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Chapter 95 The Mi River Incident
The Prince of Anqing's mansion was brightly lit, while outside Qingzhou City, on the banks of the Mishui River, an old monk stood quietly.

The Mi River, also known as the Mi River, is the largest river in Qingzhou.

Originating at the northern foot of Mount Yi, the river flows from south to north, traversing the entire territory of Qingzhou, and finally emptying into the sea in the east. This great river is not only the lifeline of Qingzhou's water transport, but also the source of sustenance for countless millions of people along its banks.

The old monk, who was standing in front of the Great River and quietly listening to the waves, suddenly stopped chanting.

He then hurriedly bowed in prayer before him:

"Greetings, Your Excellency!"

There was no change before the old monk. But the old monk knew that the venerable one who had imparted the Dharma to him had arrived!

Because he noticed that the surging river had fallen silent.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, the old monk said, somewhat embarrassed:

"Your Excellency, please forgive me. This humble monk is incompetent, and a mad Taoist priest has already beaten me to it!"

The old monk was supposed to go to the Prince's Palace during the day.

Unexpectedly, just as he was looking for the lieutenant from that day, preparing to be introduced by him, he heard him say...

A highly accomplished Taoist priest has already arrived at the Prince's residence!

In that instant, he realized something was wrong. He quickly peeled off the blood and skin, rolled it into a stick of incense, and reported it to the authorities.

Even now, there's still a bloody gash on his left arm!

The being addressed as "Your Excellency" by the old monk did not answer, but instead silently watched and gazed at the old monk.

It went on until the other person broke out in a cold sweat.

It then spoke:

"I can't blame you, after all, I was the one who asked you to go to Qing County first."

The old monk felt a great weight lifted from his shoulders.

After receiving His Majesty's decree, he planned to go to the Prince of Anqing's residence. However, halfway there, His Majesty sent him to Qing County instead.

The purpose was to find out the origins and background of that Taoist priest.

This shouldn't have been his problem, but what can he do when he's the one handling things below?
Fortunately, Your Excellency is not unreasonable.

After letting out a sigh of relief, the old monk asked:

"Then may I ask, Your Excellency, what should this humble monk do next?"

His plan was to go directly to the Prince's residence and confront the Taoist priest. Once the outcome was clear, Prince Anqing would naturally know who was more reliable.

He was also confident that having received the teachings from the Venerable One, he would definitely not lose to that Taoist priest.

But he couldn't make such a big decision on his own, and he also suspected that there was some powerful figure behind that Taoist priest.

Instead of answering directly, it started talking about things he couldn't understand at all:

"Recently, a powerful being used extraordinary means to help someone cross the river ahead of schedule. For a time, this amazed everyone around him."

"But for me, the most important thing about this is that it told me,"

It did not appear, but the old monk felt that it was looking at him.

So he quickly lowered his head.

Only then did the sound continue:

"I'm being far too petty!"

Petty?

The old monk was utterly bewildered. Was Your Excellency implying that you hadn't invested enough and were unwilling to take a gamble?

"At least the immortals of the three religions who have attained a certain level of enlightenment can afford to be so extravagant. As a result, the Path to Heaven has been opened, helping people to cross it. I, who am determined to rise and fall in this world, am still being cautious and hesitant. It's really a bit ridiculous."

"So, I've decided to follow the example of that monk who's either a philistine or making some grand vow, and go all out!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the old monk suddenly saw that the entire Mi River, flowing from south to north, was being dyed a shocking scarlet color!

Such an astonishing sight is something I could never have imagined, let alone experienced firsthand.

Startled, he hurriedly lowered his head and uttered Buddhist chants.

It's laughable, even though the Buddha had long since vanished from my heart, when the moment came, that Buddhist chant still slipped out.

The voice ignored the old monk, merely gazing with apparent appreciation at the Mi River, which was changing color and becoming increasingly stained.
“The Mi River is the lifeblood of Qingzhou. With such a drastic change, no one can turn a blind eye. Whatever that Prince Anqing wants to do, he must come here to control the flood.”

Upon hearing this, the old monk suddenly understood.

This water is clearly beyond human capability. King Anqing will inevitably rely on that Taoist priest, but how can that Taoist priest compare to Your Majesty personally taking action?

So, this is what Your Excellency prepared for him!

Only he can cure this water!

"Thank you for your help!"

Seeing that the old monk understood, the voice laughed:

"When that Taoist priest runs out of ideas, you should come out and defeat him. Then tell King Anqing that this water has been contaminated with the blood of the people of the southwest, and only he, the chosen one, can save them!"

"Have him personally take a boat to the middle of the Mi River, remember, the middle of this place! Then, cut his palm and let a drop of blood fall."

The old monk immediately laughed and said:

"This humble monk understands."

"Okay, let's go then!"

The old monk clasped his hands in prayer and took his leave.

Not long after the old monk left, another large, dark blue fish emerged from the bottom of the water, waiting for instructions.

The voice then said:
"Remember this place."

The fish's head bobbed up and down.

The sound then disappeared.

Subsequently, the once quiet Mishui River returned to its former bustling state.

But the scarlet color just wouldn't go away no matter what I did.
-
Early that morning.

The people of Qingzhou gathered on the banks of the Mishui River.

People thronged both sides of the strait; it was more than just a sea of ​​people!
Everyone stared in horror at the blood-red, surging Mi River.

And within and outside Qingzhou, countless people were running around and shouting:
"Oh no! The Mishui River has turned red!"

"Something terrible has happened! The Dragon King is furious!"

"Everyone, come quick and see! The Mishui River is completely red!"

……

Amidst the horrified cries, more people surged toward the already congested riverbank.

Panic spread like a plague, casting a deeper shadow of fear on every face.

It's unclear who started it.

On both sides of the riverbank, groups of people were already prostrating themselves on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to the reddish river water.

It seems that this would restore Mishui to its former state.

But this is obviously impossible.
-
The Mi River turned red overnight, and such a momentous event naturally spread to every household very quickly.

Prince Anqing, who didn't fall asleep until dawn last night, was still resentful that his peaceful dream had been disturbed.

Upon hearing that the Mishui River had turned red, he immediately forgot all his other thoughts and rushed to the lakeside courtyard.

This matter was clearly beyond Master Gufeng's expectations.

But he still said dismissively:

"It's nothing, Your Highness. Please come with me!"

He didn't believe that anything could happen that was beyond his control, and even felt that today was the perfect opportunity for him to directly push An Qingwang to start a rebellion!
Seeing that Master Gufeng was so calm, King Anqing's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master!"

After a brief preparation, nearly a hundred armored soldiers escorted them toward the banks of the Mi River.

The news of Anqing Wang's departure was sent to the Han family almost the moment he left the mansion.

"The Mi River has turned red, and King Anqing has gone again. Oh no, that guy is probably going to cause trouble today!"

Han Cheng's face darkened, and he hurriedly ordered his men.

"Quickly summon the Taoist priest to come and oversee the situation!"

Beside him were not only the heads of the Fang, Cui, Xing, Feng, and Zhang families, but also many other prominent families who had been at the Anqing Prince's Mansion the previous night.

(End of this chapter)