My golden finger is delicious [Quick Transmigration]

Wu Ding couldn't believe how things turned out like this.

He clearly warned him not to publicize.

Why, why...

Also, who came up with this name! ! !

"Young gentleman, why are you standing at the door?"

An aunt holding a joss stick in her hand enthusiastically asked why Wu Ding was in a daze.

And sell the joss sticks in their hands more enthusiastically.

"Nothing, just a sigh, the temples here are extraordinary."

Wu Ding bought all the incense candles in the aunt's hand.

In exchange for a warm introduction from the aunt with a smile on her face.

The Shenjun Temple here is much better than that of a certain place and a certain place, both of which are ranked first in the country.

The specifications may be slightly inferior.

But in terms of effectiveness, even the Shenjun Temple in the capital may not be as good as theirs.

why?

That's because our place is the first Shenjun Temple.

Wu Ding's cliché skills are naturally at the full level.

He only needs to express surprise on his face, "Could it be that this is..."

The aunt proudly finished all the follow-up.

It also attracted two scholars seeking fame to supplement.

When Wu Ding asked to keep this matter a secret, he said it very seriously at the beginning.

Everyone also tried their best to hold back.

But the shining imperial platform is placed there.

Many miraculous seeds are placed there.

People are not stupid.

Everyone just doesn't know the name, taboo and appearance of the god.

Then Wu Ding underestimated one thing.

I underestimated the image of myself in everyone's brain.

After initially confirming that Da Song followed suit, he relaxed his vigilance.

So much so that he didn't realize at all that during the days when he was building the imperial platform, he was constantly being talked about.

What is Wu Ding's image in the eyes of the whole Song Dynasty?

For the sake of the common people, for the common people, he sacrificed his life to immortality.

Even the construction of the imperial platform can be seen that it is used to suppress something.

His initial refusal was thought to be because he didn't want to burden the people, but he just didn't want to compete for the offerings from his former colleagues.

He has no hope of immortality, so why worry in vain.

Indifferent to fame and fortune, without desire or desire.

In order to prevent everyone from objecting, he even told a lie that not accepting the enshrinement is good for him, which goes against the mainstream view in the practice world.

Don't you see those evil gods in Daliao next door, they all live by faith.

Suspicion at first and supplemented by imagination.

So after Wu Ding relaxed, all kinds of clichés and temptations began.

He didn't realize at all that his attitude didn't care that much about "leaking secrets".

Someone accidentally leaked secrets (there are so many people who built Emperor Terrace), and he didn't take it to heart.

I didn't even find out, because more and more people knew about the construction of the imperial platform.

He didn't give the matter the slightest bit of attention.

Instead, all the cores are built on the imperial platform.

Great, any questions?

That's a real hammer!

The more this happened, the more Da Song felt sorry for him.

The officials wanted to make it public, but they couldn't act because of what Wu Ding had said.

The public opinion among the people is even more boiling.

If anyone is talking nonsense at this time, the reason why everyone can't thank Wu Ding.

It's because of the Jade Emperor's rules and the like.

It is estimated that all the sacrifices of the Jade Emperor in the present world will suffer from annihilation.

The first step, the two prime ministers, Wang Zeng and Li Di.

These two did not add any academic burden to the majority of primary and middle school students, so their reputation is not very good.

But they are actually famous officials in the Northern Song Dynasty. Both of them have the experience of paying homage to the prime minister twice. One is "Wenzheng" and the other is "Wending".

That was the affirmation of their lifetime achievements by the emperor and the society at that time.

In the world of Legend of the White Snake, their life experiences are different.

However, he was still granted the title of marquis and worshiped the prime minister, and became a famous minister of a generation.

If you ask the people of this dynasty, what contributions have the two adults made to the court, and what achievements have they made?

Hmm, sorry, don't know.

But they knew that in the first year of Jingyou, the two adults suddenly resigned at the same time without warning.

And he refused to be retained by the officials, and he retired quite simply. (distressed Renzong)

Two old people came to this city on the grounds of retirement.

He exhausted his wealth to build this unique temple.

At that time, there was no word in the whole temple.

The idol was also a popular "freehand style" at that time.

Not a single monk.

There are no flowers and plants in the temple, all the crops brought by Wu Ding are planted.

It's not that the two former prime ministers were perfunctory, but... that was the only way to do it at the time.

They beheaded and built the temple first, but they were not qualified to name Wu Ding's temple.

Not to mention that he is not qualified to give Wu Ding a title.

They can only express their inner views in a physical way.

Just a temple with nothing, a temple with no publicity.

But it is understood in the communication that the common people can only comprehend but cannot express in words.

There is only one imperial platform in the country.

Ninety-nine percent of the people wanted to go to worship, but it was impossible with the traffic conditions in ancient times.

Even if the main roads are now cement roads, it is impossible.

Everyone didn't know Wu Ding's name and title, and he couldn't even get a place in the longevity ranking.

I have long hoped that the official can show them a clear way.

The two old people used their official careers, their reputations, and their wealth.

Take the first step.

It is wrong to thank the benefactor.

That's God's fault.

Perhaps this will do nothing for the benefactor's return to the fairy world.

But they must let future generations remember him.

Remember this man who saved the lives of countless common people.

The two former prime ministers fully demonstrated how fierce the scholars of the magically revised Song Dynasty are.

It is against the laws of the Song Dynasty to build temples without permission.

Not to mention, this is the temple that built him.

The top hasn't moved yet.

But it was also a very reckless first step.

Make the following things easier.

He lightly punished the two old men.

Then, on the basis of the two old people, the rules and regulations of the Shenjun Temple will be perfected.

Decide on the honorific title first - after more than a month of quarreling in the court, it was almost finalized with more than 20 characters.

In the end, it was reduced due to objective factors such as the insufficiency of the plaque, the fact that the plaque was too big and unsightly.

The name of the temple is naturally Shenjun Temple.

It's not that everyone is lazy.

But from the government down to the common people, they are all used to calling it that way.

However, the statue had to change from a freehand style to a real-life statue that Wu Ding preferred.

There are abbots, deacons, eighteen heads and so on.

None are required.

Don't follow the Taoist configuration, don't want the Buddhist team, directly let the local magistrates choose people of noble character to manage and clean them voluntarily.

There is no merit box.

The maintenance costs of the temple are all paid by the government.

So Wu Ding left for more than eight years.

One by one, the temples of the gods are blooming everywhere.

Figure out cause and effect.

Wu Ding lamented the "deep waters of society", but he was somewhat embarrassed.

After laughing enough, the bigwigs in the mountain and sea world turned to comfort Wu Ding.

"It's not that you haven't saved the world, it's just a few temples, you can afford it."

If it wasn't for Wu Ding to solve the problem of the female clown's corpse.

This Great Song Dynasty has long been wiped out along with the main world.

"Well, I'm thick-skinned once. But..."

Wu Ding looked at a young couple walking by inexplicably.

The wife stroked her five or six-month-old belly with a happy expression on her face.

They came here for a safe delivery.

Why? !Why? !

In his priesthood, there is also a childbirth helper? !

Wu Ding really wanted to roar, what's going on?

When he was in Song Dynasty, he never took out the pregnancy stone at all.

If you ask for good weather, it’s fine if the barn is full of rice. What you’re asking for here...is too diverse.

Pangu and Nuwa don't care that much.

"Xiao Langjun, why are you still standing here?"

The aunt who sold a circle of joss sticks came back again.

Seeing Wu Ding standing in a daze holding the joss stick, he couldn't help coming over to urge him.

"But wait for someone?"

Don't wait for others to stand here, there is a gazebo next to it.

It's a big sun, it's not a good-looking little man if he gets tanned.

"No, it's not..." Wu Ding struggled with his words. "I don't know what to ask for."

The aunt looked at Wu Ding enviously, and then carefully looked at Wu Ding's clothes.

Sigh, people really can't compare.

Can there be no troubles, this is really a young man born with gold and jade, with honey in his mouth.

"Then thank the god for bringing us such a good day. Let the god and the old man bless and bless our Song Dynasty, bless the officials, and bless the god himself to enjoy immortality forever."

Wu Ding: The old man, Shenjun...

Well, old people are old people.

So under the loving gaze of the aunt, Wu Ding bit the bullet and went in to offer incense to himself.

"Father, can God bless me to be accepted by Mr. Xu?"

A small dumpling carved in powder and jade followed his father and kowtowed.

There are still many problems.

"Definitely."

"But Dad, the last time I came to beg my grandfather to get well, I also worshiped the god. Does the god care so much?"

Good question, my child. The Divine Lord himself wants to know.

The old man Shenjun, who was right next door to the child, pricked up his ears.

"Take care, Shenjun is so powerful. He must take care of everything."

The father insisted that there was absolutely no problem, and all the adults around him also had the same expression.

"Come on, you go to offer another stick of incense, this time to ask for a marriage for your sister. Don't forget to thank the god for bestowing the god seed."

Wu Ding: So... am I a one-stop service center here?

Wu Ding walked out of his temple in a daze.

Fly directly to Qiantang.

I flew to the boundary, and I only realized it when I was considering whether to go to Hangzhou or Suzhou.

Xu Xian has already achieved great success, so there is a high probability that he is no longer in his hometown.

As for other friends, Wu Ding recalled.

The last time I came to Song Dynasty, besides the border, I went to three places, Bianjing, Luzhou, and Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Mr. Bao should be promoted now, but I don't know if he is already the prefect of Kaifeng.

Li Li heard that he would take over as the national teacher before, so he should be in Bianjing.

Wu Ding thought about it for a while, if he went to Bianjing to visit his friends now, he would probably be asked to comment on which area the Shenjun Temple is most suitable for...

Heart congestion.

Let's go to see the scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Wu Ding turned around and landed on the place where he met Xu Xian.

Walking step by step with nostalgia.

Wu Ding still remembered that he wanted to go to Leifeng Pagoda, but on the way he met Xu Xian who was carrying a gun on his back.

I have seen this unique Song Dynasty.

Just as I was thinking about it, I was caught by the crowd next to me.

Is it... a busker?

"Killing a person in ten steps, you won't stay behind for a thousand miles. When it's done, brush off your clothes and hide your body and name..."

A young boy in his teens was dancing with a sword.

Tossing and moving, the figure is agile.

While dancing the sword, he was reciting Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing".

Although because of his young age, he couldn't show the heroic heroism of Yanzhao's "three cups of turmoil, and the five mountains are light".

But it is also youthful, heroic, like a newborn sun, shining brightly.

"Good! Good! Good!" A large group of people around applauded the boy.

They generously gave a lot of rewards.

"Baoshan! You are indeed here!"

A little girl with double buns came bouncing over, holding a bag of freshly baked pastries in her hand.

"Bilian!" The boy dancing the sword happily waved at the little girl.

All the people around showed good-natured smiles.

Lang rides a bamboo horse to get around the bed to get green plums.

Living together in Changqian, the two little ones have no doubts.

"Bilian, Baoshan..."

Li Bilian, Qi Baoshan?

It should be.

It is said that when I watched TV dramas back then, I felt that this had a stronger sense of CP.

Xu Shilin and Hu Meiniang.

Li Bilian and Qi Baoshan.

The two couples are obviously very good, but in the end, the main theme of the screenwriter is that it is fruitless to fall in love with a ladyboy.

Click and go down.

Hu Meiniang died, and Li Bilian changed from a younger sister to a fiancée.

The plot has tried very hard to describe Li Bilian's deep love and no regrets, but Xu Shilin can't help but love her so much.

Now these two children who seem to be about ten years old definitely don't mean that.

Just plain good friends.

It does not prevent Wu Ding from feeling the original plot.

Wu Ding is looking at the world through the dimension.

The communication between the two children is also continuing here.

"My aunt came to see me a few days ago and gave me a lot of fun things."

Bilian rested her chin and looked up at the sky.

The eyes are shining.

She really likes Bai Suzhen, she likes it very much.

"Unfortunately, I don't have the talent for cultivation."

"Me neither."

Qi Baoshan waved his long sword and posed a beautiful green dragon out of the water.

The light in the eyes was surprisingly bright.

"In the future, I will definitely be admitted to the number one scholar in liberal arts, just like my benefactor. I will become a prime minister and leave my name in history."

Wu Ding:......You put down the sword before saying this.

Li Bilian cheered for the bamboo horse.

Though ideas are beautiful, reality is the backbone.

No, Qi Baoshan stopped immediately.

"The master said that I can only be a scholar at most."

If you're lucky, you might be able to raise someone.

For an ordinary reader, that is already very good.

But for young teenagers with big dreams.

It hits people too much.

"Don't be discouraged, I'll review with you, and pass the Tongsheng exam first."

"Oh, I wish I had your brains, Bilian. The master said, if you are a man, you are definitely the number one."

"She could be now."

Wu Ding interrupted the conversation between the two of them.

In exchange, the two children raised their heads in bewilderment.

Could be?

What is it?

Well, nothing.

It's just that your dialogue provoked a troublesome mentality of participating in the plot that I haven't had for a long time.

"The previous dynasty already had its first female emperor. You will be the first female champion, and a female prime minister is also good."

Even Shangguan Wan'er, who has power over the government, has not been able to get rid of the female official system.

The history of the main world cannot be changed.

Small world is fine!

"Me?" Li Bilian pointed at the tip of her nose in disbelief.