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Chapter 19: A State Is Not A State

County yamen
When Shen Zhengzhi looked at it, he saw a man picking up the curtain in the light and candlelight. He saw the county magistrate Fan Jia coming out. Shen Zhengzhi hurried forward, saluted and said, "I am humble to pay tribute to you!"
"No need to give a tribute!" County Magistrate Fan Jia breathed a deep breath, a little tired, with haggard face, frowned, pointed at everyone and asked Shen Zhengzhi: "They are all the elites you chose?"
"Sir!" Shen Zhengzhi bowed and said, "The thief Wang Cunye has martial arts and may have some Taoist skills. He is afraid that ordinary people will not be able to take it. Therefore, he can hire these seven people, three of whom are on duty. They are all good at martial arts and are good at capturing and killing to help them achieve success."
Although Shen Zhengzhi was sitting on the bench, he never fell down. It was because he was not only clear-headed, but also had a group of people to help him. The county magistrate breathed silently and said, "Since you are invited, let's go to the yamen, come with me."
After hearing this, Shen Zhengzhi responded, followed the county magistrate Fan Jia and followed him step by step.
The light in the small hall was very dark, but there were candles on the desk, illuminating the whole area. County Magistrate Fan Jia sat on the chair, not talking for now, and closed his eyes to rest.
Shen Zheng stood with his hands down, without saying a word.
After a moment, the county magistrate let out a breath and said, "The action has been cancelled."
Shen Zhengzhi was shocked, his face turned red, and his blue veins jumped out. He finally remembered that he was Shangguan in front of him, and he had been wasting more than ten years and had already calmed down. Therefore, he adjusted his breath and said in a slightly indignant voice: "Sir, can you say that the Daogong refused to change?"
County Magistrate Fan Jia stood up and walked coldly, saying, "Yes, Daogong refused to change."
"Sir, we who are skilled in torture have already taken some evidence to the point of taking over, why don't we refuse to change?" Shen Zhengzhi asked.
Wang Cunye is not a professional anti-reconnaissance person. He thought the traces were not revealed, but in fact, there were still traces in the eyes of professionals.
County Magistrate Fan Jia was silent for a moment and said, "What you said is certainly right, but the reason for the Tao Palace is not bad. There are still ten days left to be the Hebo Dharma Assembly. The Tao Palace has already said that it will not give an exemption order."
Seeing Shen Zhengzhi's expression was dull, he sighed and said, "The Dharma Assembly is a lifetime of death, which is enough. Besides, the Dao Palace has just been awarded a fame and a legal position, and it will be removed in less than a month. This will greatly reduce the appearance of the Dao Palace. It is already good if you have such a result, hey..."
At the end of the day, there was a sigh.
The fundamental reason for the regime is violence. Where violence cannot be extended, the so-called law does not exist.
The hero violated the ban with martial arts, and the king's law was punished by the order of the ban. The order said, "Kill it."
Three hundred years ago, the Taoist law was not revealed, and the government happily suppressed those people with supernatural powers and martial arts, and no one dared to rebel. In just three hundred years, the Taoist law was revealed and the emperor's power was abandoned, and the power of the regime became worse and worse, which made him heartbroken.
Those who are chaotic in the world are the thief. When will the sky be cleared out, the holy emperor will be born, sweep away the Taoist law, and return the world to me?
Shen Zhengzhi listened to the county magistrate sighing melancholy, clenched his fist, and his fingernails were cut into the flesh, bleeding, and his anger erupted like a volcano.
Facing this situation, people with ambitions will be heartbroken and cry!
Dayan View
In the quiet room, Wang Cunye fell on the couch, his eyes drooping, and his breathing was long and subtle.
Gradually, a trace of clouds emerged from the sky spirit, like smoke, and gathered on the top of the head to form a white cloud lotus the size of a bowl. It made a clanging sound when it turned, and the jade collided, clear and clear.
The cloud lotus hangs down the light, and the brightness is unstable. Red lights burst out and fall one after another. In the sea of ​​consciousness, a turtle shell is floating, vibrating faintly, forming a melody and forming a thunder. Although it is extremely low, it shakes the blood and bone marrow.
The scene lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the white lotus on the top of the head suddenly stopped and returned to the top of the head.
But this was not over. However, during breathing, a light red lotus emerged from the heavenly spirit again. The flower stood half a foot above the head. As it turned, bright red light continued to sprinkle and penetrated into the body, but it condensed up and down but did not dissipate.
Wang Cunye closed his eyes and looked silent. He didn't know how long he had passed, and slowly opened his eyes. Suddenly, there were "crackling" sounds in his body. The rain hit the banana leaves, and it was as clanging as jade, and three feet of light red appeared on his body.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the quiet room. She was blushing and dressed gracefully, which was Bai Susu.
Bai Susu Ben was cultivating in the statue. Suddenly, he heard something and turned out from the main hall. Seeing this strange scene, he was shocked, but he didn't say anything.
After a moment, Wang Cunye's whole body shaking, and he closed the red lotus on his head.
Bai Susu bowed and bowed: "Congratulations to the master for being promoted to the second revolution of the human immortal, and open the meridians of the Yunyuan!"
Seeing Bai Susu say this, Wang Cunye smiled slightly and grew up from the bed: "Well, it's the second turn of the human immortal, and the Yunyuan has opened its meridians."
He focused on polishing himself and helped with the help of the turtle shell, and finally promoted to the Yunyuan vein. He felt his breath and inhalation, and he faintly corresponded to the outside world, and was very happy.
Power and wealth rely on external things, but this power is controlled by oneself.
Wang Cunye got up and walked out of the quiet room, and Xie Xiang and Lu Bo also rushed over after hearing the sound.
Bai Susu saw it and said, "It's not convenient here, I'll leave first."
Seeing Wang Cunye's tacit approval, Bai Susu disappeared and returned to the statue of the main hall to rest.
At this time, Xie Xiang brought Lu Bo to come over. Seeing Wang Cunye standing upright, he calmed down and went forward to ask, "Senior Brother, have you been promoted to the second generation of the Immortal?"
"Well, twenty days of concentration in the process of polishing and polishing finally came true today." Wang Cunye said to Xie Xiang, laughing to the sky, with the pleasure of no longer covering it!
When the Yunyuan opens the meridians, the true energy rolls, and the secret and external combinations, you can use Taoist talismans, and the internal breath will more than double. With this force, many concerns can be broken with one sword. One day, the world's legal net, the country and the country will be unrestrained.
This world may not have an objective understanding yet. Wang Cunye comes from the earth and understands that the foundation of the regime lies in "everyone is equal". No matter how good your heroes are, ten soldiers can be captured and killed. Therefore, thousands of heroes are just for the organization.
But in this world, there are other avenues and smooth roads.
Yi Jian once served as a million divisions and fought for three thousand miles in one go.
Or the misfortune of the country is the sublimation of the individual.
Of course, this was just a preliminary stage. Wang Cunye’s thoughts were turbulent, but Xie Xiang was surprised and happy. Although it was not difficult to turn the second transformation of human and immortals, it would take several years to go.
There have always been few who have been formed by fifteen.
After hearing Wang Cunye's words, Lu Bo's face turned red from behind, and he seemed so excited that he couldn't control himself, and muttered: "The old master can finally rest in peace."
"I'll go change my clothes, and then go down the mountain to Qingyang Palace to ask for a job!" Wang Cunye took a few steps in the Taoist temple, his expression gradually became clear and said to Xie Xiang.
"The storm is about to come and the wind fills the building, the trees are about to be quiet but the wind stops. County Magistrate Fan Jia and the public servants all want to take action against us. Many things are imminent, and only I can handle the officials. Many things can be relaxed and dealt with without hiding like this. They are bound by their identity out of thin air."
Speaking of this, Wang Cunye smiled coldly: "At that time, I will hold an official banquet and invite these people to come over to see what color they look on their faces!"
Xie Xiang looked at Wang Cunye's words at this moment, and his heroic spirit rushed towards his eyebrows. He knew that this was reasonable and suppressed his reluctance: "What you said is, I will withdraw some money for you immediately. The city may need a lot of money!"
After saying that, he walked towards the house.
Wang Cunye looked at Xie Xiang's back, and Xie Xiang was reluctant to leave. Why couldn't he see it? However, when he thought of the undercurrents in Gongmen and County, he couldn't help but turn his eyes and think silently.
Seeing Xie Xiang leaving, Lu Bo walked over quickly: "Congratulations to the master of Guan for his promotion, and the revival of Dayan Guan is expected to be expected."
After saying that, he paused and said hesitantly: "The master of the observation should also pay attention to rest..."
Wang Cunye waved his sleeves and said, "I know this, but now there is a step-by-step pressing outside. I can't be at all delayed. When the He Bo's affairs are finished, I will have free time."
After hearing this, Uncle Lu silently said, bowed and retreated.
Wang Cunye stood up and walked towards the side hall. After a moment, he put on the Taoist crown and changed into a formal robe. At this time, Xie Xiang came over and quickly handed over a few silver notes: "Be careful on the way, I'm waiting for you in the temple. This total is 200 taels of silver, you can use it!"
When Wang Cunye heard this, he felt sad. This was all the money in the temple. He looked at her deeply, took the silver note, and turned around and left.
It was late autumn and winter, and the steps were full of dead grass and leaves. Wang Cunye silently, walked quickly under the steps and then walked along the road.
An hour later, I arrived at the Xinshui River bank and waited for a while. A ferry boat passed by and waved to signal. When the boatman saw it, he quickly stopped and asked, "Where is the Taoist priest going?"
"Fucheng, how much is the price?" Wang Cunye asked about the price.
"One hundred and twenty quotas, you can arrive before nightfall!"
"Okay!" Wang Cunye heard this and thought the price was similar and it was appropriate, so he didn't go to Moji and jumped onto the deck directly.
The boatman took a boat and left the bank and headed towards the center of the river.
"It's noon and dusk, I'll give me two meals, and I'll give you two hundred people!" Wang Cunye said to the boatman.
After hearing this, the boatman immediately responded: "Okay, I'll make one more when cooking!"
The boat drove all the way across the river and passed Yunya County at noon. The boatman prepared the meal and brought a carp. Although the seasoning was not much, it was still delicious. Wang Cunye ate it.
When he passed Futuo Mountain, it was already dusk and not far from the mansion city, Wang Cunye got up and walked out of the boat tent, looked at the scenery, and used a little late.
"Cheer, you're here!" The ship arrived, the owner said.
Wang Cunye nodded, took out two strings of copper coins, handed them to the ship owner, went down from the deck, and arrived on the river bank.
When we got inside, it was dark and night. Wang Cunye entered the city. After thinking about it, he did not go directly to the Dao Palace. The street was still prosperous. After walking a short walk, he saw a hotel with lights hanging in front of the door.
A friend came forward to greet him. Seeing Wang Cunye wearing a Taoist robe, he shouted: "Hey, this Taoist priest, are you staying in a hotel?"
"Live in a hotel and come in a quiet single room."
"Okay, Taoist priest, please come in." The guy led it in. Although the room was a little smaller, it was indeed quiet and clean.
The guy opened the door and lighted the lights, called hot water to wash his face and feet, and sent him a cup of tea. After Wang Cunye finished washing, he said, "Stop in peace, if you have anything to do, just give me instructions!"
After saying that, he took the water out. It was already dark. A bright moon gradually rose and the soft moonlight fell. Wang Cunye looked at it and went to sleep.
Chapter completed!
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