Three days later, under Zhang Yu's arrangement, Daoist Wan Ming selected a hundred cultivators and two hundred disciples, preparing to lead these people to the spiritual pass to replace Fan Lan, Qi Wu, and the others.
While Zhang Yu was looking at the list, Daoist Wan Ming said, "Daoist Qi Yu asked me to ask Xuan Zheng how he will deal with Hui Yuen Wu."
Zhang Yu said, "From the information given by the Divination Division, Daoist Hui did have a backup plan to change his consciousness. However, these things have been destroyed now, so we don't have to make things difficult for him. However, just in case, he can't move within the continent. Let him guard outside the continent. This is good for him and his fellow Daoists."
The Tenki-in Hall's method of controlling Creator cultivators like Hui Yuen Wu wasn't much better than the Frost Continent's.
They only injected tiny creatures that lived in symbiosis with the Creator's blood. When necessary, they could use these creatures to erode the host's original memories. Then, they would give a very simple order. In fact, even if the host could survive, he would be a walking corpse.
Moreover, from the moment the Creator's self-awareness was destroyed, only his body remained. The original person no longer existed.
However, in order to activate those creatures, the artifacts needed to be within a certain distance, and they had to be prepared in advance. This was also why when they searched for the Creator's Avatars, many of them didn't show any abnormalities from beginning to end, nor did they resist.
Daoist Wan Ming said, "Daoist Qi Yu also asked me to ask Xuan Zheng. Daoist Hui didn't know that he was a Creator, and since the matter of Creator has been settled, can we not tell him about it?"
Zhang Yu said, "Daoist Hui also has the right to know about this matter, so we shouldn't hide it from him. Although Daoist Hui is a Creator, he is also a Daoist cultivator. He has a firm will, and I believe that he can guard his heart. Moreover, every Creator should have their name recorded, and Daoist Hui should not be an exception."
Daoist Wanming said, "I understand."
In fact, his attitude toward the creators had always been that he would destroy them if he could. However, this was only when the creators threatened the existence of Xuanxiu and the safety of the continent. If the creators were not a threat, they were just a tool in his eyes. If Qi Yu was not his most important assistant who asked him to ask about this matter, he would not even bother to pay attention to this matter.
Zhang Yu put down the list and said, "I've taken a look at the list. We'll follow Fellow Daoist Wan Ming's arrangements. It's possible to find the other Tianxia's bases on the other side of the spirit pass. Fellow Daoist Wan Ming, when you get there, you'll have to try to pay more attention."
Daoist Wanming said, "I'll remember it."
Zhang Yu nodded and said, "In that case, Fellow Daoist Wan Ming, please follow my instructions."
Daoist Wan Ming raised his sleeve and cupped his fist, then took his leave.
After he left, a disciple walked in, bowed and reported, "Xuan Zheng, Supervisor Meng has just returned from the two residences. He said he wants to invite Xuan Zheng to the backyard to admire the flowers."
Zhang Yu said, "I understand."
He tidied up the documents on the table and came out from the back hall. Before he even reached the garden, he could smell the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
One of Meng Yan's trusted aides was waiting outside the garden. When he saw him, he quickly bowed respectfully and welcomed him in.
Meng Yan was sitting in an exquisite stone pavilion. When he saw Zhang Yu, he stood up and greeted him, "Zhang Xuan Zheng."
After greeting him, Zhang Yu sat down on a stone bench at the side.
Meng Yan looked at the golden osmanthus trees in the garden and said with emotion, "It has been more than forty years since the first transition. These osmanthus trees were planted by me when the Inspection Department was first established. Now, the fragrance has spread for ten miles."
After staring at the golden osmanthus flowers for a long time, he turned around and said, "The two residences have come to an agreement. They are preparing to report this matter to the Yujing. As Supervisor Imperial Censor, I have to personally report such a big matter to the Yujing and accept the inquiries of the Great Imperial Censors."
He took out a report from his sleeve and put it on the stone table, saying, "This is the final report of the two residences. Please take a look, Xuan Zheng."
Zhang Yu took it and looked at it. The report roughly summarized the matter of the creator. What surprised him was that the report bluntly mentioned that there was a suspicion of upper level cultivators interfering, which almost caused the two residences of the Azure and Sun to fall into chaos. Furthermore, the report requested that the Xuanting conduct a thorough investigation.
Judging from the report, they didn't give the Xuanting the slightest bit of face. Moreover, they even listed the items of evidence they collected at the end, indicating that they were reporting the truth.
Meng Yan seemed to be particularly relaxed today. Unlike his usual strict style, he smiled and said, "Xuan Zheng, the two residences of the Azure and Sun Prefectures aren't really upright. If they don't do this, the Yujing will investigate the two residences. Moreover, this report won't really be delivered to the Xuanting. It will only be kept in the hands of the Yujing Great Imperial Censors. In the end, what will be sent to the Xuanting will be a separate document drafted by the Yujing Great Imperial Censors."
Zhang Yu said, "Envoy Meng, how do you think the Xuanting will end this time?"
Meng Yan chuckled and said, "It will end impartially. Not to mention the creator, even the creation of a substitute is an unpopular move. Although I'm not a member of the Xuanfu Great Imperial Censors, I know that there is almost no reason for this matter to be reversed. If I'm not wrong, after the report is sent, the Xuanting Great Imperial Censors will definitely reward Zhang Xuanzheng."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly. Meng Yan's conclusion was not much different from what Yun Chen had said before. He glanced at the osmanthus tea in front of Meng Yan and said, "Envoy Meng, are you also going back to the Yujing this time?"
Meng Yan sighed and said, "Yes, in the past, the road was blocked. Like the Prefecture Overseer, I have been sitting in this position for more than sixty years. Now that the road to the north has been opened, why should I be attached to this position?
The Prefecture Overseer and I are already over a hundred years old. When we go back this time, we won't be assigned to other positions. At most, we will be able to go back and enjoy the rest of our lives. "
Zhang Yu asked, "When will Envoy Meng leave?"
Meng Yan said, "In half a month, the Prefecture Overseer will be a bit late. I'm afraid that after I submit the report, the new Prefecture Overseer of the Yujing will arrive."
Zhang Yu looked at the document in his hand and said, "Since the documents of the two Prefectures have been prepared, then report it accordingly. The Xuanfu will also send the document to the Xuanting Great Imperial Censors."
When Meng Yan heard this, he knew that Zhang Xuanzheng had no objections to the document. His expression became serious and he said, "Zhang Xuanzheng, don't worry. I will keep an eye on this matter."
After this matter was settled, the two of them no longer talked about official matters. Instead, they enjoyed the flowers and tea and talked about some of their past experiences. When the sky gradually darkened, they bid farewell to each other.
After Zhang Yu returned, he immediately wrote a document and ordered someone to send it to the Xuanfu Great Imperial Censors, asking Yun Chen to come as soon as possible.
Since the two Prefectures had agreed on the document, then they should formally report it to the Xuanfu Great Imperial Censors.
Lianshan Residence, Gaoping County, Wang Province.
Duan Neng stuffed himself into a chair. It had been more than three years since he came to Qingyang from the Eastern Court. Not only did he not lose weight, he even looked a lot more plump. Finally, he had delicate features, fair skin, and wore a bright red Futuan uniform. He looked very festive.
Wang Bo sat across from him. After three years of experience, the frivolous look between his eyebrows had disappeared. Moreover, he had grown a beard and looked much more mature.
At this moment, the two of them were stretching their necks to look out the window. Duan Neng muttered, "Why isn't Brother Zheng here yet? Today is the day we specially prepared a welcome banquet for him. "
Wang Bo pointed at him with his folding fan and said with a smile, "I think Brother Duan is craving the good food here, right?"
Duan Neng looked at the good meat and dishes on the table. His throat moved, and then he slapped the table and said, "I'm craving it, and I'm looking forward to it! The more I crave it, the more I look forward to it! "
Wang Bo was amused by his fallacious reasoning. He cupped his hands and said, "I admire you, I admire you."
At this moment, a servant came in from outside and shouted, "He's here, he's here. Langjuns, Langjun Zheng is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Langjun Zheng walked in from outside. When he saw the two of them, his face lit up with joy. He cupped his hands and said, "Brother Duan, Brother Wang, it's been a long time since we last met. How have you been?"
Duan Neng squeezed himself out of his seat and returned the greeting. Then he tried to stand on his tiptoes and used his hand to measure his height and Zheng Yu's height. He exclaimed with a mixture of surprise and frustration, "Brother Zheng, it hasn't been long since we last met, and you're taller than me again."
Although he had grown in size over the past three years, he had not grown taller. He had a lot of complaints about this. Originally, Zheng Yu was the shortest among the four of them. Who would have thought that he would suddenly become so tall?
Wang Bo laughed and said, "Lian Lian, sit down and eat. Brother Duan has been longing for this table of good food for a long time. We can't let him starve."
Speaking of good food, Duan Neng immediately became spirited. He immediately put his frustration behind him and said, "Brother Zheng, this Lian Mountain Residence's fried beef tongue is the most famous. It's not greasy or greasy, plump and moist, and it's also chewy. You must try it."
Zheng Yu nodded in agreement.
Ever since he entered the Spirit Pass, he had stopped communicating with the outside world through letters. If he was an ordinary friend, he would have neglected him. However, they had been friends since they were teenagers, and they came from the same place. After a few words, some of the unfamiliar estrangement was quickly eliminated.
After drinking for a while, Wang Bo suddenly sighed and said, "It would be great if Brother Yu was here."
Duan Neng was very open-minded. He wiped his greasy mouth with a soft cloth and said, "Brother Yu, don't you often write to me?"
Wang Bo said, "Yes. Brother Yu is now the 'Rural Historian' of the Protectorate. Although his position is not high, he is in charge of seven or eight native tribes that have submitted to him. Now, if you want people, you have money, you have people. By the way, you still don't know. "He took out a letter and slapped it on the table." Brother Yu wrote a letter last month. He is happy to have a son. "
Duan Neng grabbed the letter and read it. He opened his eyes wide and said, "It's true. Eh, Brother Yu's son was born after 18 months of pregnancy. It's a bit strange."
Wang Bo said, "Brother Yu has high hopes for his son."
He turned to Zheng Yu. Solemnly, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zheng, Brother Yu is also Zhang Xuanzheng's student, so he wants to ask Zhang Xuanzheng to name his son. However, now that he is far away, he doesn't know what Zhang Xuanzheng wants. So, he wants Brother Zheng to say something for him.
Zheng Yu thought for a while and said, "I'm going to visit Mr. Zhang with a fellow disciple later. Leave this matter to me."
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