After Mingyu left, Zong Shou began to clean up the proceeds from Emperor Qin's deputy tomb again.
Beside the coffin, what he gained was far more than just iron balls and elixirs. There were also many other good things.
After careful cleaning, there were thousands of spiritual stones alone, and they were all of the highest grade of Xuan level.
In addition, there are two or three magic weapons, which are very good. A jade Ruyi, a golden robe, and a Pei Cui crown, all of which are ordered by the emperor.
There are many other bits and pieces.
However, there is not even one worthless thing like the Tianyuan Creation Pill.
"There is actually a prescription for Tianyuan's Life-making Pill? I don't know what your Emperor Qin meant by making such an arrangement?"
Zong Shou was puzzled, then he frowned and sighed.
"It's so painful! If Gu dies in the future, I'm afraid he will have to build a tomb. In the end, most people will rob the tomb like Gu today and loot all his family property. What should I do then? Remember ten thousand years later
, none of those emperors’ tombs can be preserved.”
Thinking of this, Zong Shou shook his head violently. What was he thinking? The master of swordsmanship can last forever.
If one day, I really may die, I will also tell my descendants that it is best not to have anything buried with them in the tomb.
He was thinking wildly until a letter talisman flew back. Zong Shou put away these messy thoughts and laughed at himself. This is that guy, he has already arrived.
After descending from the Demon-Eliminating God's Shuttle, one could see directly below, Jin Buhui was galloping towards him on his horse.
I don't know why, but his originally chubby body has lost a lot of weight, showing a heroic spirit. He is wearing a fourth-grade official robe. It is obvious that this guy has a smooth career in the Shang Dynasty.
Seeing Zong Shou, Jin Buhui's face was suddenly full of surprise.
Zong Shou also smiled slightly and stepped forward to greet him.
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A pot of wine, two wine glasses, and seven or eight dishes of appetizers.
Beside the road, in a wine shop, Zong Shou and Jin Buhui sat across from each other and drank.
Those dishes were all ordinary and not delicious. Only the wine, which was a gift from Lei Dong and Zong Shou's collection, was passable.
This wine shop is also extremely simple and draughty.
But just getting together with close friends and having a drink, I don't care about that at all.
"I never thought that you, a money-grubbing fat man, could one day become a fourth-grade official."
While Zong Shou was drinking, he looked carefully at Jin Buhui up and down, especially the official robe.
"It's really remarkable that he is still a clean official and a censor, Zhongcheng!"
Censor Zhongcheng, who is under the fourth rank, is already the highest-ranking central official in the Great Shang Pai.
This is different from his Dagan, which only covers a few states.
The great merchants commanded dozens of states and hundreds of provinces, and governed an area of 70,000 miles from north to south and 100,000 miles from east to west.
This censor, Zhongcheng, was responsible for impeaching and supervising millions of officials in the Shang Dynasty.
"This Yushi Zhongcheng is not what I want, so I don't mind saying anything. If I can choose, I will not regret it and would rather practice in the sect. I can achieve purity."
After sighing, Jin Buhui smiled again: "I never thought that in less than two years, Zong Shou, you would have reached the pinnacle of the spiritual realm with your cultivation. In the world of Gaia, you are invincible. My brothers and sisters
Every time I talk about you, I admire you very much!"
Then he said in a depressed tone: "I heard that you are leaving the Cloud Realm recently? Lei Dong has left, and now you are leaving too. My senior brothers have also left. Now I am the only one left in the Cloud Realm.
La. Every time I think about it, I feel lonely——"
"Only twenty years! You, the golden fat man, will be lonely. I don't want to believe it."
Zong Shou laughed dumbly and shook his head for a while. Then his expression suddenly turned into concentration.
"It is said that half a year ago, you published three memorials in a row. One of them impeached noble nobles from various places for committing lawlessness in the local area, and no one could stop them. Some even colluded with local officials to privately accumulate dead soldiers. The second memorial
The method of impeaching the imperial examination was controlled by aristocratic families
, which made the country's talent recognition ceremony useless, and it was difficult for children from poor families to become officials. The third book also suggested that the court should change the reward of knighthood. From then on, land would not be awarded, but only money would be given instead. So I have always wanted to ask, is it because you don't regret gold?
Are you crazy and already dying?"
After saying these words, the atmosphere in the wine shop instantly became dull.
"You are indeed here for this matter!"
Jin Buhui was silent for a moment, then laughed at himself and looked at himself, wearing the official robe of a fourth-rank censor, Zhongcheng.
"If it weren't for these memorials, how could I, a person who barely passed the second-level Jinshi examination, be able to obtain the position of a fourth-level official? This is your majesty, repaying my merits - "
“I was also pushed to the forefront!”
Zong Shou's eyes were piercing, and he stared at the opposite side: "Do you know the consequences? It would be fine if His Majesty the Great Shang wins, but once you have to compromise with those aristocratic families, or lose, you, Jin Buhui, will definitely be thrown away.
Go out to appease the public's anger? Even if
Is it victory? Do you, Jin Buhui, have the confidence to avoid the attacks and killings of those remnants of the aristocratic families? These big families have been operating in the Central Cloud Continent for thousands of years. Their forces are intertwined and countless interests are entangled. Do you know how many people there are in this big merchant?
Do people hate you to the core?”
It's not a possibility, but a certainty! Emperor Yuan Chen of Dashang was a rare wise king, but it was a pity that he didn't live long enough. Although the battle was fierce at this time, there was a time when he would give up and make peace with the aristocratic family.
As far as he knew, it was precisely because of this internal strife that the Great Shang's national power was wasted and the family was separated.
Under the impact of foreign races from outside the country, it quickly collapsed and disintegrated, leading to chaos.
In the following decades, it was all supported by Kong Yao.
But now the pillar of the future, the invincible and unparalleled commander, has also been poached by him.
The Jin Buhui in his memory was extremely smart. He didn't look like a guy who tried to pull chestnuts out of the fire for others.
This kind of thing should be avoided as much as possible.
"Someone ordered it, it was not of my own free will."
Jin Buhui also gave a wry smile at this time: "Besides, I really can't stand these aristocratic families! If you look into the history, you can see that over the past ten thousand years, if these big families had not repeatedly disrupted the government and caused trouble to the place, Central Yunlu would not have been in trouble every time.
Thousands apart
Years ago, there was a great chaos. Every time the people were in dire straits, hundreds of millions were killed or injured. I didn’t like the fact that the imperial court repeatedly suppressed our sect, but only after I entered the imperial court did I realize that this was a last resort. The sectarian families, and even the casual cultivators, were a big country.
thief!"
The worry in Zong Shou's brows and eyes became more and more intense. There was already a bit of coldness in his eyes: "You didn't do it voluntarily, but Emperor Yuan Chen forced you to do so?"
Jin Buhui avoided answering, and said calmly: "It shouldn't be that bad! Ordinary censors would never dare to do those memorials. Only I, Jin Buhui, with the support of Haoxuanzong, can I have this qualification."
.With the support of the sect, even if something happens in the future, it won’t be too much. At most, I will fight it to the end and remove me, Jin Buhui, from my official position. Isn’t it just what I want?”
Zong Shou opened his mouth to speak, thinking that when the time comes, even Haoxuan Sect may not be able to protect you!
Finally, he forced himself to hold back and remained silent.
In fact, the deal is now done, Jin Buhui has made up his mind, and it is useless to persuade him at this time.
I just felt extremely uneasy and had a slight sense of ominousness in my heart.
In the end, he could only sigh, pick up the flask, and pour another glass of wine for Jin Buhui.
"If you have to do it as a last resort, you can quickly go to Daqian and take refuge. No one in Guguo can do anything to you!"
Jin Buhui laughed immediately. Haoxuanzong can back him up. Daqian Zongshou, the blood sword demon king who suppresses the world with his sword, is not one of his supports?
The two continued to talk, but they did not mention anything about the Shang Dynasty or the aristocratic family.
It was just chatting and talking about everything. Forty percent of the time, Zong Shou taught Jin Buhui martial arts and spiritual methods, and solved some difficult problems for him.
Zong Shou had a vague feeling that this guy was still obsessed with cultivation and money.
But I have been somewhat distracted, paying attention to all aspects of Dashang. Otherwise, the progress of martial arts would not have been so slow.
According to Jin Buhui, since he has served as an official for one term, as Yushi Zhongcheng, a senior official lower than the fourth rank, he must be worthy of this status and do something for the common people.
After all, he is a disciple of Confucianism, and in a world where great chaos is about to arise, he cannot stand alone.
The two chatted for a day, and it was early in the morning before Jin Buhui said goodbye and left.
Riding the fifth-level riding beast, he galloped back to the imperial capital. He was a court official, and he rushed back at this time so that he could participate in the daily Shang Dynasty.
Zong Shou was sitting alone in the wine shop, staring across from him in a daze.
I know that my best friend is falling into the abyss step by step, but I can't pull him out.
This feeling of frustration, frustration, and anxiety is really hard to explain to others.
The next moment, Zong Shou looked to the side.
"Since the real person is here, why don't you go inside and sit down? It would be a good idea to hide aside and peek at the wall all the time -"
After saying this, it only took a moment. Two figures appeared outside the wine shop, one of whom was dressed as a Confucian scholar and the other was an old Taoist.
"The king has such a keen spiritual sense!"
Without any embarrassment of being discovered, the Taoist walked over and greeted Zong Shou, "I am a poor Taoist and a profound mystic, but I have seen the king of Daqian!"
The person in front of me, regardless of his status as the king of a country or his status as a disciple of Holy Lord Longying, deserves this gift from him.
The corners of Zong Shou's lips raised in disdain. Why is your spiritual sense so keen?
If a monk in the divine realm insists on hiding something, how can he detect it?
It's because Chongxuan is too close, or besides that, it's just a temptation.
"It turns out to be the Great Shang Imperial Master, Master Chongxuan!"
Too lazy to pay attention, Zong Shou asked directly: "Did you hear what I just said?"
The time when this person came must be earlier than when he was induced.
"Of course I heard it!"
The master Chongxuan nodded lightly: "Your Majesty is the lord of a country, and is almost invincible in the cloud world. You actually came outside the capital of our Great Shang Emperor. Chongxuan cannot be careless, and please forgive me!"
Zong Shou smiled and narrowed his eyes, flashing with a dangerous luster: "It's good that you heard me! Jin Buhui is a solitary person who makes friends, and they never go back on each other. I just asked the Imperial Master to tell your Majesty that no matter what your plans are, you can't do it. Let him get even the slightest bit of damage. Otherwise, Gu will definitely not give up!"
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