Since His Majesty Li Yuan established his capital in Chang'an, wars have been going on continuously. Wang Shichong, Li Mi, Xue Ju, Zhu Can, Dou Jiande, Liu Heita...
All the heroes in the world will sing and I will appear on the stage, there will be no time to rest.
Under such circumstances, His Majesty Li Yuan naturally did not have much extra money or time to renovate the imperial city and palace city of Chang'an. The courtyard where the Taishi Bureau is located has not been repaired for more than ten years, and some of the houses are still in their original state.
How it looked when it was repaired ten years ago.
"But fortunately, since Master Qingxia took office, the Taishi Bureau has more or less had some extra money. It can renovate the library hall and document room, otherwise many precious materials will be destroyed."
Shu Chuo and Ye Huiming, who had already confirmed that they could join the Quanzhen Sect, acted as if they were following Kong Qing's lead. The familiar people led him around the corridor and came to a courtyard that was even more spacious than the main courtyard.
.
"This is the Department of Academic Affairs. I and Ye Xiandi usually look through information here to read rumors and so on, so they are familiar with this place. If you want to know anything, Chief, I can also help you.
Check it out.”
Listening to Shu Chuo's words, Kong Qing always felt that something was wrong.
You usually look through information here...
If Pindao's appraisal skills are correct, aren't you two from the Department of Visual Science and Technology? Aren't you supposed to be responsible for calculating good or bad luck, so why are you reading information here every day?
"I feel ashamed to say this..."
Although Kong Qing didn't ask, Shu Chuo seemed to see what he meant at a glance. He smoothed his oiled beard with his hand and said with a smile.
"Both I and Ye Xiandi are just relying on the meager skills inherited from their families to show off and deceive. They cannot keep up with the masters of the Qing sect and the Zhanzhen sect. Therefore, we are not needed for the daily affairs of the Shibu sect.
So we often help out here in the Department of Education, just to do what we can."
The corners of Kong Qing's eyes twitched.
This was the first time he saw someone who could talk so confidently about going to other departments to fish.
"Master, here we are."
Shu Chuo and Ye Huiming took Kong Qing to the door of the library hall.
"This is the library hall of our Taishi Bureau. At this time, Li Chunfeng and Mr. Li will definitely be here. If it is a little later, Mr. Li will go to the Literature Museum."
Kong Qing felt his throat was a little itchy.
Shu Chuo, how long have you, an employee of the Department of Visual Arts, stayed at the Department of Education to know exactly where and when the supervisor of the Department of Education was?
"Brother Qingwei, it's really you. When Su Zhenren announced that our Taishi Bureau had another supervisor of the Neidan sect named Qingwei, Pindao deliberately made a divination. It turned out that the new colleague was Pingwei.
I was surprised for a long time when I met an acquaintance."
Before Kong Qing could enter the door, Li Chunfeng had already greeted him from the library hall with a smile on his face.
"After all, the last time Pindao saw Xiandi, you didn't seem to have established a foundation, right?"
"It wasn't there yet..."
Kong Qing also smiled and bowed his head to Li Chunfeng. "Shortly after Pindao met his brother last time, Pindao completed the task in a hundred days and established the foundation to enter Taoism."
"Then I should congratulate my virtuous brother for entering Taoism."
Li Chunfeng smiled brightly and seemed to be very happy about Kong Qing's entry into Taoism. "My dear brother, you can succeed in building the foundation at such a young age. You are not far away from the real person. You can live a long life just around the corner!"
"Thank you for your words, brother!"
After a few words of humility between the two, Li Chunfeng led Kong Qing around the gate and walked into the Taishi Bureau's library hall.
I saw tall bookshelves lined up in rows in the main hall, with bundles of bamboo slips stacked on them. Occasionally, some similarly rolled silk could be seen in the middle of these bamboo slips, only on a few bookshelves at the edges.
Some stacks of paper can be seen.
"There is no way, there is not much money in the Taishi Bureau's account now, so many things can only be recorded on paper for the time being..."
After seeing Kong Qing's eyes falling on the bookshelf with those papers, Li Chunfeng showed a helpless expression on his face. "Then after screening, the important information will be copied onto bamboo slips or silk."
Kong Qing nodded silently.
Although papermaking has already appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, in the early Tang Dynasty, paper was not so satisfactory. Although it could be used as a writing tool, it was not suitable for long-term storage at all.
"After knowing that Brother Xian is coming to the Taishi Bureau, Pindao has already done some homework in advance."
After the guests and hosts sat down in front of the two desks next to the library hall, Li Chunfeng smiled and clapped his hands, and several servants next to him brought a dozen books of different thicknesses and placed them in front of Kong Qing.
"This is the record of all things related to immortals, alchemists, strangers, heroes, gods, ghosts, spirits, supernatural beings and so on in Chang'an County in the past five years. Dear brother, after you have read all these books,
I must have some understanding of your next mission."
Kong Qing felt that his smile seemed a little stiff.
Earthly immortals, alchemists, strangers, heroes, gods, ghosts, spirits, supernatural beings... the most exaggerated, there are others.
What kind of world is this?
"Thank you, brother!"
Kong Qing smiled dryly at Li Chunfeng.
"Brother, please do your work first. Pindao will look at the information first to understand..."
"That's fine!"
Li Chunfeng stood up neatly.
"It just so happens that I have other things to do, so I won't accompany my dear brother..."
As he spoke, Li Chunfeng looked at Shu Chuo and Ye Huiming, who were kneeling behind Kong Qing.
"If there's anything you don't understand, brother Xian, just ask Senior Shu and them directly. They should have seen all the things in front of you."
Kong Qing blinked silently.
Therefore, Shu Chuo and Ye Huiming had to be very arrogant to let Li Chunfeng tell him with such confidence that they had read all the books in front of him.
"That's right, Mr. Li, you can just do what you want." Shu Chuo didn't feel ashamed, but proudly puffed out his chest. "If there is anything that the leader doesn't know how to do, I will definitely explain it carefully."
After hearing these words, Li Chunfeng smiled and calmly disappeared among the bookshelves one after another.
"Okay, now let Pindao take a look at the work to be done in the future!"
After Li Chunfeng left, Kong Qing looked at the book in front of him, rubbed his hands, and carefully picked up a book with ghosts written on it and opened it. Then the first record shocked him.
'In the first year of Wude, someone robbed Wang Fan's tomb. He saw Fan and his men cutting pudding and giving wine to the thief. The thief was frightened and drank it. He saw someone leading a bronze horse out of the tomb. At night, a god came to the city gate and said something like a cloud.
"I, King Fan, have sent an envoy to the graveyard. They will ink their lips with wine. When they arrive, they can be tested and captured." The thieves entered the city immediately, and those at the city gate tied them up and interrogated them, as God said.
Note: Wang Fan has not done anything to hurt anyone, just make a register and file it.’
"Senior Shu Chuo..."
"No, boss, just call me by my first name."
After hearing Kong Qing's address, Shu Chuo quickly waved his hand.
"Since I have decided to become a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, there is naturally a distinction between superiority and inferiority. Even though I am a few years older, I am not worthy enough to be your senior as the leader."
"All right,"
Seeing Shu Chuo's serious look, Kong Qing nodded obediently.
"Then the poor Taoist will call you Shu Chuo?"
"That's good, that's good!" Shu Chuo nodded repeatedly, expressing great satisfaction.
"Then... Shu Chuo,"
Kong Qing raised the book in his hand and clicked on the first record with his hand.
"What's going on with Wang Fan?"
"This guy..."
Shu Chuo was indeed very familiar with these records. He just took a casual glance and understood everything.
"Wang Fan has nothing to say. He is just a gambler. During the Daye period, he once bet and won an ancient bronze talisman. That thing may have been from Momen back then. It can summon a bronze cavalry to scare people.
It's a gadget that's of little use.
After the kid died, his obsession with gambling was too deep, so he stayed in the world and continued gambling with a group of gamblers. Then five years ago, an unlucky tomb robber happened to dig up his tomb...
"
Shuchuo, the know-it-all, not only explained what was recorded, but also explained the causes and consequences to Kong Qing, and finally comforted Kong Qing.
"Master, you don't have to worry about him. This Wang Fan is very honest. He basically gambles in his tomb every day, or in the tombs of other gamblers. Even if he occasionally goes to the casino to play at night, he never uses paper money to cheat.
People are very good at gambling."
A ghost went to the casino at night to find someone to gamble with, and he was given real money!
Kong Qing silently put down the booklet in his hand, feeling a little confused.
"Even if he is a good gambler, are we, Taishi Bureau, just going to watch him stay in the earthly world?"
"What if I don't watch?"
Shu Chuo looked at Kong Qing with strange eyes.
"He didn't make any mistakes. Our Taishi Bureau only cares about ghosts that harm people and doesn't care about gambling issues..."
The corners of Kong Qing's mouth twitched.
God, the Taishi Bureau doesn’t care about gambling. Is this a gambling problem?
"Is this a ghost staying in the human world? Can the ghosts and gods in the underworld allow this to happen?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. There are too many obsessed ghosts like Wang Fan now..."
Shu Chuo spread his hands and made a helpless expression.
"Besides, in recent years, Taishan God seems to have doted on his new little wife, so he has handed over the management of ghosts to his third son. But his third son is very much like him, and he usually spends his energy on beauties.
, so it is inevitable that these ghosts stranded in the world will be completely ignored."
Listening to Shu Chuo's explanation, Kong Qing felt that he had a problem, but he didn't know where to start.
The person who manages ghosts is actually the God of Mount Tai?
The God of Mount Tai actually doted on his concubine, so he delegated power to his son?
My son actually spends his energy on beautiful women?
What kind of messed up gods are these...
"What about the Tenth Palace of Yama?" Kong Qing asked. "The ghosts are stranded in the world of heaven. Doesn't it mean that the Tenth Palace of Yama doesn't care about them?"
"Ten Halls of Yama?"
Shu Chuo, who had always been talking, was confused this time. He scratched his gray hair with his hand, then turned to look at Ye Huiming.
"The old Taoist has never heard of this god. Brother Ye Xian, have you heard of it?"