Nine hundred and eighty-first chapters are terrible
Yu Dynasty, the reign name is Shenlong.
After parting ways with Cui Dongshan, Wang Zhu only had Gong Yan and Wang Qiongju with him, and the other three servants of the water palace, the jade Taoist Huang Man who was a ghost immortal, Li Ba with the Taoist name of Tempering Palm, and Ximan who was born as a land dragon. Since the three of them have been recruited by the Qingping Sword Sect, they need to conduct on-site inspections of the future trend of Dadu and the mountains and rivers along the way. They cannot be taken advantage of by having their wages deducted despite their hard work. Wang and Zhu are more like After traveling around the mountains and rivers without stopping, depending on the mood of the king of the East Sea, the two parties parted ways and made an appointment to meet at Jicui Temple in Luojing.
Between the palace city and the imperial city in Luojing, there is a Baimi Alley, where the Jicui Temple of Abbot Lu Birong, the protector of the country, is located.
The Taoist temple buildings are all made of green glazed tiles made by royal official kilns. The temple is full of lush pines and cypresses, with long-standing trees and green shade all year round, hence the name Jicui.
However, Huang Man and the others arrived in Luojing earlier than the three people who had nothing to do and were waiting at a tea stall at the entrance of a post station outside the capital. As expected, at noon today when the sun was shining brightly, there was an appearance on the official road. They picked up a simple carriage, and the driver was Wang Qiongju, a young man with a red leather gourd slung across his back. Looking at his attire, outsiders knew that he was a practitioner. An ordinary man traveling would not be stupid, carrying such an eye-catching big thing on his back. gourd.
Wang Zhu, who was dressed in a snow-white robe, stepped out of the carriage, followed closely by Gong Yan, who was dressed in brilliant clothes. She stopped her horse to drink tea and filled a table.
Only the young man was not qualified to drink tea at the table, so he could only squat on the roadside with a tea bowl.
Gong Yan couldn't help but said: "Shuijun, do we really want to have anything to do with this Yu dynasty?"
She really had a bad impression of the Yu Dynasty. Along the way, she saw that most of the officials were pragmatic, happy to talk, and happy to achieve great results. Many local policies were just frivolous and showy.
A decree from the Six Ministries and Government Offices in Luojing is issued layer by layer, but in the end the people may only get three points of benefits. Local officials with clever pens can achieve eleven points of effect.
Among the latest top ten dynasties of Tongyezhou, the Daquan Dynasty ranks first, the Dachong Dynasty ranks third, and the Yu Dynasty ranks fifth. But for such a dynasty whose reputation has long been ruined, the officials seem to have been pumped and clamoring. We must protect five and fight for three.
Li Ba said: "The water in the big spring is very deep and difficult to control. Assume that the national power of the Yao family in the big spring is ten and the Yu family is five, then the big spring can be used by our water house, at most two or three, but the Yu family's dynasty is five. How many can be used by the water house?" No matter how much you are willing to give, after such a comparison, it is naturally more cost-effective for Shuifu Mansion to support the Yu Dynasty. The only problem is that I am afraid that this Yu Dynasty will not be stingy and cannot afford to support it, but will cause trouble for our Shuifu Mansion."
Huang Man smiled and said: "In short, it's because Yao Jinzhi refuses to obey. This bitch's bones are too hard, which is normal. If it weren't for this temper, how could we have defended Daquan Guozuo? I remember that at that time, the wild demon tribe opened fire on Mirage City. The terms of the offer are still very good, the only one. On the other hand, the Emperor Yu who was lying on the sick bed was very obedient, and he vented more anger than he took in. He was still thinking about how to please us, but he didn't know that the crown prince Yu Lin who inherited the throne was You, what's your attitude? This trip to Luojing, Li Ba, you are also a national teacher, so you have to help me control the eyes."
Gong Yan glared and said, "Speak politely to me, don't talk like a pussy."
Huang Man couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, now you turn your elbows outward, are you sharing the same hatred with Yao Jinzhi?"
Wang Zhu sneered and said: "Support? The Yu Dynasty and our Shuifu Mansion just pay tribute on time every year."
Gong Yan glanced at the outer city wall of Luojing. The Yu Dynasty's capital city defense formation was in name only. It could at most resist the collision of a Jindan monk. Is it because the Ministry of Revenue was trying to save money for the treasury, or was it because it relied too much on the city?
The Taoist protection of the real protector of the country?
Wang Qiongju immediately took out a money bag filled with broken silver and copper coins and ran to pay the bill.
Then the group used the shrinking method and went straight to the street outside the gate of a Taoist temple. Different from the busy traffic in the past, the entire wide white rice lane is now heavily guarded, with guards guarding both ends of the lane. It is said that the National Master has recently
In the retreat, the entire Luo Jing was talking about it, especially the dignitaries who were relatively familiar with the affairs of the mountain. They were looking forward to it. Is it possible that our Yu Dynasty is going to have a Jade Pu Realm deity?!
One looked at a beautiful lady in her thirties, wearing a jasper Taizhen crown, stepping on a pair of green lotus and white lotus root fairy shoes, and holding a snow-white whisk in her hand.
She looked away from the inn outside the capital and slowly walked down to the viewing platform, which is the tallest building in the Taoist temple. She laid out a Tai Chi diagram with two kinds of jade, and two black and white yin and yang fish joined together to form a full moon.
It is the contemporary master of Jicui Temple, the current protector of the country in the Yu Dynasty, the national teacher Lu Bilong, whose Taoist name is "Full Moon".
Lu Bilong's figure disappeared in a flash, and she arrived at the door of the Taoist temple in an instant. She ordered the Taoist concierge to open the middle door of the Taoist temple immediately.
"Jicui looked at Lu Bicong and saw the king of the East Sea."
Lu Birong walked down the steps, wearing a "Feng Marsh" robe. Even though he saw a Lord of Donghai Sea with the highest rank in the world who had a divine title, a woman who was only at the Nascent Soul Realm.
Guan, still looking calm, waved his fly whisk and said with a heartfelt smile: "I have received a secret letter from the master before, and I learned that you are coming to our temple. I have been waiting for a long time, so I asked your majesty to mobilize the Imperial Guards in front of the palace and bring the white rice to the palace.
Martial law is enforced near the alley to prevent too much noise near the Taoist temple."
Huang Man had the highest level of cultivation among the soldiers, and he always felt that the female Imperial Master in front of him was a bit weird, but he couldn't pinpoint what was weird about it.
It's like it's missing a bit of humanity.
Wang Zhu narrowed his eyes.
Turns out to be a porcelain man.
Wang Zhu stepped up the steps and said, "Ask Yu Linyou and Huang Shanshou to come here to see me immediately."
Lu Bilong turned sideways and waited until Wang Zhu took the lead on the third step, then moved forward. Hearing this, he nodded and smiled, "Wait a moment, Shui-kun, I'll call someone over."
Nu Guan took out an origami blue kite from her sleeve, held the kite between her fingers, put it to her mouth and whispered, "The Lord of the East Sea is coming to Jicui Temple, please invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the General."
Huang Shanshou came here to meet him together.
Then Lu Bilong gently threw the blue paper kite into the air, and it was filled with light, like a flying bird flapping its wings very quickly, creating a beautiful stream of fireflies in the air.
Nu Guan led this group of foreign dignitaries to an elegant room, took out a set of royal tea sets, and Lu Bilong sat down with her knees bent and began to make tea.
Wang Zhu sat cross-legged, supporting his knees with one hand and supporting his chin. He didn't bother to pay attention to the "dove occupying the magpie's nest" opposite, and just turned his head to look out at the courtyard.
Gong Yan laughed from the bottom of her heart and said: "I heard that Huang Shanshou is a far-traveling martial artist. He is only about forty years old and has no master to guide him. His martial arts skills are all gained from fighting in the battlefield. If the rumors are true, short time
In just ten years, we broke through three realms in a row."
Li Ba said: "A rare talent in the temple, the Yu Dynasty is supported by him. Confucian benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust are all in short supply. This popularity makes the veranda very large."
Huang Shanshou was born into a poor family and did not study much. He joined the army at a young age. At that time, the land was sinking. Huang Shanshou did not follow the old emperor of the Yu family to escape to the secret realm of the Qingzhuan sect. Instead, he was surrounded by the monster army and pulled up
An elite light cavalry relies on fighting to support fighting, which largely involves the energy of a barbaric military tent. Once, a Jade Pu Realm monster was specially dispatched to intercept and kill this person. He threw out bait and set up traps several times. Huangshan
However, Shou seemed to have an instinct for predicting the future on the battlefield, and he never took the bait. Until the end of the war between the two worlds, Huangshan Shou's elite cavalry never stopped harassing the demon clan's garrisons in various places in the Yu Dynasty.
Therefore, the new deputy director of Tianmu Academy, Wen Yu, a Confucian gentleman with outstanding military exploits, once publicly commented that the military commander Huang Shanshou was the jade in this pit of the Yu Dynasty.
Wen Yu made no secret of his praise for Huang Shanshou and his disgust for the Yu Dynasty.
Huang Man stretched out two fingers, gently twirled a strand of hair at his temples, and said with a smile: "You are in your forties, and you have reached the point where your achievements are unparalleled. This is not what it means to be a master of great achievements."
Gong Yan sneered and said: "If it weren't for Wen Yu's words, and given the suspicious character of the old Emperor Yu, he probably wouldn't have been a general for a few years before he could retire."
As a result, Huang Shanshou did not come.
Only one prince from the Yu Dynasty came.
Sitting next to Lu Birong, Yu Linyou looked apologetic and explained that General Huang, in addition to being the abbot of the affairs of the Ministry of War, also held the title of Minister of the Ministry of Punishments. There happened to be an emergency meeting involving all important officials of the two ministries, so General Huang
I really can't get away.
Lu Birong smiled half-heartedly, turned around and handed His Highness the Crown Prince a cup of hot tea.
It's hard for Yu Linyou to help Huang Shanshou find such a reasonable excuse.
Wang Zhu still did not change his gaze, staring at a short tree in the courtyard, and said casually: "Since Huang Shanshou is so big, I'll trouble you, the Yu Dynasty, to give you a few more honorary titles, such as the crown prince and Taibao.
, let Huang Shanshou retire and return to his hometown. Anyway, the war is over, and what else do you need a general to do? Why not just return to your hometown with honor, take a good rest, and study martial arts with all your heart. Maybe after twenty years, I can help you Yu.
The dynasty has another master who suppresses martial arts."
Yu Linyou's face turned pale, and he clenched the teacup tightly with his fingers, speechless.
Wang Zhu straightened up and turned to look at the Crown Prince, "Can't you understand people?"
Yu Linyou said in a trembling voice: "General Huang is the mainstay of our Yu Dynasty..."
Wang Zhu waved his hand, "Then I will make it clearer and let you choose between the throne and Huang Shanshou. Anyway, after the old emperor dies, only one of you can show up in the court, or you, Yu Linyou."
Sitting on that dragon chair, or Huang Shanshou continues to stand at the head of the civil and military officials. This time I originally asked you to come together, it was just such a small thing. If you didn't come, but Huang Shanshou came, I would
Ask him if he is interested in changing his surname, otherwise he will resign and go into seclusion."
Yu Linyou Shenqing was constantly changing, apparently caught in a battle between heaven and man.
Wang Zhu sneered and said: "Don't we all say that the sons and grandsons of dragons born in the emperor's family, if they have the opportunity to sit on the dragon throne, let alone men, even women, have some imperial character? It's that simple.
Do you still need to hesitate about your choice?"
Huang Man laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "I thought Yu Linyou would be furious and refuse the matter righteously. He would rather give up the throne than keep Huang Shanshou's official status."
Li Ba said calmly: "Just wait and see. After Yu Linyou leaves Jicui Temple, he will immediately secretly send a letter to Dafu Academy to complain to the Confucian Temple."
Gong Yanyan smiled and said: "I'm really not afraid of completely breaking up with our Shui Mansion. If His Highness the Crown Prince really takes risks like this, does it count as gaining wealth through danger?"
Lu Birong stood up to see him off, and Yu Linyou left Jicuiguan in despair. With a heavy heart, he sat in the carriage without saying a word.
Gong Yanxiao asked: "What is this?"
Wang Zhu said casually: "It's boring, just kidding."
It's not like a joke.
Huang Man fell back to the ground, used his hands as a pillow, crossed his legs and swayed, "My Lord Shuijun, why bother asking for trouble? How lenient are the Confucian Academy's control nowadays, especially that Deputy Chief Wen of the Tianmu Academy?
He is also a notorious thorn, don't mess with anyone like this Wen Yu."
Wang Zhu said calmly: "I am a passing guest of the Yu Dynasty. I was fortunate enough to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince by chance at Jicui Temple. We had a pleasant conversation. After drinking a cup of tea, I made a personal suggestion. It's fine if Yu Linyou doesn't accept it.
, I can’t let the Yu Dynasty go their separate ways from now on.”
Huang Man didn't want to argue with Wang Zhu about this issue. It would be nice if it was so easy.
It's just that Lord Suicune, who is in a high position, always behaves and speaks like this. He comes up with his thoughts as they come out. They, the ministers who support the dragon, just get used to it.
Teach her to "be a human being"?
Don’t forget, Wang Zhu is a genuine Ascension Stage monk, and he is the only true dragon in the world!
Just talk about the Taoist name "Qing Zhong", the owner of Lushui Pit, and Mrs. Dan Dan who is in charge of the world's land and water transportation.
After this great Ascension Realm demon who suddenly became famous was personally canonized by the Confucian Temple's Yasheng, his Taoist name "Qingzhong" was upgraded to a godly name above the golden and jade genealogy. After the South Sea Lord Li Yehou also had the godly name "Bright Moon"
, and Mrs. Dandan is actually quite a bit arrogant with Liu Rouxi, the king of Xihaihai whose god is called "Bishui". Although they have the same rank in the Confucian Temple, Mrs. Dantan is like standing on her own mountain, so
She is slightly taller than her colleagues by half a head, but when she meets Wang Zhu alone, she is like a maid who has become a young lady and suddenly becomes rich, and meets a real rich lady again. When she gets along with Wang Zhu, she looks pleasant and speaks softly, which is not respectful.
But flattering.
Privately, Huang Man and several Shuifu servants speculated whether the very old Mrs. Dandan had something in the hands of Wang Zhu's ancestors before the dragon-slaying battle. After all, three thousand years ago, the unruly dragon dragon...
Because he was a hero in the ancient battle to ascend to heaven, he was able to control the flow of water in the entire world. In later generations, anyone who practices water magic will be a Qi practitioner. No matter what his origin is, whether he is a mountain spirit, a water monster, or a human Qi practitioner, when he meets these
The masters of water transport that move clouds and rain usually have to be respectful and give way.
But no one dared to ask Wang Zhu about this matter.
Dragons have reverse scales.
Absolutely true.
Wang Zhu looked at the porcelain figure, which looked exactly like a real person, and asked, "Where is the real Lu Bicong hiding now?"
"Lu Birong" smiled and said: "Reporting to Shuijun, the Wanyao genealogy monk whose real name is Longgong is drinking tea in Tianmu Academy."
Huang Man's eyes lit up. He didn't mind watching the fun. He sat up and asked curiously: "Is it the Wanyao Sect that owns the Three Mountains Blessed Land? I remember that the sect leader is called Han Jiangshu. It is said that he is a very capable immortal, especially proficient in fighting.
A talisman has many killer weapons."
Wang Zhu doesn't care about a monk in the Immortal Realm. No matter how high his methods are, he is still just an Immortal and a local snake in Tongyezhou.
Even though he is already an ascended monk at the top of Haoran Mountain, not many people like him now. He is both arrogant and confident.
What's more, so what if it's the Fourteenth Realm?
She can also be. And it won't take long. This is the only reason why Wang Zhu is willing to serve as the Lord of Donghai Sea. In the future, when she retreats and has an identity, she can be more secure.
Her mortal enemy is only one person.
Sword repairman Chen Qingliu.
On the way to the dragon-slaying battle, Chen Qingliu once took a break at Lushuikeng, and also had a mysterious sword refining that swallowed up the transportation of the East Sea.
Of course, Mrs. Dandan was forced by the situation and had no choice but to open the ban on Lushui Pit and "actively invite" the Sword Immortal to enter.
It's just that Wang Zhu has regained his true dragon status now. What do you care about your so-called difficulties?
In addition, Mrs. Dandan is different from Li Yehou and Liu Rouxi. She is from the demon clan and practices water magic, so she is naturally suppressed by the real dragon.
But it doesn’t matter. Except for Wang Zhu and the last meeting at the Confucian Temple, I met a few enlightened people who were “chatting”.
Master Long, Fu Lu Yuxuan, and Longhu Mountain Great Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai make Mrs. Dandan tremble with fear. Besides, she is now in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and she is still very majestic every time she goes out to inspect the territory.
But in addition to this, there was another unreasonable disaster that made Mrs. Dandan mute and eat Coptis chinensis, which made it even more difficult for her to say a harsh word to Wang Zhu.
In the past, Taoist ancestors planted gourd vines with their own hands and produced seven "sword-raising gourds".
In Donghaiguan Taoist Temple, the fire-burning boy of Bixiao Cave Master has a "Dou Liang", a big golden gourd, which is carried slanted behind his back by the little Taoist boy.
This stinky old Taoist, before going to Qingming World, did something that had a profound impact on Haoran Water Transport. This was also the thing that Wang Zhu was most angry about, because the old temple master issued a decree to let that Taoist
The boy carried a "measured" gourd on his back, invited or caught him, and put almost all the dragons from the East China Sea into the gourd. This is also the dragon-resting stone in the name of Lushui Keng. In the past few years, there has been no dragon resting.
The reason for the break.
In addition, the old Taoist priests used magic skills to reach the sky, tilting the water surface of the sea so that it is higher in the northwest and lower in the southeast, thus injecting "doubles" into it.
According to Wang Zhu's estimation, this stinky old man has taken away at least nearly 10% of the entire Haoran world's water transport.
But the Confucian Temple did not stop this from beginning to end.
Qingming Tianxia's water transport originally was thin, far inferior to that of Haoran Tianxia. If the old man poured out the sea water in the gourd, Qingming World's water transport could be increased by 30%.
Mrs. Dandan thinks that what the old Taoist priest at Donghai Taoist Temple has to do with me?
But on the ferry that was going to the wild world through Guixu, Wang Zhu asked her why she didn't stop her.
Mrs. Dandan almost collapsed on the spot. She only felt that she was full of bitterness but did not dare to waver. My sister-in-law, you asked me, an Ascension Realm monk, to stop a Fourteenth Realm who likes to fight with Taoist ancestors after being full?
Wang Zhu stood up, walked out of the house, and looked up at the sky.
A new debate among the three religions is about to begin.
On the Haoran World side, the God-Lords of the Five Mountains of the Middle Earth and the Lords of the Seas of the Four Seas are all qualified to participate in the hearing.
In the dispute between the three religions, we sit down and discuss the Tao.
Haoran Confucian Temple, Western Buddhist Kingdom, Qingming Tianxia Baiyujing, will each send gentlemen, sages, Taoists and Buddhist disciples to participate in the debate.
On the Confucian side, Yuan Yu, the young mountain chief of Hengqu Academy and a close disciple of Yasheng, will definitely participate if nothing unexpected happens.
Over at Qing Ming Tian Xia, Tao Ancestor's close disciple, the young Taoist priest named Shan Qing, will probably also participate.
The number of people from the three religions who can participate in Tao discussions generally ranges from three to nine, and there is no fixed rule.
This "quarrel" is not a group fight. The number of people is not important. Even in the long history of the debate between the three religions, it has been proved that the number of people is useless.
But only one person is sent out, which is very rare. In nearly ten thousand years, there have been only three times.
The last two times.
Once, Qingming Tianxia sent Lu Chen, who left his hometown, and later became Headmaster Bai Yujingsan.
In that debate, Lu Chen was the first to speak, and no one else spoke after that. The other "scholars" and monks of the two sects simply gave in.
Once, the Confucian Temple asked an unknown scholar with only the title of "Xiucai" to participate in a debate. This person became the later Confucian literary sage.
In this debate, the scholar surnamed Xun was the last to speak, which resulted in many Taoists and Buddhists switching to Confucianism.
Therefore, the high-ranking landscape deities and top sects who have received reports from the Confucian Temple all have a common guess.
For example, at the Confucian Temple, will the retired disciples of the old scholar be allowed to participate in this debate?
A tiger with a slender figure and a high status, and a thin old scholar, just looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
There was a huge height difference between the two parties, with a head difference in height, so the old scholar stood on tiptoes, holding two pots of green calamus under his arms.
Bah, is this called stealing? This is called robbing.
The divine king of Jiuyi Mountain, his real name is Ning Yuan, his Taoist name is Yuguan, and his divine name is Cangwu.
Ning Yuan blocked the literary saint's path and said with a straight face: "Do you think it's appropriate?"
"I think it's appropriate."
The old scholar nodded and said: "If you ask me to take another pot and I can't free up my hands, it will be really inappropriate. Brother Cangwu, don't be picky. Who of us will follow whom? It depends on our relationship. Don't
To deal with those vain people, please be polite to me. I won’t do anything wrong. Two pots of calamus are enough.”
Ning Yuan said with a dark face, "Xun, you've got it right. My temper is no better than that of Suishan Zhouyou."
After just drinking and having a good chat, the old scholar said goodbye and left. Soon, the chief officer of the Wen Yun Department hurried over and said that Master Wen Sheng had taken away two pots of Wen Yun calamus and swaggered out of the garden, meeting him all the way.
People said it was given to you by the tiger.
The old scholar thought for a while, and then began to use emotion to reason, "Cang Wu, you can't just grow tall without having a conscience. Tell it for yourself. The most outstanding book in Jiuyi Mountain is
How did you come here? Huh?"
There are many monuments and monuments in Jiuyi Mountain. Among countless famous mountains, it is only inferior to Zhongyue Suishan.
Moreover, Bai Ye never left any cliff carvings of poems in Suishan, but he wrote several poems in Jiuyi Mountain. This was just because Bai Ye had climbed mountains with Liu Shiliu, and it is said that it was at Liu Shiliu's suggestion that Bai Ye
He is so generous with his writing and talent. And the reason why Liu Shiliu is like this is that Cangwu, the god of Jiuyi Mountain, not only highly admires his knowledge, but most importantly, he also personally revealed something, saying that this Ning Yuan
He is extremely insightful, and he praises himself as a very poor man, so his articles are the most ancient. This is nothing. Now that Mr. has become famous, you can just pick up such good words on the street. But one of Ning Yuan's opinions is a bit unflattering.
Well, he said that the writings of me, an old scholar, are like the sun, the moon, the stars, the latitude and longitude of the heaven and the earth, and everyone knows and admires his wisdom. Your first disciple, Xiuhu Cui Chan, is not like that. His way is like vitality, walking in the chaos.
In it, all things originate from it and we don’t know.
The teacher is always like this, never minding others praising his students, even if they rate him higher than himself.
You just need to praise me, the old scholar, happily, and whoever takes it seriously is a fool. But if anyone praises my students and speaks sincerely, then I, the old scholar, will take it seriously!
Ning Yuan said helplessly: "At least leave a pot."
The old scholar burped.
Ning Yuan said in a low voice: "At worst, I'll change the pot for you. It's less than three thousand years old, but it's already two thousand years old."
In fact, this Jiuyi Mountain Divine Lord, last time the Literary Sage restored his position in the Confucian Temple, he went to the Merit Forest to congratulate and gave a pot of calamus with a thousand years of cultural fortune. It was not that Ning Yuan refused to give a better gift, but that he was in the mountains and rivers.
There are some concerns in the officialdom. Otherwise, given the personal friendship between Ning Yuan and the old scholar, it would not be a big deal to give away a pot of calamus that is three thousand years old. This is the same as the merchants at the foot of the mountain paying for money. People of similar family backgrounds congratulate guests.
, if all the red envelopes are one tael of silver, and one person insists on giving a red envelope of ten taels of silver, it will be a slap in the face of others.
On the other hand, the female divine monarch from Yanzhi Mountain did not have these taboos, and the gifts she gave were the most expensive ones at that time, and she had her own reasons for this.
The old scholar complained: "I'm afraid of persuading people to drink at the wine table, and I'm afraid of being stingy in life. In my impression, Brother Cangwu is so ambitious. If you act coyly today, I'm going to look down on you!"
Lord Cangwu laughed angrily and said: "I didn't let your beloved disciple climb the mountain before. It's just that outsiders didn't know the truth. They thought I was putting on airs. Why are you, an old scholar, pretending to be stupid with me?"
The old scholar made such a fuss. In the final analysis, he was still angry and unreasonably protected his calf. Previously, Chen Ping'an was not allowed to climb Jiuyi Mountain, and the student's front feet were deflated, so the husband's back feet were now looking for trouble.
The old scholar asked in confusion: "What truth?"
"Don't ask me questions knowingly."
The old scholar said angrily: "If you insist on saying that, I won't be happy to hear it. Let me argue with you."
"It's what the Holy Master meant. Don't pretend to be stupid with me."
"Then you call the Holy Master over, and I will confront the old man face to face to verify the truth and falsehood!"
Cang Wu had a wry smile on his face, "Are you as rogue as you?"
As a result, someone pressed the old scholar's shoulder and said, "How about a confrontation? Let's talk about it."
The old scholar turned around and looked, oh, it's the Holy Master.
With a tilt of his shoulders and a twist of his toes, the old scholar turned around and stood next to the Holy Master, holding two pots of calamus under his arm. He said seriously: "The Lord Cangwu wanted to give me three pots of calamus, but I said no.
Cangwu Divine Power was not happy and blocked the road to prevent me from leaving..."
Ning Yuan bowed to his sage master.
The Holy Master smiled and nodded in greeting, taking the lead to move forward, and the old scholar immediately followed him.
Ning Yuan hesitated for a moment, and the old scholar turned his head and winked at him. Don't stay there and follow him.
The Holy Master said: "Do you have any plans?"
The old scholar looked embarrassed and said: "Let's forget it."
The Holy Master smiled and said, "You do have self-awareness."
Chen Pingan was not recommended to participate in the Three Religions Debate.
The old scholar said: "After all, he is still young, and he is busy now. We at the Confucian Temple should not bother others all the time."
As he spoke, he handed two pots of calamus to Lord Cangwu, saying that he would help them hold them first.
The old scholar rolled up his sleeves and put on a fighting stance, "If you really can't, if you must win, let me do it."
Cang Wu looked puzzled. There are rules for debating among the three religions. Those who have achieved Taoism, Confucian sages, Taoist immortals, and Buddhist resident arhats are not allowed to participate in the debate.
In the end, I only heard the old scholar say: "Anyway, it is not the first time that I have removed the throne. I will move it back after I win the argument."
Ning Yuan took a deep breath.
Even the most holy teachers were too lazy to talk to him.
The old scholar sighed, "I have talked with that young monk twice in the colorful world. It is true that Buddhism is profound. I think no one among the younger generation of scholars in the world can quarrel with him."
The Holy Master said: "What if Li Xisheng would participate in the debate?"
The old scholar touched his chin and gave a fair statement, "Compared to the kind of guaranteed victory I participated in the debate, it is slightly inferior."
The Holy Master smiled and said, "Please accompany me to Shaozhou."
The old scholar suddenly grabbed the sage's arm and said, "Don't be in a hurry, go later."
The Holy Master patted the back of the old scholar's hand and signaled to let go.
It doesn't work, it doesn't work at all.
The Holy Master raised his hand and was about to slap it down.
The old scholar still didn't let go, but instead increased his strength.
There is "Shao" in ancient music. Confucius said that it is extremely beautiful and perfect.
The Most Holy Master said angrily: "Xun, please don't force me to curse."
The old scholar let go of his hand, with a sad face, and murmured: "Scholars in the world, we scholars, never need a high clay statue. We need someone to watch all the mistakes and corrections of us scholars with cold eyes and heart!"
The Holy Master smiled and said: "The future generations are to be feared. How could we know that those who come will not be here now."
The old scholar rubbed his chin, nodded and whispered, "Thank you for your praise. I'm so embarrassed. You can't let Li Sheng and Ya Sheng listen to this."
Then Lord Cangwu heard the Holy Master say... the Three-Character Sutra.
This seems to be the first time Chen Pingan has set foot in this city in Chuzhou.
Chuzhou, Baoxi County and Pingnan County have the prefecture and county offices in the same city. Among them, the Baoxi County government office has gold characters on a black background.
At first glance, it is the handwriting of the head of the Zhao family in Tianshui. It is in regular script and has a bit of the charm of ancient stele.
At first glance, the rules are strict and meticulous, but if you look closely, you can see that there is freedom in the rules.
Chen Ping'an is here to meet a friend he has known for a short time, Jing Kuan, the new governor of Baoxi County and the former doctor of the Qing Li Division of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the capital.
Friends of friends may not necessarily become friends, but Chen Pingan felt honored to be able to become friends with a true scholar like Jing Kuan.
Nowadays, Xinchuzhou's officialdom, large and small offices, do not have access control. As for where this tradition came from, there are two theories. One is that it originated from Yuan Zhengding's Longquan County Prefect's Yamen, and some say that it originated from Cao Gengxin's tenure in office.
At the beginning of the kiln construction supervision office, according to the drunkard supervisor, the people in the small town could just stroll around casually as long as they did not come to the supervision office to dry their grains, which would make the officials unable to leave. But if they brought wine, then
It’s also negotiable! Once a child’s broken paper kite fell into the government office, and Cao Duzao personally delivered it to his home. However, some people also said that it was because the little kid wearing crotchless pants had a sister who looked very good.
Shui Ling, Cao Duzao is a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking.
Officials like Cao Duzao don't seem to have left many Qingming achievements worth mentioning in the county annals, but maybe for the people in the small town, they have an extra impression of Dali officials, and
The impression was good. In short, after that, the government followed the example. From Huaihuang County Government, over time, it became the official rule agreed upon by the entire old Longzhou. Wei Li, the appointed governor, had no objection to this.
Just because you can enter the Yamen at will does not mean that you can walk around in the Yamen's public buildings at will.
When they learned that Lord Chen from Luopo Mountain was visiting, someone immediately informed Lord Jing.
The pile of books and files made people busy. Jing Kuan, who was wearing official uniform, rubbed his eyes, put down an official document on the prevention of rivers and ditches in his jurisdiction, and quickly walked out of the government office and met Chen Ping'an, the county official.
Lord Shou just held his fists and said no polite words, but the smile on his face was not small.
Chen Ping'an raised his hands and said jokingly: "I came to the top of the mountain with empty hands. When Master Jing goes to Luopo Mountain to drink, I will punish myself with three drinks first."
Jing Kuan quickly waved his hand and said: "It's no problem to go to Luopo Mountain and sit for a while. Drinking tea is very good. Mr. Chen, please don't mention drinking to me now. Last time at the Changpu River, it was so bad that I can smell the smell of alcohol now."
I just have a headache.”
Chen Ping'an said: "I'm just here for a stroll. I won't delay Brother Jing's official business, right?"
Jing Kuan said: "To put it politely, as the chief official of a county, I am just hanging out with Mr. Chen all day long, and it is all official business. But to be honest, the government office does not treat guests well, and I took two quarters of an hour out of my busy schedule.
It’s not a problem.”
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then take me to visit the government office casually? Two quarters of an hour is enough."
Jing Kuan had a slight surprise, but it was nothing, it was not an exception. To be honest, no matter how many identities Mr. Chen had, his background was still a Confucian disciple.
Although the two parties had only met twice and had a drink, Jing Kuan was very sure of his feelings.
After that, Jing Kuan took Chen Ping An to visit many public houses of a government office. Along the way, Chen Ping An would also ask about many details such as the schools for promotion, the ceremony and delivery, etc. Fortunately, Jing Kuan was an extremely diligent person, and he liked and was good at it.
Officials who pursue trivial details may not be able to answer those tricky questions on the spot otherwise. After asking and answering, two quarters of an hour passed quickly. Chen Ping'an also visited a government office before saying goodbye and leaving.
He just said that he would invite Brother Jing to have a drink at Luopo Mountain when he has free time. He will come
He cooked the food himself and did not ask for drinks at the table. Then he asked whether the new county magistrate of Pingnan County, now the head county of Baoxi County, was named Fu Hu, who came from the post office of the Vehicle and Driving Department of the Ministry of War in the capital. Jing Kuan nodded.
He said yes, and also said that this man was the younger brother of Fu Yu, the former chief official of Baoxi County. Because the county seat was in the same city, Jing Kuan often met with this subordinate, but for the time being, he could not tell the political merits of this first county chief official.
Chen Ping'an left the government office and took up the post of Fu Yu, the governor of Baoxi County. He was a son of a noble family in the capital. He first came to the town with Wu Yuan and was one of the first Dali officials to enter the world of Lizhudong. Last year, he came to Beijing to report on his duties and was promoted to
Zhan Shiyuan, the younger son of Zhan Shiyuan, was in charge of Zuo Chunfang. He was a first-class official with a noble status.
It's a pity that Fu Yu was not a Jinshi in the imperial examinations, and the Hanlin Academy had never sent a younger brother to the battlefield like Liu Xunmei. The lack of these two kinds of experience was a big obstacle to Fu Yu's future promotion.
There is a river meandering through Pingnan County. There are boats fishing on the river. When the bamboo shoots are blooming in the mountains, the water rises by a pole in spring.
Fu Hu had just finished handling some official business today. He was not in a hurry to return to the county government, so he asked a few subordinate officials to go home first. He sat alone by the river and started fishing. They were all ready when he left.
His elder brother, Fu Yu, was just one round older than Fu Hu. The eldest brother was his father, and Fu Yu had a smooth career and was rising rapidly, so Fu Hu was very afraid of this brother who was always serious in speech.
After all, the head of the Jiexi Report Office is only in the seventh rank, and he is a small yamen with no real power. Compared with Nanxunfang, which is full of doctors, he is nothing.
Fu Hu held the pole in one hand and a mutton-fat jade handle in the other hand, stroking it gently with the palm of his hand.
This time I left the capital to serve as an official, leaving the hat-strap alley where I thought I would stay for a few more years. It was a flat move, but Chuzhou was originally Dali Shangzhou, and Pingnan County belonged to the Shangxian County of Dali Dynasty.
Being the parent officer of this county is of course a high-level position. Fu Hu and the magistrate of Huaihuang County can speak louder even when they go to the governor's mansion and talk to several prefects. Previously, when the official document was delivered to the news office,
Fu Hu, who was living a leisurely life there, was confused. At first, he mistakenly thought it was his father or his brother Fu Yu, who secretly worked hard to help with the operation, which was why such a place was lacking.
After a New Year's Eve dinner, Fu Hu and Fu Yu stayed up late to watch the New Year together. Fu Hu mustered up the courage to ask about the matter, but his brother shook his head and said that it was not his and his family's fault.
Without this ability, he could decide on a candidate for the chief official of Lishang County with just a few words. In the end, Fu Hu was confused and came to Pingnan County to take office. The territory under his jurisdiction was full of mountains and bamboo forests.
From the corner of Fu Hu's eyes, he caught a glimpse of a man in blue shirt with a hosta on his head. He was carrying a fishing rod and a fishing basket tied to his waist. He came slowly. The man picked an adjacent fishing spot. He was suspected of borrowing a fishing spot.
As an expert, Fu Hu doesn't care about this. All anglers in the world are one family. As long as this guy doesn't be jealous of his catch and throw rocks into the water, it will be fine. It seems that the other party is just a half-bucket of water, and he has been throwing bait for a long time.
, no fish took the bait, mainly because I was a little anxious after lifting the rod several times, and it would be strange if the fish didn't run away, so the man put down the fishing rod, moved to Fu Hu's side and squatted, stretched his neck and looked at the fish basket.
She and Fu Hu looked at each other again, and both sides understood and understood instantly. They nodded without saying a word. Even if they reached a consensus, Fu Hu would take out a few fish from the fish basket and give them to this stranger who met by chance but was not good at fishing.
Peers.
In this way, you will be less scolded when you go home. After all, as long as you don't return empty-handed, you can still blame the fish for being unlucky, and it has little to do with fishing skills.
The man started to find something to say, "Brother, you are very particular about knotting your fishing lines. I have never seen this before. In the beginning, you came here for a big herring weighing thirty to fifty kilograms?"
Fu Hu smiled and said, "Want to learn?"
The man nodded and said, "As long as my brother is willing to teach, I will learn."
Fu Hu simply put away his pole and explained the trick of the knot in detail to the man. The man pecked at the rice, hmm, hmm, it seems that he has learned it.
Fu Hu then threw his pole into the water again and found that this guy had no intention of going back to continue fishing. He couldn't help but smiled and asked: "Brother, don't worry, I will put the pole away later and I will let you pick two bigger ones."
Fish, what’s wrong with you always staring at me like this, are you afraid that I’ll pick up the fish basket and run away? That’s not the case.”
The man squatting aside smiled and said: "There are three realms of fishing. If you like fishing, you can't catch fish. Every time you go fishing, you can always come back with a full load. Fishing is just fishing, and you don't want to catch fish. Going higher, there is another realm that you can encounter.
Don’t ask for it, it depends on the talent of the fisherman.”
Fu Hu smiled and said: "Oh? There is a higher level? How to put it, brother, please tell me."
The man said seriously: "I prefer watching people fishing than fishing."
Fu Hu gave a thumbs up and laughed: "I'm beating around the bush, it turns out I'm just bragging, I can do it."
Among the children in the capital, there are those who are domineering, and there are those who are kind and gentle like Fu Hu. In Fu Hu's words, they just rely on their ancestors to make a living, and they only make fun of ordinary people all day long, and lose their status.
The man asked: "Brother's accent doesn't sound like our locals."
Fu Hu nodded and said: "You come from the capital, do some small business, and wait to die. What about you, brother, where are you from?"
"People from Huaihuang County come here to visit relatives."
"Huaihuang County? It's not too close to our Pingnan County."
"It's nothing. I used to be a kiln worker. I often went up the mountain to cut firewood and burn charcoal. I can walk these few steps without losing my breath."
Fu Hu smiled and said: "Brother, chatting is better than fishing."
That man also had a good temper, and when he was teased, he just squatted there and looked silly and happy.
Fu Hu felt that this guy could handle it.
Fu Hu asked: "My surname is Fu, the master of Long Kiln, where is my brother?"
The man smiled and replied: "My surname is Chen, Erdong Chen."
Fu Hu's family background is not good enough for him to have family followers. Of course, there are family offerings, but it is his turn. Fu Hu, even his elder brother Fu Yu, except for traveling far away, is not usually in the capital.
I will follow a Qigong practitioner every day. Besides, in this state, Fu Hu is also a seventh-grade official, so what should I be afraid of?
In this case, no matter how hard you coax, those who are really qualified to walk sideways are Cao Gengxin and Liu Xunmei. They walk on Yichi Lane and Chier Street, and the old people don't like to show off in front of them. As for Fu Hu, as long as
They are activities that can kill time, such as fishing and pigeon whistles. Fu Hu likes them all. It is a typical example of not doing his job properly. This is called being unable to achieve high and low, and having no ambition.
Chen Ping'an said: Our prefecture is a good place where it is easy to get promoted. The older generation says that the official luck here is good, high officials can be produced here, and the reputation is good."
Fu Hu pouted, "They say that in the old Longzhou and now in the new Chuzhou, officials at all levels are smart and capable. Let me see, it's true. Haha."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "That's it?"
Fu Hu waved her hand, "Let's not talk about this. Brother, you are a common man, and I am a businessman who smells like copper. I have to eat to support my leisure time."
Chen Ping'an said: "I guess what Mr. Fu means is that he thinks officials at all levels in the prefecture are too good at being officials? Do they take being an official too seriously? They also do things well, and they do them better than officials in other places.
, it’s just that it has a strong sense of officialdom and a strong sense of official power, which makes people always feel that something is wrong, well, it’s just like how Brother Fu taught me to tie knots in the fishing line, and it’s interlocking.”
Fu Hu turned to look at this man who was visiting relatives. He had slightly white hair and looked young, so it was difficult to determine his true age. Fu Hu smiled and said casually, "Maybe it's not like this, and it can't be done."
Your career will be prosperous, right?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, "Brother Fu can think like this and it would be a pity not to become a county master."
Fu Hu hesitated for a moment and said: "Brother Chen, we have hit it off, so I told you everything. I just lied to you. In fact, I am an errand in the county government office. I am from the capital, so I didn't lie to you."
, my last job was at a place called the Post Office, where I sat on the bench. I’ve never heard of it, right? Ha, Qingshui Yamen is a veritable fart territory. If anyone farts loudly, the whole place will be destroyed.
Even the yamen can hear it. The biggest official title is a seventh-rank official, the sesame official mentioned in the play."
It is not a taboo to communicate with others in a simple way.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Brother Fu is also funny when he talks, and his fishing skills are as good as his."
Fu Hu said lazily: "Being a good official is something I don't dare to hope for. Being an upright official is something I dare to say even if I feel my conscience."
But what the local man named Chen said next made Fu Hu's scalp tingle.
The man looked calm, looked at the river, and said eloquently, "According to the merits and demerits separately, Wei Li, who took office as governor, actually had some dereliction of duty, not in matters, but in education. Qingping Prison Litigation, Ji Zhang Yi Delivery
, arresting thieves, and many river and channel affairs, Wei Li, as the chief official of a state, of course has to take care of them. This is his job. However, in the administration of a state, according to the laws of Dali, there is also the promotion of morals to educate the people.
Responsibilities, this is precisely what cannot be quantified specifically in the capital inspection plan and local evaluations. Maybe through the addition of several more imperial examination candidates and Jinshi in a state, some clues can be seen, but it is still far from enough. The county guard seems to be a
Officials who are close to the people are actually not so. As a governor of a feudal territory, he is even less so. He rarely sees many people all year round. Although his responsibilities include supervising, guiding, coordinating, and coordinating, he is just a member of the imperial court.
Government offices operate only from top to bottom. Officials at the three levels of prefectures, prefectures and counties must not keep in mind that everyone only works hard on being an official. Otherwise, if I look at it, the more capable the officials and the faster the operation of the government office, the more hidden
, the better you are at covering up your mistakes, the more unaware you are. In a place where officials are arrogant, when the people are wronged, at least everyone knows that they have been wronged. When others see it, they feel like a mirror.
But in this state, or in the future, it is hard to say. If a car passes by, there will be people following the car to help smooth away the traces. The chief official does not want others to know, so people will not know. The imperial palace and temple above,
The common people below will not know. Only fellow officials and superiors and subordinates have a tacit understanding. Just like you and I just looked at each other and knew what the 'rules' were. So I can conclude that if the Dali court in the future
, is a larger Chuzhou officialdom, which is very problematic. In this matter, the former governor Wei Li left an invisible mess to Wu Yuan."
Fu Hu was stunned and speechless.
What shocked him was not that the other party called him Wei Li or Wu Yuan, or that he casually called them by their names, or even the other party's views.
To be honest, in the official circles of the capital, just talk about the success report office where he is the leader. In private, he talks about who is not talking about it. It doesn’t matter if he curses the six ministers behind closed doors. If I want so and so, I can just talk nonsense.
The smaller the yamen, the more colleagues who trust each other have a basket of things every day. He, Fu Hu, especially liked to talk about this with the boring Lin Zhengcheng back then.
So what really shocked Fu Hu was that this person's words happened to speak to something that was on Fu Hu's mind, and finally made him understand what was wrong.
Not long ago, an official in charge of culture and education in the governor's office called out all the county edicts in all the prefectures and counties in the prefecture. The general meaning is that the governor attaches great importance to this matter and specially made a whole afternoon trip to invite you to the government office for a chat.
Heart-to-heart talk, the Governor said, everyone can speak freely, talk more about problems, put forward more opinions, talk more about what they are dissatisfied with... these are nothing. What made Fu Hu, who was present at the time, most uncomfortable was the official.
As a final aside, I would like to say that this kind of opportunity was not common in other places in previous years. You are all scholars, so you should cherish this opportunity. I am fortunate to have met the governor. Try to be concise and to the point in your words, and avoid talking about irrelevant matters.
, the governor is busy with official duties...
Fu Hu did not doubt the intentions of the fifth-rank magistrate, and he certainly did not have any malicious intentions. However, it was precisely the "official flavor" in the other person, the official atmosphere that took it for granted that rank and rank were everything, that made Fu Hu
The sons of aristocratic families who were used to seeing powerful people in the court and dignified officials felt extremely uncomfortable in the capital.
After finally coming back to her senses, Fu Hu smiled bitterly and said: "Mother, brother Chen, don't say such nonsense, just say it. We are the only two brothers here. Even if you have said it, I have heard it.
Pretend that nothing happened and don’t spread the word!”
As a "common man", you don't have to take it seriously. I don't care whether you are bolder or more ambitious, or whether you just like to talk about these things after reading a few books.
But I, Fu Hu, am a serious county magistrate after all. Although I will definitely not be convicted for my words, my colleagues in the officialdom have listened to me, and I still have to wear shoes all year round?
Seeing the man smile, Fu Hu began to wonder, could it be that he was from the mountain? After all, in this state, there are indeed many gods who practice Taoism on the mountain.
Fu Hu said: "Speaking of which, Brother Chen, with your knowledge and courage, if you want to be an official and become a county magistrate, you have to start as a government official!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Brother Fu's vision is better than his fishing skills."
Fu Hu was so happy that her heart was no longer so tense.
Next I saw the man squatting with his hands in his sleeves, and said softly: "Brother Fu, I think this is wrong and far from good enough. What do you think?"
Fu Hu sighed, "Brother Chen, are you still here?! Then I really have to advise you!"
The man took the initiative to answer the conversation and said: "Don't worry too much about it? In front of ordinary people, you are worrying about the thoughts of an official of the imperial court?"
Fu Hu laughed endlessly, stretched out his hand and patted the man on the shoulder, "It's good to know, it's good to know."
"Brother Fu, have you ever heard of Mr. Nanfeng?"
Fu Hu shook his head. He didn't like to read miscellaneous books since he was a child. It was tiring enough to deal with those imperial examination books.
"Then I recommend a few articles by this old gentleman. I think you will like them, "Yuezhou Zhao Gong's Disaster Relief Records" and "Yihuang County Academic Records". I think these are the best moral articles in the world. Of course
, this is just my personal opinion.”
Fu Hu said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll look through it when I have time."
Why are you so serious with me?
Next, the man named Chen was not polite. He picked up Fu Hu's fish basket and began to "move the fish".
Come on, I guess he is just a poor scholar who was unlucky in the imperial examination, a bad scholar?
Fortunately, I just thought that the other party was a mountain cultivator.
Fu Hu couldn't help but joked: "Brother Chen, Lord Wei has become a high official in the capital now, and the new governor, Lord Wu, is even more powerful. If you have the opportunity to meet them in the future, do you dare to say these things in person?"
The man in a long coat and cloth shoes had already walked to his seat, holding a fishing rod and tying the fish basket around his waist. He smiled and said, "It means that we two brothers have hit it off. It's fun to squat and chat."
"If it were Wei Li and Wu Yuan, I would sit down and talk about these principles, but they would have to stand and listen."
Hearing this, Fu Hu was speechless again and gave the guy a thumbs up.
Good guy, look how arrogant you are, your surname is Chen, why isn’t your name Chen Ping’an?!
When it comes to talking about it, I, Fu Hu, am convinced, but Brother Chen, you are the better one.
"Brother Fu, welcome to Luopo Mountain as a guest. I have a Yellow Lake Mountain where the fish are bigger."
The man waved goodbye to Fu Hu and said with a smile: "By the way, my name is Chen Ping'an, Erdong Chen, Ping'an'an'an'an."