Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Qingxin Courtyard was a courtyard built by an emperor of the State of Yan who was a devout Buddhist. It was divided into two courtyards, front and back.

It was said at that time that the front yard was used for government affairs, and the back yard was for worshiping Buddha. In this way, His Majesty the Emperor could have the best of both worlds: he could enjoy worldly wealth during his lifetime and ascend to the Western Paradise after his death.

The emperor had passed away a hundred years ago. He enjoyed all the wealth and glory in the world during his lifetime, but it would be difficult for him to be reborn in paradise.

In the past, the State of Yan established Buddhism as the state religion, and temples and monasteries were spread all over the country. However, after the appearance of Li Tongzhen in this dynasty, the whole world converted to Taoism.

Li Tongzhen used the backyard to refine the elixir, while the front yard was used by him to conceal his tracks and hold a ceremony for the passing of the dead.

In the front yard, the layers of buildings and pavilions were covered with white cloth. In the middle of the hall, there was a plaque with three large gold-plated characters "Longevity Hall".

Inside the Changshou Hall, there is a coffin placed in the middle, with a lifelike dragon relief on it, as if a real dragon is perched on the ground.

Below the coffin, two rows of women were kneeling neatly on the ground, among them were middle-aged women and young beauties.

All the women were dressed in white, with red and swollen eyes. Although they were not wearing any makeup, they were all dignified, beautiful and noble.

Miao Wan'er still stood out among this group of beauties, but she did not cry like the women around her. Instead, she was thinking about the answer she had just got from Qian Xiaoyi.

Cultivation requires spiritual roots, and her Ruier has good fire spiritual roots, which is completely in line with the national teacher's lineage.

Although Zhao Rui is a prince, he is too young. He has more than a dozen older brothers, who either hold military power or have powerful relatives by marriage.

After Emperor Xuan left, the mother and daughter seemed to be royal relatives, but in fact they were like duckweed and could not withstand the turmoil of the change of dynasties.

Li Tong really made her see a kind of ambition. This huge Yan Kingdom was not suppressed by him alone. If her Ruier could also master that magical skill, the throne of Yan Kingdom would be within her reach.

But how can I get him to accept Ruier as his disciple?

A few days later, Zhao Rui was lost again in Qingxin Villa, and her mother was still looking for him everywhere, and it seemed that nothing was different from a few days ago.

But today, Miao Wan'er was wearing a robe embroidered with saffron patterns and a light blue butterfly hairpin in her lily bun. There was nothing special about it, but it was particularly eye-catching.

Breaking into the Moon Gate once again, Miao Wan'er pinched her waist with both hands and said fiercely: "Zhao Rui, come here. I have told you many times that you can't barge in here!"

In the middle of the yard, Zhao Rui was happily eating a piece of hawthorn cake. When he heard Miao Wan'er's voice, he hurriedly hid behind Qian Xiaoyi.

"It's okay, it's okay, he's just hungry." Qian Xiaoyi was so happy when he saw the person in front of the Moon Gate.

Not far away, Fang Xiaojia was surprised and asked, "Junior brother, what's going on?"

"Brother, this is what happened. You were still in bed that day..." Qian Xiaoyi pulled Fang Xiaojia aside and told him what happened before. At the end, he said, "Brother, I think maybe the old emperor gave Master some instructions before he died, so Master treated them well?"

If this had been said in the past, Fang Xiaojia would most likely not have thought much about it, but ever since he had that near-death experience, it was no longer possible for him to think of things in a simple way.

"This woman is so beautiful, could it be that the old man has fallen in love with her?"

"No, he needs the help of the pure Yang energy to build his foundation, so he can't break the rules at this time."

He looked at Zhao Rui standing beside him, and thought, "This kid is so handsome, could it be... Oh, by the way, Old Niubizi is over a hundred years old, where are his previous disciples? How come there are only me and Xiaoyi?"

Fang Xiaojia couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. Looking at the ignorant Qian Xiaoyi, he felt so sad. However, he smiled and said, "Junior brother, you are right. Master is a very trustworthy person."

"Brother, you think so too, that's what I said!"

The two of them whispered to each other, but Miao Wan'er became nervous. She didn't know if she could be as lucky as last time.

She put her hands in her sleeves and clenched her fists, but she still couldn't help shaking.

After a while, when she saw their smiling faces, she finally felt relieved and called out again, "Rui'er, come here quickly, don't you want to be my good Rui'er?"

"Mother, I'm hungry. I want to eat chicken legs." Zhao Rui pouted.

"Your father has passed away. As a prince, you have to observe the precepts. Do you remember how much your father loved you?" Miao Wan'er sighed.

"It's okay for the child to eat some. I'll ask the imperial kitchen to send some over later." Qian Xiaoyi scratched his head. He vaguely remembered that he was annoyed by the questions asked by the officials of the Ministry of Rites that day, so he casually gave some instructions on the rules of funeral.

Miao Wan'er pulled Zhao Rui over and declined repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, Taoist Qian, for your kindness. We have trespassed into the forbidden area and are already disturbing you. We will take our leave now." After she finished speaking, she dragged Zhao Rui towards the Moon Gate.

"Mother, I want to eat chicken legs!" Zhao Rui hung on Miao Wan'er's arm and refused to leave.

Qian Xiaoyi had been thinking about her day and night for the past few days and had wanted to go to the front hall to look for her many times, but he had not found a good excuse. Now that he had just seen the beauty, he was not willing to let her leave easily. He said, "It's easy for you to come in, but it's not that easy to get out. I'll take you out."

Miao Wan'er didn't say anything, but her face was full of gratitude.

On the side, Fang Xiaojia shook his head. He couldn't guess what Li Tong was really thinking, but he knew exactly what his junior brother was thinking. He was afraid that it would be a futile effort.

Inside the main room, Li Tongzhen sat cross-legged, his face even gloomier than in the previous few days. When he saw Qian Xiaoyi sending the two of them out, he couldn't help but raise his brows.

He observed everything that had just happened. He couldn't tell why, but he particularly disliked this little disciple today.

This unpleasant emotion was just a little bit at first, but it soon became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a murderous aura that swept in all directions.

Seeing that the murderous aura was about to rush out of the room, Li Tongzhen was suddenly startled, and hurriedly closed his eyes, silently reciting the Qingxin Jue.

He had long been aware of this abnormal situation. In recent times, he had become extremely easily angered, and many past events would suddenly pop into his mind.

Is it that I don’t have much time left?

Was this also one of the reasons that prevented the woman from committing suicide?

It is said that people become soft-hearted as they get older, is this also true for monks?

Li Tongzhen sighed, gathered his mind again, and immersed himself in practice.

As autumn turned to winter, Miao Wan'er gradually became a frequent visitor to the backyard. She found a perfect excuse: "Master Qian and I hit it off right away. If you don't mind, how about we call each other sister and brother?"

She was born a princess and grew up under royal etiquette. She had practiced many times to speak these underworld words naturally.

After the first snow, Miao Wan'er sent two robes and said something heartwarming: "The weather is getting colder, why are you brothers still wearing thin clothes? This was originally made for Rui'er, I'll lend it to you first."

Although she said so, the robe was embroidered with the Tai Chi Bagua, and it fit Fang and Qian perfectly when they put it on.

Fang Xiaojia knew it very well, but he didn't say it out loud. After all, in the past few years in Yan State, there were too many people who tried their best to please them, so this was nothing.

But he didn't expect that a few days later Miao Wan'er would send him another exquisite robe, and what he didn't expect was that Li Tongzhen actually put it on.

They are people who practice cultivation. What use are the best things to them?

He knew that Li Tongzhen's dirty Taoist robe was a treasure. Not only was it difficult for swords to penetrate, but it could also help people practice. Although it only had a slight effect, it would be a great help over time. Perhaps just a few years would make the difference between a mortal and a saint.

However, Fang Xiaojia also breathed a sigh of relief. This old man was not a pedophile, so he and his junior fellow apprentice were safer.

Miao Wan'er is not only an outstanding needlework expert, but also an excellent cook. The dishes she cooks are different from those in the imperial kitchen and have a unique elegance.

At first, the three people in the courtyard still observed the rule of eating less, but soon no one paid attention to it.

Time passed like this, and on this windy and snowy day, Miao Wan'er walked into the yard again carrying a lunch box.

According to her usual habit, she wanted to put it down and leave, but she heard a voice in the house saying, "Stay and eat with us! Come back when the snow is lighter."

"It would be disrespectful for me to refuse the order from the Imperial Master!" Miao Wan'er showed no sadness or joy on her face, but she was extremely happy in her heart. She hurriedly picked up the food box and walked towards the main hall.

Winter snow, delicious food, beautiful women, and of course, good wine are indispensable. This wine was not brought by Miao Wan'er, but was Li Tongzhen's private collection of fine wine.

Miao Wan'er and Qian Xiaoyi didn't know what the wine was, but Fang Xiaojia drank it right away. He followed Qian Xiaoyi's words and said, "Sister Wan'er, this jar of wine is worth more than ten thousand taels of gold. This cup has infinite uses!"

"What kind of wine is worth ten thousand taels?" Miao Wan'er was full of surprise. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip under the gaze of everyone.

Fresh, rich, intoxicating, the endless fragrance surges between lips and teeth like a tide, making people feel as if they are surrounded by flowers in spring.

At the beginning, she could still distinguish several kinds of floral scents, but later on, she couldn't guess them at all.

After the fragrance, a warmth flowed through every limb, making the whole body feel refreshed. Although snowflakes were flying outside the window, Miao Wan'er felt that they were peach blossoms in bloom.

After the warmth, the wine started to take effect, but it didn't make people lose consciousness, everything just became hazy.

A little tipsy, Miao Wan'er took off her fur coat and praised, "Good wine! Even I, who don't like wine, like it very much!"

The beauty's sweet words and gentle demeanor made the three people in the room excited. All they could see was her graceful figure, especially the pair of arms under the veil, which looked unruly in the winter when everything was hidden.

Li Tongzhen showed no emotion, but cursed in his heart: "Wait until I build the foundation..."

Fang Xiaojia seemed to understand, but not quite. His eyes moved up along the jade arms, wanting to find the intoxicating spring scenery in this cold winter.

Qian Xiaoyi was confused and lowered his head quickly. He didn't know what was wrong, but he didn't know where to put his eyes.

He didn't drink any alcohol, but he felt hotter and more embarrassed than those who had.