Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3584: Flat Car Slayer

At three o'clock in the night, when Xun You stepped into the back hall of the general's mansion holding the list of names, he saw Fei Qian staring at the "Map of Mountains and Seas" in a trance.

The concept of maps appeared in China as early as the Spring and Autumn Period. There are textual descriptions of maps in Mozi: Maps. There was also a peak period of map drawing in the Han Dynasty, especially during the reign of Emperor Wu of Han. However, during the Han Dynasty and the feudal dynasties that followed, the drawing of maps in China was always between image description and landscape painting.

Compared with the serious practical map, it is completely two tracks.

What is hanging in the back hall now is naturally the new map brought by Fei Qian. Although it is still not as detailed and accurate as the professional maps of later generations, it is completely different from the previous maps of the Han Dynasty.

The ancestors of the Chinese nation were awesome, but the people who came after them were even more awesome.

There is always a way out.

But people can leave others in their own way.

Free judgment, judging cases according to the Spring and Autumn Annals.

Unspoken rules, in principle.

standard.

This is very important.

Implementation standards are also important.

What China likes most is "no standards".

Especially those in power, they like to change their orders from one day to the next. As the saying goes, the law is what the emperor says.

Of course, Fei Qian could also be such a dictatorial person, saying whoever he wants to be the headmaster will be the headmaster, and whoever he wants to be incompetent will be incompetent, but Fei Qian doesn't want to do that. He would rather give reasons, set standards, and make decisions in public in Qinglong Temple.

This is certainly more complicated than a piece of appointment paper and there may be more problems, but Fei Qian still decided to do it.

"My Lord." Xun You saw the bronze Vermillion Bird lamp casting a fluttering shadow on Fei Qian, as if Fei Qian had been given wings and was about to fly high.

Xun You didn't dare to look anymore and quickly lowered his head.

"Gongda, sit down."

Fei Qian walked back to the desk and sat down, looking through the list that Xun You had brought over.

From top to bottom, from left to right.

Fei Qian shook his head slightly and put down the list in his hand.

Xun You also didn't choose any suitable person...

The candidate for the headmaster that Fei Qian wanted was probably someone from the lower class, at least not above the level of a poor family, otherwise it would be difficult for him to communicate with the people at the lower class.

Even in later times, the management class in religions was too high and mighty. Hereditary or semi-hereditary positions caused the management class of these religions to forget how many people in the common people were living in misery. They only calculated the number of incense offerings and even turned into an exploiting class. Not only did they not bring spiritual comfort to the people, but they increased the burden on the people.

If Taoist Qingniu could stay calm, he might be a more suitable candidate to be the headmaster.

"People like these...are they willing to go barefoot and untied to treat the common people's wounds?" Fei Qian pushed the list on the table and asked.

Xun You thought for a moment, lowered his head and replied, "It may be possible for a while, but it is difficult to do it forever."

"Yes." Fei Qian nodded and said, "In the seventh year of Taixing, Taoist Qingniu, there was an epidemic in Hanzhong. He taught the mountain people to fumigate their houses with mugwort to prevent miasma. When a mud cow rolled over, he led his disciples to dig up the corpse and recite scriptures to appease the people and relieve their suffering... Would people like to do this?"

Thunder suddenly sounded outside the window, and amid the sound of rain hitting banana leaves, Xun You shook his head again and said, "It's fine for the people on the list to stay in the Taoist temple, but it would be difficult for them to cross mountains and ridges and practice good deeds in remote villages. My lord, do you want Taoist Qingniu to be the head of the sect?"

Fei Qian frowned, "Yes and no."

Under Xun You's somewhat puzzled gaze, Fei Qian slowly said, "The Five Gods must both leave the world and enter it. The person who is in charge of a sect must understand the suffering of the world, and also have the joy of looking down on the reincarnation of all living beings... Taoist Qingniu, if he accumulates merits in another ten years, he will naturally be the best candidate for the sect... Now, it is not easy to recall him... Holding a nine-section staff, he can travel a thousand miles. When he leaves, he has no worries, and when he returns, his feet are covered with blood... This is the wonder of the Five Gods being able to spread the teachings to the world. How can we let the paperwork stop him?"

"…" Xun You remained silent.

Isn't this requirement a bit too high?

It is even more complicated than selecting officials.

However, if this is the case, wouldn’t it leave the position of the headmaster vacant?

Fei Qian tapped his fingers on the table a few times, "Master Jinghong, did you really have an affair with Jin Yuanxiu's son?"

Compared with Taoist Qingniu, Taoist Jinghong obviously does not have much reputation among the people, and he is not willing to endure hardships like Taoist Qingniu and travel around to practice hard, so he naturally wants to take shortcuts.

Xun You nodded and said, "According to the report from the Ministry of Information, Jinghong met with the son of Jin in the West Market under the pretext of buying cinnabar."

Fei Qian nodded, "Then let him seek his own death tomorrow."

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Longshouyuan, Qinglong Temple.

Outside the mountain gate, Jinghong's Taoist hat trembled slightly, and the Five Gods and Eight Trigrams Taoist robe on his body made him particularly conspicuous among the crowd.

He looked up and stared at the official script plaque of "Qinglong Temple", not knowing what he was thinking of, and was slightly dazed.

He pinched the Seven-Star Jade Pendant in his sleeve, and he was actually a little hesitant in his heart.

One wrong step may lead to all wrong steps.

If I hadn't been greedy and wanted more money, maybe now...

But what about now?

What should we do in this step?

Suddenly, he saw the smiling face of "Yang Langjun" in the crowd. It flashed by and his heart skipped a beat. When he looked again, he couldn't find it anymore.

The people who gathered around him were chattering and making a lot of noise. Most of them thought that he was about to succeed the Five Gods as the head of the sect, and some of them wanted to go up to him to make themselves known, but they blocked his view and made him a little scattered...

Turn back?

There’s no turning back!

When Jinghong stood in front of the Qinglong Temple's gateplate and recalled what he had done in the past, he finally understood that even after twenty years of chanting sutras, holding festivals, burning incense and fasting all day long, he still could not wipe out the stench of poverty in his bones.

"Please come in, Immortal."

The clerk from the Qinglong Temple came over with a smile, led a path for Taoist Jinghong to go forward.

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Jinghong responded subconsciously, but her eyes fell on the jade pendant that the clerk revealed at his side.

I had also seen that gold-inlaid belt hook on Yang Langjun before...

"you……"

Taoist Jinghong's eyes fixed.

The clerk smiled and said, "Please come this way, Immortal... Don't keep the General of the Cavalry waiting for too long..."

Taoist Jinghong took a breath, nodded, and walked forward.

The drizzle splashed on the Taoist crown on his head, and soon made his Taoist crown mottled, as if blood had seeped out.

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In the main hall of Qinglong Temple, green smoke was lingering inside the copper furnace.

Fei Qian stood with his hands in his sleeves behind the screen on one side of the hall.

The catalogue and annotations of the Twelve Classics written by Zheng Xuan are still heavily marked with ink.

All gone...

Fei Qian is now gradually facing the problem of talent replacement.

When Jinghong turned around the corridor, she saw Fei Qian's figure. Her hands hidden in her sleeves couldn't help but tightly clenched the Seven-Star Jade Pendant.

He remembered what Jin Wei had said, "As long as he can cause the General of the Cavalry to lose his manners in public, it will be a blasphemy against the Way of Heaven, and he will not be able to decide the position of the headmaster! At that time, he can just resign in anger, and he will surely be praised by the world!"

After Yuan Shao, who remembers that person also hung himself at the East Gate?

Then if everything really goes well, even if he cannot become the headmaster in Guanzhong, he can still gain fame and fortune in Shandong!

Neither way is a loss. Maybe.

The eaves and beams of Qinglong Temple were steaming with light smoke and mist in the rain, and Jinghong's Taoist robe was rustling in the wind. He walked into the hall, bowed his head and saluted the general Fei Qian, the cuffs of his black Taoist robe were decorated with gold threads, which faintly glowed with cold light.

Fei Qian looked at Taoist Jinghong and said in a calm tone, "No need to be polite," and asked someone to invite Taoist Jinghong to sit aside.

Fei Qian walked forward a few steps, looked around on the high platform, and said loudly:

"I have heard that the sky shows signs, and the sages follow them; the earth carries things, and the benevolent follow them. Those who are in charge of the teachings of the five directions should not be those who stop at nothing and fight, but should have the ambition to balance the yin and yang. In the past, Guan Zhong shot the hook, not to disobey the master, but to follow the will of heaven and save the people; Baili fed the cow, not to humiliate himself, but to keep the classics and wait for the bright time. Now, looking at the selection of the pope, I dare to follow the example of Zang Wenzhong's admonition to Yuanju, and Chen Kuihuo's sincerity to Qingyang."

When Fei Qian said this, everyone was shocked.

When Jinghong heard this, her heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but look at Fei Qian with her eyes wide open.

This is the truth, and the standard is of course this standard, but when did the Chinese feudal officialdom start talking about the truth and the standard? Of course, they would talk about it when they were not going to let someone take the position.

Otherwise, if you want to promote someone, you will probably tailor a set of standards for him or her. There is no problem with the procedure, but what about in reality?

Of course, this thing is not unique to China. The United States also mastered it in later generations.

Bureaucrats have two mouths.

Jinghong gritted his teeth secretly, and the muscles in his cheeks were twitching faintly.

On the high platform, Fei Qian was still stating...

"Shennong used hundreds of herbs to make medicine for the world, and Emperor Xuan cast a tripod to rule the nine states. The Five Gods established the pole, not to enjoy the sacrifice of the great sacrifice, but to pity the people's hardship in farming. When Ning Qi knocked on the horns, Duke Huan knew that he could tell the difference between cattle; when Fu Yue lifted the rammer, Wu Ding realized that he could adjust the tripod. Therefore, the standard of Mingtang is not to be clever with the Xuanji and Yuheng, but to distinguish beans and wheat and know the truth of hunger and cold."

As Jinghong listened, her heart began to sink.

People inside and outside the hall also began to chatter.

In fact, when Fei Qian announced that he wanted to select a headmaster, most ordinary people still thought that Fei Qian wanted to make dumplings for a dish of vinegar. After all, this has been the habit of the Han people for many years, not to mention the identity of the headmaster of the Five Gods?

In addition, many people know that Fei Qian has an identity as a real person with a long name in the Five Directions Gods Sect. If someone becomes the head of the sect, will Fei Qian be evaluated according to his position as a cavalryman, or according to his status in the sect?

So even though Fei Qian announced that there would be a selection, no one signed up. After all, unless there were some special benefits, to simply be a denominator and then be eliminated would mean that one was just bored or had some masochistic tendency.

But it was fun to join in the fun, and I actually ate some spectators on the spot!

Suddenly, there was a lot of chirping and snapping in the melon field...

Although Jinghong was still sitting upright, he couldn't help but feel the blood rushing up. He had imagined many situations, and even prepared to explain the Five Gods' doctrine and debate with other "competitors", but he didn't expect Fei Qian to set the tone right from the start, and even every word was like a knife stabbing him.

But Jinghong didn't expect that this was just the beginning...

"Nowadays, there are those who practice Taoism. Although the cloak of a crane is clean, they do not step on the muddy fields; although the alchemy classics are profound, they have never heard of the weight of the plow. They boast of their achievements in the Yun Pavilion, imitating the Song people in carving paper; they are proud of their talismans and scrolls in the altar, like Ye Gong who loves dragons. In the past, Zichan destroyed the local school, and Confucius ridiculed him for being unkind; now if we allow those who stole the heavenly book to preside over the sacrifice, wouldn't it bring shame to the Emperor of Heaven, and how can it be a blessing for the people?"

"The duty of a man who is in charge of education should be like a high bow string rewarding his soldiers, even merchants and travelers should care about the country; imitate Yan Ying's mission to Chu, even if he is a dwarf, he will not bring down the country's prestige. In the past, Ximen drowned the witch, and the Zhang River became clear; Wen Weng transformed Shu, and the stone chamber was revived. Wearing the stars, he goes in and out of the fields, and consults the elders in the rain, so that the yellow-capped people know the difficulties of farming, and the green words contain the fragrance of millet. "

"If Ji Zi hung his sword, it would be left hanging in vain on the tomb of Lord Xu; if Bian He wept over the jade, he would rather break the jade from Jingshan. Rather than letting the jade from the Mingtang serve as a vessel, why not leave the white rainbow to penetrate the seat of Ziwei? In the past, Qi Huan abandoned Shu Diao and his hegemony was established; Gou Jian killed Bo Pi and the gate of evil was broken. Now, for the position of the Five-Directions Pope, it is better to act as a heavy task than to return the pearl! "

"As the saying goes, the Big Dipper pours out water and the Southern Dipper measures sand. The God of Heaven has mercy on the earth and distributes rain and dew equally. Who would be willing to live in the tea and mustard fields like a water lily insect? Only those who farm in the smoke and fish in the clouds can make an alliance with the turtle and the snake!"

After Fei Qian finished speaking, everyone fell silent and their eyes turned to Taoist Jinghong.

Jinghong's body trembled slightly, and his face turned alternately blue and red.

In front of the main hall of Qinglong Temple, raindrops were dripping from the eaves of the cypress caisson, making a sound.

Taoist Jinghong looked down at the Tai Chi pattern on his body, and he felt that the Yin-Yang fish seemed to be swimming and spinning, about to leave his body. He suddenly remembered that when his master Zuo Ci was dying, he did not call him, nor did he entrust him with any words or items, but gave them to that stupid Taoist boy...

why?

Are the affairs in the Wufang Taoist Temple unimportant?

Was it wrong for him to handle the internal affairs of the sect on behalf of the sick Zuo Ci?

He slowly raised his head and stared at Fei Qian on the platform.

Why?

I have studied the Taoist scriptures for twenty years, but now it is rejected in one day? !

So what is the meaning of what he has done over the years?

Jinghong looked at Fei Qian, and Fei Qian also looked at Taoist Jinghong.

Although Fei Qian's words were quite straightforward, he did not mention any names, thus giving Taoist Jinghong one last chance.

Last chance.

As long as Taoist Jinghong is willing to express his stance and correct himself and his words and deeds according to the "Five Gods' Headmaster Standards" that Fei Qian just mentioned, and is willing to cooperate in testifying against Jin Wei and others, Fei Qian will give Jinghong a chance, at least a buffer, so that even if Taoist Jinghong cannot become the Headmaster, he will still have the identity of a disciple of Zuo Ci...

It's a pity that, when seeing fifty yuan and one hundred yuan on the ground, only children would choose.

"On the day of my master's death..." Taoist Jinghong slowly raised his head and his voice gradually became louder, "On that day, the Purple Palace was about to collapse, but the Sky City Palace was strangely bright! This is the image of Mars guarding the heart!"

As soon as the words "Mars guards the heart" came out, there was an uproar inside and outside the hall.

This thing, of course, sounds very high-sounding, and is related to celestial phenomena, belonging to the category of mystery, so it naturally has nothing to do with the so-called administration and people's livelihood. If there must be a connection, it must be the problem of the rulers...

For example, the emperor, or the General of Cavalry.

Fei Qian looked at Taoist Jinghong and sighed slightly.

People are all like this.

When people live long enough, they will always see some things. The experience of China over thousands of years has proved that most people will not cry until they see the coffin, and many will not cry even after seeing the coffin...

"The Taoist scriptures say, 'If heaven loses yin and yang, its way will be in disorder; if man loses respect and inferiority, his government will be in disorder'..." When Taoist Jinghong saw that Fei Qian didn't say anything, he felt that he was right. His voice became louder and louder, showing his twenty years of chanting Taoist scriptures. Not only was his voice loud, but his pronunciation was clear, and people from far and near could hear him. 'In the past, King Wu defeated King Zhou, and Taigong granted him the Yin Fu to establish the kingdom. Now the Cavalry wants to choose the Pope on behalf of Heaven. Have you been granted the Mandate of Heaven?'

"Wow..." There was a sudden uproar inside and outside the hall, and even the thunder and wind outside the hall couldn't cover it up even though the rain was getting heavier.

The spectators said that they had just finished eating the melon about the Cavalry saying that Jinghong was not qualified, and then Taoist Jinghong threw out another melon about the Cavalry being unqualified to evaluate the Pope. For a moment, they didn't know which melon to start eating.

"May I ask the cavalrymen," Jinghong suddenly raised the jade-handled whisk and pointed it diagonally to the east, "In the past, King Wen of Zhou controlled two-thirds of the world, but he still served Yin! Now that the general is in Yongliang, have you ever gone to Xu to pay homage to the emperor?"

Fei Qian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Everyone in the hall was also shocked.

"Rumble..."

The spring thunder rolled by, and the copper bells on the eaves of the hall were ringing loudly due to the thunder.

Dark clouds rolled outside the hall, and the hall suddenly became dark.

"Someone, come! Light the lamp!" Xun You, who was sitting on the side, called out to his servants to light the bronze tree lamp, and then took the opportunity to whisper the four words "King of Laws" to Fei Qian.

Fei Qian nodded slightly, but his eyes passed through the hall and looked into the distance.

He knew what Xun You meant, and used the so-called "King's Law of Heaven" to deal with Jinghong's questioning.

The king imitated the celestial phenomena and established the official positions of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers based on the "sun, moon, and stars", thus concretizing the laws of heaven into a national system. This was the custom of the Han Dynasty and also the understanding of the people.

But Fei Qian was unwilling to do so simply and continue to follow the so-called Han practice...

There are not many trees left in Longshouyuan, where the Qinglong Temple is located, after hundreds of years of logging by the Han Dynasty. During the construction of the Qinglong Temple, Fei Qian had people plant a number of mulberry trees around the temple. Now most of them have survived and are growing well.

Is it that the people don’t know that there are mulberry trees in Longshouyuan, so they don’t come to cut them down?

Obviously not.

On the one hand, Fei Qian ordered people to plant mulberry trees, not ornamental trees. The more mulberry trees there are, the more people can raise silkworms in their spare time. On the other hand, Fei Qian promoted the use of coal and coal stoves, which reduced the demand for wood in winter. So although Fei Qian did not order a ban on cutting down mulberry trees in Longshouyuan, the people naturally guarded the new mulberry forest in Longshouyuan.

Are the people of the Han Dynasty stupid?

indeed.

Because before they gained enlightenment, the people of the Han Dynasty could only see the area in front of them and know a few things. They had no idea about what was further away, and some might never have walked out of more than 20 or 30 miles in their entire lives.

But they are not fools!

How long can you cover your eyes? How long can you block your mouth?

If it were in the court, it would be fine, after all, it was too far away from the suffering of the people. Many people who put on long gowns looked down on those who tried to wear long gowns later, so it is understandable that their remarks are not down-to-earth at all. It is like choosing between giving welfare and raising wages, and choosing to lend money. Everyone can be a walking 500,000.

But the Five-Directions God's Church is to live among the people...

You can't be like the rulers of feudal dynasties, who only need to live this life and no one cares about the flood after death?

Fei Qian suddenly smiled, turned around and asked Jing Hong, "Master, have you ever read Mencius?"