Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

"Eighteen years, and you're finally here."

The female emperor's resentful words immediately shocked the two of them.

"What's the situation? We knew each other eighteen years ago? Impossible, the original body never left Tangling County in his memory!"

Zhang Ming thought with some surprise.

Immediately, he subconsciously wanted to ask, Qingquan, how old were you when you went up the mountain?

But when he saw the clear spring sideways, he looked into the courtyard with a terrified expression. His body was like a mountain bearing hundreds of millions of catties, and sweat stains emerged from his hair.

"Um?"

Zhang Ming looked into the courtyard in a blink of an eye, and saw that the Empress Wu Mingxian had turned around, staring at Qingquan with burning eyes.

There are memories, kisses, and scrutiny in those eyes.

"Qingquan, do you know her?"

This sudden change made him even forget to look at the Empress's face.

Qingquan stammered, and murmured in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, it is impossible for me to have been here..."

Empress Wu Mingxian shook her head slightly, and said, "Since you're here, you should face it squarely."

She waved her hand, and a court lady on the right stepped forward, holding a scroll of documents in her hand.

"Lingshu observes the clear spring. At the age of three, he went up to the mountain to learn from Tai Xuzi... he learned Taoism at the age of five, tempered his body at the age of seven, and stepped into the realm of nourishing Qi at the age of thirteen..."

"The first time I went down the mountain to buy at the age of sixteen, I was frightened and fainted by a woman..."

"At the age of 20, he broke through the condensed essence, returned to one, and shaped his life, and was promoted to the Yang God Realm."

This is obviously a Qingquan file, which contains details and records of his life.

As for the part that the maid read, it was obvious that the important content was selected.

The more Zhang Ming listened, the more startled he became. When he looked at Qingquan again, he had already fallen to the ground, his face turning pale.

"Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

Zhang Ming stood in front of Qingquan and asked.

But the empress Wu Mingxian obviously didn't intend to give up on this, but she waved her hand to dismiss the maid, and said slowly: "Lingshu Guanqingquan is 21 years old, and his original name is Wuqingquan. !"

Her last words were like thunder on the ground.

Qingquan couldn't stop anymore, and murmured: "So, so, I remembered! I remembered!"

He propped himself up on the ground and stood up, brushed aside his senior brother's care, faced the empress and said, "I didn't expect that I came from the royal family... But why did master ban my childhood memories? You... are my sister?"

He no longer has the usual playfulness and unruliness, only the seriousness that has never been seen before.

Empress Wu Mingxian finally showed a smile on her face. She was as complete and dreamy as a king flower blooming. She asked softly: "Brother, you should have shouldered the burden of the Great Jin Emperor. Now...do you understand?"

At this moment, all Zhang Ming's doubts were resolved.

Why is it that today's empress, surnamed Wu, named Qing'e, and styled Mingxian, issued an edict to "respect Buddhism and restrain Taoism"?

She is not only aimed at the policy of filling the national treasury laid down by Buddhism, but also to force the Qingquan in the Taoist temple on Zhuoguang Mountain to come down the mountain as soon as possible.

The Empress was never aimed at Lingshu Temple, nor at Qing Hui, but from the beginning to the end, she was targeting Qingquan!

And Zhang Ming just happened to be at the right time to shine in this dispute.

"It turns out that everything you did was to force me to come to Kyoto."

Qingquan sighed and asked, "But why? Let me be a leisurely Taoist, walking tigers and cranes every day, chanting scriptures and enlightening Taoism, isn't it good?"

There was a trace of struggle in Wu Mingxian's eyes.

"Qingquan!"

"The first emperor passed away, and my Great Jin Dynasty was in danger. Where were you at that time?"

"Three sects are fighting each other, controlling the imperial court; there are many aristocratic families, fish and meat make a living, where are you?"

"The kingdoms of the four directions are staring at each other, and the Dongyi, Xirong, and Northern Wei are closely guarding against each other, intending to overthrow our Great Jin Dynasty. Where are you at this time?"

"You...how long are you going to run away!?"

She suddenly screamed harshly.

With one sentence, Qingquan was left stunned by the question.

He murmured, "Yes,

where am I? I was still digging out bird eggs, catching river fish, and flipping through those obscure Daoist scriptures in Zhuoguang Mountain... The burden of the Great Jin Dynasty is all on your shoulders..."

"But, this is the throne, and everyone in the world yearns for it. Don't you want to sit on this throne alone?"

Qingquan raised his head and looked at the peerless empress.

Many people have overlooked that this woman who dominates the world is only nineteen years old this year.

Wu Mingxian waved his long sleeves of Liuxian suddenly, laughed and said: "The throne? If I didn't want to give up the throne, why would I force you to go down this mountain! Qingquan, I have made up my mind. After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, I will show you Tell the world to pass on the Great Jin Emperor to you."

Zhang Ming and Qing Quan were shocked together.

Her Majesty the Empress was so resolute that she could even refuse the throne of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Even, the moment she spoke, Zhang Ming saw an unprecedented lightness in her eyes, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

She had been waiting for this day for a long time.

In order to hold on to this day, she has held on for a long time.

Qingquan was silent, he didn't know how to answer, how to face the woman in front of him, how to face the entire Jin Dynasty.

This is too big a blow to him!

"I... I need to think again."

Qingquan said in a hoarse voice.

Wu Mingxian's expression became colder, and he snorted: "Qingquan, there are only two days before the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. If you are not qualified to be emperor, then I would rather kill you with my own hands than die humiliatingly at the hands of the enemy!"

Qingquan's whole body trembled immediately, and it took a long time before he bowed and said: "I will seriously consider it."

Zhang Ming sighed in his heart, his junior brother had finally reached the moment of growth.

Life is always like this, being forced to grow.

The more kind you are, the more you will be cornered by the world.

"Your Majesty, if nothing happens today, I will leave later."

He opened his mouth to smooth things over and said.

The expression on Wu Mingxian's face was a little relaxed, and he looked at him and said, "Master Qinghui, please forgive me for being negligent. It's just that you don't want to ask me about what I wrote in the imperial decree when you come here?"

Mentioning this matter, Zhang Ming's eyes shrank subconsciously.

"Your Majesty, did your teacher leave a letter in the palace when he left the capital?"

he asked looking up.

In the second imperial decree delivered by General Fu at the Lingshu Temple in Zhuoguang Mountain that day, it was written that he came to the capital and participated in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and he could obtain the relics of Tai Xuzi, including a letter for his senior brothers. letter.

The corner of Wu Mingxian's mouth curled up into a smile: "That's right, if you win the position of the national teacher, I will give you everything."

Zhang Ming frowned: "Do you want Pindao to ascend to the position of national teacher, and assist Qingquan to secure the throne of the Great Jin Dynasty?"

He was a little worried, and Her Majesty the Empress seemed to have arranged everything properly again.

However, Qingquan succeeds to the throne, where will she go?

How can this world be able to obey Qingquan?

So what she really persecuted is not only Qingquan, but also herself. Only she can make Qingquan sit firmly on the throne.

Wu Mingxian looked at him and asked directly: "Why, is Daoist Qing Hui just watching your junior brother die?"

If he has no ability but sits on the throne, those sects, aristocratic families and enemy countries will not let him go.

Zhang Ming shook his head, his eyes fell on Qingquan, and he said slowly: "He doesn't need help from poor people."

Qingquan shook his body, looked at his senior brother, and saw encouragement and trust in his eyes.

Wu Mingxian didn't seem to expect that he would answer like this, and he froze in place for a while.

Zhang Ming sighed slightly in his heart, that's right, everyone in the world thinks that his junior brother is a cheap and stupid talent, but no one will understand that this is just rough jade.

He shines in the dust, illuminating thousands of flowers in the mountains and rivers.

Wu Mingxian once again looked at Qingquan with scrutiny. For her brother, who had never met, she knew very well, but at the same time she didn't understand him very well.

I understand because she has been collecting information about him since she ascended to the throne of God, studying it day and night.

I don't understand because no matter how much she reads, she has never gotten along with it.

"Qingquan, if you are really up to the task, you might as well prove it to me. There will be chaos in the capital these two days, and someone needs to take care of the country."

Wu Mingxian said suddenly, and then glanced at Fu Jing who was standing quietly behind.

The crimson cavalry general hurriedly knelt down on one knee, and said: "Your Majesty, just yesterday night, blood eucalyptus occurred in the Tingfeng Tower in Jingdu, and Cao Lao Liu was decapitated by Cao Gang's travel; and today In the morning, Wang Xian, the second son of the royal family in Jingdu, and Xu Yao, the young lord of the Feiyun Sect, were massacred in the same way."

Zhang Ming couldn't help but frowned, he just entered the capital, and already started to mess up?

Wu Mingxian sighed slightly: "Sure enough, as expected, some people don't want this ceremony to be held smoothly, and even want to use it to stir up disputes among the major forces! It's just that I don't know if it's the secret work of the enemy country, or the aristocratic sect?"

She looked at Qingquan in a blink of an eye, and said: "I will give you the crimson order. From now on, you will be in command of the Kyoto crimson cavalry. Except for the general Jiang Ye of Dingguo, everyone will follow your orders. But you have to find out the cause of the blood eucalyptus within two days." How about punishing the murderer behind the scenes?"

There was a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Zhang Ming grabbed Qingquan's hand and shook his head slightly, signaling him not to be fooled.

Here the Empress dug two big pits directly.

One is to command the crimson cavalry in Kyoto. Everyone knows that the crimson cavalry is the empress' personal guard. Once the crimson order is handed over, it is tantamount to handing over the empress's wealth and life. Qingquan will surely be lost by all.

The second is that the murderer behind the scenes dared to cause chaos in the capital, he must have strong strength, even dared to contend with the three sects, or was a member of the three sects. How could Qingquan find out the murderer within two days? I'm afraid it's dangerous, and he was directly included in the must-kill list by the forces behind the scenes.

But Qingquan also shook his head towards him, and immediately took a step forward, responding: "Please give me an order, Your Majesty."

Wu Mingxian laughed: "Okay! Okay! I'll leave the crimson order to you! Seeing the order is like seeing the sage!"

As she spoke, she took off a dark red token from her waist, waved it and threw it in Qingquan's hand.

Seeing this, Fu Jing on the side hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Lieutenant General Fu Jing, I have met the leader!"

Within a short while, the empress' personal guards in the capital, three thousand female soldiers, were dispatched by Qingquan.

Zhang Ming was helpless, and immediately bid farewell to Wu Mingxian with Qing Quan, left the Royal Garden, and prepared to return to the inn.

"Boss, in fact, you don't need to live in the inn anymore. Scarlet Knight has her own house, so it's better to move there, and it will be convenient for the future to arrange people to serve her."

Fu Jing asked while driving the carriage.

Qingquan shook his head and said to the outside: "General Fu, if you want to find out the source of the fate, you have to walk around the capital more. If you live in the house of the crimson knight, there will be a lot of inconvenience."

Seeing that he was serious this time, Zhang Ming didn't interrupt, and let him do it.

"Since you are destined to grow up, let's let go and do something. When the sky falls, there will be poor people standing in your way."

He thought inwardly.

Qingquan continued to ask: "General Fu, where did these three deaths occur?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Jing reported, "Cao Laoliu died in the alley outside Tingfeng Building, Wang Xian died in Wanhua Street in Dongcheng, and Xu Yao died in Tongluo Lane in Xicheng."

These three locations are scattered all over the place and are not related.

Moreover, Wang Xian and Xu Yao died at similar times, but they were in the East City and West City, which were extremely far apart.

"It seems that the culprit is not one person, but a group, or even...two groups of people from different forces that have nothing to do with each other!"

Qingquan speculated and ordered: "General Fu, go to Tingfenglou."

He didn't even intend to go back to the inn to rest, but directly diverted to the place where the accident happened.

Zhang Ming nodded secretly, followed Fu Jing to drive, and soon came to the alley outside Tingfeng Building.

"Boss, this place has been cleaned, and the blood has faded away, so there are no traces."

Seeing the two of them standing at the entrance of the alley, Fu Jing couldn't help explaining.

Qingquan shook his head and said: "This place is close to the restaurant, which is a breeding ground for snakes, insects, rats and ants. Maybe no one saw it when it happened. But it doesn't mean that there are no inhuman beings to witness it."

Fu Jing was stunned: "???"

Then, she saw Qingquan clapping her palms, and groups of ants emerged from the ground, as well as three mice and an earthworm.

"I see."

Qingquan looked at them for a few times and said slowly.

Fu Jing stared blankly.

But Zhang Ming understood the way. It turned out that since Qingquan entered the capital, he had covered it layer by layer with the Heavenly Book of Beast Control, and secretly controlled most of the beasts, birds and insects in the capital.

These pet beasts spread out densely, forming a surveillance network, taking in all the movements of the capital.

The high-ranking practitioners didn't care about these details at all.

"General Fu, go to Wanhua Street in Dongcheng."

Qingquan ordered again, this time even Dongming Academy has no scruples.

A group of people soon came to Wanhua Street, and Qingquan repeated his old tricks. This time, he didn't say anything, and went directly to the next place, Tongluo Lane.

Finally, the three returned to the inn.

After closing the door and placing restrictions, Qingquan said seriously: "General Fu, I have found the murderer behind the scenes."

Fu Jing was dumbfounded by this sentence.

So fast?

Didn't His Majesty give you two days?

Are you not following the rules of the game by playing like this!

Fu Jing asked in disbelief: "Boss, who... is the murderer behind this scene, and where is it?"

Qingquan looked out the window: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us. The deaths of these three people belonged to three parties. One of them is in this Fulai Inn. They are the monster clan, and their strength is unfathomable."

"There are two other parties, one is the Blood Fiend Pavilion, and the other is the Underworld Sect."

PS: 8,000 words have been sent, and I should make up all the owed...