Yefutidaolu

Chapter 68 Boss
Gao Jian and Sima of the Demon Suppression Division rode towards the inner city on horseback.

But today, when passing by the outer city, many people kowtowed to Gao Jian.

Apparently, the entire outer city knew about Gao Jian's affair last night, and also knew that... those gods who ate blood, those gods transformed from rich men, were all dead.

Now, the new god of the outer city is Gao Jian.

"Stand up, don't kneel."

"No kneeling!"

Gao Jian walked and shouted all the way, but to no avail.

It's unlikely to be effective.

As a living human god, it is impossible for him not to be worshipped.

We can only wait until we get out of the inner city before we can deal with it.

Fortunately, there are relatively few people worshipping now. Among the tens of millions of people in the outer city, only a few truly realize that the world has been completely changed. Even if most people know that the original god is dead, they do not react for a while.

This situation must have lasted for at least several days, long enough to stop their prostration and their faith.

Gao Jian is not really going to become a 'God'.

He planned to transfer all these beliefs to other places to facilitate his subsequent actions.

Seeing Gao Jian trying to stop them from kneeling, Sima suddenly said, "You saved them, so why not let them kneel? Kneeling can make life easier, so many people would be eager to kneel."

"Lord Sima, if you want to make your life easier, you can't just think about kowtowing," Gao Jian replied.

These words made Sima raise his eyebrows and his expression became serious.

He looked at Gao Jian carefully, and then said, "Boy, do you really want to open a safe road for them? Why? It won't do you any good, right?"

"If everything is for profit, why are you helping me, Sima?" Gao Jian asked back.

"I think highly of you, admire your generosity, and think you are a promising person, so I help you. What about you? Do you think highly of them too?" Sima was curious.

"Yes." Gao Jian nodded.

Why do we look down on them? Because they are weak? Or is it because of something else?
But Gao Jian didn't think those were problems.

Zhang Yiyuan, and those leaders of the laborers before, which one of these people is not a good man?
There are tens of millions of people in the outer city of Cangzhou. How many are like them?

How big a storm can these people create if they are given a chance?
So Gao Jian said, "Sima, you are the kind who can call the wind and rain, move mountains and fill the sea, but you know... when you call the wind and rain, they are the wind and rain, and when you move mountains and fill the sea, they are the mountains and seas. If that's the case, then why should we look down on them?"

"Hahaha, you have such insight... It's really unexpected. I'm afraid that the outer city of Cangzhou can't hold you. You will be promoted in the future." Sima laughed.

"Sima, you are joking. I am just a common man. I don't think I can hold this position for long." Gao Jian smiled and replied.

Sima did not respond.

Because they've arrived.

Inner city, Eight Treasures Restaurant.

If you want to discuss something, it's naturally not a good idea to do it at someone's house. It would be bad to use breaking cups as a signal.

So many people gathered together, and they were not talking about any business.

Well, of course the best place is a restaurant, where everyone can eat and drink and talk about things.

Even if we can't come to an agreement, it doesn't matter. How can we take what happens at the dinner table seriously?

Gao Jian and Sima dismounted, handed the horses to the groom, and then walked into the Bazhen Food Restaurant.

There were no other customers in the restaurant, as if it had been cleared out long ago.

As soon as we entered, we were greeted by two teams of attendants, divided into the east and west groups, who led the way.

Gao Jian and Sima walked straight forward and into the hall.

When you walk into the hall, you will see all kinds of music being played, singers and actors beating drums and playing music, and the atmosphere is peaceful.

Looking around, the railings and floors are all made of white jade, the walls are decorated with agate, and there are several huge pearls embedded in the pavilions. They shine even in the daytime, shining in the air, and are refracted by the crystal flowers made of crystal, the light flashing ten times, making every detail in the room visible, but not dazzling.

The paving on both sides is all made of fine jade and gold, brilliant and beautiful.

The walls are painted with grease, strange grasses and flowers, the hall is decorated with colorful decorations, silk and brocade mats, and stringed instruments and orchestras, it is beautiful beyond measure and brilliant.

Many people, young and old, had already sat down there, and they all seemed to be people who had a say in their respective families, or would have a say in the future.

The moment Gao Jian and Sima walked into the hall, the sounds of idle chattering around them died down.

Sitting in the main seat was the handsome young man who looked only sixteen years old.

Although he looks like a teenager, he is the prefect of Cangzhou and the current head of the Shui family.

"Ah, the hero from the outer city is here, everyone come and see." The prefect said with a smile while sitting at the table.

"I disrupted the order of the outer city and slaughtered hundreds of gods. How can I be considered a hero? I only ask the prefect to forgive me and not blame me." Gao Jian immediately bowed and said so.

However, the Jade-faced Prefect sighed and said regretfully, "What can be blamed for the fact that the High School Lieutenant has eliminated corruption for the people? I am in the inner city, handling many affairs of Cangzhou, but I don't know that the outer city is empty, the gods are corrupting the government and harming the people, alienating the wise and neglecting the courtesy, wasting money and food, and making me lack the intention to love the people. These are all the evil gods who use them to eliminate the people's decisiveness and fortitude, deceive and over-reward, break the law and miss opportunities. The corruption of the current government is all due to this."

Gao Jian immediately replied, "There are matters of the world that are of different importance, some are urgent and some are slow. The prefect was busy with Cangzhou's affairs, so it is understandable that he failed to notice the situation. There is really no need to blame yourself."

The prefect shook his head and said with some self-blame: "That being said, the order of importance and urgency is the key to order, while the order of urgency and non-order leads to chaos. I will not talk about what should not be done. The most important and urgent things are to be close to the virtuous and the people, and to reward the meritorious and punish the guilty. The chaos in Cangzhou now all stems from the loss of order of importance and urgency. This is my fault."

As he was speaking, an old man stood up and said, "What's wrong with the prefect? It's because Zuo Baicang was late in submitting his reports, and the internal and external memorials had been delayed for days, sometimes even for half a year or never submitted. Because of the old habits, it became a habit, and the prefect was blinded by his evil deeds. This is his fault as the chief priest."

Everyone spoke one word at a time, and unknowingly put the blame on Zuo Baicang, who was already dead.

But... not everyone is so tacit.

But a member of the Zuo family suddenly said, "It's not the prefect's fault. It's indeed the chief priest's fault. It's all because the chief priest did not learn regular script and his calligraphy is dull. He could not write down everything himself, so he had to dictate everything and hand it over to the foreign affairs official to handle. Unexpectedly, the foreign affairs official was so negligent. Alas, I think the Ximen family needs to reflect on themselves." After this was said, another person from the Ximen family stood up and apologized, nodding obediently.

While they were talking, Gao Jian and Sima had already taken their seats.

At this time, the prefect said, "Ahem, let's stop here. Why bother to keep asking for culpability? We can slowly sort out the affairs of Cangzhou Outer City later."

Then he went on to say, "It is the Zuo family that needs to reflect on themselves. The ancestral temple is in charge of sacrifices, so they should know that if the sacrifices are not sincere, they may not bring blessings, but disasters. The government has clear rules for coming in and out, and there are fixed times for fasting and offering sacrifices. I have never heard of anyone setting up an altar to gather gods outside of the ritual system. You must know that the system of ancestral community prohibitions is very strict and secret. Even civil and military ministers, honorary relatives and nobles are not allowed to enter. How can we allow the evil and presumptuous people of Hu and Jie to make noise? In the future, you must be more careful about matters related to demons and gods."

At this point, Zuo Lang, who was sitting next to him, stood up and said, "Your Excellency is right. The ghosts we should offer sacrifices to are not evil. It means that evil cannot interfere with good. Please make this a top priority for the prefect and implement it quickly. Make sure that the discipline is greatly shaken, morality is spread, people's hearts are won, and the will of heaven is fulfilled, so that the clan society will celebrate for a hundred years."

"This matter is of great importance, so it is better not to discuss it over the dinner table. You can draft the document for the sacrifice afterwards and submit it to the official document." said the Jade-faced Prefect.

Others also made suggestions and presented their opinions. The atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious. Everyone spoke reasonably and expressed their feelings.

Gao Jian didn't say anything more and just sat there quietly.

Although it seemed like nothing on the surface, in fact, he was already sweating coldly.

The conversation just now may seem insignificant, but in fact, it was as dangerous as the fight last night.

These few lines of conversation dropped a big bomb on Gao Jian, who quickly threw it to the prefect.

The Jade-faced Prefect probably wanted Gao Jian to say this, so he immediately began to direct the words to the Zuo family. The actors around him should also be aware of what was going on.

Although the Zuo family was prepared to change the subject, it was obvious that other families were also prepared. Everyone spoke one after another, forcing Zuo Lang to speak out.

These words have confirmed the division of responsibilities for matters in the outer city of Cangzhou.

Fortunately, Gao Jian only said one sentence.

If you really get involved in these conversations, you'll probably be led astray and say a lot of bad things without even realizing it.

Sima, on the other hand, was a little surprised when he saw Gao Jian's reaction: "I thought you were not good at this kind of situation."

"It's true that I'm not very good at it...but it's not like I haven't drunk before, so it's pretty much the same. It's just that the wording and the atmosphere aren't right." Gao Jian shook his head and said so.

"They are better than me. I am the one who really doesn't bother to care about their nonsense. They don't do their work and just pretend to be nice to others all day long. They seem to be unfathomable, but they are actually bullshit." Sima said disdainfully: "Cangzhou is indeed a wild place."

Gao Jian was curious: "A barren land? By the way, Sima, you are a temporary official. Are other places much more prosperous than Cangzhou?"

"Of course. There are only a handful of Grandmasters in Cangzhou, and there are also indigenous people like the Baishanjiang tribe. How can they compare to the prosperity of Yuezhou? Not to mention being on par with the Gods."

"I don't know when these people figured it out. The reason why the Divine Capital started fighting among itself is because it has already expanded no further. The world is so big that there is no enemy for the Divine Capital. But they haven't even cleaned up the snakes and insects in their own nest before they started fighting among themselves. They are completely brainless and pretend to be scheming and calculating. With this situation, they can only stay in Cangzhou and do whatever they want."

Sima of the Demon Suppression Division had a look of disdain on his face, but he spoke in a low voice and even used the method of gathering sound into lines to prevent others from eavesdropping.

Obviously, even if he looked down on him, he was still unwilling to tear his face in public. Contempt was only a private matter. It can be seen that Cangzhou was not as easy to bully as he said.

But Gao Jian didn't dare to answer these words. He didn't know how to gather sounds into a line. He could only listen, then poured himself a cup of tea and wait for the food to be served.

These conversations ended after a while.

Soon, the dishes were served.

The banquet was a grand occasion, with hundreds of delicacies, hundreds of sauces, eight kinds of delicacies, fruits of all kinds of plants, meat of birds and beasts, onions, leeks, minced meat, and sacrificial herbs. It gathered the fatness of autumn beasts and the maturity of five grains, plus the nine flavors to blend, five tastes and three ingredients, nine boils and nine changes, with the fire as the regulation, and the speed of the cooking time to reduce the fishy smell and remove the odor. The changes in the pot were exquisite and delicate.

Gao Jian took just one bite and was so surprised that he couldn't describe how delicious it was.

The rice is not an ordinary dish, it is soft, smooth and creamy, flowing in your mouth and turning into essence.

Soups are also precious things, moist and smooth, with a fragrant taste and a lingering aroma.

The dishes are exquisite, the fat pork is crispy and delicious, as soft as spring cotton, and very pleasing to the lips and teeth.

Looking at the table again, the soups are fragrant and colorful, the turtle soup and snake soup are extremely rich, the chicken soup and turtle meat are refreshing, the water, paste and wine each have their place, the meat is as smooth as silver, the fish is as white as jade, and the vegetables are as yellow as gold. This table of dishes is exactly called "A House Full of Gold and Jade", and it is named after this.

Gao Jian also saw a strange big fish. The big ones were four or five feet long, with fine purple scales, no fine bones, no fishy smell, purple meat and green bones, and an extremely delicious taste.

So naturally he ate like crazy. He definitely couldn't eat these things normally. Now that he ate the good things, it was just right for him to replenish his energy and help accumulate qi and blood.

Anyway, in order to break through the three realms, you need to accumulate energy and blood, it would be a waste not to eat.

As for the others, who were toasting and greeting each other, with cups filled with white jade and goblets filled with golden juice, that was not a wise decision, and he actually didn't care.

You guys chat with each other and I eat mine. I'm already being very polite by not turning the table when you're picking up food. Not to mention that nowadays we actually have a separate dining system and everyone eats their own food. There are waiters serving food to each person's small table at the big table in the middle. It's very cumbersome and troublesome, but everyone seems to be used to it.

However, just because Gao Xianzhi doesn’t matter doesn’t mean that others don’t care.

During the meal, the jade-faced prefect suddenly said, "Great idea."

Gao Jian was eating. Hearing this, he chewed his food twice and swallowed it. Then he bowed and asked, "Sir?"

"Try this. You have offended the Baishanjiang water tribe, and this is just what you need." The other party said, and asked the waiter to bring a colorful rice dumpling to Gao Jian.

Zongzi Gaojian was very familiar with it, but he didn't dare to mix it up with what he remembered.

The Jade-faced Prefect said, "People make rice dumplings on the fifth day of the lunar month and wrap them with leaves and colorful silk. These are the legacy of Miluo. They were stolen by the dragons. This rice dumpling was made by the chef of the Eight Treasures Restaurant. He stuffed it with leaves from precious trees and tied it with colorful silk. These two things are feared by dragons. If you eat one, you can ward off the dragons."

Gao Jian then replied, "Thank you, sir."

So I took it down, opened the rice dumpling, and ate it. Suddenly, I felt as if something was surrounding me, but it disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed.

After Gao Jian finished eating, the Jade-faced Prefect continued to say to Gao Jian: "Now that the outer city's hundreds of gods have been destroyed, the people are helpless, and the wind and rain are out of balance. Do you have any opinions?"

Gao Jian immediately raised his head.

Here comes the drama.

　Alas, I still updated two chapters. I really lost to you. I am always too soft-hearted.

　　If I die from staying up late, it's all your fault. If nothing else, please give me a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)