this very well, and his spine was taken away immediately, and his whole body was sluggish, as if he was mourning his concubine.
Ling Weiyun felt a little pitiful, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, I'll accompany you, you will be fine."
Hearing this, King Wei quickly stretched out his hand to hold him back, his eyes full of earnestness: "Brother Lin, you must protect me."
Ling Weiyun pulled his hand out: "...um."
That afternoon, King Wei and Ling Weiyun took a car to the palace and got off at the gate of the palace. There were already servants waiting here, leading them into the palace on foot.
The banquet was held in a gazebo in the garden. It was early autumn, and the summer heat was not over during the day. At night, the cool breeze was blowing, but it was very cool. The gazebo was ventilated on all sides, and you could enjoy flowers and water. It was indeed a suitable place for banquets. where.
When the servant led Ling Weiyun and King Wei to the gazebo, Ti Ye hadn't come yet. After waiting for a while, the sun was getting lower and the moon was quietly rising to the west.
Ti Ye came out from the darkness.
Probably because the occasion was not as formal as last time, Ti Ye did not wear the grand court dress, but only a regular dress, which was still black with dark patterns embroidered on it. The two maids in front were holding lamps, vaguely reflecting Ti Ye s face.
When Ling Weiyun looked over, he didn't know if it was an illusion for a moment, but he always felt as if he saw the old Ti Ye.
The next moment, King Wei stood up from his seat, "See you, Your Majesty!"
Ti Ye had also walked into the pavilion, and the pavilion was brightly lit, and Ti Ye's face became clear all of a sudden.
Ling Weiyun's eyes gradually recovered from being slightly dazed, and he also stood up, saying: "I have seen Your Majesty."
Ti Ye's eyes flicked over them one by one, paused on Ling Weiyun for a while, then moved away as if nothing had happened.
He sat down at the table, propped his chin with one hand, and said casually: "Sit down, don't be nervous, and it's not a formal occasion, as for me, I just want to have a meal with King Wei and chat, so be casual. No formalities."
They keep saying that they want to make people feel free, but they don't open their mouths to make people sit down.
The two had no choice but to continue standing. Ti Ye paused, as if he had just noticed that there was another person at the scene. He raised his eyes, glanced at Ling Weiyun, and said, "Oh, there is also a cousin who is also with Wei Wei. The king is here?"
His half-smile tone made people wonder what his attitude was.
Wei Wang trembled, his face covered with cold sweat, and said: "Yes, yes... When His Majesty's envoy came, because Brother Lin is now living in the Xiaowang Mansion, the envoy said, Brother Lin can come together..."
Ti Ye was holding a wine glass in his hand, as if he thought it was interesting, he played with it with lowered eyes, and said, "Oh, is that so?"
He didn't ask anyone directly, but Ling Weiyun still responded consciously: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Ti Ye raised his eyes and looked at Ling Weiyun, with a smile on his lips, but also gloomy, he said: "I didn't expect that my cousin and the king of Wei hit it off so quickly, as brothers It's commensurate, and I'm still living in someone else's house."
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