I am immortal in history

The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain.

Zishi.

Brilliant fireworks are rising in the capital, and the sound of firecrackers is endless.

roof.

Li Pingan and Zhigang sat cross-legged opposite each other, chatting with seven or eight empty wine jars beside them.

"Do you still remember Quanzhen Heluo?"

Zhigang said angrily: "When the Sa family came to Beijing, they passed by the Heluo area and found out new news about Hero Li. He is no longer a hero, he should be called Lord Guard!"

Li Ping'an said: "Are you ashore with a clear conscience?"

"Go ashore...this word contains Buddhist principles!"

Zhigang nodded and said: "Li Shoubei killed the bandits he raised, donated thousands of taels of silver, and suddenly became a fifth-grade military attache."

The policy of donating officials seemed to be the end of the dynasty, but it persisted in Daqian.

The main targets were martial arts masters. As long as they performed meritorious service and donated money, the imperial court was willing to incorporate them into the military attache system.

There is one less disobedient Jianghu person and one more easy-to-follow and obedient official, the best of both worlds.

Li Ping'an sighed: "It's not a bad thing. At least the bandits are surrendered and the people will suffer less."

"Isn't that ironic?"

Zhigang picked up the wine jar and drank a sip, then raised his head and looked in the direction of the palace: "The Sa family really wants to go and have a look. Who is sitting on this dragon chair?"

Li Ping'an saw with his own eyes that His Majesty looked very bloody, but he could not and did not dare to say it, so he could only change the topic abruptly.

"Master, I have encountered a huge problem during my recent practice."

"Tell me."

"Lack of money!"

Li Ping'an said helplessly: "A few days ago, I achieved great success in the Iron Leg Skill. I went to the military attaché to ask about bone-tempering ointment. One dose cost ten taels of silver, and I had to become a disciple before I could sell it."

The actual consumption is many times higher than what Li Ping'an said.

The iron cloth shirt is nourished by the toad energy and has a foundation in iron leg skills. He can practice much faster than expected. He will need to continue to temper his bones in another year.

As for Cynomorium Kung Fu, I haven’t practiced it for more than a year.

"The layman didn't realize his lack of money until his bones were tempered, and he was already better than most people in the world."

Zhigang said: "Let's not talk about those low-level warriors. Take the Sa family as an example. They have been practicing in the Diamond Temple since they were young. The daily consumption of rice, flour and medicinal materials in the body training realm costs five taels of silver."

"Breaking through the bone quenching realm, the effect of ordinary medicinal materials is very poor. It must be old to speed up the entry. It can be converted into dozens of taels of silver every day..."

Li Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Didn't the master say that we should meditate in seclusion at the Vajra Temple?"

"Really hidden from the world."

Zhigang said: "But I have a few hills and tens of thousands of acres of farmland under my name, and I don't have to pay taxes. Even so, the supply is gradually running out."

Later, Jingang Temple opened its doors to welcome guests and gathered millions of believers, becoming the top sect in Yongzhou.

Being involved in many worldly industries and earning countless gold and silver, he had the resources to train more Dharma-protecting monks.

Li Ping'an asked: "Master left the Vajra Temple, how can he rely on his practice?"

"Catch the knife."

Zhigang said: "But it's just a small amount of money to catch the sword. The main thing is to borrow the information from the yamen to find the hidden devil. After killing it, the wealth will be the biggest."

Li Ping'an suddenly realized that it was similar to killing the two evil spirits in Liangzhou, and catching the sword and silver was far inferior to the relics.

This is just the money you carry with you. If you touch their lair, your harvest will be doubled at least several times.

"Could it be that all the heroes in the world of martial arts practice with swords?"

"Bushi, do you know what a hero is?"

Zhigang asked in reply, pointing to his nose and said: "Only those who have property and industry are called heroes. People like the Sa family are at most just a gangster..."

Industry is not just about land and shops. Gangs and bandits are also industries. Even beggars and thieves who make a living by stealing and selling are all industries that can make money.

The funeral official passed down from Li Ping'an's ancestors can also be regarded as an inheritance, but the income is too low to support his martial arts practice.

Zhigang continued: "Most heroes get their money from killing demons."

"However, killing demons can bring you quick money, but your life will be in danger after all. Once you have accumulated capital and reputation, the heroes will start to establish gangs and do business."

"If you go one step further, you will be like Li Yuntian, who has made meritorious service and donated his official position. With the blessing of the imperial court, he has completely jumped out of the world of fighting!"

"It turns out that the world is like this. Thank you, Master, for clarifying the confusion." Li Ping'an frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong with the logic.

The demon practiced kung fu to burn, kill, and plunder, the hero practiced kung fu to slay demons and eliminate demons, and finally the court collected taxes and sold officials.

Perfectly closed!

If there were no evil spirits and heretics in the world, how could a hero practice martial arts and get promoted?

Therefore, there must be a demon. If there is no demon, take the initiative to create one. Li Shoubei, who punched Heluo, is a master of this method.

“If you don’t have an industry and don’t want to work hard, why can’t you practice martial arts?”

"There are only so many useful things in the world..."

Zhi Gang said quietly: "The imperial court takes 70%, the sect takes 20%, and the remaining 10% is divided among everyone. How can we not fight hard?"

"No wonder, no wonder..."

Li Ping'an suddenly understood why Daqian lived a long life.

In previous generations, dynasties changed frequently, and no feudal dynasty lasted more than three hundred years. Daqian Shengzu and Shizu were divided into two dynasties, and they both took more than four hundred years before they fell apart.

It has nothing to do with the emperor's sage, but the force is in the hands of the imperial court!

The common people were oppressed and rebelled, and the probability of success was too low. The imperial court sent martial arts masters to assassinate the rebel leaders single-handedly.

"How to make money?"

Secret recipe for opening a store?

Li Ping'an immediately suppressed the thought, not to mention that subordinate officials were prohibited from doing business, and the bones of the shopkeeper Shilixiang King had not yet been completely melted.

Since His Majesty's birthday, the royal family has moved and is said to be going to live in the south.

As a result, they encountered water bandits on the way and dug through the cabin, killing dozens of people in the fish's belly!

The defendant, Mr. Qi, has been released from prison, Dai Zuili, a meritorious officer, has been reinstated, and the plaintiff has disappeared. Only Wei Heng is still in jail.

"The ways that the Sa family knows to make money are either impossible or impossible to do."

Zhigang said with a bit of regret: "So catching swords and silver is the most suitable, and killing demons can also be considered as meritorious deeds. It's a pity that Li Yuntian's guy came ashore..."

Li Ping'an said: "Master, don't worry, the officialdom is much more dangerous than the Jianghu. Maybe one day I can see this hero in the morgue!"

"Layers have Buddha nature, and they are destined to be my Buddha."

"Master, don't scare me!"

…

at the same time.

royal palace.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Emperor Jianwu leaned on the soft bed and read the secret memorials one by one.

The secret reports came from the Zhenfu Division, the Internal Affairs Bureau, and the Dongchang Bureau. The Zhenfu Division monitored the people, the Dongchang Bureau monitored hundreds of officials, and the Internal Affairs Division monitored the first two.

"How can there be a forty-year-old prince? The person who said this is short-sighted. There are thousands of emperors in the world!"

Emperor Jianwu looked at the secret report sent by Zhenfusi without any anger.

There have been rumors about this in Beijing since last year.

After investigation by the Zhenfu Division, it was discovered that the rumors originally originated from the East Palace. It was difficult to arrest people directly and could only be reported to Emperor Jianwu for a decision.

"A prince who doesn't want to be the emperor is not a good prince!"

Emperor Jianwu was not afraid that the prince wanted to be emperor. If he really had the strength to snatch him away, he would be happy that there would be a successor to the dynasty.

If you fail to rebel by overestimating your own capabilities, that would be true stupidity!

At this time.

The chamberlain on duty came in and announced: "Your Majesty, Eunuch Chu wants to see you."

Emperor Jianwu threw the secret aside and said, "Come in."

Eunuch Chu entered the palace, kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, and reported: "Your Majesty, the spies from the East Palace have sent news..."

"You guys stand down."

Emperor Jianwu waved his hand, and the servants bowed and left, leaving only Eunuch Kang, the eunuch in charge.

"A few months ago, the prince recruited an overseas warlock, who called himself a whale fisherman and was good at magic..."

Eunuch Chu glanced at Emperor Jianwu and saw that his face was calm, so he continued: "I recently opened an altar in the East Palace to pray to God for His Majesty's blessing."

Emperor Jianwu snorted coldly.

"Don't say it so nicely, it's just that the child is impatient and wants me to give up my seat as soon as possible!"