Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Xu Enzhi looked at him doubtfully.

Fakong said: "The short and fat guy in the Yamen, is he the magistrate here?"

"The one with a mole on the corner of his mouth?"

"Yes, garlic nose, and a mole on the left corner of the mouth, a red mole."

"It is indeed Zhizhou."

"Interesting, interesting." Fakong smiled.

Xu Enzhi became more and more confused.

Fakong shook his head and said: "Stay away from this magistrate... I'm afraid this matter is really troublesome, but if you resign, the road ahead will be narrow."

There are rules in officialdom, and even if they are not visible, they are still running secretly. For people like Xu Eunzhi, if they resign, they will never be able to enter officialdom for the rest of their lives.

For Xu Enzhi, this was tantamount to cutting off his future and life-long hope. If he failed in martial arts, had poor qualifications, and could not serve as an official, he would probably become a walking corpse if he lived a mediocre life.

What's more, the threshold of Mrs. Xu's family is not low, and it is inevitable that he will live a more miserable life and end in depression.

Therefore, resigning would cost his life.

"Master, does Lu Zhizhou have a problem?"

"Well, there is a big problem." Fakong shook his head and said: "Now Shenjing is hunting down the Holy Cult of Kunshan, and this Lu Zhizhou is a disciple of the Holy Cult of Kunshan, and the one who assassinated you is also a disciple of the Holy Cult of Kunshan."

Xu Enzhi said in confusion: "They want to change the recommendation officer to someone from Kunshan Holy Cult? If they want to change, it should be Tongzhi and Tongju. Why do they care about a small recommendation officer?"

The promotion officer is only in charge of punishment. Because Mingzhou is close to Shenjing, so a high-ranking official is only a sixth-rank official.

In fact, his power and authority are very small. He has to try the lawsuits submitted to him by his superiors and then submit them to his superiors. He does not even have the power to impose a sentence.

If the Kunshan Holy Cult really wanted to turn a state into their own territory, they should have replaced Tongzhi and Tongpan instead of me, a little pusher.

"What does Tongzhi look like? Where is Tongjian?" Fakong asked.

Xu Eunzhi then described the appearance of the two people.

Fakong's eyes widened, he searched for these two people, and soon found them. He shook his head: "What if Tongzhi and Tongsuan are both their people? Is it their turn to be promoted?"

"Since Tongzhi and Tongpan are both theirs, there's no need to worry about the official anymore, right? There's no way they can cause trouble."

"This matter is indeed strange." Fakong nodded.

The troika are all members of Kunshan Holy Cult, which means that the entire Mingzhou is controlled by Kunshan Holy Cult.

However, no matter how they control the situation, the appointment of officials is still in the hands of the court.

Is Kunshan Holy Sect already so powerful?

Could it be that the penetration of the entire Daqian has reached such a deep level?

How many disciples does the Kunshan Holy Sect have? Is it possible that it can really overthrow Daqian in one fell swoop?

If every state was like Mingzhou, or every prefecture was like Mingzhou, it might not be possible to turn things around.

"Mr. Xu still pretends not to know anything, just do whatever you need to do, don't take it too seriously."

"I see."

——

After dinner, it was already the zenith of the moon.

Fakong followed Xu Enzhi to a small courtyard, but it was a small courtyard that Xu Enzhi had specially reserved for him to stay in when he came.

Fakong sensed their intentions, smiled and said nothing, entered the room, lit the lamp, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in the center of another small courtyard.

The moonlight was like water, shining on Ning Zhenzhen in the center of the small courtyard.

She stepped on the ground that seemed to be covered with a layer of silver frost. Her clothes were as white as snow and she stood quietly like an epiphyllum.

Late at night in autumn, it is cool and cold.

It adds a bit of freshness and a bit of desolation.

Ning Zhenzhen stood quietly under the moon, looking at the closed flowers, with a quiet temperament like a fairy in the moon palace.

She suddenly turned her head and saw Fa Kong with a sweet smile, and the small courtyard suddenly lit up.

"Senior brother."

"I'm late. I took Qingluo back to Mr. Xu's place for dinner." Fakong said with a smile.

"Senior brother made a big fuss." Ning Zhenzhen chuckled and said, "You saved the Shenwu Mansion disciples in full public view. Everyone knows how powerful your rejuvenation spell is."

She discovered that Fakong's rejuvenation spell had been improving.

I still remember that when I first met him, his rejuvenation spell was not so magical, but now it has reached the point of being miraculous.

Fakong smiled: "That's not necessarily true. After all, those who have seen it with their own eyes are only a few, and others who have not seen it with their own eyes will not believe it."

"But if you want to hold a blessing ceremony, it will make a big fuss, right?"

"It can be considered as doing something for everyone." Fakong said.

"Senior brother, are you really not afraid of trouble?"

Ning Zhenzhen knew that Fa Kong could predict that once this blessing ceremony was held, there would be endless troubles in the future.

Not to mention that once a wealthy family is sick, they will definitely seek treatment from him.

After previously performing the cloud-causing rain spell, his name and plaque were able to ward off those people because those people had to weigh the risks and benefits.

Just for the sake of rain, is it worth risking offending the emperor?

But if life and death are involved, French titles and plaques cannot stop those powerful people.

He was almost dead, so he didn't care about offending the emperor. Even if he could apologize to the emperor afterwards, he wouldn't be beheaded.

In addition to this trouble, there are also the miracle doctors whose business he has robbed, and even the eminent monks in the monasteries who hate him to the core.

Even if these people don't take action, if they speak, his reputation will be affected.

Three people become tigers, and people's words are to be feared.

So what he got from this prayer ceremony might not be a good reputation, but a bad reputation, and he might be infamous and hated by everyone.

Fakong nodded gently.

For the believers, he could only fight hard.

"Brother, I admire you!" Ning Zhenzhen clasped his hands.

Fakong shook his head and smiled: "I am not that kind of noble person. I will not sacrifice myself for others. I also have something to ask for."

"Well, this is natural." Ning Zhenzhen smiled.

Fakong said: "How is the court's search for Kunshan Holy Church going?"

If he came to Ning Zhenzhen's place at ordinary times, there would be a lot of gossip, so he could only come secretly at night to inquire about the news.

Under the observation of the mind, anyone approaching him can know and leave in time.

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head gently: "The court is divided into two groups, one open and one secret. Unfortunately, there is no gain. If the disciples of Kunshan Saint Church are discovered, they will be destroyed together with the others. They will drag a few masters on the road."

"No one escaped?"

"No."

"What a pity."

"If there is no one who escapes, there will be no one to lead the way. The secret way will gain nothing. I heard from my master that the infiltration of Kunshan Saint Church has even entered the palace."

Fakong nodded.

This is not surprising.

"My master has found six disciples of Kunshan Saint Church in the palace. The emperor is extremely angry. The eunuchs are unlucky." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head and said: "The palm sword of the command department was directly dismissed."

Fakong raised his eyebrows.

The inner and outer courts of Daqian are two independent systems, operating independently, and the inner eunuchs are responsible for managing the inner court.

The command department is the head of the twelve supervisors, responsible for accompanying the emperor and managing the internal supervisors. The chief eunuch is the chief eunuch, naturally the confidant of the emperor's confidant, and the second eunuch is also a confidant.

The sword was spared, which shows that the emperor was completely furious.

"Have all the Kunshan Saint Church disciples in the inner court been cleared out?"

"Yes, they have been cleared out. These Kunshan Saint Church disciples are proficient in secret arts and hide their cultivation. Four of the six are second-grade. If it weren't for the fact that there are enough offerings in the Forbidden Palace, I'm afraid there will be heavy losses this time."

"Then was there a loss of first-grade offerings?"

Ning Zhenzhen shook her head: "First-grade offerings cannot hide themselves, so there is no first-grade offering among the six Kunshan Saint Church, only second-grade offerings. After all, there is still a gap of one grade, and it can't cause much damage."

"This is good news." Fakong nodded lightly: "But I have bad news here."

"What?"

"The prefect of Mingzhou is a disciple of Kunshan Saint Church, and the co-prefect and the judge are also disciples of Kunshan Saint Church."

"Impossible?" Ning Zhenzhen was surprised.

If this is true, it is too outrageous and too terrible.

The threat posed by a prefect is not that of a martial arts master. If the co-prefect and the magistrate are in collusion, the entire prefecture may directly rebel. The military power of a prefecture will cause too much damage.

Fakong nodded slowly: "I have personally confirmed that the three of them are definitely disciples of Kunshan Holy Church."

"This is very serious." Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face became solemn.

Fakong smiled: "Do you want to report it?"

"I want to tell my master, I can't just sit back and do nothing." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently: "Brother?"

"It's okay to tell the nun." Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Brother, we haven't been able to find the disciples of Ziyang Pavilion, let alone find the supervisor. I'm afraid our plan won't work."

"We still have to find the Ziyang Pavilion." Fakong shook his head and said: "But sister, your external department is really capable..."

Ning Zhenzhen snorted: "There are many powerful people in the external department, but they are just lazy at ordinary times. But fortunately, the affairs of Kunshan Holy Church are under the responsibility of the internal department, and that young master Li should be transferred back."

"Not bad." Fakong nodded.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "After she leaves, I can exert my full strength."

She was warned by Fakong, so she was very afraid of Li Ying. She didn't try her best in front of Li Ying, which was also hiding her own ability.

"Let's find the disciples of Ziyang Pavilion as soon as possible. This is a shortcut for us to collect information."

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded gently.

Fakong talked to her again and disappeared in a flash.

Ning Zhenzhen stood in the yard and thought for a while, then slowly returned to the house, sat on the couch and meditated until dawn.

——

In the early morning, Fakong pushed the door open and walked out of the house, coming to the center of the courtyard.

Xu Qingluo was already standing outside the door. Hearing the voice, she pushed the door open and came in with a smile: "Master, how did you sleep?"

"Not bad." Fakong smiled.

He practiced in the Kalachakra Tower for another two years and mastered the art of controlling objects.

But the power of controlling objects is still too weak, so he is ready to consolidate it and increase his power before pulling Master Murong's memory beads.

Xu Qingluo brought in a wooden basin with clear water in it, and a towel on his shoulders.

Fakong washed his face and wiped it with the towel she handed over: "Qingluo, will you stay for two days?"

"Master, let's go back." Xu Qingluo said: "The outer courtyard must be in a mess. If I stay here, Junior Brother Zhou will definitely scold me for being lazy."

Fakong smiled: "Okay, then we will go back after dinner today."

Xu Qingluo was immediately happy.

Compared to staying at home and playing with two silly boys, she still prefers to be in the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple, where she can hear new things and be more lively.

Of course, it is also good to come home occasionally to have a look.

Fakong looked at the state government office with his heart and saw the governor sitting and talking with two middle-aged men. The guards around them were driven away.

Fakong raised his eyebrows and listened attentively.

PS: Update completed, the votes are very powerful, thank you very much.