Respectfully ask Your Majesty to kill the immortal

Chapter 230 The atmosphere above the capital is very strong

Up to now, among Xu Mochen's embroidered clothes envoys, there are also many immortal cultivators, who can deal with problems more quickly.

Information from the various states and counties and the world in the ten directions was sent back one after another and sent to the emperor.

Xu Mochen took it very seriously, this is a major event that affects the whole country.

The human race's reaction, as he expected, was mixed.

Most of the worlds in the ten directions agree, especially the Grammar School, which issued a mobilization order in the name of a saint.

"Today's sages are gone in the eyes of mortals," Tang Derun knew that Xu Mochen didn't understand, and explained in time, "In fact, he just retired from the mortal world, and he is actually still practicing his own way of cultivating immortals.

The sage of Wenfa sect is usually referred to as the sage of Wenfa, and he is called Duke Zhou.

In fact, the earliest Duke of Zhou has long since fallen, and now it is just a name passed down to this generation. "

Xu Mochen looked through the latest literary records, about 3000 years old.

In other words, in the past 3000 years, what has been popular in China is the way of saints passed down by the Duke of Zhou.

"For those cultivating immortals, 500 years is the Zhou Tianshou Yuan Tribulation, and [-]% of them will not be able to pass this test," Tang Derun explained, "After passing this test, they can usually ascend to the upper cloud realm, and then face the Millennium Reincarnation Tribulation.

This calamity can eliminate nearly 3000% of the cultivators, and the remaining few will finally face the [-]-year nirvana.

No one can survive the 3000 years of nirvana. The only way is to ascend to the Dao and merge with the Dao of Heaven. "

That is to say, every 500 years, 80.00% of the cultivators will die, and every 1000 years, the remaining 20.00% will die, and the last little bit will die in 3000 years.

Various titles of gods and Buddhas, etc., actually rely on inheritance, and the real cultivators of immortals have changed for several generations.

For example, Duke Zhou, the sage of literature, is no longer the original Duke of Zhou.

Xu Mochen sighed a little when he heard it: "It's only tens of thousands of years since the immortal came, so in fact, 3000 years is equivalent to a big blood change."

Immortals can't really live forever, so they have to work hard to ascend to heaven.

The reason why Yunshangjie is noble is because they have survived the 500-year Shouyuan Zhou Tianjie.

"Looking at it this way," Xu Mochen shook his head, "Actually, immortality is nothing special."

"Your Majesty, he is much better than ordinary people," Tang Derun explained, "and this is an opportunity from heaven and earth. It opens another window for all things to open up wisdom and prolong life. I can't refuse it."

"I understand," Xu Mochen put down the information, "so I'm a little skeptical. Look at the Grammar School. Logically, their position should be against mass recruitment of officials."

Resources are limited, and there is no reason to distribute them to others.

Those at the top of the pyramid must be firmly grasped.

"Wei Chen thinks that Wen Fazong may have absolute self-confidence." Tang Derun has a different opinion. "They think that the extra charges should be people from their sect."

There is a reason for this analysis, Xu Mochen thought for a while: "If that's the case, wouldn't they secretly attack other people who came to the capital to take the imperial examination?"

This is not 100% sure, Tang Derun frowned: "If you do that, Grammar School will become the public enemy of the world in all directions."

"The Ministry of Officials is in charge of officials, and the Ministry of Rites is in charge of the imperial examinations." Xu Mochen felt uneasy, "These two departments should be closely watched.

In addition, students who come to the capital, whether they are cultivators or human races, must be responsible for their safety. "

When something goes wrong, the capital fights, and the one who loses is himself.

Tang Derun wrote it down: "The selection of children from poor families in various states and counties..."

"I and the director's office will come up with a question," Xu Mochen had already planned in his mind, "In order to avoid leaking the test questions, I will order you to handle it yourself."

"In addition," he came to the window, opened it and looked, there was a faint breath of fresh air over the capital city, which was the air of culture, "the imperial examination is a big deal, and these students are the pillars of the future.

Well, you informed the large and small inns, hotels, and lodging places in the capital, saying that the imperial court temporarily increased the consumption tax during the imperial examination period by [-]%. "

Tang Derun was stunned: "Your Majesty, are you going to raise taxes suddenly?"

"It's just temporary," Xu Mochen didn't care, "Let them double the price of all kinds of consumption such as inns, won't they still make some money?"

Faint Lord!

The emperors of all dynasties gave preferential treatment to candidates during the imperial examinations to improve their living standards.

It's good for you, just raise the prices in the capital directly.

"Your Majesty..." Tang Derun felt that if this will continue, a group of students would probably hate Xu Mochen.

"It doesn't matter," Hun Jun didn't care about his reputation, "These students who come to the capital are nothing more than immortal cultivators or sons of noble families, and money is nothing to them.

The extra income we collect is invested in the selection of children from impoverished families in various states and counties. In addition, we will need money to train them and print textbooks in the future. "

Nine-year compulsory education means that the real state contributes money and resources to benefit the common people.

Xu Mochen felt that it was time for the cultivators to do charity.

Tang Derun had no choice but to swallow hard.

Xu Mochen was still sighing: "Look, Aiqing, the literary spirit above the capital is very strong!"

Tang Derun staggered, that's not Wen Qi, it's wealth Qi, Your Majesty.

The Ministry of Rites is mainly responsible for the imperial examination.

The name of the Minister of Rites is Ji Wenhe, who is a cultivator in the world of Buddhist cultivation.

The servant's name is Wen Guanxian, but he belongs to the Shushi sect.

Although the two are not members of the Grammar School, they have a good relationship with the Grammar School, especially the saints, because they are in charge of the imperial examinations.

Recently, the Ministry of Rites is the center of public opinion, and the two of them are also extra cautious in their actions.

They closed the ritual department and looked at a piece of jade in the hall.

"This is the instruction given to us by the sage," Wen Guanxian extracted the message, "It means let us clean up part of the garbage first, that is, the sons of the gentry."

Ji Wenhe pondered for a while: "Brother, although you and I have different official positions, we can still be regarded as old friends. Ming people don't speak secretly, what do you think?"

Wen Guanxian put down the jade piece: "Since the elder brother said so, I will say it directly, younger brother.

Wen Dao belongs to the sages, while officials are the affairs of the Ministry of Officials. Our Ministry of Rites is actually just an imperial examination.

The meaning of the sage is nothing more than to want him to be the champion of the grammar school, first to get rid of the gentry, and then to the students of other circles.

The purpose of informing us is to kill people with a knife. "

"Brother's opinion," Ji Wenhe gave a thumbs up, "So my brother thinks that if we make a move, we may just take the blame for others.

Those who really acted must have someone else behind them. "

Wen Guanxian nodded: "But if you don't make a move, you are a saint after all. If you have opinions on us in the future, I'm afraid you and I won't know how we died."

"This matter requires a long-term plan," Ji Wenhe agreed, "My brother thinks that we should pull out a shield and block it for us."

Wen Guanxian was puzzled: "Then who is the most suitable shield?"

Ji Wenhe smiled: "It must be His Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)