Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Aftermath of the InscriptionLess than two months?
The Jinluo exchanged glances silently, secretly guessing the meaning behind this sentence - less than two months!
Obviously, this is some kind of time limit, or a time span scale.
However, what "less than two months" represents is crucial.
The Jinluo signaled each other with their eyes, encouraging each other to ask, but they also knew that Duke Wei was angry at the moment, and no one dared to offend him. If it was an extremely bad thing, wouldn't it be a good channel for Duke Wei to vent?
A document transferred to the border, that would be comfortable....
Wei Yuan thought of his years of martial arts practice. Even he, who was praised by the Supervisor as the most promising genius in Dafeng in the past five hundred years, took three and a half months to cross from the Qi training realm to the spirit training realm.
Xu Qiyan, who completed this feat in less than two months, was more talented than he expected. Before, Wei Yuan admired Xu Qiyan for his character.
Character is also a kind of talent.
As for Xu Qiyan's speed of cultivation, Wei Yuan had heard that he had filled his Qi to the middle Dantian, and he had already looked at Xu Qiyan with new eyes.
Thinking that by the end of next spring, this kid would be able to advance to the Soul Refining Realm, and advance one level every five months. This talent is at the level of Jinluo.
In addition, he was born with a temperament suitable for the martial arts system, and he might become the second King of Zhenbei in the future - a third-grade warrior.
Who would have thought that Xu Qiyan's talent would be even stronger than he expected. The most important thing is that Xu Qiyan did something shocking without knowing it: Double visualization in the Qi Refining Realm.
The Lion's Roar of Buddhism is a unique skill, but it needs to be matched with a visualization diagram. This diagram is far from being comparable to the real visualization diagram. After all, the Golden Lion Roar Diagram is only an auxiliary to the "Lion's Roar" unique skill.
It is a supporting part of the unique skill.
But even so, Xu Qiyan can do double visualization in the Qi Refining Realm, which is still shocking.
Wei Yuan, who was well-read and knew everything, quickly thought of three possibilities: One, two souls in one body.
There are many records in the Western Buddhist Kingdom that after the high monks who had attained enlightenment passed away, they would be revived in the body of a child, not only with complete memories, but also naturally proficient in Buddhism.
This is because the residual soul of the high monk merged with the newborn child. This kind of soul is inherently stronger than ordinary people, and has many magical features. It can achieve dual visualization when it is insignificant. Because their souls are actually not insignificant.
Second, people with great luck.
This kind of people is extremely rare, but anyone with great luck is a famous strong man. Such as the Taoist leader, the supervisor of the Sitianjian, the witch god of the Wushen Sect, etc.
Third, the blessing of the elders and masters.
There is nothing to say about this kind of people, the pride of heaven, different from ordinary people from the beginning.
"Ahem..." Nangong Qianrou cleared her throat.
He was the representative pushed out by the Jinluo. Yang Yan was not there, and he was the only one present, Duke Wei's adopted son. I think Duke Wei was reluctant to send his adopted son to the border.
"Adoptive father, what can I do for you?" Nangong Qianrou said with a stiff face.
Wei Yuan glanced at him, closed the letter, poured himself a cup of tea, and said leisurely: "Nothing, just a small matter."
A small matter? You almost couldn't control your expression just now... The Jinluo complained in their hearts.
Then, they noticed that Wei Yuan's mood had changed. Although he was still calm, it was the calm before the storm just now, and now it was sunny and breezy.
It seems that the secret letter contains good news... What exactly did it say? Nangong Qianrou asked curiously, "Adoptive father, what does the letter say?"
Wei Yuan smiled sincerely, "Xu Qiyan has reached the Refining Spirit Realm. The letter was sent back by Jiang Luzhong from the border of Yunzhou. At this moment, he should have successfully reached the Refining Spirit Realm."
Wei Yuan did not reveal the matter of double visualization.
Impossible... Nangong Qianrou almost shouted.
As soon as Xu Qiyan joined the night watchmen, he successfully attracted the attention of his adoptive father in the test of the Heart-Searching Pass. At that time, he and Yang Yan were by his side.
It can be said that Nangong Qianrou watched Xu Qiyan grow up all the way and knew his roots best.
When this person became a night watchman, he was still a peak Refining Spirit Realm. In Nangong Qianrou's view, he was a weak existence that could be killed by a breath of "huh". Although his adoptive father said that this child had great potential, and Nangong Qianrou agreed, he still couldn't accept it.
In less than two months, the ninth-grade Refining Spirit Realm became the seventh-grade Refining Spirit Realm. It has already reached the minimum standard of the Silver Gong.
"If Yang Yan were here, the corners of his mouth would be cracked to the roots of his ears..." Nangong Qianrou thought sourly.
Zhang Kaitai, who was concentrating his sword intent, was also sour in his heart. He had thought about recruiting Xu Qiyan before, and he had thought of the method - silver and
seduction.
Due to Jin Luo's face, he didn't dare to do it.
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"Fortunately, fortunately he didn't die in the incident with the surname Zhu."
Jin Luo, who was present, was shocked and couldn't hide his joy.
If the night watchman's yamen had another fourth-grade warrior, the overall influence and strength would be taken to a higher level.
High-quality warriors are rare, and high-quality ones cultivated by their own forces are even
rarer.
Except for Nangong Qianrou, who was jealous, the other Jin Luos sighed and lamented about
this matter.
This is the benefit of having a good personality. People will be more willing to accept a person who has a lower limit than most night watchmen as a high-grade warrior.
If a sinister villain is promoted to a high-grade, they will unconsciously be wary. But Xu Qiyan doesn't have to be like this. He can kill his superior with a knife for an irrelevant girl. From another perspective, he is actually protecting his inner bottom line.
If this continues, his adoptive father will accept him as his adopted son... Yang Yan is a taciturn person and will not compete with me for favor. That annoying Xu Qiyan is very slippery... Nangong Qianrou thought sourly.
Wei Yuan glanced at the water leak in the corner and waved his hand, saying, "Retreat. I don't want to make similar mistakes again. Qianrou, go prepare the carriage and follow me into the
palace."
In half an hour, it will be a small court meeting.
Emperor Yuan Jing did not attend the morning court because it conflicted with his time for
meditation and enlightenment. He only held a small court meeting every three or five days,
but not frequently.
The last small court meeting was four days ago.
....
The wheels rolled over the bluestone-paved street, Nangong Qianrou pulled the reins hard,
and the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace.
Taking down the small stool hanging under the carriage board, getting off the carriage to greet Wei Yuan, Nangong Qianrou handed the reins to the Jinwu Guards guarding the city, and followed the back of the man in blue clothes.
In the imperial study, Emperor Yuan Jing, with his black hair regrowing, sat on a gilded chair, looked at the ministers, and said in a voice without emotion:
"I have asked the cabinet to copy the memorial sent back by the Yuzhou Provincial Administration Commissioner and send it to all the ministers. I want to know what you
think."
The Minister of Revenue took the lead and said loudly: "I think this is just an example in Yuzhou. What Zhang Xingying said about the grain transport offices in various states of Dafeng is completely nonsense."
The Secretary of the Ministry of Works echoed: "What Zhang Xingying said lacks evidence and is not credible. We only need to thoroughly investigate the grain transport office in Yuzhou." Several other officials stood up to second the proposal, and their attitude was very clear: do not investigate the grain transport office.
The word "grain transport" has been a problem since ancient times. The interest groups involved are too large, from the capital to the local areas, from the temple to the rivers and
lakes, and it is complicated. There are too many people involved. Emperor Yuan Jing looked at the Prime Minister, "What do you think, Lord Wang?"
The Prime Minister bowed and said, "I think that we can just investigate the grain transport in
Yuzhou."
"Wei Yuan, what do you think?" Emperor Yuan Jing looked at the man in blue.
"I agree with you, Lord Prime Minister." Wei Yuan replied.
The officials withdrew their gazes from Wei Yuan.
Prime Minister Wang tilted his head and glanced at Wei Yuan, with a tacit understanding and
a little disappointment. At this critical moment of the Beijing inspection, whoever dared to propose a thorough investigation of the grain transport office would be cutting himself off
from the officialdom of Dafeng.
Neither of the two old rivals would make such a low-level mistake, but they both hoped that the other would make a mistake.
Emperor Yuan Jing nodded, his eyes deep, his emotions unrecognizable, and continued:
"A memorial sent back by the Qingzhou governor said that Yang Gong had erected warning tablets in all the government offices in Qingzhou, and the inscription read: You eat and work, the people's fat and blood. It is easy to abuse the people, but it is difficult to deceive God.
"The Qingzhou governor believed that this poem was deafening and had the effect of warning
all officials, and suggested that the court order all states to follow suit and erect warning
tablets.
"What do you think, my dear ministers?"
In the imperial study, the officials were in a commotion, whispering to each other.
"Good poem, good poem!" An attendant stepped out excitedly and shouted: "This poem is simply a stroke of genius, wonderful beyond words, this is the poem that my Dafeng should have, not 'the fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk', or 'the boat is full of clear dreams
pressing down the stars'.
"My blood is boiling, and I beg Your Majesty to order all states to follow suit and erect warning tablets in all the government offices. "
The request of this official was echoed by the officials present. It did not involve conflicts of
interest or party disputes. The officials suddenly became cheerful and dared to speak up and express their opinions.
However, not everyone agreed. Some people did not want to see Yang Gong become famous. After all, this Qingzhou governor was a scholar from Yunlu Academy.
But more people hoped that the court would do so. In this way, when the deeds were spread, it
would be beneficial to the court's image in the hearts of the people of the world, which would be a great plus.
This is the same reason why scholars like fame.
In recent years, from the common people to the gentry, from the common people to the
gentry, there has been endless scolding. The matter of setting up a warning stele can restore some of the court's reputation.
Wang Shoufu stepped out of the line, "I propose to follow the example of the Qingzhou
Governor's Office. "
Emperor Yuan Jing actually meant the same thing. Although he cultivated immortality,
ignored state affairs, and amassed wealth without limit, he felt that he was a good emperor. "Yang Gong's reputation as a great scholar is not in vain. This poem was created during my
reign and will surely go down in history. Not only will I erect a warning stele in each state government office, I will also write it myself and have it printed in my own handwriting." Emperor Yuan Jing said with a smile.
"Yang Gong passed the imperial examination that year, and his poetry was the best of the year. "Wang Shoufu also laughed.
Wei Yuan was the only one present who was confused for a long time.
You eat and work, the people's fat and blood. It is easy to abuse the people, but it is difficult
to deceive God... Isn't this the poem written by Xu Qiyan in the heart-to-heart pass that day?
How did it become Yang Gong's?
Or, this is Yang Gong's poem, and Xu Qiyan heard his cousin Xu Xinnian's story?
Wei Yuan quickly denied this guess. In terms of poetic talent, a hundred Yang Gongs are not as
good as one Xu Qiyan.
This poem appeared recently, and the governor's team went all the way south, and they must
have passed through Qingzhou. In other words, Xu Qiyan returned to Qingzhou, and this poem was passed from Qingzhou.
After thinking it through, Wei Yuan frowned and wondered: "This poem was written by Xu
Qiyan, why did your Majesty ignore it just now? Was it intentional, or did the Qingzhou Provincial Administration Commissioner deliberately not write Xu Qiyan's name?" The memorial was sent back to the capital by the Qingzhou Provincial Administration Commissioner's Office. This type of memorial is usually written by clerks in the government office. After all, the governor cannot do everything himself... That is to say, there may be clerks who deliberately ignore the original author in order to please the governor... At that time, they can just say that it was an oversight when writing the memorial.
"Once the matter is settled, Yang Gong's reputation will spread with this poem. At that time,
even if Yang Gong explains it afterwards, whether the news can be spread is a problem, how much effect it will have is also a problem.
and
"It should be Xu Qian'an's literary reputation, no one can take it away... It's still too high-
profile and a little young." Wei Yuan sighed in his heart, stepped out of the line, and said
loudly:
"Your Majesty, please report!"