Seeing Wang Rusheng's appearance, Ye Ming said amusedly:
"If you are willing to learn, I will not hesitate to teach you."
"real?"
Wang Rusheng asked subconsciously, and then shook his head repeatedly.
"Forget it, forget it, it's better not to learn. It's better not to learn."
"You gave up on this yourself."
"Yes, I gave up on my own."
Wang Rusheng said with some regret, holding the cloth bag containing the ginseng essence roots tightly in his hand, and said,
"Well, Great Immortal Good Karma, can we go down the mountain now and prepare other medicinal materials?"
Ye Mingzhen smiled and said, "Of course you can."
Wang Rusheng was overjoyed when he heard this, feeling that he was finally saved.
Afterwards, a group of people went down the mountain.
Wang Rusheng said that it would be best to go to the Snake-Zhan Mansion, which is seventy miles away.
His uncle is now the prefect of this place, and I heard that he manages this place very well.
Of course it doesn't matter if it's bright at night, I can go anywhere.
Mr. Wu had no objection and it didn’t matter if he went to see it.
Along the way, I met many people along the way.
Mr. Wu took advantage of the break in a tea shed to specifically ask about the prefect of Zhan She Mansion.
As soon as this question came up, the guests in the tea shed immediately introduced Mr. Wu enthusiastically.
They all had good things to say about Wei Zhifu of Snake-Zhan Mansion. From the reviews, one knew that this person was a rare good official.
Of course, this is not what surprises Mr. Wu the most. What is most surprising is that the prefect Wei is not only in charge of the living but also the dead of the mansion.
According to what everyone said, several workers at Zhan She Mansion revealed that the Wei magistrate actually concurrently served as the city god of the local government, and he was really a matter of life and death.
As a family member, Mr. Wu naturally knows about the job errands, and he even had a special communication with a job errand in Jiangliang Mansion.
He didn't know anything else, but he also knew that the most a job worker could achieve was the position of team leader. After that, only moral virtue and long life were added, but no position was added. Only after death could one continue to be promoted.
But the magistrate is obviously still alive, how can he be appointed as the city god?
Hearing Mr. Wu's doubts, the waiter at the tea shed smiled and explained the reason.
It turned out that the City God of Zhanshe Mansion fought an evil spirit in the middle of last year.
Although I got rid of the evil spirit, I was killed by him using unknown evil methods.
Due to the unforeseen circumstances of the Zhanshe Mansion, the people had no leader, so they had no choice but to ask the next successor who was originally scheduled to take office in advance. This person is the current Magistrate Wei.
Magistrate Wei has a very high reputation here, and after a servant revealed this, people rushed to tell each other, making what was originally a secret suddenly become known to everyone.
In the New Town God's Temple, there is constant incense and a constant flow of people all day long.
What's more, instead of going to the City God's Temple to burn incense, he went directly to the government office to burn incense, saying that he wanted to burn it to the prefect Wei in person.
There are also many local wealthy and powerful people who want to ask the prefect of Wei about some secrets of their Yangshou, afterlife, Yinde, Yinshou and other secrets.
Magistrate Wei did not respond to this at all, saying that although he was also the city god, he would forget what happened after dealing with the underworld every night when he woke up the next day.
It won't sound until I go to work in the evening of the second day. In this way, I can't say anything during the day.
Some people didn't believe it at first, but after a long time, they found that this man was indeed no different from ordinary people in the daytime. In addition, everyone did not dare to force Wei Zhifu, so they had to take a look at the secret thoughts of the underworld.
After all, you will not only belong to this manager while you are alive, but you will also belong to this manager after your death. Let me ask the entire Snake-Zhan Mansion, who dares to offend you?
Seeing that everyone spoke highly of his uncle, Wang Rusheng could not help but proudly said to Mr. Wu:
"My uncle is a very capable man. To be honest, he is a bit wronged by being the prefect of a prefecture. Let me tell you, he has the talent of being a prime minister!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Wu said silently:
"Based on my many years of experience in writing storybooks, I advise Brother Wang not to say such things casually."
When Wang Rusheng heard this, he wanted to ask why, but that seemed too ignorant, so he suppressed the idea and thought about asking other people later.
As the nephew of Wei Zhifu, he did not enjoy any privileges when entering the city, and he still had to be inspected as usual.
According to Wang Rusheng, his uncle was a selfless person, and relatives like them would never dare to use his name to cause trouble.
But if such things are known to him, he will be punished more severely.
Because of this, although their family is a big family, they don't do many things that oppress good people.
After entering the city, Wang Rusheng led a few people straight to the government office to see his uncle.
Since he now has gray hair, it is easy to mistake him for an old man without looking at his face.
When he first went to the government office, the head of the government office didn't recognize him and almost thought he was here to report a crime and redress an injustice.
After recognizing it, the squad leader was shocked and hurried to notify Magistrate Wei.
Magistrate Wei was originally handling government affairs in the government office. Hearing that his nephew encountered a ghost and almost died, he was worried and immediately came out to check.
The Wei magistrate has a slim figure and straight facial features, which give people a feeling of being capable and upright at first glance.
After coming out, I saw Wang Rusheng's gray hair and immediately knew the problem:
"Have you been sucked away by a female ghost?"
When his uncle asked about it, Wang Rusheng immediately burst into tears and told everything that happened along the way.
When Magistrate Wei heard about Ye Ming's abilities, he couldn't help but look at him.
Ye Ming also greeted him friendly.
Magistrate Wei immediately arranged for people to prepare other medicinal materials, intending to use Ye Ming's method to replenish Wang Rusheng's longevity, and invited Ye Ming to go into the back room alone to communicate.
After the two of them took their seats, Magistrate Wei got straight to the point:
"You shouldn't be called Shanyuan, right?"
Ye Ming smiled and said: "I am the City God of Yanhua Prefecture in Pingzhou, and Ye Ming is the one."
After Wei Zhifu heard this, he stood up and saluted Ye Ming:
"It turns out that this is the person who implements the live-errand method. Please accept my courtesy."
Ye Ming did not shy away from this gift and accepted it calmly.
As a beneficiary of the live-servation method, Magistrate Wei should have this courtesy.
After the ceremony, Magistrate Wei sat down again and said:
"Ye Cheng Huang, I have long heard that you, as a city god, openly practice other methods, but now you are ignoring your own errands, leaving your post without permission, and wandering around. I'm afraid it's inappropriate!"
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Why, does Wei Chenghuang want to raise an army to investigate the crime?"
"I don't dare. You and I are at the same level. I am not qualified to accuse you. I just want to know what will happen to Yanhua Mansion if the City God is not here?"
Magistrate Wei is indeed an upright person. Even if everyone does not belong to each other, he will always speak up when he has questions without fear of offending anyone.
Regarding his question, Ye Ming smiled and said:
"I have made proper arrangements. In fact, the current Yanhua Mansion is almost the same without me."
Hearing this, Magistrate Wei shook his head repeatedly and disagreed with Ye Ming's statement:
"Those who serve as officials, whether they are officials in the Yang world or gods in the underworld, should focus on the common people.
You should work conscientiously and fulfill your duties.
I admire Ye Chenghuang's ability to lead changes, but please forgive me for taking such responsibility.
To put it bluntly, what you did was very unqualified! "
Regarding this statement, Ye Ming nodded in agreement:
"Hey, Wei Chenghuang is right, I am really an unqualified city god.
Blatant violation of regulations, absence from duty, causing trouble...
However, even if no one dares to punish me, I also have a headache~~"
Wei Chenghuang: "..."
This was the first time he had encountered something like this. He didn't even say a word of defense and just admitted it.
The key is that he really can't say anything.
Now that the underworld has left, the greatest person in the underworld is the city god of each state.
The Zhou Chenghuang only has the right to criticize and criticize the Fuchenghuang, and does not have the right to directly remove him.
There are three ways to remove the city god from his post: either the emperor issues an edict, or the capital city god issues an order.
These two methods are naturally unworkable now, so there is only the last one left, that is, the local people collectively despise this god, destroy its statues, and destroy its temples, so that it can be abolished.
Needless to say, Ye Ming's reputation in Yanhua Mansion now is too late for the people to destroy it, so how can it be destroyed.
To a certain extent, he is really not afraid of criticism from his colleagues.
Besides, the Yin Division's City God and Yin Chaos are not stupid either. Even if such a person who has made great contributions makes a mistake, they will not just drive him away.
This was the reason why Zhou Chenghuang didn't care about Ye Ming's actions before.
Naturally, Magistrate Wei also knew this, but he was a little displeased with this man's dereliction of duty.
Seeing Ye Ming's face looking like a knife, I couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.
As a business maniac, he couldn't bear to look at people like this.
But this person is not really useless. He has made an indelible contribution, and it is the kind of institutional change.
Magistrate Wei wanted to point his nose at him and scold him, but he couldn't say it. The most he could say was "neglect of duty and lack of ambition".
After thinking about it, he simply ignored Ye Ming, said "please help yourself", and went back to handle official business.
Ye Ming looked at his leaving back, not angry at all, but nodded with satisfaction:
"That's good. When you take up a full-time position in the underworld in the future, you will definitely be someone who is immersed in paperwork.
Hehe, I will find a way to get him to work under me when the time comes.
After all, only by letting such people shine and shine can I enjoy leisurely~~~"
After chanting a few words, Ye Ming smiled, got up and went outside.
The work efficiency of Zhanshe Mansion's office is unmatched by other governments, especially the tasks assigned by the prefect himself are completed extremely quickly.
Shortly after arriving in the afternoon, the other medicinal materials Wang Rusheng needed and the large pots and stoves were ready and set up in the open space in the back kitchen of the government office.
Seeing each medicinal material being thrown into the cauldron of boiling water, Wang Rusheng sprinkled all the ginseng essence roots into the pot with some anxiety.
Feeling the high temperature of the boiling water, Wang Rusheng was still a little worried, but at this time he had no other choice, so he was put into the cage and covered like this.
Seeing this, Mr. Wu also looked at Ye Ming:
"Master Shanyuan, how long will it take to steam?"
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Whenever the fire in the pot suddenly goes out, it will stop."
Then he told the people in the house to pay attention to adding firewood and not to cut off the fire.
Mr. Wu felt a little worried and stayed by the cage.
Wu Hou and the boy Shu were playing around in the house, having a great time.
The fire continued to burn until late at night. Water had been added to the pot several times, but the fire suddenly went out.
Although he has confidence in Ye Ming, Mr. Wu is still a little afraid of something happening to Wang Rusheng.
Because at first Wang Rusheng could talk to him for a few words in the cage, but after a while, he expressed that he was very sleepy and wanted to sleep.
After that, there was no more sound in the cage.
Mr. Wu kept watch until late at night, when he suddenly saw the flame in the stove extinguished in an instant.
Seeing this, Mr. Wu stepped forward and opened the cage.
Before he could take action, the cage was opened and Wang Rusheng, who was covered in heat, jumped out.
At a glance, Wang Rusheng's hair has turned black again, and his face no longer looks haggard as before.
Wang Rusheng himself felt that he had strength again and was very happy.
Move your muscles and feel good.
At this time, Mr. Wu suddenly pointed to his hair and said:
"Brother Wang, there is still a bunch of white hair in your hair."
"What?"
When Wang Rusheng heard this happily, he immediately picked up his hair and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw a bunch of white hair among the black hair.
This made him a little worried, so he wanted to go find Ye Ming.
He didn't need to look for it, Ye Ming suddenly appeared beside him and said with a smile:
“There are flaws in the movement of heaven, and if something is lost, it is lost.
This method has made up for six years of your life, but as for the remaining year, I'm afraid it won't be able to make up for it. "
"Ah, one year..."
When Wang Rusheng heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable at first, and then he felt that it was not unacceptable.
It’s only been a year, so okay!
After saying this, Ye Ming went to another place in the house.
Wang Rusheng looked at the pot, where there were still many boiled medicinal residues.
Looking at these medicinal residues, Wang Rusheng suddenly had an idea...
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