After hearing Qiu Ping's report, He Bo couldn't help but be stunned for a short while.
I didn't expect that this little thing, who looked so naive, had such a sharp mind.
Because most of the water gods are monsters, their brains are not as good as those of humans, even if they become gods. It is very rare for this group of water gods to be able to explain things clearly in words. It is the first time that they are so organized and supported by detailed data.
He has already made up his mind to learn this method, so that when he reports his work to Lord Long, he can show his face well.
Thinking of this, He Bo's eyes towards Qiu Ping became kind and kind. It's not uncommon among water gods to be able to fight, but not many have brains. This kid is really a talent.
Moreover, this little loach has a moist aura and a hint of brilliance. It is clearly a sign of profound blessings and should be used seriously.
"Well, the Well God of Huangao Village is very competent. Everyone should learn from him." He Bo nodded with a smile and praised Qiu Ping.
The other water gods looked at Qiu Ping and instantly felt envious and jealous. Although He Bo smiled at everyone he saw, he seldom praised others. This was obviously because he wanted to reuse this little loach's posture.
After everyone finished debriefing, it was time for He Bo to speak.
In fact, He Bo already knew a lot of the news in advance. As the saying goes: There is a god three feet above your head.
This sentence is not only applicable to mortals, but also applies to gods. High-ranking gods can use the Shinto network to investigate many things.
Although everything cannot be micromanaged, some major mistakes cannot be hidden from their eyes and ears.
For example, the River God of Dawangzhuang secretly asked for sacrifices from the people. He thought he was doing this secretly, but the inspection team discovered it long ago and reported it to He Bo.
Hebo immediately fined Dawangzhuang Heshen three months' salary. If he happens again, he will be dismissed from the priesthood without being hired.
Everyone listened and became more alert.
In many matters, the higher-ups may turn a blind eye, but when it comes to the matter of offering incense, that is the foundation of Shinto, and there is no room for negotiation at all.
However, this was the only thing like this. After He Bo handed down the penalty, he talked about other things.
"In September of this year, that is, after Qiu Wei, Lord Long will entertain all the princes of Tai'an Mansion. At that time, we will need the help of various water gods. I would like to select five of you to follow me into the Dragon Palace." He Bo After taking a look at the water gods, he slowly spoke.
His words immediately made the eyes of the gods heat up.
The Dragon Lord in He Bo's mouth is the Dragon Lord of Yanhu Lake. He is the Lord of the Water God of the entire Tai'an Prefecture. From the fifth rank, he is already among the great gods.
This dragon king was born as a true dragon, had countless treasures, was generous in his actions, and loved to support his descendants. If little gods like them had the opportunity to enter the Dragon Palace to work, it would be a great opportunity.
As long as the superiors randomly reward you with something, or the Dragon Lord likes you, your future will be smooth.
Qiu Ping was also moved by what he heard. Although he had been to the Heavenly Underworld, the Dragon Palace was luxurious and had countless treasures, which was not much worse than the two.
"Because when you go to the Dragon Palace, you have to do some work like welcoming guests. Those who are too old, ugly, or not alert enough should not go." He Bo continued.
His words immediately wiped out more than half of the water gods.
For those who are older, the turtle god in Chenjiaping is already 312 years old this year, so he definitely cannot go. For example, the water god in Xiaowangzhuang is a giant catfish that has become a spirit. He looks fat and fat, so he will definitely be kicked out.
As for those who lack agility, in fact, there are not many smart water gods.
The gods glanced at Qiu Ping, and it was clear that He Bo wanted to support the Well God of Huang'ao Village, and these conditions were tailor-made for him.
However, in this Fuhe, Hebo had the highest status, and they did not dare to say anything.
Finally, after some screening, five water gods including Qiu Ping were selected to go to the Dragon Palace in September.
"Hey, I was chosen."
Xia, who was sitting next to Qiu Ping, didn't realize it until he was called upon by He Bo for a long time before he screamed.
He didn't have much backing, and he didn't have any special bloodline. He just relied on hard work to start as a soldier and general, and finally accumulated enough merits, and then he was named a ninth-level inspector.
However, thanks to his experience as a soldier and general, his appearance is pretty good, regardless of his strength.
It is two feet tall, with a roughly human-shaped body and only a lobster-like head. From a distance, it looks like it is wearing a pair of red armor. If he holds Fang Fang's painted halberd in his hand, he will look like a fierce general in the world.
"congratulations!"
After Qiu Ping congratulated the other party, he felt very happy. It seems that I was born to be in the officialdom, and I will be promoted step by step in the future, just around the corner.
…
As autumn approaches, all the princes from Qingzhou gather in Tai'an Mansion.
Although Qingzhou is not as good as the cultural heyday of Jiangnan, it is more than enough, and it has produced many talented people who are famous all over the world.
Especially Tai'an Prefecture, where 40% of the prefecture's cultural elite are located.
There are more literati, and there are also more literary societies. Many once unknown scholars wrote amazing words at certain poetry gatherings, and after being praised several times, their fame grew. Some good people even organized four talented people into these people.
Although the four great talents are almost dead.
Jing Xinghuai stayed in the city these days to prepare for the exam, almost never leaving the door.
In recent days, some literati invited Jing Xinghuai to participate in literary gatherings, but he declined all these invitations in the name of upcoming exams.
He is indeed devoted to the imperial examination wholeheartedly. For scholars like them, all reputations are false. If he cannot obtain the imperial examination, he will only be able to wander among the literary circles for the rest of his life.
Compared with those poems, the political systems of various countries taught by Qiu Ping are the real art of slaying dragons.
After he came to Tai'an Mansion, he pondered day and night to digest and absorb it.
