But Qiu Ping soon realized that his idea was too naïve.

It took a long time for the money to be inked in the banknote before more than a dozen people ran out in fear, but they didn't dare to step forward when they saw the thief.

In the end, they just watched as a group of water bandits looted the goods, and then roared away.

"Originally, the officers of the banknote customs were only temporarily recruited from the local government, but later, as more and more ships carrying official flags increased, there was no need to intercept ships to collect taxes, and the number of people was reduced year by year."

And now, the imperial court is dissatisfied with the reduction of tariffs on transportation, and the amount of silver allocated is also decreasing. In this way, the chief officials of the local banknotes customs did not want to spend more money to recruit people. ”

"It's so reciprocating, a vicious circle, that's why banditry is so rampant here."

Du Yu walked next to Qiu Ping and said with a slight sigh.

Although he is already a Shinto person, after all, he was an official in the imperial court in his previous life, and he still has a bit of a scholarly spirit in his heart.

Now seeing that the court officials are corrupted, his heart is also uncomfortable.

Qiu Ping was a little shocked by the strange scene in front of him, this is not a proper appearance of the country.

The officialdom of the Daqian Dynasty has degenerated to this point, so how did they defeat the Hu people in the north a few days ago? Could it be that rookies pecked each other? The Hu people in the north are more dish?

Qiu Ping had lived in Changning County before, but he had never felt that the control of the imperial court was so weak.

But the more bad luck becomes, the last unlucky it is him.

What can he do, with his temper, he will naturally clean up the transportation system of the Daqian Dynasty and replace it again.

But Shinto certainly wouldn't allow him to do that.

If Shinto could interfere in the affairs of the Yang world at will, this world would not be like this for a long time.

Qiu Ping looked up at the sky, his consciousness let go of the thirteen Cao Rivers, and saw that the resentment like a black cloud was pressed down.

A candle flame lit around him, and the flame danced, blocking out the resentment.

Fortunately, he lit the divine fire, otherwise this rapidly increasing resentment, he would definitely be restless in the center of the Water Mansion now.

Compared to before, the Divine Fire has grown a little stronger.

Between Qiu Ping's thoughts, the divine fire skyrocketed a few points, as if it turned into a big mouth, swallowing up the resentment next to him a little.

Then the divine fire increased a lot.

But no matter how fast Qiu Ping's divine fire grows, it can't catch up with the speed at which these people drag themselves back.

The luck of this Daqian Dynasty is really not rectified.

Qiu Ping flicked his sleeves and let people continue to move forward.

A group of aquarium wrestlers stepped on the water waves, one step at a time, much faster than any human vehicle.

It was only half a day's work, and everyone stopped at the edge of Haiping Mansion in Qingzhou.

On the side of Xunshui, a temple covering an area of several acres stands tall, with three houses in front and back, and in the most central hall, a rough general dressed in armor is enshrined.

There is also the name of the other party's god written on the side, but it is "General Xunshui Turning River Zhenping".

This is a nickname known by Xunshui, which is not included in the divine register, but only circulated among the people.

Xunshui Tongzhi knew his own identity but was a human general a hundred and ten years ago, who pacified the rebellious army on the bank of Xunshui, but was assassinated when the class returned to the dynasty.

In order to reward his merits, the imperial court named him a god and ranked as a sixth rank.

"This Xunshui Tongzhi really doesn't put this official in his eyes, according to reason, he is my subordinate official, and my idol should be enshrined in this temple, he should stand aside, why can't he see my statue?"

When Qiu Ping saw this temple, he suddenly had a seizure.

Du Yu and Jiao Yuan were slightly stunned on the side, what kind of words is this. There has always been only the appearance of a subordinate official in the temple of Shangguan, but there is no reason to put an official in the temple of Xiaguan.

For example, Qiu Ping's exclusive [Bashui Hebo Temple], the temple worship must be dominated by him, as long as he wants, he can even put the statues of all the gods under his command into it.

But if he puts the statue of King Mingling, it will be very difficult.

It is not proper to put the statue of King Mingling smaller than his. But if the statue of King Mingling is bigger than his, it is still called [Hebo Temple], it is better to call it [Capital City God's Temple] directly.

"Go and move Nie Xiangtao's statue to the side for me and put my statue on the table, Du Yu, you can do it."

Qiu Ping pointed to the temple and spoke.

Although Du Yu was speechless in his heart, he also knew the temper of this Shangguan, so he had to step forward.

He stretched out his hand a little, and was about to move the statue, but in the entire temple, a force rose to fight back.

"Bold!"

Qiu Ping's body did not move, mobilized the authority of Bashui Hebo, and directly closed the counterattack force of the temple.

Du Yu continued to use his mana, moving the statue of the general by one position and making way for space.

"Who dares to tamper on the temple of Shinto?"

At this moment, a loud voice came, and Xun Shui suddenly rose, but saw a black face, fat man appear from under the water, followed by hundreds of servants, a paperwork, and even someone raised a flag and waved, but the momentum was quite huge.

Du Yu's back was sweating, to put it mildly, he was still the same as this Nie Xiangtao.

They are all officials of the imperial court who were consecrated as gods after their deaths, and the people of their faction naturally huddle together, and now their momentum within Shinto is not weak.

Those with the highest god rank can reach three grades.

In the past, he had a good relationship with Nie Xiangtao, but he didn't expect to make trouble today to the point of tearing his face.

"Go on."

Qiu Ping didn't look at these people, but said calmly to Du Yu.

"Hebo, why do you want to destroy my sacrifice?"

Nie Xiangtao took a step forward, his eyes widened, and he asked loudly.

The last time he came to see Qiu Ping, he was late and didn't talk much from beginning to end.

Qiu Ping thought that he was not good at words, but he didn't expect this person to be quite powerful when he spoke.

opened his mouth and said that he was destroying his sacrifice, and directly characterized the matter.

In Shinto, destroying people and sacrificing people is even more ruthless than killing your father, even if you are a Shangguan, once you are detained, you will be questioned.

"Du Yu, you continue, what are you doing standing stupidly?"

Qiu Ping saw Du Yu stop, so he continued to urge.

Du Yu had no choice, and after removing the statue of Nie Xiangtao, he used his magical powers to dig out the river mud from under the water, shape the statue of Qiu Ping, and place it in the middle of the temple.

Qiu Ping's statue is a little bigger than Nie Xiangtao, so at first glance, although the name of Nie Xiangtao is still written in this temple, it seems to be Qiu Ping's temple.

"That's right, I've been going all the way, but I've found a very serious problem."

"I am in charge of this Caoyun, and my god name should not be called Bashui Hebo, but should be called [Generalissimo of the General Department of Caoyun in charge of the world]."

"But I didn't see a temple of mine, no place to worship my incense, no one to recite the name of my god."

"The reason why this fortune is so chaotic is because the people can't pray to me for protection."

Qiu Ping looked at the statue in the temple and smashed his mouth, it was unsatisfactory, compared to his own deity, it was 108,000 miles worse than the charm.

When the gods and spirits on the side heard this, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, there was such a brazen person in this world?

"So I decided that in the future, on the banks of this Cao River, every ten miles, my temple will be erected, every merchant ship will be dedicated to my portrait, and every citizen should recite the name of my god."

"Therefore, from this day onwards, all the temples of the water god of the Cao River should be placed with my idol. Du Yu, tell the Tiangong Division to help me make 100,000 small statues or portraits of gods and place them in various temples. If the Tiangong Division does not agree, you will find someone to make a statue for me, I don't ask about the process, but within half a month, these statues will all be in place. ”

"As long as the local people are sincere, they can invite my idol home."

Qiu Ping commanded loudly.

I was blamed one by one, and those people didn't even know who I was, but I still had to fight all the grievances.

There is no such simple thing in this world, I can carry the pot, but at least let people know that this pot is on my back.

When you are thinking well, don't look for the wrong person.

Thinking that the benefits were taken by the people below, and the black pot was all his own, Qiu Ping was angry.

"100,000 ......"

Du Yu's whole person is a dog, is there a total of 100,000 statues in this world.

What kind of style is Hebo, if this spreads, I'm afraid he will be laughed to death.

The gods have always only secretly regulated the veins of mountains and rivers, how can there be such a great joy. Moreover, the great taboo of Shinto is that it is too deeply involved with the world.

Once you worship too many times in the world, you are likely to be disturbed by people's distractions, and you will not be able to purify and go mad.

When Qiu Ping said this, even Nie Xiangtao, who was still clamoring just now, stopped talking.

A trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be still stunned, since he was looking for death by himself, why should he tear his face with him now.

I just watched him rise up a tall building, watched him feast guests, and saw his building collapse.

"It seems that Nie Tongzhi also agrees with the official's idea, and he doesn't call anymore."

Qiu Ping turned his head, as if he had only found Nie Xiangtao coming over at this time.

"Hebo is strategic, his wisdom is unparalleled, and the lower officials dare not put their beaks." Nie Xiangtao lowered his head slightly, as if he had softened.

"Since you think so, then you can help Du Yu share half of the statue. The two of you work together to deliver within seven days. ”

Qiu Ping smiled and said.

“…… Good! ”

Nie Xiangtao hesitated for a moment, but still responded.

This person is really crazy, since he wants to find death, then he will help you.

"Okay, Jiaoyuan, you give me instructions, all the Caoyun Water Temples in various places must first worship my statue, this is the rule. Within a month, I will let all those who eat this bowl of rice know my divine name. ”

Qiu Ping acted resolutely, and said to Jiao Yuan.

Jiao Yuan actually wanted to persuade, but Qiu Ping just glanced at him and didn't communicate with him.

He couldn't figure out why Lord Hebo was so radical.

What is this stimulating?

……

Cao Yun was an important function in both the human dynasty and Shinto, and Qiu Ping's madness soon spread throughout Shinto.

Many people have heard of the name of this Shinto first-day genius, but no one can understand this move.

Could it be that no one had ever told him about the Shinto taboo?

Is this because you feel that your talent is too high, and you already want to challenge the way of heaven?

For a time, the impeachment documents of the imperial envoys from all walks of life drifted into the capital city god temple like snowflakes.

Many of the gods weren't really targeting Qiu Ping, they just didn't want to see the genius of Shinto fall, and they wanted to curb his hubris.

But the strange thing is that all the documents of the Ming Ling King were left behind.

Even if it was the document of Qingzhou's state city god, it only replied "I know".

King Mingling's attitude made everyone scratch their heads. In the past, King Mingling didn't value and protect Qiu Ping the most, why is it so plain today?

And in such a strange atmosphere, Qiu Ping's statues and portraits finally gathered enough 100,000 pairs.

All of them are sent to the temples of Caohe in various places, although it is said that the pious can ask one to go back, but under Qiu Ping's intentional instructions, as long as someone comes, the temple will be sent.

There's even a give-one-get-one.

It was only a short time for the people near the Cao River to know about the Lord of the Cao River.

Everyone couldn't help but feel strange in their hearts, they only knew that there were gods to worship in Caohe in various places in the past, how could there still be a god in charge of Caohe now.

Could it be that it is a newly enshrined god of the imperial court?

The people don't care what grade the god is, what kind of background it is, as long as it is a god, they will burn one or two pillars of incense.

This is called a lot of gods, and it is not strange.

Qiu Ping's idol began to flood along the Thirteen Cao River in the land of Liuzhou, and many gods did not like it, they felt that this young Lord of Cao River was a little too showy.

Of course, to say how much Qiu Ping is in the limelight, in fact, it may not be.

In fact, he has been quite difficult these days.

Although the divine fire on his body is burning more and more, because more and more people know the name of the Lord of Caohe, and everyone has experienced all kinds of things because of Caohe over the years, they are quite resentful of the gods in their hearts.

If there is a master in Caohe, if there is really a god in the sky, why let the water bandits run rampant? Allowing officials to ask for bribes?

Why are they desperately pulling fibers, but the money in their hands is getting less and less?

Why are there more and more waterways everywhere, but they have fewer and fewer fields?

Of course, the last one is actually not under Qiu Ping's control, but who makes him famous, many people think that Caohe is in charge of you, and we can't afford to eat, so you have to be responsible.

The double-edged sword of Shinto is evident at this moment.

"Boom!"

The divine fire on Qiu Ping's body exploded again, because there were more people worshipping, although in terms of proportion, there were more people cursing and resenting, but from the base number, there were not a few people who were grateful and prayed for protection.

It was precisely because of the existence of this group of people that the expansion rate of the Divine Fire was several times that of the previous one.

But in the face of the resentment that has increased tenfold and dozens of times, the divine fire has exploded and grown for a period of time, and it has been oppressed to the point of being only a little bigger.

Qiu Ping only felt that there were countless external evil invasions in his thinking, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, there were countless people cursing.

What Qianfu refers to is nothing more than that.

But Qiu Ping forcibly endured this discomfort and kept his thoughts clear, he was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to completely explode.

(End of chapter)