Chapter 51 Sending Tiangang

Chapter 51 Sending Tiangang

Chapter 51 Sending Tiangang

Xuzhou, Song capital.

Song Tiangang sat in the study room without sleeping all night.

There were papers scattered all around.

At this time, the servant came in and picked up an article on the ground. He was surprised to find that the paper was densely covered with words, all of which were beautiful articles.

"Your Excellency is still as talented as ever."

"Not even close!"

Song Tiangang shook his head and said, "My Song family has been a family of nine dukes for ten generations. My life was arranged when I was born. Writing articles is just a formality. In the past ten years, I have been the governor of Xuzhou. I have worked hard and only have three points left of my seven points of literary talent."

The servant asked, "So why are you so upset after writing all night?"

Song Tiangang said: "I learned to read at the age of three, practiced Qi at the age of five, and established my foundation at the age of twelve. Three years later, I became a golden elixir, and another three years later, I became a Yuanying. At the age of twenty, I went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. At that time, I already knew my next path."

"Pass the imperial examination and tour the country."

"Now, I am over fifty years old and I am the governor of Xuzhou. The capital is prosperous, but I can only return to the capital to report on my work once every four years."

"The life span of a Nascent Soul is 800 years. By then, I will either turn into a handful of dirt or become a god right away."

Song Tiangang sighed, "But I am a descendant of an aristocratic family. How could the Song family consider my feelings? Even I know that I will become a god by then to add some foundation to the Song family and my descendants."

What he said at this moment was his inner voice.
these days.

Song Tiangang was really tormented.

He has been waiting for an opportunity.

As long as Song Qiuyue can settle the refugees, the gods can take root in the Shiwandashan Mountains with the help of human popularity, and he will mobilize his power to find the mutated statue.

Then he personally visited the Shiwandashan Mountains.

A chance to become an immortal is enough for him to give everything.

Although the servant grew up with him.

They are like brothers to each other.

But after all, it is the difference between master and servant.

Not to mention mutual understanding.

The servant just joked, "It's still too early for you to become a god right away, and it's not impossible for you to be transferred back to Beijing in the future. I heard that the Buddhist country in the west has been a little restless in recent years. If a war breaks out, it would be easy for you to become a city god for your meritorious service."

"Say it again, say it again."

This is actually what Song Tiangang originally thought.

When a cultivator reaches the Nascent Soul stage, there is actually only one way for him to become a god, but there are also differences in levels among gods.

Ordinary gods, such as those taken away by Song Qiuyue, are the lowest level gods. They become gods only by absorbing incense and being worshipped by people.

Even if one becomes a god, he cannot be free.

Song Tiangang is the governor of Xuzhou. Which god would dare not obey his orders?

Only the gods who were granted titles and pardons by the imperial court could be taken seriously by Song Tiangang.

This kind of god is often the water god of Hutuo River or the mountain god of Qingniu Mountain.

Going further up is the City God.

The City God of a county.

The city god of a continent.

The City God of Xuzhou is Song Tiangang’s seventh uncle, the one worshipped by the Song Mansion.

In addition, there is actually another path that a cultivator can take before becoming a god.

That is being an official.

The local county magistrate is blessed with a golden seal and is not much inferior to the county city god.

Song Tiangang was the governor of Xuzhou, and his seventh uncle was the city god of the state, so he had the final say in Xuzhou.

But these have nothing to do with ordinary monks.

After the changes in heaven and earth, as long as you have the qualifications to practice cultivation and report to the government for record, you will be able to practice body training, then qi training, all the way to the foundation building stage. This step is basically the end point for most practitioners.

If you want to cultivate the golden elixir, you have to pass the government's assessment.

If you fail the exam and still want to practice, you can only seek refuge with an aristocratic family and be picked and chosen by them. If they choose you, you will work like a dog for them.

If you pass the assessment, you can cultivate to the Golden Core stage, or even the Nascent Soul stage.

If you pass the Yuanying stage, you can take the imperial examination.

After becoming a disciple of the emperor and honing his skills in the capital for a few years, he can seek to be transferred to become a county magistrate.

If you are lucky enough to accomplish some great deeds and have good connections, there is still a chance that you will be named a mountain god or a water god.

But no matter what I say, it doesn’t matter.

These are not what Song Tiangang is pursuing now.

"I have no control over my fate. I only know myself when I am in a dream."

Song Tiangang sighed.

This is what he really wants.

Become an immortal! Become an immortal!
At this time, Song Tiangang saw that the servant was still standing there, and couldn't help but frowned and asked: "What else?"

The servant said, "It's Miss Qiuyue's business."

Song Tiangang frowned: "Those immigrants and gods she wanted haven't set off yet?"

"We have already set out, but the earliest we can arrive is tomorrow morning."

It would be fine if it were just gods and monks, but after all, they were bringing thousands of immigrants and they had to be escorted all the way. They couldn't really put them all in the human bag. If that were the case, most of them would be dead by the time they arrived.

Song Tiangang naturally understood.

"She should be going back home by now, right?"

"Miss Qiuyue hasn't come back yet."

The servant shook his head and said, "She said she would stay a few more days and send more gods over."

"How much?"

"One hundred!"

"Nonsense!"

No matter how good Song Tiangang's Qi cultivation skills were, he was also angry at this time: "Although there are many evil spirits in the Shiwan Mountains, I know that in recent years, many people who don't want to have children have fled there for refuge, and some even took gods with them."

"One god can protect a village."

"I gave her a hundred gods, and now she wants another hundred. What? Is the place she chose a demon cave?"

"Sir, please calm down."

The servant said, "Miss Qiuyue is not an unreasonable person. She must have her reasons for doing this. After all, it is a hundred thousand mountains. Not to mention evil, even disasters may exist. No matter how serious it is, it is not too much."

"Give her another fifty."

Song Tiangang waved his hands, refusing to continue the topic.

One hundred and fifty gods can safely retreat from the Ten Thousand Mountains even if they encounter disasters.

"grown ups……"

"Why? What else does she want?"

"No, no more."

The servant shook his head and retreated.

Song Tiangang was already angry. If he continued to talk, Miss Qiuyue would probably be scolded when she came back. As a servant who was to convey the message, it was difficult for him to speak.

Leave the study.

The servant also found it incredible and couldn't help thinking to himself, "Miss Qiuyue wants two mountains made of copper coins, which is not easy to do, but she also wants some hawthorn tree seeds and syrup. Could it be that she wants to eat candied haws?"

"But I clearly remember that Miss Qiuyue never eats snacks from ordinary people."

"Forget it. The Copper Coin Mountain cannot be obtained in a short time. If I really give it to her, the master will probably be even more angry if he knows. Let someone take the others as well."

……

At this moment.

In another wealthy mansion in Xuzhou City.

There are pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

There are many beautiful women and the wine is intoxicating.

This is the residence of Wang Taiyu, the Grand Tutor of the Dakang Dynasty.

"Beauty, beauty."

Wang Taiyu's eyes were covered with a black cloth, his hair was white and his face was full of wrinkles. His hands were stretched out to grope, and his nose was twitching, as if he was trying to smell the smell and find the place.

On the side, the dignitaries in Xuzhou City were either sitting or lying, and each of them had a beauty in his arms.

"Ah! I caught a beauty, hahaha!"

Wang Taiyu hugged a scantily clad woman. The woman giggled, waved the silk scarf in her hand, and then slipped out of his arms.

But Wang Taiyu was not angry.

He tore off the black cloth covering his eyes and took a deep breath under his nose with his other hand.

"Smells, it smells so good!"

"Hahaha, Master, you are so charming. I offer you a toast."

"I also want to toast Master!"

The dignitaries embraced the beauties and raised their glasses to toast.

"Well, well, well, beautiful women and good wine, let's make it clear!"

Wang Taiyu raised the cup and drank, drops of clear liquor spilled on his clothes, but he ripped his clothes open, exposing his breasts, and acted like a madman.

"Master, the amount is huge!"

"Master, I'll toast you another glass!"

"Okay, okay, drink, drink!"

Wang Taiyu drank a lot of wine, and his old face suddenly turned red.

"Master, you are drunk."

"It's okay. Wait until I go to the bathroom, and then we can drink again when I come back!"

Wang Taiyu laughed loudly. If he wanted to get drunk at his level of cultivation, he would need top-quality spiritual wine. Ordinary wine would be gone in a moment.

But I enjoyed drinking today.

Naturally, people get drunk even without drinking.

Wang Taiyu stumbled away.

Someone raised his glass and stared at the wine in the glass, but he didn't drink. He said to himself, "The Grand Master has asked us to accompany him here for a while. If we do this every day, will we have to drink until the autumn harvest and winter ploughing?"

"Hey, Brother Li, what are you talking about? If the Grand Tutor is having a good time, then we should be having a good time too, right?"

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

Many powerful people talked to each other, but no one took this tutor seriously.

He was a child of a poor family. He worked very hard to reach the Nascent Soul stage, which the children of wealthy families could achieve when they reached adulthood. He also relied on being a dog for His Majesty to get the position of Grand Tutor.

Taifu Taifu.

Bullshit Taifu, who in the capital doesn’t have a few fellow Taifus?
It was His Majesty who ordered Wang Taiyu to go to Xuzhou City to collect taxes, and they came to accompany him for the sake of His Majesty's face.

After all, Xuzhou Mu Song Tiangang and Wang Taiyu don't get along. If they don't come to show their support, Xuzhou Mu will be unhappy.

If Xuzhou Mu is not happy, they will not be happy either.

The powerful also have their own sufferings.

The dignitaries smiled at each other and drank together.

……

Wang Taiyu walked to the toilet drunk with his chest exposed.

Then he untied his belt and started to pee.

"Song Tiangang relocated nearly 10,000 immigrants and mobilized 100 gods. Are you sure they are going to be sent to the Shiwan Mountains?"

He didn't even look at it and just said this to the toilet.

It was as if there really was someone hiding in the toilet pit.

"Yes, and another fifty were transferred today."

"It's over, it's over."

Wang Taiyu urinated a stream of yellow urine, and his expression suddenly became clear.

As he tied his belt, he whispered, "I am here to collect taxes under the order of His Majesty. Logically, I should not be involved in this matter, but I looked through this year's accounts. Recently, Song Tiangang secretly used the Xuzhou Mu seal to embezzle an unknown amount of taxes."

"In this case, I can't just ignore it."

Taxes are popularity.

Monks need popularity, and gods need popularity.

Even the imperial court needs popularity.

Ever since the Emperor Dakang paid a huge price to get the statue, taxes have been increasing every year, getting more and more serious!

Everyone knows that this is adding fuel to the fire.

The slightest negligence could lead to a raging fire and the overthrow of the dynasty.

But knowing is one thing, and being able to brake the car is another.

Not only does no one want to brake, but they also want to step on the brakes a few times to make the car go faster.

"Song Tiangang and I are of the same age. He has always thought highly of himself, but he didn't know that I knew everything about his life before I came here."

Wang Taiyu continued in a low voice, "He is not someone who does not know the importance of things. He must have some great benefit in doing this all of a sudden."

"He has transferred fifty gods away again this time. You should send people to follow them. You don't need to follow them too closely, you just need to know where they went."

"Yes, Master."

"My son."

Wang Taiyu said earnestly, "I know you don't like your father's behavior, but there are some things that can only be done this way. You have seen whether your father has done well or not. If you have a better way in the future, do it according to your own ideas."

"If I did something wrong or badly, I can set an example for you, right?"

"Master Taifu, this is official business. Please refer to your position."

Wang Taiyu nodded and said, "Okay, Zuo Weilang, this is a long and arduous task. I only brought a few gods from the capital. How many do you need to accomplish this task?"

The man who had never shown up paused for a moment and said softly, "Uncle Yang just needs to go with me."

"Well, well, well, then let your uncle Yang accompany you, the left guard, on your official duties. I, the Grand Tutor, will continue to indulge in pleasure and debauchery."

Wang Taiyu gritted his teeth, pulled up his pants and walked out.

(End of this chapter)