I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 283 I Recommend Someone to Your Majesty

"Pick something you can say, and tell me! I'm not the pedantic scholar who only knows how to teach."

In a majestic and bright study room, the sixth-grade speaker with black beard and hair and a ruddy complexion, without the slightest sign of aging, spoke with a smile on his face.

"Well... I am now a true disciple of the Supreme Master!"

Feng Bingwen thought for a moment, and revealed the identity he had just acquired.

"……there is none left?"

After waiting for a while, the old man who only waited for this sentence was a little dissatisfied, so he reached out and knocked on the table.

"Is that not enough?"

"I want to know about your past life. Why are you called the reincarnated sage?"

Feng Lingjun asked, what he wanted to know the most was this, if he hadn't found it by accident, he wouldn't have dared to use such strong words in the remonstrance memorial, and he didn't need to think too much , Say what you want, without any scruples.

Even his immediate superior, the royal censor, envied him very much. He was a speech official, and in all the dynasties, no one was as chic as him.

"The previous life has become the past, it is all a bubble phantom."

Feng Bingwen replied like this.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, why do you have to be so perfunctory?"

"It's not that I don't want to. I really don't have much memory. It's just that I add up the years I recalled to my current age, and I'm not as old as you. Otherwise, how could I call you grandpa with peace of mind? .”

Feng Bingwen spread his hands helplessly. In terms of experience, he is only a young man.This is even more so for mortals.

"Let's trust you for the time being, let's skip this matter."

Feng Bingwen's words still convinced Feng Lingjun, and his heart immediately calmed down, because judging from his grandson's performance, although it was beyond what he should be at that age, he was indeed not too old.

"I didn't tell a lie!"

"Well, do you know how old you are now?"

Feng Bingwen was taken aback by the sudden question, but the old man didn't give up, and added,
"Just count your age in this life."

"fourteen."

Feng Bingwen replied with a strange expression.

"14 years old, according to the general law, a man can start a family and start a business at this age!"

The old man glanced at the young man sitting across the desk, from his eyebrows and eyes, he could vaguely see the shadow of himself when he was young,

"As for men, before they get married, they have to increase their income according to their age. Every year they don't get married, their income will double."

"Hey, it's still early!"

Feng Bingwen understood what the old man meant.

"You are a practitioner. According to the name in the practice world, you are called a Taoist companion. Do you have a favorite Taoist companion now?"

"Not for the time being, but this matter can't be rushed. The laws of Daqian can't be controlled by me. Besides, even if I really have to pay taxes, my father can help me pay all the money."

"Yes, you are now a cultivator of immortals, but even if you become a heavenly immortal, you have to continue the blood of my Feng family. You can't let my branch be extinct!"

"If I become a celestial immortal, then I will truly live forever. As long as I am alive, the blood of the Feng family can be passed on forever, so there is no need to rush this matter."

"Don't be poor with me here, I see what those secret policy records say, even if it is a real immortal reincarnation, it may not be able to return to the previous level after rebuilding the first life."

The old man was very dissatisfied with Feng Bingwen's pushback attitude. Although his body had regained its vitality, and even surpassed the state of his youth, it was not so easy to change the past concepts, and the blood inheritance still occupied his heart. Extremely heavy position.

"You can't delay the matter of the Taoist couple for too long. If you really have a good girl, you can bring it back. I, your grandma, and your parents will be very happy."

"I try my best!"

Feng Bingwen was a little helpless, he was only 14 years old, he was about to be urged to marry, this would be unimaginable in his previous life, if he fell in love at this age, he would be beaten and killed.

"What do you mean by trying your best? You are a practitioner, and the time is different from ordinary people like us, so I will give you a little more time limit. Ten years, within ten years, I want to see your Taoist companion."

"This time is too short."

Feng Bingwen couldn't help shaking his head, an idea flashed in his heart, and his thoughts suddenly became active.

"Why don't you urge my parents to give me a younger brother or younger sister? It's the same, even if I have a few more. Anyway, my father is so rich now, even if I have ten, I can afford it." .”

"You bastard, what are you talking about?"

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.

"Do you know that an old friend I know has four generations under the same roof now, and in a few years there will be five generations under the same roof. Take a look at our family... you are the third generation of my Feng family. You are a single seedling, you are not willing to get married yet."

"This is not..."

Feng Bingwen wanted to say something, but in the end he kept silent, so he had to confess,

"I don't care about this for the time being, I still have a lot of things to do, but in the future I will travel around the world, maybe I can meet a Taoist partner I like."

"Well, you are a practitioner now, and you should focus on your own cultivation. I was just joking before, but if you really meet a suitable female fairy, don't miss it, and definitely bring it back."

"must!"

"Go!"

Feng Lingjun waved his hand.

"You won't keep me?"

"What am I leaving you for?"

The old man glared, and said angrily, stretched out his hand to caress the black cat lying on the table,
"If it wasn't for Uncle Hu, I wouldn't even know you were here. Since you don't plan to show up, you must be busy with important things. You have wasted so much time with me, an old bastard. You should do your own thing." Something happened."

"Then I'll see you again in a few months."

"Don't worry about me, I am accompanied by Uncle Hu, and I am very busy writing memorials on weekdays."

"But my grandma has no one to accompany him in the village."

"I've arranged for someone to pick her up."

The old man glanced at Feng Bingwen slowly, and then said nonchalantly,
"It's just that you don't think my house is too small? You are so capable, can you go to His Majesty and tell him to change me to a bigger house? Of course, it would be even better if he could give me a promotion." .”

"Then I'll just go to the emperor and ask him to replace Doctor Censor and let you do it!"

"Okay, let's go!"

The old man waved his hand casually, but he didn't take it seriously when Feng Bingwen was joking.

"Okay, then I'm going to find the emperor!"

Feng Bingwen smiled slightly, turned around and disappeared from the study.

"Tai Shang Dao? What kind of sect is this?"

After Feng Bingwen left, the old man sat on the grand teacher's chair, wrinkled and thinking. No one would not be interested in cultivation, and no one would not yearn for the immortal fairy who is said to be able to call wind and rain and live forever.

Of course he is interested in cultivation, but the old man has already found a technique of breathing out and tried it. He has no aptitude for cultivating Taoism, and as for martial arts, he is even more exempt.

Therefore, although the old man knew about the existence of monks, he still had only a half-knowledge of the doorway, not even half-knowledge, it could only be regarded as contact.

As for Feng Bingwen's previous mention of his identity, although the old man's expression remained unchanged, he secretly remembered that he planned to find an opportunity in the future to inquire about those monks who worked for the imperial court to see what kind of sect his grandson was. .

While the old man was thinking about it, Feng Bingwen didn't leave the capital, but went straight to the palace, but this time, he didn't meet his family members as casually as before.

The Hua Chaoyan brought out by him directly changed back to the prototype of the five-color deer. As for Xiong Cuiyue, he still maintained his humanoid posture, but the sturdy body like a tower is obviously not what normal humans can have.

Therefore, when Feng Bingwen and his group appeared in the palace, they were immediately discovered, surrounded by layers of palace guards, sharp weapons reflecting the cold light, silver armor rubbing against each other, making noises.

"I want to meet the current emperor!"

When the boy riding on the five-color deer expressed his needs, his demands were quickly fulfilled.

Emperor Chongming, who was surrounded by many old eunuchs, appeared in front of Feng Bingwen. He was a middle-aged man with a straight nose and a broad mouth, and he was not angry. Even without the dragon robe on his body, one could guess that this person must be In a high position.

It's just that this emperor, who was in his prime, didn't have any sign of aging on his face, and had no wrinkles on his head, but there were a few extremely glaring gray hairs among the thick black hair.

"Why should your majesty be so cautious? Could it be that you are worried that the poor will harm your majesty?"

Feng Bingwen glanced at the dozen or so old eunuchs on the emperor who exuded a rotten aura and seemed to belch at any time, and he couldn't help but laugh.

These dozen or so old eunuchs seemed to have just been pulled out of the coffin boards, the twilight breath could not be concealed, and the vitality and blood on their bodies had decayed to the extreme.

However, just as unconcealable as their aging postures, there is also that extremely depressing spirit. These are a dozen old eunuchs with astonishingly high levels of martial arts. Don't need to think too much about it. It is part of the background of the Daqian Dynasty.

You can tell by looking at the python robes these eunuchs are wearing. There are not many eunuchs who can wear this kind of clothing, and I don’t know how long it took to accumulate their foundations little by little, but now they are all pulled up by this Emperor Chongming. Yes, just to meet him.

"Of course not. It's just that I was worried that it would be too perfunctory to meet the sage so hastily, so I specially invited a few great companions of the ancestors from the ancestral mausoleum."

"I just came here to chat with His Majesty, it really doesn't matter."

"Oh, I don't know what the sages want to chat with me when they come here?"

"I wanted to say something at first, but now it's like this, let's forget it, Your Majesty should hurry up and send these companions of the late emperor back!"

"It's okay, the sages don't think they are getting old, but in fact, they can live for a long time."

"Then it's up to you."

Feng Bingwen casually persuaded him, but he didn't care anymore.
"I came here just to persuade you. If you want to be famous in the annals of history and be famous through the ages, then don't do things that are eager for quick success and quick benefit, and take everything a little slower."

"The sages think that it is a mistake for me to send troops to conquer the beasts and barbarians in the Northern Plains?"

Emperor Chongming, who had no expression in the first place, now had a face as if poured with molten iron, cold and stiff, and there was even hotter anger in the depths.

Ever since the beasts and barbarians were broken into pieces and wreaked havoc in the northern border of the dynasty, his campaign against the beasts and barbarians has been criticized by the ministers of the court and the people in the countryside.

"You did it in too much haste!"

"So the sage thinks what I did was right?"

The emperor's expression softened slightly, he could ignore the criticisms of the common people, he could also ignore the letters and advices of the officials, but he could not ignore this sage alone.

"There is no right or wrong in war!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head. If the origin of the barbarians is really to be investigated in detail, in the extremely distant years, their ancestors also helped the human race a lot during the years when the human race was fighting, and played a certain role.

But now the breeding habitat of a group of beasts and barbarians has been targeted by the human dynasty, but can it be said that the development and conquest of the dynasty were wrong?
Of course it wasn't wrong, because this group of beasts and barbarians did often go south to invade the Dagan territory and plunder the people during the years when food was insufficient.

It is extremely ridiculous to use right and wrong to measure countries and national races, and wars between races, even good and evil. Survival is the foundation of everything.

"Is that what the sages came here to say?"

"I just wanted to come and chat with you for a while, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this."

Feng Bingwen looked at the old eunuchs beside the emperor and couldn't help shaking his head.

"If there is nothing important, please leave, I have to deal with official business."

"Wait a minute, I want to recommend someone to His Majesty!"

"who?"

Emperor Chongming frowned, his heart full of vigilance.

"At that time, Feng Lingjun, the sixth-rank official, I think the current doctor Yushi can take over after he retires and returns home."

"Tomorrow, Doctor Yu Shi will hand in his resignation letter to me!"

Emperor Chongming responded blankly.

"It doesn't need to be like this. After he gets old and frail, he can retire naturally. My old man's body is strong and he can hold on."

"Well, I understand, does the sage have other things?"

"Gone!"

"Congratulations to the sages!"

At this point, Feng Bingwen couldn't stay any longer, the five-color deer under him dragged him up into the sky, turned into a five-color divine light, and went away immediately, and Xiong Cuiyue beside him also followed suit, closely following him. go with it.

"Hurry up, send them back to the Emperor's Mausoleum!"

Just as Feng Bingwen disappeared, Emperor Chongming, who was still expressionless, immediately ordered that he command the surrounding guards to send the dozen or so old eunuchs back to their original positions and continue to seal up their blood.

"Your Majesty, everything has been settled, and the ancestors have been sent back to the imperial mausoleum."

"Ok!"

At this moment, Emperor Chongming looked at the direction where Feng Bingwen was leaving from a distance, his eyes were dim, but the palms he carried behind his back and tucked into his sleeves were tightly clenched, and the knuckles turned white.

(End of this chapter)