Chapter 147 Three-Legged Tripod, the National Teacher's Plan, the Chessboard of Heaven and Earth (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

In Changle Palace.

Accompanying the operation of the fairy corona.

Many people's bodies that have been destroyed long ago are restored to the original state even if they are turned into powder.

It's just that the three free souls and six souls are still floating between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of a Qi practitioner, these invisible things can still be seen.

The young Heavenly Master waved his hand, and these three souls and six souls immediately entered the ownerless body.

Most monks who are lucky enough to have three souls and six souls are still alive can come back from the dead.

But a small number of those who were close to the center of the dragon crystal had no trace of their three souls or six souls wandering around. There were no other real people, great Confucians, or eminent monks to act as physical buffers, so their souls and souls were completely destroyed.

Lu Yunqing looked at the white-clothed Celestial Master in front of him with hopeful eyes, and begged: "Celestial Master, please save my beloved concubine!"

Xu Changqing shook his head.

"Princess Ning is located in the center. She is the person closest to Xianyu's self-destruction. If there are any soul remnants, she can still summon the soul and retain a trace of life. However, her three souls and six souls are all destroyed, and Sun Corona can't do anything."

"The corona can reverse time, but it cannot reverse reincarnation. The three souls and six souls belong to the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and are controlled by Tiandao himself."

The body of flesh and blood can be restored, and a ray of residual soul can summon the soul, but there is really nothing that can be done if all the souls dissipate between heaven and earth.

Besides, operating the corona once requires consuming hundreds of years of power accumulated within the corona.

After using it once, Xu Changqing was already sweating profusely and his energy levels were at the bottom.

He had to take out a pill and take it.

Hearing the words of rejection from the Heavenly Master in White, despair appeared on Lu Yunqing's face.

From disbelief at the beginning, to numbness and dullness, and then to hope arising from the divine power of the corona.

In the end, I am now in utter despair.

The word "extremely sad" is no longer enough to describe Lu Yunqing's mood at this moment.

Lu Yunqing's whole body fell silent and did not make a sound.

He seemed to have lost his life, staring dimly at the feet of Princess Ning, whose lips were white and her eyes were closed. She had a quiet and gentle temperament and had lost her soul.

At this moment, many scenes of Ning Feiyu's daily life came to mind, from the acquaintance in the Confucian temple, to the trivial matters in the palace, to the meticulous reminders.

Lu Yunqing closed his eyes. No one around him dared to disturb him. He asked coldly:

"Who did it? How could such a dangerous forbidden object appear at the banquet?"

Many cabinet ministers, as well as respected people from the three houses of government, gathered around and thought about the origin of this crisis.

"I must have wanted to assassinate King Chongwen, but the result was unexpected. Your Highness is protected by something from a saint."

"The jade of the dragon clan is extremely precious. It is a treasure kept at the bottom of the immortal family's box. How could anyone use it to self-destruct? What is the purpose?"

Many Taoists have already begun to make calculations with their fingers.

Among them, the one with the fastest divination is Xu Changqing, the Heavenly Master in White.

He glanced around and found clues, and finally fixed his eyes on a soup pot in front of Lu Yunqing's desk, which contained a plump and fragrant chicken in sauce.

"The three-thousand-year-old Dragon Clan's jade was hidden in this earthen vessel. It was brought up by the palace maid, and then someone unlocked the jade's restriction. This is the origin of the self-destruction."

Xu Changqing said in a deep voice.

"Is this palace maid an assassin?"

"It's very possible. It's a pity that this palace maid died while serving King Chongwen."

When Lu Yunqing heard this, he looked at the chief minister expressionlessly.

Seeing this scene, Chief Assistant Yuan Xuangang said coldly: "Take down all the imperial chefs and interrogate them quickly."

Soon, all the royal chefs involved in preparing the banquet were brought up by the imperial guards.

They were all terrified, not knowing what big thing they had committed, so they could only shout:

"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please spare your life!"

Yuan Xuangang wore a scarlet robe, showed no anger, and said calmly: "Is there anyone among you who wants to assassinate Wang Jia?"

"We are all preparing for the big banquet wholeheartedly, how can we be disobedient!"

"Yes, I am just a cook, how dare I do something to His Highness!"

The imperial chefs were all complaining and crying for their father and mother.

Lu Yunqing didn't talk so much nonsense.

Alone, he walked up to a tall and thin cook, placed his big hand on the other person's Tianling Cap, and his literary spirit was surging.

The cook showed pain on his face, but did not dare to resist.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts trembled.

This is soul searching.

This method can check other people's memories and search for what you want. There is no need to interrogate, and there is no need to worry about authenticity. The only drawback is that ordinary monks cannot accept this method, and they will become demented for life and become a useless person.

This is especially true for these cooks. Most of them are mortals. How can they accept the soul search? After the soul search, the person will be useless.

Lu Yunqing has always been known for his elegance, how could he do such a thing?

"Plop."

The sound came, and the tall and thin cook's body slumped to the ground, his eyes were dull, and his saliva was all over the floor. He had obviously become a fool.

However, it's not over yet.

Lu Yunqing didn't find the answer he wanted, so he moved to the next person and continued searching for souls.

Many palace maids and eunuchs saw this scene, and their hearts trembled, and they couldn't bear to look directly at it. The remaining imperial chefs were so frightened that their legs became weak and their bodies were trembling with fear.

This scene did not cause any obstruction from many ministers, princes and nobles.

These are mortals, and their lives are like grass.

Now the Eighth Prince was furious and wanted to find the murderer. On the surface, His Highness was not affected by the death of the princess and acted very calmly. In fact, he didn't know how much anger and hatred he had in his heart.

They didn't have to go against the Eighth Prince, who was now in the limelight, for a few mortals.

Moreover, they also wanted to know who the murderer was.

Soul search was indeed the fastest and safest way.

Only a young Confucian scholar stood up, with a look of reluctance on his face, and accused Lu Yunqing: "Your Highness's actions may be a little inappropriate. Most of these imperial chefs are innocent people. You can interrogate them one by one to find out why they want to hurt their lives."

Lu Yunqing glanced at him indifferently, and this glance was full of indifference. He had no fear or guilt towards the Confucian scholar in front of him.

"If you have other ways to find the murderer, you can tell me."

The Confucian scholar paused and frowned.

How could he know who the murderer was.

He just thought that King Chongwen's actions violated the Confucian principle of "being lenient to others", which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Found it."

Finally, Lu Yunqing's voice came out dryly from his throat. He found traces in the memory of a certain round chef.

A chubby figure sneaked into the kitchen, rudely asking for a big stack of osmanthus cake.

Then he stood in front of many dishes while looking for trouble.

He was the most suspicious one among many people.

"Your Highness, have you found the murderer?"

"Who is the culprit?"

Everyone was curious.

"Lu-Yun-Wan." Lu Yunqing gritted his teeth and said word by word.

He will never forget that figure.

Lu Yunwan, you are looking for death!

"What?! The culprit is Langya King?"

"Is it true?"

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect it and some couldn't believe it.

Looking for Lu Yunwan everywhere.

They remembered that Langya King was also at the banquet.

Soon someone discovered something was wrong, "The Prince of Langya is missing and is not at the banquet now!"

"Is he really the culprit?"

"How much hatred does the Seventh Prince have with His Highness that he can do this."

As this chef collapsed to the ground, the remaining imperial chefs breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they had saved their lives.

But soon, their expressions froze.

"As an imperial chef in the palace, you failed to guard properly, allowing the Prince of Langya to sneak into the back kitchen and cause this disaster. I dare to ask the officials of the court, how should we deal with it?"

Lu Yunqing's cold words fell into the ears of the cabinet ministers, which was particularly harsh.

"According to the laws of Dayan, those who are derelict in their duties and cause serious losses to Dayan's public property should be hanged. Now there are still many court officials whose lives and deaths are unknown, and their souls have not returned. This is a serious crime and should be punished."

An official from the Ministry of Justice said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, all the imperial chefs turned pale and showed despair.

They knew.

They were dead!

Lu Yunqing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good answer, what's your name?"

"I am Shi Qinglang." The official of the Ministry of Justice clasped his fists respectfully.

Being appreciated by King Chongwen is definitely a great start.

But the faces of the cabinet ministers may not be so good.

Lu Yunqing is teaching the cabinet to do things, which undoubtedly regards the status of the cabinet as nothing.

If it is serious, he can be charged with making excessive remarks.

But will they do this?

Of course not. After all, Lu Yunqing is a prince, a disciple of the Saint of Reason, and has a high status. If he says a few more words about the affairs of the court, it will not have a big impact.

It's just that this is a bad start.

"Only when the seventh prince entered the back kitchen can we conclude that he is the murderer?" The second assistant king Hefu smiled faintly and asked.

At present, the cabinet is suppressed by the angry eighth prince. It seems that there is no impact, but in fact, the officials around him are all relieved.

At this time, only he can bear the anger of the eighth prince.

The Prime Minister cannot use his power to pressure others, and does not want to offend the Eighth Prince, and the other cabinet ministers are even more so.

If everyone is indifferent, the cabinet's prestige will inevitably be affected, and the news will be heard by foreign envoys, which is a serious matter.

As the Second Prime Minister, he must strive for this prestige of the cabinet.

When Lu Yunqing saw Wang Hefu speak, although he was very angry, he could not vent it on Wang Hefu. After all, the other party was the grandfather of the sixth brother, the Second Prime Minister of the dynasty, and his status was not low.

It was right that he hated Lu Yunwan, but he did not lose his mind. He asked lightly:

"What do you think, Lord Wang, should be dealt with?"

"I know that your Highness must be very painful about the death of Princess Ning. I will empathize with you. The cabinet will definitely give you an explanation. First, take the King of Langya to the government office for interrogation, and investigate the origin of the Dragon Clan's jade. Then everything will be clear."

Wang Hefu's attitude was not high, and his tone was very friendly. He made a promise to Lu Yunqing.

Lu Yunqing took a deep breath and said, "Then I will wait for your news."

"Your Highness King Chongwen is so majestic. I wonder if you still remember the grievances of our Jinwu Kingdom?"

Suddenly.

A cold voice came.

The Jinwu Princess Luo Qiufu returned to the banquet, accompanied by a middle-aged general.

The Prime Minister Yuan Xuangang said in a deep voice: "This banquet was originally for discussing this matter, but now the situation has changed, so it can only be postponed. Princess, please forgive me. I am really sorry."

'Luo Qiufu' smiled lightly and said: "The death of a princess has caused such a big commotion. Could it be that your cabinet is headed by King Chongwen, or is he already the crown prince appointed by Dayan?"

Lu Yunqing's eyes showed a dangerous look, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you mean, Your Highness, Princess?"

Many cabinet ministers also looked puzzled.

Why did the eldest princess come out to muddy the waters at this time? She was puzzled by her behavior that angered the eighth prince.

Is this woman stupid?

"This is Dayan's family matter, so there is no need for the eldest princess to point fingers." Wang Hefu said calmly.

"I understand, in this case, Dayan plans to be indifferent to the Golden Crow Kingdom." 'Luo Qiufu' said disappointedly.

Only the middle-aged general on the side was filled with surprise under his expressionless face.

How did he know that Master Luo Ying could be so arrogant and provoke everyone's dissatisfaction with just a few words? This ability is also very powerful.

What kind of real Luo Qiufu is this?

But the eldest princess in Luo Ying's incarnation was just provoking hatred for her sister.

Let the eighth prince and the eldest princess become enemies.

The good fisherman in the Prince of Jin's Mansion will benefit, this is the task assigned by Lu Guangjing!

The middle-aged general Lu Mingyuan transformed into looked at his younger brother.

Lu Yunqing's face was gloomy, and many corpses fell on the floor, including the body of Princess Ning.

Lu Mingyuan sighed secretly.

Apparently he already knew what was going on.

If it were the former Lu Yunqing, he would never kill someone.

It can only be said that the current eighth brother, stimulated by the death of Princess Ning, has begun to become a little extreme.

Hope he can get over this hurdle.

"Send the cabinet documents to arrest King Langya!"

"The nature of this matter is too serious. There are many people who died at the banquet. It must be investigated strictly!"

The cabinet minister quickly wrote an arrest document on the spot and asked the monks of the Third Academy to arrest the person.

Changle Palace, among the crowd.

No one was paying attention to Master Xun, who silently picked up a glass of wine and took a sip. The taste was indeed the same as before the corona recovered.

The banquet has come to an end.

The four large characters written in ink on his palm, which read "Want to die", suddenly disappeared.

He stared at the faces of all the people at the banquet and chuckled secretly:

"Although I don't know who you are, you actually have a way to bring Lu Yunwan back to life, which should have been dead, and make my disciple's cultivation unstable. You are somewhat capable. How are you going to solve this situation now?"

This game kills two birds with one stone.

Not only did the seventh prince fall into a deadlock, but also the eighth prince's moral integrity was damaged, and cracks appeared in his literary courage. The two became enmity and fought to the death.

Very wonderful.

Just, for a moment.

He looked up at the sky, thinking about the past, and saw a pair of eyes through all the living beings.

Master Xun said with a smile: "To control the destiny of heaven and use it, it depends on human beings, the pros and cons, the pros and cons, the temporary plan, it is difficult to reach the elegant hall, don't you know that there is no unstoppable way for man? Those who enter the game are always obsessed with it, and those who fall into the game, why not not Disturbed by chess pieces.”

Haoranzhou, above the Tianshan Mountains.

The mist is shrouded, the auspicious clouds are colorful, the intelligent and intelligent white cranes are singing together, and on the back is a scholar dressed in a Confucian shirt. This place is a rare place for immortals, with many caves hidden inside.

There are 9,999 steps at the bottom of the mountain.

On top of the Thousands of Wanren Mountains, through the clouds and mist, there are carved five mountains, all with the heads of saints, symbolizing the five saints and ancestors of Haoranzhou, also known as the Five Sages of Confucianism.

The five great patriarchs are the ones with the highest status in the Confucian temple, and their teachings are the most widespread and have been spread for thousands of years.

Under the saints, there are seventy-two sages.

They are all people who have left a strong mark on the history books, who have set up monuments and left their names in history, and who occupy the highest positions in all major dynasties.

The rising Confucian temple stands in the void, like a castle in the air, a huge floating island, which makes people think of the white jade capital in the sky.

There are plaques in each Confucian temple.

All schools of thought have their own divisions.

In the main hall, there is everlasting incense, and the incense and prayers from all the scholars in the Middle Earth are in the Confucian Temple.

It's just that the leader of the Confucian Temple has been idle for a long time, and all affairs are in charge of the deputy leader, Li Sheng.

There are many stone statues of saints standing in the temple. Looking around, there are more than ten.

A clear old man, with purple robes and big sleeves with purple mulberry patterns, majestic and majestic, meticulous forehead hair, and slender white beard under the chin. He has a sense of Taoist immortality, unfathomable Qi, as if he has insight into everything in the world.

The old man's face is clearly visible on one of the many stone statues of saints behind him, which is engraved with the four characters "Lisheng Zhu'an".

In front of the old man Qinglang, there is a huge chessboard. It is obviously just a shadow, but it shows the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. It is like a heaven and earth unfolding, with countless black and white stones dotted on the chessboard.

The black and white pieces are concentrated in the most important position on the chessboard, the Great Flame Emperor's Palace.

In the eyes of the old man Qinglang, the nine-foot-long ancient chess table became larger and larger, extending in all directions, evolving into a huge world with continuous mountains, much like an unfolding map of the sky.

The stronger the strength of the Confucian cultivators, the larger and more detailed the world evolved under the chessboard, with every mountain, every river, every city, every person, all presented.

Now, there are two eye-catching chess pieces, and the other seven are either dim or broken.

One chess piece turned into a black dragon panning the sun, and the other turned into a green dragon crouching over the mountain. Under the light group, human figures flickered.

There is an illusory sunspot that is always building momentum for the black dragon to make up for it.

"How to use it to control the destiny is nonsense."

The old man Qinglang cursed, and three white stones appeared on his fingertips, all of which showed powerful energy.

"Xun Yu, your tail is really going to fly. Do you really think no one can cure you?"

No regrets in making the move, the white piece instantly blocked the black dragon's retreat.

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