"In Buzhou County, Anqing Prefecture, it rained heavily for seven days. Millions of people burned incense and prayed to stop the rain."
"No, there are promiscuous women in Buzhou County, living with others in the Dragon King Temple. It must rain heavily for half a month to wash away these filthy things."
"There are water monsters in Gaoqiao Town, Ningbo Prefecture, and I would like to ask Dragon Palace to intervene."
"Stay here and don't make a move. This water demon from Gaoqiao Town is the nephew of Marshal Dingshui. It doesn't matter if he eats three or two people."
"There is a wealthy family in Maolin County, Jiujiang Prefecture, the Gao family. The child is born stupid. I would like to offer 800,000 taels of silver to the local temple to pray for the opening of the altar and enlighten spiritual wisdom."
"Promise. Also, the magic to open your mind is very precious. One million taels of silver will not be enough for you."
"Jinshan Mansion, General Li An reported that a snake demon was found in the river. This snake demon behaves strangely and may be a spy of the demon clan."
"Reject it and let Li An investigate again. If it is true, then mobilize all the troops and kill this snake demon."
In the Dragon Palace, there are countless palaces and palaces, and they are guarded by soldiers both inside and outside.
Among them, there is a palace called Fengzheng Palace.
In the Fengzheng Hall, there were three hundred small tables, and water monsters who transformed into human forms looked at the memorial in a dignified manner.
In the innermost part of Fengzheng Hall, there is a small room with a round table and seven Shui Tribe scribes sitting around it.
Next, the hesitant memorials, petitions, and military reports will be sent up, and then they will be reviewed by seven people. Those that are suitable will be handed over to the Prime Minister, and those that are inappropriate will be suppressed directly.
"next batch"
After the seven people read the book, a Shui Tribe servant came forward and shouted to the outside.
Hearing this, the Shui tribe scribes outside who were responsible for organizing and classifying the memorials took out the compiled memorials and put them together into a pile.
The attendant waved his hand and took all the folds into his hand. However, he did not rush inside, but looked around.
Seeing that no one was paying attention, the attendant took out a new note from his sleeve and placed it calmly on top of the memorial.
"In the land of Jiangnan, no less than 100,000 discounts are handed out from below every day. Most of them are trivial matters, not even one ten thousandth of which is worthy of Mr. Long's inspection. However, it is a hardship for us people."
"Who says it's not true? I started as a little He Bo and worked my way up. It took me 80,000 years to finally achieve perfection, but I didn't expect to be assigned to the Fengzheng Hall."
"Among the thirty-six halls in the Dragon Palace, our Fengzheng Hall is the busiest. When I heard that it was a place for the Dragon Prince to handle government affairs, I wanted to come in. When I think about it today, I feel like I was kicked in the head by a donkey."
"Don't worry, in the Thirty-Six Halls, the posts are transferred once every 30,000 years, so it will be over soon."
The seven chief officials of the Fengzheng Palace were chatting away, and here the memorial was also delivered.
A chief officer who was about thirty years old, still charming and dressed as a beautiful woman, was the first to draw a memorial and read: "Jinshan Prefecture, Liyang County, scholar Wang Xu, in the name of participating in the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Recital
, I asked to stay at the Dragon Palace on the pretext that I don’t have much money.”
After reading this, the beautiful woman pressed the memorial in her hand and said softly: "Wang Xu of Jinshan Mansion, is he the scholar who has been in the limelight recently?"
"It should be true. I heard that this man wrote the first national poem, which has caused a sensation all over the country. Even the Confucius Temple was alarmed. I didn't expect that he would actually come here."
"It's very interesting. I heard that the demon clan issued a killing order for him, and the treasures given were enough to make the demon king's heart flutter. Those who are powerful, but feel that living on the basis of the human race is suffocating, and want to go to the far north.
The Demon King, I’m afraid he won’t let go of this opportunity for advancement.”
"That's strange. The demon tribe wanted to kill him, but he still ran out happily. Shouldn't he be hiding in the government, or seeking refuge among the Jiangnan clan?"
The seven chief officials were also confused about Wang Xu's invitation to send him a greeting at this time.
After all, Wang Xu is a human race and a scribe. Even if he seeks asylum, he should seek asylum from the government, the Confucius Temple, and the Jiangnan family.
The scribe was ordered to kill by the demon clan and ended up hiding in the West Lake Dragon Palace. This kind of thing has never happened before.
Cultivating oneself, managing one's family, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world are the ultimate dreams of literati and Confucian scholars.
These people are all eager to interact with the government, the Confucian Temple, and the Jiangnan nobles. Wang Xu ran away without saying a word, for fear of getting into trouble, which was unprecedented and unprecedented.
Of course, these people didn't know that Wang Xu was not afraid of getting involved, but he didn't want to come into contact with the three of them in his current capacity and at this time.
At this time, people are working as swordsmen and I work as fish and meat. Even if I sell myself, I can't get a good price.
This is just like doing business. Wang Xu is a company that controls future technology and has great prospects, but it is about to collapse because of difficulty in sustaining funds.
Guanfu, Confucius Temple, and Jiangnan Family are the giants in the industry.
They saw Wang Xu's potential and wanted to invest in him, because everyone knew that investing in him would bring huge profits.
But in this case, will anyone buy him at a premium or give him a market price that is consistent with his prospects?
No, these industry giants will use the company's imminent collapse as an excuse to portray themselves as saviors and acquire them at a low price like a beggar.
You don’t need to think about it to know that in the eyes of the government, the Confucian Temple, and the Jiangnan family, it is a great favor to help him at this time. Otherwise, he will die. It is impossible to give reasonable conditions that he should get. Some are just
Unequal contract.
In fact, will Wang Xu go bankrupt?
No, he is more confident than anyone else. There is just a small storm in front of him. How could he sell the company at a low price?
Not to mention selling at a low price, even acquiring at a premium will not work. The two parties' minds are not on the same line at all. How can we talk about this?
"I heard that this man is an expert in poetry and writing. The Seventh Princess loves poetry the most. Even this Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party was organized by Lord Long. I must be very happy to hear the news of this man's arrival."
"It makes sense. This person can write poems that support the country, which is enough to represent the land of Jiangnan and the highest attainment of scholars in poetry. If the Seventh Princess knows that we did not hand over the poem, it will not end well for the rest of us."
"So, let's pass it up and let the Prime Minister make a decision?"
"good…"
All the chief officials of the Fengzheng Hall looked at each other and called the attendants to send the zhezi away.
The place where the zhezi was sent was the Prime Minister's Mansion in the Dragon Palace.
In many stories and novels, Prime Minister Turtle is a clown, a person who is responsible for making fun around the Dragon King, looks funny, and is like a servant.
In fact, it's a big mistake. In terms of status, Prime Minister Turtle is the second-in-command of the Dragon Palace, similar to the modern prime minister.
Because the Dragon Clan respects strength, and the Dragon Lord spends most of his time practicing and having fun, and does not care too much about the government affairs in the Dragon Palace, so the power of Prime Minister Turtle is greater than that of the elders in the human dynasty.
Ge Lao divides the power of the prime minister into eight, each of whom is in charge of one task, headed by the first and assistant ministers, the second and second assistant ministers, and the selected and assistant ministers.
This is not the case with Prime Minister Turtle. He really has the power of prime minister and belongs to the chief steward of the Dragon Palace.
The Turtle Prime Minister of the West Lake Dragon Palace is a slightly fat middle-aged man in his forties with a mustache. He gives off the impression that he is white and fat, with a simple and honest smile, a bit like the landlord in Happy Landlords.
After receiving the booklet handed over by Fengzheng Palace, Prime Minister Gui remained silent for a moment and then ordered the attendants around him: "Today the Seventh Princess's Xiaohong died, and she is very sad. Take this booklet and show it to the Seventh Princess first.
Make her happy and then send her to Lord Long."
The attendant held the fold, hesitantly, and whispered: "Prime Minister, the Seventh Princess has an out-of-touch personality, likes to read some miscellaneous books, and yearns for human life. Wouldn't it be great if the Seventh Princess knew that top talents from the south of the Yangtze River were attending the banquet?"
"no need to worry."
Prime Minister Turtle shook his head slightly: "This person has great potential. If it had been anyone else, Lord Long might have scolded him. If it had been someone else, Lord Long would not have said anything."
Why throughout the ages, there have been many stories of scholars repaying favor with foxes and monsters.
That's because the literary spirit of scholars is the purest and most natural force in the world, and has the power to purify blood.
It is true that if a scholar cannot become a saint and is limited by the power system, any method of increasing his lifespan will be useless. Once a hundred years are up, he will be nothing but a handful of loess.
But in these hundred years, it was a great opportunity for the monster. The seventh princess was born with impure blood, not even a dragon.
If you can stay with the sages and be nourished by the literary spirit day and night, your future achievements will not be worse than the Dragon King of West Lake.
The dragon clan has a long lifespan, and a hundred years is just a snap of the finger. Using a hundred years to bet on ten thousand years is such a good deal, not to mention that the Seventh Princess really yearns for human life and loves poetry and articles.