Yang Qingyuan and Shi San chatted happily until the end of Shen Shi.

Yang Qingyuan just came out of the imperial study, but he did not leave the palace, but his figure disappeared into the night.

Before he left the imperial city, he had to visit someone.

Yang Qingyuan's figure flashed and arrived in front of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wenyuan Pavilion, the royal library of the Zhou Dynasty, contains countless classics.

The sea is open to all rivers, and there are many people to work with.

It is one of the four halls and two pavilions of the imperial city outside the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The current cabinet of the Great Zhou Dynasty has six academicians according to the system, which are named after the four halls of Zhongji, Jianji, Wenhua and Wuying, as well as the Wenyuan Pavilion and the Dongge Pavilion.

Yang Qingyuan's tutor, Qian Muqian, was a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion.

"Junior Wudang Yang Qingyuan, please see my senior!"

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Taoist's unique skill, Heavenly Escape Sound Transmission.

Yang Qingyuan's voice spread in Wenyuan Pavilion, but it was difficult for others to hear a trace.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Zhang Sanfeng back then and Yang Qingyuan now are both extraordinary figures!"

An old man wearing a simple cloth robe appeared from Wenyuan Pavilion. To say he was an old man was just Yang Qingyuan's personal speculation.

Although this person looks like he has white hair, he looks to be in his forties or fifties.

But to be able to be on equal terms with Zhang Sanfeng and bet on him, I can think of it without even using my brain.

"If you don't mind it, just come up and have a chat!"

Yang Qingyuan jumped lightly and arrived on the third floor of Wenyuan Pavilion.

"Sit wherever you like!" With a gentle flick of the old man's broad sleeves, the futon originally piled with bamboo slips was cleared away, and the originally messy pile of bamboo slips immediately became neat and tidy.

The control of this true energy alone is no small matter.

"Senior has been living in seclusion here?!"

The old man nodded, "Although I am old, I am still a man, and it is inconvenient for me to enter and leave the harem! But I have to protect the emperor in the Daming Palace, so I live in Wenyuan Pavilion."

The existence of the old man is the absolute secret of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is also the last line of defense to protect the emperor.

Without his presence, a master who was skilled in assassination and stealth could pose a threat to Emperor Zhou's life.

After Yang Qingyuan sat down, an inexplicable look flashed across his eyes, and then he asked tentatively, "How many years has Senior Wang been here!"

"I've been here since Taizu moved the capital here!" After saying this, the old man suddenly froze, with a look of suspicion on his face, "You know me?!"

"When senior met my senior brother, I was not yet born. How could I possibly know senior? This is just speculation."

Yes, according to time, Yang Qingyuan in the previous life may not have been born. This is the power of lifespan.

The middle-aged old man nodded, "That's true. When I first met your senior brother, he was only twenty-two years old. Don't tell me, your parents don't even know where they are!?"

"Then how do you know who Pindao is?!"

"Analysis!" A smile appeared on Yang Qingyuan's face, as if possessed by a fat man who weighed nearly two hundred pounds but was handsome and elegant.

The middle-aged Taoist also became interested, "Come on, let's talk about it!"

"First of all, he is the age of a senior. There are not many people in the world who can be on equal terms with my senior brother, or even have a seniority higher than my senior brother."

The old Taoist nodded, "Then the poor Taoist couldn't have faked his death and escaped?!"

"You just faked your death to escape!"

Yang Qingyuan said with certainty, and then continued, "Then there is the volume of scripture on your table."

The old Taoist lowered his head and glanced, "Is there anything wrong with this scripture?!"

"I wrote to you: 'Everyone who meditates has a straight body, closes his eyes and closes his eyes. This is a fake sitting. Those who really sit must spend twelve hours, living, walking, sitting and lying down. In the middle of all movement and stillness, the heart is like Mount Tai, unmoving and unshakable.

...It is not called meditation. This statement comes from the "Fifteen Treatises on the Chongyang Establishment of the Chongyang Religion". But the predecessors deleted and modified it on this basis. Then the identity is ready to be revealed!" Yang Qingyuan pointed to the book with many deletions and graffiti on the old Taoist table.

said.

When Yang Qingyuan was in the Hanlin Academy, he once presided over the compilation of "Zhou Xuan Dao Zang". He was very familiar with Daoist classics.

Generally speaking, future generations will not easily delete or modify the works of their predecessors, not to mention that this "Fifteen Treatises on Chongyang Lijiao" is written by a great Taoist sage, and they will not directly alter the original work.

If this old Taoist did this, the most likely possibility is that he is the original author of this sutra.

"Senior is our Taoist sect's last Taoist Master, Chongyang Master Wang Zhongfu."

The surprise in the old Taoist priest's eyes became even stronger.

"You are quite smart. Yes, Pindao is none other than Wang Chongyang."

Zhang Sanfeng is the current Taoist Master of the Taoist sect, and Wang Chongyang is the Taoist Master of the previous generation, and the previous generation is Zhuang Xiaomeng’s master, Bei Mingzi of the Tianren Sect.

Although Yang Qingyuan had previously speculated that this mysterious figure was a certain elder in the Taoist sect, he did not guess that it was Wang Chongyang.

It wasn't until I saw the deleted "Fifteen Treatises on the Establishment of Chongyang Religion" on Wang Chongyang's desk that I was sure.

"I made a bet with your senior brother back then. Two lost and one won! Then he took over the position of Taoist Master, and I am here to protect the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Due to the change in the timeline, he is much older than the other four masters. Wang Chongyang is also the ultimate existence in the realm of Fa Tianxiang and Earth. He is the first person in the Taoist sect after Bei Mingzi and before Zhang Sanfeng, and also the first person in the world.

This also proves the power of the current Taoist sect. Three consecutive Taoists have been ranked number one in the world for almost 120 years.

After knowing the whole story of Wang Chongyang's presence, Yang Qingyuan asked the question he wanted to ask.

"When Zhu Zhankun committed regicide, could senior be here?"

Wang Chongyang nodded, "I'm here!"

"Then why didn't Senior stop it!?" Yang Qingyuan's tone contained a hint of imperceptible excitement.

Emperor Taizong could have died in peace, but he died at the hands of his own son. He should not have such an ending.

Wang Chongyang shook his head, "The old master did not participate in the imperial power struggle within the emperor. On the contrary, when you entered the palace that day, the old master should have taken action."

"Then why didn't Senior take action!?" Yang Qingyuan was a little curious.

It was impossible for Wang Chongyang to look on coldly for Zhang Sanfeng's sake.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "This is Emperor Taizong Wen's back-up plan." Wang Chongyang could only sigh with emotion. He still admired Taizong, he was indeed a good emperor.

"Backhand?!"

"When Zhu Zhankun launched the palace coup, Emperor Taizong already knew about it, but at that time he was almost exhausted, seriously ill, lying on the couch, and his control over the palace was not as good as before, and he was unable to deal with it.

Zhu Zhankun's palace coup made a timely rebellion. He had the wisdom to quell the chaos, but he did not have the power to quell the chaos. Therefore, he could only keep the back-up man, that is, the old eunuch Chen."

Yang Qingyuan knew the person Wang Chongyang was talking about. This old eunuch Chen was once the playmate of Emperor Taizong Wen. He had accompanied Emperor Taizong Wen since childhood. After Emperor Wen ascended the throne, he was even more determined to stab himself. Later, because of his poor health,

Well, Emperor Taizongwen recognized his merits and allowed him to be raised in the palace.

When Yang Qingyuan broke through the gate of the imperial city, he sent people to lead the way.

"This old eunuch Chen is one of the few people in the palace who knows about my existence. He brought Emperor Wen's last decree."

Wang Chongyang looked at Yang Qingyuan inexplicably. He still felt that this decree was outrageous.

"If one day, Yu Yanyi or you, Yang Qingyuan, raise an army to Qingjun's side, please don't stop me..."

At that time, Wang Chongyang did not quite understand Taizong's purpose of issuing this imperial edict until the night when Yang Qingyuan launched an army coup.

Yang Qingyuan's eyes sparkled when he heard this.

"Thank you, senior, for clarifying my doubts."

Yang Qingyuan did not stay here for too long. After understanding the general situation of the coup that day, Yang Qingyuan stood up and left.

At this time, it was getting dark, and Yang Qingyuan, who had just left the palace city, walked slowly on the streets of the divine capital.

As the throne of the emperor was settled, the original curfew was relaxed a bit, and the patrol camp would not clear the streets until mid-Hai Shi, about ten o'clock in the evening.

The patrol battalions were originally just troops that patrolled the city of Shendu, but now Yang Qingyuan was cautious and let the most trustworthy four military battalions be responsible for patrol duties.

The Siwuying was the troops and horses drawn from the elite Longqi of the former Tiance Army, but it was the basis of Yang Qingyuan's mutiny.

Yang Qingyuan walked quietly to the car, feeling the atmosphere of human fireworks along the way, and the gloomy atmosphere in his heart just now also dissipated a lot.

Putting aside everything else, comparing it vertically in history, the current Zhou Dynasty can be regarded as a prosperous age. These are the disciples left behind by Emperor Taizong Wen who has been living at night and eating day and night for twenty years!

But this prosperous age can be better!

After eating a bowl of pork ribs noodles, Yang Qingyuan felt happy, bought two bunches of candied haws, a drawer of steamed buns, and walked slowly towards the direction of Dali Temple.

Although Yang Qingyuan, who understood the person in the painting, could not move forward as quickly as Zhang Sanfeng, he could still do it by simply shrinking down to an inch.

Dali Temple was originally quite far away from the palace city, but under Yang Qingyuan's movement, he arrived at the gate of Dali Temple in a short time.

Yang Qingyuan, who had just returned, happened to meet a fairy in black and a white-haired lolita.

It was Liu Wangshu and Zhuang Xiaomeng who went to chase the little old man in Bai Ri and Han Sumi.

"Brother Yang!"
To be continued...