A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"Officials are reading your book, and even saints are reading it."

Chen Zhongheng pointed out his purpose of leaving the palace: Brother, your book is very popular, very popular!

Ahem!

Shen An felt proud, but looked melancholy, "What a pity, what a pity!"

He was so melancholy that Chen Zhongheng asked, "What's the pity?"

Shen An had a look of pain on his face, "It hurts to lose a penny if I sell a copy of this book."

"You..." Chen Zhongheng was looking around, and Zhuang Laoshi asked, "What are you looking for, Chen Douzhi? Just tell the villain."

Chen Zhongheng scolded: "Your husband is shameless. Find a stick. I will fight with him today!"

Zhuang Laoshi had a dark look on his face, and Chen Zhongheng said angrily: "I heard someone say something from an official a while ago... There are three immortalities. The supreme one has moral conduct, the second is meritorious service, and the third is establishing words. Even if it is not abolished for a long time, this is called immortality." "

Shen An smiled, feeling that he was immortal at this moment.

"Your husband is the best in this dynasty for his meritorious service and his reputation...Now that miscellaneous studies have come out, paper in Bianliang is very expensive. What is this if he doesn't establish his reputation?"

"In the former Tang Dynasty, Kong Yingda said that establishing virtue means creating laws and giving generously to the people." " Zhuang Laoshi suddenly became serious, and he looked almost like a great scholar, "My husband overcame obstacles for the new law and benefited the world. The Shen family donates countless amounts of money every year, benefiting the elderly all over the world... A hundred years from now, who dares to say that my husband is not immortal? "

Chen Zhongheng didn't expect that Zhuang Laoshi, who was usually flattering and like a traitor, could actually say these words. He couldn't help but sigh: "Yes! Three Immortals! Someone is jealous and feels bad. Ermei..."

Whoosh, Zeng Ermei appeared.

Seeing that it was Chen Zhongheng, Zeng Ermei said confidently: "Chen Douzhi wants hot sauce?"

"Want the hottest one! Otherwise, it will hurt my heart to think that your husband will achieve three immortals in a hundred years and be praised by future generations."

"Three immortals?" Zeng Ermei was stunned for a moment, "If you want to be immortal, it's better to pickle. The more salt you put in, the better. They said that a hundred years ago, someone used salt to pickle meat. If they put too much salt, it would still be the same a hundred years later. OK……"

I'm cured meat?

Shen An said angrily: "Hurry up and go!"

Zeng Ermei didn't know why her husband was angry, so she lowered her head and left.

"My family is unfortunate!" Shen An was embarrassed.

"Bacon? Hahahahaha!" Chen Zhongheng couldn't help laughing. After laughing enough, he gasped and said: "Whoever can make so-and-so immortal, so-and-so is also willing."

"There is a country in the west. When the leader of the country dies, his internal organs will be eviscerated. Then he will be mummified and wrapped in a shroud, which can be preserved for thousands of years...Old Chen, when you go there in the future, can I get you a set?" ?”

Chen Zhongheng was startled by Shen An's smiling face, "Are you lying?"

"I lie to you, you are not human!"

Shen An thought of the mummy.

Wouldn't it be preserved for thousands of years?

Chen Zhongheng shuddered and said, "That's all, I still don't want it."

"Why not? I guarantee that there will be no money." Shen An thought it would be good to have a test product.

"Let's go, there are a lot of things going on in a certain palace." Chen Zhongheng felt itchy all over and ran away in a hurry, as if there was a ghost in the Shen family.

"Hahaha!"

Shen An couldn't help but laugh.

"Congratulations, Sir." Zhuang Laoshi handed over his hands, and then said with excitement: "Lang Jun, after you... become a god, can the villain be buried next to you?"

"Why?" This era pays attention to family cemeteries. Anyone who has the ability is basically buried together in a big family. In this way, even if your descendants die, people from other branches will sacrifice you. In this way, you can eat cold pork, drink wine, and of course, enjoy incense underground.

That's why Zhuang Laoshi's request made Shen An a little stunned, wondering why he didn't want to be buried in his own cemetery?

Zhuang Zhensheng said: "The villain is thinking that Lang Jun will definitely become a saint in the future. When you go to heaven, you can't have anyone around to take care of you. I am willing to follow Lang Jun."

He said it very seriously, even a little panicked, worried that his request was too much.

Shen An was a little confused.

Sanctification and ascension to heaven?

Why don't you go to heaven?

But when he thought about it carefully, he understood the origin of this matter.

Nowadays, people believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. The gods are in the sky, sucking the wind and drinking the dew, and are free and refined.

Zhuang Laoshi felt that Shen An would definitely become a god in the future, so he hoped to follow him to heaven.

What is this called?

When one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?

Shen An thought this was a bit funny, but when he saw the seriousness on Zhuang Laoshi's face, he was shocked.

"good!"

He nodded in agreement, thinking it was nothing.

"Thank you, Mr. Lang!"

But Zhuang Laoshi knelt down and kowtowed as hard as pounding garlic.

Puff puff!

The sound of his forehead hitting the ground gave Shen An a headache, and he said, "Okay."

"It's ninety-nine and eighty-one! The villain has asked, this is the way to worship the gods."

Zhuang Laoshi seemed to have planned this for a long time, and he even found out about this.

Shen An looked helpless. He tried to persuade her but couldn't. Out of sight and out of mind, she left.

"Seventy...seventy-one..."

Zhuang Laoshi's forehead was swollen and his eyes were distracted.

"Eighty...eighty...eighty..."

"eighty-one……"

Boom!

Zhuang Laoshi fell.

When Shen An got the news, she felt it was too ridiculous, but Yang Zhuoxue took it for granted, "You don't know, official, unless you have made great contributions to our family, even the housekeeper cannot be buried near you, otherwise it would be blasphemy."

Well!

This evil era!

Shen An was lying on the bed reading a book and listening to his wife talking.

"You are destined to become a saint in the future!" Yang Zhuoxue said happily: "I am also the wife of a saint. I can follow you to heaven in the future..."

“Can we not say these words from God?”

Shen An felt panicked after hearing the word "god", but Yang Zhuoxue gave him a blank look, "Where can you go if you don't go to heaven? You are a god, so naturally you want to go to heaven, so I will follow you. Taro and the others will also come in the future, and our family You will spend your days in the sky, breathing the wind and drinking the dew, swimming in the North Sea in the morning and evening, and you will definitely like this kind of life. I just don’t know if there are good quilts or hot sauce for the soup cakes..."

Shen An was speechless.

If there are gods, are the gods still worried about not having quilts? Do you still have to worry about eating soup cakes without hot sauce?

Shen An felt like he was going crazy.

"Isn't it...sucking the wind and drinking the dew?" He asked cautiously.

Yang Zhuoxue tilted her head and thought for a while, "I'll ask She Hui later if I can go now."

"Don't!" Shen An felt that this family was going crazy.

Yang Zhuoxue hurriedly drove to Izumo Temple, and was extremely happy when he came back.

"Mr. Lang, they all say that you are setting a precedent!"

This sect refers to the doctrine.

In the early years, hundreds of schools of thought contended, and countless mathematical schools existed. Later, after Confucianism was the sole focus, the so-called schools disappeared.

Now there is another miscellaneous student. Although the name is not eye-catching, it can’t make people like it!

"She Hui said that you will definitely be the god of Taoism in the future. He also said that after you leave, he will be worshiped in statues."

I haven't posted anything these days.

Shen An excused himself to go out for a walk to relax, so he went out alone.

He walked along the street, watching the buildings gradually become brightly lit, and the shops on both sides of the street were open, with countless people coming in and out, laughing or bargaining.

He had no intention of becoming a saint, but looking at Zhao Shu's intention, it was clear that he wanted to keep him in the position of a great intellectual figure.

Therefore, there were rumors everywhere in Bianliang City that he, Shen, was going to become a saint. Shen An even maliciously wondered if someone from the Imperial City Department was spreading rumors.

There must be, look at the fat man with a wretched face in the wine shop on the left, isn't he the former Xiongzhou spy leader Rao Chunlai?

When did this guy come back to Bianliang?

"Then Mr. Shen Guogong has been a genius since he was a child..."

Shen An only heard the beginning of Rao Chunlai's words and knew what was behind them.

It's nothing more than bragging that Mr. Shen has been reading material since he was a child, and even more so when he grows up.

Would such an academic tycoon, a master of his own sect, rebel?

Create a fucking rebellion!

Rebellion can have generals. For example, in the former Tang Dynasty, those military generals rebelled as naturally as breathing.

There can also be powerful and powerful families. At the end of the Sui Dynasty, those powerful people were thinking of rebelling, and finally pushed the Li family to take the lead, and everyone overthrew Yang Guang.

But it is impossible for a learned master who can become a saint alone.

Why?

Because the reputation of this type of person in the world is too loud, in everyone's eyes, he is a perfect representative and a model of loyalty.

The saint wants to rebel?

Are you hallucinating? Either that or the saint is possessed by a demon. Someone is coming! Light a fire and burn the saint to see if he is possessed by a ghost.

Damn it!

The officials are so cruel!

Shen An felt that Zhao Shu really had a plan. No wonder he sat back and watched this time. No, he single-handedly promoted the miscellaneous students to enter the hall and then Bianliang Zhigui.

The purpose of all this is to make him become a learned master.

Master of knowledge, would you like to rebel?

The dog said it! It’s so yin!

Shen An laughed and felt relaxed all over.

With the development of the New Deal, especially after the success of the Northern Expedition, Shen An knew that suspicion would inevitably come.

Taking too much credit is also a mistake, so he wants to keep a low profile, but this is just an ostrich policy, UU read www.uukanshu. net is useless.

Finally, let's try it out and start with miscellaneous studies to let the officials feel the sincerity of their Wu Zhuanwen.

As a result, Zhao Shu turned him from a famous general into a super intellectual boss.

In this era, the learned master is the god.

Okay, from now on, you kid can be a god!

God will not rebel!

Why?

Because the three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are gradually getting closer, God is omnipotent and will uphold compassion no matter what happens to him.

And rebellion means committing murder, hey!

Shen An felt that he had thrown away a huge burden and his feet were light.

"Anbei!"

In front of the brothel, Su Shi was waving in the light.

That smile was pure, it was the joy of seeing a brother.

"coming!"

Shen An walked over briskly.

Su Shi had many companions, and when they introduced each other, one of them turned out to be Qin Guan.

The last time Qin Guan went to the Shen family to ask for an audience, he was dismissed by Zhao Wuwu. Today was the first time the two met.

"I've met the Duke."

If Qin Guan could still maintain some arrogance yesterday, now he painfully found that he was facing a great god.

A master of general knowledge!

He, Qin Guan, has become a little shrimp and can only maintain a respectful attitude.

"hehe!"

Shen An smiled very compassionately.

"Let's go in and drink!"

Su Shi's high-spirited appearance made Shen An feel a little relieved, so he asked, "Zizhan, isn't your pocket money gone?"

Su Shi was immediately confused.

Shen An couldn't help but laugh, then hooked his shoulder and said, "A treat!"

"Good brother!" Su Shi also hooked his shoulder, and they went in side by side.

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The third update is here, good night!

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