Zhang Zhong, who was hiding in the cabin, listened to the remarks of the two little guys and felt like crying without tears.
Two black-hearted little guys, one wants to go to Qingtang to drink from the northwest wind, and the other wants to go to Beihai Mansion to eat coal ash.
Heartbroken.
"Who did I provoke whom?!"
Zhang Zhong wailed and rushed to the captain's cabin filled with sadness.
In the captain's room, there is an even worse one.
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When you are at sea, if no one reminds you, you don't seem to feel the passage of time.
Floating on the endless blue for more than two months.
The group finally arrived in Beihuang.
A new land.
A fertile and rich land.
In this land, the Song people are supreme.
In this land, people other than Song people can only become slaves.
Many virtues such as benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trustworthiness were only spread among the people of the Song Dynasty.
Slaves dare not hope.
Everything of the Song people was protected by law.
Nothing about the slaves was protected by the law. Instead, they were put under layer upon layer of shackles by the law.
In their free time every day, the slaves had to rush to the Sheng Temple to worship the statue of Kou Gong covered with red silk.
Kou Gong was the benefactor of all their slaves.
After the Song people set foot in the Northern Wilderness, the cruel six demon kings Di Qing, Liu Heng, Zhang Yuan, Zhong Shiheng, Cao Yuan, and Cao Yi thought they were a group of sinners and planned to kill them all.
It was the kind Kou Gong who saved them and gave them a chance to live.
But they must wash away their sins through the work of their ancestors for generations.
They did not remember any of their sins, but they believed Kou Gong's words.
Because the kind Kou Gong not only rewarded them with delicious food, but also warm cloth.
Although everything requires them to exchange for their own labor.
But isn't that how it should be?
If it weren't for Kou Gong, they would probably turn into withered bones.
He might also be forced into a mine and live a life worse than a slave.
Isn't it appropriate to dedicate some insignificant efforts to the kind-hearted Kou Gong?
Not only did they pay homage to Kou Gong in the temple, but they also built a statue for Kou Gong. A huge statue stood on the seaside and could be seen from a long distance away.
They would pick the most beautiful flowers every day and place them in front of Kou Gong's statue to express their most sincere respect to Kou Gong.
No one dared to be disrespectful to Kou Gong, because those who were disrespectful to Kou Gong were stuffed into the mines and became mud men living in the mines.
I will never be able to see the sun in my life, and I will never be able to get out of the mine.
They were a group of people with serious sins. Even if they sacrificed their lives, it would be difficult to wash away their sins.
The statue of Kou Gong faces the sea, opens his arms, and is willing to embrace everyone.
But there is no room for those mud people living in the mines.
"Woooooooo..."
The neighing of the ship woke up the slaves who were laying flowers on the statue of Kou Gong.
The slaves looked up and saw an iron ship slowly sailing into the port.
A bright smile appeared on the faces of the slaves.
Their master has arrived.
They will be assigned to the hands of a kind master, work with the master, and then in exchange for some insignificant rewards, they will be presented to Kou Gong.
The deck of the big ship was full of people.
Most of the people were cheering.
There were only two figures, one fat and one thin, looking at the towering statue on the pier, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
"Does the old man intend to become a saint or a god?"
The thin boy muttered to himself.
The fat young man clapped his lips and said: "It is impossible for the old man to enter the Confucian Temple, and it is impossible for him to stand side by side with the ancestors. It is against filial piety."
The thin young man pointed to the statue on the pier and said nothing, but his eyes were full of questions.
The fat young man curled his lips and said: "When the old man was clearing up wasteland, he showed great kindness and spared a group of savages. The savages felt that the old man was too kind, like a god coming to the world, so they erected a statue of the old man.
It is said that a temple was built for the old man and he visited it every day."
The thin boy seemed to have heard something incredible, "The old man is kind? Don't be ridiculous! I'm afraid I can't even count the number of people who have died at the hands of the old man."
The slightly chubby young man said calmly: "Who knows what the savages are thinking..."
The thin boy couldn't help but sigh: "Aren't they too cheap?"
The fat young man sighed and said: "Who knows. Anyway, the old man said that there are a group of people in the world who don't like others to treat them well. The better you treat them, the less willing they are to get along with you.
If you bully him, whip him, insult him, and then give him some trivial charity, he will worship you as a saint."
The thin young man pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "No wonder the old man often says, 'It is better to show kindness than to show power'."
The fat young man smiled and said: "The old man never tells lies. Everything he said can be seen in Beihuang. In Beihuang, the best person to the wild people is your uncle Dao Wang.
After he was granted the title of Tao King, he moved here to manage the fiefdom.
Many Taoists followed.
They want to turn your uncle's fiefdom into a state that advocates Taoism.
The young Song people didn't believe that.
They can only fool the savages into believing in them.
So they did a lot of good things for the savages.
But after the savages received the benefits, instead of believing in them, they made more demands and often rioted.
This forced your uncle to secretly set up a team of soldiers to suppress them.
The old man said that your uncle was ruined by Empress He.
His fiefdom would be occupied by those barbarians within two generations, and the emperor would have to send people to clean it up later.
Other families treat the savages like pigs and dogs. Not only do the savages dare not offend them, they are also afraid that if they don't work hard enough, they will use them to fill the wells."
The thin young man heard the fat young man mentioning the Tao King and sighed: "My father said that my uncle's path was chosen by his mother for him. Whether he can manage the fief well or not is all his business.
, we don’t care.
If he can hold on to the fiefdom, then he can be the leader of the land and pass that place on from generation to generation.
If he can't hold it, we will send troops and horses to clean it up and take that area back."
The fat young man said bluntly: "The old man said that Empress He's purpose was not pure when she entered the palace. But under the pressure of him, the emperor's ancestor, and the emperor's grandmother, she was unable to achieve anything, so she had to retreat in the end.
Secondly, I set up a feudal country outside and wanted to use it to achieve my own goals.
The old man also said that she took the wrong road.
The old man said that Taoists should not move forward on the road of religion. Many Taoist classics contain extremely profound knowledge. Many Taoist masters are scholars and they are masters of almost everything. Therefore, Taoists should learn from Confucianism and transform themselves into
A science, not a religion.
Knowledge should be kept in a high cabinet and people can spend huge sums of money to pursue it. It should not be wrapped up in a mysterious cloak to defraud people out of trivial money.
Not only do you despise learning, but you also fall into the inferior category."
"Whatever..."
The thin young man waved his hands indifferently, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the faces of the young ladies on the pier who were waving their little hands.
Seeing this, the fat young man sighed deeply, "Auntie is still not cruel enough..."