Country and Beauty

No matter what era it was, the people would always suffer, Xie Fei sighed in his heart. Let's wait a year or two for us to defeat Gupta Empire, then we can let go and take care of those greedy officials and hereditary valve. Xie Fei thought silently in his heart. Just as Xie Fei was running out of patience and was about to flare up, he was suddenly interrupted by a burst of noise.

As he did not know the temper of his new master, he could only carefully report, "Your majesty, Old Master Huang. This little one has already investigated thoroughly. "

Xie Fei raised his brows, and coldly asked: "Who? What a grand show, this is even more grand than the current dynasty's prince! "

What Xie Fei said was right, there were two princes in Qin State, one of them was King Yongan, Xie Kun. However, he did not have a feudal fiefdom, one was a empty-headed Duke, and the other one was King Jing'an, Xie Pou. Whether it was King Jing'an or King Yongan, their residences in the Chang'an City were big enough. They took up more than half of the whole place, and each of their mansions was less than twenty acres of land, less than thirty acres of land. However, they were much smaller compared to the mansion in front of them.

Seeing that Xie Fei's face was covered with black clouds, he thought to himself that something bad was going to happen. He gritted his teeth and said, "This house belongs to the former family of Danyang Yi, who was transferred to the construction industry. Danyang Yi is equivalent to the secretary of the modern Chinese Beijing Municipal Committee."

If Bi Hu said that it was someone else, Xie Fei really didn't know that, for a loyal official of the Da Jin who would rather die than surrender, no matter if it was her previous life or her current life, Xie Fei still remembered him vividly. In his early years, he was fighting against the hero Liu Kun in the north. Later, when claimed that the Emperor had helped to pacify the chaos between Wang Dun and Su Jun, and became one of the famous officials of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, neither Wang Dun nor Su Jun was able to pacify Wen Si's life in this time and space. However, he would be unwilling to be left alone, and would rather die than take matters into his own hands.

Initially, Xie Fei wanted to make use of this opportunity to kill off the owner of the house, and split the wealth among the citizens. But towards Wen Qiao, Xie Fei did not dare to force his way in, because he was sure that he had already died, and that he had openly resisted Xie Fei's wrath and died, if Xie Fei were to punish his descendants, no matter what excuse he used, he would leave no room for anyone else in the world. Xie Fei shook his head, sighing helplessly: "Let's go, find a place to rest!"

Tao Xuan, who was dressed like a housekeeper, said: "Old Master Huang, there is a restaurant up ahead. It seems pretty good. How about we go there and have a drink?"

Xie Fei nodded: "Alright!"

When Xie Fei and the others arrived at the seats near the window, Tao Hu had already ordered a few people to serve a few plates and some hot dishes. Xie Fei was indeed a little hungry after journeying for an entire day. As he ate and drank, he inquired about the situation of the tria! He took out a silver ingot and found a peddler. This peddler had travelled far and wide, and had extraordinary experience and great eloquence. After Xie Fei had eaten and drank for about an hour, he returned full of joy.

Xie Fei came to the Qu Yang wearing a light robe and patrolling around, so naturally no official came out to receive him. Therefore, Xie Fei paid too much attention to it. After he finished eating, Xie Fei rested for a while, then brought his follower to stroll around the streets. Although the citizens of the Qu Yang were very poor and miserable, with the reunification of the world, the refugees that the Qin State had taken in were all sent back to their hometowns.

As the Qin State encouraged business, even the commoners without land could work at large to earn money to support their families. As long as they were willing to work, and were not lazy to eat and do things, there should not be a large number of people dying of hunger.

Xie Fei was different from Emperor Qian Long. The purpose of secretly interviewing was to search for all the beauties in the world in order to take them in as harem. But Xie Fei was clearly investigating the suffering of the citizens. Unlike those half-tongued directors who had been randomly making things up for a long time, the fact that even after private interviews, Master Kangxi had pretty much turned Kangxi into a sharp-eyed, intelligent Holmes. If Kangxi's brain wasn't filled with water, how could he have cut him off in the middle of a fight?

For example, if a person was robbed and you beat the robber and then gave the money to the robber, then you are not being merciful, but a complete SB!

As Xie Fei was walking, suddenly, countless of commoners ran as if they were possessed by demons towards the east side of the city.

Xie Fei did not understand, and quickly got people to ask him what happened. It was only then that Xie Fei realized that the Changguo Temple in the east of tria City (built in Taikang for two years, 281 AD), had been destroyed by the Wu Zong's orders for five years (845). There was a godly monk opening the altar. The people were just going to watch the ceremony!

Xie Fei turned and said to Tao Chu: "It seems that the people of Jiangnan are pious to Buddhist mantras! However, Buddha was unable to protect them from glory and prosperity for the rest of their lives. If they wanted to become the best in their lives, they could only rely on themselves, their own unremitting efforts, hard work, sweat, and sacrifices. Only then will we be able to reap rewards! "

He forced a smile and said: "The citizens of Jiangnan have been practicing Buddhism since the Taikang era. However, the followers in the beginning were not widespread, it was just that in the recent years, an otherworldly expert has arrived, his Buddhist magic is profound, the people of Jiangnan are not convinced of the buddhist magic.

"I'm suspicious."

Xie Fei laughed and said: "So there is a divine stick playing tricks here, no wonder so many people were deceived. This esteemed monk must have advised all of the believers to donate their family's wealth, and was sincere in thinking of Buddha, because today we will meet this great expert!"

The two men looked at each other and shook their heads and sighed.

Because there were so many disciples leading the way, Xie Fei did not waste any time and arrived at Chang Guo Temple.

In the huge plaza of the temple, there was a large group of monks and monks gathered around. It was bustling with noise and excitement. In the middle of the plaza, on a high platform, there was a golden lotus throne that was emitting a resplendent golden light. A man who was over the age of ten had a long beard, looked solemn, and he had a large bald head that was chanting scriptures with his eyes closed.

At this moment, Zhong Xin cried out in unison, and the chanting began once again. The sermon ended. The godly monk suddenly stood up and shouted loudly. Suddenly, he raised his sleeves and glared at everyone in the shape of a golden mountain. Immediately, golden light shined around his body like an arhat descending to the mortal world.

At this point, the people became even more excited. They knew that the monk had started to perform a miracle.

Xie Fei pretended to be a believer too, but he was not going to kneel down to the divine stick, he just squatted down. The Divine Monk's sleeve flashed, and a crystal clear jade cup appeared in his hand.

A small Shamei respectfully held it in her hand and said to the people in the crowd, "Master, please drink a cup of Immortal wine at Yao Chi. Although this can't extend one's life, it can still extend one's lifespan!"

had seen Liu Qian's magic show before, it was much more exciting than this. Liu Qian was someone who people could only watch from a short distance, and could not find any flaws, but this Divine Staff was more than 300 meters away. If Liu Qian were to go up, he would probably be able to create a table full of wine cups.

Then, the godly stick performed the traditional miracles, boiling oil to wash one's hands.

On the high platform, there was a huge cauldron, and a huge fire was burning underneath. Soon, the oil in the cauldron was boiling away. The monk washed his hands in oil for a while, then got up and left. Next performance!

Ordinary people might be able to do it over the years if they practiced it for a long period of time, but it was even less skilled. As long as they were able to do something with their hands and feet in the cauldron, they could easily do it even if they had never trained in it before. To put it bluntly, the vinegar would boil at 40 degrees Celsius due to the difference in boiling point between oil and vinegar. As long as the temperature was above 40 degrees Celsius, vinegar would boil. Actually, the oil temperature was still not high at this time. If he burned it for a while longer, even if he wore iron gloves, he wouldn't dare to let the oil fry.

Then the monk performed the magic act of transforming the living, swallowing the coals, and disappearing into thin air. This allowed Xie Fei to witness an interesting magic performance more than 1700 years ago!

After Xie Fei finished reading it, he was even more convinced that this was a completely divine staff.

After Xie Fei left, he said to the other experts of the imperial guards: "You guys go and capture that God Rod for us tonight!"

Xie Fei was definitely a descendant of the later generations and was also an atheist. Whether it was God or Buddha, Xie Fei knew that they were all complete people.

However, the few experts from the imperial guards were all ancient people, and were also very superstitious. Offending the Emperor would at most result in the death of nine clans, but if they offended the gods, they would die a luxurious death, especially with this monk's mystical performance, which filled the imperial guards's hearts with fear.

Xie Fei said: "Are you afraid?"

A imperial guards stammered, "I can see that the God Monk's sacred art is very powerful, he can't be a living Immortal, right? If that's the case, then we'll just, just say, no matter how strong he is, we aren't afraid of him, but he can't possibly fight against a God!"

"Ha ha!" Xie Fei laughed: "He is a living immortal, and I am the reincarnation of the Black Dragon God. My greatest specialty is defeating demons and devils, I have borrowed the wind, borrowed the rain and borrowed troops from the heavens. The eight water dragon kings of Chang An assisted the army, seven hundred thousand soldiers, four hundred thousand soldiers were instantly killed by the dragon king's shrimp soldiers and crab generals! I only need to chant an incantation, so the spells of the God Stick will no longer work. "

While saying that, Xie Fei spoke some English to the imperial guards s to fool them.

A few of the imperial guards s saw that Xie Fei had cast a spell on them and happily turned around and left.