Lotus Peak was unprecedentedly grand. It was probably because it had been tainted by Wudang Mountain's mystical aura that people from all walks of life were able to enjoy themselves on the mountain. Under this background, the return journey of Wang Yuanran and his group, who had escaped from the summer town at the foot of the mountain, seemed particularly miserable. Almost all of them were injured. Their departure was even more impressive than when they came. The warmly welcoming Horned Eagle Captain Luo Hongcai sent 100 riders to escort them. During this time, there was also one matter that confused the guests on the mountain. It was said that the children of the Zhongshu Province's deputy Zhao Youling, the Ministry of Appointments's Minister Yin Maochun, the new Huainan Administrator Han Lin, and the Duke of Yan's children had even alarmed the King of Beiliang to personally come down the mountain to greet them after they arrived at the foot of the mountain. The two sides "regretted not having met earlier."
The two groups of nobles were treated so differently that it almost made people mistakenly think that a change was about to take place in Liyang. It wasn't until a shocking rumor spread that the number one swordsman in Jingdou, Qi Jiaje, had disappeared into thin air and did not appear in the group leaving the border. He had been replaced by Dongyue Sword Pool's Chai Qingshan. After some careful thought, everyone finally realized that the King of Beiliang was quite sinister. Not only did he secretly act viciously, he also deliberately made those important people unable to eat or sleep in peace. If these words were to spread to the Central Plains, Zhao Youling and the other central officials would be fine. After all, they were close officials of the Emperor and could find an opportunity to talk things out. With the current Emperor's wisdom and magnanimity that was not inferior to the previous Emperor's, he would certainly not fall for Beiliang's plan to drive a wedge between them. However, Han Lin, who had just left the capital from the position of assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, was about to suffer. How could those arrogant ruffians of the Huainan Path not use this against him to cause trouble?
With this plan in mind, everyone felt more and more sympathy for Yin Changgeng and this group of young talents with bright futures. In particular, that group of Gangnam-do scholars all vowed that they would not let Beiliang's shallow tricks succeed. As long as they returned to Jiangnan, they would spare no effort in the literary world to prove the innocence of Yin Changgeng, Han Xingyan, and the others. They would prove that these future pillars of the Liyang Dynasty had been greatly wronged at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Quite a few elegant and famous scholars had already agreed to pay a visit to the newly appointed Huainan Dao Administrator on the way back to support him. Assistant minister Han Xingyan was known for his courage of the world. They could not let such a loyal official suffer setbacks in his territory........... Since they were all scholars, even if they had never met Sir Han, they were duty-bound to help him.
Sir White Lotus had made two new friends on Wudang Mountain. They were the Horned Eagle Captain Luo Hongcai and the second-in-command of the Youzhou spy, Sui Tieshan. Through his carefree conversation with the two of them, he learned about the movements on the mountain and at the foot of the mountain, especially the righteous indignation of the Jiangnan scholars. Bai Yu dismissed this with a smile. At the same time, he sighed deeply. It was not only the little calculations of the elegant scholars, nor was it that Hsu Fengnian had personally left for Liuzhou to temporarily take over the position of General of Liangzhou that had originally been held by Beiliang's Protector-General, Chu Lushan. It was more because of the contrast between the two. Beiliang's habitual silence. Even when Sui Tieshan talked about the movements of the scholars of the Central Plains, he only treated it as a joke. Even Luo Hongcai, who had rolled through piles of corpses on the border many times, did not show any resentment or depression in front of Bai Yu.
The impression that the two of them gave Bai Yu was that Beiliang had a deep-rooted misunderstanding of the Liyang imperial court and did not take it seriously at all. Liyang, you scold me? You can scold me all you want, I can't be bothered with you. Attack you with a knife? He wanted to, but he would not do it. It seemed that from the Supreme General Xu Xiao to the new Prince of Liang, Hsu Fengnian, they were used to venting their anger on the Beimang barbarians and were not willing to lower themselves to the level of those scholars. Of course, if people like Wang Yuanran rushed to Beiliang in a hurry to be reincarnated and looked as if they were asking for a beating, then things would be much simpler. It would be a waste not to beat them up. Moreover, they would not hesitate to beat them up heavily.
Bai Yu lived in a secluded hut in the Ziyang Palace at the top of the mountain. Different from other distinguished guests who were neighbors, Bai Yu's residence was surrounded by Wudang Taoists. It was a place that a Taoist of the "Jing" generation had to temporarily leave the mountain to settle some matters. Many Taoists came to visit Mr. White Lotus and ask for advice from Bai Yu. In the end, they were taught a lesson by the Taoist priest, Chen Zhao, and only then did Bai Yu have some peace and quiet. In fact, Bai Yu himself did not dislike this kind of interaction. Bai Yu actually knew that Zhao Ningshen had said that he would "ask for forgiveness" and cultivate on Wudang Mountain for ten years. He was curious as to why this mountain had such a secular atmosphere and was also the ancestral court of Taoism, but the Taoists of various generations on the mountain had to help people interpret their fortunes and write letters every ten years. Especially in the last hundred years, strange Taoists like Huang Manshan, Wang Zhonglou, Hong Xixiang, and Li Yufu had appeared one after another. No one was willing to ascend, and the incense burned more than Mount Longhu?
If one did not become an immortal, what was the point of cultivating?
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