In a palace made entirely of jade, Lin Ze sat cross-legged, eyes closed, as if comprehending something.
Above his head, there was a cloud of luck hovering about 10 feet long, with five colors of purple, red, yellow, blue and white intertwined and rolling endlessly.
From time to time, a wisp of purple energy fell down, landed on Lin Ze's head, and then disappeared.
After an unknown amount of time, Lin Ze opened his eyes, a look of disappointment appeared.
Lin Ze raised his head and glanced at the sluggish clouds above his head, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's more difficult to condense the seeds of the avenue than imagined."
During this period, because Lin Ze successfully occupied the land of Yan and Zhao, the clouds symbolizing the luck of the Western Qin Dynasty expanded more than three times compared to before.
After his luck surged, Lin Ze hurriedly arranged his affairs and began to practice in seclusion, trying to use his luck to break through to the second realm of heaven and man in one fell swoop.
Lin Ze is both lucky and unfortunate.
Fortunately, every time Lin Ze burned his luck, he could successfully sense the vastness of heaven.
Unfortunately, Lin Ze burned his luck for three consecutive days and still failed to condense the seeds representing his own path and plant them in the way of heaven.
What gave him some comfort was that Lin Ze had consumed so much purple luck, but it was not without gain.
After being exposed to the way of heaven for a long time, Lin Ze's understanding of martial arts has improved a lot. Correspondingly, his martial arts cultivation and combat power have improved a lot.
If quantified numerically, Lin Ze's current strength is about 1.5 times that of when he first entered the Heavenly Realm.
In addition, Lin Ze vaguely felt as if he had touched the threshold, as if he only needed to work harder to break through the film and enter a new world.
Lin Ze, who was supposed to be vigorous and courageous, had to interrupt this luck-burning cultivation mode because all the purple luck on the edge had been consumed by him.
The core part involved the origin of luck, and Lin Ze did not dare to mess with it.
The original destiny is related to the fate of Lin Ze and Xi Qin. Let alone burning it all, even using it a little will cause unbearable consequences.
To put it bluntly, excessive loss of original luck will only cause two consequences.
First, the Western Qin Dynasty was destroyed, and second, Lin Ze suffered a backlash and stayed in the first realm of heaven and man for the rest of his life.
By the way, now Xi Qin and Lin Ze share weal and woe. If Xi Qin were to be destroyed, Lin Ze would probably have to hide in the Taoist palace and linger for the rest of his life.
Putting aside these digressions, the most important thing for Lin Ze now is to find ways to increase his luck.
When the land of Yan and Zhao was first determined, the luck of Western Qin increased by more than three times. If this territory is taken care of, how much luck will be increased?
Thinking of this, Lin Ze immediately said outside the palace: "Come here, call Wu Fan to come see me."
"No," someone outside the hall responded, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
A moment later, Wu Fan hurried over, bowed and saluted: "My lord, Wu Fan, is here to pay my respects to the lord of the country. I wonder why the lord of the country has summoned me?"
Lin Ze asked in a deep voice: "I would like to ask you, has the Prime Minister set out?"
When Lin Ze made up his mind to use the land of Yan and Zhao as the basis to fight for destiny, he sent people to deliver a message to Loulan and asked Chen Ping to move here with most of the officials.
The land of Yanzhao is thousands of miles wide and has tens of millions of people. How can it be managed if there is no one to govern it?
Wu Fan cupped his hands and replied: "According to the news I received, the messenger arrived at Loulan three days ago. Presumably the Prime Minister has already set off at this moment. However, Loulan is far away from Handan and cannot be reached in a day and a half."
Lin Ze looked solemn and said: "Send someone to urge the Prime Minister to hurry up and come to Handan to preside over government affairs."
Wu Fan bowed and responded: "No."
Then Lin Ze continued to ask: "I asked you to secretly search for talented people who have the ability to govern a party. How did things go?"
Wu Fan quickly took out a roster from his arms, held it in both hands, took a few steps forward, and said respectfully: "I am stupid and it is difficult to judge what the ruler of the country means as a talented person. I can only refer to myself or my father and ancestors."
All the people who have served as officials of the Qin State and the pseudo-Zhao State are recorded for selection by the ruler of the country."
Seeing this, Lin Ze stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air. The roster disappeared from Wu Fan's hand and fell on the table in front of Lin Ze.
Lin Ze turned over the first page of the roster, and it was clearly recorded on it: Yu Hui, once served as the magistrate of Julu County in the Qin State. In the second year of the Second Qin Dynasty, the military minister led his army to restore Zhao, and Julu County fell. In order to protect himself, he hid secretly.
In Handan City, I am at home today.
Lin Ze then turned over a few more pages, and as expected, as Wu Fan said, he compiled a list of all those who had ever been officials, or whose immediate family members had been officials.
With a smile on his face, Lin Ze looked at Wu Fan and praised: "Wu Fan, you did a good job in this."
"For these people on the list, you arrange for someone to notify them to come for assessment and tell them directly. Those who pass the assessment can be awarded official positions and serve as pastors."
"In addition, Guangfa announced that the Western Qin Dynasty was just established and was in urgent need of talents. However, those who passed the verification would be awarded official positions without any restrictions."
Wu Fan responded: "I obey."
Then Wu Fan hesitated and said: "I would like to ask the king, if there is someone on the roster who does not want to get involved in officialdom and does not want to come for assessment, what should the subordinates do?"
Lin Ze replied without raising his head: "If Jinyiwei can't even handle such a small thing as inviting people, then why are you still here? Why don't you just get rid of them? You can save a lot of money and raise a few more."
A warrior who dares to fight on the battlefield."
Lin Ze deliberately emphasized the word "invite people" with a touch of emphasis.
Wu Fan understood the idea and replied loudly: "Please rest assured, my lord. Even if I and my army of royal guards come to visit, we will also invite people to Handan for the lord to see."
"Yes," Lin Ze responded calmly and asked, "Has Liu Ji's army in Jibei withdrew?"
Wu Fan cupped his hands and replied: "According to the news I received the day before yesterday, the 50,000 Liu Ji troops entrenched in Jibei have withdrawn. However, they did not go south back to Pei County, Qidi, but went to Liaodong.
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Liaodong? A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Ze's mouth when he heard this. Confucian was deliberately planting nails in his side!
Considering that in a short period of time, the focus will be on consolidating strength and will no longer conflict with Confucianism, Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "Let him go, send people to closely monitor the movements in Liaodong. If there is any change in this army, immediately
Come report."
"I ordered Zhang Han to arrange for 20,000 troops to be stationed in Jibei to prevent any unexpected events."
"No," Wu Fan responded loudly.
Lin Ze waved his hand and said: "Go down and do what I told you first."
Wu Fan bowed and slowly exited the hall.
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Not long after, countless official announcements suddenly appeared on the streets of Handan City.
Use high-ranking officials and generous salaries as bait to fish for the world's talents.