Hou Yu stayed at home, but he also learned some changes in Fufeng City from Uncle Sun.

Sure enough, Chong Lingdao people came here to help the wind not only to deal with the civil backlog, but also for other purposes: a section of the Qingtang River embankment in Sanjiang Prefecture was going to land on the ground of Fufeng City, and he needed strong local support.

In this era, the repair of the embankment is a major event that costs the people and money, and the short-term benefits cannot be seen, but can only be seen in the long run, which lacks motivation for the small people of Shengdou; People are like this, complaining about the heavens and the earth when they send water, but they ignore it, which requires the guidance of the government.

In Anheguo, the dynasty cannot be said to be rotten, but it is also impossible to talk about serving the people, and some big good governance for the people can only be provoked by the Daomen, which is also the foundation of the Tao.

Daomen dispatches from it, but it is the local government gentry who really contributes people and money, if everyone disobeys this, even if it is Daomen, it is difficult to change the ecology of a region.

This is the reason why Chong Lingming knew that Lao Meng committed the murder for a reason, and it was not without evidence that Hou Yu was shielding, but he still insisted on dealing with the two of them.

Looking at the tens of millions of people on both sides of the Qingtang River, of course, is much more important than two insignificant individuals; In this sense, Hou Yu and Lao Meng are not wronged for having this catastrophe, at least, they did kill people.

Lao Meng died, and he was gone, leaving only Hou Yu to deal with a fate that was completely beyond his control; The subject was powerless to resist in front of the entire Daomen, and he couldn't even find anyone who could speak upwards.

The people in the government have no right to speak in front of the Daomen, and his few limited Daomen friends are actually the same, and they are also goods that grandma doesn't love and uncle doesn't love; circle, it decided his fate.

…… Uncle Sun has been busy outside these days, dealing with the rest of the waiting family, thinking that after the young master goes on the road, he can bring him some more yellow and white things for the opportunity to do something, this is the old man's mind, he still can't understand the truth of the Daomen, dotting is definitely useful, but the yellow and white things can't be done, those are two different things.

Hou Yu doesn't go out of the gate, the second door doesn't step, he has no interest in going out when he is frustrated, he is a proud person, his personality is lonely and self-admiring, and he can't bear such insults the most, so he doesn't give those people a chance at all.

In the study, staring at the wooden box containing ginseng insects, he was a little hesitant, should he eat it now? Or do you want to keep it for the contributions of key people?

He doesn't think that if he eats it now, he will ascend to the sky in one step, and it is more likely that he will eat it in vain, and there is a greater possibility of side effects.

He didn't think that he could really meet a Taoist master, just a ginseng insect could let him go, the Taoist gate is not an official government, and the Taoists are all elites with faith.

Still hesitant, so he decided to open it and take a look; Since Lao Meng delivered this thing to the door a few months ago, he has never opened this wooden box for the sake of his noble heart, well, a bit contrived.

The wooden box is not locked, and the material is very ordinary, that is, it is made of ordinary locust wood, and it is fastened with straw rope; Gently opened, a strong medicinal fragrance in his nose, he just seemed to be lying at the bottom of the box like a cicada, not moving at all.

Ginseng insect is not a living thing, it is a specialty of Anheguo, a kind of nodule attached to the mountain ginseng, it looks like a cicada lying on it to suck nutrients, in fact, it is also a plant, but the medicinal effect is more powerful than the mountain ginseng itself, it is a rare strange thing in the cultivation world, the longer the more rare.

Hou Yu didn't know much about medicinal herbs, and he didn't have the opportunity to deepen his knowledge in this area, even among powerful cultivators, it was rare to be able to get involved in the elixir, which required the support of a sect force, and it was difficult for an individual to achieve something.

So, how to take it? Swallow raw or make pills? When should I take it to get the most benefits? What are the taboos?

He doesn't know much about these inside information, but he understands one thing very well, and now it is a waste of the baby to chew peonies so much.

After carefully appreciating the details of the ginseng insects, the aroma of medicinal medicine in his nose was strong, and he still felt that it was appropriate not to move now; was about to close the wooden box, but found that there was a faint line of words on the wall of the box on the inside of the box, take a closer look:

A grain of rice is as heavy as Mount Meru, and there is no way to do it in this life, and it is still covered with fur and horns.

He sighed deeply and closed the wooden box, his state of mind slowly turning calm; At the very least, what he did was recognized, including Lao Meng, and also those ordinary mortals who came quietly at night to drop off things at his door.

Their way of reciprocating like this may be weak and useless, but Hou Yu knows that their attitude has given him the most important peace of mind.

Enough is enough.

…… Three days later, the task of Chong Ling Dao and his party in Fufeng City was completed, and the gentry in the city expressed their strong support and were willing to contribute money and efforts to benefit the world, but Chong Ling saw very clearly that there was a prerequisite for these statements, that is, the criminal Hou Yu must be severely punished.

He also has no intention of favoritism, a cultivator who is not the true lineage of the Dao Sect has no potential at all, and there is no need.

In the farewell of the magnates in the city, a group of four people rode away, Chong Lingdao and his two disciples, as well as the criminal official Hou Yu. In this world, cultivators can't fly if they haven't reached the realm of Xuanxuan, and horseback riding is still their main way to travel, of course, whether there are other magical means for the spirit Daoist is another matter.

Hou Yu's face was calm, which disappointed the magnates who were very eager to see the panic in his eyes, but they had already received the assurance of the Daomen that this person could not escape the peace and prayer level, and it was a very happy result.

In the crowd, a bewitching woman with a light veil covering her face but a bewitching figure also mixed in.

The child's childish voice, "Mother, where are you going?" Don't he want apricots anymore? ”

The woman couldn't see her expression, but her tone was not good, "This dead ghost won't come back!" It's also self-inflicted, I have long told him not to treat myself as a defender, and now it is the end!

Also, he's not your father, your father is actually the king next door......"

She has reason not to be angry, although two hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, but in a few years, if it is converted into each checkout, it is not much, and it is not as cheap as the cheapest goods in the Qing-Lou......

That old man Sun Bo has much more than her, why?

The four figures gradually moved away, and the crowd of farewells slowly dispersed, on the whole, this was a successful cooperation between the Daomen and the government, which successfully cut off a major tumor in the officialdom system of Fufeng City; As for repairing the embankment, anyway, the wool comes out of the sheep, so what does it have to do with them?

Fufeng City has returned to normal order, and there is also a story of a cool official in the teahouse and restaurant, but it has become a joke after dinner, and how many people can realize that they have lost a voice that can open their eyes for them?

precisely

The world has changed and disappeared, and the fish and birds of life have fallen.

There are many wonderful fates in ancient and modern space, who is Zhu Xian's bosom friend.