I'm an immortal in heaven

If the City God of Chang'an Mansion wanted to get married, it would not be a problem to build a few phoenix towers. He only needed to inform those Taoist temples and temples with a talisman, and those Taoist temples and temples would naturally be done for the City God.

In Chang'an City, the royal relatives, princes and ministers have plenty of money. As the saying goes, people are mortal, and Lord Chenghuang is the fifth-rank official of the underworld, who is in charge of the underworld case in the entire Chang'an Mansion. Now Lord Chenghuang wants to marry a wife, can you No point 'charity'?
So in just three days, the three Taoist temples and five temples in the entire Chang'an Mansion raised 1701 million taels of silver.

In addition, there are also major tycoons and aristocrats who not only contribute money, but also people and things to help build Fenglou.

Of course, there is one point to be mentioned here. Since the Tianting pacified Nanzhan Buzhou, no matter whether it is Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou, or Beiju Luzhou, all sects and sects are allowed to preach here.

It’s just that sectarian disputes are no longer allowed. Everyone preaches fairly and peacefully. It is your ability for people to believe in you. If you don’t believe in you, you are not allowed to force it, let alone force beliefs, and sects are not allowed to fight each other over preaching.

"Refugees in the Tang Dynasty were numerous, rebels were everywhere, wars were everywhere, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty almost spent all the treasury in order to calm the chaos, and in order to build the Phoenix Tower for the City God, the royal relatives, princes and ministers of the Chang'an Mansion The tyrants can donate 1701 million taels of silver at will, and there are tens of thousands of manpower and materials. It’s really a rich man’s wine and meat. 'In the Taoist temple, Zheng Xuling said with emotion to Fang Jian.

Fang Jian just smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said, "The Kingdom of the Tang Dynasty has lasted no less than 5 years, right?"

"Seventy-six thousand years." Zheng Xuling said: "It can be seen that the power of a country is much stronger than that of an individual. A monk in the Yangshen Realm can only live for 6000 years, while the Great Tang Kingdom lasted for 3600 years casually. .”

Fang Jiandao: "Seventy-six thousand years, how many wise emperors will be born among them, so that the country can last for such a long time."

"I don't know about that, and I haven't calculated it." Zheng Xuling smiled and said, "I'm afraid that the emperors and ministers of the Great Tang Kingdom can't figure it out themselves, but one thing is very clear, how many wise kings can bring the country together?" I don't know if Zuo has lasted for so many years, but I know that as long as there is a foolish king, Guozuo can collapse overnight."

"It makes sense." Fang Jian nodded and said, "The Tang Kingdom has lost and recovered more than 70 times in its history."

As they said that, Fang Jian and Zheng Xuling had already walked out of the Luoyan Temple. It was midsummer at this time, and outside the Luoyan Temple were lush trees and flowing water. Although the sun was strong in the sky, it was not hot enough for monks.

As long as a monk runs the Dao method, he can keep his body at a constant temperature forever, without being affected by the external climate.

Of course, if it was some catastrophic disaster, or the spells of other immortal monks changed the climate, that would be another matter.

"Fellow Daoist Dafang, then I'll take a walk around Chang'an Mansion to see if I can find one or two people who have become possessed by demons." Zheng Xuling said to Fang Jian, he is a restless person, let him wait for three months It's better to go outside Chang'an Mansion for a while.

"Okay." Fang Jian cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist, take care all the way. If you need help, you can send a letter to Luoyan Temple directly within these three months."

Zheng Xuling cupped his hands and said: "Okay, the poor Taoist will take his leave first."

After finishing speaking, an inspiration flashed under Zheng Xuling's feet, and he immediately flew into the air, heading towards the south of Chang'an Mansion.

After seeing Zheng Xuling leaving, Fang Jian said to Hei Haier: "Don't be idle, you will patrol Chang'an Mansion in these three months, and if there is anyone possessed by demons, immediately take them down and send them directly to Nantian Mansion to avoid any harm. sentient beings."

"Yes, master." Hei Hai'er was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately bowed to accept the order. It's not that he doesn't like following Fang Jian, but that it's fun for him to follow Fang Jian day after day. It's too boring for kids.

Then Hei Haier also turned into a golden light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fang Jian watched Hei Haier leave, and he didn't go back to the Taoist temple immediately, but went all the way to the layman along the Qingshi Road outside the Taoist temple, and soon came to a private school.

There were bursts of chaotic reading sounds in the private school, some were high-pitched, some were low-pitched, and some were even phony.

Fang Jian only stood outside the private school for a moment, and he could hear several white characters and typos, but the sound of reading continued, and there was no sign of being corrected.

Fang Jian walked slowly to the gate of the private school and looked in, only to see a large courtyard full of children around eleven or twelve years old.

Among them, three children were wearing silk clothes, and the rest were all wearing coarse linen clothes. Looking at the clothes, they were of distinct classes.

And under the porch in front of the yard, there is a rocking chair. An old man also dressed in brocade and silk cloth is lying on the rocking chair, holding a book in his left hand and leisurely holding a fan in his right hand.

Even if the children below read the wrong words, he just pretended not to hear them, and only when the three children in silk clothes, who looked like they were from wealthy families, read the wrong words, he would raise his head and stare at the three children. Then the three kids would immediately realize their mistake.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jian couldn't help frowning. The teacher was very strict with the rich children, but he was very lenient with the poor children.

Not long after, as the sun was rising, the teacher stretched himself, then stood up from the rocking chair, and said to the children studying below: "Come here, you can go back to have lunch after school. "

Only then did the children stop, and then stood up to salute the teacher. The teacher waved his hand casually, and was about to leave when a child in coarse linen asked, "Sir, I...I don't know a word."

The teacher frowned, turned around to look at the child and said, "Why didn't you ask before, but only after school?!" His expression was very serious, and the child was startled, he hesitated for a while and couldn't say anything. Come on.

At this time, the teacher said: "Okay, okay, I will ask again in the afternoon. You go back to have lunch first. It doesn't matter whether you read or not. Eating is the most important thing. Reading is of no use."

After finishing speaking, the teacher walked into the back hall of the private school. The child could only lower his head and pack up the books, and left with his friends from the same village.

As the children from poor families left the private school, the three children from rich and noble families walked last. They had the most books, and they were not in a hurry to go back after school. Instead, they used their books to correct their previous mistakes. , and then left the private school.

From here, Fang Jian can see that the education of those children from poor families is obviously not as good as that of these children from rich families, because those children from poor families do not even have the basic ability to correct each other.

After these rich children walked out of the private school, they went straight back to their own home. Fang Jian thought for a while, then immediately disappeared and followed one of the rich children all the way to his home.

When the child Fang Jian was following returned to his door, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade suit with a slightly fat figure was already waiting outside the door.

"Daddy." The child called out, and then quickly ran to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man greeted him quickly with a smile on his face, and then asked the child, "My dear son, what are you going to eat today? Daddy has asked the kitchen to prepare more than 30 kinds of your favorite dishes for you."

The child didn't talk about food first, but said to the middle-aged man: "Daddy, Mr. said again today that 'study is useless'."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Mr. is right, reading is indeed useless, but you just don't listen, you have to study hard."

"Daddy, I don't understand." The child said with a puzzled face.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, then took the child to the side of the road, pointed to a vast stretch of high-quality fertile land ahead, and said, "Look."

The child looked at the vast, high-quality fertile field, and saw that the ears of rice in the field were extremely full, and this year must be another bumper harvest year, and in that field, men and women in coarse linen clothes were leaving the field, Return to your own home.

"Daddy, this is my family's land." The child said.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's right, this is my family's land, and those people are all tenant farmers of my family. Sir, he said 'study is useless' for their sons, not for you."

"Why?" the child asked again.

The middle-aged man said: "Son, think about it, how tiring is it to study? How tiring to be an official? How tiring to take care of the food and drink of so many people under him? How easy is it to farm? Simple and easy. So let them not study for the sake of They are good, just let us do the tiresome and tiring work of being an official and holding power."

Hearing this, the child suddenly showed a bright smile on his face, and said, "I understand, Daddy, let them farm and weave hemp for generations, without getting tired or bothered. We will be officials for generations to come." , power, we all carry these tiresome tasks by ourselves.”

"Hey! That's right, good son, you will definitely become a great talent in the future." The middle-aged man immediately laughed and said while hugging the child.

Appreciated by his father, the child giggled a few times, then turned and shouted to the farmers who were returning home in the field: "It's useless to study! It's useless to study!"

Seeing the child innocently shouting the words 'study is useless', Fang Jian's heart tingled for a while.

"All beings are equal, and there is a long way to go."

Fang Jian looked at the father and son returning home happily, and Fang Jian thought deeply as he stood by the edge of the field.

Time flies, ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and two of the Fenglou have been built. With strong manpower, material and financial resources, the building is naturally very fast.

On that day, Fang Jian was teaching those peasant children to read and write in that small village. Fang Jian sat on a pebble, and the peasant children squatted around him.

"Who can read these four poems?" Fang Jian wrote a poem with wooden sticks on the ground, and then asked the children around him.

It was the same child who learned to read at noon ten days ago. He raised his hand and said, "Master Taoist, I can read."

Fang Jian smiled and said, "Then read it aloud."

The child immediately cleared his throat, and then read aloud: "The son of heaven values ​​heroes, and articles teach you. Wanwan, Wan." He stopped after reading this, and he didn't come out after a long time, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously.

At this time, Fang Jian reminded at the right time: "Everything."

The child suddenly realized, and immediately continued to read: "Everything is inferior, but reading is superior."

Fang Jian applauded immediately, and the children around him also applauded. The child seemed to have been greatly encouraged, and his face turned red with excitement.

"Children, remember, no matter what time it is, it is very important to acquire knowledge through reading." Fang Jian said: "The word 'reading is useless' is the biggest lie and evil word in the world. You must not believe it."

"But sir often says that," said a child.

Fang Jiandao: "He's not a gentleman, he's just a scout, a knowledgeable hooligan, the mouthpiece of a family and a scout."

Of course the children couldn't understand these words, so question marks were all over their faces.

Seeing this, Fang Jian asked, "Did he often lie on the rocking chair when you were in school?"

"Yes." The children nodded.

Fang Jian said with a smile: "So, you can see that his feet don't touch the ground, and his buttocks are hanging in the air, which means that he is not walking the same way as you. His buttocks are hanging in the air, and he can sit on whichever side is higher. On the 'low' side. And you, in his eyes, are the 'low' side."

The children understood this a little bit, which meant that the gentleman they had always respected had never valued them.

"We handed over to Shu Xiu!" the children said angrily.

Fang Jian said: "Children, don't be angry. Even if he didn't teach you seriously, it doesn't mean he didn't teach others seriously. You just need to listen carefully when he teaches. Even if he doesn't teach seriously, you should listen carefully, understand. ?"

The children nodded and said, "Understood, Daoist."

Fang Jian nodded, and at this time, a spiritual light suddenly flew in the sky and came straight towards Fang Jian. Naturally, these children could not see this spiritual light, so Fang Jian just waved his hand slightly, and then passed the spiritual light to Fang Jian. The book is in his hands.

When Fang Jian read the contents of the book of spiritual light with his spiritual sense, Fang Jian looked serious, and then he got up and said, "Children, you have to read and write carefully and repeatedly the words I taught you these days. I have something to do." Leave for a while, come back in a few days and teach you again, remember?"

The children quickly got up and said, "Remember, Daoist."

Then Fang Jian left the small village and came to a deserted forest, turning into a fairy light and flying towards the south.

The message of spiritual light was sent by Zheng Xuling, and the content was to ask Fang Jian to buy magic talisman and exorcism powder with Jieyu, because he bought magic talisman at various immortal officials and gods in Hejian Mansion, south of Chang'an Mansion. When using Mosan and Exorcism Powder, I found that it was ridiculously expensive. A magic talisman cost fifteen robbery jades, but a bottle of exorcism powder cost thirty robbery jades!

And Zheng Xuling really met a monk who was possessed by demons, and instead of fighting for several days without winning it, he had used up the magic talisman and exorcism powder, so he asked Fang Jian to borrow the robbery jade.

It stands to reason that you only need to send the robbery jade by sending a letter in reply, and there is no need for Fang Jian to go there in person, but the reason why Fang Jian has to go there in person is because the heavenly court is very strict with the magic talisman and exorcism powder. The price is ten robbery jades for one magic talisman, one robbery jade for exorcism powder and one bottle!And this price is still the personal order of the Emperor Houtu.