In the second year of the Great Zhou Zhenyuan, the thirteenth day of the first month, it was sunny and suitable for travel.

The king of Xiqin County was sick and had not recovered.

The news spread throughout the city, but it was limited to the whole city, and did not affect the army, the eighteen prefectures of the three states, and the land of the Western Regions.

As the dividends of the good governance of the county king gradually appeared, the people in the city no longer needed to organize, so they spontaneously took turns to go to the county king's mansion to pray for blessings.

In the dormitory, there is still the smell of medicine, the smoke is swirling, and the king of the county is still the same dying appearance, even a few points worse, but he has more time to be awake and less time to faint.

On the bookcase next to the bed, there are hundreds of bamboo slips and nearly 100 books.

Paper books are generally modern manuscripts or the handwriting of contemporary literati, and bamboo slips are basically antiquities, and the handwriting is carved on bamboo pieces to facilitate long-term preservation and transportation.

But these bamboo slips in front of me are ancient and modern, the content is mixed but not messy, it is about the geography of the mountains and rivers of the Western Regions and the major sects, and everything is introduced one by one.

The song has been dictated by Xin Zhuo, Jiang Nuying has ghostwritten and annotated, and the bamboo slips have also been turned over by the county king himself many times these days.

At this moment, Xiong Paw, Sai Qingzhu and Cui Ying'er were waiting on the side, silently looking at the hall.

"The Great Law of the Western Qin Dynasty is the law of our Confucian officials in accordance with the ancient Confucian Dynasty classics, which is suitable for the land of the Western Qin Dynasty after being revised and revised, with a total of 93 articles and 181 sections, involving people's livelihood, the military, commercial affairs, criminal law, military law, taxation, water conservancy, farmland, forced labor, etc."

Taixungong wore a moon-white robe, stroked his beard, and looked at Xin Zhuo on the bed with a little worry, "Once this law is promulgated, the land of Western Qin can be reborn within three years, but the body of the county king is ......."

"It's okay!"

Taixun Gong and others made the great law, he let Xiong Paw read it, it is nothing more than the prince of heaven and earth, the loyal monarch loves the world and the world, after heaven and earth is the king, the king of Western Qin is only he Jiang Yuqing, from this point of view, it is not unreasonable for the ancient emperor to like Confucianism.

It's just that it's a little sour and inflexible.

"The Great Law should be revised, the military law is managed by the army itself, and the criminal law is responsible for the establishment of an independent department, and finally it will be judged and annotated by the county king's office."

Xin Zhuo wasn't very interested in this aspect, so he was almost done, and waved his hand, "How are the envoys in the Honglu Pavilion these days?" ”

"Whoa!"

Taixungong nodded first, and then replied: "The envoys in the Honglu Pavilion wander the long street or sit and fish every day, but they are very concerned about the body of the county king, and they will ask again and again every day."

Xin Zhuo's eyes flickered, and a trace of tiredness appeared on his face: "Sir, go back and rest, that's all for today."

Taixungong got up and retired, Jiang Nuying also went to the sixth division of the government with Song Shu to hand over, and soon only the three daughters of the bear's paw were left in the palace.

Xin Zhuo asked, "What is Madame doing these days?"

Cui Ying'er frowned and said, "She is refining the Jiuyang Life Renewal Pill for you, which is said to prolong your life."

Xin Zhuo stopped talking, just cocking a finger.

The bear's paw understood, picked up a bamboo slip, and read softly: "...... Lingyun Mountain in the Western Regions, ten thousand zhang high, hanging in Taiang, overlooking the middle scale river, it is rumored in ancient times, there are immortals on the mountain, leaving the Taoist system, it is said that Lingxiao War Classic, nine hundred years ago Lingyunzi created Lingyun Palace, with Longyun Lingling's spine, the luck is the best in all directions, and it has been passed down for thirty-six generations so far......"

Thousands of miles in the Western Regions, there are seven sects in the nineteen countries, including Kunlun Palace, Dry Sword Tomb, Xinger Valley, White Crane Hill, Hehuan Valley, Lingyun Palace, and Jinshui Sect, although they are not comparable to the four super sects of Taiping Palace, Shenyin, Tianji and Honghua, but they are also extremely powerful existences.

Especially after seven days of Qingyu, the major sects raised all their strength and each achieved an earth immortal.

Earthly immortals and landless immortals are two completely different concepts.

In fact, the details of these sects, Xin Zhuo had just come to the land of Western Qin, and he had already explored it before the Xiaofeichuan War, and he was also sent over to observe when Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, and Bai Jianxi established the Secret Guard Division.

Many people were even asked, including Zhi Feiyan.

Now I have brought out the classics again and pondered them countless times.

If you want to get things done, you must be more stable and have a clearer overall analysis.

After noon, Bearpaw read all the classics, which was the seventh time in the past few days, and did not stop until his mouth was dry.

And Xin Zhuo seemed to be asleep.

"The king of the county?" Bear Paw trembled and tested Xin Zhuo's pulse to confirm that he was still breathing, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Cui Ying'er and Sai Qingzhu had been waiting dryly for a long time with their lunches, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, and the king of the county stopped eating again.

"The King of the County!"

At this moment, a Confucian disciple hurriedly came, saluted, and looked excited: "Yu Siliu and Huang Fuzi have arrived in Huangdu, a hundred miles away, may I ask what kind of etiquette the county king uses?"

Xin Zhuo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes radiated a dazzling light, and the whole person was in good spirits, which frightened several people, where is this like dying of illness? Spirited.

Isn't it time to suddenly return to the light?

The three of them glanced at each other, and they could all see the deep fear on each other's faces.

I heard Xin Zhuo say in a deep voice: "There is no etiquette, let Mr. Yu Siliu take Master Huang, restrain his breath, and quietly enter from the West Gate, just say disciple Jiang Yuqing, wait!"

The Confucian disciple was stunned for a moment, then bowed and left.

Sai Qingzhu approached, looked excited, and whispered: "King Jun, the earth immortal is here, is your body saved?"

Xin Zhuo shook his head, can the earth immortal be bigger than Mochizuki Jing to see his physical problem? The answer is no!

Although the earth immortal is strong, it is 108,000 miles away from the moon well, at least the earth immortal does not have the magical ability to fuse messy martial arts and share the abilities of others.

Cui Ying'er also frowned and said: "It is said that the earth immortal is a martial arts immortal, and the magic is unpredictable, this kind of person must be face-saving, so easy to invite, isn't it very rude?" Could it be that the old fairy will not come in a fit of rage? ”

"If you want to understand a person and take advantage of a person, you must first know his temper, habits, hobbies, whether he is famous, wealthy, lustful, and powerful, or some other habits, and the right prescription is a good medicine."

Xin Zhuo smiled, suddenly took out a booklet from the quilt and opened it, Cui Ying'er quietly looked at it, and found that it was a dense description of Huang Taigai.

The third daughter was a little confused, when did the county king prepare?

What Mr. Yu Siliu left behind, or the statistics of the twenty Confucian half-step grandmasters and grandmaster officials who knew Huang Fuzi on the day of Yangxin Pavilion a few days ago?

Puzzled, Bear Paw asked, "What...... What's so good about this Huang Fuzi? ”

Xin Zhuo said: "Hypocritical good name, weird good dance, embarrassing dance!"

“？”

The third daughter is even more confused, what kind of hobby is this?

Xin Zhuo waved his hand weakly: "Go and elect the ugliest of the eighteen people in the mansion, who are missing arms and legs, if there is no one in the mansion, go to the army to be elected, and if there is no one in the army, go to the people to elect!"

“？”

……

"If this kid dares to play with the old man to greet the row with a false head, the old man will turn around and leave!"

Eighty miles west of Xingling Mansion, at the Huangdu Port, an old man in a linen short coat with age spots on his face like an old farmer, but he was in good spirits, said.

"That's what the Master said!"

The dusty Yu Siliu looked even uglier, his thick lips turned out, already peeled, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

It took a lot of effort to invite this old land fairy, but this old man's temper is very strange, even more strange than she imagined, and she doesn't know much about the temper of the key county king, although the county king is young, but the city seems to be very deep, even if he travels 100,000 miles from south to north, he has never seen this kind of young man.

Can such two people get along?

(End of chapter)