Chishui River God finally got back her lost demon pill and saved her life and fortune.
The Huishan Demon Mansion also obtained the body of the painting demon, but it was not in a hurry to destroy it. At the same time, Chishui River and Feishan Mountain also turned enemies into friends. The only two gods of mountains and rivers in Qinan Prefecture formed a good relationship with the Feishan Mountain Demon Mansion.
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Qingzhou, up Lijiang.
The fisherman Heweng went down to the river early that morning. In the morning, there was always mist on the river. A small boat rowed across the Kuoyuan River. The white frost mist was like a sea of fog on the river. The old man's boat was like crossing a sea of clouds. , the green mountains are backing, the fog sea hides the shape, the river is clear and the water is clear, it is a good landscape painting.
Bai Jun stopped and looked at the river, admiring the beautiful scenery without reciting a poem. Compared with the ancients who used poems and words to praise the scenery of mountains and rivers, he preferred the pure natural beauty. He watched quietly and took a breath of fresh morning breath. The East I was gradually climbing up the mountain in the morning, but the thick river fog had not yet cleared away.
Mo Lin had no intention of looking at the beautiful scenery. He frowned and said, "Sir, the river is so wide and there is no bridge. How are we going to get across? How about selling the carriage?"
Bai Jun stood by the river. The white moonlight and the river fog seemed to merge together. The white landscape made it impossible to see anything out of the ordinary.
"After selling the carriage, will we have to rely on legs for the rest of the journey?"
"But if we don't sell the carriage, how can we cross the river? We can't leave it here. The carriage can't fly." Mo Lin muttered.
"The carriage cannot fly." Bai Jun said with a smile, "But horses can also cross the river."
"Ah? How are you doing?" Mo Lin opened his eyes wide.
"Sit tight. I'll drive."
"Oh well."
Mo Lin returned to the carriage, and Bai Jun sat on the shaft, blindfolded the horse, gently waved the reins, "Drive~"
The horse then walked forward recklessly.
Mo Lin in the carriage poked his head out curiously, only to see the horse stepping directly into the river.
He was so frightened that he was about to jump out of the car with trembling hands.
But Bai Jun's figure came from outside the car, "Sit tight, don't fall into the water."
Merlin resisted the urge to jump off and watched the carriage go into the water.
But when he took a closer look, he discovered that the horse and carriage were floating on the river. The horses' hooves made tiny waves on the water, as if they were walking on land.
"Hey, you didn't sink into the water. Young Master, you are so awesome."
He watched this magical scene with a look of amazement.
He Weng rowed to the center of the river, picked up the repaired fishing net in the boat canopy, and was about to throw it down when he suddenly saw a carriage approaching.
He rubbed his eyes and realized that the carriage in front of him was still there. He even got closer and saw it more clearly. There was a young man in white sitting on the carriage. His appearance was handsome and refined, and he didn't look like a mortal. A child poked his head out of the window, curious. looked around.
He Weng was shocked and frightened. He hurriedly knelt down and clasped his hands together, closing his eyes and saying, "God bless, God bless, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything!"
When he opened his eyes again, the carriage happened to pass by his tented boat. The man in white driving the car glanced at him lightly, with a pair of golden pupils in his eyes!
He Weng trembled. He thought of the official report issued by the imperial court and said hurriedly: "This little man pays homage to the Great Immortal God and greets him passing by Lijiang."
The white man suddenly spoke, "Do you know the latest official news?"
He Weng suppressed his fear and said, "Tell God, the nearest official road is thirty miles away from here. Cross Lijiang and go east straight across the Sandao Bridge, two villages, and you will be there!"
The man in white nodded, waved the reins, and the carriage sped away through the clouds and water.
"Hoo~ God bless you!" He Weng breathed a sigh of relief and fell down on the boat.
"Pa~"
"Pah...pah~pah~"
Suddenly, there were sounds of slapping on the water, and fat fish jumped out of the water and fell onto Heweng's boat, flopping everywhere on the board.
"Oh...oh...this is...what a blessing from the gods!" Heweng woke up after being slapped in the face by the fish's tail. He hugged the fish and knelt down in surprise in the direction of the carriage to leave.
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Bai Jun followed the fisherman's words and walked to the official road. Passing by a village entrance, he saw an "official notice" order. The imperial court had set up official notice orders in every village, town entrance, county gate, and prefectural city.
A notice board for the imperial government to inform the world. Although the imperial power does not go to the countryside, the court will never ignore its influence among the people.
Of course, the establishment of official notices also effectively prevents local corruption and crimes. Taxation, corvee work, inspections, major national affairs, and major world events will be announced on every official notice board in the world. If local officials want to impose taxes, the people will naturally Everything is clear.
Moreover, official notices and orders will often play a role in educating the villagers.
Bai Jun thought this policy was very good and copied it.
The policies of the Jin Dynasty are usually used by the Tianzhen Kingdom and imitated when they see it. Who makes the years and heritage of the Tianzhen Kingdom not as good as that of the Jin Dynasty?
To implement a policy, it must be piloted, and only after the Jin Dynasty has implemented it will the Tianzhen Kingdom use it. Otherwise, the blind new policies of the Tianzhen Kingdom's rulers will only cause turmoil in the country and make the people unsafe.
Bai Jun said to Mo Lin: "What do you think this official report says?"
"Yes, Young Master." After hearing this, Mo Lin got off the carriage and came to the official court. He looked at it carefully and said: "In the seventh year of the Holy Emperor's calendar, in the seventh year of the Holy Emperor's calendar, I admire the heart of God and accept the strength of all people. In the dynasty, the barbarians in the north were unified, and the grievances of the Yue people in the west were eliminated. The world returned to its heart, and the family and country prospered together.
Today, it is divided into twenty-four states to govern the world. There are city gods within the states and gods among the mountains and rivers.
The Holy Emperor held a banquet for a hundred gods on the ninth day of the seventh lunar month, and all the gods in the world gave a banquet in the Tai Chi Palace. The kings and gods rejoiced and blessed all the people in the world. …”
"The Banquet of the Hundred Gods, haha, the Holy Emperor is really thoughtful." Bai Jun chuckled.
"Sir, can this Holy Emperor actually command the gods?" Mo Lin asked in shock.
Bai Jun nodded, "In the future, you will also be a member of the Great Jin Dynasty. The Holy Emperor will ascend the throne and rule the world. With the luck of the human king, you can become a god with one decree.
If you look at the Holy Emperor's calendar, that's his age. "
"Seven hundred and forty-seven years old?" Mo Lin said in shock.
"Yes, he may be the only emperor in the world who can live to be more than 700 years old, right?" Bai Jun shook his head, "However, how can he live for 700 years and bear the trust of all people for 700 years? tired?
Come on, let's continue on our way. "
"Yes, sir."
Mo Lin got in the car, and Bai Jun took out the Dao soldiers again and drove away. Mo Lin looked at the magical scene with wide eyes. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he still felt it was magical every time he saw it.
Bai Jun said lightly: "You want to learn?"
Mo Lin nodded, then shook his head.
"I just want to be able to eat enough in the future and no longer be hungry. It would be great if I could make more money and do some good deeds to help a bunch of poor people. These magic tricks are still not enough to fill my stomach!"
Bai Jun sighed after hearing this. In the eyes of many ancient people, having a full stomach is the most important thing, and they live to fill their stomachs all their lives. He thought of his hometown in his previous life, which was gradually blurring. No matter what era he was in Yuzhou, what remained unchanged for thousands of years was always the endless farmland.
"Haoran Sutra, have you memorized it all?"
"Remember, sir."
"Very good. You have to study hard in the future. The life of an ordinary person is to be inferior in everything except studying." Bai Jun's tone was solemn.
"Yes, Young Master. I know." Mo Lin clenched his fist, "My father once taught me to study hard. Only by studying can I eat and drink well, save people, settle the world, and save the world. common people.
I also want to be a high official, and I want the suffering that happened to me not to happen again. "
Bai Jun looked at the Qingyun Qi gradually solidifying above Mo Lin's head, and spoke again: "I once visited a great scholar in the world. He said that he should establish his mind for the world, establish his destiny for the people, carry forward his unique knowledge for the saints, and Peace for all eternity.
Although no mortal can achieve these four words in his lifetime, I hope that if you really have the ambition to become a successful person, you can use this as a guideline.
But if you find it too difficult, you can become a rich man when you grow up.
Which path do you want to choose? "
"I..." Mo Lin's heart strings were shaken by these words and he became nervous.
"Don't worry, it's a long journey. Tell me when you get to Jinjing. You have to think about it carefully." Bai Yan waved his hand, put away his seriousness, and said with a smile.
The carriage walked slowly all the way, from Qinan Prefecture through Mingzhou, Yuanzhou, Gunzhou, then Yuejing, Qingzhou, and now it is about to enter Xuzhou.
After Xuzhou is Jinjing, the end point of this trip, and then Bai Jun will return to the mountains to clean up his cultivation. Perhaps it will be hundreds of years since he entered the mountains.
It's April 18th now, and it's still early before the Hundred Gods' Banquet. Bai Jun is not in a hurry. He teaches Mo Lin some knowledge every day along the way, not just words, but also arithmetic, astronomy, geography, and physics. It’s about refining medicine, and it’s about being human and worldly.
Bai Jun has regarded Mo Lin as a half-disciple, and he has taught him everything he can. He only hopes that his future path will be smoother no matter which one he takes.
In the evening of that day, the carriage stopped in front of an inn. This was the only one within dozens of miles that could rest.
Bai Jin got out of the car, and Mo Lin followed him leading the carriage towards the inn.
"Stop, who are you? This is an inn, designed for officials to rest. It is not for ordinary people to come in."
At the door of the inn, two guards guarded the door and shouted.
Mo Lin looked at Bai Jun hesitantly. This official was so fierce, so he might as well just rest in the carriage for the night.
In his eyes, Bai Jun was a strange sorcerer who traveled around the world, and he did not dare to mess around in front of the government.
"Haha! It is clearly written in the official notice that all inns, inns, and parades in the twenty-four states must be worshiped devoutly to respect the gods!" Bai Jun's golden pupils flashed and he scanned the area lightly. Two people at a glance.
The expressions of the two officials changed dramatically, and they were stunned. They couldn't believe that the person in front of them was a legendary god.
"You bastards, you two look-alikes, please get out of here."
An official in a green-and-black official robe came out with a smile on his face, bent down and said: "Your Excellency, Wan Ziyun, I respectfully invite you to come to this inn. Please come to me quickly! Please welcome me quickly!"
Mo Lin opened his eyes wide. The young master was pretending to be a god and deceiving them. He was so brave. His palms were slightly sweaty from fear, but he did not dare to speak for fear of leaking the truth.
Bai Jun nodded and said with a smile: "Mo Lin, let's go in."
"Ah, yes, young master." Mo Lin quickly followed.
Wan Ziyun turned to the two guards who looked uneasy and said: "Why don't you quickly arrange the carriage for your Excellency? We need to feed it with good food and grass!"
"Yes, sir!"
Wan Ziyun hurriedly kept up with Bai Jun and said with a smile: "Sir, you must be tired after coming all the way? The official will arrange a private courtyard for you. You can stay there for as many days as you want. Do you think it's feasible?"
"Separate Courtyard? Yes, you are interested." Bai Yan put one hand behind his back and said with a smile.
"Sir, please come this way!"
So, Bai Yan followed him to a small courtyard and looked at the surrounding scenery. There were guest rooms, a living room, a kitchen, a vegetable garden, a well, a toilet... everything was available. It was really luxurious.
Wan Ziyun introduced the small courtyard and asked with a smile: "Sir, are you satisfied with it?"
"That's right. You go down, and dinner will be ready and delivered directly." Bai Jun nodded and ordered.
"Yes, sir! Then you can rest first. If you are summoned for anything, the bell in the room will ring and a servant will be waiting. Please excuse me!" After Wan Ziyun finished speaking, he turned and left.
Bai Jun took Mo Lin to the main guest room, and Mo Lin let go of the baggage he was carrying. He looked at the exquisiteness and elegance of the room, and whispered with some fear: "Master, you said you are a god, they Do you really believe it? Isn’t this too deceptive?”
"Except for the servants in this inn, the largest official is only eighth-grade, and the gods who can participate in the Hundred Gods Banquet are at least fifth-grade gods of Fuchenghuang level. I used some tricks to convince them of this possibility. They dare to come and offend The city god of a land?" Bai Jun smiled.
"You know, Young Master, if we are discovered, we will go to jail." Mo Lin whispered into Bai Jun's ear.
"If you don't tell them, they won't know." Bai Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry."
In the inn, the three officials asked Wan Ziyun with suspicion whether the man in white was really a god.
Wan Ziyun said with a smile: "I arranged for them to be in the Guqing Courtyard. Whether they are gods or not, we will know tonight. Just be kind and serve them well. If it is true, it will be easier for us to do business."
"What? That haunted courtyard?" An official said in shock: "Sir, you are so clever. The man didn't reveal his identity, so we didn't dare to ask, but I think the book boy behind him probably has a guilty conscience. Sixty-seven out of ten, he is a charlatan who is showing off his tricks.
If he really has some ability to subdue the ghosts in that other courtyard, what if we entertain each other for a night? "
The servants in the inn delivered sumptuous meals at sunset, and then fled the courtyard as if they were running away, even locking the door.
Mo Lin wonders what these servants are afraid of? My son is not afraid of lying to you, but you are still afraid of being cheated?
Bai Jun smiled and said, "Eat quickly. Go to bed early after eating. We have to travel tomorrow night."
"Okay, Master. Well, these meatballs are so delicious, Master, try it..." Mo Lin's mouth was so full that he stuffed it with a piece of lion's head.
Outside the door, the sun gradually sets completely in the west, and night falls.
(End of chapter)
