In the past, those ministers would have quarreled over who should be held responsible. They are all like non-stick pans, with good things coming to them quickly and bad things covering them with grease.
This is understandable, after all, if you are not careful, the people below you will be in danger. But there must be a limit, everyone will be like a non-stick pan and procrastinate when it comes to doing things.
So this is what Qingxuan is most dissatisfied with. If they support the public version of the practice method, Shangqing Palace will also help them. But those Shangshu have an "want this and that" look, which is annoying to watch.
Qingxuan wondered if they wanted the immortal to put the food into their mouths and also worry about whether they would burn their mouths.
After running for about half an hour, we saw tall buildings rising from the vast plain ahead, with bright lights, and the roads as densely packed as the ripples of the Luo River.
Tiandu still looks prosperous, as if it has not been disturbed at all from beginning to end.
Qingxuan swept his eyes and instantly locked onto Prime Minister Pan Jun, who was in the Zhongshufu Building. At this moment, he was sitting in his office, surrounded by a large group of military advisers and staff officers, always paying attention to the war on the front line.
Of the original six ministries, only the Ministry of War remains.
Qingxuan counted with his fingers once again, closed his eyes for a hundred breaths, and then slowly opened his eyes. At this time, beads of sweat were already all over his forehead. Divination was very time-consuming and laborious. It was somewhat laborious for him to calculate the secrets of the sky several times in a row, as he was still in the Jindan stage.
"No wonder, it turns out that everyone else has been sent away. Prime Minister, oh Prime Minister, if we succeed, we'll share the benefits, if we fail, you'll take the blame, and you, the prime minister, will be my wife."
The relationship between the prime minister and the minister is that of superior and subordinate, but the prime minister does not have the power to dismiss directly, and must go through a series of cumbersome institutions and procedures. In ordinary people's words, power must be restricted and locked in a cage, otherwise it will be a man-eating tiger.
Now there is only one prime minister left in the whole temple, and the Ministry of War is a violent machine and does not participate in decision-making. Naturally, the will of the prime minister becomes the will of the government. Even if it is only temporary, the power it explodes is enough to overturn the world and sweep away all obstacles.
Although the fighting is fierce now, Qingxuan never thinks that this is a war between the government and all reincarnated people. If it really comes to that, the government will probably only need half a day to change the world. Let's not talk about how to fight against the monks. Anyway, Qingxuan will turn the temple upside down on the spot to avoid too many deaths.
In ancient dynasties, the emperor did not summon the army from all over the country to fight against each other. Besides, there were nearly hundreds of thousands of staff members in the government. Should all of them be killed? When the sword immortal killed people, he knew that he was only killing the leader of the thieves.
Qingxuan's evaluation of this incident is that it is a big deal but the storm is small. No matter how big the commotion is, the promotion of the public version of the practice method cannot be stopped in the end.
The only difference lies in who pushes it, who holds the power, and who benefits.
He had an unspoken bet with the prime minister, and now it seems that Qingxuan has won.
"But you lost to the prime minister. When a person dies, it's like a light goes out." Qingxuan smiled and shook his head. He not only calculated the cause and effect, but also calculated that the prime minister was going to be killed.
The struggle for interests is not a game of house. As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, everyone will do everything they can to attack the other party. People who are desperate are the craziest, and people who are furious are the most irrational.
"Prime Minister, you have lost this bet. Just enjoy your old age peacefully."
He spoke to himself, approaching the Zhongshu Mansion below at a very fast speed. The next moment, a calm voice came into his ears, and Qingxuan paused.
"Xiao Qi."
Suddenly, the scene in front of my eyes changed drastically, and in the blink of an eye, I arrived at a rental house with 2 bedrooms and 1 living room. An ordinary young man sat on a chair, leaning slightly against the back of the chair, holding a book in his hands, and a stainless steel cup on the stool next to him was emitting wisps of hot steam.
He raised his head with no sadness or joy on his face, and said in a calm tone:
"Did you enjoy the killing?"
Qing Xuan replied: "There were sixteen people who slandered the name of the immortal, all of them were golden elixirs. I have beheaded them all, and their clothes were not disturbed during the fight."
There was a hint of pride in his words, as if he was a child showing off in front of his father. If it hadn't taken a lot of effort to track down the real culprit, Qing Xuan could even shout out to the Golden Dan Clan, and it would only take a breath to destroy them!
"Nonsense." Li Yi didn't care about the face of the great Qingxuan cultivator at all. "As a person in power, you are more than a little bit worse than the prime minister. In the face of the reform, you left your post without permission. Do you know your crime?"
Originally, he could continue to slack off as Qingxuan was watching over him, and now he might have won a hundred dollars in the mahjong hall. But since Qingxuan left Zhoudi, Li Yi had to take some time to see if the situation was out of control.
Just like in the cultivation world, most of the time he would leave things to Qingxuan. But there were always times when the cultivators would practice in seclusion, and at such times he would ask the Buddhist sect or the Moon Palace to take care of it. If it was really useless, Li Yi would take care of it himself.
The so-called ruling the world is actually not a big deal. They are not managing the country, they are just serving as a pillar to prevent chaos.
He holds the world together by sitting on this three-foot wooden chair, but suddenly he has to be busy, so he has to give Xiao Qi a heads-up.
After being scolded, Qingxuan was neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, he said with grievance: "Master, I am not the one in power now. The power is in the hands of the temple. I also asked Shangqing Palace to help me from beginning to end without any ambiguity. I also made the murderer pay with his life."
To put it bluntly, the goal of seizing the spiritual energy of the world to benefit the people will inevitably encounter obstacles. Death is inevitable, and this cannot be solved by someone standing up and saying something. Words cannot compensate for the "losses" of the vested interests.
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