Xian Dynasty Era

Chapter 83 To govern its country, one must govern its officials

When Su Zhao heard this, he didn't find it strange that Situ, one of the six officials, was the assistant of Yin and Yang, and was a high-ranking nobleman. How could Meng Jichang be willing to become an official and return home with his grandchildren?

Not to mention other things, people go to cool down the tea, the day before yesterday was full of people, and there was an endless stream of cars and horses, this scene will never be seen again.

Su Zhao smiled, with deep eyes, and said: "Meng Qing misunderstood, she just sympathized with Meng Qing's body, and wanted to change Meng Qing to a more noble job. Now that Yushitai was first built, it is like a big country like Qin , Yushitai is the chief inspector, and his position is not inferior to the six officials, so it does not mean that he has humiliated Meng Qing."

Hearing this, Meng Jichang paused, and his heart couldn't help but struggle.

"Meng Qing has always been a gentle and kind elder. He should have known that although he seldom practiced the country, he always had an uplifting thought. He heard the words of the sages: the official is the fundamental principle of the people, so the sage governs the officials but not the people. However, thinking that if you want to rule a country, you must rule its officials, Yushitai only invites a respectful elder like Meng Qing to be in charge, so that he can help Gu Gu revitalize his discipline and work hard to govern." Su Zhao raised his hand when he was speaking. A cup of tea is served with both hands.

Meng Ji saw this, and his heart became more and more bitter, knowing that if he didn't drink this cup of tea today, he would be in great trouble in the future.

"Old minister obeys." Meng Jichang took the teacup and drank it respectfully.

When Su Zhao saw it, he smiled and said, "It's already noon, Meng Qing might as well have dinner here."

Meng Jichang said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Su Zhao ordered the eunuch to order You Jiang to pass on the meal, and during the meal, he comforted Meng Jichang with warm words for a while, and finally gave him a hundred bolts of silk and a pearl, which was regarded as a compliment for his knowledge and interest.

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In the afternoon, in the scorching summer, Su Zhao changed into light and casual clothes, walked out of the Zhongyuan Hall calmly, joined Wei Xiangge, and left the palace.

"Xiang Ge, I'll see that Concubine Hua later..." Su Zhao took the girl's slender hand and reminded her again.

"You've said it several times, and I can memorize it. I won't be as knowledgeable as her by then." Wei Xiangge scolded. In fact, she is not jealous, but she just doesn't like Concubine Hua's voice. A monk, but it happens...

The two walked slowly and came to a teahouse, the teahouse was two stories high, and it was named Tingyu Pavilion. This was the place I had previously agreed with Concubine Hua. Rest and listen to books.

In a person's life, what he encounters and does is only one person's opinion. If you can use the stories in the book to appreciate the other person's experience, it will be of great benefit to your mind and character.

This side, because there was a large audience, Su Zhao withdrew his palm with a little "effort", which caused Wei Xiangge to hum softly.

Walking up to the second floor and entering through the curtain, Hua Feiyin changed back to the big nun's robes of the past, and her hair like a waterfall of blue hair was tied up by it. At this moment, the beautiful Yanni propped up her chin with one hand, under Chunshan's black eyebrows , the eyes full of autumn water, showing a look of ecstasy.

The storyteller below is telling a mythical story from the previous dynasty, about a young sword fairy who slays and slays demons.

"Listen to me, all the judges. The sword fairy stepped into the southern wasteland to look for the trace of the flying zombie. I saw miasma everywhere, green mist, and bursts of laughter came from the miasma..."

"Are you here?" Concubine Hua raised her head when she heard the footsteps coming from a distance, and an imperceptible joy flashed in her sweet and soft voice.

However, when Fang turned his head, seeing the two people who entered hand in hand, Yingying's eyes stayed on Wei Xiangge for a while, and he frowned and said: "Su Hou, didn't we agree, why are outsiders involved?"

Su Zhao's face paused, but he was keenly aware of Hua Feiyin's name change, and felt amused in his heart, but he still explained: "Feiyin, Xiangge is from the great sect of the Immortal Dao, and if we enter the secret realm of the Immortal Garden together, you and I can do it too." It’s not worth it if you have an extra share.”

Concubine Hua was silent for a moment when she heard the words, and finally sighed softly, saying: "All right."

She doesn't have any bad feelings towards Wei Xiangge, although she doesn't know why he targeted her, but she doesn't know the same as this little girl.

Wei Xiangge at the side, perhaps because of Su Zhao's words of advice just now, played some role, that is, Yingying sat on the side, with a gentle, quiet and obedient appearance, just peeking at Concubine Hua with her bright eyes from time to time.

At this time, the storyteller in the teahouse below, with a "swipe", spread his folding fan, and said loudly: "I saw the sword fairy opening his sword, and with a sword, a white rainbow suddenly appeared, cutting through the boundless miasma, and went straight to fly!" Go away with a stiff head, and in an instant, the sound of screams rang out around..."

Su Zhao said with a smile: "This storyteller is really interesting, he tells the story of the sword fairy so vividly, it's as if he saw it himself."

Wei Xiangge's brows were condensed, and he said softly: "This Jing Kai, I have heard of his name, it should be an elder of Jiange from Zhentian Sword Sect. I heard that this person now has flying Immortal Dao Xing, this story was spread by the fairy tales in the early years, but I didn't expect it to spread to the Su country."

Su Zhao smiled and thought, if one day I get what I want, after thousands of years, I don't know how this world will spread my story.

Of course, this is going too far, Su Zhao dispelled this idea.

I don't know if seeing Su Zhao's thoughtful appearance, he thought he was puzzled, Hua Feiyin answered and explained: "Suppressing Heaven Sword Sect, located in Yiqing Mountain of Qi State, a member of the same sect, cultivates the longevity sword, and the same as Lu State. Tongming Sword Sect is the leader of Xuanmen Immortal Sect's swordsmanship. At the Yulan Fa Conference, I have seen the disciples of the younger generation of the two sects. They have awe-inspiring sword spirit and participate in both martial arts and martial arts. In terms of cultivation, they are indeed rare in the world. Some are young and handsome."

"How is it compared to Su Zhao?" Wei Xiangge's bright eyes gleamed, looking fixedly at Hua Feiyin, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

Hearing this, Su Zhao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Wei Xiangge helplessly. However, he was also curious about how Hua Feiyin would answer, but his expression was normal, not showing the slightest bit.

Concubine Hua smiled softly, looked at Su Zhao who seemed to be indifferent, but smiled without saying a word.

Wei Xiangge curled his lips and snorted, but did not continue to ask. The question just now is dangerous. No matter how Hua Feiyin answers, it means comparison. in the same position.

However, if a monk said against his will that Yinghuo was better than Haoyue, it would be looked down upon by others, so Hua Feiyin just laughed and said nothing.

Su Zhao's eyes moved slightly, his face was slightly dazed, and there was a faint feeling of a master's move, a sword, a sword, and a moment of silence, then changed the topic and said: "It's getting late, let's start."

Concubine Hua nodded her head, so she sent the money and called the four middle-aged nuns next door, and they left Tingyu Pavilion.

After leaving Wenyi City, it didn't take long to travel five miles away from the Chengguan.

Among the dense forests, the mist persisted. Occasionally, a rabbit broke in, turned around a few times suddenly, and appeared on the grassy mound beside it. The rabbit's eyes showed bursts of confusion.

In the hazy mist, there is an orchard that has not been completed for a long time. The surrounding area is built with thorny vines and green walls. Reed canopies are set up in the garden, bamboos are cut into rafters, and grass is covered with the roof. Although it is somewhat crude and rough , but not low.

At this moment, more than a dozen monks with turbans on their heads and holding knives were standing guard in all directions.

At this moment, in front of an ancient well, Toutuo Mengkui of Guangning Temple, wearing a loose monk robe, was sitting on the edge of the well, holding a Jiedao in one hand, with a gloomy face at the moment, looking at the water in the well below, dazed.

Thinking of what Hua Feiyin said to him the day before yesterday, I still felt depressed.

I am suffering from the real fire of samadhi, and I haven't settled with that person yet, but I don't want to let him enter the secret realm of the fairy garden and share a chance, it is really aggrieved.

It's just that, facing the opportunity, how can we just sit back and look at the treasure mountain and return empty-handed, and then enter the secret realm of the fairy garden, let's see our respective methods.

(End of this chapter)