Fakong smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to look at it, it's well built."
"Have you seen it?" Yang Shuangting said.
Her bright eyes were cold, staring at Fa Kong as if trying to figure out Fa Kong's psychology, trying to see through Fa Kong.
Fakong nodded.
He didn't need to see it in person. With just a glance, he pulled the newly built temple in front of his eyes and saw it clearly.
Yang Shuangting said: "Are you satisfied?"
"Very good." Fakong nodded.
Changling Mansion is full of sincerity.
This temple was built by a master architect, and the people who built it were all top players in the industry, and they were fast and good.
The temples built today are simple, solemn and exquisite. It can be said that many styles are mixed together to form a unique style.
No matter which style you like, you can find something you like, and it’s hard to be dissatisfied with this temple.
Yang Shuangting showed a faint smile: "Finally, my father's hard work is not in vain."
Fakong smiled.
Magistrate Yang's painstaking efforts were not for himself, but for Zhu Miaoying's grandmother and the Jingbei Palace.
Yang Shuangting said: "It seems you don't appreciate it."
She understood Fakong's smile.
Fakong smiled and said: "Your Majesty is indeed a powerful person."
Yang Shuangting heard the irony in his words and said angrily: "If you don't know the most basic way to climb up, I'm afraid you will end up in a remote and desolate place long ago."
Of course she knew that her father was very good at flattering people. This was the most basic way to be an official. As long as you had the people in mind and improved the livelihood of the people under your jurisdiction, you would be a good official.
She thinks her father is a good official.
If you want to be a good official, you cannot rely on integrity and aloofness, which will only lead to frustration. You must be majestic, solemn, and able to bend your body, bend and stretch, and then you can show your great ambitions.
Fakong nodded: "Your Majesty's official fortune can be further improved."
Yang Shuangting was refreshed.
She cares more about her father's official career than the strength of the Jinghu Sect, or competing in the martial arts world.
She glanced left and right, leaned a little closer, and asked softly: "Is this what the clairvoyant sees?"
The faint fragrance floated into his nose, and Fakong burst into laughter.
Her behavior was rather sneaky.
Yang Shuangting stared at him with bright eyes and said dissatisfied: "You're not making fun of me, are you?"
"Next year at the latest." Fakong said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to interfere if you don't have another chance."
"Okay." Yang Shuangting agreed readily.
A smile appeared on her cold face.
Fa Kong smiled secretly.
This is Yang Shuangting's weakness. As long as she can help her relatives and friends, she is not afraid of her doing whatever she wants.
His current goal is no longer to control Yang Shuangting from acting recklessly, but to make full use of Yang Shuangting.
The Jinghui Sect's strength is astonishing, so it's a bit of a waste of nature to just stay in seclusion like this.
If you can make good use of them, they will produce amazing results.
Fakong said: "What's going on in the sect?"
The smile on Yang Shuangting's face suddenly faded, and he frowned and said: "Same as before."
She was becoming increasingly impatient with the Jinghu Sect.
Fakong said: "It seems that you haven't completely won over people's hearts. Your methods are much worse than those of my father."
Magistrate Yang has an excellent official reputation and is a rare good official in the eyes of the people of Changling Prefecture. This requires not only hard work, but also sufficient skill.
Official affairs are a mess, and it is not possible to get good results and a good reputation just by acting with good intentions.
There are too many constraints, and the most likely thing is that he was well-intentioned, but ended up being scolded and infamous.
Yang Shuangting gave him a helpless look.
She also really felt that her methods were too poor.
But the most fundamental reason is that I am a girl. In this world where men are respected, it is too difficult for a woman to be the head of a clan.
Unless they are given a sense of admiration and ignore the difference between men and women, there will always be bursts of dissatisfaction in their hearts.
No matter how well they do, they still feel aggrieved and embarrassed to be driven around by a woman.
This is a deep-rooted thought that is difficult to eliminate.
She simply didn't bother to fight against this kind of thinking. It didn't matter whether they were convinced or not, as long as they followed orders.
Fakong saw through her thoughts, shook his head and said: "Actually, if you really want to conquer them, it's not difficult, but you just don't want to truly conquer them from the bottom of your heart."
Yang Shuangting's cultivation and qualifications are top-notch and rare in the world.
However, his ideas are more conservative, perhaps due to his upbringing and influence since he was young, and he is not enthusiastic about martial arts affairs, nor does he have any thoughts of competing for supremacy in the martial arts world.
Therefore, even though I have mastered the two classics of the Jinghu Sect and Zhenzong, I have no ambition and still just want to be a lady.
With the two classics practiced by Yang Shuangting, it was not difficult to completely conquer the Jinghu Sect, but she didn't really want to do that and was too lazy to give up.
"Isn't it difficult?" Yang Shuangting said angrily: "They all have extreme ideas and are extremely stubborn!"
Fakong said: "Because of this, once you conquer it, it will be as easy as using your fingers."
Once these extreme and stubborn people are subdued, they will be completely determined and will rush forward with a single order, mountains of swords and seas of fire.
"Them?" Yang Shuangting sneered: "If you don't cause trouble for me, you'll be considered Amitabha."
Then her bright eyes flashed and she looked up and down at Fakong.
Fa Kong smiled.
Yang Shuangting said: "Are you trying to drive them?"
She shook her head and said: "Get rid of this idea as soon as possible!"
Fakong smiled and said, "Why not?"
"They are so capable of causing trouble." Yang Shuangting shook his head: "They often kill people because this is their philosophy. The Jinghui Sect is similar to your Buddhist sect. Buddhism pays attention to subduing demons, while the Jinghui Sect treats people as monsters."
Fakong said: "Then you, the sect leader, will make a rule not to kill indiscriminately."
Yang Shuangting said: "This is the concept and habit they have formed since they were young. My words are useless."
She was so indifferent to the leader of the Jinghu Sect, not only because she didn't want to pay attention to the affairs in the martial arts world, but also because she didn't like the Jinghu Sect.
When she first met Fa Kong, what she told Fa Kong was the concept she must have as the leader of the Jinghu Sect, not her real thoughts.
However, she was also unknowingly influenced by the Jinghu Sect. After all, she had practiced two classics, so she was invisibly affected.
Fakong frowned and pondered.
Yang Shuangting said: "Anyway, you should give up this idea as soon as possible. Not only are they not easy to use, but they are also a big trouble."
"Let me think about it." Fakong nodded.
The key now is Yang Shuangting.
If Yang Shuangting could completely subdue them and make them give up, all ideas could be changed.
The key is that Yang Shuangting doesn't want to put in so much effort now.
This can only be guided slowly in the future and push her forward.
"Farewell." Fa Kong combined with Shi and disappeared in a flash.
Yang Shuangting stood under the willow tree, looking at the rippling red light of Zhongling Lake, and was lost in thought for a moment.
The bright eyes reflected the rays of light and twinkled endlessly.
She was thinking about what Fa Kong meant.
Fakong will not give up, which is both a good thing and a trouble.
The good thing is that Fa Kong at least won't ignore him, completely throw himself away, and still want something from him.
The trouble is the Purity Sect.
The Purity Sect is a big problem.
They listen to what they say as their sect leader, but they also do their own thing and kill others while following their own orders.
Even if they are ordered not to kill, it will be of no use. When the time comes, they will say that if others want to kill them, they can only kill the other party.
It's not like I haven't tried to prevent them from killing people.
Therefore, the way to prevent them from killing people is to make them live in seclusion, not allowed to move, and stay there until they die.
As soon as they are released, they will kill people.
Although Fakong has amazing magical powers, he may not be aware of these things. He just said it himself, but it seems that Fakong didn't really listen.
"Have you heard? A new temple has been built in Zhongshan, Zangkong Temple."
"When was the new temple built?"
"It was just built not long ago."
"There is nothing to maintain in a newly built temple."
In the evening of that day, Fakong and Yang Shuangting came to Changling City. As soon as they entered the second floor of a restaurant, they heard comments in their ears.
It has been three days since the last time we met.
The newly built Zangkong Temple has been opened, but the news that Kaifa Kong is the abbot has not spread.
"Hey... nothing to see?"
"Does this Zangkong Temple have any origins?" Someone asked in disbelief: "A branch of the Great Miaolian Temple?"
"It's not Daimyorenji Temple."
“If it weren’t for the Daimyorenji Temple, there wouldn’t be much to see.”
"Top secret news I heard."
"Lao Jing, you're doing this again!"
"hey-hey……"
"Okay, let's order two more delicious dishes, waiter!"
"Here we go..." The waiter rushed to a table by the window, bowed and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi."
Mr. Qi Sanye is an old man with white beard and eyebrows, a rosy complexion, and a childlike face with white hair. He can tell at a glance that he has good health skills and comes from an extraordinary family background.
Third Master Qi ordered two dishes, waved his hands, then stared at a thin old man and said angrily: "Can you talk now?"
"Who is the most powerful divine monk in the world today?"
"Monk Yuande."
"There's one more."
"...Could it be the Divine Monk Fakong?"
"Fakong Divine Monk, Zangkong Temple!" Someone suddenly realized: "It was the temple built by Fakong Divine Monk?!"
"Isn't it possible? Divine Monk Fakong is in Tianjing."
"This Divine Monk Fa Kong is incredible!"
"If it is really the divine monk Fa Kong, then it will be our blessing."
"Is it really the Divine Monk Fakong?"
"Hey, it's definitely the Divine Monk Fa Kong!"
"Okay, okay." When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed and beaming.
All of them are old people, so they are more afraid of death. With the presence of the monk Fakong, their lives have an extra layer of protection.
Even though they are over sixty, it is said that the divine monk Fakong can not only bring the dead back to life, but also has divine water that can cure terminal illnesses and eliminate chronic diseases.
As they get older, all kinds of diseases come to their doorsteps. Even if they cannot live longer, it is a great blessing that they can die without illness.
"Where is the divine monk Fa Kong at Zangkong Temple? We will go and offer a stick of incense."
"Let's go, let's go together. I just want to see the holy monk. It's really like thunder."
They talked and got up to go to Dikong Temple.
The thin old man smiled and said: "Everyone, it's not too late to go after eating. Dikong Temple is right there, and you can't run away."
"Old Jingtou, you are reincarnated as a starving ghost!" someone yelled dissatisfied.
The thin old man smiled and said: "You old guys, you can't go up the mountain if you don't have enough to eat. Don't complain if you are hungry halfway."
"...That makes sense, then let's eat first."
Listening to their discussion, Yang Shuangting glanced at Fakong.
The two of them had already sat at the table next to them, but none of them recognized Fakong.
Fa Kong was wearing a purple and gold cassock, which made him very conspicuous here, but he didn't attract anyone's attention.
Yang Shuangting was very greedy for his unique ability and kept groping for it, but unfortunately he couldn't find the trick.