I am a fairy

Chapter 245 Is there really reincarnation in the world? ( words asking for votes)
In Huajing City.

The emperor was making great preparations to build the palace, and the palace servants were also preparing to change into new clothes. It looked like the whole thing was prosperous.

There was a lot of discussion about this matter in the court and the public. Some said that Lord Linghua had created mountains of gold and silver and rivers of silk and seas of silk. The low-level officials in the market said that the emperor was preparing to reward civil and military officials, so this year would not be as difficult as in previous years.

In the government office, a group of officials in dark robes were discussing what happened in the Taimiao.

These officials were of too low a rank to be present at the time, so most of the situations were described from what others said.

"Changing out of thin air, this is truly a divine method."

"How could this change come out of thin air? I heard that Lord Linghua borrowed it from the ghost of the underworld. Your Majesty went to ask Lord Linghua for advice after learning that he had such magical powers. Lord Linghua heard that the national treasury was empty and the country was in trouble, so he started to perform the ritual."

"Your Majesty is truly blessed to have encountered a deity descending to earth, and Lord Linghua has appeared to help. It looks like our Wu Dynasty is really going to prosper."

"Your Majesty is blessed!"

"I heard that the salary arrears from previous years will be repaid soon."

"That's great. I haven't received any salary for several years. I heard that there is heavenly cloth in the palace. I wonder if I can get a piece of it and go back to make some clothes for my mother, wife and children, and get some blessings from the immortals."

"I heard that the cloth is woven by the Weaver Girl in heaven and the evil ghosts in the underworld. Your Majesty can't even get the cloth from the Weaver Girl in heaven, so forget about it."

"Will this cloth woven by the evil ghost of the underworld bring bad luck?"

"It's good enough to have a salary. If you don't want to, please give me some. I don't mind anything."

Although they said this, everyone was in a good mood and looked very happy. They were even more motivated when doing their official business.

But while some people said good things, naturally some people also said discouraging things, and these people more or less knew the real situation.

"What do you mean blessed? I heard that the Minister of Finance hasn't received a single copper coin or piece of silk. All the money, silver and silk have gone into the eunuchs' treasury. There's nothing in the left treasury of the Ministry of Finance. How can we pay our salary?"

"what?"

"How is this possible? I heard that Lord Linghua created a mountain of copper coins, and silk flowed out of the Imperial Ancestral Temple like seawater. How could the Minister of Finance not get even a cent?"

"Our Majesty, when he was the crown prince, was...ah..."

Although the words were not spoken, many people present still knew something about it. After all, it has not been many years.

Wen Changxing, who was the crown prince at the time, always tried his best to make money whenever he accepted a mission assigned by the late emperor. The late emperor even sent eunuchs with whips to whip him many times, which made him restrain himself.

However, it also reveals Wen Changxing's character. He likes luxury, spendthrift and greedy. It was only when the previous emperor was alive that he restrained himself a little.

However, the late emperor forced Wen Changxing to be frugal and simple, and would frequently send eunuchs to beat and humiliate him whenever he was not satisfied. While suppressing him, Wen Changxing's character became increasingly extreme.

Now that the late emperor is gone, Wen Changxing has completely changed and has lost all sense of self-discipline.

Linghua Jun is in charge of everything, but he is not Wen Changxing's grandfather after all. He thought, Linghua Jun would not send people to whip him just because he spent some silver and silk!
At this point, the atmosphere in the office suddenly changed, and all the officials looked a little ugly.

"It should...it shouldn't be this bad!"

News about the court and Huajing City spread along the Yangtze River and various official roads. However, news traveled slowly these days. It usually took several months for news from the capital to reach the outside world. The farther the distance, the slower the spread.

But there is one place that has been paying close attention to the developments in the imperial court and the capital.

Once there is any news here, it will be sent over quickly through special channels.

A man was riding a horse quickly through the tree-lined path along the river. The city walls of Lucheng in the distance became more and more obvious, and the walls became taller and taller with the sound of horse hooves.

The man rode his horse all the way into the residence of Prince Lucheng, took out a box from the package and presented it inside, and then his subordinates delivered it to Prince Lucheng Wen Ji.

Wen Ji opened the box and took out the letters inside and started reading. They seemed to be classified into different categories, and the contents were written on the covers, so Wen Ji could tell what the information was at a glance.

Wen Ji couldn't help but sigh when he heard that Lord Linghua had acquired the art of fortune and merit and asked the underworld gods to borrow the Copper Mountain and Silk Sea.

"Lord Linghua is truly a man of great magical powers. He actually has such a mysterious magic. I thought turning stone into gold meant turning ordinary objects into gold and iron, but I never thought that he could also turn them into copper coins and silk."

Just like Ling Huajun before, after Wen Ji learned about this technique of luck and merit, he immediately thought of how to use it.

This kind of magical power is very useful if used properly.

The world can be settled.

It is not difficult to unify the nine provinces.

Wen Ji frowned when he saw the emperor asking Linghua Jun for advice on state affairs and when he mentioned that the national treasury was empty, officials were owed salaries, and soldiers were short of wages.

But seeing that Linghua Jun finally agreed, and went to the Taimiao in person, he used the magic of fortune and merit to summon ghosts and gods to send silver, money and silk.

"Lord Linghua cares about the world, and it is a blessing for our dynasty!"

However, after seeing the emperor's initial actions and the private discussions within the court and the public, Wen Ji felt that something was not right.

Wen Ji immediately summoned the messenger and decided to ask him in person.

"Let that man come over here!"

The man looked like an ordinary messenger, but in fact he was a spy under Wen Ji who collected all kinds of intelligence. Although Wen Ji was guarding an area in Chu, he always paid attention to all the developments in the court and the capital.

Wen Ji: "Where did this so-called skill of luck and merit come from, and what does it mean?"

The visitor said: "It was spread from the Yunzhong Palace Temple. I heard that the copper mountain and silk sea did not come out of thin air, but were sent here by the ghosts and gods of the underworld with the luck and merits of the court as collateral."

Wen Ji was shocked after hearing this: "If you use the court's luck and merit as collateral, what if you still don't fall for it?"

The visitor said, "I also heard it from others, and I don't know the details. Perhaps only Linghua Jun can know."

In an instant, Wen Ji vaguely understood what was wrong.

"Let's go to Yangcheng quickly!"

Wen Ji immediately put down everything he was doing and left Lucheng.

Yangcheng is an important town and a dangerous pass connecting the north and the south. In addition, there is a world-famous Huajiang Dragon King Temple here, where the Huajiang Dragon King, who was personally conferred by Yun Zhongjun, is enshrined.

Wen Ji rushed to the Huajiang Dragon King Temple overnight without stopping, and entered a hidden hall under the river embankment under the strict security.

The Nine Cauldrons were placed here.

Wen Ji knelt in front of the Nine Cauldrons and opened them to observe the fortune of his own clan. As the lid of the cauldron opened, three incense sticks emitted a light and purple aura.

In an instant, Wen Ji's face changed drastically.

"How could this be?"

Wen Ji saw dark clouds covering the sky above his head, with lightning and thunder.

Ghosts and gods were howling in the dark clouds, and the originally prosperous Dragon Palace looked like it was about to collapse as if a storm was brewing.

"Boom!"

A bolt of thunder exploded, and Wen Ji's face turned paler.

He knelt on the ground and looked up at the dark scene, sweating all over.

"Wen Changxing is unrighteous, and even the gods and ghosts are angry about him."

He understood that if he did not do something, the Wu Dynasty would soon be destroyed.

However, some strange things also happened.

Clearly it looked like the Wu Dynasty's fortune had turned into a dark cloud pressing down on the head, but the fortune of his branch inexplicably rose, with purple mist swirling above his head, and no one knew what it meant.

But gradually, Wen Ji understood something.

"Great changes also contain great opportunities."

"That Wen Changxing is a wicked man. He used the dynasty's fortune and merits as collateral for his own extravagant spending. He has no self-control and deserves to lose the mandate of heaven."

"The gods and ghosts are angry about this and are trying to devour the dynasty's fortune and destroy our Wu Dynasty."

“But if someone can go with the flow, they can get the destiny and take advantage of the situation.”
-
Wen Shenyou received the order and took his men on a boat all the way down from Bashu.

The boat is light and fast, and it feels like you are traveling a thousand miles a day.

On the way to a place.

Wen Shenyou saw Wushan from afar. Wushan in spring looked even more wild and ancient, with towering trees stretching into the distance.

In Wen Shenyou's eyes, there were countless ancient monsters and terrifying demons from mythology hidden in that depth.

No matter whether it was the ancient demon god or the ancient giant beast, they all had to bow down before the Goddess of Wushan.

I could vaguely see a divine bird flying up from a very far distance. It let out a sharp cry, tore through the clouds, and then disappeared.

"Wushan!"

On the boat, Wen Shenyou looked at the Wushan Mountains and thought of the past.

It was here that Wen Shenyou worshipped the Goddess of Wushan, and with the help of the power of the Five Ghosts, he was able to finally conquer the land of Bashu. He also completed a tremendous change here, from a young man from the family of Lucheng County Prince to a man who could stand on his own.

It is just like a young man leaving home and gradually entering adulthood.

That kind of growth is not only physical growth, but also mental growth. Some people waste their entire lives until they grow old and their mentality is still like that of a child, while some people overcome this change in their state of mind overnight.

Wen Shenyou stood on the boat and watched quietly. As the boat drifted downstream, his gaze gradually shifted away from Wushan and looked towards the river.

He entered Bashu from here in the past, and now he is leaving from here.

As you travel again and again, you will emerge from your cocoon as a butterfly, or transform from a dragon into a dragon.

After returning to Lucheng, Wen Shenyou immediately went home to see his grandfather Wen Ji.

Everything in the mansion in his memory was the same as before, but when Wen Shenyou stood in front of the door, he felt as if he had been away for too long, as if he had been away from home for a lifetime and finally returned many years later.

"Da Lang, why don't you go in? The governor is waiting for you."

"Well, go in now."

When Wen Shenyou heard someone calling him Dalang, he was stunned for a long while before nodding in response.

Wen Shenyou walked inside. The mansion was brightly sunny, completely different from his previous nightmare. He walked inside step by step and finally saw the figure sitting in the lobby.

The figure was wearing a round-necked robe that Wen Shenyou was familiar with, and a fu hat on his head. He slowly raised his head and looked at him as he walked in.

Before Wen Shenyou could calm down, Wen Ji asked.

"Dalang!"

"Do you still remember what Grandpa asked you?"

Wen Shenyou was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Wen Ji was talking about, but looking at his grandfather's eyes, he immediately understood.

This time, Wen Shenyou stood in the lobby and answered without any evasion.

"I deserve it!"

Hearing Wen Shenyou's direct answer, Wen Ji looked at his son but opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond, as if he didn't recognize him at all.

However, Wen Ji changed his mind.

A lot of things have happened to Wen Shenyou recently. When the Northern Dynasty army invaded, he led a small force alone and almost single-handedly broke into Bashu and destroyed a country. Any changes in him are natural.

In fact, according to Wen Ji's original understanding of Wen Shenyou, with his son's vision, it was impossible for him to accept the imperial decree when it was issued.

But this time, Wen Shenyou not only accepted the order, but also quickly gave up everything and left Bashu. This was far beyond Wen Ji's understanding of Wen Shenyou.

Wen Ji felt extremely gratified, and he began to take his son seriously. He was no longer a young boy, but a dragon who could compete with him for destiny on the same level.

As a father, I should be pleased, but at the same time I feel a complex fear.

Wen Ji didn't say much, he just stood up, walked forward and put his hand on Wen Shenyou's shoulder.

"After lying dormant for many years, my father and I finally have our chance."

Wen Shenyou lowered his head and bowed.

"Grandpa, then we should seize the opportunity."

"Now or never."

Wen Ji looked at Wen Shenyou's lowered eyes and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Wen Shenyou said: "Shenyou has been scared before."

Under the Nine Cauldrons.

Wen Shenyou knelt on the ground facing the huge bronze tripod with mountains, rivers, sun and moon painted on it. Three tall incense sticks shaped like the Chinese character "山" rose up. He looked at the black clouds covering the top of his head and thunder flashing between the clouds.

Penetrating through the swirling clouds of the storm, he also saw the crumbling Incense Dragon Palace, as well as various ghosts and gods walking in the dark.

The ghosts and gods looked at him fiercely, let out terrifying screams, or opened their huge mouths and laughed wildly.

There were even heads of ghosts and gods poking out of the black clouds, swallowing up the luck and merits of the Wu Dynasty in big gulps.

The scene was horrifying.

If Wen Changxing could see this, he would probably faint from fright in an instant.

He thought that he had a destiny, was blessed by the gods, and had nothing to fear, so he could spend merits at will.

But I don’t know that everything has a price.

Wen Ji asked Wen Shenyou: "Da Lang, did you see it?"

Wen Shenyou nodded and said, "I have seen that Wen Changxing has committed atrocities and is hated by the gods and ghosts. Now the gods and ghosts have devoured the luck of the court, and the destiny is no longer there."

Wen Ji also nodded: "Wen Changxing thought he had received the Mandate of Heaven, and that he could do whatever he wanted because he was the Son of Heaven. He actually wanted to use the people's hearts and the heaven to control Lord Linghua, and let Lord Linghua continue to use magic to consolidate his world and the throne."

"He thought that with Linghua Jun in the capital, no one could touch him."

"He thought that the destiny had temporarily belonged to him, and that Lord Yunzhong intended to reunite the Nine Provinces in this world, so he could sit back and reap the benefits."

At this point, Wen Ji couldn't help but sneer.

"Huh, how can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"He wants to use the people's hearts and the safety of the world to coerce Linghua Jun and get benefits from the gods. He really doesn't know how to live or die."

After Wen Ji finished speaking, he pointed at the cloud vortex in the sky with a half sigh and half horror, and spoke to the scene inside the Incense Dragon Court.

"The gods know the cycle of heaven and earth, and they have lived forever and seen countless dynasties rise and fall."

"Who is Wen Changxing? He really doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."

"Every bit he takes now, in this cycle of heaven and earth, will eventually be taken back from him by the ghosts and gods of the four directions."

"Dalang!"

"You and I must remember this clearly. Everything in the universe has a destiny. Everything you take will eventually be returned. Everything you do can be seen by the universe."

"In the dark, our merits and demerits have long been written on the bamboo slips of the God of Destiny. We cannot escape them in life, nor in death."

Wen Shenyou looked at the scene of the incense-burning dragon court and spoke with deep emotion.

"Fate is fate, and you still have to walk your own path in the end."

"He used human will to calculate the will of heaven, thinking that he could sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labors because he had the will of heaven. However, he did not know that the will of heaven could also abandon him."

Thinking of Wen Changxing, Wen Shenyou seemed to see himself in a dream under the altar.

Because of a single thought, the root is lost.

Because of momentary desire, one is doomed to a miserable end in the second half of his life.

And Wen Shenyou seemed to have seen that Wen Changxing would certainly suffer the disaster because of the blessings he had squandered in this life. When he passed by Gui Bo in Youdu City, he would inevitably have to go to the Netherworld Hell.

Wen Ji looked at Wen Shenyou and was very happy that he had such an insight.

"But we cannot sit back and watch this happen. There is still hope. Although Wen Changxing has lost his destiny, as long as we deal with it properly, at least it won't bring disaster to the world."

"And since Wen Changxing has lost his destiny, destiny will naturally find someone else."

"If you and I can take the initiative to move forward, how can we not be the ones to receive the destiny?"

Wen Shenyou: "Grandpa is right, I was thinking the same thing."

Wen Ji: "What do you think we should do?"

Wen Shenyou: "If you want to take over the destiny of the Nine Provinces, the only person in the world who can make the decision is the National Master Linghua. Although my trip to the capital is somewhat dangerous, it is also a great opportunity."

"I will go to meet Lord Linghua and tell him that not all members of the Wen family are mediocre people like Wen Changxing and Wen Zhao. We also have people who have great ambitions to unite the nine provinces."

After hearing this, Wen Ji held back from speaking out loud.

"Good good."

"Da Lang, you are really different now."
-
Huajing.

Bishui Garden is the royal garden. At this moment, the monk picking flowers led his disciples, who did not steal, rob or rob, and walked along the corridor outside the palace and went inside.

Today, a small army led by him to destroy the country of Ba has just been conferred the title of King of Yunyang and has entered the capital.

In the early morning, the emperor personally welcomed King Yunyang to the capital, and held a banquet in the Bishui Garden to entertain all the ministers to celebrate this happy event of expanding the territory.

The monks were also invited to come and sit among them.

On one side, you can see pavilions, terraces, and winding ponds, with swings on the shore and pleasure boats in the water.

However, the monk didn't have much time to watch at the moment. In the monk's opinion, something big would definitely happen when Prince Yunyang went to Beijing.

According to the tolerance of Emperor Wen Changxing, he would certainly not be able to accommodate Yunyang King Wen Shenyou. I just don't know what will happen in the capital next.

Wen Changxing couldn't do anything to the monk, because the monk was not from the same system as Wen Changxing, and could not threaten Wen Changxing's position no matter what. But Wen Shenyou was different. Not only could he threaten Wen Changxing, but Wen Changxing could also do something to him.

After entering the hall, the monk clasped his hands together.

"Good, good, good!"

"I hope nothing will happen today."

Sure enough, at the banquet, the emperor began to attack Yunyang King Wen Shenyou.

The emperor seemed to be very friendly and respectful to Wen Shenyou. He even arranged a seat for Wen Shenyou next to himself, and during the banquet he kept raising his glass to invite Wen Shenyou to drink with him.

"The father and son of Prince Yunyang are rare talents among my clan. His father, Prince Lucheng, guards the area for me. He is both civil and military, and can be regarded as the pillar of the country."

"Even Prince Yunyang, at such a young age, was able to lead a small army to destroy a country, ride into the palace of Ba, and destroy the pseudo-dynasty. His hard work and contributions are great." "In my opinion, the title of Prince Yunyang is still too low."

"But these ministers stopped me, saying that Prince Yunyang is young and that it is difficult to reward him for his great achievements."

"Am I such a stingy person? What merit is too great to be rewarded?"

"I have never been stingy with my rewards to my meritorious officials. There is nothing I cannot reward."

"In the future, I will have to rely more on Prince Yunyang and his son!"

As soon as Wen Changxing opened his mouth, he immediately noticed that the atmosphere at the banquet had changed.

What a rare talent among the royal family, what a great achievement that is hard to be rewarded, what it means to rely on the Prince of Yunyang and his son.

Everyone knew that this was saying that Wen Shenyou and his son had a large number of troops and were separatist, which had threatened the imperial power.

The people present were stunned. They didn't know how the emperor dared to do this. He simply exposed the conflict nakedly without any concealment.

You have to know that Wen Shenyou still has old subordinates in Bashu, and his father, the Prince of Lucheng, is in charge of a large number of troops. To intensify the conflict so openly is tantamount to forcing others into a desperate situation. Aren't you afraid that others will do something desperate?

"I dare not!"

While sitting on the seat, Wen Shenyou stood up reflexively and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

This banquet, this emperor in the hall, this tendency of people looking for trouble to come directly at him.

They all seem familiar.

In his dream, he was thrown into prison by the Emperor of Northern Yan on the grounds of misbehaving in front of the palace.

At this moment, if he responded inappropriately or showed any unwillingness, he would be branded as arrogant and domineering.

Moreover, he knew that Wen Changxing must have another trick up his sleeve waiting for him!

First, give him a reputation of being arrogant and domineering, and then force him to make concessions step by step. If he doesn't make concessions, he will be taken down directly. At this moment, Wen Shenyou seems to be able to see all of Wen Changxing's next plans.

To be honest, Wen Changxing's strategy was not very clever, it was even very poor.

But the scary thing is that it works.

Wen Shenyou certainly knew why Emperor Wen Changxing dared to attack like this and was so confident as to use such despicable means.

The Imperial Master Linghua was like a huge mountain hanging over Wen Changxing's head, weighing him down to the point of suffocation.

But at this moment, it is also Wen Changxing's biggest amulet.

If you can find a reason to kill Wen Shenyou with just one sentence, then just kill him. There is no need to worry about anything.

His grandfather didn't dare to say a word of objection, and the princes and nobles who held heavy troops and ruled a region didn't even dare to utter the word "rebellion".

Lord Linghua is in charge of matters concerning gods, ghosts, yin and yang. He cannot say anything more about this "family affair" of the imperial family. Even if he is somewhat dissatisfied, it is not easy for him to speak out.

Wen Changxing was planning to eliminate those who threatened his throne one by one, take back the power in his hands, and make himself the "only" person he believed was destined to be emperor.

"This Wen Changxing really doesn't look like a king!"

"He is truly a despicable and shameless villain!"

"I wonder who gave him this evil plan, or if Wen Changxing came up with it himself?"

When such an emperor is shameless and displays his meanness to the fullest, no one can do anything to him.

However, Wen Shenyou also saw through Wen Changxing's strengths and weaknesses.

"Wen Changxing is afraid."

Logically speaking, Wen Changxing didn't need to be so anxious to clean up the kings and princes from other places. After all, as long as Linghua Jun was still there, no one could threaten his throne.

But he was still so anxious to clean up the other Wen princes and dukes, because he felt that his position was not stable enough and doubted whether he really had the true dragon destiny. He acted like this out of guilt and worry.

Then, Wen Shenyou lowered his posture extremely low.

"My father and I don't have any special abilities. We can only rely on your Majesty's great fortune."

"If it weren't for Your Majesty welcoming the Imperial Master Linghua to the capital, and our dynasty being blessed by the gods, I'm afraid my father and I would have already been killed by Mu Chaotian's cavalry and perished in the monstrous flood disaster."

"We, the ministers, are just taking advantage of your Majesty's luck and following the trend. Your Majesty is destined to unite the nine provinces and unify the world. The land of Bashu was not conquered by us, but was obtained by your Majesty because of the destiny."

"The credit belongs to your Majesty, not to me."

Wen Changxing felt somewhat proud after hearing this. Although he failed to find any fault with Wen Shenyou, he still felt somewhat happy when he heard what Wen Shenyou said.

Emperor Wen Changxing could not catch Wen Shenyou's arrogance and domineering reputation, but Wen Shenyou's submissive attitude gave him the opportunity to come up with another plan of attack.

"Prince Yunyang is too modest."

"No matter what, Prince Yunyang is also a rare talent among the royal family. I rely on civil and military officials to govern the world, and I also need you, the royal family members."

Having said that, Wen Changxing changed the subject.

"Since Prince Yunyang is here, please don't leave the capital for the time being."

"I have just ascended the throne, and there is really no one useful around me. How about Prince Yunyang staying in the capital to assist me?"

Wen Shenyou knelt on the ground. He had known for a long time that Wen Changxing had a backup plan. Sure enough, the second plan was to force him to stay in the capital.

Emperor Wen Changxing had just finished speaking, without even pausing, and immediately looked at Wen Shenyou with a questioning expression.

"Ok?"

"Why is Prince Yunyang silent? But is there anything you can't say in front of me?"

Wen Shenyou immediately kowtowed again, looking extremely happy, without any youthful vigor at all.

He looked extremely frightened, submitting to the emperor's majesty and fawning upon him.

"I am overjoyed!"

"Huajing City is a place like heaven. It is in no way comparable to a small place like Yunyang."

"I have been dazzled since I came to the capital. How can I bear to leave? It is my blessing to be able to stay in the capital and be with Your Majesty. It is also what I want."

When Wen Changxing saw Wen Shenyou, the man who single-handedly conquered Bashu and destroyed an entire country, kowtow to him in such fear, he could no longer contain his joy and burst into laughter on the spot.

"Hahaha, I knew that Prince Yunyang would be reluctant to leave me and this Huajing City."

Seeing that Wen Shenyou had surrendered and voluntarily allowed himself to be kept in the capital, everyone thought that the emperor's attack on King Yunyang had come to an end.

After a hearty laugh, Wen Changxing asked Wen Shenyou to stand up and sit down, and then asked Wen Shenyou, who seemed to be frightened and sweating all over, to drink some wine to calm his nerves. They looked like a king and a minister in harmony.

But Wen Changxing watched Wen Shenyou drink a glass of wine, and as he looked at the other's young appearance, he seemed to remember something, and his face immediately turned cold again.

Wen Changxing didn't drink any wine at all, so he put down his glass and asked Wen Shenyou.

"I heard that King Yunyang changed his real name to Fo Nu."

"It seems...oh...I remember it!"

Wen Changxing acted as if he didn't care and pretended that he had just remembered it.

"Call for God's blessing!"

Having said that, Wen Changxing stared at Wen Shenyou.

"Fonu is a good name. It is a name given by our parents. How can we change it casually?"

"I think Prince Yunyang is definitely not such a person without a father or a king. He is just young and hot-tempered, and his mind is unstable, so he did such a ridiculous thing."

"Let's change it back to Fo Nu!"

The emperor did not give Wen Shenyou any chance to hesitate or react with these words, and changed Wen Shenyou's name back to Cheng Fo Nu.

Wen Shenyou hadn't made any movement before, even his panic was just a pretense, but when he heard what the emperor said, his body really trembled.

And above, one could also see the sneer on Wen Changxing's lips, as well as deep fear and dissatisfaction.

Seems to be saying.

Who are you, Wen Fonu, and how dare you call yourself Shenyou?

I didn't even dare to call him by that name.

Wen Shenyou quickly knelt on the ground again and spoke repeatedly.

"I am young, ignorant, and stubborn."

"In the future, I will definitely go to Buddhist temples more often, read more Buddhist scriptures, and cultivate my mind and calm my heart."

Wen Changxing repeatedly attacked and suppressed Wen Fonu, not only forcing him to stay in the capital, but even depriving him of his name that carried a faint sense of destiny.

In Wen Changxing's opinion, Wen Fonu could no longer make any waves and finally calmed down for the time being.

At least his previous goals have been achieved. As long as Wen Funu stays in the capital, his life and death will be in his hands. Naturally, there is no need to be so anxious about some things, nor is there any need to do things so ugly.

Wen Changxing laughed continuously and raised his glass again to invite all the ministers to drink together.

"Come, come, my dears, drink from this cup with me."

At the banquet, the monk holding a flower sat on one side and looked at Yunyang King Wen Shenyou.

No, he became King Yunyang of Wen Fo Nu again.

There was deep doubt in his eyes.

Others don’t know Wen Shenyou, but he knows him and has even met him many times. He also knows what kind of person Wen Shenyou is.

But today, apart from the unchanged appearance, he could not recognize that the person sitting there was Wen Shenyou.

It’s as if another person’s soul has replaced the body.
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In the Samsara Temple.

The monk picking flowers returned to the temple, but was still thinking about what had just happened at the banquet.

Several disciples stood behind him motionlessly in the yard. In the distance, a novice monk was sweeping fallen leaves and dust on the ground. From the meditation room in the main hall came the sound of chanting, and one could faintly hear that it was the Samsara Sutra written by the Monk Picking Flowers.

The monk holding the flower suddenly asked: "Don't steal, don't rob, don't rob."

The three monks bowed and said, "Disciples are here."

The monk holding the flower: "Tell me, can a person become like another person in less than a year?"

The monk who does not steal: "Ups and downs, great sorrows and joys, can make a person become like another person in a short period of time."

Monk Budao: "Just like the three of us disciples."

Monk Buqiang: "Thanks to our master's guidance and teachings, we were finally able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, realize the truth, and no longer be evil ghosts in the mortal world."

The monk holding the flower nodded, feeling that the changes in Wen Shenyou were becoming increasingly strange.

That’s right, ups and downs.

A person will undergo drastic changes after experiencing ups and downs.

But what ups and downs has Wen Shenyou experienced?
He was born into a family of emperors and nobles, destined to be a king. He had a smooth life in his youth and was considered a heavenly man in the eyes of ordinary people.

When he was young, he met an immortal saint who came to the world and was blessed by God. He had a miraculous encounter with the immortal.

After that, he took advantage of the chaos and war, led a small army into the land of Bashu, destroyed a country, and became famous throughout the world.

Everything went smoothly for him. Although Wen Shenyou's starting point was high enough and different from that of ordinary people, it could also be called a rise. No matter at which stage in his life, it could never be called a big fall.

Logically speaking, it is not excessive for someone like Wen Shenyou to be as arrogant and unbridled as he pleases.

The only thing is, he shouldn't be as mature as the one he saw today. The Flower-picking Monk didn't see any arrogance in Wen Shenyou. Instead, he seemed like another person who had gone through vicissitudes of life and settled down.

The monk holding a flower was just thinking about the unusual thing about Wen Shenyou, when at this moment Wen Shenyou came to his door.

As soon as the floor was swept, the novice monk ran over and told the monk who picked the flower.

"Master, King Yunyang is here to see you."

The monk picking flowers' eyes moved slightly and asked.

"Did he say why he came?"

The novice monk said: "King Yunyang said that he was young and frivolous, and his mind was unstable, so he came to ask the master for advice and sutras, and asked the master to teach him how to practice."

It seemed that Wen Shenyou was obeying the orders of Emperor Wen Changxing and did not dare to disobey at all.

But the Monk Picking the Flower did not think so. He felt that Wen Shenyou must have some plan for coming here.

"Interesting, quite interesting..."

After the monk picking up the flower said a few interesting words, he said no more and directly asked the novice monk to invite King Yunyang into the meditation room. Since the other party wanted to ask him about the Tao and scriptures, they would have a good discussion.

However, after Wen Shenyou entered the Zen room, he sat on the cushion and just looked at the monk picking flowers without saying a word.

The monk holding the flower was also looking at him, and after a long time, the monk spoke first.

"King Yunyang!"

"He's really been reborn!"

"In the past, Prince Yunyang looked ordinary, but I never thought that I had made a mistake. Now I realize that Prince Yunyang is the real gold and jade."

"When the wind and clouds change, I can fly into the sky and turn into a dragon."

Wen Shenyou looked at the monk picking flowers and finally spoke.

"It's not a complete transformation, but a reincarnation in a dream."

The Monk Picking Flowers didn't understand what Wen Shenyou meant by this. What did the four words "a dream and reincarnation" mean?

But before he could ask, Wen Shenyou asked the monk first.

"Mage!"

"Do you believe that people can live another life?"

Just one sentence caused a huge wave in the heart of the monk who picked flowers.

But Wen Shenyou did not stop yet and continued talking, as if he wanted to penetrate the monk's state of mind.

He sat on the mat, his eyes seemed to become old and profound in that instant, and he completely turned into a different person.

"I was enlightened by Yun Zhongjun and lived another life in the cycle of reincarnation."

At this moment, even the Buddhist beads that had never stopped spinning in the hands of the Monk fell to the ground with a crisp sound due to the shaking of his hands because of what he said.

"Clap!"

The monk holding the flower held his hand in the air, looking at Wen Shenyou in disbelief. There was no longer the calmness in his eyes like the calm surface of a lake.

"What did you say?"

If someone else said this, the monk would definitely not believe it.

But at this moment, when Wen Shenyou said this to him, the monk believed it in an instant.

Because he believed that Wen Shenyou had a destiny with Yun Zhongjun, he also witnessed with his own eyes how Wen Shenyou underwent a transformation from the inside out like reincarnation.

But at this moment, none of this matters anymore. What matters is that reincarnation may really exist in this world.

It took the monk a long time to calm down, then he put his hands together and bowed to Wen Shenyou.

"I lost my composure!"

Wen Shenyou shook his head, indicating that he didn't care, or rather, he wanted to see the monk's loss of composure.

"Master, would you like to listen to my story?"

The Monk Picking Flowers really wanted to know what happened to Wen Shenyou, but he still asked a question.

"What is the purpose of Prince Yunyang talking to me about this?"

Wen Shenyou looked at the monk picking flowers, bowed and said.

"I hope that after listening to my story, the Master can tell it to Lord Linghua."

The Monk Picking Flowers looked at Wen Shenyou and knew what the other party was planning. He hoped to impress Linghua Jun through this story and make Linghua Jun believe that he was the one with the destiny, or at least the one who was more worthy of the destiny.

The monk holding the flower bowed with his head lowered.

"I have accepted this matter."

Under the green lamp in the Zen room.

Wen Shenyou recounted his experience under the altar. Everything still feels like a dream to him, and he doesn't know whether that life experience is true or false.

“I don’t know whether it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly or the butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, but for me, I really lived another life.”

"In that life, I also saw my true self and knew what I really wanted."

“I know how to not be attached to one thought, not be greedy for one moment, and not be attached to one life.”

Wen Shenyou looked at the monk picking flowers and then spoke.

"In this life, I will definitely fulfill the destiny of heaven and achieve the merits that will last for eternity."

"In this lifetime, I want to escape from the sea of ​​suffering of sentient beings and not fall into the endless calamity."

After the "Asking about the Way and Discussing Scriptures" ended, Wen Shenyou had been gone for a long time, but the monk who picked up the flower still locked himself in the Zen room, and he couldn't calm down no matter how upset he was.

The Monk Picking Flowers could not tell whether what Wen Shenyou said was true or false, or even Wen Shenyou himself could not tell whether the reincarnation in that life was true or false.

But the Monk who picked the flower could be sure that Yun Zhongjun had the power to start reincarnation.

Under the green lamp.

The monk who picked up the flower put his fingers together and clasped his hands together, and his great wish echoed again in the meditation room.

"If there is reincarnation in the world, if good and evil will eventually be rewarded."

"What will this world become?"

(End of this chapter)