Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

Chen Qingzhu was satisfied in his heart, but his face remained deep and calm:

"Don't worry, Zheng Shanxin. Zheng Yuannai has always been pious and has a rare kind heart. How could this temple master watch him fall into danger?"

"As long as the devout believers of this temple do not commit serious crimes, they will never suffer the disaster of losing their families or destroying their clans."

These words, though seemingly otherworldly, did not in fact reject his submission.

Zheng Baizhan thought.

This temple master may seem like an immortal, untainted by the mundane world, but he is actually extremely power-hungry.

However, now that things have come to this, I can only follow her path.

Zheng Yuannai's voice lightened when he heard this: "Thank you, Master!"

He didn't think there was anything wrong with taking refuge with the abbot, and when he got the abbot's approval, he felt relieved and very happy.

Zheng Baizhan still looked serious, and tried hard to smile:

"The abbot has said so, and Zheng and my son naturally believe it. From now on, my son and the Zheng family will be entrusted to the abbot!"

Chen Qingzhu knew that Zheng Baizhan was such a shrewd man that he would never surrender to her unless forced by the situation.

"Time will tell. You won't regret your choice today."

"Get up and talk."

She smiled and raised her hand. A force of controlling objects wrapped around the two people and lifted them up from the ground.

Zheng Yuannai had personally witnessed the abbot using magic to kill Japanese pirates in Yangfeng Town, and was also enlightened by the abbot and was taught supernatural powers. Although he still found this move miraculous, he was not too shocked.

However, Zheng Baizhan did not know of Chen Qingzhu's other abilities except the fairy dew.

At this moment, I felt myself being supported by a force and I stood up straight involuntarily.

The force was so strong that I couldn't resist it at all, and it was very terrifying at first.

When they looked up, they saw the temple master looking at them gently.

Only then did Zheng Baizhan realize that it was the temple master who did it.

He was secretly shocked in his heart that the temple master was sitting at least five steps away, yet he was able to control the bodies of two people through the air, making it impossible for them to resist. His skills were truly extraordinary!

The two of them sat down respectfully, and Zheng Baizhan said:

"Master, the Japanese pirates will not only come to the land to cause trouble in October, but there will also be northeasterly winds in April and May next year, and the Japanese pirates may land along the Zhejiang coast at any time..."

He said this because he was worried that the temple master, as an outsider, did not understand the situation and thought that the Japanese pirates only landed around October every year. He misjudged the time and would not be able to provide timely support to Zheng Yuannai.

On the other hand, I also hope that the master can give me a specific answer.

Chen Qingzhu naturally understood what he meant and did not take it as an offense:

"Don't worry, I will send support to Songhu and ensure that Songhu will not be lost."

Killing Japanese pirates is also a meritorious deed.

More importantly, she had to make sure Zheng Yuannai delivered a good result in his first year in Songhu.

In this way, the emperor might give him more military power.

Of course, I won’t say this now to scare the Zheng father and son.

Zheng Baizhan finally felt relieved and respectfully thanked Chen Qingzhu.

Chen Qingzhu then said:

"Although the garrison is corrupt, it needs to be reorganized, but it is not completely useless. Zheng Shanxin is a veteran, so I don't need to say much about this."

Zheng Baizhan's mind was working rapidly.

Most of the imperial court's military forces were garrison troops, and the defenders of Songhu were no exception.

Whether in physique, combat power, or equipment, they are all very poor.

As the general of Yangzhou, he also trained elite soldiers under his command.

He naturally knew how to improve the combat effectiveness of the garrison soldiers, but in the past, as he was just like Guang Tongchen, he usually would not act so recklessly.

The master's intention was to ask him to send people to assist Yuan Nai to reorganize and train the Songhu garrison and improve its combat effectiveness.

To accomplish this, a lot of manpower and material resources are needed.

Just in terms of military pay, the amount distributed from the imperial court to the garrisons was far short of what it should be.

Moreover, if the soldiers want to improve their combat effectiveness, they must eat well and update their weapons and equipment.

It was impossible to ask for money from the higher authorities and expose the embezzlement of military pay, so the Zheng family had to pay the money themselves.

Moreover, the exploitation and oppression of grassroots officers was also a major factor in the weak combat effectiveness of the garrisons.

It is unknown who these people are relatives of or sons of.

It is inevitable to offend a large number of people.

But since the master asked, he had to do it.

Moreover, Yuan Nai cannot always rely on the master of the temple to resist the Japanese pirates, and it is imperative to train that army well.

Zheng Baizhan sighed inwardly, but said respectfully:

"Master, rest assured. Even if it's just for Yuan Nai, I will train the Songhu garrison to be in good shape at all costs!"

"Good." Chen Qingzhu clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"I will be in seclusion for a while, and next April, I will personally come to Songhu to inspect. If you train well, I will reward you two!"

What's more, she never made any promises or gave anything.

After all, rewards that come too easily are less valuable.

They had just boarded her boat, so naturally they had to throw more things in before they could get off the boat at will.

"Yes!"

Zheng Baizhan promised solemnly.

*

The father and son said goodbye and got into the carriage together.

Zheng Yuannai was puzzled when he saw his father's solemn expression:

"Dad, the abbot has promised to cover my losses, why are you still frowning?"

Zheng Baizhan looked at his son's silly smile and sighed secretly:

"You are still young, how can you understand the ins and outs of this?"

Zheng Yuannai said:

"Dad, I understand what you said to the master. It means that our family should follow the master like the Qin family. There is nothing wrong with that."

"The temple master is kindhearted. I do things according to her orders and do not violate my conscience. I feel at ease."

Zheng Baizhan was stunned.

He only thought about the price he would have to pay to reorganize the garrison, but forgot that this could be a kind of redemption for the soldiers and their families.

He also came from a low-level soldier family, and was recognized and promoted by Duke Dingguo, which led to his current status.

When he was still a small soldier, he was hungry and cold, often beaten and kicked by his superiors, and treated like an ox or a horse. Only one tenth of his monthly salary would remain in his hands.

At that time he was determined to make a name for himself.

He also imagined that if he became a general, he would not treat soldiers as slaves and exploit them like those superiors did. He would make sure that all his soldiers lived a good life.

However, only by blending in with the world, not being an outlier, and going with the flow can we go further.

Once upon a time, he only remembered these official principles, but forgot his original intention.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Zheng Yuannai say:

"Besides, Dad, you have never seen how powerful the master is..."

He spoke with great excitement and described the details of the night when he followed the abbot to Yangfeng Town to kill the Japanese pirates.

Then he asked with a proud look on his face:

"Do you still think that following the master is not a good thing?"

Zheng Baizhan was almost stunned by what he heard. If his son hadn't said it himself, he would have thought he was just listening to a story.

"Then that stick of yours had such a huge force that it could send the Japanese pirates flying ten feet away, can you still use it now?" This was what he was most concerned about.

My son said it would take 49 days, but it’s been less than a month now.

"of course."

Zheng Yuannai said happily, "Come on, Dad, let's arm wrestle. You have two hands and I have one."

Zheng Baizhan stretched out his hand half-believingly, and the moment he shook hands with his son, he was suddenly pushed down on the small table in the middle of the carriage.

"No, I wasn't ready just now!"

"Then come again!" Zheng Yuannai didn't mind at all.

The next time, Zheng Baizhan's son easily suppressed both of his hands with one hand.

"Are you coming yet?" Zheng Yuannai was complacent.

"Come again!"

Zheng Baizhan refused to admit defeat.

You know, his son has had a weak constitution since childhood. Even after drinking the magic dew and recovering his health, he will be just like an ordinary person.

Now that I have suddenly become so much stronger, it doesn't feel real.

However, no matter how many times he tried, his two hands were still no match for his son's one hand, and he was able to suppress it effortlessly every time.

Zheng Baizhan was completely convinced, and sighed and yearned:

"It's a pity that this huge force can only last for forty-nine days. If it lasted forever, I would be so brave in killing the enemy!"

When a general leads his troops and fights the enemy bravely, it can greatly boost morale.

"It can exist forever. The Taoist priests of Cihang Temple were given this great power by the temple master to exist forever."

He had inquired about this matter in detail with Taoist Master Huiyun and others.

Zheng Baizhan's eyes widened and his heart beat wildly.

Seeing his son's face glowing with glory, he said proudly:

"You don't know, this huge force even makes Duke Dingguo very excited."

"The master has assigned us a task now. As long as we complete it well, the reward will most likely be this ever-present great power."

"Even Duke Dingguo's Mansion doesn't have such an opportunity!"

After hearing this, Zheng Baizhan's mind suddenly became clear. He no longer had any grudges about reorganizing the Songhu garrison and was even full of energy.

My son is right. With the abbot’s powerful strength, if the Zheng family follows him well, their future will be limitless!

*

After sending Zheng Baizhan and his son away, you can really set out on your journey.

During the day, Chen Qingzhu summoned all the disciples in the temple and announced that he was going to go into seclusion in the back mountain.

In the middle of the night, light snow had begun to fall on the mountain.

Chen Qingzhu stood in front of the door of his meditation room, clasped his hands together, and a stream of spiritual energy fell into the protective formation in the room. With a flash of light, a protective shield quietly took shape.

She gave Huijing more than twice the amount needed for Cihang Temple's expenses in the coming year.

He also left more than twenty bottles of elixir for Huiyun.

She set up a protective array not because she was worried about her property being stolen, but because she didn't want people to find out that the jade offerings had all been transformed into spiritual energy by her.

Rong Niang had been waiting with her bag in her arms.

Chen Qingzhu picked up Rong Niang with one hand and carried all their luggage with the other. He jumped onto the roof in the dark night and after a few jumps, he arrived outside the Taoist temple without alerting anyone.