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Immortal Master Chapter 20: Chaos

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    I played all day today and didn¡¯t code a single word The butt determines the head. If Wen Fei had been there before, he would have applauded Song Jiang and other Liangshan heroes for beating up the officers and soldiers.  However, now Wen Fei, as one of the top figures in the Song Dynasty's ruling group, heard that the Song Dynasty army had just suffered a defeat and tens of thousands of people had been captured.  Naturally, he couldn't be happy, but a ball of anger rose in his chest.  He naturally knew that Song Jiang was bent on recruiting peace, so he sneered: "Don't think that you will be happy after defeating a few wine bags and rice bags. They are just some local officials and the Hebei Forbidden Army. Believe it or not, I will directly dispatch the Western Army!"  " Yan Qing said neither humble nor arrogantly: "We in Liangshan are naturally unwilling to resist the imperial power, but even if the Western Army comes to the eight hundred miles of water, I'm afraid it's not good at the water station, right? " That's right, then?  The army has been fighting with the Tubo and Xixia people in the northwest.  Although the fighting ability is strong, there are probably not many people who can even swim, let alone a water fight!  Wen Fei snorted coldly, but didn't speak.  At this time, there is no use in using your words.  Yan Qing said again: "We Liangshan brothers, with the big inscription on the flag 'Practice for Heaven', and the name of the hall being 'loyalty', we dare not invade the state capital, refuse to disturb the good people, and kill corrupt officials and slanderers alone."  . I just hope that I can help the country." Wen Fei snorted lightly, but he also knew that Liangshan couldn't stop at this time.  Song Jiang wanted to be recruited, why didn't Wen Fei want to recruit these heroes, who would naturally be of great use in the future.  He said: "If you want to be sincere, ask Song Jiang to come to Tokyo City in person and see me at Shangfu's Mansion! There is no need to say anything else!" Then he said to Zhou Bangyan, who was staying aside very wisely: "Brother Zhou today  We meet. We are destined to meet each other at my house in the future. Say goodbye!" He brushed off his clothes and left.  Zhou Bangyan was suddenly surprised and happy, and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Father Shang. Thank you, Father Shang!" Then he smiled at Yan Qing, who was confused by Wen Fei's words: "Brother Xiao Yi, we meet under the bed today.  , it's a fate. My brother advises you, even if you are a bandit, you will not end well. Since Father Shang asked your leader to come to Tokyo, it is just to see your sincerity.  But don¡¯t think twice!¡± As soon as Wen Fei walked out of the door, he saw the madam Li¡¯s mother walking towards him.  He gave Wen Fei a gift very affectionately: "It turns out it's the Heavenly Master who is here. The old woman has eyes that don't recognize gold and jade. I apologize to the Heavenly Master." Wen Fei felt angry in his heart, but he looked at Mother Li who was following behind her, bowing her head and saying nothing.  Qingqing glanced at her and softened her tone.  She said: "Mama Li, you're welcome. I'm sorry to bother you today." After a pause, she said, "Send Qingqing to my house tomorrow and go to the cashier's office to settle the bill" Mother Li said quickly: "This little girl Qingqing has followed Tian.  Master, she has been blessed in her previous life. How dare she ask for money from the Heavenly Master? I just hope that this Qingqing is not from our Fanlou. This matter requires Master¡¯s consent!  "After saying this, I was afraid that Wen Fei would misunderstand.  He quickly said: "Master and Qingqing are sisters, so they will definitely not stop her!" Wen Fei nodded.  There was something on his mind and he had no intention of stopping. He nodded to Qingqing, who was blushing and quietly raised his little head to look at him.  Striding out, I could faintly hear Mother Li say from behind: "Qingqing, you little girl are so lucky to be favored by a god like Tianshi, you really are serious" Wen Fei left the Fan Building and left.  In this brightly lit place, you can see that the streets are still brightly lit and extremely lively.  In the distance, fireworks shot up into the sky in the direction of the Crystal Palace, filling the sky with fireworks.  It caused countless people to cheer and watch.  It is a prosperous age with flowers and brocade clothes, and a lively scene of peace in the world.  But the anger in his heart was about to explode, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be hidden.  A kind of helpless hesitation also arose in my heart. Could it be that under this fate, history really cannot be changed.  Will we definitely follow the same old path of history?  The next moment, I walked to a dimly lit street corner.  Wen Fei returned to modern times.  One day later, when Wen Fei returned to the Northern Song Dynasty again, his eyes were red and he was extremely haggard.  It's like I haven't slept at all.  This time, Wen Fei went back and carefully read many historical materials about the late Northern Song Dynasty, and found out the various historical contexts one by one.  Originally, Wen Fei never checked these things properly.  First of all, as I said before, his habit is not to look at the background or guides when playing games.  Secondly, and most importantly, Wen Fei felt that reading history was useless.  He has always felt that the history of the Northern Song Dynasty he experienced was different from what he knew.  At least the history books will not record Taoism, luck, or other great celestial masters who defeated Tubo, etc.  So he has always scorned history. At the very least, among the five reign titles originally used by Song Huizong Zhao Ji, there is no current one.The year number of a flying bear.  But after what happened in the Fan Tower, it sounded the alarm for him.  That's why he went back for such a long time and couldn't stop looking at the history of the Northern Song Dynasty.  Only then did I realize that the trick is that among the twenty-five histories, "History of the Song Dynasty" has always been the most criticized history book by historians.  From the end of the Yuan Dynasty to the third year of the Zheng Dynasty, Prime Ministers Tuotuo and Alutu successively presided over the compilation of "Song History", "Liao History" and "Jin History" at the same time.  "History of the Song Dynasty" has 47 volumes of chronicles, 162 volumes of chronicles, 32 volumes of tables, and 255 volumes of biographies, totaling 496 volumes and about 5 million words. It is the largest official history book among the Twenty-Five Histories.  It is also the most confusing history book that has been compiled. Such a huge history book actually only took two and a half years to complete, and Atulu, the successor to the president of Tuotuo City, actually does not understand Chinese characters at all It can be said that Mongolia  People have no intention of compiling the history of the Song Dynasty, and it is completely perfunctory.  There are many errors and omissions in it.  Later generations tried to reconstruct the history of the Song Dynasty, but they never succeeded.  Therefore, the history of the Song Dynasty is the most confusing, especially in the late Northern Song Dynasty when Song Huizong and Zhao Ji were the most chaotic But Wen Fei already knew the general historical trend.  He appeared on the streets of the Northern Song Dynasty. The hustle and bustle of the night did not exhaust the firepower of the bustling city of Tokyo, and it was still full of vitality during the day.  Walking on such a street from a thousand years ago, watching the people passing by on the street.  Wen Fei's tense mental arithmetic slowly relaxed.  However, Wen Fei then saw a scene that made him feel very bad.  A group of Taoist priests in green robes were walking on the street, shouting and shouting.  The scene was like a ghost entering the village, or like the city management coming. Wherever these Taoist priests went, there was a lot of chaos.  The small vendors on the roadside took shelter one after another, and even the shops on the street closed their doors one after another.  There was a small vendor buying cloth who couldn't escape and was grabbed by a Taoist priest.  Several people gathered around and started punching each other: "You thief, you are so shameless. When you see Taoist men, why are you hiding? Let me ask you, have you paid the moral tax?" The hawker was beaten so hard that his nose bleeded.  , did not bother to wipe it off, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, didn't we pay the moral tax three days ago?" "How brave!" A Taoist cursed and punched the hawker in the face again, scolding  Said: "What do you mean, my tutor is the main cultivator of Xiaotian Palace, who is the one who protects you all in Tokyo. Do you people have more money than usual Give me a fight" Wen Fei was so angry that he was so angry.  Damn it, grandma, what did he think the moral tax was?  It was actually under his banner that he imposed exorbitant amounts of money.  What kind of virtue do these Taoist priests look like?  It's more like some gangsters.  An unknown anger rushed up, even though Master Wen was not a good person.  But he would never do such a shameless thing.  How much money do you think these vendors can make?  For nothing, he ruined his reputation and turned into a street rat Wen Fei was about to drink, but he heard someone shouting to stop.  At some point, a carriage stopped on the street, and Wen Fei looked familiar.  It was Cai Jing's carriage, and the driver shouted: "Stop! What are you doing, aren't you afraid of the government officials of Kaifeng Prefecture?" "We are not even afraid of the masters of Kaifeng Prefecture, so why should we be afraid of the government officials?" Several Taoist priests surrounded them carelessly.  Towards the carriage.  The driver's face changed and he shouted: "This is Xianggong Cai's carriage. What do you want to do?" In Tokyo, a city with a population of millions, there may have been two people who could be called Xianggong Cai, but now there is only one  .  Hearing the coachman shouting like this, several rogue Taoist priests showed some fear.  But there was another one who still shouted harshly: "What Mr. Cai, hasn't he already resigned?" Although he said this, he did not dare to attack him and left with a curse.  At this time, the carriage door opened, and an old man walked out, smiled at Wen Fei and said, "Father, long time no see!" Needless to say, this old man was Cai Jing.  We haven't seen him for some time, even when Wen Fei was in bed for several months, we didn't see him.  Nowadays, Cai Jing seems to be much older, with gray hair on his temples.  It seems that even the waist is much stooped.  Faced with such a traitorous minister who will be hated by everyone in future generations.  Wen Fei will not be as afraid and fearful as he was at the beginning. The historical figures are so complex that it is impossible to explain them clearly in a few words.  Wen Fei showed a smile: "I didn't expect to meet Xianggong Cai here!" Cai Jing laughed loudly: "What a coincidence, I am obviously waiting here for my father to show up!" Wen Fei returned to "Heavenly Court", and from then on  Wherever you leave, you will appear.  This was already an open secret. Wen Fei didn't hide it too much at the time. He just walked to a secluded street corner and crossed back.If someone is interested, it will naturally not be difficult to find out.  "So, did you also want me to see what happened to these Taoist priests just now?" Wen Fei didn't believe it was such a coincidence. Cai Jing, an old fox, was waiting here.  Just then, a few ruffian Taoist priests came out to cause trouble.  (To be continued)
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