"The first thing is naturally to build a villa at the foot of the mountain to facilitate your work." Qian Yiqun said, "You can do it according to how each worker should allocate incense points. Don't be too strict or too generous."

"Master, what should we do if the rangers can't work, or the workers don't want incense?" Yang Ai asked.

"You silly girl, just let those powerful rangers pay for hiring people. Incense is counted on the employer." Qian Yiqun said with a smile.

Yang Ai could understand it at one point, and learned from it. Not only did he release the task of building a different courtyard, but he also released tasks such as silver, incense, candles, and yellow paper. Although they were all small tasks at one point, there were many people coming to announce the list.

As for the news of "Jiang'anzi" that Qian Yiqun is most concerned about, Yuqingtan directly gave two thousand incense points. As long as you find out the truth, you will pay the full amount. But if there is only a few words of news, you will only give half, or even lower.

There are many people who have seen Yang Ai's treasure bag, but who doesn't want to get one of them? Once this task was released, all scholars from Shanhaiguan went to collect Luo County Chronicles to find news that might be buried in the old paper pile.

...

The crowds in front of the General Office of Shanhaiguan and the Liaodong Governor's Office finally slowed down. Most of the people who should take the task have already received it, and are waiting for their feedback now.

Sun Chengzong sincerely lamented that the Dao Sect is powerful and the talents are prosperous. Thinking about his military heritage, he still can't even find a successor of his romance. He was originally optimistic about Hong Chengchou, but unfortunately this person was too murderous in Yansui and even killed prisoners.

Although Hong Chengchou's explanation to Beijing was very convincing: these rioters surrendered decisively, and they could turn against each other after eating. Not killing and surrendering is not enough to conquer the local area.

However, killing surrender is a taboo in military strategists. With this stain on his back, Sun Chengzong was absolutely unwilling to hand over the military strategist lineage to Hong Chengchou. As for Cao Wenzhao, Zu Dashou, and Man Gui, they were all famous generals for a while, but it was a bit too rash to say that Chengyue's lineage was too rash.

As soon as he thought of this, Sun Chengzong couldn't help but sigh again.

"Father, what are you worried about?" Sun Yu asked. He had only been to Shanhaiguan from Beijing for three days, but he had already received 100 incense points. In the words of this second-generation official, he was just willing to spend money and started quickly.

Sun Chengzong ignored his son: "What is the statement on the governor?"

"Someone has indeed brought back the Han people in the north, but it seems that they are not very...benevolent and righteous in terms of means." Sun Yu thought for a while and found such a word.

"Benevolence and righteousness? Haha. Do you think this kind-hearted person has compassion?" Sun Chengzong asked with a smile.

"A kind person acts," Sun Yu thought for a while, "here's a bit decisive and cruel."

"That's it," said Sun Chengzong, "his move is not to win the hearts of the Ming Dynasty, but to remove firewood from the bottom of the pot. Jianlu are all nomadic people and are not good at farming. However, since Nurhaci's founding, Jianlu has no longer been able to rely solely on hunting and fishing to make a living like he used to. As long as the Han people who are good at farming are removed..."

"Jianlu is in chaos!" Sun Yu became excited and then fell silent. He said, "If they refuse to leave, would they rather kill them?"

Sun Chengzong leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head and closed his eyes, and said in his heart: Oh, "Love is not in charge of the soldiers. Among my sons, only Lao Wu Yaoer has the ambition to attack, but he is a useless person who is kind to a woman. It is hard to keep my mantle!

"Father, before I come, I heard that the cabinet was going to separate Shanhaiguan from the governor of Liaodong and join Yongping Prefecture to join the governor of Shanyong." Sun Yu passed the news from the court to his father.

Although Sun Chengzong was also an auxiliary minister of the cabinet, he was completely marginalized under Wen Tiren's rule. Especially the Donglin Party members who were still on the sign, under the current momentum, they were still careful to work, so as not to start a party struggle again and hurt the Ming Dynasty's muscles and bones.

"Let them go to trouble," Sun Chengzong sighed, "As long as I am here one day, it will not be difficult to give up a governor."

Sun Yu completed the task and did not dare to say much, so he wanted to retreat. Suddenly, he heard his father add another sentence: "With a kind-hearted master here, no one can make a fuss."

Seeing so many people waiting for the mission every day in front of the Yuqing Sect's altar, Sun Chengzong was always worried: If the kind-hearted master gave a decree, he would ask these rangers to attack the Ming army and seize Shanhaiguan, I wonder how many people would be slutty. Well, I'm afraid that as long as the incense is given high, those desperate will accept it.

Even if the kind-hearted master has the merit of saving the Lord, he may not be able to escape criticism.

Sun Chengzong secretly said.

...

Qian Yiqun was not worried about criticism from others. For him, there was no difference between the inner palace and the garden next door. He even set a point of the astrology in the Forbidden City. If the emperor suddenly couldn't think of it one day, he wouldn't mind using mysterious techniques to be the imperial master.

If the education fails, it will not be a big deal to change the emperor.

Of course, this is the worst result. Now he is still friends with Chongzhen.

"My friend has the right to be rich," Qian Yiqun said, "Ju Gou Dongtian will lend him to ease class conflicts."

"Teacher, are the people we stay there reliable?" Gu Meiniang said worriedly, "It's not that I'm gossiping, but Senior Sister Fang does look a little stupid."

Qian Yiqun knocked on Mei Niang a chestnut and said, "How many times have you said it! All the names in the Taoist sect are called male, so you must call Senior Brother."

"Okay... I will be mad at me..." Mei Niang muttered.

"If those tourists in the martial arts world are reliable, the sows will build cannons." Qian Yiqun said disdainfully, "With Li Yiqing and Li Yiquan watching over there, it will only be safe for a while, and it will not last long. When my deterrence is over, they will start to attack."

"What should I do?" Gu Meiniang already regarded herself as a member of the Shenxiao Sect, and she couldn't help but worry.

"I want to close the door once, it may be longer." Qian Yiqun said, "You sort out the matters during this period and tell me later."

Gu Meiniang responded, and saw Qian Yiqun walking towards the next room and closing the door casually.

The door just closed, but the sound of the sound had not dissipated, and it opened again immediately.

Qian Yiqun walked out with a look of joy and disappointment on his face, and said, "From the ink."

Gu Meiniang had no idea what happened at this moment, but she felt that the teacher seemed to have changed, but she didn't dare to ask too much, so she walked to the desk and slowly grinded it.

Although it was a moment for Gu Meiniang, it was so long that it was so long that it had passed.

After closing the door, he entered the Cuiluan Holy Land, took a short rest and meditated in the cave to meditate, and practiced more than once according to the method in "The Book of the Immortals".

After 49 days of this, Qian Yiqun finally had some sense, and he seemed to be able to see a black channel in his spiritual consciousness. With his cultivation level, he could not control the fairyland he had to travel to at will, and he could only encounter what he encountered as a great fortune.

Since he knew there was no danger, Qian Yiqun did not hesitate and walked through the passage directly. As soon as he entered the passage, he felt as if he had fallen into the bottomless abyss, and his whole body was falling. When he reached the extreme, he began to ascend at an extremely fast speed. He was up and down like this, and he finally floated out of the other end of the passage.

It's indeed floating.

Qian Yiqun felt like a soul without a body, drifting with the wind, and with all his strength, he could only change his direction a little. He saw the ground, tall but strange trees, strange-shaped houses, and people with seven-layer halos shrouded in their bodies.

Because the light on them was too bright, Qian Yiqun could not even see their faces clearly.

These people had no sense of Qian Yiqun, and even if Qian Yiqun was worn by them, they would not react at all.

This is another world.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself, and strange words came to his ears.

This is an unclearable language, and even its rhythm cannot be grasped, just like the non-mainstream songs of pioneer singers.

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but wonder: In such a state, how did Guo Pu obtain knowledge and experience from this strange world?

Feng led Qian Yiqun into a magnificent building. Qian Yiqun was surprised to find that the guards in front of the building had no halo, but were covered with runes. Similar to the secret words in the talisman, these runes were spread all over the body of these guards, flashing with blue light.

These are talisman soldiers!

Qian Yiqun was amazed and tried to circle around these talisman soldiers, trying to engrave all the runes in his mind. Just as he felt that he was about to finish memorizing, a strong light burst out from the building. The light brought dazzling pain to Qian Yiqun, causing him to fall into the black hole again in an instant, return to his body, and ended his first journey to the immortal book.

Qian Yiqun jumped up, opened the door, saw the confused Gu Meiniang, and said, "Grind ink."

I have to use my mind to remember it and pass it to Fang Qingzhu for her to try it.

Only then did Qian Yiqun regret that he was not from the Academy of Fine Arts. All the runes were written in this world, which were more distorted and difficult to recognize than Jurchen. Fortunately, he had four turbid ghosts and four souls in his body to help me remember them, so he barely drew them as they were. As for the trends and ups and downs of Lingyun, it was up to Fang Qingzhu to experiment and guess.

"Teacher, aren't you going to retreat?" Gu Meiniang waited for Qian Yiqun to finish writing the paper cranes and let them fly out one by one, and couldn't help asking.

"I'll know when you grow up." Qian Yiqun replied casually, "By the way, what's your name?"

The longer you are alone, the weaker your brain's ability to recall. Especially in static state, the brain is almost in a state of shutdown, and it will be a long process to restart. If there is no specific purpose, other things will always be ignored and forgotten.

It seems that I will still have to copy important things in the future.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself that he ignored Gu Meiniang who was sulking.
Chapter completed!