Chapter 383: Spirits who plan to take the civil service exam
There is an elementary school in Daodefang in Nancheng, Chang'an.
This is a house with two entrances. The front yard is where the Meng children study, and the back yard is where Mr. Meng Xue lives. Mr. Meng Xue’s surname is Ban and his given name is Te. He considers himself a scholar, so the people nearby call him Te Te Shi.
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Although this special agent is gentle and kind-hearted and never loses his temper, because he has a big body and a fat face, even the naughtiest children do not dare to cause trouble in his class.
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After two visits, the special agent became famous, and people from several surrounding towns were willing to send their children here...
At this time, inside the Meng School, a burly special agent who looked more like a butcher than a scholar was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the dozen or twenty Meng boys sitting in front of him with a pair of bull's eyes, shaking his head and making a loud voice.
shouted.
"Gold comes from Lishui, jade comes from Kungang, swords are called giant towers, beads are called luminous..."
The Meng boys below all imitated his behavior, clasping their hands behind their backs and shaking their heads.
"Gold comes from Lishui, jade comes from Kungang, swords are called giant towers, beads are called luminous..."
At this moment, with a creak, the door next to Mengxue was pushed open, revealing an old and thin figure who looked like a foreigner from the Western Regions.
These Mengtong boys turned around and recognized the other person as a friend who often came to chat and drink with Master Fuzi. His surname seemed to be An.
"Special Agent..."
This Hu man from the Western Regions named An seemed to have heard some good news and waved excitedly to the special agent.
"What great news!"
"good news……"
The special agent had a look of confusion on his face, obviously not knowing what the other party meant.
"What good news?"
The foreigner from the Western Regions seemed to want to speak, but he looked at Meng Tong sitting below and held back. He just waved to the special agent again.
"Special Agent, please come out first and we'll talk carefully..."
"oh!"
The special agent agreed, then pointed to a student sitting at the front.
"Mao Junnan, take the others down first..."
"yes!"
A four or five-year-old child stood up, bowed to the special agent in a polite manner, then turned around and loudly continued his apostasy to the other Meng children.
"Fruits are precious, plum blossoms are precious, vegetables are heavy mustard and ginger. The sea is salty and the river is light, the scales are hidden and the feathers are flying..."
"..."
After arranging his class, the special agent walked out of the class with a bang and said to An Zhigao who was standing aside.
"Zhigao, what great things are you planning to do? You can't tell them face to face..."
An Zhigao had a look of excitement on his face, looked at the classroom next to him, and said softly.
"It's our business. It's not appropriate for these children to hear..."
"Our business, what do we have to do..."
The special agent stopped mid-sentence and slapped his head with his hand in shame.
"Someone is confused, Zhigao, please come in!"
Just after An Zhigao followed the special agent into the backyard, An Zhigao deliberately went to the door leading to the front hall to check to make sure that no naughty children came to eavesdrop, and then he sat down with peace of mind.
The special agent looked at An Zhigao's cautious movements and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Zhigao, what on earth is a good thing? It's so mysterious."
"This is absolutely great news..."
An Zhigao first gave up, then took out a neat stack of manuscripts from his arms and handed them to the special agent.
"Someone copied this from Qingdu Temple. Special Agent, you will know after taking a look at it."
"Qingdu Temple..."
The special agent was a little curious about the manuscript. After reading a few lines, he stood up in an instant.
"Become a god...Oh my god, is this true? Zhigao, you must not have been deceived, right?"
"Being cheated? Impossible!"
An Zhigao said proudly.
"This is a notice issued by Qing Du Guan in the name of Master Qingwei. Do you think there is any spirit in Chang'an now who dares to come out to deceive people in the name of Master Qingwei?"
After hearing what An Zhigao said, the special agent also nodded.
That's right! Since Master Qingwei started to clean up Chang'an through the good demon certificate incident, those evil demons who wanted to bully other people fell into the hands of the Taishi Bureau one by one.
Now let alone cheating and abduction, there are even fewer petty thieves!
In other words, what this notice says about the things that can become godly things is true...
In an instant, even Special Agent, a self-proclaimed cultural monster, felt that his breathing had become a little heavier.
Don't think that all spirits yearn for freedom. In fact, only the powerful demon kings talk about freedom, because they can bully the good spirits in the name of freedom.
And for special agents like these kind-hearted spirits who are born in the mountains and have average strength, the so-called freedom and other things are bullshit. They can join the men of a certain god and find a backer to avoid being attacked by those big demon kings.
Bullying is the best approach.
Don't you see, even King Hengming, a former god who was banned by Buddhism, raised a banner in Zhongtiao Mountain and brought all the monsters in the mountain under his command.
Not to mention the gods recognized by the Taishi Bureau who represent the name of the human dynasty. They are definitely righteous gods with sacrifices, temples, and divine realms.
As long as you can join, it will be as reliable as becoming a civil servant in a thousand years!
"Then what are you waiting for..."
The special agent stepped excitedly and started to walk out.
"Hurry up and sign up!"
"Don't worry! Sir, didn't you read what the notice said? Registration will only start tomorrow morning, so there's no point in going now!"
An Zhigao quickly grabbed the special agent's clothes.
"And I feel a little unconvinced. You are well-informed, and you are the most knowledgeable among us. Do you think it is better for us to go to the Tai Sui subordinates to become the God of Sixty Years or the God of Day and Night Travel, or to go to the City God of Xijing?"
Better?"
"this one……"
After hearing An Zhigao's words, the special agent looked up and down at the notice in his hand and said after considering it.
"I have never heard the names of these two gods, but judging from the notice, it seems that the ones we recruit here during the Tai Sui year, whether they are the God of Sixty Years or the God of Day and Night, seem to be scouts or something like that. They are probably to be recruited.
It is more dangerous to go to various places to investigate the movements of those big monsters and ghost kings, but the people recruited by the City God of Xijing City should be like those quick catchers in the county government, so it will be safer."
"Understood!"
After hearing what the special agent said, An Zhigao nodded.
"Then go and sign up as a subordinate of the Capital City God..."
"but……"
The special agent continued.
"Judging from the names of the Sixty Years God and the Day and Night God, the official positions of these gods should be higher than those of the civil and military judges under the City God, the Sixth Division Doctor, the Ghost Soldier General and the like."
"Then let me try the Sixty Years God?"
An Zhigao nodded again and said.
"Anyway, the requirement of the Sixty Years God is to build the foundation. You and Special Agent are qualified..."
The special agent looked at the notice and said thoughtfully.
"But the higher the position, the more dangerous it is..."
"Then I'd better go to the City God later."
"But wealth can be found in danger..."
"..."
"Virgin!"
An Zhigao stared at the special agent speechlessly.
"Can you be more precise?"
Like Special Agent and An Zhigao, in every corner of Chang'an at this time, one after another spirits with good demon certificates were looking at the list distributed by Kong Qing with great hope, eager to try.
"in vain……"
A little girl with red eyes excitedly held the hand of another little girl and jumped up and down.
"This is our best opportunity. Think about it, isn't the Sixty Years God a tiger and a rabbit? If you put it this way, there should be at least five rabbits among the Sixty Years God. We have two advantages.
Very big..."
"ah!"
The other little girl looked at the little girl with red eyes with a cute look on her face.
"Is that so? Feifei, you know a lot..."
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"Sixty Years of God..."
A beautiful woman in white was sitting in a tavern, holding a wine glass and looking at the notice in front of her.
"Other than me, Mrs. Ma of the slave family, who else is qualified to be the god of the Gengwu Golden Horse?"
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"Well, Hyuyoushen..."
A beautiful lady wearing a white fur coat was sitting by the third-floor window of a flower building in Pingkangfang, holding a notice in her hand and a look of honeyed confidence on her face.
"...Isn't this just for asking for information? Speaking of information, what could be easier to find out than the slave family here? And the slave family happened to be fine during the day. Hum, this 'Japanese' wandering god is simply for the slave family.
Tailor-made.”
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked in the direction of Qingdu Temple.
"Damn it! If those damn foxes in Hu Daoqia's family hadn't rejected the Nu family and prevented the Nu family from getting close to Master Qingwei, would the Nu family still have to compete with others for this position? Just wait, wait until the Nu family becomes the Day Travel God.
, I will definitely snatch Master Qingwei away from young foxes like you."
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"Well, the God of Renxu seems to suit me very well. After all, I am a black dog and belong to water! Well, the God of Night Wandering is also good. After all, I am a black dog and it is easy to hide in the dark night! Well, the God of Patrol is also good. After all, I am a black dog.
Sensitive sense of smell..."
A thin man dressed in black, with a wretched appearance and a dog-headed head was lying in front of the gate, looking at the notice in front of him, and was stuck in a difficult choice.
"Which one should I choose? It's really confusing... Oh! A dog that is too good will have a lot of troubles!"
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Even the large locust tree in front of a certain Jiahui Square looked at the notice posted on it and shook its branches in annoyance.
"Should I continue to practice as the King of Jing Zhaohuai, or should I simply uproot my roots and take root in the divine domain of the City God of Xijing? After all, I am also very talented in literature, and I can't go wrong if I become a literary judge!"
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"Jinlang..."
A woman with two white bone hairpins on her head and a beautiful appearance placed the plate she was holding in front of a scribe and asked tentatively.
"Recently, Master Qingwei has been recruiting servants for the two gods. If the slave family wants to go and take the call, they can also get some salary and the like to supplement their family income. I wonder if you agree, Jinlang?"
"What kind of god is this..."
Undead Knight Jin Youzhang raised his head from his desk with a look of astonishment on his face.
"He actually recruits female officials. Is he the same lust as King Hengming?"