432. Huanghuang Chang'an)(1/2)
Xie Hata was very skilled and casually walked around the village to solve many problems among the villagers.
Some people did encounter strange things but nothing was weird. For example, some people said that their son was caught by ghosts, but when he went there, he saw that he was just fascinated by the little demon, so he put a picture of Shangqing Shaking Heart Talisman, and the person immediately woke up.
But more people encounter psychological effects. Xie Hata went to write a calming talisman, a house-controlling talisman, and so on to post it on them. Then the villagers said happily that the family was different all of a sudden...
After walking around the village, Xie Haota came to Wang Qilin with a refreshed spirit. After meeting, he bowed and said, "Wuliang Tianzun!"
Wang Qilin waved his hand angrily and said, "You are quite immersed in the show. Do you really think you are a master?"
Xie Hata snatched his butt and said angrily: "I am a master of Taoism!"
Chen Yi wanted to come up and laugh at him with a malicious smile. Xie Hama wiped his monk's robes and asked Wang Qilin, "Master Qi, how are you asking about your news?"
Wang Qilin repeated Lao Liu's words, and Xie Haoma responded the same as he heard it: "These two thousand upside-down soldiers died as their worth? Are they seeking kindness and benevolence? What does it mean? Suicide? Waiting for killing?"
"Who knows? Let him say in detail that he will commit suicide, saying that the secret of the Overlord Army is more important than his own life." Wang Qilin was helpless, "What is the secret of the Overlord Army? If they were not wronged, why would the Letian Jian suppress these two thousand heroic souls?"
Xie Hama's eyes shrank: "The Wuliang Tianzun, it's very simple. It's not because they feel wronged to cause trouble when they hear the Heavenly Supervisor suppressing the heroic spirit of the Hanging Army!"
Wang Qilin asked: "What do you mean is that the two thousand heroic souls of the upside-down army are not caused by being slaughtered, but they took the initiative or someone deceived them and made them willingly turn into heroic souls?"
This is the conclusion he got after analyzing Lao Liu's words.
But he felt that this conclusion was unreasonable. If the two thousand upside-down soldiers committed suicide, why would they stay in Uehara Mansion and not enter the underworld after their death?
Xie Haoma whispered: "It should be like this."
Wang Qilin said: "Then the question is, who can do this? What is the purpose? Old Liu mentioned that it was the imperial edict. Could it be that the saint gave them death so that they would die honestly? Even if they died without any grievances?"
Xie Haoma said, "What if they made a mistake? They made a big mistake, so the imperial edict would be given to them to death."
Wang Qilin asked again: "Can the upside down army who made a big mistake turn into a heroic soul after death?"
Xie Hato said heavily: "It is a big mistake for the court and the emperor, but it may not be the case for the people and the country. In this way, they will be more likely to become heroic souls!"
He waved his hand and drew a circle around the world, and said in a heavier tone: "Seventh Master, you should understand that this world is the world of the emperor! This prosperous era is the prosperity of the emperor!"
Wang Qilin sighed, how could this happen?
He said: "I think these analysis is wrong. Think about it, if I hadn't made a great wish with Master Xu and others that day, saying that I would clear the injustice and restore my reputation for the Overlord Army, how could that team of heroes leave willingly?"
"My great ambition must have touched them. They have indeed been wronged or wanted to restore their reputation, so they accepted my great ambition."
Xie Haoma said: "This is not a conflict. What did the upside-down army do for the people anger the court. The emperor gave him death. After their death, they were unwilling to give up and wanted to restore their reputation..."
"Impossible, Master Dao." Ma Ming shook his head, "You have never been a lie in the army. You don't understand the thoughts of the elite troops. Everyone is loyal to the emperor and patriotism. If the emperor wants his ministers to die, he will die willingly. He will never be sentenced to death by the imperial edict and will not be unwilling to give up."
Wang Qilin laughed when he heard this. This is the so-called foolish loyalty.
However, for any dynasty, this is the pursuit of the court.
It is impossible for him, Mr. Wang to be loyal to the court like this, otherwise would the Marxism-Leninism in his dream be in vain?
But Ma clearly said something very important, unless the upside-down army wants to rebel, the imperial edict is the will of heaven to them, and the king wants his ministers to die and the ministers have to die.
But will the upside-down army rebel?
Wang Qilin denied this idea.
Xie Hata rubbed his nose and said, "There is another simpler explanation. The news Lao Liu gave us is wrong."
Wang Qilin also denied this statement. The old man seemed to be a honest person and would not lie to him, otherwise why should he be mysterious with him? Just make up a lie about the upside down army. Anyway, he has been away from the army for twenty years, and this time is enough for him to make up a huge lie.
Time passed without realizing it, and noon arrived.
Qiao Zhinian came to invite them to dinner with great enthusiasm, saying that Lord Wang, who was admired by the little seals of the Tiantianjian, came to his place and he would entertain him no matter what.
Xu Dayi was also excited when he heard this and asked, "What kind of hospitality should I take?"
Qiao Zhinian said: "There is a saying in Tulong County that is good, be warm and eat dirt pot. Hehe, I will invite you to have a dirt pot today."
"What is a earthen pot?" Wang Qilin asked curiously.
Qiao Zhinian smiled: "Sir, it's definitely delicious!"
Suo Zhu swallowed quietly and ran to Lao Liu with great sensibility. Xu Da waved to him: "Zhuzi and the uncle, and ask your grandpa to go eat the pot together."
The child smiled and said, "Thank you for the reward, but Zhuzi's family has food. You can go and have a mat. Zhuzi and grandpa also have good food at noon today."
Wang Qilin said, "Come with your grandfather. I have a nephew who is younger than you, but he is a genius like you. When I see you, I think of him. I am very willing to stay with you."
He really missed Black Bean.
Without Black Beans, he will have no object to tossing - it will be impossible to toss Ba Miao and Jiuliu. These two little guys are very clever and run away immediately when they see the limelight.
Qiao Zhinian also greeted him. Seeing this, Suozhu looked at Lao Liu. The latter rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "Yes, you can go with the adults to have a bite. Oh, the harvest last year was not good, and I didn't let you eat a pot during the New Year."
Suozhu immediately shook his head: "I won't go, grandpa, I don't like to eat ground pots. What's the best for ground pots? It's better to support sorghum rice."
Wang Qilin said, "If you don't go, your grandfather is going, Mr. Ma, go and take the old man with you."
Ma Ming went over to salute and showed his identity as the fierce army in the mountains and forests first climbed the camp.
The Shanlin Feng Army was also very famous. They first entered the camp and were all brave men. When Lao Liu learned about his identity, he showed admiration and bowed to him repeatedly.
He wanted to try his best to maintain the majesty of the upside-down army, but twenty years of life as an old rural farmer had long been bent his waist and broken his backbone. Twenty years ago, he could stand up straight when facing a general in the army. Now, when facing an official, he can only smile on his shoulders and flatteringly.
Ma Ming felt sad when he saw it. He was actually the same before he met Wang Qilin.
No matter how brave the military man is, he has to bow his head to a dou of rice and a handful of money after leaving the army and entering the streets.
What's more, in order to support the lock pillars in the past seven or eight years, Lao Liu has been asking for help every few days. He doesn't have much of the aura of a strong soldier on his body.
Ershuihe Township is a well-deserved poor village. There is not even a restaurant in this village, so they have to go to the inn if they want to eat.
Qiao Zhinian has already found someone to prepare a pot of earth. The so-called pot is really rustic. It is to use stones on the ground to support a soil stove with blocks of soil, put a pot on it, cook large bone soup in the pot, and then continue to cook tofu, vermicelli, meat slices, braised water, radish, cabbage and other things, similar to the hot pot made by Wang Qilin.
However, this pot is very particular, and it uses a copper pot.
The copper pot is not small, with several beef bones sticking out of it. The soup is already boiled so white. As soon as they entered the door, the wind blew the aroma of beef bone soup toward them.
The belly of the chakra suddenly rang.
There are seasonings for eating the pot, leek sauce, sesame paste, sesame oil, and soy sauce, and a bowl of sauce made from sauce. Put it on the earthen stove. Whoever eats it will dip it gently.
Xu Da always had wine and food. Wang Qilin glanced at him and began to tidy it out:
He directly packed a large mat for roast chicken, elbow sauce, braised pork, braised pork, etc.
The group put the meat and vegetables in and started stewing them. Each person had a bowl. Whoever ate them would go and scoop them. After they were fished out, they ate warmly around the earthen stove.
Wang Qilin took a bowl of vermicelli, and he liked it more when stewed. After soaking it in the soup, it had a pure broth fragrance, which tasted very delicious.
Qiao Zhinian thought he liked to eat half-liquid food, so he asked someone to send some hand-rolled noodles and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, Beizhi invites you to eat whistle noodles."
Wang Qilin asked while blowing hot vermicelli: "Why do you need to call the whistle face? Can it sound like a whistle?"
Xie Hama smiled and said, "It's because the noodles cooked from the soup in the earthen pot are too hot, but most people usually can't eat such a meal, so some people have to eat it quickly and blow the noodles quickly. This will make a whistle sound when it blows quickly."
The noodles were cooked quickly, Qiao Zhinian said to Suo Zhu: "Zhuzi, show the whistle noodles to the adults."
Locking pillar clamped a bowl of noodles and squatted down and blew hard. It blew very quickly, but when it sucked its mouth, it sounded like a whistle: "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Wang Qilin smiled and also picked a bowl of noodles mixed with beef bone soup with light butter sauce to eat.
He whistled the noodles according to the customs and blew out a song "Ninety-Nine Sunny Sky".
After hearing this, Xu Da nodded and exclaimed: "It's so good at speaking!"
He blew a song "Eighteen Touches".
Qiao Zhinian raised his glass to thank the Toad and said, "The Taoist priest is an old god, with a wide range of knowledge and even knows the whistle faces of our small place. It's amazing."
Xie Hama took a sip of wine and smiled: "I have traveled all over the country in the early years, visited the Longdong area, and ate the whistle noodles several times."
Qiao Zhinian asked with interest: "Where are the Taoist priests going? Have you ever been to our Tulong County? Alas, it's sad. We don't know what's wrong with our county. It's been drought for several years and it's difficult for ordinary people to get water. How can we still farm?"
Xie Hama said: "The old Taoist has heard from the common people before that it has not rained here for several years?"
Qiao Zhinian shook his head and said, "It's exaggerated to say that it hasn't rained for several years, but it's okay to say that it hasn't rained for several years. Not to mention rain, there is not even snow. In the past, there were two rivers in our village. If you go and see, where are there rivers now? They are all dry!"
Wang Qilin asked, "Is there a drought?"
Xie Hata shook his head abruptly: "The Wuliang Heavenly Lord, it is absolutely impossible! As soon as the drought comes out, there are thousands of miles of land and countless refugees. How could the villagers still survive by force?"
Xu Da said while gnawing on the pig's feet, "Is it possible that the Hanba here a two-knives?"
Xie Hama said disdainfully: "You might as well say that the Tulong hidden in Tulong County has left and became a place where the Dragon Prince doesn't care about it, so the water and rain are cut off."
Speaking of this, he frowned and suddenly asked Suozhu: "You said you would see a convoy moving when it was dark. What does this convoy look like?"
Suozhu, who was blowing a whistle and eating noodles, quickly put down the bowl and wiped his mouth and said, "Report to the old immortal, the convoy is very big and very dark, but it is all black. The car is black everywhere. Well, I can't see people, I can smell the fragrance and a smell..."
He racked his brains to think for a while, but did not think about too much key information.
But for Xie Hata, this is enough.
Xie Hata's brows immediately frowned even tighter, as if three bars were drawn between his eyebrows. The wrinkled old skin could kill a black mosquito or a big green-headed fly.
Wang Qilin looked at him and said, "According to my Taoist Five Elements, water is black among the five colors, which is beneficial to the lower part. This convoy goes away with all black, which means water leaves."
"Also have you noticed the tuft of hairs that Suozhu is holding in his hand?"
"That's the weasel's tail's pointed hair!" He said this and looked at Qiao Zhinian, Lao Liutou and others and asked, "Do you have any legends about weasel monsters in your area?"
To be continued...