The Tianshi Zhang Huanling was carried into the hall by several eunuchs on a wooden board. Zhang Xianling, who was following behind, could only stay outside and wait for his brother to come out.

Zhang Huanling became thinner and thinner, and the inside of the Taoist robe was empty. It seemed that if he stood up, the Taoist robe would fall directly from him.

Only those eyes were still bright and bright, and their lightning-like eyes swept across Zhang Mao's body.

"Give the throne to the Heavenly Master!" Zhang Mao hurriedly said when he saw Zhang Huanling coming in.

Several eunuchs helped Zhang Huanling to a chair and sat down.

"If there was no urgent matter, I wouldn't have been so anxious to invite the Heavenly Master. Don't be anxious about the Heavenly Master's health, right?" Zhang Mao asked.

Zhang Mao was eager for immortality, so he practiced the Contemplation and Cong Taoism in the Great Chu Kingdom. But today he saw Zhang Huanling as if he was sick and exhausted, rather than being like the legendary Taoist practitioners who wanted to become immortals, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"Your Majesty wants to ask about longevity, right?" Zhang Huanling asked in a low voice.

There has always been no secret in the capital. But how did he know the memorial just arrived in the capital? Is it really a prediction of the uncertainty?

Zhang Mao replied: "Yes, the memorial said that the young master Changshou is now in Zhending with his hungry people, and the Hejian area is also in trouble."

Zhang Huanling's eyes became brighter.

The hungry people in the Great Chu State continued to rebel. In the years of famine, hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the mountains and forests. However, once the famine passed, the court did not need to conquer the hungry people and they returned home and disappeared.

So over time, the court did not care much about the rebellion of the hungry people. Even if they sent generals like Liu Guangshi to fight the destruction, the army collapsed instantly.

It seems that this time Changsheng made a name for himself in the north, so the emperor was anxious.

"Changshou brought hungry people to burn, kill, loot and cause disaster to the place?" Zhang Huanling asked.

Zhang Mao's face became gloomy: "It is said that the young master Changshou restrained the hungry people very well."

This answer is very strange. Instead of burning, killing, looting, the emperor was dissatisfied. Could it be better to burn, kill, looting?

"In the memorials of Cai You and Chen Gou, the young master of Changshou lives with the hungry people, and eats with the hungry people. He often wears coarse cloth clothes without changing. I heard that he is very popular among the hungry people. What do he want to do? Are he trying to make a mistake?" Zhang Mao asked.

The smile on Zhang Huanling's face flashed. He wanted to say that this was the work of the saints of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors recorded in historical books? Your Majesty can do this too.

But if a real emperor had not been filled with concubines in the harem, what would be the fun of being an emperor?

Did the Zulong River water cause Zhang Mao to carry a shovel like Dayu to take the people to control the water?

Zhang Huanling wanted to laugh when he imagined Zhang Mao carrying a shovel.

"I heard that when the 28th nursery rhyme was circulated last year, the Tianshi fell ill. At that time, Master Changshou was also present?" Zhang Mao stared at Zhang Huanling coldly. His meaning was obvious. Is Changshou here to fight for my world?

"Your Majesty is too worried. Changshou is already seventeen years old this year. How does it match nursery rhymes? Besides, this kind of nursery rhyme prophecy has been found throughout the dynasties and cannot be believed!" Zhang Huanling defended Changshou.

Zhang Mao heard that Changshou was already seventeen years old, and his expression was relaxed. He believed most of these oracles and prophecies. No matter what real or false, they must be extinguished in time, no matter what means they use! The Great Chu Kingdom will last for thousands of years.

Since the age of longevity is over sixteen, it is naturally not the person mentioned in the nursery rhyme.

"If it wasn't him, then who was it?" Zhang Mao asked in peace. If Zhang Huanling had just said someone, Zhang Mao would probably send someone to search his house and destroy his family immediately!

Zhang Huanling knew that if he didn't give an answer today, he wouldn't think of passing the precepts in front of Zhang Mao. The emperor was the most taboo about this prophecy of dynasty replacement. In history, I don't know how many people died because of this kind of thing.

"Now the new Emperor Wugu succeeds to the throne. I have calculated that the next generation of emperors of Wugu people must ascend the throne at the age of sixteen." Zhang Huanling replied.

Hearing Zhang Huanling say this, Zhang Mao stood up excitedly. In fact, he had always been vaguely worried about the black bone man who was like a wolf or a tiger. If the black bone man emperor frequently changed, wouldn’t it be the standard for civil strife? In this way, the black bone man would have no time to look south.

This is true for people. When they hear what others say, they are willing to believe it.

"I have never dared to forget my ancestors' last wish to recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Does the Heavenly Master think it can be realized?" Zhang Mao asked anxiously.

Zhang Huanling pondered for a while before answering: "I can't calculate that much with low magic power. But Yanjing will definitely get it!"

Zhang Mao was even happier. He then asked, "But now Yanjing City is in the hands of Master Changshou. Can the Tianshi write a letter to persuade him to hand over the Yanjing Mansion?"

The place called Nanjing Prefecture among the five capitals of the Qingbai Dynasty is the Yanjing that Zhang Mao said. This is the Yanjing Prefecture of the Great Chu State, not the Nanjing Prefecture of the Qingbai Dynasty!

"If he comes back, I will immediately let him be the master of Baiyun Temple!" Zhang Mao said. Baiyun Temple is the largest view in the capital. It is also a legend to be the master of Baiyun Temple at a young age.

"No matter how bright that Shi Liang is, I will keep him as an official in the court." Zhang Mao continued.

"Your Majesty, since Changshou has brought hungry people everywhere to beg for food, it is better for the court to give some food to the people of Yanjing Prefecture. In this way, longevity is in harmony and reason, there is nothing to say. When the people have something to eat, they will make peace." Zhang Huanling advised.

"Okay! As long as Master Changshou gives out Yanjing Mansion, I will give 100,000 stones of food to the people of Yanjing Mansion! All the people in the world are my people." Zhang Mao said.

"Your Majesty has the heart to love the people as much as his son, Yanjing Prefecture will definitely be able to obtain it." Zhang Huanling replied.

"Since that's the case, Master Tian will write a letter to Master Changshou now. At that time, I will send someone to Yanjing Mansion with grain." Zhang Mao urged with a smile.

At Zhang Mao's sign, a eunuch held paper, and a eunuch walked to Zhang Huanling with a brush and inkstone.

"Just spread the paper on the ground." Zhang Huanling said.

The eunuch spread the rice paper on the gold bricks in front of Zhang Huanling as he spoke.

Zhang Huanling struggled to lift his right hand and took the brush on the inkstone. He trembled all over and leaned over and pressed the brush on the paper to use all his strength to draw a vertical stroke on the paper. Then he collapsed on the chair as if he had been drained of all his strength.

Zhang Mao walked down the steps curiously and looked down at the crooked drawing on the paper and asked, "Is this?"

Zhang Huanling nodded with difficulty without saying a word.

"Okay, I'll send this letter to Yanjing Mansion in a few days." Zhang Mao said hesitantly.

After Zhang Huanling was carried out of the palace, Zhang Xianling hurried over and asked, "Brother, can your body still hold on?"

"What am I going to hold on? Naturally, someone else will hold on!" Zhang Huanling said in a irresponsible manner.
Chapter completed!