The Great Seminary

Chapter 50: The "Grassroots Team" Finally Opens (Part )
It was a deep night with surging tides and heavy rain, and it was New Year's Eve again.

Normally, there are people riding horses, driving carts, and even riding in sedan chairs day and night, but on the county road where Sichuan Road is not accessible, there is not even a ghost in sight.

There was only a long snake-like convoy moving slowly forward with a string of infuriating lanterns lit.

Arriving at an inconspicuous fork in the road, the convoy drove towards a small road, moving even more slowly, and eventually disappeared into Xuanzhi Mountain.

The vehicle was a special large vehicle equipped with a large axle that could carry both cargo and people, and had traveled thousands of miles from the north to the southern border, crossing half of the land of the Ming and Song dynasties.

The cattle and horses are Qinghe cattle and Xiwu horses, which have broad hooves and wide hip bones. Although they do not run fast, they are strong and have a steady pace.

There wasn't any trouble moving through the woods, just as slowly as a turtle jogging.

It took two hours before we finally arrived at the Mushroom Valley.

After trekking in the dark and rain for so long in fear, Song Wenhua and others were close to mental collapse.

His breathing was so heavy that it seemed to break through his throat, and he questioned Zhang Gui where he wanted to go and what his plans were.

At this time, seeing the entire convoy driving into Mushroom Valley, Zhang Gui laughed.

"We've finally arrived. Now, welcome everyone to my kingdom, the True Dragon!"

As he spoke, the gold and silver he possessed transformed into elemental power and divine power.

After a moment of trance, thousands of people arrived at the giant snake head island in the outer wild ocean. Also affected by the "crow wind", the True Dragon Kingdom was in the Stone Corpse Capital with a torrential rain...

There are countless awnings three meters square on the Guiyang Palace Square.

There were piles of coking coal under the shed, and iron pots were placed on the coal.

Zhang Gui smiled complacently, patted the stunned Old Song, and said in a voice that resounded through the sky:
"Song Gong, go and ask someone to light a fire first so we can warm up and drink the broth and gnaw on the bones.

The emperor is the most important when it comes to eating.

From now on, you will be citizens of my True Dragon Country.

As the emperor, we are all one family."

Song Huawen said dully:
"Sir, this is a secret place, right?

The Zhang family in Pingyang actually has a secret place!
Could it be that the legend that Zhang Gong Siwei once plotted rebellion is true?!"

Zhang Gui laughed heartily, "Alright, Lord Song, now that we're at this place, stop playing these half-hearted tricks.

This place is not a secret place, but it is a self-contained place. It is an overseas island country.

From today on, you are the lord of the Kyoto government office in the country, and you and Zhang Hehe, the head of the Tianzhengyuan who collects taxes, are both of the seventh rank.

There was also Liu He, the head of the Ministry of Personnel, who was in charge of the appointment, dismissal, performance evaluation, and promotion of local officials in Kyoto...

Zheng Yang, the head of the Ministry of Revenue...

The head of the Ministry of Finance, who is in charge of the fiscal budget and public appropriations...

The chief officials of the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Works, and the Ministry of Agriculture, Cao He, were of the sixth rank.

In short, I have already thought about the government structure, and society will function normally once you take office.

As I said, time is of the essence, so let’s proceed quickly.”

These days, he had already found out everything about the abilities of the three shop assistants, the head clerks and even the ordinary clerks of the Rong family in Wangbei Village.

The positions of the generals among the lame men have been assigned.

As he spoke, Zhang Gui had already withdrawn his magical powers, turned back into an ordinary person, and strode to a carriage.

He opened the car door and took out Old Song's granddaughter Que'er, who was still half asleep.

Que'er had a blank look on her face, then she opened her eyes and said, "Hey, it's Brother Zhang Gui, why are you here?"

"It's cold, and you've come such a long way. Brother Gui will take you to drink some meat soup."

"Want some meat soup? But Que'er just had some pork during the Chinese New Year.

I'm so full."

"Then have some hot yogurt.

Duke Song, please tell everyone to serve hot yogurt to all the children.

Make sure you don't go to bed until your face is sweating.

It would be terrible if you got cold in this weather."

Song Huawen was stunned, and his anxious heart slowly calmed down.

No matter whether Zhang Gui is truly kind or just pretending to be a good person, as long as he is willing to act like a good person, he will be reasonable and not cruel.

And this is a blessing in disguise.

Song Huawen regained his spirit and started to work despite his old and tired body.

The wealthy and powerful families are particular about running their family businesses, "one village is like a country."

The staff was complete, the organizational structure was clear, and soon more than 10,000 people lined up and lit thousands of charcoal piles.

Flames shot up into the sky, and in a moment the entire Guiyang Palace Square became steaming hot.

The meat is fragrant.

Sitting high on the stage, I saw everyone's cold and anxious faces gradually relax.

Zhang Gui waved his hand and called the Rong family's shopkeeper and clerk who had surrendered to the stage.

Then he looked at the audience and said in a voice as loud as a bell:

“There’s a spoon in the pot, so don’t be shy, eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink.

I'll say a few words.

First of all, congratulations to everyone on becoming a citizen of the True Dragon Nation.

Break away from slavery and move towards a new future.

In other words, from now on, everyone is completely equal to me, Mr. Song Huawen, and everyone else in terms of human rights and personality.

Of course, although everyone has equal personality, there are differences in ability and social status, which is inevitable.

I declare that Mr. Song Huawen will serve as the Lord of the Capital Government of the True Dragon Kingdom, and will be in charge of all government affairs except taxation.

Zhang Hehe became the head of the Tianzheng Academy... Liu He became the head of the Ministry of Personnel in Kyoto...

Everybody applaud."

Here, the emperor is far away and Zhang Gui is called the king.

He then began to speak in the vernacular style that he was most familiar with and easy to understand from his previous life.

After completing the appointment, he imitated the "strongest 80s" in his previous life and clapped himself a few times.

Song Huawen was stunned for a moment, and although he didn't understand the meaning, he immediately followed suit and applauded.

Soon, the whole square was filled with thunderous applause.

Zhang Gui smiled with satisfaction, feeling like he was playing a real-life strategy game.

He gestured towards Old Sang Gui.

According to the plan, Old Sang Gui brought a batch of ore and herbs on a wooden tray.

Zhang Gui took it and walked up to Song Huawen himself.
"Song Gong, although you are in good health, you are old after all. If you have a serious illness, you can just lie down.

Unfortunately, I didn't even make it in time to see the sparrows getting married.

Now that you have become my subordinate and we have a personal relationship, I have to give you some benefits.

Come and kneel down with your mouth full of ore and herbs.

First of all, this is not an insult to your character.

Kneeling is simply a ritual requirement."

Things had come to this point, and Old Song no longer had any desire to resist.

Although he looked embarrassed, he put the minerals and herbs into his mouth without hesitation and knelt at Zhang Gui's feet.

Zhang Gui transformed into a metal monster and sang the high-pitched ancient divine song, "Song of Recruiting Soldiers".

In an instant, the herbal mineral in Song Huawen's mouth turned into liquid, flowed into his abdomen, and penetrated his flesh and blood.

The flesh gradually turned to stone, the wrinkles disappeared, and the aging body gradually recovered its health.

When the ceremony was over, Zhang Gui heaved a long sigh of relief and personally helped Old Song up.

"Lord Song, you can transform into a stone corpse or return to normal human form, it's all up to you.

In short, it is guaranteed that you can live another twenty years in good health and with full energy.

And it can be upgraded later.

When transformed, you become stronger and can live longer.

The next time will be thirty years, and the next time will be sixty years, and it can be added up.

Isn’t it beautiful when you think about it?”

For the elderly, what could be more attractive than health and longevity?

Song Huawen, who had always remained calm, found that after hearing this, he found that the rheumatism that used to cause him body aches whenever it was cloudy or rainy had disappeared without a trace.

Feeling the vitality and health that I had not felt in a long time, I began to shiver.

"Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful.

Hua Wen is willing to die for Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)