(This chapter was basically written by me on YY. It was a bit fun, but I hesitated for a long time after finishing it and didn’t dare to post it. I personally like to read historical articles. I think those who can write historical articles are all great people, and it is more difficult than writing cool articles about systems. Too much.)
Half a month later.
Fengdu Kingdom, Zhengyang County.
The area of Fengdu Kingdom is several times that of Yue Kingdom and is divided into forty-nine counties. The area of each county is equivalent to a state of Yue Kingdom.
As the most powerful sect in the Righteous Alliance, second only to the Taiyi Sect, Haoran Pavilion's overall strength is far beyond that of the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom.
The ten surrounding counties, including Zhengyang County, are all under Haoran Pavilion's sphere of influence. Flying more than five thousand miles west from the county city, deep in the mountains, is where Haoran Pavilion's sect is located.
Haoran Pavilion has the inheritance of Confucianism cultivators. Confucianism and Taoism skills need to cultivate the aura of Haoran before they can be practiced. The stronger the aura of Haoran, the more effective it will be with half the effort.
In these ten states, under the special control and influence of Haoran Pavilion, the literary style flourished, and academies were everywhere in major cities.
I dare not say that the current land of ten counties does not pick up relics on the road, but at least the people are wealthy and live and work in peace and contentment, and even the scholars who are officials rarely exploit the people at the bottom.
Because in their opinion, how can a mere amount of money compare to the gentlemanly behavior in their hearts and their own reputation?
History is a cycle. In fact, there have been countless scenes in the past where scholars formed cliques to prey on the common people.
There are basically no fools among scholars who can become officials, and ordinary people have limited knowledge and experience.
Once these people prey on the common people, they are countless times more sophisticated than the bandit leaders. It is not an exaggeration to describe them as breaking bones and sucking marrow. They even count the money for others stupidly when the common people are sold.
The life and death of the common people is actually not that important to immortal cultivators, but the virtue of scholars has touched the reverse scale of Haoran Pavilion.
Because how can such a scholar develop such awe-inspiring aura? There is a lot of corruption and shamelessness.
Therefore, every ten or twenty years, Haoran Pavilion will clean up the filth and restore the common world to purity, so that more good seedlings can be born in the common world.
Later, Haoran Pavilion discovered that keeping some rotten fish and shrimps could stimulate the fighting spirit of young scholars. They will burst out with dazzling brilliance by fighting against corrupt officials, and it will be easier for them to develop a noble spirit.
Where there is darkness, the light becomes warmer and brighter.
Every few years or more in the land of ten counties, there will be dramas where gods appear and become disciples, leaving behind various legends.
There are dozens of countries in Tiannan, and there are countless sects practicing and inheriting.
Sword cultivation, magic cultivation, body cultivation, blood cultivation, law cultivation, puppet mastering, beast mastering, weapon refining, talisman making, formations, etc.
And Confucianism cultivators are also so unique among the many cultivation inheritances.
Qifeng Street.
Although Zhengyang County has hundreds of streets, this street is the favorite place for literati and poets to stop.
The best restaurants and teahouses in the county, the oldest Four Treasures Store, bookstores, and even the most famous brothel, Zhuyun Tower, are all gathered here.
At this time, the Zhuyun Tower was buzzing with people because a monthly literary fight was being held today.
The judges are Mr. Wu, the fifth in command of Zhengyang County, Mr. Hu, the deputy director of Yunlu Academy with a long tradition, and Mr. Liu, a guest of every major brothel, who never spends money.
Many young girls in the fenced stands were looking at the handsome man on the central platform with burning eyes, laughing and coquettishly talking to each other.
After the three judges not far away exchanged opinions with each other, one of them, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, stood up and said loudly:
"Stick to the green mountains and never let go. The roots are still in the broken rocks. It has been strong despite being struck by the wind, east, west, north and south. Although the language of this poem about bamboo and stone by Mr. Han Li is simple, it has profound meaning and vividly demonstrates the perseverance of bamboo. "
"If you don't have any other masterpieces, Mr. Han Li won all three poetry competitions today among the three friends of Suihan."
From this poem, we can understand that this "Master Han Li" is Jiang Yun himself.
Jiang Yun arrived in Fengdu Country more than ten days ago.
Due to some reasons, he had to wait for a while. Jiang Yun was originally going to find an inn to retreat, but when he saw the scene of the flourishing literary style in this county, his heart was disturbed.
Jiang Yun was immediately overjoyed. So he wandered around the county town.
At first glance, it seems that Jiang Yun is pretending to be cool in front of others, visiting Goulan brothels, chatting and laughing with girls from good families, but in fact, he is sharpening his Taoist heart and experiencing the various scenes of the world under the lights of ordinary families. By the way, people in this world can experience the brilliant culture of the previous life on earth.
As for why he used Han Li's name, it was just a whim.
After more than ten days, Jiang Yun found that his cultivation level had increased a little.
Speaking of which, Jiang Yun has been practicing for nearly 130 years, but he has been so busy that he really has no time to travel around the world and settle down.
Jiang Yun had previously said that his apprentice Long Hao's cultivation level had increased too quickly and that he needed to travel and settle down in the secular world. In fact, his own cultivation level was not much different.
Facts have proved that the famous poems on earth are no different in the mortal world.
Some of the scholars in the audience were distressed and admired, but no one came on stage, and the "Master Han Li" was finally announced as the winner.
Everyone thought that "Mr. Han Li" would go to the private room on the top floor after winning, but they did not expect that "Mr. Han Li" gave a polite salute to the three judges and strode away.
You must know that in the private room are the only two women in Zhuyun Tower who have won the title of Oiran. One is good at guzheng and the other is good at sword dancing. One of the rewards for winning is talking all night long.
More things can happen if we are talking happily and look at each other, but this rarely happens.
As long as one woman in the county wins the title of Oiran, the brothel where she works will become famous and rank among the top.
These two women are Zhuyun Tower's most important assets. Those who can reach the rank of oiran are all excellent in appearance, intelligence, and emotional intelligence, and they will not give themselves away easily.
Most of the talented people present admired "Master Han Li" for his decisive departure. They asked themselves that they could not be so free and easy.
There are also a small number of people who feel that it is stupid. Wanting to drink tea and chat with the oiran on weekdays is not something that can be done with just a few hundred taels of silver. What's more, two people at the same time cannot be bought with money. It is simply a waste of money.
The eyes of the women who were about to be married were even brighter, and they felt that this "Master Han Li" was a gentleman, completely different from the people they usually encountered in the circle.
Some powerful and favored women in their families even decided to pester their parents and elders to send someone to propose marriage to "Mr. Han Li" after returning home.
After politely declining some people who asked for calligraphy treasures and invited people to the banquet, Jiang Yun walked on the streets that were already in the middle of the year but still as prosperous and bright as day.
Many scholars along the way obviously recognized him and bowed to them, and he responded politely.
In a private seat of a certain teahouse, two immortal cultivators watched Jiang Yun's leaving figure from a distance.
An older male revisionist wearing a blue Confucian robe looked at Jiang Yun with interest and said in a low voice: "The purpose of studying is to gain wisdom and knowledge, but if you want to cultivate a noble spirit, you must combine it with your own life experience." , clearly understand what righteousness in the world is in your heart and implement it."
"Everyone understands the aura of awe-inspiring differently, but all of them are strong-willed people. After cultivating immortals, their Taoist hearts are stable and unshakable."
"This man has some literary talent. I hope he can gain something this time. In the past few years, all I have found are idiots who become more and more stupid as they read."
"The so-called top three scholars I met last time only wrote gorgeous words and no spirit."
Another male correction man in white robes waved the talisman pen in his hand and drew something on a scroll, as if he didn't hear it.
The blue-robed male cultivator was not angry at all. He glanced at the scroll and said helplessly: "The secret technique of manifesting spirits passed down by Elder Lu is to draw patterns on the scrolls and then inject spiritual power and aura of awe into them to manifest against the enemy. All the drawings are spiritual. Beasts, generals and soldiers, or various weapons, like wind and fire balls."
"But Junior Brother, none of the things you are drawing now are true. If Senior Sister and Junior Sister see this thing, your life may be in danger!"
I saw a scene of boating on the lake painted on the scroll. There are two people on the boat embracing each other lovingly.
But the problem is that both of them are women, but one is small and delicate in figure and looks shy, while the other is as heroic as a heroine.
The white-robed male cultivator finished the last stroke, looked at his work with satisfaction, and said indifferently: "What did you say, senior brother? I just saw that the senior sister and junior sister have been following the rules and the styles of their clothes have not changed for more than ten years. Passed. Then I drew some pictures of wearing new clothes."
".Then what are their actions? Why is the senior sister putting her hands on the younger sister's waist, and why is her mouth close to her?"
"It's nothing. The current is strong and the boat is rocking. If you don't hold on to your waist, won't you fall off? It's just because the little junior sister has sand in her eyes. The senior sister can help blow it."
"Where does the sand come from on the lake?"
"It's not important. Senior brother, don't forget your own mission. If you can find a good seedling, the reward from the sect plus your savings will be enough to buy that Mo Qi Seal. It will be the best magic weapon you have dreamed of. "
When the male cultivator in blue robe heard this, he no longer paid attention to the content in the painting. After all, it was not him who was beaten after the incident. He nodded and said:
"What junior brother said is reasonable, but this matter can only depend on luck and cannot be forced."
"I have been here for three years as a monk on duty in this county. I have indeed found some true spiritual roots and false spiritual roots, but at the same time, I have not developed any aura of awe-inspiring power. I am really worried to death!"
"Okay, it's time for me to test that little friend Han Li. I hope he can give me a surprise."
Soon after, Jiang Yun returned to the inn where he stayed.
The innkeeper and waiter had already prepared hot water and meals in the guest room where he usually stayed. These days, because of Mr. Han Li's stay, their store's business had doubled.
After returning to the room and closing the door, Jiang Yungang sat cross-legged on the couch and meditated when he suddenly looked in a certain direction.
"Here comes a little guy who is in the early stages of foundation building."
(End of chapter)
