Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 389 Since the sage is the father of the king, all the people in the world are my brothers and sisters

Xian Yunzi muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to neglect.

After dusting off his Taoist robe and straightening his Taoist crown, he looked solemn and swung his hands to strike a formula.

After some respectful prayers, the half catty of frozen persimmons covered with hoarfrost were enshrined on the incense table.

Then he polished the cinnabar, picked up a pen and wrote three amulets for avoiding disasters, and presented them with both hands to the distinguished guest who was looking at the statue of the City God.

"Master Daoist, may I ask City God, can those little gods and wild gods who are enshrined in incense walk in the two worlds of yin and yang?"

Ji Yuan asked suddenly.

He thought of the faintly unusual old man Shen.

Logically speaking, the separation of yin and yang is a rule set before the immemorial calamity.

Even people who walk in the shadows are not able to go deep into the underworld and set foot in the old land.

Not to mention, breaking into the underworld in person.

But the first time Old Man Shen appeared was in the Town God's Temple in Yangjian.

See you again for the second time, and change to the Yin Temple next to the Baigujiang Ferry.

Does this mean that old man Shen has the powerful ability to walk yin and yang in the true sense?

"The respected guest does not know that the city god has a long history. At first, those loyal ministers and generals were sacrificed, and the local people often set up shrines for them.

It's just that people in the Confucian school often don't talk about strange powers and gods, and want to be famous in history, but they don't want to be incensed, which is easy to damage their vitality.

Later, after the rise and fall of Buddhism and Taoism several times, when Taoism was prosperous, the city god was regarded as the "Yang Guan" to guard the city and protect one side.

For example, in the Great Song Dynasty, famous writers wrote sacrificial rites, mentioning that 'officials do their best, gods bless their spirits, each fulfills his duties, and is worthy of the people', in order to show respect and original status.

When Buddhism flourished, the city god was accepted as the underworld, and it was called the "Yin Official".

People don't care so much, just burn incense.

In addition, throughout the dynasties, the emperors all respected the city god as a god.

It can be said that this incense has lasted for 3000 years, and gradually it has reached its current peak. "

Miao Zhuxian Yunzi laughed and spoke eloquently.

"So, the status of the City God is very unusual, not inferior to the ancient legend of the Three Divisions and Six Cases.

Moreover, after the founding of the country, this pilgrim has been canonized many times and has been continuously elevated.

In terms of the power of incense alone, it is far better than Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Emperor Fengdu.

Especially the City God of the World, even more amazing.

Though never manifested, the golden body shall not be removed.

But...it is very likely that he is the only righteous god in the world.

After all, people like Sanqing, Buddha, etc., have already joined the Tao. "

Ji Yuan nodded slightly, he had also speculated before.

When the saint canonize the city god of the world, does he have the same thoughts as the ancient Taoism and Buddhism?

He intends to re-establish the two realms of yin and yang, so as to prevent the situation where humans and ghosts live together from aggravating and causing great chaos.

"So, honorable guest, the answer to the question you just raised is self-evident.

The City God is both a 'yang official' and a 'yin official',
It is still the orthodox dynasty, receiving the incense of the secular world.

Walking through Yin and Yang, but just waiting.

Not to mention the city gods of the world, even those county and state city gods have many stories of being holy in the world.

For example, entrusting dreams to elders who died not long ago, admonishing country women who chew their tongues, and even reviving ghosts to express their grievances...these are all kinds of things.

Otherwise, how could the common people believe in it and often burn incense and pray for blessings.

And because of this, many small gods and wild gods also took shelter under the Temple of the City God,

Such as the "fairy family" outside the pass, the ear reward god and so on. "

Xian Yunzi smiled slightly, there is no temple or Taoist temple in the world that can compete with the city god for incense.

Shengdou Xiaomin is the most pragmatic, and pays attention to the method of "whoever believes in whom".

"Thank you for clarifying."

Ji Yuan was thoughtful, his eyes flickering.

From this point of view, old man Shen is not the god of the underworld, but more like belonging to the city god system.

Or, listen to his big tone.

It may be that you are the city god who is in charge of a county or a state.

Since ancient times, there have been many famous ministers with good reputations after their death.

Let the admirable people take the initiative to petition and beg the court to bestow the example of the City God.

Anyway, those who can enter the Yin Temple are definitely not people in the Yang world.

After receiving the three amulets, Ji Yuan took a last look at the majestic and awe-inspiring statue of the City God.

He took out 100 taels of treasure notes, handed them to Xian Yunzi as money for sesame oil, and then left the main hall.

During this period, he took a detour to Gonghoufang and picked a tea house to rest.

Looking at the Duke of Liang's mansion, which was extremely noisy today, from a distance, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Zhao, what happened?"

"Haven't you heard? Last night, the Shuiyun Nunnery was haunted by ghosts, which frightened the third lady of Liang Guogong who was in charge of cleaning her hair!"

"There are other anecdotes?"

"You're behind in this news, old Wang, not only the third lady, hehe, but also Young Master Xu."

"The Xu family? Young master? That high school champion, Xu Huaiying who went to Zhenwu Mountain to be a Taoist priest on the day he went to the South Korean government to pick up his bride?"

"I'm afraid there is something strange about it? Lonely men and widows, going to a nunnery privately? Could it be..."

"Don't say anything, let the servants of the Duke of Liang's mansion hear it, we will suffer."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that Xu Huaiying pushed the marriage of the Korean government's mansion with one heart and one mind, but turned around and hooked up with the third lady of the Liangguo mansion..."

"..."

Teahouses and restaurants are not only for storytelling and music, but also for inquiring about news.

This kind of place is mixed with good and bad people, and people of all colors chat and talk.

As long as you observe carefully, you can always gain a lot.

"Xu Huaiying was eaten clean by the God Owl King, and Yang Ping'er was also reduced to the Yin Furnace. Although he was not killed, the way of the Yin Division was robbed by thunder, so there is no reason for him to survive."

Ji Yuan took a sip of the fragrant tea, distracted himself and invited out the three mountains and nine princes to set up an altar.

He dipped his finger in water, drew a symbol on the table and summoned Liu Ding Liujia, and sneaked into Liang Guogong's mansion.

After all, seeing is false and hearing is false, and you need to see to determine the truth.

Liu Ding Liujia walked through the wall and aisle, avoiding those guards with strong blood.

Following the two grumbling old ladies, they came to Yang Ping'er's boudoir.

The third lady of Liang Guogong who has the appearance of a fairy and is ethereal.

At this time, he was sitting on the ground blankly, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

There was still saliva hanging from the side of the mouth, although the maid wiped it off with a handkerchief, it didn't take long for it to flow again.

No matter how those old ladies helped and coaxed her, Yang Ping'er was unwilling to get up.

In the past, the charming and charming lady of the country, who paid attention to etiquette in every move, seemed to have completely become stupid.

"No wonder she was so frightened that she lost her soul. Of the three souls and seven souls in her body, only one life soul was left, and the rest were all gone."

Ji Yuan's eyes reflected what Liu Ding Liujia saw, and then he grabbed a wisp of energy from the air and threw it into the map of the emperor's way of heaven.

The radiance is rippling, reflecting fate.

【Yang Pinger】

【Fate: Lonely Swallow Flying in the Sky】

[Fate number: Revere God (green), Yin Furnace (green), Confused Heart (White), Crisp Body (White), Light as a Swallow (White), Childless (White), Stupid (Grey), Lost Soul (Grey) ), dementia (gray)]

"The purple fate [Xianzi] is gone, but there are three more gray fates."

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, he shook his head and said with a smile:
"It's fine if you don't die, but Shuiyun Nunnery will have to bear the wrath of Liang Guo's government and Zhenwu Mountain.

No matter how good that master Bingqing is, she might not be able to cover it up. "

He finished his cup of tea and wiped off the water stains on the table.

Go downstairs to Datongfang.

It's more than half of the time, it's time for me to leave Beijing, and I still have some trivial things to do.

Once the results are confirmed, there is no need to delay.

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East Palace, Nuan Pavilion.

Bai Hanzhang is discussing state affairs with Tang Zhengyang, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, and two ministers, Lu Zhang and Guo Bang.

The early spring is approaching, the military salary to be allocated, the silver taels for disaster relief, and the taxes collected this year...

Many important matters related to the running of the dynasty, the national economy and the people's livelihood must be decided by His Royal Highness, who has supervised the country for 20 years.

"Your Highness, are you going to measure the fields of the world?"

Tang Zhengyang, Minister of the Household Department, was sweating slightly on his forehead, holding a book of documents in his hand, and bent down to ask.

"Can't Tang Shangshu read? Or can't understand the 'Eight Items of Qingzhang Tianliang' proposed by Zhou Jueming, a doctor in charge of the Ministry of Officials?"

Bai Hanzhang frowned, as if he was very displeased.

"My minister thought..."

Tang Zhengyang, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, felt a turmoil in his heart at this moment, paused for a while, and then replied:

"First of all, the doctor in the palm of the official department should not interfere with the affairs of the household department.

Secondly, with Zhou Jueming's official position, he doesn't have the right to submit a letter to the East Palace directly, which is already an act of arrogance.

Finally, Your Highness needs to know that when the sage established his country, he had already measured it once.
Qi trainers from Qintianjian were also used to compile a "fish scale book" to record in detail the number of acres of land for each household in each township.

Weichen believes that now that the national treasury is full, there is no need to... mobilize the masses. "

The two servants Lu and Guo held their breaths and concentrated, as if they were silent, not daring to make a sound.

They all knew that their Master Shangshu was intending to reject the strategy of measuring the land proposed by Zhou Jueming, the doctor in charge of the Ministry of Officials.

And the reason is that Tang Zhengyang, nicknamed "Eight Winds Can't Move", who never leans against a certain mountain, can dare to contradict the East Palace.

It can be seen that this matter has a lot to do with it!

You must know that the household department is in charge of the territory, fields, household registration, taxes, salaries and all financial matters of the Jing Dynasty, which can be called the court's purse.

Usually, no matter how His Highness the Crown Prince extended his hand, Tang Zhengyang would always agree.

Even Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan, which are like gold-swallowing behemoths, eat tens of millions of taels of silver a year.

The household minister also gritted his teeth and gave it, never refusing.

Because of this, he is often ridiculed privately by Yan Wang's party as a "soft bone".

But today, for the first time, I was "hardened" in order to measure the field.

"Tang Shangshu has concerns in his heart? You might as well just say it directly, and take it as an analysis of the pros and cons for me."

Bai Hanzhang tapped his fingers, and looked at Hubu Shangshu whose forehead was covered with sweat.

The power of supervising the country, the prestige of the crown prince, plus a grand and strong spirit like a mountain.

Tang Zhengyang, who was also at the fourth level of martial arts, immediately felt great pressure.

He rolled his throat twice, and said in a deep voice:
"It's not that the humble minister has selfish intentions and is unwilling to accept this strategy.

Rather... Once the measurement field is promulgated and pushed down, the implications will be wide and deep, enough to destabilize the court.

Don't His Highness know that when the sage cleared the land of the whole country, he killed six palace masters and fifteen governors of the seven southern mansions,
He dismissed two ministers of the household department one after another, and killed a minister of the household department in court.

In the end, the guards were mobilized to wipe out the nine local tyrants,

He was copied and beheaded all over the house, and his head was hung to show the public.

Only then did the fish scale book stored in the Ministry of Households come into existence!

Now the country is peaceful, the weather is smooth, and the national treasury is full.

Even though the cost of nine sides is very heavy, it can be maintained.

Your Highness... why bother to think about it.

I implore, take it back! "

At the end, the Minister of the Household Department fell to his knees and kowtowed repeatedly.

Lu and Guo, two servants, saw the same thing.

"Tang Shangshu, get up, what you said just now, I am very clear in my heart.

I also know where your concerns lie.

It has been 60 years since the land was last measured.

Among other things, Duke Liang alone has more than 150 farmlands in Daming Mansion, and this is not counting the extensive farmland in the south of the Yangtze River.

And seven-tenths of the land in his hometown, Yifu, belonged to several adopted sons and housekeepers.

Although Zhao Wulie, the head of the Thirteen Taibao, has been in the army all year round, he owns a full [-] mu of fertile land in Hengzhou and Luozhou!

Tang Shangshu, tell me, how many people can be supported by [-] mu of fertile land? ! "

Bai Hanzhang's words are calm and powerful, just like the clanging of metal and iron, bursting out with clangs.

A look of embarrassment flashed across Tang Zhengyang's eyes, and his waist, which had just stood up straight, immediately bent down.

"Don't Shangshu Tang know, or dare not tell? Well, I will explain it to you today.

Jingchao's southern paddy fields yielded two stones per mu, which is considered a good harvest, while the dry land in the north produced about one stone.

And for a man in his prime, he eats at least six stones of rice a year.

For those who practice martial arts, the consumption will be even greater.

A family of four needs at least twenty acres of land to survive.

The adopted son of only one Duke of the State monopolizes the land that can feed [-] households.

Let me ask you, how many princes are there in this dynasty?How many princes are there?

The disciples and old officials under them, the guest ministers and staff who joined them, the military nobles who have made great contributions to the dragon, and the small officials and county officials who are attached to and filial... How many fields have each acquired?

If this layer is layered, Tang Shangshu still wants to talk nonsense to the palace. The people in the 49 mansions of the Jing Dynasty all live and work in peace and contentment, and can eat well? !
Hearing the words, Tang Zhengyang was struck by lightning, his stooped body completely collapsed.

Every word and every question of Bai Hanzhang is like a knife point piercing into the bottom of my heart, disturbing my internal organs.

This is not only the luck of the dragon, the orthodox position, and the suppression of the courtiers.

He is also the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace and the Crown Prince of the Supervisory Kingdom, who has the heart to punish the second-rank civil servants.

In the past, in a high position, you can weigh the pros and cons, and you can turn a blind eye to the bottom.

Still maintain the majestic awe-inspiring aura that fills the universe.

But now being severely questioned by His Highness the Crown Prince, the Wen Gong and Wen Xin condensed by the Four Heavens became unstable in an instant and almost collapsed.

"Tang Shangshu, you just said that the treasury is full, you are indeed right.

But Ben Gong has a doubt, why the tax is reduced every year even though the national treasury is full.

But in Xuzhou and Chizhou in Guangshen Mansion, Chengzhou and Yuezhou in Liaodong... all poor households starved to death, violently died on the street?

It's the fields of the 49th mansion of the Jing Dynasty. Can't it support so many people?Or is it that the palace didn't allocate food for disaster relief?

Or, are you parents and officials who live on the king's salary, wantonly exploiting their people and taking good land as private property? "

Bai Hanzhang seemed to be furious, and even in a rare rage, he threw the memorial in his hand, and then said in a cold voice:

"Tang Shangshu, take a good look at what is written in Zhou Jueming's notebook!
"The powerful merged, and the poor lost their homes.The private sector is getting richer, the public office is getting poorer, the country is deficient and the people are poorer, this is the real problem'!
As the Minister of the Household Department, is it possible that... you really didn't notice it at all? "

Tang Zhengyang's face was pale, and he didn't know how to answer.

He felt bitter as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

I am no more than a second-rank, how to measure and count the fertile land and private property occupied by the princes of the dynasty and even the vassal kings?
"The humble minister... is ineffective in handling affairs, neglects his duties, is ashamed of the mighty emperor's grace, and ashamed of His Highness's cultivation!

If you are willing, please return to your hometown! "

After thinking for a while, Tang Zhengyang, who had gathered his mind a little, knocked his head heavily and said on his knees.

Bai Hanzhang, who was originally furious, had a very obvious look of disappointment in his eyes.

I would rather resign than take this responsibility.

The same is true for the six ministers, and the officials under them can be imagined.

"Ji Jiulang is too few after all, a divine sword is not enough to level the world and rectify the morals of the world."

For no reason, Bai Hanzhang thought of the young Qianhu who watched eagles and wolves, sighed softly, and said coldly:

"I'm sure, a minister of the household department can't stop Donggong's determination.

Since the sage is the father of the monarch, the people of the world are the brothers of the palace.

No matter how powerful the Duke is, no matter how powerful his powerful roots are, would he dare to snatch the land from me? "

Tang Zhengyang was silent, but he couldn't help but disagree in his heart. He felt that His Royal Highness, who had supervised the country for 20 years, was too good at talking about scenes.

Throughout the ages, every generation of emperors wanted to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, boasting that they love the people like their sons.

But who really did it?
Not enthroned yet.

Just put on the airs of Mingjun.

Is it possible that you really dare to attack the Duke of the State, Wu Xun, nobles, powerful and so on.

The sage killed so much that he bled and drifted, and he was able to suppress all the officials with his own strength.

But His Royal Highness, can you do it?
Tang Zhengyang's thoughts flickered, and he resigned again with a blank face, and slowly exited the Snapper.

Lu and Guo, the two ministers of the household department, were trembling, for fear that His Royal Highness would help them up and supervise the implementation of this policy.

That way, the black gauze hats on their heads might not last long.

"Let's all go back."

Bai Hanzhang pressed down on the returning memorial to the State Policy, and rubbed the space between his tired brows.

After sitting on the big case, he finally realized what his father meant by "a lonely family".

Not long after, the valet Chen Gui bent over and came in, softly said:
"Your Highness, the Crown Princess has been waiting for you for a long time.

She said that today, no matter what, she must seek an explanation. "

Bai Hanzhang was slightly taken aback, frowned and asked:

"What do you say?"

Stereotype whispered:
"The third young lady of the Duke's Mansion of Liang State ran into evil spirits in the Shuiyun Nunnery, and was frightened into a fool by the furtive things.

The princess thought that this matter had something to do with Ji Qianhu. "

Bai Hanzhang slapped the big case hard with the palm of his hand, causing the memorials piled up like a hill to fall and scatter.

"Ridiculous! It's getting more and more unruly!

Give me a ride! "

Chen Gui was slightly taken aback, and asked cautiously:

"Your Highness is going...to the Crown Princess?"

Bai Hanzhang glanced sideways, and said angrily:

"Leave the palace and go to the city gate.

Today Ji Jiulang leaves Beijing, I will see him again.

A woman interfering in government affairs, if not for the sake of being pregnant with a grandson, my palace... Huh!

Hurry up to make arrangements, family affairs and state affairs are bothering you, so Ben Gong goes out to take a breather. "

Chen Gui bowed in response and exited the Nuan Pavilion, thinking to himself:
"Ji Qianhu's kindness is so important that it is probably unique in the whole court.

Even the princess can't touch this one, the future is really limitless. "

　ps: Five thousand words, the second update~
ps2: In response to the reader, why didn’t Ji Yuan think that old man Shen was a saint? According to the perspective in the book, he first had to realize that a saint who has been in seclusion for 20 years has already left the seclusion and can move between Yin and Yang. Secondly, the sage is already "dead", otherwise a Yin Temple would not be able to be erected, and then the sage has four princes and the old man has four sons, completing the speculation that the old man is a sage.But to be honest, it is impossible for you to presume that your tablemate is the son of Brother Xiaoma just because your tablemate’s surname is Ma, you have a mysterious origin, the parents’ association has never been there, there is a butler who drives you to pick you up after school, and your family is extremely rich. ?

ps3: It’s not arguing, just clarifying my personal thinking. Once the content produced by the author is published, paying readers enjoy the right to comment freely. If some readers are not satisfied, it must be that my expression is not clear enough, and there are some flaws in the expression. This led to this problem. Actually, I shouldn’t have written it clearly, but when I wrote the chapter about the Town God’s Temple, I found that some readers didn’t understand the hint, so I wanted to write it clearly, but if it was too clear, the reader would understand again. I think, is Ji Yuan blind? It's so obvious that he can't see it?

ps4: All in all, my level is lacking, let’s improve slowly, I’m too sleepy after writing, so I fell asleep.

　
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