Chapter 50: Xingzi County

After leaving Dacheng Village, Zhu Houlie began to travel through the world as a Taoist priest, deserted villages, ghost villages, and there were often rotten bones on the road that no one could pick up, as well as vicious bandits licking blood at the head of the knife. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Along the way, Zhu Houlie met many fleeing people, all of whom looked miserable, with hopeless and extremely numb eyes.

Among these fleeing people, there are many old, weak, sick and disabled, and Zhu Houlie can only do his best to treat the patients with his humble medical skills, but this is only a symptom but not a cure, and the root cause of their poverty and suffering will not change, even if they are healthy and disease-free now, other disasters will befall them in the future.

"I'd rather be a peace dog than a troubled world. Zhu Houlie muttered, "No wonder all kinds of religions will prevail, there is no hope and the future is the people in life, and the spirit can only be pinned on the future and the ethereal gods." ”

Red Dust Refines the Heart!

Whether it is the peaceful days on the earth, or the eighteen years of princely life in King An's palace, or the peaceful appearance of other worlds, Zhu Houlie has experienced real troubled times before. So he didn't have a deep understanding of these, and now he has only seen and heard it for ten days, Zhu Houlie has a lot of thoughts, as if he has understood something and understood something.

The thoughts are clear, the heart is enlightened, and the cultivation of Zhu Houlie's divine soul realm is smoother.

"Sure enough, the Divine Soul Monk is cultivating the mind, and if the heart is strong, the Divine Soul will be strong. Zhu Houlie sighed.

It is no wonder that some eminent monks do not sit and die in meditation, and many Taoist masters will also travel the world to hang pots to help the world. True cultivation is not only in the mountains, nor only in the temple, but also in the society, rolling in the red dust. Not only to live in practice, but also to practice in life, after having a feeling, Zhu Houlie took the opportunity to break through in an ancient temple in a barren mountain.

And after the soul of the gods broke through to the realm of daily travel in this dilapidated Buddhist temple, Zhu Houlie continued to travel and walked all the way along the mountain road of this ancient temple.

The mountain road is rugged, vertical and horizontal in the mountains, the trees on both sides are lush and green, so walked about dozens of miles, turned a big mountain, the sight in front of you became wider, a few not high earth mountain bags are undulating, they are covered with green and faint grass, only a few trees.

Not long after, I happened to meet an old man who hurried towards him with his bags on his back, the old man was full of wrinkles, his hair was gray, his body was rickety, and he was very thin.

"Old man, where is this place?" Zhu Houlie asked with a smile.

"Two or three miles ahead, it is the county seat of Xingzi County. The old man glanced up at Zhu Houlie and said, his eyes were cloudy and there was no brilliance.

"Thank you, old man. Ning Caichen thanked him, "Where does this Xingzi County belong to?"

"This Xingzi County belongs to my Nankang Mansion, and it is also where the government is located. The old man saw that Zhu Houlie looked like a kind Taoist priest, and he was not as indifferent as before, and he spoke a little more.

"Nankang Mansion, the ...... of the Mansion" Zhu Houlie's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he asked again, "Then which region does this Nankang Mansion belong to?"

The government is an administrative unit, but it has never been a first-level administrative unit, in order to find out what the situation of this Great Zhou Dynasty is, Zhu Houlie must ask clearly.

"What else is above this Nankang Mansion is not something that Xiao Lao'er, a person who has never been out of the mansion in his life, can know. The Taoist travels all over the world, because he knows better than the little old man, if the Taoist chief doesn't know that it is right to ask those who read. ”

"Really?" Zhu Houlie snorted, brushing aside the embarrassment.

It has to be said that it is sad that a citizen does not even know the most superficial geographical division of his country. But this sadness often happened in ancient times, because the vast majority of people were uneducated, and some even stayed in a village for the rest of their lives.

It is precisely for this reason that the whole world is insulated from them, and the country is the emperor's country, not their country, and it is not their concern to be the emperor. Because no matter who they are, they still have to pay so many taxes, and which emperor is about the same, the people are bitter when they prosper, and the people who are dying are suffering. Regardless of rise or fall, the people below are the most sinful.

Because he wanted to understand the situation in this world, this Zixing County was also Zhu Houlie's goal, so Zhu Houlie went with this old farmer.

After two or three miles, the two came to the gate of the city, because they had a very happy conversation, so the entrance fee was paid by Zhu Houlie. These copper coins were given to him by Dacheng Village, and Zhu Houlie postponed but accepted them, but Zhu Houlie didn't ask for too much, so he accepted a few hundred wen.

Entering the city gate, the old man was separated from Zhu Houlie, walking alone in the pole street, the street was full of people, the vendors were pawns, the sound of yo next to the stall, and the sound of bargaining was endless, although it was chaotic outside, but after all, this Xingzi County was where the government was located, if even this place became very chaotic, then the Great Zhou Dynasty would not need to exist, so here Zhu Houlie could still feel a trace of prosperity.

After shopping for a while, Zhu Houlie first found an inn and asked for a room, washed up, and lived there temporarily. Although he is now learning martial arts and cultivating the Tao, he has not yet reached the realm of dust-free valleys, and he still has to take a bath and eat.

After washing, Zhu Houlie walked out of the room, found an empty table in the hall of the inn, and sat next to it.

"Xiao Er, come two good dishes that you are good at in this inn, a bowl of noodles. Zhu Houlie shouted.

"Okay, the guest officer will come soon. ”

After ordering, Zhu Houlie looked at the situation in the inn and found that there were many customers in the store, although it was not full, but most of them were over, and there were storytellers in the hall to tell the guests to relieve their boredom.

"Guest, your dish, please use it slowly. ”

After a while, the dishes were served, a plate of meat dishes, a plate of vegetarian dishes, a large bowl of steaming noodle soup, and a plate of small pickles. I have to say that the dishes in this inn are still very good, not only the color and flavor are complete, but also the portion is very sufficient.

"By the way, Xiao Er, I want to ask you something. Zhu Houlie stopped Xiao Er, who was leaving.

"Dao Chief, what do you command?" Xiao Er's attitude was very good, and he bowed down and said with a smile on his face.

"Where do you have a place to sell books? Zhu Houlie asked.

If you want to know the general situation of a country, then it is best to understand it through books, and some places even sell county records and government records, which can give a stranger a rough understanding of the customs of the place.

"Dao Chief, you are right, there is the largest bookstore in the house, Chengye Bookstore, about a hundred steps east of the street where our inn is located. Xiao Er replied.

"Thank you to the second brother. Zhu Houlie smiled and gave him ten cents as a reward.

"Thank you, Master's reward!" Xiao Er smiled.