I write novels to become a saint

Chapter 134 The Savior Has Come
Dagan, a carriage galloped on the official road, heading southwest with billowing smoke and dust.

Suddenly, Lin Qian in the carriage shook and felt Wen Gong trembling violently.

"New list?"

Looking at the few poems on the list, Lin Qian was a little stunned. No wonder he felt that it was too easy for his two new poems to cause visions. It turned out that there was indeed some kind of change in this world that he didn't know about.

Having been in this world for so long, he certainly knows what the newly opened list means, which means that a prosperous Confucianism and Taoism similar to Sheng Qian and Zhao Qian is coming!

Unexpectedly, it was turned on by him!
He originally thought that Confucianism and Taoism are prosperous in this world, and poetry should not be able to make too much splash, but this can't stand the force of heaven.

However, this is also a mixed bag for him, and the benefits are of course unquestionable. As the person who opened the list, he now really sees a glimmer of hope to become a semi-saint, instead of the dry attitude of a saint before.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

Countless people will be crazy about the position of Great Confucianism.

He is now a little thankful that he used a pseudonym, otherwise his identity would be exposed, and he would be the target of public criticism, which would be extremely dangerous.

Even now, he is still very dangerous, because the two new poems he created in tuba are also ranked not low.

Of course, he would not give up this benefit, otherwise, he would not have to go to this Jiqing Mansion!
Jiming Station, carrying the sky and night, a carriage came galloping, breaking the silence here, Yicheng held the lantern in a panic, and carefully carried the lantern out to check.

He was relieved only after he saw the badge displayed by the governor of Xuanjing Division.

After another day of galloping, Lin Qian and Lin Qian finally arrived at this inn before dark.

After asking Yicheng to prepare hot water to wash away the fatigue of the day, Lin Zhen appeared in Lin Qian's room.

"Xiaoqian, this is an opportunity!"

Lin Zhen said something nonchalantly, then glanced around vigilantly, "This Jimingyiyicheng is a trustworthy person!"

"us……"

Although he didn't say a word, Lin Qian understood his elder brother's intention from the killing intent in his eyes.

It's no wonder that the elder brother has been taciturn and inactive all the way. This is not the style of the elder brother. It turns out that he has been waiting for today's opportunity.

Lin Qian shook his head.

"You don't have to worry about my little sister."

Lin Zhen misunderstood what Lin Qian meant, "When we kill the guards of the Xuanjing Division and return to Chang'an in disguise, someone will send the little girl out of Chang'an City, and then we can go to the East China Sea together..."

"We're not going to the East China Sea!"

Lin Qian said firmly that it might be useful to escape, but he didn't want to escape, and he didn't want his elder brother and younger sister to live a life of escape with him.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to go to Jiqing Mansion?"

"Emperor Qianyuan is furious about the emptiness of the national treasury. If the plague in the Jiqing Mansion cannot be properly resolved and the spring planting is delayed, you will be in trouble, and someone may even cause trouble!"

Lin Zhen anxiously analyzed the current situation for Lin Qian, "The reason why you survived last time was because you didn't make any mistakes. If you were really caught, even half-saints would not be able to help you, because They also have to abide by the major laws!"

It's no secret that to become a semi-saint in Dagan, one needs to abide by the laws of Dagan, but other news is beyond the reach of elder brother Lin Zhen.

Lin Qian suddenly understood why the elder brother knew so much, and he still had a backhand like Jiming Yiyicheng. He really made a plan and then moved. I have some understanding of the means of not meeting my grandfather.

However, he is not prepared to flee, the risk of fleeing is obvious, but the immediate predicament is not hopeless.

How can a person who can say "When the current hits the water, the waves stop the boat" be a coward?
Lin Qian didn't know whether his nature was like this, or he was influenced by Tiandao's poems. Now he doesn't want to quit, and he doesn't think he has to!
……

The first month has passed, and the city of Jiqing in early spring is actually a bit colder.

Just past the hour, the Shili Pavilion outside the city was already full of cars and horses, and dozens of people stood neatly outside the Shili Pavilion.

The group of people at the front were dressed in brocade and luxurious clothes, elegant and luxurious. If you don't look at the bright official uniforms on them, you can tell that this group of people has a lot of background just by their bearing.

Behind them, the groom and servants stood far away, not daring to say anything.

A group of people were all looking north. Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be welcoming someone, but they didn't know what kind of person was able to work so many big figures to come to greet them.

Simply because it was cold in winter and the plague was rampant, everyone hid in their houses and dared not go out, otherwise, their jaws would drop in shock when they saw this scene.

A gust of wind blew, and everyone shrank their necks, wishing they could bury their heads in their collars.

The middle-aged man in the front, who was dressed in crimson and embroidered with Yunyan's official uniform, shuddered even more.

"Master Yan, you are just a small medical officer, why do you end up here?"

In the second row, a short and thin man in a blue official uniform said with some dissatisfaction that he was already thin, not much fat, and not good at keeping warm. His Majesty the Fujun didn't allow him to use Confucianism to keep out the cold. If he stood here for a while, his face would twitch. It's almost freezing.

When did they, who are usually pampered, suffer this kind of crime.

The heads of their majestic government, to be so considerate to a small medical officer, is simply degrading themselves.

"Whether he is a medical officer or a commoner, since he came here by the emperor's order, he is an imperial envoy, and represents His Majesty. What we respect is not him, but Your Majesty!"

Yan Shiqian turned his head and glanced at the man, and said in a calm manner, without any emotions, but the short and thin official shrank his neck again and shivered.

The pushing officer Jia Rang glanced at his colleagues, then looked at the governor Yan Shiqian in front of him, and recalled a similar conversation between the two of them an hour ago.

"It's just a small medical officer, why should it be so important?"

Before dawn, several people gathered in the study of the Fujun's house in Jiqing government office, and Jia Rang complained.

"Hmph, this is not some little medical officer, this is our savior"

Mansion Lord Yan Shiqian chuckled, "Since His Majesty sent him here, of course he is the one who is responsible for the plague in Jiqing Mansion!"

Yan Shiqian didn't finish his words, but the people present were all veterans in the officialdom, how could they not understand what he meant.

Since they are not responsible, when the time comes to investigate the responsibility, the main responsibility will naturally not lie with them.

They could even shirk that it was the imperial envoy who missed the timing and left himself completely.

Several people in the room showed joyful faces. Now that they are being devastated by the plague, it would be great to have a scapegoat.

"It's just that Lord Shoufu asked us to fully cooperate..."

Jia Rang asked hesitantly.

"I didn't say not to cooperate with all our strength. Not only must we fully cooperate, but we must also do our best to meet all his demands!"

Yan Shiqian snorted coldly, "If the plague can be solved, of course it would be great."

If they can't solve the plague, they can't even protect themselves, and want to protect an outsider?
Thoughts flashed back, the wind outside Shili Pavilion became tighter, and Jia Rang felt that his blood was about to freeze, but the person who was waiting for him did not know when he would arrive.

(End of this chapter)