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Fusu said while thinking about it, so that Song Feng once again experienced Fusu's whimsical and whimsical, Peng Dingling and others looked at each other, although when compiling the "Pangu Sutra", Song Feng had already let them know Fusu's strange requirements for the "Pangu Sutra", but at this time, looking at Fusu was still like looking at a monster. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"At the same time, we must make people believe that Pangu treats everyone equally, and as long as they believe in Pangu, they are all brothers and sisters, and they will all enter heaven."

"Believing in Pangu is not just talking about it, but reciting the Pangu Sutra, worshipping Pangu, practicing homework, keeping the precepts of Pangu, and doing good deeds to accumulate virtue......"

Fusu finally stopped, drank a cup of tea, and waited for Song Feng and the others to digest what he said.

It was not the first time that Song Feng had heard Fusu's expectations for the "Pangu Sutra", although it was a little different from the first time, but he finally had some experience, and he was the first to come back to his senses and was silent with the world's first "Pangu Sutra". This was the first time that Peng Dingling and others experienced this kind of shock, and when they came back to their senses, they were full of fear when they looked at Fusu.

Song Feng and the others didn't speak, and Fusu continued to speak: "Presumably, gentlemen, you have traveled all over the world, heard a lot of old legends, and you have also processed a lot of rural stories. ”

"I know that this will not happen in a day, it may take years, even decades, but please believe me, when this book is written, I will give you everything you want, money, power, wives and concubines, it will not be a problem, and you will be immortalized in the annals of history because of this book. If any need arises from the gentlemen, please mention it to me, whether it is manpower or money, and I will do my best to meet it. "Fusu has always been hesitant to draw pies to his followers and collaborators, and he knows that it is not easy to create a religion out of thin air, and he is not Jesus, Muhammad, or Shakyamuni.

Song Feng and the others were not excited by the big cake painted by Fusu, and seemed to be shocked by Fusu's previous strange request.

Song Feng gritted his teeth and said, "I will live up to my son's trust." After speaking, he bent down to give a salute to Fusu, and Peng Dingling and others also hurriedly saluted.

Fusu drank the tea and continued: "If you want others to believe in yourself, you must first believe in yourself, since you have this commitment, if you want to do this well, you must first believe in Pangu, "Pangu Sutra" has not been written, and the recitation is exempt, but you can worship Pangu, practice homework, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and sort out the relevant rituals by the way, just like the Shang and Zhou sacrifices to God and ancestors, and the king sacrifices heaven and earth and the Yellow Emperor every year. ”

"I will clear out Sixian Garden, and this will be the territory of all gentlemen in the future, and I will never let others disturb a few gentlemen. Gentlemen, keep up the good work. After saying that, Fusu left Song Feng's room.

"Song Feng, did you take revenge on me for robbing your business in Handan, deliberately trying to harm me, so you invited me over, you fucking ......"

"Song Feng, Lao Tzu is not done with you......"

"Don't, don't, it's really not, I'm really inviting everyone to make a fortune, I don't mean anything else......"

Not far from Fusu out of the room, Song Feng and the others quarreled, it seems that Peng Dingling and others decided that Song Feng didn't have a good heart to come to them, Fusu smiled, and had no intention of persuading, let alone let these people leave, since they came, let's do a good job for him, there are many people and great power, so I can drum out the "Pangu Sutra" earlier. Stop thinking about going out and scamming.

Coming out of Song Feng, before Fusu could ask Fang Gang Sixian Yuan where these people came from, just outside a palace, he saw a drunk man under the eaves of the main entrance of the palace, drunkenly lying crookedly leaning against the door to bask in the sun, and holding a wine jar in his arms. Fusu remembers that this palace used to be a restaurant when the Lang Zhong were training in Sixian Yuan.

"Why is there a drunk?" Fusu asked with an uncertain face.

"He's from the Academy, doesn't Childe know?" Fang Gang asked with some puzzlement.

"The Academy?" Fusu suddenly realized that it should be a talent recruited by Zhang Cang.

"It's all from the Academy." Fang Gang stretched out his hand and pulled at the person in the distance, then pointed at the drunk man and said: "This drunkard is said to be a virtuous man of the Wei State, Mr. Zhang specially explained that he should take good care of it, in addition to drinking and sleeping every day, he is waiting for the meal at the door of the restaurant." After finishing speaking, Fang Gang scratched his head with his hand, he also felt very embarrassed, in the current Sixian Garden, in addition to Song Feng, who was ordered by Fusu to stay all day long, there were many strange people, just like this drunk, they were all ordered by Zhang Cang to stay here, and he didn't have the courage to refuse.

Fusu looked at this drunk man who was enjoying the sun, and he was quite idle, but he didn't see where Xian was. But Fusu has already handed over the matter of recruiting talents to Zhang Cang, but it's not easy to say anything, there is no right to speak without investigation, maybe these people really have some special skills. It's just strange that at that time, Fusu clearly said that Zhang Cang would leave people in Gongzi's Mansion, how could they all be sent to Sixian Garden, Sixian Yuan has undergone the transformation of Fusu, I'm afraid it's not suitable for raising guests.

Fusu shook his head and walked past the drunken man, not disturbing his leisurely time.

Fusu just turned to leave, but the drunk man opened his eyes, and there was not the slightest drunkenness in his eyes, but he looked at Fusu from behind. After a while, he grabbed the jar of wine, took a sip of wine, and let it trickle down his beard, dripping down his open chest, and turning into a drunkard again.

"How many people has Uncle Zhang recruited in Sixian Garden now?" Fusu asked Fang Gang as he walked.

"Every three or five days, someone specially drives the carriage of the school palace to send people over, sometimes Mr. Zhang also personally sends people over, that drunkard is Mr. Zhang Cang personally accompanied, back and forth now there are twenty or thirty people!" Fang Gang replied.

"Are these people as mavericks as the drunk?" Fusu asked with some concern.

"That's not true, but the strange people account for almost half, and there are three or five quiet like Confucian students, who only read in the room every day, and when they see the books we print, they are like seeing beautiful girls, holding them in their hands and never letting go, in this group of people they are like mavericks."

"That's good." Fusu breathed a relaxed tone, not all weirdos, "Is it also a buffet for them to eat at noon?" ”

"At the beginning, there was only Song Feng alone, but it was simple, when we ate, just send him one, and then there were more people, Mr. Zhang Cang sent two chefs from the school palace to cook for these people, and specially instructed that as long as it is not particularly excessive, let the villain try to meet them."

"Hmm, then don't make a noise, talk to Song Feng and the others, don't reveal my identity, I'll have a meal with these people and see the situation."

When he first came, he thought that these people were all invited by Song Feng, and he didn't look at them very much, but at this time, he knew that these people were recruited by Zhang Cang, and since he had already arrived at Sixian Yuan, it was really inappropriate not to see them. But Fusu was a little worried, he didn't even have a basic understanding of these people, and it would be counterproductive to meet in such a hurry.