The recent city of Hangzhou is really lively!

In front of the murder on the street, the gods flew away with their disciples. After the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info the prefect died in his study with a belt.

When the people clapped their hands and talked about it. The officials weren't so happy.

No matter if the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, just in case, no one wants to end up like the poor "Hangzhou Prefect".

But the dust is an indescribable, uncontrollable existence! How not to let the officials of the world be like a fish in the throat and like a thorn in the man. Can't wait to pull it out quickly?

The way of being an official: before thinking about progress, thinking about retreating first, not thinking about success, thinking about defeat first. Think about the Taizu period, the official was not trembling, there is no tomorrow today?

After nearly 200 years of hard work, there is a rule in the court that "the doctor is not punished, and the common people are not courteous". But how many days are the officials relaxed? was disturbed by a storm in the former emperor Zhengde.

Up to now, the new emperor has taken the "words of the sage" seriously, and regarded the words of the virtuous ministers who had read the books of the sages of the Manchurian Dynasty as "bullshit", and the words of the sages as "night pots", which was not only extremely unkind to the officials. I didn't have the intention of treating "literati doctors" well at all.

Shoufu Xia Yan was just a dispute over hundreds of acres of land, so he was driven out of the court, and he didn't save any face for the old ministers.

The first assistant minister is still like this, and the officials are not only cold, but also not careful.

The local officials are better, after all, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. But now there is an extra dust, and the dragon is not the end, and he is still wandering around without hesitation. However, the people have great powers, and the officials are helpless. Which local official can stand it?

Moreover, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Lichen's disciples not only kill people on the street, but even officials dare to kill them. Lichen not only covered up, but even returned the prefect who "enforces the law impartially and is not afraid of power".

For a time, not only officials at all levels in Hangzhou and students and scholars went to mourn this "Qingtian" who was forced to death by the dust and shouted grievances, but even officials from Yangzhou, Suzhou, and even Jinling rushed to mourn.

Probably the prefect himself didn't expect that he, a small five-grade official, would be so honored after his death.

It's just that after death, you have to become a chess piece, facing the colleagues who have it in the heart of the full spirit hall, if you know what to say, I don't know whether to cry or laugh!

Lichen is not an official, but he has a higher status than an official, and Lichen is not a minister, but he is more terrible than a minister.

This will be the officials of Jiangnan who are ready to impeach the dust together, even if no one can take the dust? I also have to let him go into the mountains to quietly meditate and become an immortal.

Staying in this Jiangnan for a long time, who knows who will be the turn of the Hangzhou prefect behind?

Lai Er entered the city, and Lai Er went home.

When I walked past the gambling house, the green skin guarding the door couldn't close my mouth. A pair of mouse-like mung bean eyes widened, teeth "gurgling" in fright, and the two legs were shivering!

When Lai Er kindly greeted Ah San and died, Ah San almost fell to the ground with his back frightened. It took a long time to come back to his senses, wondering whether Lai Er was a human or a ghost.

Of course, Lai Er is a human, but he really frightened many people in broad daylight, including Lai Er's neighbors.

People who are obviously dead have appeared in front of them alive again, is there anything more evil and terrifying than this?

The news of Lai Er's resurrection spread quickly, and the boss of the gambling house was so frightened that his face was colorless, and when he was sweating profusely, there was a group of people in a house not far from his house, and their faces were even more ugly than him!

They were all local scholars, and they were all well-read readers of the books of the sages. A disciple of Confucius who was born with the world in mind and takes the world as his own responsibility.

Now, the time has come to defend the Daotong!

Lichen is not an ordinary person. Ordinary means can't hurt him. Without the watering of blood, how can a gorgeous red flower grow? If you don't die for the generosity of the righteous path in the world, how can you move to this demon path that is causing trouble to the hearts of the people in the world?

It's just that, as pawns destined to be sacrificed, they may be compensated a hundredfold in other ways. For example, parents and family members are not as good as the name of loyalty and righteousness behind them. But the only death through the ages is difficult, and it is not so easy to fight for your life.

Religion is inherently exclusive, especially when it comes to profit. It's just a question of whether you can do it, not whether you want to do it.

Confucianism has reached the eyes of the Confucian disciples of this era, and it is naturally somewhat similar to faith. And Lichen, the most eye-catching Taoist disciple, naturally became a "heretic" who everyone wanted to kill.

Of course, literati are not vulgar martial artists, and they naturally don't use knives to kill people, but pens. It's not just about the memorabilia, it's about others.

Think about Chen Shimei's unjust case, think about Wu Dalang's grievances. I know how powerful the literati are.

Today's dust is not the dust that just came out of the mountain back then, for decades, no matter how stupid the civil officials are, they know enough about the dust. No one can do any damage to the dust physically, but what about the others!

Lichen is now on a small hill, and in front of him is an endless rice field.

The dust is not here to come to the old farmer to ask about cultivation or harvesting, but to see how greedy people's hearts are.

Lichen knows that now the Daomen is prosperous, and naturally knows that many famous mountains and temples are not short of money. But to the point where you have to sweat to see the edge of the field when riding a horse, it's too much!

Especially this large area, a large area of land still belonged to the Taoist temple that should be outside the square.

If it is an ordinary place, if he can earn such a family business, he must not praise him for "running a family in a good way and managing it well".

But if you change the signboard of "Xuanguang Temple", you will only have to say lightly "Be dead!" "Three words. Ignoring the large group of disciples kneeling on the ground, he turned his head to the Lord and said, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, since the Lord Guan has a good way of running a family and managing it well, it is better to be vulgar!" ”

"Dare, dare to ask the patriarch, why?" When the viewer heard this, he knelt on the ground with a "poof" and couldn't help but tremble all over his body and asked.

"The Taoist wants to make a living, and he doesn't seek fame. Wear bad clothes and shoes, and do not admire honor. The chest is pure white, and there is nothing to do. If the ambition is like flowing water, it lives in the city. Accumulate inaction, but can live forever, the poor road was said back then, but the Lord has forgotten it all? Lichen shook his head, and didn't even want the title between master and apprentice, but explained: "Cultivator Dharma Couple's wealth, this wealth is not the rent of this fertile land, nor is it your gorgeous robe, cultivating in the jungle of the eight directions, indulging in red dust and mundane things, forgetting the original intention, not tired of the eight directions, but accumulating resentments from the eight directions. What's going on with this large piece of Guantian, do you know it? ”

"Yes, yes..." The Lord knelt on the ground full of grievances, as if he had something to say, but he didn't bother to say it. Just relying on the incense in the view, it is enough to provide for a view, but he wants to buy the ten thousand acres of fertile land.

The Taoist temple is a place of cultivation, not a compound of the landlord's house. If you take advantage of the land outside the Taoist temple like this and do not accept the imperial grain and national taxes, how can you not attract the covetousness of the Quartet and the hatred of the eight directions.

This is not accumulating wealth for the Daomen, but accumulating resentment and resentment for the Daomen!

And this lord is obviously incurably addicted. Since you don't have a detached heart, it's better to be a mundane person!

Of course, Lichen knew that the lord was wronged, but so what? You can't be like this because other Taoist temples are like this, you have to be like this, right?

After finishing speaking, he no longer paid attention to the pleas of the lord, since he had no relationship with the Tao, why force? Wu brought Yun Lingzi directly through the front hall, and after respectfully offering incense to Sanqing and Pure Yang Patriarch, he temporarily settled in the Taoist temple.

Lichen didn't just order this Xuanguang view. At this point, he wouldn't be bored and rushed here on purpose, just to expel a disciple from the door wall.

Instead, he clearly saw a big crisis, the beginning of a catastrophe related to the thousand-year-old luck of the Daomen.

Outside the Taoist temple, it is not ten thousand acres of fertile land, but ten thousand hectares of poison that makes the entire Taoist gate irreversible. And how many palaces are there in the world? If you don't look back, when the world complains and gathers, it will be the day of the catastrophe of the Daomen.

Can it really wait until four or five hundred years from now?

Even if the dust blinded the heavens, he still saw the signs of the catastrophe.

This is the catastrophe of the Daomen, and it is also the catastrophe of the dust itself!

Dust is an outlier, an outlier that should not exist in this world. Under the way of heaven, one life gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. Even if you don't do anything, it will have a huge impact. Now Lichen has used the power of the Dao and the way of propagating the Tao to make the Daomen prosperous, and he has also borrowed the prosperity of the Daomen to practice the road of Taoism.

It's just that now it seems that there is a long way to go, and it has backfired!

Is it for no reason that he will suddenly encounter a catastrophe of life and death on the sea, and then lose the ability to deduce the Heavenly Dao?

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, the poor Dao wants to meet the world's fellow Taoists on Qingcheng Mountain to discuss the rise and fall of the Taoist Sect and the method of immortality. Go and help me know! Early the next morning, he instructed the disciples of the Daomen who had just finished listening to the sermon.