"If the matter is handled well, even if you wish to build a grand temple in Yanjing, I can help you achieve it."

Upon hearing this, Monk Kongyuan opened his mouth in surprise. It wasn't feigned, because in that instant, many things became clear to him.

"The wild people are not truly... of concern to the lord..."

"Heh heh."

Zheng Fan leaned back slightly,

with his knee propped up,

he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand,

and said:

"The Snow Sea is vast, and indeed there are many wild people, but these are not worth my attention. Looking back eight hundred years, you should know what is the real peril to the heart of Yan!"

The barbarians!

"Let's be straightforward, if within three years you can bring results in the Snow Sea, it wouldn't be a dream for you to enter the halls of Yanjing and be appointed as the national master.

Our Yan Emperor is most generous in this regard."

From Zheng Fan's understanding of the Yan Emperor, if you could help solve the barbarian problem, becoming a national master is nothing.

Monk Kongyuan immediately said:

"Thank you, Lord, for your guidance."

"Blind man."

"Yes."

The blind man stood up and said to the two of them, "Please follow me."

"Alright, alright."

Monk Kongyuan reached out and grabbed the greasy hand of the little monk, leading him to follow the blind man downstairs.

A Ming spoke up:

"My lord, is this reliable?"

"Consider it a trial. Anyway, sending a few dozen or even a hundred miracle workers to the Snow Sea costs us nothing. Oh no, you might need to cooperate at that time."

"You need me to cooperate?"

"Perform the art of resurrection."

"Alright, my lord."

"Is the workshop already under construction?"

"It has already started, my lord."

"Hmm, make haste. It's a tough job."

"You flatter me, my lord."

"This lamb soup is quite good. The new residence should be nearly complete, transfer the chef over there."

In the city, all operating businesses until now are under the name of the Earl's Mansion. Transferring a chef is really a matter of a single word.

"Alright, my lord, I'll go talk to Siniang."

"Hmm."

"Hmm."

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

I've given you a chance to speak up, don't you want a promotion?

"My lord, I haven't made up my mind yet."

"Take your time, no rush."

...

"Masters, this will be your place of rest in the future, and ahead is the temple platform. Master Kongyuan, you will accompany me to lecture tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Bei."

"You're too kind, Master."

At this point, servants brought tea and set it down.

The blind man said:

"These two will serve the masters in their daily living."

"That won't do, that won't do. Extravagance and frugality are constantly shifting."

"I was too presumptuous. You can return to the government office."

"Yes, Mr. Bei."

"Yes, Mr. Bei."

The two servants left.

Monk Kongyuan's lips couldn't help but twitch.

Little monk Liaofan immediately said, "Mr. Bei, my master is just being courteous, he's only pretending."

"You ungrateful disciple, keep quiet!"

The blind man was unfazed and said, "I will send two maidservants later."

"Women?" Monk Liaofan was about to speak,

"Bang!"

A thud landed directly on his bald head.

Monk Kongyuan immediately said:

"Since the Earl's Mansion is using armed force to impose, I can only accept without deferring, Amitabha, Buddha will forgive my transgression."

"That's the spirit."

Monk Kongyuan quickly returned to the main topic and said:

"The major affair of the lord, I have grasped in my heart, but for some specific matters, I will need Mr. Bei's guidance."

"Naturally, we both work for the lord, we ought to be in the same boat and row together."

"Speaking of which, since I entered the city, observing the city's layout, it seems to have been reconstructed?"

"The city suffered from war, much was destroyed, so naturally, it has been extensively rebuilt."

"The new city's layout is dignified, especially that Earl's Mansion being built, though it's in the northern part, it avoids negative energy according to Feng Shui, while leveraging the life gate, subtly responding to the tail of Skybreak Mountain;

is this masterpiece from Mr. Bei's hand?"

"Master jests, I dare not claim credit."

"Hmm, is there another extraordinary person in the city? I wonder if I have the fortune to meet them?"

"Naturally, there will be opportunities in the future."

The location of the Earl's Mansion must be near the north gate to be close to the Sword Saint; the specific location and orientation were chosen by Liang Cheng.

Let him lie down,

and see where he finds himself most comfortable lying,

then choose that place as the center to start building the Earl's Mansion.

After all, it's inevitable that Feng Shui experts have varying levels of skill, but ultimately the buried one has the most say about whether the place is good or not.

"Under the Earl's Mansion, it seems there are indeed many capable and unusual people. To be favored by Lord Pingye and work under him is truly a blessing for a humble monk like me.

However, I am still curious about one matter."

"Master, do feel free to ask."

"Such a desperate strategy...

Oh no,

such a virtuous doctrine of teaching without discrimination, who proposed it?

I once heard that a wild man king emerged on the snowfield, causing unrest in Jin land, but he has already been taken to Yanjing.

If that wild man king knew what kind of future landscape the snowfield would present later, I wonder what thoughts he'd harbor in his heart."

The blind man smiled slightly, not rushing to answer the question.

Because the one who proposed this idea was precisely the wild man king, and some teachings and theories suitable for the wild people were even modified by the wild man king himself based on star beliefs, hoping the effect would be better when preaching to wild people.

"Master, this strategy was proposed by Lord Pingye of our family."

"Alas, Lord Pingye is truly talented, I admire him greatly."

"Master has asked so much, I have one inquiry myself."

"Please speak, Mr. Bei."

"How high is the master's cultivation base exactly?"

Earlier during the lecture, being able to stay clear in his hypnotic environment clearly showed he had a cultivation base, the blind man was sure of that.

But how deep the cultivation base of Kongyuan Monk was, the blind man couldn't ascertain.

"For a monk, it can be very high or very low. High as the sky, low as the dust; what matters is the mind.

But this is often useless in fierce battles, hence when faced with the military's strong crossbows earlier, I seemed calm, but inwardly, I was already quite panicked."

"Then I am even more interested, looking forward to seeing the master's achievement."

"Mr. Bei is indeed...…"

"Though I am blind, my heart can see things."

"That's the rationale, then let me make a fool of myself in front of Mr. Bei."

Kongyuan Monk closed his eyes, hands clasped together,

after a moment,

his eyes opened,

with clear and calm gaze, like a tranquil ancient well,

he said deeply:

"Merciful Buddha."

For a moment,

in the blind man's "view", he saw Kongyuan Monk constantly growing taller and taller, breaking through the rooftop, still ascending.

This is the inner state of mind, considered as the level of enlightenment, it is Zen, it is Tao, it is realization;

This has no connection to actual combat strength, for instance, the literary giant Yao Zizhan is merely an old scholar without the strength to truss a chicken, ordinary bandits could slaughter him.

And the old monk Kongyuan also intended to show some skill in front of this confidant of Lord Pingye, to raise his value, thus his mental state kept rising!

A lifetime of practicing Buddhism, his Buddha mind had already reached the clouds, seeking great liberation!

In the depths beyond,

a halo unseen by ordinary people had risen above Snow Sea Pass.

And at this time,

in a small courtyard next to the soon-to-be-completed Earl's Mansion,

a man lying there sunbathing and dozing seemed to perceive something,

slowly opened his eyes,

his body still frail and unhealed,

but in his eyes, sword light was projected sharply,

even the Longyuan sword used to prop up the table leg beneath the dining table let out a gentle sound.

"What demon monk dares to spy on my Snow Sea Pass's energy!"

"Ah!"

In front of the blind man,

the seemingly profound Kongyuan Monk let out a miserable cry.

Looking up again,

blood was already trickling from his eyes.

Though his life was not endangered, inwardly, he was incredibly frightened and hastily asked:

"Mr. Bei, which expert is it within the city? This person's mind state is even above mine, the sharpness nearly unstoppable."

The blind man didn't rush to answer,

instead, he stroked his chin,

murmuring to himself:

"Good, the test worked;

it seems my lord's investment was correct, the Sword Saint has hope for recovery."

"Mr. Bei, who exactly is it?"

Kongyuan Monk, devoid of his previous solemnity, asked urgently.

The blind man seemed startled by Kongyuan's current situation,

quickly comforting him absentmindedly:

"Oh, master no need to worry, just a cripple."

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Thanks to Rishumo and Nan Gengchen for becoming the hundred and tenth and hundred and eleventh allies of "The Arrival of Magic".

Good night, everyone.