Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

Early the next morning.

Wang Taiyu and his son were about to take to the field.

Seeing Wang Mingdao dressed in a bright red official robe, Chen Huangpi asked curiously, "Mingdao, is it good to be an official?"

"Actually, it's not good."

After what happened last night, Wang Mingdao seemed like a completely different person.

He became more composed.

His speech was no longer so erratic.

“My father helped me get a sixth-rank official position.”

Wang Mingdao patiently said, "Although it's not a big deal, now that the door to supervision has been opened, I can get involved in all sorts of things, big and small, in the capital."

Chen Huangpi asked, "Then are you going to take me with you?"

Wang Mingdao shook his head: "My father ordered me to go to the yamen to oversee things and draw out the aristocratic families' backup plans. Although this matter is dangerous, it is just a battle of intrigue and trickery. These things are not suitable for you to get involved in."

"That's definitely not suitable."

Chen Huangpi felt a headache coming on whenever he thought about conspiracies and schemes.

Besides, sitting in the government office all day is not interesting at all.

"Then I'll go do my thing."

Chen Huangpi thought for a moment and said, "If I come back early, I will go to the yamen to find you. If you have been bullied, just tell me and I will stand up for you."

"it is good!"

Wang Mingdao nodded, then turned and left.

Chen Huangpi stood there in a daze, seemingly lost in thought.

The brass oil lamp was puzzled, so he asked it why.

Chen Huangpi said, "I really admire Wang Mingdao."

"What's there to envy?"

"I envy him for having new clothes to wear."

Chen Huangpi sighed and pointed to his Taoist robe, saying, "This Taoist robe was made for me by Granny Tang. It's so tattered now that people will mistake me for a beggar when they see me."

The brass oil lamp said, "That's simple, just have the Wang family make you another set."

"No."

Chen Huangpi refused directly: "Master said that when I grow up, he will prepare a new set of clothes for me. I want to wait for the new Taoist robe that Master makes."

When leaving the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The second master gave him the title of Red Evil, as the main deity of the Liver Temple.

My third master gave me a ray of light, which was blue and merged into my true form.

The master then gave him an ascension token.

But what Chen Huangpi really wanted was a Taoist robe made by his master.

Of course, it would be even better if it were the master's.

That thing can take away the sun and moon; it might not be much worse than the treasures of the Pure Immortal Temple.

At this moment.

The fox mountain god urged, "Chen Huangpi, we should go."

"I know."

Chen Huangpi nodded and said to the brass oil lamp, "Huang Er, this time it's up to you. I hope the method you mentioned will work."

"I will handle it."

The brass oil lamp said smugly, "This time, with preparations in place, even if your Ascension Order causes any unusual activity, I can suppress it."

After saying that, its entire lamp body became enormous.

Then it opened its blood-red maw and swallowed Chen Huangpi and the fox mountain god whole.

"I am the Nine Netherworld Divine Lamp!"

The brass oil lamp was transformed; its body was instantly covered with green rust.

A chilling ghostly flame swirled around it.

The next second, the brass oil lamp disappeared.

……

At the Du family's old house.

The Du family is very lively today.

Du Rugui sat in the high seat, with the Song family patriarch to his right, and below him were the patriarchs of the Li, Meng, Han, and Liu families.

To his left were seven other prominent families.

There are five prominent families and seven prestigious clans in the capital.

Compared to the five great families, the seven prominent clans are far inferior.

Because these seven powerful families were basically families that rose to prominence after the founding of the Great Kang Dynasty, relying on the five great families, their strength was much weaker and their foundation was also somewhat lacking.

Therefore, the seven clans are mainly composed of five surnames.

The Song family patriarch said indifferently, "You all know that His Majesty intends to take action against the aristocratic families. The reason we have gathered at the Du family today is to make this matter clear."

"Since Brother Song has started, let's begin with me."

The speaker was the patriarch of the Li family, who was an elderly man who appeared to be over sixty years old.

He was dressed in hemp clothes and cloth shoes, looking like an old farmer.

However, in reality, the Li family patriarch was extremely powerful. He was already the City God of a prefecture before the founding of the Great Kang Dynasty, and over the long years, his strength has become even more terrifying. However, the Li family patriarch had a peculiar habit.

That is to have children; I aspire to have ten thousand children.

Therefore, he had a nickname: Li Wanzi.

Li Wanzi looked around and said calmly, "Wang Taiyu is His Majesty's good dog. As the saying goes, even when beating a dog, one should consider its owner. We need to be careful when we act."

"We must let His Majesty know the principle that aristocratic families should rule the world together with His Majesty."

"We have to save him some face, and not go too far."

This sets the tone for things.

Then, the patriarch of the Meng family spoke up: "This matter is simple. Just send a few people out. If Wang Taiyu is sensible, he will know when to stop."

"What if he doesn't know what's good for him?"

The patriarch of the Han family sneered, "The current emperor is quite ambitious. To this day, I still haven't figured out what he's up to. But he has been lying low for many years, and once he makes his move, he won't stop until blood is spilled."

If Wang Taiyu is oblivious to the situation, it must be the Emperor of Dakang behind the scenes continuing to push things forward.

The Meng family patriarch said, "Then let him give up."

At this point, the Meng family patriarch seemed to have thought of something and said in a deep voice, "Although His Majesty has a group of secret guards under his command, they are ultimately no match for the foundation of our aristocratic families."

"He doesn't have many trump cards up his sleeve."

“Wang Taiyu is already his best card to play, so he kept him in the capital, while the others went to various places in Dakang.”

"Using both carrot and stick tactics, His Majesty will understand our meaning."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded.

They are all shrewd people, and they have actually thought about this matter quite thoroughly in private.

Naturally, no one will misunderstand.

So the Song family patriarch said, "One radish for one hole, who will provide this radish?"

The elders looked at Liu Shujiao, the patriarch of the Liu family who had remained mostly silent.

Liu Shujiao said expressionlessly, "The Liu family has plenty of radishes, so let the Liu family provide them."

The elders nodded in satisfaction.

The aristocratic families were fully aware of the sudden change in the way swordsmanship in the capital.

Although I don't know why.

But it must be a sign that the upheaval in the world is about to end.

The Liu family is a family of swordsmen.

The sword in the house is extremely powerful.

Now that the way of swordsmanship has changed, the Liu family can only suffer in silence.

However, while the powerful families were happy to see someone suffer a setback, it hadn't reached the point of dividing up their interests and fighting amongst themselves.

The patriarch of the Li family stroked his beard and said, "He's also part of the Li family."

"Since the Li and Liu families have both made their moves, my Han family can't just sit idly by."

"The Meng family too."

"And the Song family too."

The other seven prominent families became anxious upon seeing this.

If this matter were to fall on their shoulders, they would actually feel relieved.

It's just bleeding and cutting flesh, it's no big deal.

But now that the powerful families at the top have taken it all, it's obvious that what's left for them won't be anything good.

Sure enough, the Song family patriarch then smiled and said, "This matter in the capital is a minor one. There is another matter that I need to entrust to you all to handle."

"Please explain, sir."

"The Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs is asking for more people, but a batch was already sent to the palace a few days ago."

"Does Your Excellency mean that we should send some of our sons into the palace to become eunuchs?"

The seven prominent families exchanged glances; this was not a big deal.

It's just cutting off the root of one's offspring.

It's not like it can't grow back.

However, the Song family patriarch shook his head and said, "No, I want you to send people to investigate the imperial tomb, to see what is inside and why so many people are needed."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the seven prominent families turned deathly pale.

It's obvious without even thinking that the imperial mausoleum is still under construction by His Majesty.

Sending someone in would be a fatal mistake if they were discovered.

However, no one dared to refuse.

"Then let's disperse."

After the Song family patriarch finished speaking, he looked at Du Rugui.

Du Rugui remained calm, picked up the teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

The idea of ​​investigating the imperial tombs was suggested to the Song family patriarch.

The Song family patriarch wanted to know the method by which the Great Kang Emperor became an immortal.

Du Rugui, on the other hand, wanted to know what the Emperor of Dakang was planning.

Although their purposes are different.

But cooperation is not impossible. (End of Chapter)