Chapter 190: The inner saint and the outer saint

"We ordinary people, I'm so happy today!"

Wang Ce returned home with a lot of loads and was in a great mood. He kept humming untuning songs and strolling back to the Nanya, sitting down in the teahouse at the intersection.

In the past, I wanted to seek essence, energy and soul but could not get it. On that day, the two yamen were in chaos and finally took the risk of taking advantage of it outside the city to gain the essence, energy and soul of a martial master.

Today, Tang Zhengyue alone is worth the money, let alone buy one and get four martial masters’ spirits.

The two martial masters' essence and energy souls can resurrect a level 7 tyrant war spirit. The two martial masters' essence and energy souls can resurrect a level 8 Tongtian war spirit. This deal is a huge profit.

It’s a pity that Tang Zhengyue is the Wu Lao Sect. If it is Wu Ye, he can barely resurrect a lower-level eight-level Tongtian war spirit. Of course, Wang Ce’s cultivation is too poor, and he can only resurrect the human hero level at most.

However, it is always good to be prepared for any trouble. This is Wu Zong Wu Zun, not a wild dog who is full of joy. Do you think Wu Zun Wu Zong’s essence and soul are so easy to deal with.

What's more, the bronze pot has gained more than this. The emperor has cut his head a lot these days, and more than 30 masters from the Gangqi realm have died, which is enough for Wang Ce to resurrect another or even multiple powerful war spirit troops.

If Wang Ce was willing to decompose the essence and energy of the Wu Lao Sect into countless parts, the powerful essence and energy of the Wu Lao Sect alone would be enough to have been a powerful battle spirit army.

Of course, that would be too wasteful. It is not in line with the business practices.

Wang Ce was happy: "Boss Ji, come and make the best tea here."

The tea shop owner Ji smiled and said, "Oh, Lord Wang, you seem to be very happy today. It seems that you have encountered a great thing. I heard that you are a fourth-rank official at a young age, so that is a great man. You can tell at a glance that you will be the commander in the future."

Wang Ce laughed proudly, who cares about the bullshit of the fourth-rank title? A shit-like rank of the fourth-rank tutor from the fourth-rank tutor, who cares about it again!

From the fourth-rank tutor, due to some historical reasons, it has become a false position. Having this position only means that you have the qualifications to serve as a major leader in any department of the two yamen.

The most typical one is the three most powerful departments, which must be able to be attained by the tutor overhead. As for places like the logistics department, the general general manager is enough.

The main leaders of all departments directly under the two yamen are the general leaders. The main leaders of the branches of the provinces below are also the general leaders. However, the directly under the agency is obviously half a level higher. If you include the policing envoy, it will be the entire level of the first level higher.

Currently, he is a fourth-rank official, from a fourth-rank position. Once he enters a fourth-rank position, he is a solid person and a high-ranking official. If he climbs a little further, he will basically be able to reach the level of a provincial senior official. For a seventeen-year-old boy, this is a starting point with a bright future.

In Wang Dainian's words, it means: "Sir, you do nothing. After 20 years of experience, the most important time is to be a commander of the third-rank team."

Wang Danian is right, no wonder all the officials in the court sharpened their knives. They were the fourth rank at the age of seventeen? When they were seventeen, they were still wearing open-crotch pants and playing with mud. Is there any chance of promotion still going to survive?

The court stipulated that the age of retirement was seventy years old at the latest. In other words, as long as the emperor was willing, he could take Wang Ce for another fifty years in minutes.

A fourth-rank actual position, plus fifty years? That is to give a pig. After fifty years, all the dynasty members will be covered by the sky, and even if you give a Wu Emperor, you will dare to usurp the throne.

However, for a person who is planning to run away, don’t mention the fourth rank, you won’t even change the throne.

While drinking tea happily, Wang Ce was thinking about things.

Xiong Shiwu and others touched in: "I just knew you were here."

Luke smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just that there is news from the Northern Yamen that Emperor Zhu Wu was dead. The world was furious and threatened to give our Northern Tang a good-looking one."

Pi Xiaojing curled his lips: "They will clamor and exploit us. If you really have the ability, go and find their two old Wu emperors back."

Wang Ce was secretly funny. If the great world really recalled even the missing old Wu Emperor, the old eunuch Wang would probably not be the opponent. The Northern Tang Dynasty would either start a war directly or bow its head.

"Boss Ji, come some snacks." Xiong Shiwu coughed a few times: "Don't underestimate Dashi, it's a thousand-year-old family. There is news from the Beiya that Dashi sent people to Xiliang and Dongning, and he vaguely wanted to join forces to fight our Beitang first."

Dongning! Wang Ce's heart skipped a beat. The activities of Brother Cialis Tang Chengming vaguely had the background of the people of Dongning. It was really difficult to judge Dongning's movements. If he really had concerns about the Northern Tang and started a war together, it would be a disaster.

After traveling through time for a year, I have always been in Northern Tang, and I have always had feelings for this land and these people. Wang Ce cursed himself too soft-hearted and could only laugh: "Don't worry, Your Majesty must have a way to deal with it."

"Emperor Wu, I never expected that there would be Emperor Wu in our Northern Tang one day." Pi Xiaoxin is a typical excited man.

The Northern Tang Dynasty gave birth to Emperor Wu, which made the Northern Tang Dynasty feel confident and proud from the top, from officials to the people.

With this lack of confidence, not to mention a fanatical person like Pi Xiaoxin, there are definitely not a few people among the people who shout about the war.

Why do ordinary people support the war? Why are they so keen?

Because of the exploitation and exploitation of superior powers, a region can only have one hegemon, and only one hegemon that exploits other countries. Exploiting other countries to subsidize their own courts and people is the interest that the people are keen on.

The best country is a bit like the United States in the previous life. The Americans are rich because they spend money and the whole world pays for them. These best country are almost the same.

To cultivate oneself and govern the country and pacify the world, don’t understand the meaning of pacifying the world in a wrong way. In the eyes of literati, pacifying the world is mostly to exploit other countries to seek welfare for the people of their own country.

In a world where force dominates everything, don’t think that literati are good men.

The mainstream idea of ​​various countries is "the inner sage and the outer god" and the same as "the inner sage and the outer king". It is not only a mainstream concept, but also a universal view that everyone is practicing.

The sage's heart is the highest ideal state of spiritual belief.

The God of Martial Arts is the highest ideal state in the martial arts world.

One is the satisfaction of the mind, and the other is the limit of martial arts. It is enough to show how vivid and vivid the "inner saints and external gods" are.

Wang Ce suddenly laughed: "Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu is just a winter insect, we are just a summer grass. I guess there is no hope to see it in this life. Emperor Wu is just a shadow. You see it, but you will never touch it."

"Tsk, the Martial Emperor is still determined to pursue the realm of the Martial God." Pi Xiaoxin clearly expressed his contempt and was full of confidence: "My ideal is to become the Martial Emperor."

Wang Ce immediately burst into tears. Api's mental age was too immature. He would not regard Emperor Wu as his target even if he was a little rational.

Emperor Wu's life span is very long. Even if it is accumulated, Wang Ce believes that Emperor Wu should have some. But you, Api, should also be more realistic and see how big the entire Eastern continent is and how many populations are in the combined 20 countries.

With such a huge population base, can a Martial Emperor be born in ten years? Or, a Martial Emperor be born in one hundred years?

You, a businessman who just started, fantasize about becoming Bill Gates at the beginning? That's too fierce. You have to eat at a sip, and you have to walk step by step.

My buddy is not a fantasy.

"Forget it, let's go. I'll let you prepare everything?" Wang Ce walked out and looked back at a very clean middle-aged man in the corner who could not see through it.

Each nodded.

When the tea shop was empty, the middle-aged man sitting in the corner frowned: "That boy is the cunning boy you said? I don't like it, I'm full of slandering words, what Cordyceps sinensis." Emperor Wu seemed to be on the verge of extinction.

"How many people can catch your eyes on Song Feiran in the world!" Boss Ji Zhan Yan smiled.

Song Feiran's expression cleared a little: "The little girl you mentioned is very outstanding, but I looked at the coughing boy first. It's also good, tough and firm in his heart!"

"Xiong Shiwu? He is only sixteen years old. Is it a fifth degree of affinity? Or six degrees?" Boss Ji couldn't remember it very clearly. No wonder Xiong Shiwu is a genius among geniuses in any generation of young men, but the light was blocked by Wang Ce and Zhu Haitang.

Song Feiran pondered, and Boss Ji smiled and said, "Can you really have a thought?"

Song Feiran did not deny it.

“It’s snowing again today.”

Wang Ce complained that he was born in the south in his previous life, so he was really not very used to the days when the Northern Tang Dynasty had snowfalls every three days on average.

Liu Wuxia obediently took off Wang Ce's fur coat. Wang Ce shook some snowflakes on his body, stamped his feet into the house, and threw all the large stacks of files he was holding onto the desk: "Did my master come today?"

"Master Su said that I won't come today, so I'll let you figure out the spiritual patterns yourself." Liu Wuxia showed a little admiration. On one side, she was a martial arts genius and on the other side, she was a refiner. This is rare.

"I'm so tired." Wang Ce hated to go to work so much, just as his employees hated him in his previous life.

Every winter, it is often when the Southern Ya and the Censorate are relatively active. In the winter of the Northern Tang Dynasty, there are many snowfalls, disaster relief, officials inaction, embezzlement of grain and money, etc., and there are always a lot of them every year.

Now, the Ministry of Justice asked the second department to assist in the arrest of a county magistrate who was seriously dereliction of duty and caused more than 100 people to freeze to death due to inaction and other reasons.

For the two places, it doesn’t matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter. It’s the same anyway. It’s just a brick, wherever you need to move it.

I don’t know where the stubborn woman is now. Wang Ceyao removed the distracting thoughts and hugged Xiong Shiwu and others to read the files collected by him slowly.

It's very troublesome in winter. Liu Wuxia doesn't have much cultivation, and it's probably difficult to survive the snow in winter when she runs away. If such a little kid gets sick on the way, it's better to surrender yourself.

Yes, when I was in trouble, Wang Ce had no choice but to continue browsing the file and shouted: "Girl, grind ink."

The little loli pouted, grinding ink while sipping air. Wang Ce browsed the file, occasionally drawing a few strokes on the booklet to make a little record. The little loli was curious: "What are you doing?"

"Curiosity kills the cat." Wang Ce stared at him. The little loli was not afraid, but instead made a face.

It's not easy to deal with! The two yamen's eyewitnesses, the local army in various places, and even the eighth government army. Especially the North Tang's intense planning of foreign wars, all places are tight and strict.

It was difficult to pass by a little loli with no cultivation. Wang Ce scratched his head and thought about it for a while.

At this time, Dai Lin suddenly came to visit. Dai Lin's first words were: "Sir, take me away."
Chapter completed!