There were three hundred red envelopes in total, and they were all distributed very quickly.
If red envelopes were given out every year, Li Changsheng would feel like he was paying himself a salary. Otherwise, his meager fortune would be depleted in a few years.
All this money was earned by Qingxuan when he was still alive, and now the human race has fully used spirit crystals refined from spiritual energy as trading currency. Copper coins have been eliminated, or used as collectibles, or as New Year's money.
"Thank you all for your hard work over the past 100 years. Go back and have a good rest."
Li Changsheng waved his hand to let everyone leave. The powerful people who were dressed up in fancy clothes dispersed and left the White Jade Palace in groups of three or five.
After that, he finished dealing with the last bit of affairs, simply wiped the desk, arranged the magic weapon-level documents on the desk in order, and then set up the restrictions.
These documents are equivalent to a summary of the world's information. If I were to describe it, it would be like a server in my distant memory, storing all the data. As long as I mastered this data and used it properly, I could achieve omniscience of the world.
Under the strict record-keeping system of the Asgard, everything can be traced.
Even if one wants to engage in some illegal activities, the secrets may be leaked due to the circulation of a large amount of spirit crystals. Nowadays, many major cases have been solved for this reason.
Anyone who is a cultivator can refine spiritual crystals; it’s just a matter of speed and quantity.
It is like a spiritual stone, with many uses. But in the end, the amount needed by each person for cultivation is limited, so many people will use the excess as currency.
Large-scale consumption means a large amount of currency is in circulation, which also means that it is very likely to come into the attention of the Immortal Palace.
Li Changsheng couldn't really make the world free of thieves, but he could guarantee that most people would not escape his eyes. And when things got serious enough, or a part of them was rotten, he would raise his butcher knife.
Corruption has been a problem that continues despite repeated bans. He can only ensure that corruption is not taken for granted and that he will not be afraid when he is discovered, and can just let it go with a simple "sorry".
There was no regret in Li Changsheng's eyes, only a society that had indeed been harmed.
People are responsible for everything they do, and so am I.
This prosperous era was started by me, and it will never end.
Arrange the paperwork and close the box.
Li Changsheng sighed sincerely and said, "This is the end of the 100 years of work. See you next year."
He stood up and walked down the platform, stepping on the white jade stairs. With every step he took, he felt the burden on his shoulders lighten a little. He walked down the platform, left the jade throne, and passed by the vermilion and white jade palace avenue that everyone dreamed of. The view in front of him suddenly opened up.
The evening glow was floating, and the rosy glow illuminated the fairy palace. Looking down from the fairy palace, one could see Yundong, the largest city of the human race.
The downtown is bustling with lights and decorations, and thousands of houses are lit up.
It’s another Lantern Festival, and it seems like nothing has changed, just like last year.
Human lamps are made of thin bamboo strips as the skeleton, paper and yarn as the skin, and fuel oil is placed inside. Funerals are white, and weddings are red. Only those who hang red lamps can come to eat at home, and strangers who hang white lamps are not allowed to go casually.
Don't go to a banquet just because you see people hanging lanterns, do you understand? Miss Dong.
"Immortal."
A clear voice brought him back to reality. Li Changsheng turned around and saw the white-haired woman standing under the moonlight. She smiled and said, "Are you thinking about the Sword Immortal again?"
"Um."
Li Changsheng did not deny it, and then said with some self-mockery: "Although I have not yet felt the five signs of decline, I am old in a sense. Whenever I see certain scenes, I always think of my old friends."
"When I see the lantern flowers, I think of Yunshu. When I see the three-foot-long sword, I think of an old friend. When I see Shangqing Palace, I think of Xiaoqi. When I see the bald man, I think of the monk."
Taiyin Xingjun asked: "Is the immortal lonely?"
"Of course." Li Changsheng nodded. His ordinary face was full of the vicissitudes of time. It was hard to believe how many years it took to create such silence and clarity in his eyes.
"Time flies, just like the Yangtze River, which cannot flow backwards, and I will not force them to do so. They have their own lives and destinations, and are not my vassals, Li Changsheng. Stop when you are tired."
"Why are you worried that I will be devastated by your death?"
Taiyin Xingjun was speechless. She did have such concerns, and the concerns became more intense as her life span gradually decreased.
It's not that she thinks highly of herself and thinks she can have everything that immortals have. It's that there is no one around Li Changsheng anymore. There used to be Monk Qingxuan and a group of familiar juniors, but now even the youngest Yang Cang is dead.
Of the eight wonders of the immortal path, seven have become legends.
The immortals who gave them names still live on in the world.
She didn't know what would happen to Li Changsheng after she left, but she could see through his eyes and the suffocating feeling almost made her dizzy.
"Wouldn't the Immortal miss Tu'er?"
"Of course. After you die, I will think of you in everything I eat. I will probably think of you often in the future. This dish is not as delicious as your cooking, this dance is not as beautiful as yours, and no woman in the world can compare to you."
"But I won't be discouraged by this. The old ones are gone, but the new ones are here. If they die, I will cherish you more. If you die, I will cherish those who are still alive."
"Rabbit, are you afraid of death?"
Li Changsheng took the hand of Taiyin Star Lord. Her soft and delicate skin was a little colder. It was a symptom of the Five Degenerations of Heaven and Man. The lack of Qi and blood caused low body temperature.
Taiyin thought that she would use some means to maintain her body temperature on weekdays, if for nothing else, at least to cover up the signs of her five decays. She deceived the world, deceived Zhu Xue who she raised, but she could not deceive Li Changsheng.
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