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Chapter 487: He doesn’t hear what’s going on outside the window, he only focuses on cultivating the barren fields
Lin Fucheng used the theory of freedom to kill Yang Tongshan, exposing Yang Tongshan's hypocrisy.

"You, you, you!" Yang Tongshan pointed at Lin Fucheng and said "you" three times in a row. He had no more words to say. The people are the foundation of the country is a big banner. This is the consensus formed in the vertical development of the Ming Dynasty to the present. Yang Tongshan prepared a lot of words, but he could not withstand Lin Fucheng's sharp question.

"What are you!" Lin Fucheng took a step forward and said sternly: "Isn't it that I don't want you to ride on the heads of the people and dominate the people? Looking at you as if you are mourning for an heir, why do you feel sorry for me when you use a lot of money for the people? The court Of course there are problems with the court, but at least the court is much freer than you stubborn rotten Confucians!"

"You are against the Money Law. Aren't you just making money to make money? Isn't it because the court won't allow private money to be made, cutting off your financial path?"

The Ming Dynasty court has freedom. It has arranged Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong since the beginning of the country. On the contrary, if the court makes a little move, the humble Confucianism will carry various banners and oppose for the sake of opposition. This cannot be done and is inconsistent with the third generation. Those who cannot do anything that conflicts with the established laws of our ancestors are just a bunch of idle and rotten scholars who talk a lot.

As for the matter of minting money, Ming Dynasty either completely liberalized it and allowed free competition of currencies, or completely banned it to avoid the dispute between good and bad coins.

Completely letting go of copper-free and completely banning it becomes the only solution.

"Speak!" Lin Fucheng saw Yang Tongshan hesitating and said sharply.

"The supply of money law is insufficient. The Wanli Tongbao cast by the imperial court is not enough for civilian use. Why are you avoiding talking about it." Yang Tongshan thought quickly and immediately found a foothold. He found a rebuttal from the shortage of money caused by the insufficient supply of money. A little bit.

The imperial court does not cast enough, and private castings are not allowed. What kind of court is this?
Lin Fucheng looked disdainful, walked up to Yang Tongshan, and asked loudly: "Why are you here again!"

"Master also said that if three people are walking together, they must have me as their teacher."

After the "Shi Yao Bian" was compiled, Liang Menglong sent it to the Quanchu Guild Hall and asked Mr. Zhang Juzheng to correct it. Zhang Juzheng sent it directly to the palace and became the little emperor's textbook for studying history. Now the emperor took it out and gave it to the school. used.

"Me!" A Confucian scholar stood up and said loudly.

Lin Fucheng's last voice was almost a roar. The craftsmen, school captains, and government officials who were watching looked at Yang Tongshan with thoughtful expressions on their faces.

He broke his guard. The word "stupid" refers to lack of knowledge, stupidity and ignorance of things. He only sees the faults of others but does not know his own faults. It is called ignorance. It is mostly used to describe the villains that scholar-bureaucrats despise most. They have low-level careers and have little chance to gain access to knowledge. people.

The untalented Confucian scholar choked for a moment, and it was obviously a wrong choice to talk to Lin Fucheng. This guy was really good at debating, and his set of free fallacies really made more sense and deceived people's hearts.

Children in the third-level schools need to be able to read and hyphenate, simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and some Tianyuan skills (equations), while elementary school students in the second level need to learn "Shi Yaobian".

According to the view of the corrupt scholars of the Ming Dynasty: in the "Book of Secretaries", the rule of two emperors and three kings is as bright as the sun and stars, and the rest can be ignored, which is not too omitted. In the Spring and Autumn Annals, the actions of the two hundred and forty years are clearly understood, and the rest can be discussed (lún, compiled and recorded) without discussion.

"Lin Fucheng, why do you support third-level schools? What you teach is heresy!" The untalented Confucian scholar was not prepared to dwell on such side details and went straight to the point.

To scold a scholar for being ignorant is equivalent to scolding him for having lived in vain.

Lin Fucheng nodded and said, "Oh, if that's the case, then I'll call you talentless."

Lin Fucheng, the leader of the Songjiang School, once again lifted the fig leaf, letting everyone see clearly what kind of monsters these scholar-bureaucrats were under the banner of Confucian benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom and trust.

"Who wants to have a chat with me?" Lin Fucheng looked around for a week.

"Why do you think those are useless words? Have you read them? Have you studied them? No, so you think they are useless."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Lin Fucheng smacked his lips with as much disdain as possible. He said in surprise, "Are you in a hurry? Look, you are in a hurry."

Lin Fucheng's happy anecdotes and the importance of the third-level schools in the Ming Dynasty were lavishly praised. He wished that Wang Chonggu could be molded into a wise minister who helped the country and the country. It was extremely flattering.

"what?!"

"Who are you?"

"I am not a talented Imperial College student, I am an unknown person." This Confucian scholar absorbed the experience of Yang Tongshan's defeat and simply did not sign up for a number. He won and there was no shame in losing.

"It's nonsense! It's simply nonsense." The untalented Confucian scholar realized that he had fallen into Lin Fucheng's words. In the flash of lightning, he realized something was wrong and said loudly: "What we are discussing is about the third-level school. , don’t talk nonsense!”

"You are stupid!" the untalented Confucian scholar shouted at the top of his lungs.

To accuse the scholar-bureaucrats of being ignorant, we have to say that Lin Fucheng really dared to say anything. This is in line with the Songjiang School's views on freedom.

However, the scholar-bureaucrat class did not recognize the third-level schools and regarded the content taught in the schools as heresy.

Lin Fucheng watched Yang Tongshan walk away in embarrassment, and shouted loudly: "I will write today's events on Xiaoyao Yiwen, so that everyone can see the style of scholar-bureaucrats, plus the previous demon books, they will complement each other!"

"The world is huge and there are many people. If you sit at the bottom of a well and see the small sky, it is the whole sky. If you sit at the bottom of a well and look at the sky, aren't you just as ignorant as the frog at the bottom of the well?"

"Country man, I won't argue with you! It's an insult to gentlemen!" Yang Tongshan knew that he couldn't say any more. If he continued, he would be humiliated by Lin Fucheng. He tossed his sleeves, hid his face and walked away, regretting that he had signed up.

Wang Chonggu’s third-level school is simply a heresy! This is the consensus of the scholarly literary circles. It is enough to read "Book of History" and "Spring and Autumn Annals". Why should we read "Shi Yaobian"?
Lin Fucheng looked at the untalented Confucian scholar with sympathetic eyes, sighed and said: "He is really stubborn, but if you read the theory of contradiction a little, you won't say such ignorant words."

"Don't be impatient, I will tell you bit by bit. In those days, the Master took his disciples to travel around the country, and gathered with various schools of thought to gain the best of them and use them for my own use. I learned their strengths, took their essence and discarded their dross. , It’s not a bad idea now. If I see the Confucian scholars today, I’d be very upset if they frequently put the word “heresy” on their knowledge.”

Lin Fucheng had no fame, neither received imperial rations, nor received preferential treatment in judicial or taxation. These Jinshi candidates, but everyone ate imperial rations and took the privileges in judicial and taxation given by the court, but they only wanted to show off their power. It is extremely difficult to sit on the heads of the people and exercise power, and the court recruits some scholar-bureaucrats to go to Hetao.

"Today's Confucianism is more selfish and self-interested than Yang Zhu's theory in the past. How strange! This is not ignorance!"

These days, the imperial court really said all the good and bad things about the Suiyuan branch issue, and did all the things before recruiting just enough scholar-bureaucrats to go there.

"Yes, you, a supervisor of the Imperial College, are ignorant, I said so!"

"Don't worry, didn't I tell you why you are stupid first?" Lin Fucheng said cheerfully: "Only by explaining why you are stupid can I explain why I support the third-level school."

"Even in Yang Zhuzhi's theory, there are some useful words about life and death, and light wealth and honor. Come to you, what you don't recognize is a heresy?! Isn't this the self-respecting self-centeredness in Yang Zhuzhi's theory? Only you are noble. "Yes, only my interests are supreme. It is not a crime to pluck a hair and benefit the world. But as for the next sentence, it is not a crime to pluck a hair and harm the world. I don't want to mention it."

Yang Zhuzhi's theory has been criticized by hundreds of schools of thought for valuing oneself and only oneself, but today's Confucian scholars are worse than Yang Zhuzhi's theory.

But the definition of heresy by scholar-officials is very broad. The theory of contradiction, production diagram, public and private theory, class theory, arithmetic, chasing dragons to share gold, flying stars across oceans, astronomy, medical skills, historical essentials, etc. are all heresies, except The Four Books and Five Classics are all heresy!
"Shi Yao Bian" was written by Liang Menglong, the Minister of Civil Affairs of the Ming Dynasty and the Military Affairs Governor of Beijing Ying. This chronicle of history books runs through three dynasties to the early years of Wanli. It is a brief history, compiling the major events that happened in the past dynasties, and then contradicts them. A certain judgment was made on the basis of the theory of peace and class.

Zhang Juzheng monopolized the lectures at the beginning because the academicians in the court had completely different understandings of heresy, so Zhu Yijun chose to let Zhang Juzheng lecture alone. If the lectures were too confusing, it would be better to just listen to the opinions of one family. Zhang Juzheng's definition of heresy is those weird and chaotic people. God's words.

"Hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter again. I don't know who made that demon book. It is full of pictures and texts. It really opened the eyes of the common people and clearly saw the filth behind these clean things. .

"I didn't pass the exam to promote people to Jinshi, but you scholar-bureaucrats who did pass the exam are talking nonsense! Why is the supply of money law insufficient? The imperial court has eleven copper mountains in Luzon and a large gold mine in Womagang. Yin Tong Shan, the country is at a time when it’s time to employ people, so why don’t you go there! Taking advantage of the emperor’s salary but not being loyal to the emperor, isn’t it because you dislike the heat in Luzon and the bitter cold in Suiyuan?”

"You need copper to make money! We don't have copper in the Ming Dynasty! If we don't make these places kings, how can we get a sufficient supply of copper coins? Will they fall from the sky!"

Wan Shihe was ashamed to tell His Majesty the Emperor that he did not read history, so he studied history very hard, and now he is an indispensable tool for the Ming Dynasty.

"Why are you a frog in the well? Because you close your eyes and cover your ears, refusing to see or hear the changes in the world. You hold on to the rule of two emperors and three kings thousands of years ago, shining like the sun and stars, and daydream all day long. , If you are not stupid, who is stupid?”

"Change, do you know what change is? Nothing remains unchanged. Old classics and classics cannot solve the problem. Are we all closing our eyes and covering our ears like you, pretending we don't see or hear the problem?"

"They are all as stupid as you!"

Lin Fucheng explained in detail why he scolded untalented Confucian scholars as ignorant. By scolding people, he explained the necessity and inevitability that the world is changing and culture must also change.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Lin Fucheng asked with a smile.

If an untalented Confucian scholar wants to refute these words, he must first refute a basic fact. The world is changing, and he must find something that remains unchanged. But it seems that this world has never been static, so what he does with the goal of being above three generations is Daydreaming is also true, so cheap Confucianism is ignorant and should be swept to the garbage heap.

With so many people watching, using strong words to make excuses would only make people laugh.

"You humiliate me!" The untalented Confucian scholar looked excited and was about to rush over. He shouted and rushed in with the Confucian scholars who came with him to smash Guangde Bookstore.

Lin Fucheng was startled and was about to hide back, but the government officials stood in front of everyone with their killing sticks and kept knocking on the ground. The sound of "powerful" kept coming. Wang Yi'e, as Shuntian Mansion As Qingtian’s parent official, he has already set the rules: it’s okay to argue, but not to fight.

When Lin Fucheng saw this posture, he immediately put his hands on his waist. He was so proud that he shouted loudly: "Who else is there!"

Lin Fucheng's mouth is really too poisonous. Scholars can even curse people. Although Lin Fucheng didn't say a single curse word, he slapped people in the face and scolded people to expose their shortcomings. They all went to the fatal point. This cheap scholar was a little flinching for a while. In the past, the killing stick of the Yamen servant was still very intimidating, and the Confucian students with delicate skin and tender flesh could not bear ten sticks at all.

"I have a question." A lean man came out and said.

"Who is here?" Lin Fucheng still looked down on others. "The unknown Hou Yu Zhao." Hou Yu Zhao's smile was very peaceful, which was incompatible with the Confucian scholars around him. Mainly because of his unruffled majesty, which made people shy away.

"It turns out to be Hou Yu Zhao. Is it true that I haven't recognized Hou Yu Zhao for a long time? Liaodong patrol censor Hou Yu Zhao?!" Lin Fucheng looked unconcerned at first, and planned to repeat the same trick again, but he said it Halfway through, I realized who the person in front of me was.

The civil servant who controlled Li Chengliang, the backing of Li Chengliang's expansion in Liaodong, and the loyal monarch Yu Zhao appointed by Emperor Tianyu Lunyin of the Ming Dynasty.

"Ah? Do you recognize me?" Hou Yuzhao was really surprised. He had been away from the capital for nine years. He came back once to report on his work. After staying for a few days, he returned to Daningwei. Later, he was transferred to Liaodong and returned to the capital this time. It’s to receive rewards.

Every year when Li Chengliang expanded his territory, the emperor would definitely give him a reward. Hou Yuzhao received this reward by returning to Beijing to report on his work.

I didn’t expect that someone would know my name.

"The name of Hou Yushi is really loud and clear! The fifth-class merit medal is something that has emerged from the world and is outstanding!" Kuangfu Lin Fucheng bowed respectfully as a courtesy. He is a Xunli who does practical things.

Hou Yuzhao smiled and said, "Master Lin is too polite."

"I'm just a crazy man who shows off his power of words. How dare he claim to be a master? Hou Yushi is flattering him." Lin Fucheng hurriedly bowed his head and said. He just has a big mouth and doesn't even have the ability to propose solutions, let alone Practiced.

It also confirms Wang Yi'e's words. Anyone who has some ability has already received a job as an official to make a career. How can he have the time to make noises with cheap Confucians.

"Master Lin, I have a question." Hou Yuzhao looked at Lin Fucheng and said, "I just heard you talking to others. What you said is not just freedom."

"Indeed, there is equality." Lin Fucheng said excitedly: ""Shang Shu·Hong Fan" says: Without partiality and party, the king's way is rough; without party and party, the king's way is mediocre. Therefore, the king's way is equality."

""Guanzi: Interpretation of Situation": Heaven is fair and selfless, so the good and the evil cannot be ignored; the earth is fair and selfless, so the small and the big cannot be ignored. Therefore, heaven is fair and the earth is equal."

"The Book of Dharma says: There is no distinction between relatives and strangers, no distinction between high and low. Once the law is broken, the prince will be guilty of the same crime as the people when he breaks the law! Showing favoritism to others will lose oneself, and showing favoritism to feelings will invalidate the law. All are equal before the law."

"Take Hou Yushi as an example. When a husband is an official, he puts fairness and equality first. When he is public, he will not be confused by private interests, and when he is upright, he will not be tempted by evil. Anyone who engages in evil and private behavior is unfair, unfair, and unfair. "

Lin Fucheng got a little stuck when he said this. He hesitated for a while and had to scratch his head and said: "I just came up with something. What I said is confusing, not systematic, and there is no logic at all. I think it is nonsense." You are talking nonsense, please ask Hou Yushi Haihan."

Lin Fucheng only talked about freedom, which he was familiar with, but equality was something he had only recently understood from the abolition of humble status in the Ming Dynasty. There was no structure and it sounded a bit chaotic.

"I understand, Master Xie Lin cleared up the confusion." Hou Yuzhao thought for a long time before thanking Lin Fucheng for helping Hou Yuzhao.

"Ah?" Lin Fucheng, a crazy man, had been crazy for a long time. At this moment, he felt a little confused. He didn't understand. Did his nonsense really help Hou Yuzhao? Or is Hou Yuzhao being polite?
In fact, Lin Fucheng misunderstood. If Hou Yuzhao had this self-restraint, he would not have gone against the grain. He was sincere and sincere in pioneering in Liaodong. Some problems confused him. I passed by here today and heard that there was a lot of excitement. Look, I just joined in the fun, and sure enough I came to the right place.

The capital of the Ming Dynasty is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
"Many days of doubts have disappeared. I really understand, Master Xie Lin." Hou Yuzhao thanked him again, just to tell Lin Fucheng that his immature idea was really useful to Hou Yuzhao.

"It's a great honor." Although Lin Fucheng didn't know the specific help, he couldn't help being happy. Although he was speechless, Xunli said that these things he talked about all day long were useful, which still made him ecstatic.

Hou Yuzhao chose to leave, and the siege in front of the bookstore slowly dispersed. He could not be beaten, smashed, or scolded. If he continued to stay, he would be humiliating himself.

"Governor Hou!" Wang Qian took two hurried steps and greeted Hou Yuzhao.

"I am just the censor, not the governor. I have been in Liaodong for a long time. May I ask if I am an old friend?" Hou Yuzhao looked at Wang Qian. He was wearing silk and satin, covered with gold and silver, and the jade pendant around his waist was worthless at first glance. Fei had a rich look on her face and was followed by more than a dozen servants. She was obviously from a wealthy family.

"I'm not an old friend. My father is the Minister of Punishment and the Second Assistant Wang Chonggu. He is the Yushi of Qiandu, and Wang Qian is in charge of Yanxing Tower trading." Wang Qian quickly introduced himself. He was very fond of people who can do practical things. Respect, Yao Guangqi used to be an enemy. He looked at people with his nose and ridiculed them. Now Yao Guangqi is the king of kelp, and Wang Qian and Yao Guangqi have an irreconcilable relationship.

When Wang Qianzhong became a Jinshi, Hou Yuzhao had been living outside the Great Wall for three years, and had led the border people to reclaim 30,000 hectares of land. Naturally, the two of them were not old acquaintances.

"It turns out it was Wang Cifu's eldest son in person." Hou Yuzhao was a little confused. He had nothing to do with the Jin Party. Why was Wang Qian looking for him?
Wang Qian walked up to Hou Yuzhao and said with a smile: "I heard that Governor Hou came back from Liaodong and was tired of traveling and driving. Isn't this a chance encounter? It's better to meet by chance than an invitation. Today I will greet the governor at Taibai Tower. "

Wang Qian's words were enough of a gesture. He came here today because he met Hou Yuzhao by chance. How could there be so many coincidences? Knowing that Hou Yuzhao went to the bookstore to buy books and newspapers, he immediately Come here to kill me, we must meet by chance today!

When Hou Yuzhao was away from the court, His Majesty often said that this was a figure in the emperor's heart, so it was natural for him to have a good relationship with him.

"It's just a patrol." Hou Yuzhao couldn't refuse. He felt that it was not a good choice to easily offend Wang Chonggu because he had no one in the court. Wang Qian spoke very appropriately and was not aggressive. Hou Yuzhao did not refuse, but corrected him again. Wang Qian’s wrong title.

"Let's go, let's go. Taibai Tower is overcrowded at this hour. If you go late, there won't be any room." Wang Qian smiled and took Hou Yuzhao straight to Taibai Tower.

Hou Yuzhao's main contribution was his nine years of cultivating land outside the Great Wall, and the fifth-class merit reward he received. At that time, the head reward of the Ming Dynasty became a battle reward. It was a critical moment for Zhang Ju. He is talking about enriching the country and strengthening the army, and giving the generals some power.

However, the head reward limited the strength of the strong army. Hou Yuzhao was just like a stupid young man. Out of the idea of ​​eating the imperial food in vain without saying anything, the fifth-class merit reward allowed Zhang Juzheng to solve the problem of rich countries and strong soldiers. A big problem that cannot be passed.

This is also the reason why Li Chengliang likes everything he sees in Hou Yu Zhao. The head reward thing is too easy to go wrong. Killing good people while taking credit, having no morale in battle, stealing heads on the battlefield, etc. are all taboos on the battlefield.

"I still have to congratulate Governor Hou for your promotion. I got the exact news from my father. When you return to Beijing this time, the court recommends you to be the governor of Liaodong. Congratulations to Governor Hou." After Wang Qian sat down, he didn't play tricks, but told the truth.

Hou Yuzhao himself felt that he had no one in the court. Jane was in the emperor's heart and a die-hard imperialist. Wang Chonggu had been working hard for almost ten years. His Majesty was finally willing to protect him. Wang Chonggu, and Hou Yuzhao had the fifth-class book. After the merits and rewards were announced, His Majesty returned to protect him many times.

"Ah? This." Hou Yuzhao was stunned. He already knew the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty very well. There was no one in the court, so who would recommend him to be the governor?

Does this make him a feudal official? The promotion is a bit fast.

Wang Qian looked at Hou Yuzhao's dumbfounded and confused look and said sincerely: "Governor Hou really didn't hear anything outside the window in Liaodong and only focused on cultivating barren fields. Wang admired him."

Hou Yuzhao was born as a serious Jinshi. He made no mistakes and was not a humble scholar. He went to Daningwei to reclaim wasteland. This was a border garrison. The promotion of the border garrison was faster than that of the hinterland. However, Hou Yuzhao seemed not to understand this policy. very clear.

To put it nicely, this is called innocence, but to put it worse, it sounds a little stupid.

There was no news in Liaodong. Li Chengliang was like a martial arts madman. He personally led people to expand the soil all day long, and then left it to Hou Yuzhao after defeating him. Hou Yuzhao was really busy and had no idea about the affairs in the court. How many.

"Wang Yushi, who recommended me? It's better to come to the door in person to say thank you." Hou Yuzhao felt that someone still recommended me. Since he had the favor of recommendation, he had to ask what he wanted. If he couldn't do it, he should not be promoted. If things go well, everyone will be fine.

Wang Qian looked around and whispered: "Your Majesty ordered it."

Zhang Juzheng, Wang Chonggu, Zeng Xingwu, and Wang Daokun all recommended candidates, but His Majesty went back and forth and drew up his own candidates, hand-picking Hou Yu Zhao Shengzhuan. Li Chengliang's bastard temper, partnering with Li Chengliang, it is really a life. It can kill half your life because of anger. There is a conflict between the governor and the general soldier, which is not conducive to development and stability.

Zhang Xueyan was a young Sima and it was inconvenient to go to Liaodong. The person who had the most harmonious relationship with Li Chengliang was Hou Yuzhao.

In the end, the courtiers discussed and decided on Hou Yu Zhao, and Hou Yu Zhao reclaimed the wasteland. He really had a brush, and the camp was destroyed, and Hai was helpless. Li Chengliang was able to do whatever he wanted in Liaodong, and Hou Yu Zhao was like this. There is an inseparable relationship between farming and farming well.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty." Hou Yuzhao had nothing to say, and he also clearly realized that he might, probably, might be a die-hard imperialist and a person in the emperor's heart?

"Come, come, let's drink." Wang Qian began to exchange cups with Hou Yuzhao. Apart from the two of them, there were only singers to entertain.

Wang Qian drank too much. He had never seen anyone who could drink like this! His steps were frivolous, and Hou Yuzhao said goodbye to Wang Qian very politely, just like a normal person.

Hou Yuzhao is very good at drinking. Even Li Chengliang couldn't drink him in the magic cave of Tieling. However, Hou Yuzhao rarely drank openly in Liaodong because Liaodong lacked food. If it weren't for sweet potatoes, it would be difficult to feed so many Liao people.

When reclaiming wasteland in Liaodong, Hou Yuzhao encountered a problem, that is, how should the Liao people deal with it? Many Liao people who all look the same have Han ancestors, and Han people in eastern Liaoning account for 80%, but many of them can't even speak Chinese. Hou Yuzhao and Li Chengliang have different opinions on how to treat these people.

According to Li Chengliang's idea, he killed him cleanly with a single blow, and did not let the court suspect that Li Chengliang wanted to be An Lushan.

Li Chengliang also did not advocate Liao people to rule Liao. The result of such trouble was that the tail would not be lost.

Hou Yuzhao listened to Lin Fucheng's words today, and he got a little bit of an idea. It's as simple as that. Don't say you are a Jurchen, a Northern Tatar, or an Uliangha tribe. Here you go. In the hands of Zhao, he could only be called a Ming Dynasty man, and his culture could only be the poems, books, rituals and music of the Ming Dynasty.

This is what Hou Yuzhao thought of. Even those who cannot speak Chinese, most of them are Han people whose ancestors fled to Liaodong to escape the war. Really distinguishing them will create contradictions. One Ming Dynasty, everyone is the Ming Dynasty. People, the shaping of this kind of consensus is very necessary.

Returning to Huitongguanyi, Hou Yuzhao wrote down his thoughts before falling into a drowsy sleep. This sleep lasted for three days.

"It's over!" Hou Yuzhao woke up in a daze and immediately sat up. Today was the day of the Holy See, and he had slept until almost noon.

The time to meet the Holy Spirit has been missed!

"It seems that I have no chance of being born as governor." Hou Yuzhao fell straight on the bed, his eyes blank.

(End of this chapter)