Jiankang is the capital of Daliang. Although this glorious Daliang is declining day by day and has reached the end of the dynasty, there are still three kilograms of iron in the ruined ship. There are many dragons and snakes lurking in the first good place.
Su Che used his mysterious power to sacrifice the Dharma basket in the air, and the green energy swirled around it and transformed into clouds. Zhou Jue Yin Tian's secret method should be based on Xuanyin's Dharma lineage. Under the Dharma basket, if it is placed two or three miles away, there will naturally be the appearance of hundreds of ghosts walking at night.
There is a ghost girl in red who smiles beautifully and wants to get married. There are ferocious yakshas that move swiftly through the air, devouring essences, and mandrills that laugh strangely and mock the passers-by. There is an old man selling melons, which look like human heads and have different expressions. There are bull-headed demons pulling blood carts, and there are children crying and crying in other carts, with a voice like an old woman
These kinds of things are not really evil ghosts walking here, but when Su Cheyun envoys the Dharma. The vision stirred up.
However, to ordinary people, this kind of vision only flashes in front of the eyes for a moment, as if it is an illusion in a moment of trance. However, if you look carefully, the more you look at it, the more real it is. His mind was in a trance, his hair stood on his head, his blood was frozen, and his teeth were pounding in his mouth like garlic.
In the censor's platform, there is naturally the censor Xingyou who is responsible for observing the sky. The censor on duty is thin and has two heads on his neck. One head is full of joy, and the other is. The eyes were sewn shut, the ears were cut off, and the upper and lower lips were cut off, exposing a mouth of gray rotten teeth.
I saw him looking up at the northeastern sky, counting with his fingers.
"The Northeast belongs to Gen, which is a birth gate. It takes the shape of a mountain. It is quiet and long. How could there be such a demonic cloud?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crowd of people beside him. The worthy Censor Xingyou took over.
"There are capital gods inside and outside Jiankang City, so how can any blind evil spirit dare to come here?"
"Since ordinary evil spirits dare not come, the person who comes is naturally not good, let's go there Take a walk."
"When the country is about to fall, there must be monsters. This beam is really ruined,"
A few people opened their mouths together and chatted about everything. The topic changed to someone else, and he started to sneer directly.
"Everyone, everyone, please be careful, we are asking them to keep an eye on us."
"What's the big deal if I take off my official robe and stop serving, Donghai?" Isn’t the above enough for you and me to be happy?"
"People say that Si Chen, the female chicken, is the conqueror of the country. I don't know what kind of chicken Si Chen has now."
"It's not a female. Chicken, but it probably doesn't count as a rooster."
"Well, Lao Wei should count."
"Since Tiqi is in charge, it's up to them to deal with it, and we don't care. Such trivial matters."
With a flurry of chatter, several Xingyou censors decided on the appropriate text, pulled up the Guantian Book next to them, and started writing in a few strokes.
A certain year, a certain month, a certain day and a certain time, there was a strange movement of demon clouds in the northeast of Jiankang, and it seemed that hundreds of ghosts were hiding. In order to protect the palace city, various officials had moved Wenti cavalry to deal with this.
A document flew away, and several Xingyou censors began to talk about what Ji Sichen was talking about now.
There is no need for them to talk nonsense, Tiqi has already issued the order.
Leave it alone.
Nowadays, although there is no blind Tiqi around Su Sangong to be a ghost in hanging boots. But how could Tiqi not care about this young master?
Since Changxinhou has Yaxing practicing Taoism there, then let him practice it. What will it really do to hinder him, scare the passers-by, and cause waves. Let's just go and mention it to Mr. Su on the sidelines.
There are still so many rebels in the city, so where can we find the free time to mess around with our own people?
A few curious people went over to take a look, and the other rough people were like Everyone does his or her own thing.
You don’t know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are when you are not a master. Now that the world has finally changed to our Tiqi as the master, we still have to focus on our work.
For example, there are the most rebels in Yushitai.
Outside Jiankangtai City, inside the camp, the sergeants shouted and drilled, the murderous aura in the sky condensed into sad clouds, armored horses and spears went back and forth, and flags covered the clouds and blocked the sun.
Wei Huaiwen was wearing a green shirt and was sitting quietly in the big tent. The papers on the desk were piled up like a hill. Wei Shuai was holding a wolf brush in his hand, and the tip of his pen was covered with ink while he was reviewing. Suddenly, There was a call from outside, and a soldier sent in a yellow silk envelope from outside.
Wei Huaiwen was very strict in managing the army. There were special officers in the shogunate to handle military information, and all kinds of military information were dealt with in different colors according to the degree of urgency.
The lightest layer is made of green silk. This kind of military information generally does not reach the hands of Wei Shuai. It is handled by the staff generals and counselors in the shogunate below. For more urgent military information, use yellow silk, and the senior officials in Wei Shuai's shogunate will handle it according to the situation. If necessary, Wei Shuai should also be notified.
The next layer is made of red silk. The red silk is important military information and must be sent to Wei Shuai's desk for approval. The most urgent military situation is Zijuan, so Wei Shuai must be notified as soon as possible.
The yellow silk letter in front of me is obviously a dispensable military message, but the staff below think it is necessary to pass it on to Wei Huaiwen.
This actually aroused Wei Huaiwen's interest.
As the various systems of the shogunate matured, he had not seen such a yellow silk for a long time. However, according to past practice, this was usually an extremely interesting thing, and the staff below were specially selected to fight. Wei Shuai, who likes comedy, smiled.
As his desk was busy, Wei Huaiwen took it directly to take a look, just for fun.
When he unfolded it, he frowned slightly.
Such things seem to be more suitable to be placed in the yellow silk. After all, it is too ordinary for a boy to practice evil skills or do bad things.
As for how the Yushitai is doing and how Tiqi is doing, the two of them must pay more attention to the current situation.
But as his thoughts flashed, Wei Huaiwen probably guessed something, but his lips moved.
"Fucking noisy."
Wei Shuai thought for a moment and put the yellow silk envelope into his sleeve. It was just in time to meet the man named Su tomorrow.Hao Yishao, this old man, look what a good child he raised.
But Wei Huaiwen seemed to remember something again, so he unfolded the yellow silk and looked at it again.
He took a piece of bamboo slip from the side and wrote a line of words with a wolf-brush pen. With a flick of his hand, the bamboo slip flew down.
Those people in the Military Intelligence Department of the shogunate have been slacking off in the past few years and cannot see many overtones.
When his thoughts turned to this, Wei Huaiwen took out the yellow silk envelope from his sleeve and read it again.
"What a fucking fuss."
Wei Shuai added a real character to someone named Su and started working on his desk again.
The bamboo slips flew out and were turned in the hands of several military officials one after another, and the entire shogunate system began to operate in an orderly manner.
The scouts came out of the camp one after another, and the generals restrained and drilled the soldiers. After a short period of repair, this elite division returned to the rhythm of preparing for war.
At this time, in a certain painted boat on the Qinhuai River, incense charcoal was burned in the auspicious beast furnace, and the sword edge was hidden in the smell of powder. Mrs. She was sitting naked at a small table made of camphor wood, and opposite her was a woman with heavy makeup.
The woman had smooth eyebrows and a hint of blush on her face. She looked at Mrs. Xie carefully and said.
"It's been a long time since I've seen my sister. How could she be so careless and fall into our trap."
Mrs. Xie didn't say anything, just looked up at the sky.
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