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Chapter 3585: Killing the Soldier with a Flat Car(1/2)

Chapter 3584: Killing the Soldier with a Flat Car

Three sounds were leaking at night. When Xun You walked into the back hall of the general's mansion with the list, he saw Fei Qian dying in front of the "Mountain and Sea Map".

The concept of maps appeared in China as early as the Spring and Autumn Period. The text of "Mozi Map" described maps. There was also a peak period for map drawing in the Han Dynasty, especially in the era of Emperor Wu of Han. However, in the Han Dynasty and in the long feudal dynasties that followed, China's map drawing was always between image description and landscape painting.

Compared with the serious practical map, they are 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 maps of the previous Han Dynasty.

The ancestors of China were very awesome, but the people who came later were even more awesome.

There is no way out.

But people can make a way out.

A free mind proves, and the spring and autumn are cut off.

Unspoken rules, in principle.

standard.

This is very important.

Implementing standards is also important.

What China likes most is "no standards".

Especially those who are superior like to change their orders every day. As the saying goes, "The Heavenly Constitution is the only way to express the words,"

Of course, Fei Qian could also be such arbitrary person, saying that whoever is the head will be the head, and that whoever is not good will not be good, but Fei Qian would not want to do this. He would rather give reasons, set standards and make decisions in public in Qinglong Temple.

Of course, this is more cumbersome than an appointment, and there may be more problems, but Fei Qian still decided to do so.

"Lord." Xun You saw the bronze vermilion lamp casting shadows on Fei Qian's body, as if he had wings on Fei Qian, and was about to flap his wings and fly high.

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

"Kunda, sit."

Fei sneaked back to the table and sat down, looking through the list sent by Xun You.

From top to bottom, from left to right.

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

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

The candidates Fei Qian wanted were probably from the bottom, and at least they could not surpass the poor class, otherwise it would be rare to communicate with the people at the bottom.

Even in later generations, the management class in religion was too high. Hereditary or semi-hereditary positions led to the management class of these religions forgetting how many people live in pain. They just calculate the amount of incense and even transform into exploiting classes. Not only did they not bring spiritual comfort to the people, but instead increased the burden on the people.

If the Qingniu Taoist can sit still, he may be a more suitable candidate for the head coach.

"Are you willing to put your hair on your hair and treat your sores for the common people?" Fei Qian pushed up the list on the table and asked.

Xun You thought for a moment, lowered his head and replied, "It may be possible for a moment, but it will be difficult for a lifetime."

"Yeah." Fei Qian nodded and said, "In the seventh year of Taixing in the Qingniu Taoist Priest, there was an epidemic in Hanzhong. He taught the people of the mountain to smoke the house with mugwort to prevent miasma. He also encountered mud cows rolling, and led his children to dig up corpses and recite scriptures to soothe the people's hearts and relieve the suffering... Can these people be willing to do this?"

Thunder suddenly rose outside the window, and the rain hit the banana leaves. Xun You shook his head again and said, "It is still acceptable for the people in the list to live in the Taoist temple. If you cross mountains and ridges and practice good deeds in remote areas, it is probably difficult. The lord's intention is to let Taoist Master Qingniu take charge?"

Fei Qian frowned, "Yes, not."

In Xun You's somewhat puzzled gaze, Fei Qian said slowly, "The Gods in the Five Directions are both about to be born and enter the world. The people in charge of the sect need to understand the sufferings of the world, and also have the joy of looking down on the cycle of reincarnation of all living beings... If Master Qingniu accumulates merits in another ten years, he will naturally be the only candidate for the sect... Now, it is difficult to recall him... Holding the Nine-Leading Staff, traveling thousands of miles, and having no worries when he goes, he is free from his feet when he returns... This is the wonder of Gods in the Five Directions to spread the world, how can he stop it from writing to do it?"

『…』 Xun You was silent.

This requirement is a bit too high, right?

It is even more complicated than selecting officials.

But, if this happens, wouldn’t the head sect be left empty?

Fei Qian tapped his fingers a few times on the table, "Daoist Jinghong, is he really accomplicated with Jin Yuanxiu's son?"

Compared with the Qingniu Taoist, Jinghong Taoist obviously does not have much reputation among the people, and he is unwilling to endure hardships like the Qingniu Taoist. If he goes around to practice hard, he will naturally easily want to take shortcuts.

Xun You nodded and said, "According to the report from the News Office, Jinghong met with Jin's son in the West City on the excuse of buying cinnabar."

Fei Qian nodded, "Then let's wait for him to seek death tomorrow."

...

...

Longshouyuan, Qinglong Temple.

The shocking Taoist crown outside the mountain gate trembled slightly, and the five-way God's Eight Trigrams Taoist robe made him particularly conspicuous among the crowd.

He looked up at the official script plaque of "Qinglong Temple", not knowing what he remembered, and was a little dazed.

He pinched the seven-star jade pendant inside his sleeve, and actually hesitated in his heart.

One wrong step may be one wrong step.

If I hadn't been greedy at the beginning, I wanted to have more money, maybe now...

But what about now?

What should be done with this step?

Suddenly, he saw "Yang Langjun"'s smiling face in the crowd. He flashed by and felt a little squeaked in his heart. When he looked at it again, he couldn't find it.

The people around him were chattering and chaotic. Most of them thought that he was about to succeed the head of the Gods of the Five Directions. They also had the intention of going forward to make a familiar face, but blocked his vision into a scattered state...

Looking back?

I can't turn back!

When Jinghong stood before the door sign of Qinglong Temple, recalling what he did back then, he finally realized that even in the past twenty years, he had been chanting scriptures, burning incense, and fasting all day long, he still failed to wipe away the smell of the poor family in his bones.

"Immortal, please."

The clerk of Qinglong Temple came with a smile, leading a way to let Taoist Jinghong move forward.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"

Jinghong subconsciously responded, but his eyes fell on the jade pendant exposed beside the little official.

The style with a wrong gold hook was also seen on "Yang Langjun" before...

"you……"

Taoist Jinghong's eyes narrowed.

The little official smiled, "Please... please don't let the General of the Cavalry wait for a long time..."

Master Jinghong took a breath, nodded, and stepped up.

The drizzle was flying, splashing on the Taoist crown above his head, and soon his Taoist crown mottled, as if blood was oozing out.

...

...

In the main hall of Qinglong Temple, there is a copper furnace lingering in the blue smoke.

Fei Qian stood in a slit with his hands on the screen on the side of the hall.

The twelve serious catalogs and annotations written by Zheng Xuan at that time are still deeply touched.

All are gone...

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

When Jinghong turned around the corridor, he saw Fei Qian's figure. His hands hidden inside his sleeves couldn't help but pinched them tightly on the Seven-Star Jade Pendant.

He remembered what Jin Wei said, "As long as the general of the Cavalry loses his manners in public, it will naturally be a blasphemy of the way of heaven, and he will not be able to decide the position of chief sect! At that time, he can be angry and be praised by the world!"

After Yuan Shao, who remembers that person was also hung in the East Gate of the Festival?

Then if everything goes well, even if he can't be the head of Guanzhong, he can still gain fame and fortune in Shandong!

It’s not a loss to both sides.

Maybe.

The eaves of Qinglong Temple were steaming in the rain with light smoke and mist, and the striking Taoist robe was blown by the wind through the hall. He walked into the hall and bowed his head to salute to General Fei, the black Taoist robe on his body, and the golden thread on the cuffs of the black Taoist robe was faintly shining.

Fei Qian looked at Taoist Jinghong and said calmly that he would not give him a gift, which made people ask Taoist Jinghong to sit aside.

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

"I heard that the sky hangs on the image, and the sages take it, and the earth carries things, and the benevolent people follow it. Those who are in charge of the teachings of the five directions are not those who stop in the empty and fight, but should be grateful for the ambition of yin and yang. In the past, Guan Zhong shot hooks, but did not go against the master, and followed the destiny of heaven and saved Li Yuan; a hundred miles of ox is not humiliating, and he should be in mind to wait for the Ming Dynasty. Now, looking at the choice of the pope, he dares to follow the instructions of Zang Wenzhong for sacrifice to live in this life, and Chen Kui Huo's sincerity in yang."

As soon as Fei Qian said this, everyone was shocked.

After hearing this, Jinghong missed a stroke in his heart, and he couldn't help but stare at Fei Qian.

The truth is naturally the truth, and the standards are of course the same, but in the feudal officialdom of China, when will the truth and standards be discussed? Of course, when you are not prepared to let someone become a person, you will talk about it.

Otherwise, if you want to get someone promoted, you should tailor a set of standards. There is no problem with the program, but what about it?

Of course, this thing is not unique to China, and later generations of Midi also learned it very well.
To be continued...
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