Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 103: Heaven's Will
The two followed the entrance of the secret passage and went down. After only a dozen steps, things started to become complicated.

Under the dim light lit by a fire stick, numerous branch roads appeared in the dark tunnel in the same way, all of them were so deep and deep that no one knew where they led.

Jin Yanzi, however, acted very familiar with the place. She walked quickly with Qiu Chuji and was able to not only correctly identify the correct tunnel but also avoid some traps.

This is definitely not the kind of cognition a hunter's daughter should have.

Even though she had once been fostered in the mansion of a Jin noble.

"Don't you have anything you want to explain to me about your identity?" Qiu Chuji asked Jin Yanzi in the shaking darkness.

Jin Yanzi, who was walking in front holding a fire starter, froze in her tracks. Qiu Chuji did not even look at the expression on her face, nor did he urge her to answer immediately.

When it does not affect yourself, you should know how to respect other people's privacy, instead of trying to control everything and making everything clear and transparent.

A life that is too strong and domineering will lose a lot of warmth and beauty.

In fact, Qiu Chuji had always had doubts about Jin Yanzi's identity, but after confirming that she was harmless, he never thought of stabbing her.

I'm asking now only because things have come to this point.

Perhaps confessing everything was Jin Yanzi's own choice, and Qiu Chuji just took the opportunity to bring it up and waited for Jin Yanzi to be ready.

In the darkness, one could still hear Jin Yanzi's increasingly heavy breathing.

Her body was still shaking slightly, as if she had some memories that she didn't want to face.

"You can call me Yelu Xinghua, or you can call me Wanyan Mingyu, and of course Jin Yanzi." Jin Yanzi's slightly trembling voice sounded from the front. She took a few steps forward, trying to completely hide herself in the darkness.

Qiu Chuji did not follow closely, but just kept his eyes fixed on her.

Although it was pitch black here, with only the faint light of a fire stick, to Qiu Chuji it was as bright as day.

He saw Jin Yanzi biting her lips which were stained with blood.

“Who am I? Sometimes I am confused myself.”

"Since I was a child, my confused identity has brought me nothing but insults, bullying and rejection."

"I was not accepted by the Liao palace servants because they felt that I was of Jin blood. My existence was a reminder that I had been trampled under the feet of the Jin people, who had once regarded me as a slave. But my fellow sisters and brothers also felt that I had Liao blood flowing in my body and was the object of their greatest hatred."

"They are always willing to show off their extraordinary bravery on me."

"When I was ten, my mother jumped off the city wall and ended her suffering with death, but my life became even more difficult."

"Who am I, what is my identity, what is my name... In this imperial city, this is a mistake that no one will answer."

Qiu Chuji had no extra sympathy or empathy for this.

The Golden Swallow is pitiful. Are those displaced people, those innocent people who died tragically under the blades of the Liao and Jin people, also pitiful?
Are those people who are naked, hungry, and can only watch their children die in their arms without being able to save them, not pitiable?
This was an ugly era, and no matter how miserable Jin Yanzi's past was, she never lacked food and drink, and never had less clothes.

He is already better than many, many people.

Even if it was Qiu Chuji, he would have starved to death if he had not been taken to the mountains to be a Taoist child.

"I grew up in this palace until I was fourteen, and gradually developed the same beauty as my mother."

"The person who might be considered my blood brother or sister had evil intentions towards me, so I escaped from the palace through a secret passage. After escaping to Zhongdu, I met the real Golden Swallow. We went through a lot together. She told me her entire life story, and I told her everything about myself."

"We became sworn sisters and pledged to support each other."

"Later, she died, and I took over her identity, and I believed from the bottom of my heart that I was her. Although she was as pitiful as I was, she at least had a complete identity that belonged to her."

Jin Yanzi finished her story again, but just like the child in the story "The Boy Who Cried Wolf", she had told so many lies that even if it was the truth, people would not trust her.

Besides, did she really tell the whole truth?

Why could she empathize with what happened to Jin Yanzi's father so well?

Why didn't the Jin man who came to meet her at the foot of Mount Hua suspect her?
In this story, was it Yelu Xinghua who turned into Jin Yanzi, or was it Jin Yanzi who turned into Yelu Xinghua?

“The past is important, but you have to look to the future.”

"Uncle Lin is a very good master, and Sister Lin is also a very good sister." Qiu Chuji said.

Jin Yanzi smiled in the darkness: "I know! So I want to help you."

"I know that only when Grandmaster Wang achieves his wish can Master get what he wants and be truly happy."

As the two were talking, they turned several complicated forks in the road, and finally a large area of ​​light appeared in front of them.

In the fairly spacious underground palace, many braziers were lit on both sides. A middle-aged man in hunting clothes sat high on the main seat, taking a nap with his eyes closed. A maid was holding a book in her hand and reading in a soft voice.

If you listen carefully, you can tell that the maid read "The Doctrine of the Mean".

Although people in the Song Dynasty always said that the Jin people were barbarians, in fact, as the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, even if he could not concentrate on studying, he was definitely not an uneducated man.

The current emperor of the Jin Dynasty is the third monarch after the founding of the country and is called "Wanyan Tan".

He studied under Han Fang, a Han scholar, in his childhood, and was able to write poems and essays in Chinese, and he liked elegant songs and Confucian clothing. After he came to power, he banned the sale of poor people as slaves, removed the Liao iron ban, and improved the military, household registration, and taxation systems. From these perspectives, he was a capable and ambitious monarch.

But at the same time, he also had a brutal side, often killing people while drunk, and he was also very harsh on his compatriots and brothers of the same clan. He would use some rather sinister methods to send them out to die, so as to prevent these people from threatening his throne.

Wanyan Tan sat in the upper seat and took a nap while listening to a book.

At the lower level, there were two rows of people who looked like clay or wooden sculptures. Although they did not make any unnecessary movements, they all had an extraordinary aura and must be famous masters.

There are also a large number of soldiers hiding in the dark rooms and secret passages on the left and right, and the entire underground palace is full of traps.

Obviously they were well prepared. Even if Qiu Chuji suddenly appeared here, the unique environment here could restrict Qiu Chuji to the greatest extent... At least that's what they thought.

"You go out first and wait for me outside the city." Qiu Chuji said to Jin Yanzi in secret.

Jin Yanzi nodded, turned and left, gradually disappearing into the darkness of the tunnel.

Qiu Chuji listened to Jin Yanzi's footsteps and made sure that she had gone far away and he could escape safely before he walked out of the tunnel openly.

Following the sound of his footsteps, which he had deliberately not concealed, all the people who were quietly dozing opened their eyes at this moment.

All eyes were completely focused on Qiu Chuji.

Wanyan Tan also sat up straight. Although there was fear in his eyes, he did not show it on his face.

"But Master Qiu is here in person?" Wanyan Tan asked with a smile.

"It is me!" Qiu Chuji responded calmly.

"Your Excellency may not know that the imperial edict I sent to Mount Zhongnan is already on the way. I specially request that you be the Grand Master of the Kingdom of Jin, with the power to control the movement of all officials and soldiers within a hundred miles of Mount Zhongnan. You can worship without being named, enter the court without bowing, and wear a sword and shoes when entering the palace."

"If you go to other countries, you can act in the name of our Great Jin envoys. No rulers or ministers of any country will dare to disrespect you!" Wanyan Tan kept saying this, but when he saw Qiu Chuji's always indifferent eyes, he gradually lost confidence and his eyes began to wander.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a large iron cage fell from a great height, trapping Qiu Chuji tightly inside the cage.

At the same time, more than a dozen siege crossbows were aimed at Qiu Chuji, with almost no penetration.

Wanyan Tan said nothing and waved his hand.

An iron arrow thicker than an adult's arm flew out from the siege crossbow and headed straight for Qiu Chuji.

Golden light burst out from Qiu Chuji's body, and then like an exploding ball of silk thread, it caught all the iron arrows.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the iron arrows thrown by the golden thread passed through the iron cage, flew back and destroyed all the siege crossbows.

In the darkness, many groans and wails could be heard.

Wanyan Tan gritted his teeth and shouted, "Pour the corpse water!"

A yellow slurry with a strong fishy and pungent smell poured down from above.

boom!
Qiu Chuji's true energy shook, and all the corpse water turned into a rainstorm, spreading all around.

Those specially recruited masters from all sides had not yet shown their abilities before more than half of them were killed in the poisonous rainstorm.

Those who were still alive were all injured to some extent.

Qiu Chuji strolled forward, and the iron cage in front of him naturally bent, revealing a hole that allowed him to pass freely.

He walked towards Wanyan Tan step by step. No matter what kind of traps and mechanisms suddenly appeared everywhere, they could not invade the three feet in front of Qiu Chuji.

"What do you want? I can agree to anything you want!"

"Money! Wealth! Status! Beauty...Quanzhen Sect! Quanzhen Sect can be recognized as the state religion of our Jin Dynasty, and all Quanzhen Taoists can enjoy the salary of our Jin Dynasty." Wanyan Tan made the promise like a madman.

He talked about everything he could and could not do.

Just get through this hurdle first.

"It turns out that there is no difference between you and Zhao Gou." Qiu Chuji looked at Wanyan Tan who was already in a state of panic calmly and said, feeling a little regretful.

This also means that his killing of such a Jin emperor did not ruin the dragon vein of the Jin Dynasty.

"Xunzi said: Heaven's ways are constant, they do not exist for the sake of Yao, nor do they perish for the sake of Jie. Perhaps this is right."

Wanyan Tan immediately grasped at straws and said, "Yes! You are right! The Song Dynasty is doomed to fall, and the rise of the Jin Dynasty is also an inevitable trend."

"Since the real person has realized the way of heaven, why go against it? Isn't it better to follow the will of heaven?"

"I promised the Immortal that I would treat the Han people well and never kill anyone..."

Whoosh!
The long mace was used, piercing Wanyan Tan's body, lifting him up and crashing him into the dome.

(End of this chapter)