Royal Road

As soon as the sky was light, the gate of Jinyang City slowly opened. A group of brightly armored soldiers drove outside the city, surrounded by the ox cart that the officials rode. I saw that the straw sheds erected under the city were densely packed with people. These were the refugees who had just rushed to Jinyang yesterday, waiting to enter the city.

More than a dozen high cases were presented at the same time. The officials in Tsing Yi held pens and sat awkwardly on the high stools. They reviewed and registered the original household registration of the refugees one by one. After confirming the identity of the other party, they issued wooden signs. As a proof to settle down in the city.

Has anyone ever seen such a slow handling method? The siege of the refugees is enough to shake the dangerous situation of state governance. The good ones can only be opened for relief, and the bad ones are afraid to send troops to drive them away from their own city.

But Jinyang is totally different. This big city is taking in and relocating these refugees, giving them new identities so that they can settle down in this city. Just this thought is enough to calm the headless flies of the mountain villagers, sleep in this shack, walk into this queue, and honestly take the wooden signs from the officials and then be given away. Into the city.

This city is blessed by God, and there is a Buddha sitting in it. As long as they enter the city, the officials will assign fields to heal the sick and avoid the epidemic, and the murderous soldiers will help them defend against the enemy, so that they can live in this huge city. How many years has there been no such situation in the state? A parent official who is finally willing to treat them as human beings and take good care of them!

For these refugees who have not yet been thieves and just want to settle down, this is the best place to go. Therefore, in just a few days, hundreds of people gathered outside the city, and many more were preparing to go to Jinyang with their families and their mouths. Fortunately, it was the official officials who had gone to the party to register, and they had a lot of experience in accommodating refugees. Otherwise, they were afraid that even the most experienced state officials would be helpless with this crowd.

After entering the city, it was another busy scene. The street-cleaning messenger, who had disappeared for a long time, took to the street again, wearing a beam scarf and linen robe, and cleaning thorns and weeds along the street, as well as the bones of those corpses on the street. Every time a place is cleaned, someone will splash lime water to disinfect and avoid the epidemic. Those corpses and debris will be pulled out of the city and burned for burial to avoid all possible diseases.

The doctors are busy in the neighborhood where the refugees are placed, isolating the patients, and administering medicine for treatment. Hospitals in the city have also opened, and free consultations are held every ten days to treat the poor.

Because of the stability of the city, the West Market has gradually opened stores. Some merchants plan to take this opportunity to go to the party and bring some goods back. As long as there is a trade route, Jinyang will no longer be a stagnant pool.

There were also people coming in and out of the city gate to the south, but this time it was all farmers carrying farm tools and driving cattle. Beside them, they followed a team of soldiers to **** these people out of the city to cultivate. At the junction of the three cities of Jinyang, Yangyi, and Yuci, land has been encircled and ready to be reclaimed. Even if the war is tight, this place is not likely to encounter soldiers and bandits, and at the same time they watch each other, even if they encounter an enemy attack, they can escape into the city as soon as possible. If it is not unexpected and the farmland is cultivated, the food shortage next year will be greatly eased.

Nowadays, they can only be protected by soldiers. When the farmers are trained and rationed with bows and knives, they can become new soldiers and have the ability to defend the soil.

Everything is unfolding in an orderly manner, letting this silent city come back to life. However, such a gratifying change has made many people anxious.

"How can Liang Zixi bring so many officials?!" After a few days, the city became orderly, and Zhang Sima was also a little flustered.

As early as two days ago, he moved out of the governor's mansion and settled in the official residence next to the arsenal. This place was originally a temporary residence for two thousand stone senior officials, not much worse than the governor's mansion, and it is close to the arsenal mansion, which can better dispatch materials. But that's how it was said, so that he was kicked out of the governor's mansion, how could Zhang Sima not hold back a anger in his stomach. I wanted to use my family's connections to sow discord in the governor's mansion, so that the officials in the mansion could give the envoy a look. Unexpectedly, the other party ignored them and directly took over the chores in the city.

This time the Assassin's Mansion can be very popular. Although it is the Cishi Mansion, it is now in a state of chaos, and many prefectures have lost control. Only Jinyang can be controlled temporarily. If you lose your footing in the city, you will be completely far away from the center of power. The officials can clean up the expensive and ignore the common affairs, but the officials really want to work. What's more, these officials in the governor's mansion were extraordinary. All Cao's subordinates could be promoted to county magistrates if they said they could not. Don't drive to such a high position as the governor, they are the future prefects and governors. Who is willing to be squeezed out of official career by those outsiders because of a moment of anger?

Therefore, after only a brief period of confusion, everyone began to show their abilities and become loyal to the new governor. I only hope that I can keep my current position, and even take one step closer to the throne of Tsunaji. The situation where the dragons without a leader originally envisaged did not appear. On the contrary, the vacant do not drive and cure became the bait in front of them, enticing people to follow suit.

Such a situation is naturally not what Zhang Sima, who was expelled, would like to see.

"Sima do not worry, as long as you hold the Canglin firmly at the moment." On the side, the officer whispered, "Anyway, the new governor will take office soon, and someone will deal with Liang Zixi!"

This is the truth. If the rations and ordnance are deducted again, he will be helpless. However, contrary to Zhang Sima's expectation, Liang Shishi did not even have the idea of ​​arranging military rations. He just carefully calculated the property in the warehouse and seconded the rations from the Shangdang. There is actually a taste of peace and harmony.

This must be the other side's deceit! Zhang Sima said bitterly, "What happened to Linghusheng's news?"

Liang Zixi invited Linghu Sheng to the gate after he entered the governor's mansion, which meant that it was naturally no small matter. Zhang Sima was terribly afraid of Linghu Sheng's rebellion, and the angels stared at him.

"The next official saw that General Linghu didn't change anything..." the subordinate official said carefully, "Besides that day, Liang Shishi never recruited a general. I'm afraid that General Linghu went to the banquet. What did you say? "

This is not impossible. After all, the governor has not yet taken office, so who would stand on the side of the governor so quickly? Zhang Sima finally breathed a sigh of relief, and once again exhorted: "Send someone to explore Luoyang again, and we must get back the news as soon as possible!"

Now I am afraid that there is only the new governor, who can breathe a sigh of relief for these officials!

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Although the city is busy, Liang Feng is not in the Cishi Mansion at this moment, but is sitting in the Zen room.

Opposite him, the old monk was twirling a black stone in his hand, looking at the chessboard in front of him. The above is intertwined with black and white, and it has become a mess. If you don't know it, no one knows who wins and who loses. It's just hand-talking, how can you be so embarrassed? But his expression remained unchanged, and he watched for a while before he fell asleep.

This one immediately made a few Baizi lose their position. To save or not to save? Liang Feng raised his wrist, bypassed the entangled formation, dropped one piece, and slaughtered another piece of black chess.

The old monk sighed: "It's really beyond the old Na's expectation to make a king move."

Yes, so dare to fight and kill, regardless of dignity, if you judge according to the current chess quality, I am afraid that you will not be able to get a high grade, but you will be accused of being too rude. However, this reckless game was finally won.

Liang Feng smiled: "I play chess just to compete for the first place. If I can't win, what's the use?"

Hand-talking is about calm and leisure, and it's not true that the two armies are facing each other. Who would take the victory or defeat so seriously? However, the old monk nodded: "The life and death competition is the first to compete."

I don't know if it's a chess game or something other than chess. Liang Feng threw the chess piece back into the chess basket, relaxed his posture, and leaned on the Pingji: "In these days, the incense in the temple seems to be a little more vigorous."

Speaking of which, Huai'en Temple is also a special case. Jinyang was trapped for a year, and many small temples and temples collapsed. However, this temple was not damaged, but there were more monks. The "miracles" that Liang Feng has repeatedly reported have dampened the Huai'en Temple, and the grace of the congee market at the beginning also made many suffering people become novice monks in the temple.

There was a foundation, but in the past year, a lot of fields have been opened outside the temple, so Huai'en Temple has kept a ray of life. After Liang Feng entered the city, not to mention that it was the common people, that is, the noble clans who gave alms, also increased. I don't know if I really want to ask for peace, or I want to please the new envoy from the side.

The old monk's eyes dropped slightly, as if he had settled: "This year should have been preparing for the Fa conference, but unfortunately I missed the opportunity, and it is inevitable that some believers will be anxious. After some time, the temple will open a porridge market again to pray for the people of Jinyang and drive away disasters."

"Well, porridge is very good. However, there are already a lot of monks in Huai'en Temple. When the Zen Master Zhu arrives, I am afraid that it will be crowded for three minutes. The host should be careful to know what to do." Liang Feng said lightly.

There is nothing more than one meaning here and there. The Huai'en Temple is big enough and can no longer seize the land in the city, let alone the idea of ​​these refugees entering the city!

The old monk sighed softly, "I have made you worry more. Now that the money and food in Huai'en Temple are limited, where are so many monks? Everything has to wait for the arrival of the Zen master to make plans."

This is undoubtedly a bargain. When the powerful dragon Zhu Fahu arrives, is it possible to watch him overwhelm the local snake in Jinyang? Huai'en Temple still needs the support of the government.

Liang Feng raised his eyebrows: "Speaking of which, I don't know enough about Mahayana. It's just that saving oneself may not be enough to calm this troubled world. I don't know if there is a way to save people? For example, killing precepts is ultimately scary."

"If I cut off the wicked beings and fall to Nakya; if it continues, no karma will be achieved, and I shall suffer great suffering; I would rather kill him and fall to Nakya, rather than make him suffer in the end. If I am a Bodhisattva, I am willing to think. "The old monk folded his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "I, Buddha, is merciful, just like that."

This is also a kind of mahayana bodhisattva vows. Killing does hinder practice, but if you kill a wicked thief and save more innocent people by killing the thief, it is not a sin, but a merit.

What Liang Feng wants is this theory! Buddhism is too offensive. If an eminent monk like Zhu Fahu came to Jinyang and spread the idea of ​​feeding a tiger with his body, should he fight this battle? The idea of ​​resisting powerful enemies and defending the home must be instilled in everyone's mind, and only then, the people of the world have united and condensed into one force. This requires Huai'en Temple to choose a position and provide him with public opinion support.

And this old monk is really thorough.

Liang Feng sighed: "If this is the case, my heart will be at ease. I don't know how many killing karma will be created if the chaos is restored.

The old monk seemed to comfort him: "Just as the pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata comes, there are also twelve gods in the audience. If there is no King Kong to kill the devil, how can there be a realm of light and an innocent Dharma body?"

Liang Feng has now been rumored to be the incarnation of Medicine Master Buddha, and the meaning of these words is really clear.

"It's still the host who sees it thoroughly." Liang Feng seemed to let go of his sadness, and smiled, "How about another round of discussion?"

Without reading the scriptures and saying nothing, the two changed their games and fought fiercely again.

The author has something to say:

The scriptures that the old monk said came from the "Bodhisattva Ring Book", which was translated by Master Xuanzang, ah~ I think there are other translations that have never been circulated.>_<