"I was lying in the Yazhai, listening to the rustling of bamboos, which I suspected was the sound of suffering among the people."
"I, the county magistrate of Caozhou, are always concerned with each other's feelings."
It was already late at night when we returned to the county office after dinner.
The county government office hall is brightly lit.
Dozens of officials from the Southern Patrol Division were huddled in the room, and no one spoke.
But anyone can feel the excitement permeating the air.
Li Changan finally wrote the title of the poem on the paper.
""Hundred Family Banquet""
Then start a new column.
Under the flickering candlelight, every word is filled with a touch of literary style.
""Ode to Coal""
“When you cut through the chaos, you will find black gold, which contains the deepest yang and meaning.”
"The fire burns brightly and rejuvenates the spring, and the furnace shines brightly through the night."
"Ding Yi Yuan relies on the force of birth, but the iron and stone remain in the heart after death."
"I hope that everyone will be well fed and warm enough to go out of the mountains and forests without any trouble."
Li Changan glanced at the two poems again and put them away.
He took out another piece of paper, pondered for a moment, and then put pen to paper.
"The first year of Tianshou, the tenth day of the second lunar month."
"Today, all thirteen counties in Yunyang County have been surveyed."
"Yunyang County has gone through many things. Although it was only a short period of more than twenty days, it was full of hardships."
"Officials in Yunyang County embezzled money and food for disaster relief, and wasted no time on the lives of the people. However, there are still innocent officials in this mud."
"The people are simple and kind, but they just want food and clothing."
"I and the chiefs of the Nanxun Town and Fu Division were busy with the affairs for dozens of days. Fortunately, some small things were accomplished."
"Today, by building roads and canals, we can barely provide for the people's food and clothing, and there is still money left. We have already made arrangements for rebuilding cities and villages..."
"However, the common people's problem is very serious. There are still common people living outside the city without a fixed place. This matter must be resolved urgently."
"Today, the people of Zewu County saw that I and my colleagues were lucky enough to accomplish a few small things. Before leaving, they invited us to join us in a banquet of hundreds of families."
"I feel deeply ashamed. This is all my responsibility. I was neglected by corrupt officials before, but now I am just making up for it."
"I really can't bear the love of the people."
"I can only remember this sentiment and live up to my trust."
"Li Changan is in Zewu County, Yunyang County."
…
As time passed, Li Changan's notes became thicker and thicker.
Each page contains a description of what they saw, heard and felt after arriving at a place.
"The first year of Tianshou, the sixth day of the third month."
"Today, things in Fufeng County are finally settled."
"Compared with Yunyang County, Fufeng County has more people, more complicated things, and the land is mostly hilly, so farming is very different from Yunyang County..."
"The road and canal construction work is progressing smoothly. At the same time, temporary tents have been set up near the construction site to ensure that the homeless people have a place to live."
"During the trip to Fufeng County, all the money and food provided for the disaster relief were recovered, and 24 households were ransacked."
"I have never killed anyone, and all my subordinates were shocked."
"I also present two poems by Zeng Shicai and Song Siren."
"..."
"Today is my best friend's birthday. Although I send letters home every ten days, I am still thousands of miles away, and I miss you deeply in my heart."
"When my best friend and Linglong were in their infancy, they devoted everything they had to being by their side. Even if we spend the rest of our lives, how can we repay this kindness and love?"
"Suddenly I remembered that Qingshi and An... Nanzhi are farther away from me, and Qingshi went to Qi State in the east... I didn't know their birth dates."
"The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman..."
"When I reach the third level one day, I will definitely take them back to me."
"Looking back at the past few years, it seems like a fleeting moment has passed by, as if I had met so many beauties unknowingly..."
"Strictly speaking, Jiang Lingyan... shouldn't be counted..."
"Fuck, I'm such a scumbag!" (crossed out)
"If you give your sincerity, you are not considered a scumbag... eh." (Tick)
"Li Changan is in Fufeng County."
…
"The first year of Tianshou, March 29th."
"Arrived in Lihe County now."
"The disaster relief work in the three southern governments is on the right track."
"There are frequent good news from all over the country, with work in place of relief and work in place of punishment. The progress is going smoothly. After this improvement, the infrastructure construction of the three southern provinces will definitely take on a new look."
"In the future, the three southern prefectures will surely become the rich places of the Jin Dynasty."
"During the trip to Lihe County, all the money and food provided for disaster relief were recovered and eighteen households were ransacked."
"Never killed anyone."
"I also present two poems, one by Xue Shiqing and one by Ran Boping."
"..."
"After passing through three counties and forty-two counties, the content of "Qi Ming Yao Shu" gradually became full."
"In addition to farming, we also need to find a way out for the people. Farming is just a means, not an end."
"To sum it up in eight words, it's 'starting from farmers and ending with acetic acid.'"
"In other words, farming is a means, and ultimately turning agricultural products into food is the goal, so that 'Qi Min' (commoners) can obtain the art of 'Zi Sheng'."
"Li Changan is in Lihe County."
…
"It's April 15th, the first year of Tianshou."
"I arrived at Xianyou County."
…
"The first year of Tianshou, May 30th."
"I arrived at Liangxi County."
…
"The first year of Tianshou, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month."
"I'm going to Shi'an County."
"Today is Linglong's birthday."
"Although the letters from home are never cut off, the feeling of longing for him becomes stronger and stronger."
…
"The first year of Tianshou, July 28th."
"Shi'an County affairs are over."
"Tomorrow, leave for Wanchuan Fucheng."
"This is the last mansion."
…
The candle flickers,
Li Changan put down his brush and breathed a sigh of relief.
Wait for the ink stains on the paper to dry.
Put it into the thick pile of notes and put it into the Sumeru Treasure Bag.
Then pull out another piece of paper.
"Today, I met an old farmer on the road and told him a story. I found it interesting, so I remembered it."
"There was a scholar named Jiao who was studying in the garden. Two fox demons came to him at night and turned into two beauties of heavenly beauty."
"The two sisters entered the house and began to tease the scholar."
"The scholar was very angry: 'That's not true! I'm a scholar and I can't bear to see you being so gaudy. Get out of here!'
"One of the fox demons laughed: 'What a nerd. Since you are a scholar, I will write the first couplet. If you can match the second couplet, our sisters will leave immediately."
"This first couplet is: "We are of the same body in 1898, and we only have one thing left in our belly."
(Note: Wu is one of the ten heavenly stems, and Xu is one of the twelve earthly branches. The two characters Wu and Xu are roughly the same, except for a point in the middle.)
"The scholar thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure it out."
"The fox demon said with a smile: You still call yourself a scholar? I'm right for you, right: 'I've already been traced, why don't I challenge both of you?'"
"After that, the two fox demons smiled and left."
(Note: Ji is one of the ten heavenly stems, and Ji is one of the twelve earthly branches. The lower parts of the two characters are the same.)
Putting down the pen, Li Changan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, putting it aside and waiting for the ink to dry.
Then he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and took stock of his harvest over the past six months.
During this period, the Han Dynasty took advantage of the opening of trade routes to successfully enter the three southern prefectures and spread quickly.
The three southeastern prefectures and the three southern prefectures are gradually connected into one.
Because the power of the Han Dynasty expanded.
Literary and Taoist practice has also embarked on a fast track.
More and more poems are being distributed every month.
Nowadays, there are sixty poems and essays, which have been spread with the help of Wenchang steles in various places.
This is the result of Li Changan deliberately slowing down.
An extremely strange phenomenon began to appear in the literary world of the Jin Dynasty.
Some poems are extremely civilized, but they have not made it onto the list of literary saints.
Instead, they only appear concentratedly on the Wenchang Monument in one place.
There are also Wenchang steles in other places. Because a few scribes worshiped the name, some of them were spread to the outside world.
Many Wenzong masters have taken action, although they occupy the front or even the top of the list of literary saints.
But they were defeated at the Wenchang Monument in one county and one county.
Extremely weird.
The prison guards of the fourth hospital also searched for the source of these poems and articles, but found nothing.
It's not like no one doubts Li Changan.
On the contrary, many people are doubting it, but there is no evidence.
For more than half a year, a third-grade scholar has come to check every month, but Li Changan has closed the sea of consciousness. Unless someone also opens up the sea of consciousness, the result will always be nothing.
Now, 30% of the cultural acupoints in my mind have been illuminated.
Although the literary spirit produced by each poem is not much, when gathered together, it has the potential of a river.
Above the Sea of Consciousness, the stars of the poem "About to Enter the Wine" with an extremely special status are shining brightly, and the surrounding star rings are as bright as gems, slowly rotating around the stars.
And in the sea of literary clouds, there are still ancient seal characters floating in it.
These are the methods that Li Changan found to imprint the natal grammar after trying hundreds of times.
The Sea of Consciousness is the place where literature and martial arts blend.
About the path to sanctification.
All literary energy and martial arts energy in the body are controlled by the sea of consciousness.
Li Changan took the sea of consciousness as a place to carry grammar and refined it day and night with the help of the sea of literary energy and clouds.
Finally, without any writing instruments, I condensed the natal grammatical seal characters with literary style.
"As long as everything goes well, next year at the latest, all my literary skills will be illuminated, and by then the "Great Zhou Tianxuan Dharma" will reach the seventh level of perfection."
"Strike to the sixth level, there is no obstacle..."
Li Changan opened his eyes and looked towards the roof,
"As for martial arts, although the realm of cultivation has not changed, the physical body has been continuously improved by the tempering of the inner elixir."
"The foundation becomes stronger and stronger."
"It's a pity that although the sword intention in "One Hundred Swordsman" has been refined a little, it no longer has powerful moves. Instead, it has become the nourishment of the four-style sword technique."
"The practice of killing intent has also come to a standstill."
"Is it because... you haven't killed anyone for so long?"
"The current combat power is still trapped at the peak level of the sixth grade."
"There is still a long way to go before we can break through the shackles that span the four small realms."
"What exactly is above the Heavenly Prodigy?"
Just as Li Changan was deep in thought, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Knock knock knock..."
"Sir Senator."
"Enter."
The person who came in was Xue Shiqing.
As one of the eighteen officials who received poems as a gift, he was the first person to have contact with Li Changan.
Xue Shiqing's performance is remarkable and he has been promoted to the position of chief executive.
"Sir, this is today's summary file."
Xue Shiqing held a stack of files and placed them on the desk.
Li Changan nodded, put aside the things in front of him, and opened the file.
"Sir, should we go to Wanchuan Fucheng tomorrow, or go directly to the counties below?"
Xue Shiqing asked softly.
Li Changan said while reading the file, "Go to Fucheng first."
"Tomorrow, all the town governors and most of the chief ministers will meet at Wanchuan Fucheng first."
"We need to make a summary of the past six months."
"In addition, we will make detailed deployment arrangements for the future."
"It seems that we have visited two places, but it is only an on-site investigation and needs to be sorted out from an overall perspective."
"The three southern prefectures, which are such a large piece of land, must eventually form a whole, with division of labor and cooperation with each other, so that disaster relief can be put on the right track."
Xue Shiqing kept what Li Changan said in mind.
For more than half a year, the longer he followed Li Changan, the more he understood the truth behind the councilor's actions.
It seems that everything is complicated, and even farming matters are completely different between the two counties.
But they can always be solved one by one in an orderly manner.
It is like a cook cooking a cow, and it feels like governing a big country is like cooking a small delicacy.
Xue Shiqing's eyes fell on a piece of paper beside the table. He glanced over it and coughed several times, as if he was choking on saliva.
Li Changan heard the movement and looked up.
I noticed that Xue Shiqing read the story he just wrote and asked with a smile, "How is it?"
Xue Shiqing's face turned red instantly, "This...this..."
"It's okay, just say it." Li Changan put down the file in his hand and motioned to Xue Shiqing not to be nervous.
Xue Shiqing hesitated for a moment before he stumbled and said, "The key to this story is that couplet."
"It's just...too...too...vulgar."
Li Changan couldn't help but laugh, "This kind of story is mostly spread among the people, but it's not so cheerful."
"Don't you think it looks interesting?"
"Fox demons can recite poems and compose poems, but scholars have become nerds..."
"As for that couplet, the contrast is neat and exquisite, especially the word 'pick', tsk tsk tsk..."
Xue Shiqing's face turned red and he coughed violently again, "Cough cough cough..."
Li Changan laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."
"I'll save this kind of lower Liba story and send it to Goulan to tell it when the time comes."
Xue Shiqing twitched his lips, "Sir, is there no story that's a little less...?"
"If it's all like this, I'm worried that your honor will be stained."
"Yes." Li Changan raised his eyebrows, "I also have an article called "Nie Xiaoqian" here, which is a classic."
Xue Shiqing's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, "A story that can be called a classic by adults will definitely be enough to be spread all over the world."
"You have written so many folk tales, but you want to compile them into a book?"
Li Changan placed the things on the table, nodded and said, "Yes, I have already thought of the name."
"When I finish writing, I will give you a copy later."
Xue Shiqing cupped his fists and saluted, "I would like to thank you sir in advance. I wonder what the name of this book is?"
"Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."
Li Changan dipped his pen into ink,
Write four large cursive characters on the paper.
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Note: "Hundred Family Banquet" is taken from "The Painted Bamboo Painting in the Weixian County Department to Present the Nian Bo Bao Dazhong Chengkuo" written by Zheng Xie. The content remains unchanged, but the title of the poem has been changed.