After three hundred years of cultivating immortals, he suddenly discovered that he was a martial arts man Chapter 230 Wanxing twenty-one years, the filth in the peaceful and prosperous world
Chapter 230 Wanxing twenty-one years, the filth in the peaceful and prosperous world
The Xia State was established on the ruins of the Qi State.
A hundred years ago, the Qi State was destroyed by the Immortal Sect, and many of the Qianmen disciples took the opportunity to plunder, resulting in the death of countless people, their families displaced, and the tragic death of the people.
Today, the Hong family, the royal family of the Xia Kingdom, only the grandfather and grandson escaped back then. They were also chased by the disciples of the Immortal Sect. Fortunately, they were saved by the immortals, and this is how the Xia Kingdom became today.
It has been sixty-three years since the founding of Daxia, and it has been passed down to the second emperor, Hong Shen, the grandson of Hong Kang, the founder of the country.
The era name is Wanxing.
This is the 21st year of Wanxing.
The country is peaceful and the people are safe, the rivers are clear and the sea is flowing, the weather is smooth, the grain is plentiful, and it is a peaceful and prosperous age...
However, no matter how great the prosperity is, there will inevitably be filth.
Corrupt officials, landlords and bullies are always inevitable, and the court does not have much energy to deal with them, and it is impossible to completely deal with them.
It can only be a hardship for some people.
But the people would not let others bully them, so people often came to the capital to complain.
Especially at the turn of spring and summer every year, the number is the largest.
Allowing people to come to the capital to complain against the emperor was an iron rule that was set when the Xia Dynasty was founded.
No one dares to disobey.
Even the emperor must abide by it.
Therefore, the recent period has been the busiest time for Wanxing Emperor Hong Shen. He is so busy every day that he has no time to sleep and rest.
If he hadn't become an immortal and had a strong body, he would have died suddenly long ago due to his sleepless and tired state.
It was now past midnight, and Hong Shen was still reviewing the memorials about the people's petitions.
Among them are not only the rubbings of the original text of the imperial petition, but also the annotations posted on it by the important ministers of the government, as well as suggestions for handling it, as well as countless memorials to complain about the imperial petition.
The human immortal's physical strength can sustain it.
It’s so tiring!
"call……"
Hong Shen let out a breath. He had just finished reviewing yesterday's last memorial.
Although today's memorials are still piled up and I haven't had time to review them, they are still partially completed in stages.
You can take a rest.
"These corrupt officials can really cause trouble for me!"
Hong Shen rubbed his temples and thought about this countermeasure, "In the peaceful and prosperous times, rectifying the administration of officials was the top priority, but if you kill one wave, the next wave will still be corrupted. When will it end?"
The foundation of the Great Xia had been laid in the generation of Emperor Taizu Hong Kang. After he ascended the throne, he accepted a prosperous Great Xia.
Therefore, most of the energy is devoted to fighting corrupt officials.
He also tried various methods, such as punishing severely according to the law, sending central officials to supervise, or setting up anti-corruption bureaus in local areas, but in the end they all had little effect.
If money and power attract people's hearts, the central officials sent to supervise will be bribed quickly. The same is true for clean government yamen.
Even if one group is killed, the next group will still make the same mistakes.
In the final analysis, it is because the court's ability to supervise local affairs is too poor. Without supervision, officials cannot govern the Qingming Dynasty.
"It would be great if there could be a force that could supervise local administration at any time." Hong Shen thought about possible solutions in his heart, but felt that they were not feasible.
After all, this is a world with warriors and even immortals. Unless martial arts experts are recruited on a large scale to serve as supervisors, it will be difficult to achieve the goal.
But warriors who are strong enough are too expensive, which will double the pressure on the court.
problem.
With this thought in his mind, Hong Shen became increasingly tired.
He closed his eyes and tried to recuperate his energy.
But just as he closed his eyes, he felt he saw a golden light.
It's sacred, pure and kind of intimate.
Immediately, a burly figure was seen walking out of the golden light, and his appearance gradually became clearer.
This is a person who makes Hong Shen feel extremely familiar, but also feels a little strange.
"My son, come to the Ancestral Temple to see me."
The man suddenly spoke, and his voice resounded directly in Hong Shen's mind like a yellow bell.
"Father?!"
Hong Shen woke up immediately, with an expression of disbelief on his face. He even broke into a cold sweat and said in confusion, "Meng, how could I have a dream? And it's a dream about my father."
Human immortals have been reborn and do not dream under normal circumstances. They only dream when they are extremely restless or have a special premonition.
This dream is unusual.
"Grandpa is right there at the Imperial Ancestral Temple. There shouldn't be any problems." After thinking for a while, Hong Shen picked up the sword hanging on the wall and walked out of the palace, heading towards the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
…
The Imperial Ancestral Temple is not a temple, but a palace complex.
The front hall in the center is the most magnificent, and inside it is enshrined the tablets of the ancestors of the Hong family, as well as the deceased civil servants and generals who played an important role in the founding and governance of the country.
After Hong Kang, the founding emperor of the People's Republic of China, abdicated, he lived in seclusion in the Ancestral Temple, where he dressed up for temple celebrations, cleaned dust, burned incense and candles, and rested his mind.
Usually there is no sound here all year round.
But tonight, the front hall of the Ancestral Temple suddenly became lively. There were actually several figures moving around, and voices could be heard from time to time.
If there were no palace officials around the Imperial Ancestral Temple, I would probably be scared out of the house.
"Immortal Lord, I have entrusted a dream to Shen'er. He should be here soon." A burly man in golden light saluted a young man respectfully.
It was Cui Heng and Hong Tao, who had just been made a god by him.
That is, Hong Shen's father.
"The Immortal Lord has immeasurable magical powers." Hong Kang couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that our three generations of grandparents would still be reunited."
At this time, he stood aside, staring intently at his son who had come back from the dead, and his heart was already filled with joy.
My son, who had been dead for a hundred years, unexpectedly reunited today.
This is something I never dare to dream of.
"It's not just three generations." Cui Heng shook his head gently and smiled, "This is just the beginning. We will discuss the specific situation after Hong Shen arrives."
Not just three generations of grandparents?
Hong Kang and Hong Tao couldn't help being stunned when they heard this, and then they had a guess in their minds, and subconsciously looked at the tablets on the shrine.
No way.
That would be too exaggerated.
Just when the two of them felt surprised inside, there were rapid footsteps outside.
Hong Shen is here.
However, the Imperial Ancestral Temple is an important place where ancestors are enshrined. Even if he is the emperor, he cannot just open the door and enter.
Hong Shen stopped in front of the door, saluted respectfully and said: "Grandpa, my grandson has something to ask you to see your ancestors."
"Come in." Hong Kang's voice came from inside.
"Thank you, Grandpa, thank you all ancestors." After saluting, Hong Shen pushed the door open and entered. Then he kowtowed to the ancestral tablets on the shrine according to normal etiquette.
But before his legs even knelt down, he was stunned and froze there, looking at the burly man covered in golden light with disbelief.
"Father?!"
At the same time, he also saw Cui Heng beside him and suddenly exclaimed.
"Immortal Lord?!"
This, what is going on?!
ps: I was stunned when I caught up with Lao Wang’s latest chapter. Thank you for Lao Wang’s recommendation. Everyone is welcome to read “I”, a very beautiful Ming Dynasty novel.