Hou Mansion.

A secluded courtyard.

Lin Zhengyang sat opposite Bohai Hou and played against each other on the stone table.

Bohai Hou took the lead in black, and Lin Zhengyang was defeated in the middle game.

In the end, Lin Zhengyang abandoned his son and admitted defeat.

"I didn't expect you to have such a chess skill, who would believe it?"

Lin Zhengyang said with a smile.

The 100-year-old ginkgo trees are jagged all around, and the breeze blows. In the tall canopy. The fine and mottled light and shadow cast, not only is not the summer heat, but also a little cool.

Here, the scenery is just right, suitable for retirement.

The Marquis of Bohai ordered the people to remove the chessboard, and said with an expressionless face:

"In my early years, I was not the eldest son, and before I inherited the throne, I visited a chess saint in this house, and I once devoted myself to seeking advice from him, studied chess skills, and learned a little about chess skills."

"The first realm, secular national players, in terms of skills alone, has entered the peak, and the chess art is small, so far it is difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior."

"The second realm, one of the hands of God, this realm has been extraordinary people can have, must have spirituality, understanding and sweat, all indispensable, God and clear, this realm can not be said, but know everything to anticipate the enemy first, but every time like a spirit rhino hanging horns, Pegasus meteors, vertical and horizontal chess, no dang, can be described as a chess saint."

"The third realm, this realm is the realm of chess and Taoism, a son falls, can raise the wind, can make rain, move the heavens and the earth, frighten ghosts and gods, just the legendary realm."

"Having lost my position, I have now gradually tasted the mystery of the second realm."

After speaking, Bohai Hou slowly closed his eyes, and a thin but invisible "potential" gradually condensed in him.

Lin Zhengyang felt it silently.

This is a kind of "potential" that can be condensed when the skill reaches the peak of the present, and it must be a very confident person to have it.

Elites from all walks of life who stand at the top have more or less these momentum.

It is not only absolute self-confidence, but also has its own concept, which can be condensed, and it is the prototype of personalized "Taoism".

If you can continue to carry it out, continue to compete with masters at the same level, sharpen yourself, and continue to grow, after accumulating enough, it is indeed possible to enter the Tao, condense the "Tao species", and open the door to cultivation.

There are 3,600 avenues, and everyone has a root.

It doesn't have to be said that refining qi and immortalizing is the only way to enter the Dao.

Everyone has their own circumstances, and not everyone is suitable to follow the same path.

This way of entering the Tao by art is actually the wildest.

Before the Xuanmen was raised, how could there be a so-called way of cultivation?

In addition to the manifestation of the Dao Monarch and the teaching of the method of refining qi and immortality, how did the original group of scattered cultivators grow savagely?

It's nothing more than that, that's it, I stumbled into it by mistake and pushed open the door of the avenue.

After the chessboard was removed, seeing that it was approaching noon, Lin Zhengyang ordered someone to eat.

In this world, the dishes are different from the main plane, and the taste is also light.

This seaside is rich in seafood.

In the past, some seafood was indispensable.

Lin Zhengyang ate it for a few days, but he couldn't stand the fishy smell, and specially ordered someone to try out the dishes of the main plane.

Fish-flavored cabbage, black bean sauce, dace oil, wheat cabbage, cream choy sum, scallop baby cabbage, green beans and corn kernels, braised tofu in oil, black chicken in ginseng pot, chicken in colorful salad······

The home-cooked dishes from the country of big foodies really conquered the appetite of Bohai Hou.

He originally looked haggard because of his confinement, but recently he likes to eat a few more bowls.

Rice grains are full, exude the same fragrance as bamboo leaves, is a kind of tribute rice unique to the south, called "Zhuxi rice", produced in Zhuxi County, only Zhuxi Niangniang Temple has more than ten acres of this kind of rice, has always been only supplied to Beijing, of course, in private is always intercepted by the Bohai Hou Mansion most of the high-quality rice, the inferior ones are sent to Beijing.

The soup is a bowl of pearl white fungus soup, the pearl is carefully scraped off with a layer of powder on the surface of the natural sea pearl, and the part containing grit inside is discarded.

This world also has a rich food culture, and the ancients have long discovered the origin of pearls and invented the method of artificially cultivating pearls.

This method of grinding edible pearl powder came from a university scholar named Tan Song 300 years ago, who proposed that the inner layer of pearls has grit and cannot be eaten.

He also studied the production method of pearls, and finally obtained the method of freshwater pearl cultivation, so he became very rich.

It's a pity that he later offended the traitorous ministers in the court, not only was he exiled, but hundreds of millions of family fortunes were divided up, but a notebook was left outside, which gradually spread among the people.

Nowadays, artificially cultured pearls are not a new thing, and pearl powder has also become a common medicinal material and ingredient.

After the meal, someone brings a wash basin, wet wipes, dry towels, wicker, green salt, and finally a bowl of tea for gargling.

There were twelve men who served before and after.

The degree of the Hou Mansion was originally even more exaggerated, and it required fifty or sixty people to serve, which was already the degree that Lin Zhengyang had reduced since he took power.

Old Bohai Hou sat down at the stone table with great satisfaction, and said with a smile:

"Next time, you can try to make choy sum with rock sugar, I want to try it."

Lin Zhengyang smiled and said:

"You've worked hard all your life, and it's time to enjoy it, but if you want to eat, just give me a command."

Old Bohaihou raised his eyelids, then said "um" and stopped talking.

The way they get along now is amazing.

Old Bohai Marquis, knowing that this is not his own parent, thought it was a puppet manipulated by the true monarch and gods.

Lin Zhengyang, knowing that the other party is not "Chen Hong's" father, but only a de jure father, in view of his cause and effect with Chen Hong, he blatantly counterattacked, depriving him of his authority with strength and righteousness, and now as long as he does not leave the house, there are not too many restrictions.

As Lin Zhengyang, who is in charge of the Bohai True Monarch Divine Throne, his main energy is now consulting the mysteries of the Divine Dao all the time, trying to step into the sixth order on his own without the help of the Divine Position, how can he have so many thoughts to entangle, especially after knowing the Daojun and the evil god, his eyes have been opened, and he has long stopped taking this worldly world in his eyes.

In his opinion, these are all things that must be given up sooner or later, and now they are just borrowing this identity to make it convenient in the world.

For example, to educate sentient beings, to gather faith, such as to cultivate the three thousand great merits·······

There is a Tao that is easy to practice in the public door, and there is a saying that "if you don't follow the people's master, you can't do anything", and with the assistance of secular forces, whether it is to find and cultivate foreign medicine or spread the faith, it is quite convenient.

What's more, Chen Hong still has cause and effect, and he can't get out easily.

After sitting here for a while, Lin Zhengyang turned back to the study.

Now that he is dealing with affairs, he is in the study room in the middle of the lake, and there is a library next to it, and sometimes he will find some idle books in it to relax.

The table is full of files that need to be dealt with, don't look at the Bohai Marquis's fiefdom is only one county, in fact, this is only on the surface.

After accepting the power, Lin Zhengyang spied the real side.

The Great Chu has been established for more than 300 years, and it has long been civil and martial, and the local garrison has long been sparse, and the Marquis of Bohai has secretly controlled most of the south of the Yangtze River, and the territory under his real control has more than 40 counties in three counties, and the indirect influence is three times that of this····· It's like a country within a country.

Especially in the army, there are only 3,000 iron cavalry on the surface, but in fact it has already seriously exceeded the standard, the scale can be seven or eight thousand, and there are many hidden and retired ones, once the big war starts, it can pull up an elite army of 20,000 people at any time.

It is precisely because of this that we have the confidence to carry out overseas development plans, and even have a foundation overseas.

There are 600,000 soldiers and civilians overseas, most of which come from the civil unrest suppressed over the years, and each civil unrest will be quickly suppressed, and then silently sent overseas, which lasted for decades and multiplied to have this scale.

To tell the truth, in the entire Great Chu, all the feudal lords had similar actions, and the Bohai Chen clan was only one of the largest princes among them.

The reason why the little emperor who went to Beijing can still sit on the throne now is just that the families are not ready, and the Bohai Chen family, which is the most capable of fighting, is more interested in overseas nations.

I have to say that the identity that Lin Zhengyang chose at the beginning, looking at the entire Dachu, was the first order of aristocratic children.

Lin Zhengyang took a wolf quill stained with cinnabar, marked a "read" on a file, and then simply commented below.

The Hou Mansion is like a small court.

Each dossier is sent from all over the country, handed over to the cabinet according to the region, type, and is more important than the standard, and cross-checked by multiple people, and there is a complex review system here.

Subsequently, there were multiple handling opinions behind each file, and what Lin Zhengyang needed to do was to choose one of them, or simply give his own opinions, in short, to grasp the overall situation.

This system frees the superior from complicated dossiers and reduces a lot of manual work.

If they are all like Qin Shi Huang on the earth, reviewing hundreds of catties of bamboo slips every day, just opening the folds is a physical task····· No wonder it doesn't live long!

Of course, the invention of paper and pen has long been here, at least Lin Zhengyang doesn't have to worry about dying of overwork like Zhuge Kongming.

There are always some people in this world who think that being a monarch is to be able to fish every day, have great power, and can act recklessly, but they don't know that all this is utopian.

If you really sit in this seat, you will understand all kinds of helplessness.

Lin Zhengyang has an experience now.

Every dossier he reviewed was an attempt by a sophisticated official to fool him.

He had to understand what this guy really thought behind the text trap, know his faction, his position, and what purpose he wrote this dossier.

Reading a dossier is a confrontation with an old official and the team of staff behind him.

Add to that the demands of the factions, the allocation of resources, and the current situation, and he must look at the bigger picture, look at things from a longer-term perspective, and try to strike a balance.

These are just the basics.

Really thinking about it, it is very hard to be the master, and the power is also very limited, far less glamorous than the surface.