Zheng Shaopeng was brought in front of Judge Cui. Judge Cui stroked his beard, put on a gentle smile, and said, "Zheng Shaopeng, although we have detained you for three years in advance, the person you possess is either rich or noble, so we have not let you down. However, you still think it is not enough. You have reincarnated eight times in a year. Well, don't you modern people like to travel through time and space to ancient times? Since I have made a mistake first, I will send you to ancient times through time and space. What do you think? "
"Ancient times?" Zheng Shaopeng couldn't help but feel excited, "I only have two years to live. It is good to travel to ancient times. However, even if I only have two years to live, I won't have the chance to fight on the battlefield and enjoy the taste of being a hero. Well … I have to enjoy it. Two years … to be King Zhou? Emperor Yang of Sui? They are all very lucky. It is better to be Chongzhen. At that time, there will be Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, Red Lady, and Chen Yuanyuan. "
Judge Cui stroked his beard, slightly closed his eyes, and shook his head, saying, "Zheng Shaopeng, in this life, I will let you reincarnate to ancient times. I should find a suitable family for you. Let me ask you, do you know any medical skills? Such as craniotomy, development of western medicine, and other means of livelihood? "
Zheng Shaopeng only wanted to enjoy a few years. Hearing his words, he thought, "Is he expecting me to start my own business and become a divine doctor?" So he said with a smile, "No, if I have a headache or fever, I can go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. As for the ingredients of those medicines, who has nothing better to do than to remember them?
Besides, I can't remember those scientific names. As for craniotomy, don't make me laugh. Hua Tuo was a divine doctor in the world, but he was beheaded just because he said he would open Cao Cao's skull. Even if I know how to do it, I dare not go to ancient times to show off. People at that time were too ignorant. They didn't even believe in divine doctors. If I show off, I will be regarded as a devil and beaten to death. "
Hearing this, Judge Cui's face stiffened. He suppressed the anger in his heart and pretended to be amiable, "Practicing medicine to help people and being a national master of Xing Lin is glorious, but … I don't care. Let me ask you, do you know how to make gunpowder and develop modern weapons? Beheading generals and seizing flags, accomplishing great deeds, these are also the joys of life. "
Zheng Shaopeng sighed, "Gunpowder … I remember that it seems to use saltpeter, sulfur, and one more I can't remember. Could it be charcoal? As for the ratio, I can't even remember it. Nobel is an expert in explosives. Even when he was researching explosives, he lost an arm and a leg. Asking a dabbler like me to research this is like asking an old man to hang himself. Am I tired of living?
As for modern weapons … you can send me to the munitions factory to study for three to five years first. Besides, ancient iron is not up to standard. If I really make it, won't it explode? You can send me to learn how to mine, how to smelt steel, how to forge, and how to make machine tools for a few years. I don't think I'm good enough as a technician, but I should at least be an engineer. Besides, in modern industry, which of these processes can't be done by a small workshop? In ancient times, the entire society's productivity and technological strength couldn't keep up. If there were no dragons in the world, wouldn't that be nonsense? "
Ox-Head couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "How useless. How about something simple? How about the Wine Festival? Can you make glass? You can't be a godly doctor or a hero, but it's not bad to be a rich businessman. "
Zheng Shaopeng said, "Wine brewing … I don't know, but I know how to drink it. I think Red Star Erguotou is better than Maotai, and it doesn't go to the head … What are you staring at? Go and ask around. How many people know how to brew wine? Who doesn't work in that line of work? As for glass … I only know that it's made from sand. I don't know anything else.
Hey, what are you looking at? Even the workers in the glass factory only know one process, right? However, I do know that there's a type of glass called fiberglass and a type of glass called saccharified glass. They're used for special effects in movies. You might not know about them. Hmm … I wonder if these ideas can be invented by the craftsmen who make glazed tiles. "
Horse-Face pulled a long face, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He suppressed his anger and said, "You can't be a scholar, nor can you be a martial artist. You can't lift your hands, and you can't carry a load. What else can you do? All you have is this mouth … this mouth … Oh right, how about joining a family of officials? At least you know a lot about the system of modern society. Any one of them would be a great innovation and progress in ancient times. It's not bad to be a minister who can govern the country. "
Zheng Shaopeng curled his lips and said, "Brother Horse-Face, don't tell me you gave me this idea because you want to see me often?"
Horse-Face said in a daze, "What's wrong?"
Zheng Shaopeng said, "I don't remember much about the reforms in ancient times, but I remember there was one called Shang Yang who was quite supported by his master. This kid didn't make any big changes. He only encouraged farming and weaving, abolished the hereditary privileges of the nobles, and awarded honors according to military merits. In the end, he was strongly opposed by the entire ruling class and was dismembered.
Wang Anshi from the Song Dynasty was even worse. Didn't he just seek slight improvements on the original system? He wanted to promote the development of commerce, improve the combat effectiveness of the army, and improve the imperial examination system. In the end, he, a dignified prime minister and the emperor who supported him, still couldn't handle such small changes. He shouted for reforms from above, but the local officials didn't listen to him at all. He changed batch after batch, but it still didn't work. In the end, he went on strike twice and died of vexation.
You can say that these ideas are only slightly on the level of history. Great politicians like me, who don't know anything about the ancient system and the ruling class, want to talk nonsense about the modern system. Not to mention that it doesn't meet the needs of the development of productivity at that time, I'm afraid that once I talk about such advanced ideas, even the reformists like Shang Yang and Wang Anshi will become conservatives, and I will be dismembered. Alas, it's purely empty talk. Empty talk not only harms the country, but also harms oneself. "
Magistrate Cui stared at this non-stop trash with his eyes wide open. After a while, he said helplessly, "Then … at least you know the direction of history. You should know a little about who gained power and who lost power, right? Go and climb up a big tree, and you can live a stable and stable life. "
Zheng Shaopeng shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, no, that little bit of history I know is nothing. I do know that Qin Shi Huang will definitely rule the world, but you don't have any ability. Just because you said that he can rule the world, you must be loyal to him, and he will support you?
I know that there was a Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty, and there were Li Jing and Wei Zheng under him. As for Cheng Yaojin, I don't know if it really existed in history or in novels. In the Song Dynasty, there was Kou Zhun. Later on, I found out that he wasn't a poor old Xi 'er, and his family was quite rich. Loyal officials are loyal, but they are quite corrupt.
History is limited. What's more frightening is that if you rely on them as described in history books or storybooks, you won't even know how you died. I was a singer in my previous life, and I made a guest appearance in a historical TV series. According to the invited historian, there was a famous treacherous official in history, Yan Song. He had been the Grand Secretary for more than ten years, but the property he confiscated was less than a quarter of the property of Xu Jie, who had only been the Grand Secretary for six years. The two of them had the same starting line before they became officials.
Yan Song's wife was very strict with her son, and Yan Shifan was not the kind of character in the novels. When Old Yan dealt with political opponents, all he had to do was defeat them. But Xu Jie, Gao Gong, and the other Grand Secretaries were all beaten to death. It was just that those people died a good death, so the history writers did not dare to not give them some face. Who asked Yan Song to be beheaded? Sigh, history books can kill people. "
Magistrate Cui trembled all over, and his eyes were about to spit fire. After a long time, he asked in a trembling voice, "Then … then how about I send you to the end of the Song Dynasty or the end of the Yuan Dynasty? Find the Nine Yang Divine Skill or the Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords, and become a hero of the generation. "
Zheng Shaopeng sighed innocently, "When I read the book, I didn't seek to understand it, and Old Jin didn't draw a map in the book. Where am I going to find the Kunlun Mountains? I only remember that Zhang Wuji was chased by others, and then he fell down the cliff and found the Nine Yang Manual. I can't possibly carry a rope from cliff to cliff to look for it, can I? I think I'll either fall to my death due to the rope breaking, or be bitten to death by long worms and wild beasts. Even if I really find it, do you think it's a comic book? The highest level of martial arts secret manuals are like university courses. They certainly won't introduce the basic knowledge. Can I understand it? Even if I don't die from qigong deviation, I'll go crazy. "
He spoke eloquently, spittle flying everywhere, "Besides, who am I? It's easy to find Feng Qingyang, but will he teach me martial arts? This old guy has been hiding in the mountains for decades and hasn't accepted any disciples. When he was old, he accepted Linghu Chong. Do you really think he's so great? Who doesn't know that good things should not flow to outsiders? After all, he's a disciple of his Huashan Sect. He even inspected him for a long time. It's fine if I don't make friends with people from the martial arts world. Otherwise, if Feng Qingyang didn't accept me, I might have been abducted by Tian Boguang to become a perverted thief. "
Ox-Head was so angry that his nose was crooked. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're simply the world's number one trash. You're extremely shameless. You're a disgrace to modern people!"
Zheng Shaopeng was not ashamed but proud. He said proudly, "That's right. No matter how powerful the Manchurian Qing was, they were still assimilated by the Han people when they entered the Central Plains. A mere person went to the ancient times and still wants to change the world? Just be obediently assimilated by the ancient times. What's so great about modern people? In modern society, the disciplines were divided so finely, and the division of labor in society was so clear. A person was like a frog in a well. Other than himself, he only knew how everything was, but did not know why. Would it be useful in ancient times? As for modern thinking, it's simply a source of trouble when you get there. It's better not to have it. "
Judge Cui was also so angry that he fainted. He turned his head helplessly and asked Ox-Head, "Who in the ancient times could do nothing but eat and wait to die?"
Ox-Head replied proudly, "Marquis! An emperor has to worry about state affairs. It's best to be a marquis. He doesn't have to worry about anything. If he wants to worry, he'll get into trouble. Anyway, he's a relative of the emperor. He can just eat and wait to die. He's basically a sh * t-making machine, a vermin of society. It's the most suitable for him. "
Zheng Shaopeng listened and thought for a while, "Well, a marquis is also not bad. When he has nothing to do, he can lead a few dog servants to flirt with good women. As for being a fatuous emperor … It's good, but it's good to be scolded for thousands of years. It's good to be a marquis!"
Judge Cui smiled bitterly. Now he just wanted to ask this man to leave as soon as possible. However, it was not easy to cheat and send him to the ancient times. If he didn't want to live peacefully for two years and died again, it would be troublesome to cheat. So he straightened his face and said, "Okay, I'll send him to reincarnate and become a marquis. But you have to be a marquis for these two years. Don't make trouble for me anymore, otherwise … Humph! If I see you again, I'll immediately kick you back to the ancient times and make you a higher official than a marquis. "
Zheng Shaopeng heard this and asked with a bright face, "Do you want me to be the emperor?"
Judge Cui pulled a long face and said, "It's not time yet. If you dare to die and come back again, I'll invite you to be the emperor!"
Zheng Shaopeng shivered when he heard this and hurriedly said, "No, no, it's good to be a marquis. I … Uh, I'm content. Hey, I haven't finished. What are you two doing?"
Ox-head and Horse-face ignored him and flew out of the Netherworld Hall with him. They flew across the Bridge of Helplessness and into the vast sea of clouds.
* * *
The Six Paths of Reincarnation was a huge circular wheel that was three stories high. It was slowly rotating. The outer edge of the huge wheel was engraved with the words' Chakravarti Saint King '. On the wheel was the golden statue of the' Three Realms Buddha '. This Buddha had an ugly face and disheveled hair and fangs. He stood on the head of a turtle and bit the edge of the wheel. He hugged the huge wheel with his arms and bared his teeth, as if to say that even with his divine power, he couldn't change the' karma 'of his life.
Six rays of light shot out from the middle of the huge wheel and split the huge wheel into six parts. They were the Heavenly Dao, Human Dao, Asura Dao, Animal Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, and Hell Dao.
As expected, the fortress was the easiest to break through from the inside. Ox-head and Horse-face found an excuse to trick the ghost messenger who was guarding it. They immediately rushed to the Human Dao and took a closer look. They slowly turned back the second layer of time in the middle of the huge wheel. This was the wonder of the wheel of dharma. When the wheel of time was turned back, the third layer of identity wheel would also appear. The various identities of the society at that time would appear. Ox-head ghost messenger turned the third layer of dharma wheel to the position of the marquis.
Ox-head and Horse-face brought him to the human world to find a suitable person to possess the first eight times he cheated. This time, he reincarnated through the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Was this the Buddhist treasure that could decide one's fate?
Zheng Shaopeng found it interesting and couldn't help but run forward to take a look. When he saw that it was indeed fixed on the position of the marquis, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Unexpectedly, he was a spirit body, so was Ox-head and Horse-face. He ran forward impatiently and touched Ox-head's elbow. The time wheel moved slightly, but the three of them didn't notice it.
With a click, the Reincarnation Dharma Wheel stopped. The six rays of light that shot out from the wheel suddenly became golden and gradually condensed into a beam. The beam of light rotated and shone on Zheng Shaopeng's body. His body was penetrated by countless rays of light and was almost transparent. Immediately after, his feet had already left the ground. His entire body suddenly shrunk and was thrown into the golden light. In an instant, he disappeared.
The golden light stopped for a moment and dispersed into six rays of light. The Dharma Wheel slowly rotated again. Ox-head and Horse-face clapped and laughed. After laughing, Ox-head suddenly hesitated for a moment. He looked at Horse-face and said, "Ah ~ ~ ~, Brother."
"What's the matter, Brother Nian?"
"Brother Ma, do you remember who he just threw himself into?"
"This … Brother Nian, did you not remember?"
"Ah … It seems that we have made a mistake again … This time, we can't send him there personally. If he doesn't want to die, the person he has possessed has long died. His account in the Netherworld has been canceled. When that time comes, where can we go to capture his soul?"
Horse-face shrunk his neck. "This … Hmm … There is a census in the Netherworld now. It seems that those who are over a hundred years old will be recorded and monitored by the Netherworld. There shouldn't be anyone like Peng Zu who slipped through the net."
"That means …"
"Eh? What did he say? There's no proof. Who said that we sent him to another world? Hehehe, if a person who should die in two years really lives over a hundred years old, who can find out who did it? This kid is clearly a time smuggler. "
"Yes, yes, yes. Fellow Daoist, don't let me die. What does it have to do with us? Hahaha … Brother Ma, I got a jar of good wine yesterday. I'll treat you to a taste …"
As Ox-head and Horse-face spoke, they put their arms around each other's shoulders and walked out.
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