"Xiang Wen, is there a magic way to increase the fortune of the country?" Emperor Ye Huan rushed into the Changming Palace, and Hou An followed closely behind him, holding a pair of "dragon boots" in his hands.
"Your Majesty, the purpose of returning to the country is not to increase the country's destiny, but to reduce the loss of the country's destiny." In the Changming Palace, an old man with white hair and a childlike face bowed slightly.
This old man is none other than Yan Baichuan, one of the Four Prime Ministers of Daxuan, the head of the Wenchang Pavilion in charge of literary fortune.
Ye Huan quickly took Prime Minister Wen's hand and sat down, asking, "Please give Prime Minister Wen a detailed explanation."
Wen Xiang smiled faintly: "This starts with the ownerless literary heart. Your Majesty still remembers that a person named Chen Luo was mentioned in the Tang newspaper that day."
Ye Huan nodded: "According to the Tang newspaper, the demon clan spy was caught and Wen Xin was found. This person made a great contribution. I have already issued an order to the main hall to confer titles and rewards. Presumably a county boy has the title."
Prime Minister Wen took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Ye Huan: "Now I am afraid that my title will be increased again."
Ye Huan took the document from Wen Xiang's hand with confusion. He did not open it in a hurry, but looked at Wen Xiang: "What does Wen Xiang mean?"
Wen Xiang did not show off and said directly: "Wan'an County is where Wei Yan's disciples perform their duties. Wei Yan was worried about his disciples and went to personally preside over Wen Xin's master selection ceremony. After arriving in Wanan, Wei Yan unexpectedly discovered that Chen Luo actually wrote a true article, condensing a book spirit with the ability to eat ghosts, and called him Zhong Kui."
"Two hours ago, Wei Yanfei sent a letter to the Blue Bird Division and passed on the true meaning of the article to me. I summoned a hundred ordinary people to recite this article, and there were actually more than a dozen people who made the wandering imps afraid to get close."
"As for the remaining people, it's not a problem with the article. It should be because the time is short. If you recite it every day, it should have the same effect."
"Your Majesty, if I have ten points of luck for the dynasty, two points will be spent on protecting the people from ghost disasters. If this article spreads throughout the world and everyone reads it, wouldn't it save two points of luck for the dynasty?"
Ye Huan was overjoyed: "Is this true?" After speaking, he quickly opened the document, read it through quickly, and then closed his eyes slightly to reflect.
After a while, Ye Heng opened his eyes: "There is indeed a slight fluctuation in the national destiny, and this method is indeed feasible." Then Ye Heng continued, "But the number of people in Daxuan who are familiar with elegance is only tens of millions, and there are still hundreds of millions in our court. Thousands of people, is there any way for them to understand this method?"
The text minister confidently said: "Your Majesty, please read this article carefully. Wei Yan wrote to me alone that the era and characters in the article were all made up by Chen Luo. But at the end of the article, he mentioned something, that is, by In the painting, the holy hand moved the scene of Zhong Kui eating ghosts into the painting to avoid evil spirits."
"I have a good friend who has wonderful paintings. Why don't you ask him to imitate Wu Daozi in this article and draw a picture of Zhong Kui eating ghosts. If it is really effective, then spread it to the world."
"What Prime Minister Wen said is exactly what I want, so I will leave this matter to Wenchang Pavilion. But..." Ye Huan touched his chin, "Has Prime Minister Wen ever investigated the background of Chen Luo's family?"
Wen Xiang took out another file from his sleeve and placed it in front of Ye Huan: "Your Majesty is a wise man. This Chen Luo's grandfather was from Suzhou. He followed the late emperor on the southern expedition. Due to the recurrence of his old illness, he settled in Wan'an County, Qingzhou. His father, Chen Buqi, was the 23rd ranked scholar in the imperial examination in the 19th year of the New Yuan Dynasty. He later resigned and took the pseudonym Yang Ziyun, often wandering around the frontier. Six years ago, a barbarian king attacked the border, and Chen Buqi rescued Zi. He died in Sangcheng. Now there are only two people in the family, Chen Luo and his sister Chen Xuan."
Ye Huan's face became solemn: "As a loyal queen, I want a heavy reward... Hou An!"
Hou An stepped forward quickly.
Ye Huan continued: "When drafting the edict, Chen Luo Xunwen was at the forefront for his meritorious service, and Shu Qiwen was at the back to protect the country. I gave Wan Anbo..."
Hou An wrote it down and said, "Your Majesty, this Wan'an Bo... wants to use Wan'an County as a real fiefdom? According to the ancestral system, if a minister is actually granted a fiefdom, he will not be allowed to stay in the fiefdom. Do we need to issue another edict to him? migrate?"
Ye Huan glanced at Wen Xiang, who shook his head: "I can't say more."
Ye Huan hesitated for a moment: "I originally wanted to draw a picture of Zhong Kui eating ghosts, not to mention that boy Xie En also had to go to Beijing. He must be a great talent to write such a wonderful article. Then he ordered the Ministry of Construction to supervise the selection. In the prosperous place of the capital, Wan Anbo's mansion was built according to the earl system..."
Hou An quickly added: "Your Majesty, there is no free space in the prosperous area of the capital. If it is far away, it will not show your Majesty's favor. I have a suggestion, which is suitable for Wan Anbo."
"Oh? Where?"
"Qing'anfang, abandon the Prime Minister's Mansion!"
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The sun was shining brightly, but Chen Luo was not in a good mood.
He had a dream in which Chen Xuan walked up to him with a vague-looking man in her arms, pointed at him and told Chen Luo: "Xiao Luo, this is your brother-in-law!"
Portrayal of Chen Luo's mood: Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is blowing...
Fortunately, this is a dream!
But--
Dreams will eventually come true!
Adjust your mentality!
Chen Luo opened his eyes and saw a forest of flowers in front of him.
Yes, Chen Luo needs to take two steps to sleep now. First fall asleep in the outside world, enter the dreamland of flowers, and then fall asleep in the flower forest. This kind of falling asleep in stages is like a step where you can scroll through Douyin for another two hours after going to bed even though you are obviously too sleepy.
Luckily he doesn't suffer from insomnia!
Chen Luo opened his eyes again, and what came into view was a man's face.
"Sir, you wake up..."
Chen Luo subconsciously punched out. The man tilted his head slightly and dodged Chen Luo's attack. He looked aggrieved and said, "Master, why did you attack me!"
Only then did Chen Luo realize that this man was Ji Zhong. The two had reached an agreement yesterday, and Ji Zhong would stay with Chen Luo as a bodyguard.
"Brother Ji, you'd better not appear next to me when I sleep in the future." Chen Luo looked serious.
"Why? As the young master's bodyguard, I should be by his side anytime and anywhere!"
"I love killing people in my dreams!"
"No, I've been watching for three hours. The young master sleeps very well and only occasionally talks in his sleep."
"What did I say..."
"orthopedics……"
Chen Luo: (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;)))
"Sir, what is orthopedics?"
"A branch of medicine devoted to the treatment of injuries to bones."
Chen Luo was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ji Zhong. He stood up from the bed and asked doubtfully: "Where is Xiaohuan?"
Ji Zhong replied: "Many servants came today. Xiaohuan accompanied Miss Xuan and Uncle Ping to make arrangements in the front yard."
Chen Luo nodded. It seemed that the servants in the mansion were finally back.
"Are the dull and boring days of the rich second generation finally about to begin?" Chen Luo was secretly proud and walked out of the room, Ji Zhong quickly followed.
Chen Luo frowned: "Ji Zhong, your health has just improved, why don't you go back to your room and rest. I'm not in any danger now."
"No need. Young Master, didn't you say you would continue writing "The Swordsman" today?"
"Well...I'm going to wash my face and have breakfast first."
Ji Zhong suddenly grabbed Chen Luo's hand, and Chen Luo was shocked: "Brother Ji, you..."
"Master, don't waste your time walking. I'll take you faster!"
"A little bit of awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind... let's go!"
Your sister, how big is the backyard in total, and you can still flash through the wall!
