Li Qingxian glanced at the red cloth tray and said, "Dare to ask what is the meaning of this thing?" ”

Zhang Wentian smiled and said: "Although there is great fortune in Fuzhen, there are occasional unclean things. Our town builders worked together to plant ginseng fruit trees to protect the town. This ginseng fruit is the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of all things, which can ward off evil spirits and disasters, prolong life and increase cultivation by eating. Only by eating the ginseng fruit can you officially get the identity of the mountainous area, otherwise, you are still a person from the lower mountainous area. ”

"I see, so this ginseng fruit is a treasure in the world?"

"That's nature."

"Is there a side effect of this ginseng fruit?" Li Qingxian asked.

Zhang Wentian's face did not change and said: "This is a precious treasure in the world, ten thousand blessings, how can there be side effects." ”

"That's ......"

Li Qingxian stretched out his hand to lift the red cloth, revealing a palm-sized white jade-like fruit.

The fruit is white and crystalline, the appearance is like a sitting baby, the eyebrows and eyes are clear, the mouth and nose are fine, the surface is smooth and flowing, and from a distance, it really looks like a living person.

Everyone looked at Li Qingxian with a smile.

Li Qingxian was puzzled, looked at the mayor of the town and said, "Elder of the town, I heard the people in the lower mountains say that this thing is unknown, why is it?" ”

Zhang Wentian sighed and said, "What else can it be?" Naturally, those Diao people couldn't get the ginseng fruit, and they spewed blood. If you give them ginseng fruit, they will devour it like crazy to relieve them of their blessings. ”

"Huh? Blessing? Isn't Fu a good thing? If you have saved a lot of blessings, can't you be promoted to immortals? Why Xie Fu? Since Fu is a good thing, the ginseng fruit is not good. If the ginseng fruit is good, there must be something wrong with the blessing. So, is there a problem with Fu, or is there a problem with the ginseng fruit, or is there a problem with both? Li Qingxian looked dazed and confused.

The crowd was silent.

The mayor of the town let out a long sigh and said, "That's it, they are all their own people in the mountains, and there are some truths, so it's okay to talk about them." What's more, you also know that the so-called Fu Town is a trick town. The reason why it is said that trickery is a blessing is nothing more than to save those ordinary people and townspeople in the lower districts. Just imagine, what would happen if we explained all the ins and outs of the trick and the original story? Most people will turn into frightened birds, or even go stupid and crazy, and eventually end up scaring themselves to death. That's why we town builders made this decision to deceive the townspeople. But in any case, all this is for the good of the townspeople. ”

"yes, it's all for the good of the townspeople."

"If you always say that this is a strange place, they won't live long."

Everyone echoed the mayor.

Li Qingxian nodded and said: "Yes, if they clearly know what life they have lived, what they have done, and what they think of them in their hearts, they will go crazy." ”

Everyone restrained their smiles and looked at Li Qingxian quietly.

The mayor said: "Ye Sizheng, you said that everything should be simple when you go to the mountain banquet, so let's finish it as soon as possible." ”

Li Qingxian stretched out his hand, put the ginseng fruit into the Qiankun bracelet, and said, "Okay, thank you for the mayor's kindness." But I ate a little too much this morning, and now my stomach is full, so I'll eat it when I get back. ”

Everyone squinted, and there was silence inside and outside the main hall.

The mayor of the town said slowly: "Ye Sizheng, at the mountain banquet, it is the rule of Fuzhen to eat ginseng fruit in public. This rule cannot be broken. ”

Li Qingxian said: "Rules? Is it a treacherous rule, or a law, or a public order and good customs? ”

"It's a rule that we set together in the mountains." Mayor Towns.

Li Qingxian was puzzled and said, "Why do you want to make this rule?" ”

"For the good of Fuzhen, of course."

"With this rule, Fujin will be fine?"

"Of course."

"Why is it that with this rule, Fujin is fine?"

The mayor of the town said: "Because in the early days of the town, we found that some people from the mountainous areas came indiscriminately, and the ginseng fruit can identify those people and prevent those people from entering the mountainous areas and killing the people. ”

"That's ......"

Li Qingxian took out the natal chart, cast a spell and recited a spell in public, and then said in surprise: "No, according to my deduction, this is an ordinary ginseng fruit, and there is no screening function." Mayor Mare, you can't lie to me, a sorcerer. ”

Most of the people in the main hall had gloomy faces.

The mayor said: "Ye Sizheng, this is the rule of Fuzhen, and in Fuzhen, you must abide by it." ”

Li Qingxian asked suspiciously: "This rule is neither a recognized law, nor an eternal truth, or even morally unhelpful, why should I abide by it?" In case you change the rules next time, saying that everyone who enters the upper mountain must kill a person who goes down the mountain and carry his head before he can go up the mountain, so that the bandit and bandit style rules, do I have to abide by it? ”

"Ye Sizheng, do you know what you're talking about?"

Li Qingxian was surprised and said, "It's clear." Except for the emperor's decrees, duties, legal permissions, moral aspirations, and what I want to do, no matter what the rules, I don't care. There are enough rules and regulations, why should we live so tired, don't you? If you don't obey these rules, you will die? I don't believe it, Zhou hate, do you believe it or not? ”

"I don't believe it." Zhou hated and said.

Li Qingxian shouted outward: "Brother of the night guard, do you believe it or not? ”

"Don't believe it!" The crowd shouted in unison.

Li Qingxian spread his hands and said, "Did you see it?" The imperial court says every year that it wants to change customs and innovate and change, how can we, as the people of Daqi, be bound by these dead rules? King Chu, you are the emperor's son, you are an important minister of the court, you say, should we listen to the emperor, do we want to break these useless rules? ”

King Chu said slowly: "Father's words are naturally an unbreakable truth, but here is a treacherous place, on the premise of not violating the father's admonitions, there is no problem in following the customs." ”

Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I'm a person, I have a problem, I like the rules, I am willing to abide by them, but what about the rules I don't like, what does it matter to me?" I don't make rules for others, but no one can make rules for me. I don't want to eat ginseng fruit, so no one can press my head. That's my rule. ”

The expressions of everyone in the main hall were indifferent, and their eyes became colder and colder.

Zhou Hate picked up the ginseng fruit and put it in his luck whitebait bag.

The mayor suddenly smiled and said, "Ye Sizheng, you are serious. Since you don't like to eat ginseng fruit on the spot, it's the same to eat it at home. What's more, this is Fuzhen, you have to eat it sooner or later, and when you know the benefits of ginseng fruit, you will naturally eat more and more, and eat more and more. Before long, we'll just worry that you're eating too much. ”

The crowd was smiling.

From beginning to end, Meng Huaichuan and the others didn't say a word to Good Luck Sheng, just watched quietly.

Li Qingxian got up, hugged his fists, and said, "I said that, I took the ginseng fruit, and this mountain banquet will be over." From today onwards, I will officially join hands with all of you in Shangshan District to build Fuzhen together. I wish us a long journey and success! Leave. ”

After Li Qingxian finished speaking, he turned around and left, and Zhou Hate and the night guard followed, walking out of the mayor's mansion.

The large courtyard of Sanjin is silent.

Tomb General Huang Tiantao held a horsewhip in his hand, pedaled his riding boots, turned his head and asked Wu Jun: "Is he the Qiyuan Marquis Ye Sizheng you said?" ”

"It's him."

"In the night guard's kennel, a wolf has finally been raised. After a few days, I went down the mountain to find him for tea. ”

After Huang Tiantao finished speaking, he walked out.