Lord of Earth Fiend

Chapter 132 Sun Sacrifice and Moon Sacrifice, Establishing a New Way
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At noon on August 27, the clouds were getting thicker and it was about to rain.

A group of chariots and horses came to Wangjiaxiang, and finally stopped outside the gate of Wang's main house.

The houses here are several in depth, layer upon layer, with luxurious buildings, stretching into stretches, like a small city.

There was a row of people standing outside the main entrance, neatly dressed, all the respectable members of the Wang family were here, including the current Patriarch Wang Zhixiang.

Everyone gathered here just to welcome the distinguished guests.

The carriage stopped, and an attendant immediately stepped forward and opened the curtain, asking the owner to get off the carriage.

This person is tall and slender, wearing black clothes, a cloak, and a black gauze painted gold cap with curved feet. His face is powdered and his eyebrows are outlined. He is neither a woman nor a man.

It's a eunuch.

Wang Zhixiang took a step forward and bowed slightly: "Master Wang welcomes Eunuch Zhan."

In the Qian Dynasty, it was not possible to be called a "eunuch" after cutting the lower part and entering the palace. This title represented the senior eunuchs, such as palm print eunuchs and pen eunuchs.

This eunuch Zhan was not from the inner court, but from the inner factory.

The factory's fourth-speed head.

The structure of the Da Nei Police Department is naturally the factory supervisor, Eunuch Zhu, who has four powerful assistants under his command, known as the "Four Heads", and the bottom is the Red Spider Guard, Gray Spider Guard, Black Spider Guard, etc.

As for Tiqi, this is a newly trained killing army, directly under the command of the inner factory.

The last time Yan Nanfei was suppressed was Tiqi's first large-scale organizational operation.

It's all because the internal factory knows that Yan Nanfei's martial arts are extraordinary and his bravery is unparalleled, and the spider guards of all colors are no match at all, and they can only be dealt with by sending out troops.

Now, as one of the four major stalls in the inner factory, Eunuch Zhan came to Jiangzhou and visited Wangjiaxiang.

After exchanging pleasantries, everyone surrounded him and entered the house.

On the outside of Wang's main house, alleys became streets with many shops.

On the second floor of one of the restaurants, two men were standing in a private seat facing the window.They didn't dare to show off, and peeked out secretly:
"Is that the Eunuch Zhan, the head of the fourth gear in the inner factory? He looks very handsome and kind."

"Handsome and kind? Hey, he is nicknamed 'Jade Face Black Hand'. You know, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames."

The man asked: "So, he is very powerful?"

The companion suddenly shuddered: "It's more than powerful? It's terrifying! People who die by his hands don't have a whole body. Others kill for the result, but he kills for fun."

"The people in the inner factory are really not normal."

"Hush, keep your voice down, are you courting death?"

The man said embarrassingly: "No, after this trip, I will apply to the head arrester for another business trip."

The two of them are the officers of the Patrol Division, and they were ordered to follow up on the movement of Eunuch Zhan in the inner factory.

After all, if such a big man suddenly came to Jiangzhou, something must happen, and it is likely to set off a wave of bloody storm.

"It's not easy to change business. Well, we'd better hope for our own blessings and play it safe."

"What do you think, why is eunuch Zhan coming to the Wang family?"

"Probably for the annual tribute."

The ancient etiquette cloud: daily sacrifices, monthly sacrifices, and yearly tributes.

The man asked: "Just for the annual tribute, did you make a special trip?"

The companion sneered: "Do you think that offering gold and silver treasures is the same as ordinary people? The annual tribute in the inner factory is different... who?"

As soon as the words fell, someone broke into the door, and the shining blade burst out with cold light.

The two fan servants were terrified and wanted to escape by jumping out of the window, but how could there be time?
Chi Chi!

The blade was added to the body, and he was chopped to the ground in an instant, becoming two corpses.

The intruders were also two people, wearing strong clothes, and immediately began to search the body, and quickly found two brands.

"Sure enough, he's a member of the Patrol Division."

"Have someone drive a carriage, load the body, and send it back to the Patrol Department, so that Shangguan Zhao understands that we, the Wang family, are not something they can interfere with."

Shangguanzhao is the governor of the Jiangzhou Patrol Department.

……

Eunuch Zhan didn't stay in Wang's house for too long, and after a quarter of an hour, surrounded by everyone, he sent him out respectfully, boarded the carriage again, and rumbled away.

A group of Wang family members returned to the reception hall, and the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Wang Zhixiang, who was sitting at the top, asked, "What do you guys think about Eunuch Zhan's proposal? Feel free to speak up now so that we can discuss a regulation."

An old man with long beards snorted coldly: "What proposal? In the end, isn't it forced to buy and sell?"

Wang Zhixiang coughed dryly, "Sir Uncle, don't be angry. Since the new emperor's rebellion, our Wang family has been closely related to the imperial court, and we have shared weal and woe."

Uncle San sighed: "But I'm afraid that people will disregard kindness and righteousness, cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Wang Zhixiang hurriedly said: "How is it possible? At least it is impossible now. The world is so big, our Wang family can always occupy a place."

Another middle-aged man asked: "Patriarch, have you ever thought about it, if you can't find the rare treasure of the Confucian Temple? How will you deal with it then? After all, this treasure, so far, is just a rumor. Is it possible to save it? It exists, and where it exists, it’s hard to say.”

Wang Zhixiang spread his hands: "What can I do if I can't find it? I have to pick a batch from the treasure house of the clan and send it as an annual tribute."

Hearing this, there was an uproar in the hall.

The things in the treasure house of the family are the wealth that the entire Wang family has accumulated for hundreds of years to plunder and survive.If it is taken out as a tribute, wouldn't it mean cutting everyone's flesh?
Moreover, once this hole is opened, this year's tribute will be paid, so what about next year's share?

People's appetites will never be satisfied, and the share of the annual tribute will only increase year by year.

What's more terrible is that this Eunuch Zhu doesn't like copper coins, gold and silver. What he wants are all kinds of rare treasures, as well as magical artifacts and so on.

In the world where Taoism is declining, these utensils are becoming rarer, and most of them have owners.

What can be done then?
Either the owner takes the initiative to donate, or he can only start to plunder.

There are not many people in the world who can willingly give away their wealth and treasures to others.

As a famous family, the Wang family, who has some background, is even more reluctant.

Even if he was facing the mighty and powerful Eunuch Zhu.

Annoyed by the noise, Wang Zhixiang slapped the table: "Now we are discussing how to find rare treasures. We will talk about the rest later. Tomorrow is the temple fair on August 28."

As the head of the family, his prestige is still quite high.

Immediately someone said: "The rare treasures of the Confucian Temple are the things of scholars. If you want to find out where they are, you need to make a fuss about this aspect. We should let Bao'er Jun'er and the others come."

Wang Yubao and Wang Yujun are the young talents of the new generation of the Wang family. In the year of the crown, both of them have achieved great fame in the examinations, and the gold list of Jinshi is just around the corner.

Among them, Wang Yujun is the legitimate son of Wang Zhixiang.

Wang Zhixiang said: "The two of them recently said that they would organize the Confucian Temple Poetry Fair, and they went out with a group of friends early, and now they don't know where they are."

The proposer just clapped his hands: "Yes, the Confucian Temple Poetry Fair, this is likely to be an opportunity."

Wang Zhixiang asked, "Is there such a saying? Jiang Chang five years ago never participated in any poetry fairs."

"The head of the family only knows one thing, but not the other. Although Jiang Chang entered school late and was ridiculed by others, he actually had a talent for poetry. In his first year, he was able to write a five-character essay called "Ode to Song" "Duck", the literary talent is very good."

"Oh, there is such a thing? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"The rumors in the market are mottled and complicated. It is difficult to tell the truth from the false. The head of the family has a heavy workload. How can I have the time to listen to them?"

Wang Zhixiang chuckled, and it was useful to say this: "You mean, people with poetic and literary talents have the opportunity to get opportunities?"

"That's right, and you have to be of the younger generation. If you're getting older, then it won't work. These are all my experience from observation and reflection in recent years."

The Confucian Temple in Jiangzhou has miraculous powers and can be effective, which has been passed down for many years in the local area.There are also relevant records in the local chronicles, saying that "in the past, the sage crossed the river and pointed out the mountains and rivers, saying: This mountain and this water are full of literary energy, and they should be born with strange treasures."

This record is already written a hundred years ago.

Of course, the local chronicles say that the Spring and Autumn writing style is often used, which is an exaggerated description, but it also provides a theoretical basis to a certain extent.

Besides, over the years, there have been countless scholars who have entered the Confucian Temple to worship, and many have become talents.During the conversation, he did not hesitate to praise the Confucian Temple.

Then five years ago, Jiang Chang dreamed of a sage and was awarded the five-color magic brush. The explanation of this matter reached a peak, and it was talked about by people, making it even more miraculous.

For the gods and saints, all ordinary people yearn for and admire them, and they all want to be favored by the other party, so as to become ordinary and soar into the sky.

So all kinds of investigations have been carried out in order to find the way to get the Tao.

Or start from the time, or observe from the characters, and analyze the location...

Variety.

Some people wondered if Jiang Chang had taken up all the magical benefits when he got the five-color magic brush.

But more people believe: How can a dignified saint and such a large Confucian temple have only one magic brush handed down to the world?There must be more babies.

No, at this year's temple fair, the news of the birth of Xinyibao has been widely spread.

Hearing these rules, the more Wang Zhixiang thought about it, the more he felt that it was the case, so he hurriedly ordered someone to bring his son back and discuss with them.

……

"That's why it is said: Know what you know, and what you don't know is what you don't know."

After writing the last word, Chen Jin put down his pen, feeling very satisfied.

This is the fifth article today. From the first to the fifth article, there is almost no stagnation.

Three of them are the propositions of the teacher Su Xiaowen, and the remaining two are free play.

But no matter what kind of topic, it is not difficult to do it.

Questions, solutions, arguments, arguments...

A whole set of procedures is easy to use. As a person who has killed the single-plank bridge among thousands of troops, the problems he encounters now seem to be trivial.

Chu Xiucai walked over cautiously, licked his face and asked, "My lord, can you show me the article you wrote?"

"Well, it's all here, take a look."

Chen Jin is not a stingy person, and the article is written for people to read, isn't it?

"Thank you."

Chu Xiucai was grateful, then moved a chair, picked up the first article respectfully, and looked carefully:
"Use it to do it, discard it to hide it... a wonderful sentence, it should be the finishing touch."

While watching, I am amazed and yelled.

Xiaoqian asked: "My lord, what's the matter with him?"

Chen Jin rubbed his chin: "Scholars have this problem."

"My lord, you are also a scholar, but you are not so gaffe."

"Actually, I do occasionally, it's just that you don't see it."

Xiaoqian said "Oh", "I want to watch it too."

"Go and see, there are so many articles anyway."

Xiaoqian picked up another article, but after reading a few sentences, she found that she couldn't understand it, was confused, and struggled. Naturally, she couldn't make any comments, and she seemed silent, which was in stark contrast to Chu Xiucai.

After reading the three articles, Chu Xiucai suddenly came to Chen Jin, bowed down, and sighed: "My lord, after reading your articles, I realized that what I wrote is really a mess, a waste of pen, ink and paper."

Chen Jin said: "You are absurd. I still have many shortcomings. I still need to continue to learn and improve."

Chu Xiucai: "..."

Ever since he learned that Chen Jin was also a scholar, he often observed secretly and found that Chen Jin seldom read or wrote.When I was in the store, most of the time I closed my eyes and meditated, as if the old god was there.

Chu Xiucai thought that it was a waste and a pity that Chen Jin had such a good age advantage and background, but didn't study and write well.

However, after reading the article written by Chen Jin with his own eyes, Chu Xiucai suddenly understood: There is really no comparison between people.

Even if he studied hard for three years, he might not be able to write such a written opinion.

Chu Xiucai even felt that Chen Jin's level was not much worse than that of the Confucian teachers in the academy.

What is this concept?
After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but muttered: "My lord, I have a merciless request."

"What's the matter?"

"Can I copy all your articles? How much pen, ink and paper are used, and how much it costs, can be deducted from my salary."

Chen Jin asked: "Why did you copy it?"

Chu Xiucai hurriedly said: "It can be used as a model essay, and you can learn it word by word. It will be of great help to me when I write articles in the future."

Chen Jin blinked: "You really think so?"

I wonder if this guy came here to flatter me on purpose to please me.

Chu Xiucai said solemnly: "It's about study, and even about my future career and fame. Is it true or not?"

Chen Jin asked: "For a long time, can't you buy other model essays on the market to read? For example, the Juzi Examination is held every three years, and the Jinshi Examination is the same. Can they be used to study?"

Chu Xiucai looked at him as if he was looking at something: "Those articles that passed the exam are naturally good and worth studying. But the problem is that they are not sold on the market, so I can't read them. Even if some sample articles are circulated , but it is only limited to high-ranking families, among the children of the rich and powerful, how can you get a scholar like me to come and see it?"

In this era, various media functions are underdeveloped, and cultural knowledge is a kind of monopolized high-level resource. It is precious and precious, and will not be easily passed on to others, let alone made public.

After thinking this through, Chen Jin's heart suddenly became brighter, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: Why didn't I think of this before?

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