Wang Fu and Yu Yi'er finished chatting and turned around to get involved in various busy matters.
He began to understand Master Ding. In charge of such a large stall, how could one not have a bad temper?
After the war, there was a lot of confusion, and miscellaneous things came one after another, and there was no way to give in. Everything had to be approved by his nod.
In terms of compensation for death and injury after the ghost disaster passes, there are white rituals held in various places, including taking over the property left by Qingxu Temple, etc. Even if all members of the Northwest Lower House are dispatched, and Taoist Changshi and other Qingxu monks are assisting, it is still insufficient.
As a last resort, he, the leader, had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and go into battle himself.
The grand blueprint for all people to be lifted out of poverty was originally envisioned to be the simplest one.
Because the situation was simpler than he imagined. The largest local landowner was not another family, but the Northwest House of Commons. To be precise, it was Wang Fu himself.
With the original property of the Northwest House of Commons and the land he took over from Qingxuguan, he took over the land resources available for deployment and occupied more than 70% of the local land, and it was all good and fertile land.
Every night, Wang Fu held a thick stack of real estate contracts and fell into deep thought.
I originally thought that we would divide the land among the local tycoons and hold a Hongmen Banquet. We would invite the wealthy landowners from all over the country to the Taoist temple. They would throw cups as a sign of honor and two rows of swordsmen and axe-hands would swarm them and force them to obey their orders.
The beautiful plan came to an abrupt end, not because it didn't work, but because it was unnecessary.
It’s quite ironic that he is the biggest landowner!
This is also the fundamental reason why when he first proposed to relieve the suffering, his fellow disciples around him had strange expressions.
"Young Master, you have to be a good person. There is no need to say it in public."
I’m afraid that at that moment, everyone was thinking so in their hearts!
In a world where gods, ghosts, and immortals cultivate productivity, it is meaningless. After a great war, the science fiction era can bring you back to primitive society.
Ghosts are rampant, and the people are in danger. Even wealthy families have to pray to Taoist temples for peace and peace. A large amount of real estate is used for worship, and flows into the names of various sects, becoming the foundation of the sect.
Many ordinary people are tenants of Taoist temples, working to eat and obeying orders.
In the past, Taoist temples did not care about the common people. They only cared about spiritual practice. They even used good paddy fields and returned farmland to forests to grow spiritual herbs and bait, which greatly affected the food output of the people.
"This production model is too backward."
The clearer Wang Fu understood, the more he shook his head and sighed.
The reality is that Taoism has a natural advantage in terms of people's personal dependence. However, neither Yunyang Temple nor Quqingxu Temple pays much attention to this advantage.
From the perspective of the cultivation sect, the people at the bottom play the most important role in providing property resources and disciples. As for the poor life, the reason is that ghosts are causing trouble. It has never been thought that it can be improved in other aspects.
The poverty and weakness of the people are caused by various factors and cannot be solved by a ghost.
Wang Fu's goal in taking a local post this time is to achieve impressive results during his five-year term.
"Well, professional matters should still be left to professionals."
Wang Fu selected several local officials with proven performance and capabilities and gave them the task of improving agricultural efficiency. As for the practitioners in the Taoist temple, in addition to cleaning up the ghosts that had slipped through the net after the war, they also had an important task.
In the local area, people worship ghosts and gods in order to seek peace. This is a last resort in Cangcheng area, but there are also people who do not distinguish between evil and evil. They go a step further and sign contracts with evil ghosts. Humans and ghosts work together, collude, and harm the same kind of people.
These lawless people have already taken the form of evil cultivators. Wang Fu is worried that if the ghosts get a taste of the benefits over time and support these traitors and devils, they will be in big trouble.
Therefore, this bunch of beasts must not be allowed to stay. If you find them, kill them one by one, and kill the nests of them every time you find them. All of them will be wiped out.
besides……
"You want to worship me as your teacher?"
Wang Fu was stunned and glanced back and forth at the two people in front of him, thinking that this was a conspiracy!
Lu Erqiao looked a little embarrassed, standing next to him was his precious brother, Lu Sanbao.
Too abrupt!
Lu Erqiao felt this way and agreed to come to see the young master today and not talk about anything else. However, as soon as his younger brother came up, he wanted to become his disciple.
In the past, Lu Erqiao only thought that his disciple was crazy, gave up his great future, and went to the Northwest Lower Courtyard where everything was not as good as Qingxu Temple.
However, now, he feels that the disciple is too presumptuous. What kind of person is the young hall master? How can you agree to become a disciple?
He is the legal heir to the Leihuo lineage. His previous battles have proven his strength and skills, which everyone can't match and are amazed by.
It is not a trivial matter for a person like this to accept a disciple. Not only himself, but also the Headmaster Ding above him will have to ask about it. How could you just bring it up so casually as a kid with a yellow mouth?
Lu Erqiao thought more deeply. It would be too bad if Wang Fu misunderstood this move and they were behind the instructions.
"But……"
Wang Fu seemed a little embarrassed, "The rules of my Yunyang Temple are that generally one has to be in the middle of the Jiuqu before one can officially accept a disciple."
As soon as he finished speaking, two glances shot towards him, a look of confusion that asked, "Aren't you?"
Oops!
Wang Fu felt that he couldn't explain clearly. If he wanted to blame it, it was because his previous operations were too amazing. Even if he explained that he only had three skills, the other party would definitely not believe it.
It goes without saying that the Dharma Altar controls thunder and sweeps away ghost disasters in all directions.
The two fierce ghost generals, Weeping and Justice, are awesome, aren't they? When the oil ran out, they dispatched Hui Xiang and Changshi Taoist, both of whom were unable to take down the Jiuqu Middle Realm, and they even escaped.
As a result, Wang Fu went out to capture one dead and the other alive, so don't take it too easy.
With such a performance, who are you kidding when you say you are in the first stage of Jiuqu?
"Well……"
Wang Fu said with difficulty, "Even so, don't you think about it. With your qualifications, even if you become a master, you might as well become my junior disciple."
This is true!
The group of disciples left by Qingxuguan, not to say that each one is amazing, but overall, the quality of the enrollment of any Sanqing Palace is instantly surpassed.
Among them, Lu Sanbao in front of him was the most outstanding. This was the first time he had encountered a seed player who could surpass Yang Ku in all aspects of qualifications, character and destiny.
Such a disciple is a treasure. Wang Fu has already reserved it, and he will definitely be admitted to the Thunder Fire Palace.
However, the other party was very assertive and said that he would become his teacher as soon as they met. This was so unexpected.
"Young Hall Master, my younger brother saw the thunder coming to the world that day and killed countless ghosts, and he was filled with admiration. That's why..."
After Lu Erqiao's explanation, Wang Fu finally understood that it was so.
"Lu Sanbao, let me ask you, did you really come up with this idea on impulse?"
After hearing this, Lu Sanbao replied decisively, "Young Palace Master, in this life, I will never enter the Thunder Fire Palace. Please help me."
"However, even if you enter my Thunder Fire Palace, you will not be able to learn the thunder method just as a beginner."
"Understood, my brother also said the rules of Qingxu Temple. To teach the secret method, disciples need to be tested. The Three Treasures are willing to accept the test. If they fail, you will be willing to not teach the thunder method."