The temptation of the wizard

The National Teacher’s actions were faster than the Confucian scholars had imagined. They had already taken the first step to transport food to Hanoi for disaster relief, and Taoist priests were doing things for the dead of refugees free of charge. Of course, in the process they would tell the refugees that the reason why the National Teacher did not ask for rain was because Being injured by Zhong Sunming, the refugees' complaints against the National Teacher have naturally declined sharply, and the credibility of the Heavenly Master is rapidly recovering.

The actions of the Confucian students to win over the hearts of the people were far less effective than the Taoists. They also sent Guozijian and some students from Mingsheng College to give porridge, taking the opportunity to promote the inaction of the Chinese teachers to the refugees, but the public response was mediocre.

Sima Liangji and others were discussing countermeasures, and they saw the housekeeper of Fuzhong came to report that they had received a pigeon letter.

Sima Liangji quickly opened the note and sighed slightly, "I wish Yuntai will leave." There was dissatisfaction and admiration in this sigh.

Next to Zhongsun Ming anxiously said: "Can't let him go, now we are still not opponents of the Tianshi Dao among the people, we have finally achieved some results in Taichang Temple, we must not fall short!"

Everyone agreed, and Kan Anmin immediately expressed his willingness to go to Hanoi to block Zhuyuntai, impassioned and said: "Even if you die in front of her, you must persuade her to enter Beijing to perform her duties."

Everyone showed admiration, and Sima Liangji smiled and said, "I am gratified by the heart of Anmin Boxing to serve the country, but if you go to pray for the Yuntai, it will not be effective. I am afraid it will not be effective."

Kan Anmin: "I would like to ask the adults for advice."

Sima Liangji gently twisted his beard and said with emotion: "The world is the most beautiful, but six thousand miles of compassion. Although the Yan Pavilion Department is perfunctory, there is still a human eye. Isn't this telling us a way?"

Zhong Sunming's eyes lit up and he gave a high-five and said with joy: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

Everyone in the room also slowly recalled their tastes, but they didn't say anything bad.

Not long after, the imperial palace Ouchi also received the same news. Ouchi leader Gu Feibai presented the note to Emperor Xiatong. The emperor said with emotion: "Zhu Shaoqing is a real celebrity!"

Father Xiaoyu reluctantly said: "Emperor, Zhu Shaoqing is really talented in the world, so leaving this way is really a loss to the court."

Xia Tong smiled and said: "I naturally hope that she will stay, but I don't need to worry about this matter. Has the cabinet agreed on a reward for Zhu Shaoqing?"

Duke Xiaoyu: "You adults have some disagreements between rewarding money and naming knights. There is still no conclusion."

Xia Tong coldly snorted, "I'm afraid I am not above this matter, right?"

Father-in-law Xiaoyu and Gu Feibai dared not say this, bowing their heads to pretend to be wood.

On the other side, the National Teacher’s Mansion also received a letter from Flying Pigeons. Song Yucheng read the note and said with joy: "Head, I wish Yuntai will leave!"

Zhang Ziling sighed, "He can't walk."

Song Yucheng: "Why don't we help him?"

Zhang Ziling said solemnly: "How many eyes are looking at Zhuyuntai now? If we take action, wouldn't we lose big because of small? Let's just watch the changes."

Song Yucheng was alert, nodded, and listened to Zhang Ziling's question: "Have you found Yingqi?"

Song Yucheng was dumbfounded: "She went to Jiangdong, and left a letter to the Jiangdong branch, saying that she was looking for Li Hongdou's swordplay."

Zhang Ziling said angrily: "It's still such a fool, the group of people in Jiangdong Lijiazhuang, even her Master Xuefeng must be respected for three points, she went to other people's land to find Li Hongdou's sword?"

Song Yucheng secretly despised the senior brother in front of him, and said in his heart: "Isn't this what you are used to?"

When dawn broke, Zhu Yuntai packed up his suitcase and prepared to leave through the back door, but saw Xia Xixi, Xiaohong and others already waiting in front of the door.

Holding a snow-white goose down cloak in her hand, Xia Xixi walked to Zhu Yuntai and said, "Ms. Zhu, your body has not recovered yet, take this cloak."

Zhu Yuntai took the cloak, thanked him, and saw a carriage coming in front of him. The man who drove the car was a scarred man with sunken eye sockets, and his body revealed the sturdy atmosphere of a battle veteran.

Xia Xixi: "This is Uncle Gong, who used to be my father's lieutenant."

Uncle Gong arched his hands towards Yuntai: "I wish the host, please get in the car, I will see you off."

Yuntai didn't refuse, and got on the carriage and went out slowly.

Mennei Xia Xixi looked at the carriage disappearing in the corner, and suddenly heard that Xiaohong laughed and said: "The princess, do you want to wish the host a success or not?"

Xia Xixi cast a sideways glance at Xiao Hong and groaned: "I naturally hope that he will succeed, and we should return to Beijing." After speaking, he left for the wing.

But Zhu Yuntai sat in the carriage for a while, and suddenly felt that the speed of the carriage was drastically reduced. He couldn't help asking, "Uncle Gong, but something?"

Uncle Gong sighed, "Watch it for yourself."

Yuntai lifted the curtains of the windows, and saw that the street was full of ragged people, who had already surrounded the carriage and looked at him with tears in their eyes.

He thought it was a begging refugee and hurriedly got out of the carriage, but saw that the refugee stretched to the end of the street, and the carriage could not move forward.

"Isn't there porridge? Why are there so many refugees on the street?" Before Yuntai's voice, I saw the refugees kneeling down and crying loudly: "Please have mercy on the adults, please have mercy on the adults——"

"I wish you adults not to leave, I pray you adults not to leave!"

"Please have mercy on the host!"

"I want to wish the host to be our official, please wish the host to be our official."

"I wish the host a good person, oh oh..."

"I wish the host would not agree to us, we would kneel forever."

...

The long street was full of people kneeling, kowtowing, every word was trying to keep Zhu Yuntai, and their voices were full of expectation and sorrow.

I wish Yuntai stayed in the car, his face was pale, and his eyes scanned the faces of many refugees. Although I guessed that they were mostly incited, I could see that the feelings they showed were true.

Those tears are real.

At this time, two teams of yamen rushed out of the yamen, struggling to take the refugees to the side of the road, and open a road several feet wide for Zhu Yuntai.

The prefect Hou Yuanwei stood under the Yamen plaque and sighed.

This was not to open the way for Zhu Yuntai to let him go, but to make him see more truthfully. None of the people who begged "her" to stay on the three-mile long street was false.

The most beautiful in the world, but six thousand miles of mercy!

How can such a bodhisattva-hearted person refuse to win the refugees in front of three miles?

Facing the scene before him, Hou Yuanwei was both gratified and ashamed. He was gratified that Zhu Shaoqing's dedication had also gained the true feelings of the people. What was ashamed was that he also helped to incite these kind people to embarrass him.

The people don't know about the battle between the DPRK and China. They only know that the host is a good person. If "she" becomes an official, she must be a good official, and they will be stable and happy.

"They only think that being an official is a good thing. It was a good intention. It fell in the hands of some people, but it became a chain that binds Zhu Shaoqing, alas..." Hou Yuanwei sighed heavily.

Yuntai was indeed shocked by what he saw before him. When he got out of the carriage, his eyes were pleading, and his ears were full of unwilling crying...

He walked forward step by step, and his tear-stained faces fell behind him, they were so eager and afraid to approach.

The government officials did not use much strength to stop them, but they were also restraining from touching Zhuyuntai, fearing that the white cloak would be contaminated, and that the pure and flawless figure would be contaminated by fleas...

Just kowtow again and again, begging "her" to stay.

Yuntai felt pain in his heart, and he didn't look at those faces, but his steps became heavier.