"This world is really interesting, there are all demons and monsters......"

Wang Ling stood at the window and looked out, the snow outside the window had already fallen, and it was no longer as full of heaven and earth as yesterday, but it still covered all the old trees in the distant mountains.

The slightest heat leaks through the floor heating, and the whole room looks warm, even if the windows are opened, it is not very cold.

In the courtyard separated by firewood outside the house, there are plum blossoms blooming in the cold on the branches that are as dark as iron trees.

"Luo socks fly to Luo Puchen, the brocade robe does not see the immortals, and it is also naïve to carry a pot and grass. Jade powder light yellow thousand-year-old medicine, snowflakes floating thousands of spring ......"

Before he finished chanting, he heard someone behind him shouting: "Okay, you are a thirteen lang, you don't study well, but you just chant this idle song, if it is known by adults, it is okay not to break your two legs!"

Wang Ling turned his head and saw a tall young man with a long beard and fluttering sleeves, looking at Wang Ling with a playful gaze.

"Seventh brother, why are you here?"

Wang Ling was not afraid, but asked with a little curiosity.

You know, it's snowing right now.

"Didn't you just say that it was naïve to carry a pot of grass, and I naturally brought you wine......

Laughing.

He also said: "Although your obscene words are not elegant, they also have a different taste. ”

A small servant walked in behind, gave a warm food box wrapped in a quilt, and began to warm wine again.

This seventh brother of the same clan is the son of the patriarch, and his family is rich, but it is different from a medium family like Wang Ling.

Brocade clothes and food, in and out of Haonu, these are all standard configurations.

However, it is obvious that this so-called seventh brother has a pretty good relationship with Wang Ling.

It was this kind of snowy day that he also came to visit Wang Ling.

And seeing that he is so familiar and informal, he simply treats this place as his home, and he must have come and gone often.

Wang Ling also seemed to be used to such a scene, so he didn't say much, smiled slightly, made a gesture of please, and the two of them went to the platform, sat down across the desk.

He knew that in such an era, the articles that carried the Tao and emphasized the spirituality had not been developed at all.

Don't say such Song words at all, it doesn't conform to the rhyme style of this world.

It's not surprising that it's a dire rhetoric, but it's not surprising either.

The two of them sat on a floor with a mat on top and a flue below, through which the kitchen fireworks would pass in to keep the heat out.

In such weather, it is naturally very comfortable to sit cross-legged on it.

"Thirteen Lang, you are clever enough to come up with such a good idea. For this matter, in this clan, there are not many people in the city who praise you......" The second brother Wang Yue said with a smile.

Wang Ling shook his head lightly: "Where do I dare to expect this? I just hope that the elders will not scold me for not doing my job!"

"How come?" Wang Yue said in surprise: "Fuxi makes nets, Xuanyuan makes cars, and the ancient saint kings still make hundreds of weapons for the benefit of people."

You build this floor heating and benefit thousands of families, that is, the county magistrates heard about it, and they were all amazed, saying that they wanted to raise you as filial piety, how could anyone scold you?"

Wang Ling was slightly stunned, and then remembered again that although this world is respected by Confucianism, the people are now simple and simple, not rigid, and there is no kind of calligraphy that is inferior only for high reading.

The scholars were not dead scholars, studying astronomical calculus, farming, and even making utensils, all of which were not necessarily the work of craftsmen.

Although this world is no longer the world of the three generations of antiquity, the folk customs are simple and high-spirited, but it is different from the ancient times that most people know.

The ancient times that most people know are already after the Tang and Song dynasties.

And in this world, it is probably equivalent to the Qin and Han dynasties in his original world.

At such times, inventions are not called tricks and are not discriminated against.

On the contrary, in Tang poems and Song lyrics, things that express personal emotional taste, such as the Song poems that I chanted just now, are not elegant!

So, you really can't think about it with past life thinking.

"Thirteen Lang, listen to me. You are smart and sensitive, you know everything you know, and you have a bright future in the future, so don't ignore yourself!"

Wang Yue suddenly said to Wang Ling.

After a pause, he continued: "I know what Dao you want to learn and what immortals you want to cultivate, but you should know that these are just small paths."

Those of us who read books, read the books of sages, cultivate the spirit of Haoran, have their own sense of heaven and man, and gather together. When you have to win fame, you will have the seal given by the government, and then you will naturally have the power of the imperial envoy ghosts and gods.

If it is in the future, it will govern one side and benefit thousands of households. Even if the general enters the prime minister and assists the king, after death, he will not have the opportunity to enter the dragon court, and he is also qualified to offer incense to the people, enter the rituals for the government, and become a god after death.

Isn't that beautiful?

Those so-called qi practitioners who escaped into the mountains and wilderness to practice were just not qualified to gain fame, so they could only hide in the mountains, eat and be convinced, sleep in caves, and cultivate hard.

After working so hard for decades, barely cultivating a little magical power, but not going down the mountain to serve the government?

However, they can only be just small officials, how can they compare to me?"

Wang Ling was slightly silent, he knew that what the second brother said was true.

In this world, there are Taoist manifestations, demons and monsters, and there are also a lot of cultivators.

However, the power to revise the law is in the hands of the imperial court.

And the mountain monk is exactly like his second brother said.

Those who have achieved a little success are all invested in the government and driven by the government.

Those who do not want to be under the jurisdiction of the government can only escape to the mountains and wilderness.

Otherwise, once you go out of line and violate the legal ban of the imperial court, you will be killed immediately.

Therefore, in this world, cultivation is really not as good as Confucianism.

The most important thing is that Wang Ling was born in the Danling Wang family, although his family is just a Chinese family with a fortune of hundreds of thousands.

But the Danling Wang clan is the Danling family, the family of the county.

Born in this kind of family, Wang Ling created floor heating, and has a certain reputation in the county, can have the opportunity to become an official, and naturally has the right to enforce the law.

However, those poor families do not have this kind of convenience, that is, no matter how high their talents are, no matter how good they are, it is difficult to enter the eyes of the government, let alone be promoted as officials.

Almost all Qi practitioners are because they are not qualified to be officials, and they want to cultivate, so they can only become monks and go to practice.

Therefore, Wang Ling's reincarnation this time, the conditions can be described as too good to be better!

It's just that the truth is clear.

Haven't you ever had such a mind when you were the king?

However, as a traverser, there is a chance to travel into the world of this Dao Dharma, not to seek immortality, but to serve the government?

However, in my previous life, as a cultivator, and now I am reincarnated and reborn, I always have a little bit of a hurdle in my heart.

Cultivation seeks eternal life, how can it be served by the government?

Besides, is it so easy for this world to become an official?