Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons

In fact, when she was a child, Wen Jiao couldn't understand the logic of the Jinghe Dragon King. She still didn't understand it now, so she decided to ask him in person: "May I ask this Dragon King, who killed you?"

"Wei Zheng, the human official." The Dragon King of Jinghe said without hesitation.

"Who gave the order to kill you?" Wen Jiao continued to ask.

"Heaven."

"Why did the Heavenly Court kill you?"

"Didn't Xiaolong just say that? It was because I made a bet with Yuan Shoucheng. If he won, I would give him a large sum of money as a divination fee. If he lost, I would break his signboard and leave Chang'an. I didn't expect that once the imperial edict was issued, he really got it right. Xiaolong was confused for a moment and tampered with the time and time of rainfall."

To put it bluntly, the Dragon King of Jinghe River lost his life not because of the lack of rainfall, but because he was eager to drive Yuan Shoucheng out of Chang'an and forged the imperial edict without authorization. Otherwise, on ordinary days, he would have rained as he wanted, and as long as he didn't make a big mistake, he wouldn't have been killed. The Dragon King of Jinghe River also relied on his power to control the clouds and rain, and made a bet with Yuan Shoucheng, and he was sure that the other party would lose. It was just that he couldn't afford to lose, and he crossed the red line with a single thought.

Wen Jiao asked sincerely: "The one who killed you was Wei Zheng, the one who ordered your killing was the Heavenly Court, the one who forged the imperial edict was you, and the one who made a bet with you was Yuan Shoucheng. Why don't you blame Wei Zheng, the Heavenly Court, or yourself, but only blame the Emperor of Tang who had good intentions towards you?"

The Dragon King of Jinghe was also stunned. After a moment, he asked as a matter of course: "If I don't blame him, can Xiaolong blame anyone else?"

He couldn't afford to offend the Heavenly Court, and he couldn't defeat Wei Zheng, but he must not make any mistakes. His life was already lost, so he had to find someone to vent his anger on. So he targeted Li Shimin, the only person willing to help him in the whole process. This is probably the legendary "good people will be pointed at with guns."

In other words, given that Li Shimin was the only person whom the Dragon King of Jinghe River could bully throughout the entire process, we can also summarize this incident as "picking on the weak."

Wen Jiao sighed and came up with an idea. She turned sideways, grasped the sword blade of the Dragon Snake Sword, and handed the hilt to Li Shimin behind her: "Emperor Tang, please take this sword for the time being."

Li Shimin didn't understand why, but people with great martial arts skills always have a natural love for weapons. Seeing that she was willing to lend him her magic sword temporarily, why not? He immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with pleasure. Seeing that the color of this sword was like gold but not gold, with dragon and snake patterns coiled on the sword body, and fine scales and claws, as the sword light flashed, it seemed to flow with brilliance as if it was breathing. He couldn't help but marvel at it again and again, and for a moment he even forgot his own situation.

Wen Jiao let go of the hilt and let him caress the Dragon Snake Sword lovingly. She said to the Dragon King of Jinghe River, "Now, Dragon King, do you still want to drag him to the Yama Palace for justice?"

As he spoke, Li Shimin could not help but swing his sword twice. Two lightning bolts shot out immediately. If they were not very far away from the soul of the Jinghe Dragon King, one could tell from the blazing white color that the dragon soul would be hurt if it touched it, and would dissipate if it hit the dragon soul, leaving no trace.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River opened his mouth wide, as if he could not accept this turn of events. The whole dragon was stunned.

Wen Jiao sighed, "Jinghe Dragon Lord, when you have a false mind, you will be followed by a hundred disasters. You tampered with the will of heaven and brought disaster upon yourself. If you act on impulse again and kill the emperor of the world, there may be another disaster. I remember that you were also the Dragon God of Rain in the past, so to save your face, will you go to the Ten Courts of Hell to surrender yourself, or let me lend my sword to Emperor Tang so that the two of you can fight again?"

When it is useless to convince others with virtue, you can only convince them with martial virtue.

The Dragon King of Jinghe River was full of resentment, and he glared at Li Shimin several times. When he was sure that he could not do anything to the emperor with the Dragon Snake Sword in his hand, he finally gave in and said, "Little Dragon voluntarily returns to the underworld and reports to the Ten Kings of Hell."

After saying this, a cold white mist surged out from under his feet, covering his figure. The next moment, the Jinghe Dragon King had disappeared.

The electric net in the sky and the sword in Li Shimin's hand simultaneously turned into thousands of golden stars, flying back to Wen Jiao's palm. The next moment, they gathered into a golden and green bracelet, buckled back on her fair wrist. She turned around, bowed to Li Shimin, and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to go back."

Li Shimin was first horrified by the dragon spirit that was trying to kill him, and then he saw the dragon spirit being driven away by Wen Jiao, which made him dizzy and dazed. When he saw her talking to him, he was unable to react for a while. When he calmed down and was about to respond, he suddenly saw her green clothes fluttering, and in the blink of an eye, she had approached him and pushed him on the forehead.

The force was as light as a dragonfly touching the water, but Li Shimin felt his body sink, as if there was a strong suction force coming from under his feet. He fell down involuntarily, and the next moment, he fell back onto the dragon bed.

Li Shimin sat up suddenly, but saw that the night was as bright as water, thinking that he had just had a nightmare. However, his heart was beating unsteadily in his chest, and there was a faint smell of dragon blood at the tip of his nose. It seemed that everything had really happened. For a moment, he felt like he was waking from a dream, and his heart was filled with doubts.

"Your Majesty, you had a nightmare. Why is your back covered in cold sweat?" The soft and clear female voice asked in confusion. Xinxiang's body temperature approached and she touched his forehead. "It's on your head too. Hurry and wipe it off. Be careful not to catch a cold."

However, it was his noise that woke up the Queen, Changsun, who was staying with him.

Li Shimin quickly lay back in the quilt, hugged her, and said in a deep voice: "Guanyin maid, I just had a dream, it was very fierce, but because it was too real, I always felt that it was not a dream." He knew that his queen was resourceful, so he started from the moment the Dragon King of Jing River came to save his life in a dream, and told her the whole story, asking Empress Zhangsun to help him think about it.

After hearing this, Empress Changsun pondered for a moment and said, "If your majesty's dream was just caused by something you thought about every day, then it is absurd and you don't need to worry about it at all. I will ask them to make a bowl of soothing soup for your majesty later. If it is what the soul really saw when it left the body, then the Dragon King of Jinghe has already returned to the underworld, and the two are separated by yin and yang, so there is no need to worry either."

With the dim light of the palace lanterns outside the tent, she glanced at Li Shimin's still pale face and said, "If Your Majesty still feels uneasy, you might as well summon Wei Zheng to the palace for protection. The Dragon King of the Jing River was terrified of him when he was alive, and he will certainly be unable to do anything to him after his death. In addition, didn't Your Majesty dream of a female master in the end? You might as well tell the world to find this woman, worship her, and protect our Tang Dynasty."

Li Shimin clapped his hands and said, "What Guanyin said is very good! I will summon Wu Daozi to the palace early tomorrow morning, draw a picture of the figure of the expert, and order people to look for him."

"Your Majesty is confused and distracted, so you are distracted by this little thing." Empress Changsun comforted her gently, and then asked curiously, "Did the female master leave a name?"

Li Shimin recalled for a moment and said with certainty, "Her name is Lei Feng." After a pause, he sighed, "You have never seen Guanyin Bi. When she cast a spell, it was indeed as powerful as thunder and lightning, and her sharp edge was unbridled. Her name really lived up to her character."