Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Gu Yi City
Hua Zheng still hadn't woken up from his meditative state. Chen Weizheng's conversation with Wen Jie and the others had also come to an end. He put Hua Zheng into the Finger Mover and bid farewell to the three of them. The three of them knew that Chen Weizheng had a large space, so they weren't surprised and bid him farewell.
Chen Weizheng disappeared into thin air. The Finger Mover arrived at Parrot Mountain in the northern part of Gu Yi City. It was a summer evening, and the setting sun was reflected in the horizon. Parrot Mountain was also smeared with its afterglow. Looking from the top of Parrot Mountain, the surrounding karst hills looked like stone conches that faced the sky. Some were big, some were small, some were high, and some were low. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows of the hills made it look like a three-dimensional landscape painting. The stone conches crisscrossed with crisscrossed paths and connected with the forest. A high-level road passed through the mountain peaks. This was the highway from Gu Yi City to the east of Liupan. It was connected to the southeast highway of Liupan and formed a comprehensive transportation network northwest of the Red River.
Chen Weizheng took out some metal spirits from the Finger Mover to replenish Hua Zheng's energy. The addition of these spirits had a great effect on Hua Zheng's cultivation. At the same time, it also allowed Hua Zheng to quickly achieve the goal of this cultivation and wake up from his meditative state.
Seeing his father sitting next to him reading a book, Hua Zheng looked around and knew that he was in his father's Finger Mover. He knew that his father had come all the way to Gu Yi City just for him. In his father's Finger Mover, he felt especially safe and comfortable. He knew that this was the legendary space, which was many times larger than his own storage bag.
"You're awake?" Chen Weizheng put down the book in his hand. This was a comprehensive guide to governance. Chen Weizheng did not want to find a way to govern a country from the current management system of each country. This was because the current management system of each country was very chaotic. The developed countries in the West were looking for the origin of nothingness, while the poor countries in the East were looking for a way to survive. Neither of these could give him much inspiration. What he needed was an era similar to the Han Dynasty, where the people were well-fed and well-fed, and everyone had their own duties. If not for the fact that the land was too concentrated at the end of the Han Dynasty and the influence of Buddhism, the Han Dynasty might have lasted for a while longer. Of course, Shin Myung Province was owned by the state, and Shin Myung Province's headcount system could solve some of the problems of the Han Dynasty. However, creating a perfect religion was the most important task at the moment.
"Dad, I think the effect of my meditation this time is very good. Is it because the environment in your space is especially suitable for people to cultivate?" Hua Zheng said.
"Do you still feel uneasy?" Chen Weizheng asked.
"Yes." Hua Zheng replied, "But I'm already able to control it and not be controlled by the other party."
"Let me tell you a story!" Chen Weizheng decided to tell Hua Zheng's story completely. It was time to let the child understand his situation. He was already fourteen years old and had skipped a grade to the third year of high school. He would be taking the college entrance exam next year. As the future ruler of a country, Hua Zheng had to study at the Imperial University of Shin Myung Province and not go out to study. Receiving too much foreign education was not a good thing. The saying "Handan learning to walk" referred to these people, and the best example was the Northeast's Third Fatty Jin.
Hua Zheng sat down beside his father. He knew that the main character of this story was definitely himself.
"It was the beginning of Chinese New Year in 2014. I saw you for the first time in the Chen Clan's ancestral hall. You hugged my neck and leaned on me, refusing to come down. Even your mother couldn't carry you away." Chen Weizheng reminisced about the scene back then. Hua Zheng had completely forgotten what happened back then. Hearing his father say this, he looked at him respectfully. He knew that he was able to enter the Chen Clan because of his father's guarantee. He also knew that his name came from this father. His fate with this father should be predestined.
When Chen Weizheng took Mr. Fang Zhen away and left most of his divine sense in Hua Zheng's mind, Hua Zheng found the reason why he had always been a child prodigy.
"Son, last year in Japan, you suddenly received a lot of knowledge. This knowledge did not come from Japan, but from this ancestor." Chen Weizheng said, "Mr. Fang Zhen studied abroad in Japan. Therefore, when you came to the place where he studied, part of his divine sense was opened. Because of this, you received a lot of knowledge. In this year, I know that you read a lot and have always wanted to find a complete system for the knowledge in your mind. However, because more of your divine sense was not opened, it was very difficult for you to complete your idea. Three days ago, when you passed by Parrot Mountain, you suddenly felt uneasy. That was because Parrot Mountain was where Mr. Fang Zhen was buried. It was also where you received his inheritance. I predict that you will receive the release of your divine sense again here. You have to be mentally prepared and accept it actively, not passively like you did in Japan. Try your best to inherit Mr. Fang Zhen's ideas to the greatest extent. You will not be in vain. "
Hua Zheng nodded and told Chen Weizheng that he had already made the necessary preparations. Mr. Fang Zhen was a sage that he respected greatly. If he could inherit his knowledge, he would be able to laugh proudly for the rest of his life.
Chen Weizheng told Hua Zheng that a hundred years had passed. Mr. Fang Zhen's ideas were outdated. When inheriting his knowledge, he had to be more dialectical. He did not want to accept all the dirt and sand.
Hua Zheng did not agree with his father's opinion. He felt that dialectical thinking was an extremely boring way of thinking. It could be either left or right. It would not allow people to develop stubborn beliefs. When it came to daily life, there would be no principles and no standards. When it came to the management of a country, there would be no right or left. There would never be a proper path. Mr. Fang Zhen's divine sense was the summary and conclusion of his predecessors. When inheriting it, he had to fully accept it. After accepting it, he had to combine it with the specific situation in Shin Myung Province and the actual situation a hundred years later. If he started screening it when inheriting it, he would only lose the original intention of inheriting it and waste his divine sense.
Chen Weizheng knew that he had received a complete political and ideological education in China. He was greatly influenced by dialectics. As a result, his thoughts often wandered left and right. He did not have any attainments. When he heard Hua Zheng's words, he realized that stubbornness and perseverance were more important than dialectics.
It was the same for the management of a country. Once a country's laws and regulations were formed, they had to be implemented forever. Even if times changed, they could only be improved through other laws and regulations. They could not be simply amended or abolished. Of course, they could not amend the constitution every three to five years. This would cause the people to be at a loss.
When he took Hua Zheng out of the Mobile Finger, the sky was already full of stars. The warm wind blew gently, and insects chirped and frogs sang. Chen Weizheng glanced at his watch. It was past nine. At this time, Hua Zheng's phone beeped. He looked at it and saw that it was his uncle and his mother, Liu Furong. He knew that they could not find him and were worried. Not daring to call back and get scolded, Hua Zheng sent a message to his uncle and mother. "I'm fine. I'm with dad. Don't worry." He immediately turned off his phone.
When Chen Weizheng saw Hua Zheng's reply, he smiled knowingly. Sometimes, a text message was much more useful than a phone call.
He brought Hua Zheng to Mr. Fang Zhen's tomb. This place had already been well renovated. Gu Yi City had become extremely rich a few years ago. One day, the Ministry of Culture suddenly woke up and thought that this place should be worth developing. Therefore, together with the Tourism Bureau, they specially allocated a sum of money to renovate the tomb. Not only did they renovate the tomb based on the original foundation, they also opened up a large square. The square was paved with marble, white jade railings, and terrazzo steps. In the middle of the square was a statue of Mr. Fang Zhen. He held a book in one hand and a fountain pen in the other. He gently tapped on the book with a contemplative expression. He wore an army general's uniform. He had a high nose and deep eyes, and his face was resolute. He was 80% similar to the Mr. Fang Zhen that Chen Weizheng had seen before. It seemed that the sculptor had put a lot of effort into organizing the information. When Mr. Fang Zhen was alive, he did not receive the title of general. Instead, he was posthumously awarded the title of general of the army. This set of clothes was made up by the sculptor.
While Chen Weizheng was still letting his imagination run wild, Hua Zheng was already sitting cross-legged in front of Mr. Fang Zhen's tomb. He had entered a state of mind.
Chen Weizheng did not dare to be negligent. He used the mobile screen to inspect Hua Zheng's surroundings. He was afraid that some inexplicable spirit body would disturb Hua Zheng. He distributed the Soul Summoning Banners that he had collected in various places. Then, he raised the Green Banner and placed it on the tombstone. He tried his best to give Hua Zheng a clean environment. Chen Weizheng was a little regretful. He should have called Old Jiang and Wen Jie over. With their help, those invisible Yin spirits would be easier to deal with. Or he could have accepted the inheritance during the day. There would not be so much trouble.
The screen saw that Chen Weizheng was in trouble and told Chen Weizheng that he had two choices. The first was to absorb Hua Zheng into the mobile finger and let him release it slowly. The effect would be slightly worse than releasing it in front of Mr. Fang Zhen's tomb, but at least it would be safer. The second choice was to absorb Hua Zheng into the mobile finger and quickly return to find Juada and Jiaozi. With Chen Weizheng's speed, it would only take a few seconds.
Chen Weizheng was dumbfounded. He did not think of such a simple thing!
After absorbing Hua Zheng, he flashed back to the pagoda in the palace of Shin Myung Province. Jiaozi was watching cartoons, Juada was writing, and Hua Wei and Hua Ju were reading and studying seriously. Without even saying a word, the four of them were absorbed into the mobile finger. Before they could react, they had arrived at Parrot Mountain.
After placing Hua Zheng in his original place, he told the four of them the situation. Juada looked at the place and knew that it was quite dangerous. He told Chen Weizheng that the four of them would be on guard for ten seconds and asked Chen Weizheng to call the three from Chen Village together.
Chen Weizheng did not say anything and flashed away. When he arrived in less than ten seconds, the situation was very serious.
Around Juada and the other three, there was a circle of spiritual bodies. This circle was not a powerful spiritual body, but behind the spiritual body circle, there were several powerful existences, hiding and preparing for the final blow. In front of Jiaozi, a seemingly powerful True Spirit Stage spiritual body was devouring Jiaozi. The others were on guard and did not dare to move.
Chen Weizheng released Chen Zhengquan and the other two. The three of them immediately saw the trouble in front of them. They quickly joined Juada's battle group.
The battle between spirits was very boring, because there was no concealment between the two parties. Once they fought, it was a blatant devouring. It was either I devoured you, or you devoured me.
Chen Weizheng saw that the spiritual body fighting with Jiaozi was equal in strength to Jiaozi. Although Jiaozi would not be devoured by it, it was not easy to devour the spiritual body. Although devouring the spiritual body would greatly increase their strength, it would take time for them to fuse. There were a lot of spiritual bodies outside, and it was impossible to give them so much time. It seemed that the spiritual bodies were preparing to deal with Juada and the others.
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