I am building a fairy garden on earth

Chapter 85

After Xu Boqing went out, he also noticed something unusual at the door...

When Jiang Jin saw the governor coming out, he hurried over to explain in a low voice, and at the end he asked cautiously: "Director, do you want to drive them away humbly?"

"It's okay..."

Xu Boqing waved his hand, and when he walked in front of the crowd, he saw a familiar face, the old farmer named Lu who asked him to change his baby's name when he first came to Hongyang...

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to recognize him, he also put out the idea of ​​saying hello...

He immediately bowed his hands to the crowd and smiled: "Folks and elders, on behalf of Xichang, I have accepted your kindness, but we will not accept this...

Because we are about to go, fruits and vegetables are fine, but vegetables, meat and eggs are really inconvenient to take on the road, I hope you understand..."

"Master Qingtian..."

The old man headed in the crowd walked out tremblingly, patted the umbrella in his arms and said: "The Caomin family has been making umbrellas for generations. I heard that the eldest master was not staying in Hongyang for a long time, and Cao Ming and the people in the village rushed to make a million people overnight. The umbrella is dedicated to the master..."

"This……"

Xu Boqing was slightly taken aback when he saw the 'Wanmin Umbrella' in different colors, and he felt a little helpless...

Wanmin Umbrella is different from the oil-paper umbrella that shelters the wind and rain…

Usually, when a local official leaves office, the local people give away the '[-] Umbrella' in order to express their retention.

Its metaphor means that the outgoing local official protects the people of this side like a giant umbrella every day, and is a good official who loves the people like a son...

It is also the recognition of the superior character of the local people!

Xu Boqing knew that he was not an official in Hongyang, but when he passed through Hongyang, he copied the wealth of the city Yin of Hongyang and his family members, and rebuilt the illegally gathered farmland and distributed it to the farmers.

to him…

This is just a small thing, but I never thought that people would send Wanmin umbrellas...

Seeing that the eldest man did not speak, the old farmer hesitated and said, "The grass people know that this umbrella looks ugly, but it is the heart of the grass people. I hope the eldest master will not dislike it..."

After speaking, I am ready to kneel down and present an umbrella...

And Xu Boqing also came back to his senses, and quickly held it up. After taking the Wanmin umbrella, he smiled and said with relief: "Old man, don't misunderstand, let's not talk about it, I like this umbrella very much!"

"Hahaha…"

The old man grinned, obviously there were not a few teeth left, but it was ridiculous that he was so happy, and said repeatedly: "As long as the eldest lord likes it, it is good if the eldest lord likes it..."

Xu Boqing beckoned, and when he saw Jiang Jin approaching, he said, "Let someone leave a message for the newly appointed Hongyang Chengyin, saying that the villages outside the city have just reclaimed the land, and the tax will be halved in the past three years..."

"Yes!!"

The farmers in the crowd cheered when they heard the words, and some even squeezed forward to try to stuff Xu Boqing with the melons and fruits in their hands...

After being stopped by the agents of the West Factory and the soldiers on duty, they stuffed melons and fruits into the hands of these soldiers...

Seeing that those soldiers were a little difficult to deal with, Xu Boqing waved his hand and said with a smile: "If you don't accept anything else, keep all the melons and fruits, and you can also satisfy your cravings on the road..."

Very lively for a while…

Even as the carriages and horses left the city, all the governors of the West Factory were still holding melons and fruits in their hands before they finished eating...

Jiang Jin secretly competed with Kong Qing and won the job of being the governor's groom. At this time, he was also holding a melon in one hand and waving a horse whip in the other...

Seeing that the governor was in a good mood, he cautiously praised: "Director, I only heard that this orange is orange when born in Huainan, and it is orange when born in Huaibei. tasty."

"It's not the melon that is delicious, but the human touch in this melon..."

In the car, Xu Boqing played with the 'Wanmin Umbrella' in his hand, and laughed casually: "The palace is intriguing, intriguing and cheating, and the servants are the nobles in the palace...

When the noble person gives a look, you have to think about the meaning of that look for a night, and you are also thinking about whether it will collide with the noble person, and whether there will be life tomorrow...

At that time, not to mention melons and fruits, even if I ate candied fruit, I didn't feel sweet...

Now that I'm away from home, I'm less restrained and a little more comfortable, and naturally I think this fruit is delicious. "

"The words of the overseer are deafening..."

Jiang Jin seemed to have thought of something, and said: "I have been in the palace since childhood, and I have been walking on thin ice for fear of annoying the nobles and losing my life. I feel deeply about this..."

"When you are above people, treat others as people; when you are below people, treat yourself as a person..."

Xu Boqing just shook his head and sighed, and then he seemed to think of something and asked, "How is the preparation work going on at the Five Poison Sect?"

"Don't worry, Lord..."

When Jiang Jin saw the governor talking about business, he also put on a straight face and said: "Beijing had already passed a letter to the secret agents in Jiangling Mansion when he left the palace...

This morning, there was a letter from a spy, saying that the spy near Jiangling Mansion had been dispatched, and that they had also sent people to the Five Poison Sect to raise taxes on the grounds of taxation.

Those mud-legged people in the rivers and lakes don't know how high the sky is, and after learning three tricks and two styles, they forget who they are, and there are already people who can't help hurting the government. "

He paused and said in a deep voice with an inexplicable expression: "The local government is also wrangling with them. As long as the governor arrives there, they can recruit troops to fight the rebels!!"

"Um…"

Xu Boqing nodded slightly, knowing the significance of this matter.

The feudal concept of the people at that time was heavy, and the martial arts in the rivers and lakes were also mixed. There are so many people in one martial art, and there will always be some people who hold the fluke mentality of 'dead Taoist friends don't die poor Taoists'...

Find an excuse before acting, occupy the 'righteousness' of dispatching troops to encircle and suppress them.

Although it may not be possible to disintegrate the Jianghu sect from within, at least it will make the opponent's momentum weaker by three points during the confrontation.

He pondered for a while, and said, "Don't despise any opponent. They are also major factions in the rivers and lakes. They may have noticed something..."

"Hey, BC."

Jiang Jin sneered and complimented: "With the governor going out, they can't make any waves."

"Well, let's go."

Xu Boqing shook his head, lost his interest in chatting, and began to study the 'Wanmin Umbrella'...

When he first saw this umbrella, he only thought that it was a piece of the heart of those farmers, and it had a special meaning, so he didn't think much about it;

But when I got it, it was probably psychological, but I felt that the umbrella was heavy, as if there was something else on the umbrella...

When I looked at it with the 'Tianmu Fayan', I discovered that this seemingly ordinary 'Wanmin Umbrella' was actually filled with turbid air of different colors.

This 'turbid air' is not really turbid, but is made up of many subtle and difficult to detect breaths intertwined and mixed together. It seems that each thread and each strand is an independent entity, but interdependent.

Xu Boqing was vaguely enlightened in his heart...

He stretched out his hand and brushed lightly on the 'Wanmin Umbrella', only to see the 'turbid air' lingering in his palms like a hairspring...

very interesting...

The umbrella cover and shredded cloth used to make the "Wanmin Umbrella" are mostly torn from the old clothes of the local residents, and some are even torn from the clothes they usually wear.

If it is combined with Zhang Taixu's "Qi Ben Lun", Qi transforms all things, and all things are composed of 'Qi'. The umbrella is like a thread, and the subtle and difficult to detect 'Qi'...

Does it represent everyone who makes umbrellas?

Does the intertwined 'turbid air' represent the 'red dust' of the lights in the mortal world?
Since it originates from the mundane world and from all peoples, is the 'merit' and 'volunteer' described in the book also born out of this?

If the immortal cultivators in this world are really like what Zhu Sisi said, they see the mundane world as poison that penetrates the intestines...

Then what is the 'poison' they are worried about?
Is it just a simple immortal difference?

Or are the disciples who are afraid of unstable xinxing indulging in the world and lose their will to improve and ask questions?
Or maybe... afraid of getting caught in this mortal aura?

Moreover, since it is all 'qi', can we use this 'human dust' to practice?
Xu Boqing's eyes moved slightly and waved his hand, and the 'red dust' lingering in the palm of his hand was returned to the 'Wanmin Umbrella'...

Thinking that if there is a chance in the future, I can find someone to try it...

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