Chapter 309: Re-entering Xuantian Treasury

Chapter 309: Re-entering Xuantian Treasury

Chapter 309: Re-entering Xuantian Treasury
In that magnificent yet solemn palace, candlelight flickered and light and shadows danced on the walls, illuminating the figures of the old emperor and Xu Qing.

The old emperor stared at an ancient book on the table with deep eyes, and slowly said: "Xu Qing, do you know the deep meaning of this poem?"

Xu Qing bowed slightly: "I heard that Heaven is against being full."

When the old emperor heard this, he suddenly showed an infinite melancholy on his face. He slightly raised his head and looked at the dome of the palace. It seemed that through the layers of glass, he saw the endless mountains and rivers and years. He sighed and said: "I have an infinite kingdom. If I still seek immortality, wouldn't it be in line with this saying."

Xu Qing straightened up and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have always known that everything depends on human effort."

"Everything depends on human efforts. Xu Qing, you are great. I envy your father and grandfather. They are so lucky to have a good child like you." The old emperor sighed, with a barely perceptible loneliness in his eyes.

The emperor was in a high position and although he controlled the whole world, he was alone and did not have the affectionate relationship that one should have towards his children.

Xu Qing thought to himself, but his expression remained calm, "If I really let you be my father and grandfather, lying in the ground, you will definitely not be happy."

He understood what the old emperor said and just listened to it. After all, the old emperor loved himself the most.

"In my heart, I have always regarded you as my father." Xu Qing said honestly, with a sincere and earnest expression on his face.

The old emperor laughed out loud, with a hint of ridicule in his laughter, and then said, "Xu Qing, I know it in my heart. You look down on me."

"I dare not." Xu Qing immediately responded respectfully, lowering his head slightly.

The old emperor slowly stood up. His steps were steady but showed some vicissitudes of life. He walked towards Xu Qing step by step.

At this moment, the emperor and his minister were very close to each other, yet they seemed to be separated by worlds.

The old emperor raised his head, looked directly into Xu Qing's eyes, and said, "In terms of political tactics, I am no worse than anyone in the past three generations. But I am not good at governing the country. This is the strength of you, Xu Qing, and Zhang Tai'a, and it is my weakness."

When Xu Qing heard this, his heart was shocked. He really didn't expect that the old emperor had such a clear understanding of him in his heart, and he told him so frankly.

Fortunately, I am a demon, otherwise I would be sweating profusely at this moment.

He knew in his heart that if the superiors were to open their hearts to you, you would have to repay them with your life.

Just like when Wu Qi was a general in the State of Wei, he shared the joys and sorrows with his soldiers, often wearing coarse clothes and eating simple food. He did not ride a horse during the march, but carried food on his back. Once, a soldier had a malignant sore on his back. Wu Qi, regardless of his status, leaned down and sucked out the pus and blood with his mouth. When the soldier's mother learned about it, she burst into tears on the spot. Others were puzzled, and she cried and explained:
"General Wu sucked out the pus for the child's father back then, and his father was so grateful that he died on the battlefield. Now General Wu is sucking out the pus for my son, and my son will surely fight to the death for him, and I'm afraid he will also die!"

It can be said that the tenderness and kindness of those in power are like a gift from fate, which has already been secretly priced.

Xu Qing recalled that in his past life, those workplace leaders liked to use this trick on rookies who had just entered the workplace. It was just that because it was used too frequently and abused too much, the young people behind them had learned to be smart and no longer fell for it easily.

After all, your life is your own, your body is your own, and since immortality cannot be guaranteed, you should cherish them.

In this world, not everyone is lucky enough to come across the good thing of "hard work will pay off".

Xu Qing asked himself that his greatest luck in this life was that if he worked hard, he would reap rewards. This was undoubtedly the greatest golden finger in the world.

"Your Majesty has a broad mind, so you can say such words. I..." Xu Qing's mind was in turmoil, but tears suddenly appeared on his face.

Seeing Xu Qing's true feelings, the old emperor just smiled faintly and said disapprovingly: "Well, I don't have anything to intimidate you now. The Tao Te Ching says it well, people don't fear death, but how can they be frightened by death. You and I are nominally monarchs and subjects, but now we are actually fellow Taoists. I am very happy that you observe etiquette. Because I know that you, Xu Gongming, are a man of affection and righteousness. If you don't observe it, it is also due to the situation, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"I only know that without Your Majesty, I would not be where I am today." Xu Qing's words came from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that without the support of the old emperor, even if he had the upper hand, he would not be able to get past the Duke of Wei in the early stage. To put it bluntly, Lao Fang protected him because of the old emperor's face. Without Lao Fang's early protection, the power of Luojiao, Duke of Wei's Mansion, etc. would be enough to crush him. His best ending would be to develop with King Lin overseas with difficulty, and he would never have the glory of controlling the world today.

Even if such an achievement will occur in the future, it will take a long time and there are still many variables.

Even more so, because of the Black Mountain Old Demon, he might not be able to successfully cultivate into a Heavenly Demon. It is possible that his soul is now trapped in the bronze mirror again, or even completely destroyed...

Therefore, as long as the old emperor does not kill himself, Xu Qing will not kill the old emperor.

After all, even if the old emperor was sorry to the people of the world, at least he was kind to Xu Qing. Of course, Xu Qing also repaid the old emperor a lot, otherwise, the old emperor would not have the foundation he has today.

On the other hand, the relationship between Xu Qing and the old emperor has indeed reached the level of partners. There is no other way, Xu Qing's business ability is so outstanding that the old emperor has to rely on him.

"Xu Qing, I also want to say that without you, I would not be able to live to the end of my life. In the current situation, there is no need for suspicion between you and me. After we pass the Black Mountain Old Demon, I am willing to share peace with you. If you can't pass it, you have a better chance of survival than I do. If the emperor's grandson is talented, you can help him out of my kindness. If you can't, you can take it yourself, but I hope you can eventually defeat the Black Mountain Old Demon."

As the old emperor spoke, his expression was solemn, and a series of scenes including a petition and entrusting his son to the care of others in Baidi City came to the fore.

Xu Qing listened quietly, but he didn't think the old emperor was being dramatic. He knew that no matter what, the emperor and his subjects had to work together to seize the chance of victory in the next battle with the Black Mountain Demon.

Having a frank talk is always better than doing nothing.

"I have received such special favor from Your Majesty, and I will repay you with all my sincerity." Xu Qing knelt on one knee and said solemnly.

The old emperor smiled slightly, with a hint of relief in his smile: "Whether you listen to these words or not, it doesn't matter. I am speaking from my heart. Now let's get down to business. Xu Qing..."

"I'm here." Xu Qing immediately stood up and responded respectfully.

The old emperor straightened his expression and said firmly, "The New Year is coming soon. We must return to the capital before the 15th day of July next year. That day will be the day for our decisive battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon. This time, we cannot follow the example of the former Song Dynasty, and let the remaining people shed tears in the dust of the barbarians, and look south to the royal army for another year."

Xu Qing straightened his back and said firmly, "As long as Your Majesty does not issue a golden medal to recall me, I will definitely ask Your Majesty to return to the capital within a few months."

"I am not Zhao Gou, and you are not Yue Shaobao. I trust you, and you go and prepare for what's next." The old emperor rolled his eyes at Xu Qing. This brat would go to the wall if he was not given a taste of his own medicine.

However, the fact that Xu Qing dared to joke with him in a sarcastic way also showed that Xu Qing had no plans in this matter.

Even the old emperor always put the overall situation first in this matter.

"As you wish." Xu Qing bowed respectfully, then said goodbye and walked out of Yannian Palace.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the steps of the palace, illuminating the way forward for Xu Qing. The sky was high and the land was vast, and it was clear.

He knew that the prelude to the war was about to begin. Military problems were not difficult to solve with his ability, and the real test would be in mid-July.

The key point is that the last battle of Changbai Mountain was on the seventh day of July, when the Heavenly Demon attacked the Seven Evils. This time it is on the middle of July. It is obvious that the Black Mountain Old Demon has other plans.

In Xu Qing's bronze mirror, the life span column has disappeared, so he cannot detect the exact day of the battle with the Black Mountain Old Demon. But why is the old emperor so sure that it is the 15th day of July?

Judging from the date, the 15th day of July is the Confucian "Autumn Tasting" festival, with the custom of ancestor worship. It is also the Taoist Zhongyuan Festival and the Buddhist Yulan Festival. This is a special day when the three religions are integrated. The timing is indeed very special, but Xu Qing still cannot understand the most fundamental reason.

Xu Qing returned home, and the fragrance of tea was wafting in the study. He discussed the matter with Feng Wu. Feng Wu was extremely intelligent and thoughtful, and sometimes he could always give Xu Qing good inspiration.

Feng Wu sat aside, holding her chin with her hand, and after thinking quietly, she slowly said: "My husband, don't forget one thing. Your birthday is the Shangyuan Festival, and your majesty's birthday is the Xiayuan Festival."

In the initial stage of Taoism, in the belief of Wudoumi Sect, January 15 is Shangyuan Festival, July 15 is Zhongyuan Festival, and October 15 is Xiayuan Festival, which correspond to the God of Heaven, God of Earth, and God of Water respectively. As the saying goes, the God of Heaven bestows blessings, the God of Earth forgives sins, and the God of Water relieves disasters.

After hearing what Feng Wu said, Xu Qing immediately realized that this might be a collision of three destinies.

Could it be that the Black Mountain Old Demon was the Earth Official's job? To be precise, the Earth Official's job is to judge the good and evil of all living beings and forgive their sins. He can judge good and evil, so he can forgive sins. This is similar to the Black Mountain Old Demon's punishment on behalf of the heavens. If Feng Wu hadn't always remembered Xu Qing's birthday, Xu Qing himself would have ignored this seemingly insignificant detail.

"Besides, I came from outer space, so it's OK for me to correspond to the Heavenly Official. The Black Mountain Old Monster is a mountain, so it's OK for me to correspond to the Earthly Official. The old emperor claims to be as kind as water, so it's OK for him to be the Water Official."

Xu Qing paced, thinking to himself.

He forced himself to find some connections, but he had a vague feeling that something was missing.

However, as the battle has reached its peak, it has become more and more like a historically inevitable convergence of destinies.

And who among Xu Qing, the old emperor, and the Black Mountain Demon is the one who truly created the epic of destiny?
The people set the stage and the heroes perform.

Speaking of heroes, who is the hero?

Xu Qing's thoughts were focused on the vast universe, wondering who was in charge of its ups and downs.

After a long while, he slowly said, "Awu, let's go."

"it is good."

...

...

Feng Wu certainly knew what Xu Qing was talking about.

The couple went out to sea, and the Purple Star in the starry sky was like a bright lamp, illuminating the figures of the couple.

Because of the connection with Ziwei Star, Xu Qing will not lose his way even if he goes to the distant sea.

And their destination is the Xuantian Treasure House.

To be precise, it is the giant turtle that runs around carrying the Xuantian treasure house.

"Husband, I feel like we are now like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl who were not separated by the Queen Mother."

"I'm a gentleman, I won't steal your clothes."

Xu Qing smiled secretly in his heart. Fortunately, it was an ancient myth. If it was in his previous life, Niulang would definitely have been cyber-bullied.

Feng Wu blushed and snorted, "You've seen what's inside the clothes."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "I can never get enough of it."

Feng Wu: "Ah, I will get tired of it eventually. But I know that no matter what, my husband will never abandon me."

Xu Qing grabbed her hand and whispered, "Yes."

There are no vows of eternal love, no passionate promises.

These two simple words "Xu Qing" made Feng Wu feel extremely at ease.

In fact, there is no love like that in myths between the two of them. It is not as passionate as the stars. Even their daily interactions are a bit dull and boring.

But Feng Wu knew that Xu Qing was a very responsible person.

If a husband can be responsible to his relatives and friends, he will naturally be responsible to them and their child.

Perhaps what women want in their life is not love, but a sense of security.

Because love is more like a rope. If you can tie a man to death, you will naturally feel safe.

Feng Wu rarely thought whether there would be less romance in such a relationship between the two of them.

"Being contented will keep you from being humiliated, knowing when to stop will keep you from being in danger. She has her father, her husband, and Xuan Hu, and this life is already happy enough. The way of heaven is to forbid being too full, and if you are greedy, you will only lose more."

Moreover, she also knew very well that at a certain stage in life, what one faces is not more possession but constant loss.

What she felt most helpless about was her "father's" attitude towards life.

Feng Wu certainly hopes that his father can become an immortal.

But Feng Xifeng refused.

"Qing'er, if there is a soul after death, I cannot live in vain. Because death is a very happy thing, so that I can go find your mother. If your mother and I are reincarnated again, you and Xu Qing must practice harder to help us reunite. This is the only hope your father has for you."

Qing'er is Feng Wu's nickname.

After Feng Xifeng accepted the theory of ghosts and gods, he did not feel fear but expectation.

This is also Feng Wu’s biggest motivation for practicing now.

She must let her father and mother return to the world and reunite.

In the sea breeze, in the bright moon, under the starlight.

A gust of sea fog, like a huge sea monster, swallowed up Xu Qing and his wife.

Xu Qing waved his sleeves.

The world is in the sleeves, and all the sea fog is gathered.

And now, it is dawn and the sea is roaring.

The seafarer talks about Yingzhou, but the truth is hard to find in the mist and waves;
The people of Yue are talking about Tianmu, and the clouds and clouds may be visible.

Xu Qing held his wife's hand tightly and landed lightly on the fairy mountain in front of him.

The dim morning light was like a thin veil, covering the two people who looked like a fairy couple.

"Ziweixing, you are finally here again."

The voice was low and lingering.

(End of this chapter)