“Twenty years ago, my grandfather took my uncle to Shaanxi and Gansu…”
“Uncle escaped, but my grandfather…”
“The revenge of killing my father is irreconcilable…”
“Two years ago, for the saint…”
As expected, this is an old-fashioned story of revenge: the widow who died of his father and the scared brother, holding the irreconcilable revenge of his father, put his hope on the precocious Su Xingfang.
It’s not enough to lie on firewood and taste gall, but the supervision of hanging his head and stabbing his thighs is not discounted at all.
Su Xingfang did not disappoint their expectations. He passed the Jinshi five years ago and successfully filled the vacancies and stayed in Beijing to serve.
Later, due to his outstanding performance, he was promoted to the position of Daxing County Magistrate.
However, Su Xingfang was not happy about this promotion.
When he was in a idle position, Aunt Li, who was in charge of intelligence in Beijing, regarded him as a potential stock, and wanted money and relationships.
Now that we hold real power, we cannot repay it twice as much?
Sure enough, after about the year, Aunt Li suddenly came to the door and said that the saint had reincarnated in advance, and the headquarters was preparing to send big figures to visit and respond.
After hearing this, Su Mu and Cao Qiji both cried with joy, saying “Silent Old Mother, Vacuum Hometown”, as if as long as you can find a saint, you can end the Great Zhou Dynasty without success.
Su Xingfang was also ecstatic on the surface, but he couldn’t stop shouting in his heart: It’s a disaster!
The result was as expected, the aspiring Bailian rebel bandit was noticed by the court before it could officially start its operation.
If there was no mysterious person who secretly warned him, he would have given him a small hand in the North Town Fushi at that time.
Of course, they didn’t jump for long before they fell into Sun Shaozong’s hands again. Even Aunt Li, who knew Su Xingfang’s true identity, fell into the hands of the Dragon Police Guard.
At that time, Su Xingfang was very nervous and reminded him all day long. When he closed his eyes, he was full of ink dragon swallowing cloud robe.
But he held his head and waited for a long time, but everything was calm.
Later, he was promoted to the magistrate of Wanping County and got a fat boy of six pounds and four ounces. Then he gradually fell into trouble and knew that Aunt Li had probably held on and did not explain himself.
Because he had always had a single line contact, Su Xingfang thought he was relieved now, and then his wife gave birth to a fat boy. He felt that it was all the blessings brought by his son, so he failed to be a baby all day long.
Unexpectedly, the good times didn’t last long. After only more than a year of stable life, the owner of the black post came to him and threatened Su Xingfang to kill him.Master Yan and his disciple were then taken to Dali Temple by boat.
Su Xingfang was helpless and had to take the risk. According to the man in black, he made all preparations in advance. He drove to Qingxu Temple to wait for a while yesterday morning…
“Wait!”
Sun Shaozong couldn’t help frowning and said, “How could he know that Master and disciple Daoyan were in Qingxu Temple and pretending to be a fake monk?”
Su Xingfang shook his head and said helplessly: “Su is forced by others, so how can he be qualified to ask him? In fact, I only met him at night. Later, the ones responsible for inquiring and conveying the news were just a few little beggars.”
It seems that the owner of the black post still took advantage of the beggars’ shared hatred for the enemy.
Sun Shaozong nodded, and did not inquire about the beggars’ appearance, and signaled Su Xingfang to continue talking.
“I got the news that day and was ambushed in the place where their master and disciple must pass. My uncle came forward to lure them into an alley.”
Speaking of this, Su Xingfang smiled mockingly: “At first, I wondered why the owner of the black post dared to be sure that this stupid method could become the two fake monks after all, and they would definitely not trust others easily.”
“But when we met, we found that the conscience of the Taoist Master Daoyan was also the remnant of the Bailian Party back then! And his uncle had met several times.”
So that’s the case!
Sun Shaozong suddenly realized that no wonder the owner of the black post did not look for others, but found Su Xingfang on his head.
But he heard Su Xingfang continue, “When my uncle saw that he was an old acquaintance, he changed his mind immediately. Not only did he not kill, but he intended to cooperate with Daoyan to make the emperor…”
At this point, he suddenly stopped talking and asked with hope: “This matter is a reckless act of King Zhongshun and has nothing to do with Your Majesty, right?”
Just as he heard the important point, something suddenly appeared, Sun Shaozong raised his eyebrows and asked, “What do you think?”
“It must be so!”