From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 39: The City God Asked Me to Collaborate (Please Read More)

The dilapidated baby tower now stands between the shallow hills by the river. The water flows endlessly, and the shallow hills rise like tombs.

The tower is no longer tall, but low and staggered like steps, with lights flickering on each step.

The little fetal ghosts had now washed away all their resentment and were climbing up and down the baby tower playfully. Some even ran far away and reached the nearby village.

If a pregnant woman or a child falls, they may be surprised to find that they are not hurt at all.

But in a place that people couldn't see, little fetal ghosts were lying under them, giggling.

Of course, the umbilical cords of the little fetal ghosts are always connected to the baby tower, so they will not run around. If they are tired of playing, they will return to the tower and fall asleep.

"Yeah."

A naughty little fetal ghost climbed onto Youming's head and fiddled with the scales on his face.

Then, while he wasn't paying attention, she gave him a kiss and ran away quickly, giggling.

You Ming looked up into the distance. The baby tower, mottled by time, leaned against the water. The setting sun in the distance cast a layer of golden red light on the earth.

Hey, it seems we forgot someone.

From the bottom of the river's mud, a three-foot-tall figure with a big head and large feet struggled to crawl out.

His head was covered in mud and had tiny claw marks on it.

The figure looked up at the sky, almost crying.

He was just delivering a shipment, but halfway through, he was suddenly dragged into the mud by a force, and then beaten up by countless tiny figures.

Who the hell did I offend?

……

You Ming was reconciling accounts with Wu Mo in the temple in the underworld. The incense had been getting more and more prosperous these days. He could harvest 500 incense points every day, which could be converted into 50 divine powers, or about 1,500 to 2,000 divine powers a month.

Ninety percent of it has to be handed over, so You Ming only has more than a hundred divine powers left every month.

Even though he is now much wealthier than before, he now has five more priests under him and he has to pay them salaries every month. Add to that the divine power to maintain the operation of the temple, and he only gets a little over fifty a month.

Although these divine powers were considered high-income people in Changning County, he was still somewhat unsatisfied.

This divine power is great. Divine power is almost the hard currency of Shinto. I don’t have enough qualifications. If I can get more divine power, I can buy myself many tools for cultivation.

"Master Xifei?"

"Is the empress dowager at home?"

Just when You Ming was thinking about how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, he heard a pinched, flattering voice coming from outside.

Wu Mo immediately packed up the documents and left.

Outside the hall, a tall and ugly wandering god floated in.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhu."

You Ming didn't stand up, but just nodded.

The person who came was not someone else, but Zhu Xin, the night wandering god of the [Correct Wind Division].

"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir."

As soon as Zhu Xin came in, his face was all smiles. He looked so happy that someone who didn't know him would think his wife had given birth. "What's the source of your happiness?"

You Ming was a little puzzled. He had just been promoted, so he couldn't be promoted again.

Even if I get a promotion, it shouldn't be someone from the Discipline Inspection Commission who notifies me.

"The City God has sent me here to discuss expanding the number of villages under your jurisdiction from three to ten. He also plans to grant you the right to bestow children and blessings upon all 132 villages in the county within the next three years."

For the gods of the land, the most important things are land and population.

Even the rank of a god is not as important as these two.

After all, for most gods, they would rather be a ninth-rank land official in the village than be an eighth-rank clerk in the county government.

"Hmm? The City God is actually willing to do that?"

You Ming was very surprised. As a celestial official and an outsider, Changning County was able to give him three villages as his jurisdiction simply because these three villages were located at the foot of Yuanling Mountain. Yuanling Mountain was the private property of Jintong Shenjun and even Bixia Yuanjun, and the people in the City God Temple did not dare to say anything.

But they are very wary of the beliefs of other villages, for fear that the little carp will steal the incense from other villages.

After all, the City God Temple also has the power to grant children and blessings, but the effect is not that good.

"If you are willing to give up, then of course you are willing to give up."

"It's been just over a year since you took office, and the population of the three villages under your jurisdiction has increased by a hundred people. This is truly remarkable."

Zhu Xin gave a thumbs up and praised him as if he was free of charge.

But what he said was true. Since Xiaoliyu took office, newborns have been born one after another in the three villages, and the quality is good. Among them, there are often geniuses with good qualifications and bones.

Although the City God was reluctant to share his territory with others, the birth rate was too alarming. If all the villages in the county were handed over to You Ming, wouldn't thousands more people be born every year?
Population means incense, population means power. Even if the City God is reluctant, he will still calculate the account.

What's more, although Yuanling Mountain is effective in granting children, the scope of its effectiveness has always been limited to the three villages at the foot of the mountain. People in other places have already complained about it, and the City God is also under great pressure.

"I can agree to take charge of a few more villages, but how will the incense offerings be divided?"

Although expanding his jurisdiction would be a good thing for him, in this situation, he also had to strive for the greatest benefit for himself.

"The City God has instructed that we give you 30% of the incense offerings, and we will also provide you with a wide range of services within the City God's Office's purview."

The City God had already given instructions before Zhu Xin came, so he spoke without hesitation.

He was so envious that he almost drooled. This was 30% of the incense offerings. The divine power generated every month was much higher than his annual salary.

"Tell the City God that I only want 20% of the incense offerings. The City God will give me 10% and the other 20%, making a total of 30%. I will hand it over to the Goddess and the God."

You Ming was very clear-headed. He knew that all his current status came from Bixia Yuanjun and Jintong Shenjun.

Maybe the two great gods don’t care about these trivial matters, but their attitude must be correct.

Zhu Xin was stunned. They had not taken these two gods into consideration when they were discussing the matter before. However, this involved the fate of 30% of the incense offerings, so he did not dare to make a decision. He could only stand there hesitantly, claiming that he would go back and report to the City God for him to decide.

"That's all I ask. As long as the City God agrees, we'll start work tomorrow."

You Ming waved his hand and asked Zhu Xin to go back and report quickly.

He believed that the City God would definitely agree. After all, Changning County alone accounted for 50% of the incense offerings, and all newborns were under the management of Changning County. If he did not agree, You Ming would rather guard his own piece of land.

(End of this chapter)