Wen Qiong was so fickle that he even tried to sow discord between Kong Hanan, Dao Sheng, and Emperor Dongyue before his death...
Or was it true as he said, there were other arrangements in between.
Everything will be known only when Kong Hanan's three souls become one.
Or, after Kong Hanan becomes the disciple of the Taoist Saint, the Taoist Saint can help him solve his doubts.
Kong Hanan narrowed his eyes.
Meng Yu was very anxious. He rushed forward and grabbed Wen Qiong's shoulders.
"Tell me, why did you want to harm the people of an entire county?"
But Wen Qiong's divinity had completely dissipated. The golden light in his blood had completely merged into the Heavenly Punishment Sword, and the blood at the corners of his mouth had also lost its golden light.
Kong Hanan sighed.
"Brother Meng, he is dead."
Meng Yu was trembling all over and his face turned red.
"Brother Kong, you should know by now that those guys in heaven are a bunch of beasts. They make the human world suffer just to achieve their own goals."
"This is why the Dao Saints do not allow the existence of transcendental beings in the human world."
Kong Hanan looked at the square outside the attic, and through the night, he saw that the residents of Wancheng were still queuing up to exchange their "medicine".
He thought of the sage Bian Que and seemed to understand the Taoist saint's position.
In other words, the stance of all saints in the world from ancient times to the present.
If we look closely, among all the saints, few can ascend to heaven and become gods.
They seem to have an instinctive aversion to gods.
But these are not things Kong Hanan needs to consider now.
Now that the culprit is dead, can the plague in Nanjun be completely cured?
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Kong Hanan ultimately underestimated the "plague," which was known as one of the three greatest afflictions in the world in his previous life.
A group of doctors came to a conclusion.
Although the mysterious power in the plague has disappeared, the plague may change.
Given the current conditions, it will take them a long time to overcome.
It is far inferior to Qiao Daoling's spell.
But fortunately, they are more confident in regulating the patients' bodies so that they can recover as quickly as possible after the plague is extracted.
With Meng Yu in charge and the government working at full capacity, there was no reselling of talisman paper in Wancheng.
With the cooperation of doctors, the plague in Wancheng was completely cured in three days.
Three days seemed a bit long to Kong Hanan, but the news shocked Nanjun and even the court of Da Qi.
Wancheng is the largest and most prosperous city in the entire south.
It is really terrifying that a plague with tens of millions of patients was cured in just three days.
In the imperial study in Linzi, the old emperor was very pleased. He drank three bowls of rice in a row and talked incessantly.
"Imperial decree: The Huangquan Division of Jiange County has performed meritorious deeds. The Huangquan Supervisor is truly a major undertaking that benefits both the nation and the people. Each county governor is ordered to recommend talented individuals to establish the Huangquan Division. A Huangquan Supervisor will be established in the capital to oversee all counties."
"Imperial decree: Kong Han'an, Deputy Inspector of the Huangquan Division in Jiange County, has been recognized for his talent. The Prime Minister's previous proposal is approved and Kong Han'an is promoted to Supervisor..."
The prince, who was writing an imperial edict with a pen, paused.
"Father, I heard Kong Han'an is young and uneducated. Isn't it a bit hasty to appoint him like this?"
The old emperor glanced at the prince with a half-smile.
"You know, he was the one who dealt with Jianmen Pass, which had troubled me for a long time, and he was also the one who dealt with the Ghost Kingdom, which had troubled the human kings of all generations."
The prince's face turned serious.
"I know, and I've also heard that he has a force in the underworld called the Yinsi Difu. This boy is known as the Lord of the Difu, and all his subordinates are demons and monsters."
The old emperor was a little surprised that his son had found out so much information.
"Then do you know that he is your teacher's nephew and may be my teacher's last disciple?"
These words have a hint of advice.
The prince felt that he had heard the old emperor's hint.
If Kong Hanan became the warden, Huangquan Ward would be his helper in the future, but he frowned and thought for a moment before saying.
"I still think that such a person needs further consideration. Rashly allowing him to advance to a higher position may not be a good thing."
The old emperor chuckled with an ambiguous meaning.
"Then it's up to you. Kong Hanan will take over the duties of the Supervisor. Isn't it said that there is a difference in talent between the scholars of Shangjun and Beidi County? Let him handle it."
The prince bowed: "Yes."
When he finishes his work and returns to his bedroom, his think tank will discuss today's events with him.
Upon hearing that the prince had rejected Kong Han'an's appointment and the old emperor had not objected, a group of think tanks praised the prince for his prudent behavior.
The prince was also very proud.
Only one person shook his head and said, "Prince, I'm afraid His Majesty is a little unhappy with you."
The prince was stunned when he heard this and bowed, "Please teach me, Mr. Dong."
Mr. Dong said, "Who is Your Majesty? He governs the world with his long-term strategy and rules the world with his supreme authority. Throughout his life, his heart is as vast as the ocean. He dares to recruit anyone with ability and merit. Now, Kong Hanan has made countless contributions, but he is only given the title of Acting Supervisor. Doesn't this discourage those who want to make contributions in the future?"
The prince's face changed slightly and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
A long-faced scholar scolded, "What do you know, you sour scholar? Kong Hanan has his own power in the underworld, and he associates with demons and monsters. Who knows if he will become a threat to us?"
Mr. Dong angrily scolded, "What do you know, you corrupt scholars? Huangquan Prison is the department that deals with demons and monsters. It's just perfect that Kong Hanan has such magical powers!"
Another scholar in a high hat retorted, "Brother Dong, your words are wrong. If Your Majesty truly views it this way, why would you agree with the Crown Prince's opinion? Brother Dong is not understanding Your Majesty's intentions. It would be best if you could stop talking."
It is said that this Confucian scholar had once listened to lectures under Confucius, but he had not yet reached the level of a master. However, because of this, he was trusted by the prince. Upon hearing this, the prince's hesitant face became firm again.
Seeing this, Mr. Dong sighed.
"You only know how to guess the emperor's intentions, but you are just guessing, not understanding the essence. You are a bunch of flatterers. I am afraid that the prince will be misled by you."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room changed color and Mr. Dong was finally kicked out.
Mr. Dong was dejected, but a servant had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
"Mr. Dong, the eldest prince wants to see you."
In Da Qi, there is a young crown prince and an older eldest prince.
The eldest prince is of poor origin, but he has the support of the Taoist Saint.
The Crown Prince lacks experience and age, but he has the guidance of Confucius.
This is a secret known to everyone.
Although the old emperor appointed a crown prince, the Taoist Saint is a great man as great as the sky.
Moreover, given the old emperor's temper, who knows whether the prince is stable or not.
Mr. Dong's face changed. A loyal minister would not serve two masters. He wanted to refuse.
Thinking of the Crown Prince's indecisiveness and his colleagues who only knew how to manipulate, he sighed and bowed, saying, "Please lead the way."
Not long after Mr. Dong entered the eldest prince's mansion, a knight rode out of the city at full speed, carrying the eldest prince's goodwill, ready to make friends with Kong Hanan.
A knight is just a drop in the ocean in the capital of Linzi and cannot cause any trouble.
But in Wancheng, Nanjun, Qiao Daoling had become a temple for the people, and he had many followers who treated him as a teacher.
This made the somewhat shy Qiao Daoling at a loss as to what to do.
Meng Yu laughed heartily: "I'll teach you a method. Go find your master."
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