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Chapter 1386: Do you think this is right? (Part 1386) [Seeking monthly votes]

The rifts between the ruler and his subjects have all disappeared, and it is a time of deep love.

It was getting late, so Shen Tang simply didn't let Luan Xin go back, and asked someone to clean up a side hall. As a single person, she had plenty of guest rooms. When the workload was heavy, the emperor and his ministers would stay up late while drinking strong tea, and they would often be busy until the middle of the night. If they went home at this time, they would have to sleep for less than an hour, including commuting, supper, and bathing, and they would have to get up to prepare for court. It was too tiring to go back and forth. In this case, Shen Tang would directly let people stay overnight in the outer court.

As for the side hall——

Over the years, only Gu Chi and a few others have had this experience.

The side hall is too close to the main hall, and except for the confidants that the master absolutely trusts, no one else has the honor. Luan Xin said, "Don't bother me. I have many important matters to report today..."

It's probably going to be another sleepless night.

Shen Tang said: "It is also a refined pleasure to talk by candlelight at night."

She had some knowledge of Luan Xin's experience during this trip, but the records in letters were limited, so the specific details still had to wait for Luan Xin to tell it in person.

These are exactly what Luan Xin wanted to say to Shen Tang.

Even though he only stayed in the enemy camp for a few days, he had discovered a lot of intelligence. This intelligence would allow them to quickly gain a foothold in the early stages and avoid being caught off guard by the enemy.

"...The Gathering of the Gods. Tsk, another Gathering of the Gods."

The Northwest Branch has always been controlled by Qi Shan, and he started to purge dissidents early on, nipping the crisis in the bud. This also makes the Northwest Branch have a low sense of presence, no lethality, and unable to cause trouble to Shen Tang, exuding the atmosphere of a serious club.

The Southwest Branch was led by Cui Zhi, and although it also played the same game of aristocratic families fighting for power and profit, the involvement of the Eternal Life Cult made the already turbid situation even more unpredictable, indirectly causing disunity within the aristocratic families, with everyone busy arguing with each other.

The central branch went straight to another level.

The lure of eternal life brought them together.

They really came up with some unorthodox remedies.

“…Even if the conditions for ‘taking over a body’ are harsh, there are always successful examples.” For a person who is about to die, even if the chance of successfully ‘taking over a body’ is only one in ten thousand, they will still try, not to mention that the probability is still high after meeting the harsh conditions. The more powerful one is, the easier it is to go crazy. “These people are not good people to begin with. The carriers for ‘taking over a body’ are carefully selected. They choose the best from the best… I dare not imagine how many tricks they have hidden in secret…”

Literary scholars are rare, and those with the way of scholars are even rarer. Luan Xin said that there were as many as five literati with strange ways of scholars in the camp that day. You know, this army is just the tip of the iceberg in the central part!

Shen Tang has always been an optimistic person.

The enemy is strong and difficult to deal with, but think about it from another angle -

"If there are more perfect ones, justice can save a lot of effort."

Luan Xin's completion ceremony is a high-difficulty task, just like Lin Feng's. Lin Feng is only planting 200,000 acres of land, and the land will not grow legs and run away. As long as he is strong, he will be able to take it all over one day, and then he can plant as much as he wants. Luan Xin is in a difficult situation. Firstly, the ninety-nine indicators of the perfect scholar's way are too high, and secondly, the scholar's mind has long legs and will run all over the world.

Get ninety-nine together?

How difficult!

Luan Xin: "..."

It's good to be optimistic, but you don't have to be so optimistic.

Luan Xin picked out the order of the story, from Xiang Zhao to Lin Su, and from Lin Su to "Lin Su's friend". Luan Xin was not sure whether this "friend" was Lin Su himself, but he was sure that the idea of ​​"trying to become an immortal wise man" was very dangerous.

What is even more dangerous is that the Central Branch is trying to go down this path - to make itself the "wise ones" and rule over the "fools" forever.

Shen Tang sneered: "These people are greedy."

If you are greedy, the snake swallows the elephant!

The so-called "possession" can allow them to gain spiritual immortality, and the carriers available for selection turn the genetic lottery from random to fixed - cultivation talent cannot be transmitted from mother to child and is triggered completely randomly, but with enough carriers, one can always find one that suits one's wishes.

"On the one hand, they say 'there are no poor families in the upper class, and no nobles in the lower class', and on the other hand, they fear that 'the kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after five generations; the kindness of a villain will also be cut off after five generations'." Even aristocratic families will lose their wealth and status one day, and the ants that are not worth mentioning in their eyes may also replace them. How can this not make aristocratic families fear? The more they fear, the greater the temptation of eternal life.

Shen Tang didn't dare to imagine how many crazy people there were in the central region.

Sometimes, she really wanted to call the police.

Shen Tang's eyes showed approval: "However, Gongyi sees this problem very clearly. Relying on the blessings of ancestors is not a long-term solution, and trying to use one's own achievements to ensure the wealth of future generations is also unrealistic. Whether it is the blessings of ancestors or the family business accumulated for future generations, it is just a pond. If future generations do not add water to it, but only know how to draw water, it is only a matter of time before the pond dries up."

Otherwise, how can one “eat up all the resources”?

Luan Xin murmured, "The kindness of a gentleman will be cut off after five generations?"

Shen Tang was puzzled: "Yes, what's wrong?"

She remembered that this was not an unpopular word spirit.

"Nobu was just wondering if he could use it to restrain the enemy."

"You can give it a try and defeat magic with magic."

The words of the Second Sage are definitely more effective than the Nine-Rank Official Law.

Luan Xin seemed to be inspired by something, and he would occasionally be distracted in front of Shen Tang. She glanced at the clepsydra and told Luan Xin to go to the side hall to rest: "If there is anything, think about it tomorrow."

The reaction is already slow, what if it’s overloaded?

Luan Xin did not refuse this time.

He went to sleep, but Shen Tang couldn't sleep.

It's not that she wasn't sleepy, but she hadn't finished her work for the day yet. Luan Xin came to interrupt her work, and the candlelight conversation took up a lot of time. It was not long before dawn, and she still had a pile of memorials to review. After reviewing these, new ones would be delivered at dawn. Shen Tang sat at the desk, with a face full of bitterness and hatred, and she wanted to hold her head with her hands and shout.

"These damned bastards from the southwest—"

After years of working together, officials in Kangguo all knew that memorials should contain substantive information, not nonsense, and that handwriting should be neat and not flamboyant. A cow gave birth to three babies, an 80-year-old woman gave birth to a child, and a 70-year-old man lost his virginity to a young man... Such anecdotes should be avoided as much as possible! Shen Tang made great efforts to correct the civil and military officials, and things have improved a lot in recent years.

I never expected that the situation in the southwest would be even worse.

It's not enough that the written content is ridiculous and boring, there are also memorials written in dialect. Shen Tang frowned and read for a long time without knowing what it meant. That's not all. There are ten kinds of memorial templates for ten officials. The officials responsible for copying the memorials all complained.

"It's simply rebellion against Tiangang!"

This battle was a complete loss for my grandma.

Spending money to rebuild it will kill a lot of brain cells.

Shen Tang covered his face with his hands in pain, and just wailed twice before stopping. The fingers blocking his eyes opened, and it was Gu Chi who was looking around. Seeing that Luan Xin was not in the hall, he strode in after receiving a signal from Shen Tang: "Why is Luan Gongyi not here? He just abandoned the master and let you face these memorials alone? I am different, I am willing to share the suffering with the master."

He doesn't even mention Tonggan anymore.

Shen Tang exposed him: "Why not just say you're worried?"

Gu Chi put his cold hands close to the candle flame to warm them. When his fingers were no longer so stiff, he rubbed his hands together a few times and said, "Why worry? Don't believe in others, you should always believe in the Lord."

He is very good at coaxing people. Who wouldn’t be confused when he meets him?

Gu Chi was puzzled. With such ability, why was he still a widower?

So he is using all his skills on his subjects?

"Since you want to share my suffering, then write a letter for me."

Shen Tang sent Gu Chi away without any hesitation.

Gu Chi's handwriting is better than Shen Tang's.

"To whom?"

"I thought you were going to ask what to write." Bai Su was so jealous that she didn't know how she could bear it. "To Wei Lou." Gu Chi spread out the letter and asked in surprise, "To him?"

Wei Lou's character is not like Wei Cheng's.

Wei Cheng said one thing and one thing, he said he would not do this job, but his body was honest and got things done. Overall, he was a more reliable master, and Wei Lou was consistent in what he said and thought. He said he would not help Kangguo, but he really did not move for so many years. If it were not for his master's good character, how could he tolerate his leisurely attitude of him being sent to a nursing home to spend his remaining years in prison?

If you write to someone, most of the time your response will fall on deaf ears.

Shen Tang said: "Well, he might be interested."

Wei Lou and the alliance leader named Zhao are two extremes.

The latter wanted to live forever, continue the wealth and prosperity for thousands of generations, and control the "fools" in the world, which was no different from creating gods. This happened to be what Wei Lou hated the most, and it was completely a minefield for Lao Deng. I don't believe that Wei Lou's blood pressure would not soar after sending this letter.

If Lao Deng is willing to come out, his knowledge as a scholar will definitely be of great use on the battlefield. However, this is just Shen Tang's wishful thinking. It is still unknown whether Wei Lou is willing to take the bait.

"Instead of sending a letter, it's better to visit directly."

Wei Lou was a man of the old times, and was still very particular in nature. How could a letter be as sincere as a visit in person?

Shen Tang sighed: "I would like to, but we are short of manpower."

She is busy until this point every day.

The Central Kingdom suddenly attacked the Kang Kingdom enclave and stationed troops on the border. It looked like they were preparing for war. Shen Tang had finally managed to get some time to recuperate from the Qu Kingdom. If he didn't take a breather, he would have no chance in the future.

Gu Chi: "..."

A very practical reason.

but--

Gu Chi thought about it and actually found a suitable candidate, who had a connection with Wei Lou.

Shen Tang couldn't think of it: "Who are you referring to?"

Gu Chi asked, "How is Wu Zhaode?"

Shen Tang: "..."

It took her a long time to react, rubbing her forehead and saying, "You mischievous fellow, I wouldn't be surprised if someone smashed the Censorate one day. How did you think of letting Wu Zhaode deliver this letter?"

Uncle and nephew Wei Lou helped Gao Guo in those days.

Wu Xian was once the ruler of Gao State.

The two sides do have some connection.

However, don't these words put together sound like a joke from hell? Shen Tang could imagine that if Wu Xian was assigned this task, he would scold him from the first day of the new year to the last day of the new year.

Gu Chi couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is called a minister being like his master."

Now that the beam is crooked, it's time to find the problem when putting it up.

Shen Tang: "..."

In the end, she assigned the task to Wu Xian.

Wu Xian had made contributions last time, and he was also the Duke of Lu in Kangguo. The awkward atmosphere between him and the court of Kangguo had been alleviated a lot, and he was finally not an invisible person in the court. He gradually developed friendships with other civil and military officials, especially Yang Gong, and no longer traveled around with his children. However, he was still cautious and careful, unwilling to give Shen Tang a chance to catch him, and his presence was extremely low.

He didn't know why Shen Tang suddenly thought of him.

When he saw the content of the assignment, he suddenly felt like cursing.

He knew that the weasel was paying New Year's greetings to the chicken with ulterior motives, and Shen Youli would not come to the temple for no reason. Asking him to go to see Wei Lou and try to invite him out? Shen Youli didn't even listen to what she said before giving the order? It was simply crazy!

Wu Xian's face was twisted and distorted with anger, and the color changed freely.

In the end, he still felt pissed off.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

"Please!" Wu Xian gritted his teeth, his teeth grinding flat with such force that it seemed as if his teeth were about to be worn flat. "Is it not okay for me to go and invite you right now?"

This matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, Wu Xian cannot delay for a moment.

Wei Lou's uncle and nephew were originally trapped underground.

When I go out for a walk occasionally, I also let my avatar do it for me.

Later, due to land acquisition, he had to move and continued to live in seclusion in the mountains not far from the underground city.

Yes, land acquisition.

An official road is going to be built nearby.

As for why the land had to be confiscated from the uncle and nephew?

The underground city needs to be filled up, so naturally these two can no longer live there.

Living in seclusion in the mountains was boring and miserable, so the uncle and nephew discussed and finally moved from the mountains to a small town at the foot of the mountain to live in seclusion. The official roads in Kangguo were well connected, so Wu Xian's journey time was greatly shortened and he found his destination without any effort.

Wei Lou had no business in the town, so he didn't need to work from nine to five. He spent his free time every day either practicing and studying the Words of the Spirit, or going out for a walk, and occasionally going to the streets to watch people play chess. He watched so many times that he became familiar with his neighbors.

When Wu Xian arrived, Wei Lou was sitting on a stone pier, twisting a rough piece of wood in his hands. In front of him was a crude stone table, with a clear distinction between Chu and Han. Opposite him was an old man in plain clothes with white hair and beard. There was a circle of spectators around him.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lou was the one who frowned.

The chessboard situation was not in his favor.

Wu Xian's aura and size made him stand out among a group of old men and women. Except for a few who were fascinated by the chess game, the other old ladies sitting on the stone benches basking in the sun and chatting noticed this unfamiliar face: "Young man, who are you looking for?"

Wei Lou spoke in a bad tone as he was interrupted while playing chess.

"Looking for me, let him wait."

Wu Xian: "..."

He is the Duke of Lu after all!

I also worked briefly with Wei Lou!

Is this the only reaction of this old guy?

I was furious, but I could only feel my anger out of vain.

He patiently waited for Wei Lou to win the game, and watched him say goodbye to a few old men who wanted to play another game. Finally, Wu Xian followed him to the small courtyard where the uncle and nephew lived in seclusion. The white walls and black tiles were very elegant. "Wu Zhaode, what do you want to see me for?"

Could it be that the thief is still harboring evil intentions and still has other plans?

Wu Xian: "..."

What a rude old fellow.

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