Fakong said: "That short, fat guy in the Yamen, is he the magistrate here?"
"The one with a mole on the corner of his mouth?"
"Yes, I have a garlic nose and a mole on the left corner of my mouth. It's 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 severing his future and life hopes. 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 aggrieved and depressed life.
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 Tongfan. Why do they care about a small recommendation officer?"
The official 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 authority is very small. He has to try the lawsuits handed over to him by himself 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? What about Tongjian?" Fakong asked.
Xu Eunji 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 Tongshang are both their people? Is it their turn to be promoted?"
"Since Tongzhi and Tongpan are both their people, there's no need to worry about the officials 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 imperial 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 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.
"Master 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 then disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, he appeared in the middle 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 feels 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 Fakong, smiling brightly, 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 miraculous, 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. 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 cause 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 Fakong 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-making rain mantra, his name and plaque were able to ward off those people because those people had to weigh the risks and benefits.
Is it worth taking the risk of offending the emperor just for the sake of rain?
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 apologized 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, their reputation will be affected.
Three people become tigers, and people's words can be feared.
Therefore, what he gained from this blessing ceremony may not be a good reputation, but a stigma. It is very likely that he will be infamous and everyone will cry out for beating him.
Fakong nodded slightly.
For the sake of the believers, I can only fight hard.
"Senior brother, I admire you!" Ning Zhenzhen said.
Fakong shook his head and smiled: "I'm not that kind of noble person, I won't sacrifice myself for others, and I also want something."
"Well, this is natural." Ning Zhenzhen smiled sweetly.
Fakong said: "How is the imperial court's search for Kunshan Holy Cult?"
If he usually comes to Ning Zhenzhen's place, there will be a lot of gossip, so he can only come secretly at night to inquire about the news.
Under the observation of the mind's eye, anyone approaching him will know it and leave in time.
Ning Zhenzhen shook his head gently: "The imperial court is divided into two groups, one is the bright one and the other is the dark one. Unfortunately, nothing can be gained. When the disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult are discovered, they will be destroyed together, dragging a few masters with them."
"No one escaped?"
"No."
"Pity."
"If there is no one to escape, there will be no one to lead the way. You will gain nothing along the way. I heard from Master that the Holy Cult of Kunshan has even penetrated into the palace."
Fakong nodded.
This is not surprising.
"Master has discovered six disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult in the palace. The emperor is extremely angry, and the inner prison is unlucky." Ning Zhenzhen shook his head and said: "The Commander-in-Chief was directly exempted from holding the sword."
Fakong raised his eyebrows.
The inner supervisor and the outer court of Daqian are two independent systems that operate independently. The inner supervisor is responsible for managing the inner court.
The chief eunuch is the head of the twelve eunuchs. He is responsible for accompanying the emperor and taking charge of all the internal supervisors. The chief eunuch is the chief eunuch and is naturally the emperor's confidant. The second eunuch is also the confidant of the sword master.
The sword was actually dispensed with, which shows that the emperor was completely furious.
"All the Kunshan Holy Cult disciples in the inner court have been cleared?"
"Well, it has been cleared. These Kunshan Holy Cult disciples are proficient in secret arts and have hidden cultivation. Four of these six are second-grade. If there were not enough enshrinements in the Forbidden Palace, I am afraid that we would have suffered heavy losses this time."
"Will any of the offerings be damaged?"
Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "There is no way to hide oneself at the first level, so among the six Kunshan Holy Cults, there is no first level, only the second level. After all, it is still one level short, and it cannot cause much damage."
"This is good news." Fakong nodded lightly: "But I have bad news here."
"What?"
"The magistrate of Mingzhou is a disciple of Kunshan Holy Cult, and Tongzhi and Tongfan are also disciples of Kunshan Holy Cult."
"Isn't it possible?" Ning Zhenzhen was surprised.
If this is really the case, it would be outrageous and terrible.
The threat posed by a magistrate is not that of a martial arts master. If Tongzhi and Tongpan are also colluding, then the entire state capital may directly rebel. The damage caused by the military strength of a state is too shocking.
Fakong nodded slowly: "I have personally confirmed that the three of them are definitely disciples of the Kunshan Holy Cult."
"This is no small matter." Ning Zhenzhen's beautiful face became serious.
Fakong smiled: "Do you want to report it?"
"I want to tell my master, I can't just sit idly by and ignore it." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "Senior brother?"
"It's okay to tell Shen Ni." Fakong nodded.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, we have not been able to find the Ziyang Pavilion disciples, let alone follow the clues to find the supervisor. I am afraid our plan will not work."
"Ziyang Pavilion still needs to look for it." Fakong shook his head and said: "But Junior Sister, your foreign minister's ability is indeed..."
Ning Zhenzhen hummed: "There are many powerful people in the outer department. They are just lazy. But fortunately, the inner department is responsible for the affairs of Kunshan Holy Cult. Young Master Li should be transferred back."
"Not bad." Fakong nodded.
Ning Zhenzhen said: "After she leaves, I can use my full strength."
She was warned by Fakong, so she was very afraid of Li Ying. If she didn't try her best in front of Li Ying, she was hiding her own abilities.
"Find the Ziyang Pavilion disciples as soon as possible. This is a shortcut for us to collect information."
"Yeah." Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly.
Fakong spoke to her again and disappeared in a flash.
Ning Zhenzhen stood in the courtyard and thought for a while, then slowly returned to the house, sat on the couch and meditated until dawn.
——
In the early morning, Fakong opened the door and walked out of the house and came to the center of the small courtyard.
Xu Qingluo was already standing outside the door. When she heard the sound, she opened the door and came in with a smile: "Master, how did you sleep?"
"Not bad." Fakong smiled.
He practiced again in the Kalachakra Pagoda for two years and mastered the art of imperial arts.
It's just that the power of the control object is still too weak, so I plan to consolidate it, increase some strength, and then pull Master Murong's memory pearl.
Xu Qingluo quickly brought in the wooden basin, which was already filled with water, and there was a towel on her shoulders.
Fakong washed his face, took the towel she handed and wiped it: "Qingluo, are you staying for two days?"
"Master, let's go back." Xu Qingluo said: "There must be a mess in the outer courtyard. If I am here, Junior Brother Zhou will definitely scold me for being lazy."
Fakong smiled: "Okay, let's go back after dinner today."
Xu Qingluo suddenly beamed.
Rather than staying at home and playing with two silly boys, she still likes to be in the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple, where she can hear newer things and be more lively.
Of course, it’s also good to come home and visit occasionally.
Fakong looked at the state office with his eyes and saw Zhizhou sitting with two middle-aged men talking, while the guards around him were driven away.
Fakong raised his eyebrows and listened attentively.
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