Chapter 64: Double Happiness Comes to the Door
"Immortal Chang Gaode, far from being able to do so. ”
Yang Zimou was impressed.
"Yesterday, due to the sudden change in the situation, I did not discuss the incident with Yang Xianzun in detail. ”
Chi Zheng looked at the tea served and said, "I wonder if Yang Xianzun is free today?"
"If you are free, please give me advice. ”
How could Yang Zimou refuse.
In fact, the whole thing is not complicated, Chi Zheng said it again, and just took a sip of tea.
"I never thought there was such a reason here. ”
Yang Zimou "gritted his teeth": "That history is like murdering the people for his own selfishness, which is really a heinous crime, and he should be punished, he should be punished!"
"By the way, Yang Xianzun, there is something to ask for advice in the poor road. ”
"The immortal chief is in a hurry, and if there is something to ask the immortal chief, please give orders. ”
"There is a temple on Qingzheng Mountain, which has been abandoned, I don't know what it belongs to?"
"Immortal Chief, do you want to?"
"Poor Dao wants to live in that Taoist temple temporarily," Chi Zheng subconsciously wanted to touch his beard, only to find that he had no beard, so he had to mention the tea lid instead, "I don't know if it's okay?"
"What's so hard about that?"
Yang Zimou cheered himself up, and said with a smile: "Immortal Chang can stay as long as he wants, and immediately call someone to clean up that Taoist temple." ”
"I went to that Taoist temple to take a look before, and I saw that there were a lot of coffins parked inside," Chi Zheng locked his eyebrows, "What does Yang Xianzun plan to do?"
Yang Zimou reacted back at this time, and the Taoist temple seemed to have a lot of dead people parked, and he immediately wondered: "Immortal Chief, since this Taoist Temple is like this, why don't you change places and rest for a while?" ”
"No need, the poor Dao sees that the Taoist temple is full of ghosts, and the resentment is extremely heavy, so he plans to sit here and surpass the soul. ”
"Ghosts, ghosts?"
Yang Zimou's nose fluttered, and after biting his lip, he opened it again, and was glad: "Fortunately, there is an immortal chief, otherwise if it comes to harm people again, what should it be? Since the immortal chief has an order, I will ask someone to move all the coffins inside out for burial." ”
It is by no means an easy task to carry out all the hundreds of coffins and find a place to bury them, and it will take a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, especially the last one, which may require a lot of bleeding from the county government.
But in the blink of an eye, Yang Zimou came up with an idea, this money should not be paid by the county government, but by the historian's family! There are other big families in the city, if he hadn't strategized and invited high-ranking people, I don't know how many people would have died, and those big families should also contribute money and efforts.
Finalizing his mind, Yang Zimou is sure, and he is ready to repair the Taoist temple, such a fairy-like character, if he can stay in Xiahai, it will be a great blessing and blessing for the people of Xiahai!
When Chi Zhengli was sent out, the staff who was behind the screen came out and bowed his hand to him: "Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master." ”
"Ziqian, how happy is it?"
Yang Zimou tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, lest he lose his majesty.
"Master, joy descends from the sky, and it is double happiness. ”
The staff pinched their beards and laughed.
"Double happiness?
"This first joy is the joy of the people, and the people of Xiahai can rest easy, and there is no need to worry about evil demons. ”
"Not bad. Yang Zimou shook his head.
"This second joy is the joy of the master. The staff smiled slightly.
"Oh, what do I like?"
Yang Zimou said curiously.
"Master, do you know that today's saints are obsessed with ghosts and gods, and have sent people to find immortals several times to ask, and have set up an alchemy room in the palace for alchemy," the staff smiled lightly, "Master, this is your chance." ”
Who knew that after Yang Zimou heard this, he was a little displeased, "Then do you know that because of this incident, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all dissatisfied, and they played many times to persuade them? If this official also goes to this troubled water, won't it annoy the Three Princes and Nine Qings?"
"Master, this is not the same as before. ”
The staff pinched their beards and smiled: "Go forward and offer flattery, what auspicious rui and elixir, and say that there are immortals, all make the saint rejoice, but this immortal chief really has magical powers, and he is like a real immortal, is it fake? As for the opposition of the Three Princes and Nine Princes before, they just thought that the ghosts and gods were really nonsense, and the saints were bent on wasting their time here, but if they saw the true immortals, would they still be like this?"
Yang Zimou couldn't help but be happy when he said this, if he could really recommend a true immortal to the saint, then he would really be on the rise!
However, Yang Zimou thought of it again: "Wait, Ziqian, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple." ”
"Oh, what doubts do you have, sir?"
"Ziqian, think about it, even if this matter is submitted to the imperial court, I can't prove it, I'm afraid it won't reach the hands of the saint, and it will be turned back, and I will have to bear the charge of nonsense, nonsense, and falsehood. ”
Yang Zimou sighed: "What's more, how can I calculate one or two for such a true immortal figure? If I don't get permission, the matter of the court is small, what should I do if the true immortal blames me afterwards?"
This is very reasonable, the staff frowned, and thought about it from another position, if he was an official of the imperial court, and when he saw such a report, I am afraid that the first reaction would be nonsense, the second reaction would be that Yang Zimou was crazy, and the third reaction would be to remove him from his official position.
Not to mention, if the true immortal blames it and leaves, then when the imperial court sends someone to verify, he will be really dumbfounded.
Therefore, to complete the second joy he said, only if the true immortal master took the initiative to cooperate, personally went to the capital to meet the saint, and then gave Yang Zimou a few good words, it would be perfect.
But this idea is so ridiculous that the staff thinks it is extremely unreliable when they think about it.
"Hey, you can't report this nonsense. ”
Yang Zimou sat down, "And you can't let the officials below spread rumors." ”
"No, maybe there's another way. ”
The staff had another idea, "We don't take the initiative to go up, but let the folk rumors flow to the capital on their own." ”
"What?"
Yang Zimou was stunned, "Flowing to the capital on his own?
"Master, how can this be said to be a rumor? This is a true fact. ”
The staff was confident: "We just need to be behind the scenes, just a little bit of pushing." ”
Yang Zimou was still a little hesitant.
"Master, what are you waiting for? After this village, there will be no more this shop, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. "The staff was a little anxious.
"However, when the rumors flow to the capital, I'm afraid it will take a lot of money, and it won't work for a few months, so when the capital sends people to see, how about the immortal chief leaving?"
Yang Zimou said helplessly: "Even so, we don't have to accept its responsibility, but if the immortal chief is annoyed by this, who will bear his wrath?"
It's not him, so when the saint heard the rumor, he was curious and sent someone to investigate, and when he found it, everyone was happy, and if the immortal chief left, it became a rumor.
What he feared the most was not the imperial court, but Chi Zheng, who had the means of the immortal family.
The court can take his life, but it can't control his death. And this kind of true immortal can not only kill him, but also manage his soul after death, how dare he offend such an immortal-like master.