Zhang Zhong, who was hiding in the cabin, listened to the words of the two little guys and wanted to cry without tears.

Two black-hearted little guys, one wants to let himself go to Qingtang to drink the northwest wind, and the other wants to let him go to Beihai Mansion to eat coal ash.

The heart is terrible.

"Who did I recruit and provoke?!"

Zhang Zhong wailed and hurried to the captain's room with a sad heart.

Captain indoors, there's an even worse.

……

Being at sea, if no one reminds you, you don't seem to feel the passage of time.

Drifting on the endless blue for more than two months.

The group finally arrived in the Northern Wilderness.

A new land.

A fertile and fertile land.

In this land, the Song people reigned supreme.

In this land, people other than the Song people can only be reduced to slavery.

Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith and other virtues were only circulated among the Song people.

The slaves did not dare to hope extravagantly.

Everything about the Song people was protected by the law.

The slaves were not protected by the law, but were shackled by the law.

Every day at leisure, the slaves had to rush to the shrine to pay homage to the statue of Kou Gong covered with red silk.

Kou Gong was the benefactor of all their slaves.

After the Song people set foot in the Northern Wilderness, the cruel six demon kings Di Qing, Liu Heng, Zhang Yuan, Chong Shiheng, Cao Yuan, and Cao Tong thought they were a group of sinners and were ready to slaughter them.

It was the benevolent Kou Gong who saved them and gave them a chance to live.

But they must be washed away from their sins through the labor of their ancestors.

They didn't remember what their sins were, but they believed Kou Gong's words.

For the benevolent Kou Gong rewarded them not only with delicious food, but also with warm cloth.

Although everything requires them to exchange their labor for it.

But isn't that how it should be?

If it weren't for Kou Gong, they would most likely have turned into dry bones.

It is also possible to be stuffed into a mine and live a life worse than a slave.

Isn't it right to dedicate some insignificant strength to the benevolent Kou Gong?

They not only paid homage to Kou Gong in the ancestral hall, but also made a statue for Kou Gong, a huge statue that stood on the seashore and could be seen from afar.

Every day, they pick the most beautiful flowers and place them in front of the statue of Kou Gong to express their most sincere respect to Kou Gong.

No one dares to be disrespectful to Kou Gong, because those who are disrespectful to Kou Gong are all stuffed into the mine and become mud people living in the mine.

I will never see the sun in my life, and I will never be able to get out of the mine in my life.

It was a group of sinful people who could not wash away their sins even if they gave their lives.

The statue of Kou Gong, facing the sea, has open arms, willing to embrace all people.

But it can't accommodate the mud people who live in the mines.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The roar of the ship woke up the slaves who were offering flowers to the statue of Kou Gong.

The slaves looked up and saw an iron ship slowly sailing into the harbor.

A big smile appeared on the faces of the slaves.

Their master arrived.

They would be assigned to a benevolent master, who would work with him, and then in exchange for some insignificant reward to be offered to the Duke of Kou.

The deck of the big ship was full of people.

Most of the crowd was cheering.

There were only two figures, one fat and one thin, looking at the towering statue on the pier, and their faces were stunned.

"Is the old man going to be holy, or is he going to become a god?"

The emaciated teenager muttered to himself.

The chubby young man smacked his lips and said, "It is impossible for the old man to enter the Temple of Literature, and it is impossible for him to stand side by side with the old ancestor, which is against filial piety." ”

The thin boy pointed to the statue on the pier, but did not speak, but his eyes were full of questioning.

The chubby young man pouted and said, "When the old man was clearing the wasteland, he was very kind and forgave a group of wild people. The savages felt that the old man was too merciful, as if a god had come to the world, so they erected a statue of the old man.

It is said that a temple was built for the old man, and he visited him every day. ”

The thin boy seemed to have heard something incredible, "The old man is merciful? Don't be funny! I am afraid that the number of people who died at the hands of the old man will not be counted. ”

The slightly chubby young man said without being salty: "What the wild people think, who knows......"

The thin boy couldn't help but sigh: "They're too cheap, aren't they?" ”

The chubby young man sighed, "Who knows." Anyway, the old man said that there is such a group of people in the world who don't like others to be good to him, and the better you treat him, the less willing he is to get along with you.

You bully him, you scourge him, you insult him, and then you give him some insignificant alms, and he will offer you as a saint. ”

The thin young man groaned for a moment, nodded and said, "No wonder the old man often talks about 'grace is better than might'. ”

The chubby young man smiled: "The old man never tells lies. Everything he said, you can see in the Northern Wilderness. In the Northern Wilderness, the best for savages is your imperial uncle Daowang.

After he was named the king of Dao, he moved here and managed the fief.

Many Taoists followed.

They want to turn your imperial uncle's fiefdom into a state that worships Taoism.

The young Song people didn't believe that.

They can only fool the savages into believing in them.

So they did a lot of good things for the savages.

But when the savages had reaped the benefits, instead of believing in them, they demanded more, and riots often broke out.

forced your imperial uncle to privately set up a team of soldiers and horses to suppress them.

The old man said, your imperial uncle was ruined by He Niangniang.

His fief will be occupied by that group of savages in less than two generations, and the emperor will have to send someone to clean it up.

The other families treated the wild people like pigs and dogs, and the wild people not only did not dare to offend them, but also feared that they would not work hard enough and be taken by them to fill the wellhole. ”

The thin young man heard the chubby young man mention the Dao King, and sighed: "My father said that my emperor's path was chosen for him by his mother. Whether he can govern the fiefdom well or not is his business, and we don't care.

If he can keep his fiefdom, then he can be the lord of the country and pass on that land from generation to generation.

If he can't hold it, we'll send our men and horses to clean it up and get that piece back. ”

The chubby young man said bluntly: "The old man said that He Niangniang's purpose was not pure when she entered the palace at that time. It's just that under the oppression of him, the emperor's grandfather, and the emperor's grandmother, he couldn't succeed, so in the end, he could only retreat and make a feudal country outside, wanting to achieve his own goals.

The old man also said that she had gone the wrong way.

The old man said that Taoism should not be indomitable on the road of religion, many Taoist classics contain extremely profound knowledge, and many masters of Taoism are scholars, and they are almost omniscient. Therefore, Taoists should learn from Confucianism and turn themselves into a kind of learning, not a religion.

Knowledge should be placed in the high cabinet and let people spend a lot of money to ask for it. Instead of wrapping the cloak of gods and tricks to cheat those insignificant money.

Not only did he despise his knowledge, but he also fell into inferiority. ”

"Whatever......

The thin boy waved his hand nonchalantly, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the faces of the little ladies waving their little hands on the dock.

Seeing this, the chubby young man sighed faintly, "Auntie is still not ruthless enough......"