The scholar spoke passionately, but Pan Long just wanted to laugh.

He suddenly remembered a famous joke in his previous life.

Question: How to put the elephant in the refrigerator?

Answer: Open the refrigerator, put the elephant in, and close the refrigerator.

What? You said, "The refrigerator is so small and the elephant is so big, how can an elephant be put into the refrigerator?"

My friend, you only asked what to do, but you didn’t ask if you could do it…

The scholar's statement is similar to that joke.

Everyone knows that to intimidate the world, you must kill a few big figures with weight. Even if you can't kill the Confucian sage Bi Lingkong, you must at least kill a giant Mo family, or Taiyijun from the Yin and Yang family... and so on.

However, let alone where to find these people, even if they are found, it may not be necessary for whoever kills them!

For example, although the previous giants of the Mo family were dead, the contemporary giants held the Tianyu Divine Sword and still had the power to compete with the demons, gods, immortals and Buddhas. Not to mention that since the Mo family started the last time, they probably have gathered together now. To fight, they are just fighting a group.

If you want to annihilate the masters of the Mo family, you may have to dispatch the entire Tianji Camp to do so.

But even if the Tianji Camp is all dispatched, it is impossible to gather together. If the power is dispersed, even if the overlord general, Emperor Xiang You, the people from the Mo family will probably be able to escape.

...In fact, if you really meet Emperor Xiang You, the possibility of both parties drinking tea and chatting is probably greater than the possibility of starting a fight.

Thinking of this, Pan Long couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "What a scholar thinks!"

The two maids who were waiting for orders outside the room at any time heard the sound coming from inside the room and looked at each other in confusion.

Without Pan Long's ability, they naturally could not hear the sound coming from the banquet hall, and of course they could not understand Pan Long's words.

But this does not prevent them from working hard.

They quickly brought clean water and fragrant soup to Pan Long and served him to wash his face and hands. Then they originally wanted to ask him to take a shower and change his clothes, but Pan Long refused.

Of course he knew that taking a shower and changing clothes when he got home was a routine for wealthy families, but he was really not used to this.

The maids did not force him and asked him if he was preparing for meals.

It was still early in the evening, and Pan Long had no habit of eating six or seven meals a day, so the maids brought fruit.

Those fruits are full of spiritual energy, and are all cultivated in the Cave Heaven and Blessing Environment, which is quite similar to the big peaches in the Suita Mountain Peach Forest.

Of course, they cannot wash hair and marrow and improve their qualifications like the fairy peach that only bears fruit every sixty years. However, if they can be eaten for a long time, it will nourish the body and replenish vital energy, which is also very beneficial.

Such a good product is just an ordinary fruit used to treat guests in Cangyuan Mansion. The treatment of this mere fifth-rank censor is obviously far beyond the level of his official position.

Pan Long ate a fruit and felt the fragrance was fragrant. He was very impressed and curiously asked about the origin of the fruit.

But the maids didn't know either. They only knew that there were this fruit, and there were a lot of it.

"Then do you usually eat this?" Pan Long asked.

The two maids shook their heads together: "This is something for guests, we must not use it well."

“Try it, it tastes really good.”

So the maids ate one each, but just smiled calmly. It seemed that they had eaten these fruits more than once in the past.

Pan Long nodded slightly in his heart and had a rough impression of Cang Yuan.

This person has a gentle personality and lacks the domineering attitude to control everything. However, he treats people well. Even servants in the mansion can often get some benefits.

But even so, he is not the kind of person who is neither big nor small, and does not take the ranks seriously at all. He still pays attention to rules and order.

It should be quite easy to get along with such people, right?

After eating the fruit, Pan Long took the book from the bookshelf in the house to pass the time.

This is a book introducing the study of divination. The content is quite interesting. The divination process is completed through the arrangement and calculation of numbers.

But Pan Long knew at a glance that it was pure nonsense, just the kind of superstition of ignorant people's knowledge of mathematics.

The divination of the supernatural people is essentially to use their own inspiration to sense the flow of the world and to spy on their destiny. Strictly speaking, divination does not require any special requirements or necessary rituals. Those cumbersome and complex rituals are often intended to give the performer a psychological hint so that they can better concentrate and activate their own spirituality.

Therefore, these rituals generally pay attention to "feeling without thinking" - divination requires not thinking and inferring wisdom, but spirituality to sense fate. Anyone who makes a bunch of numbers is basically a liar, and it is nothing more than someone who deceives himself and someone who deceives others.

But it is undeniable that this kind of "calculation" of divine and magic seems to be quite interesting.

As Pan Long looked at it, he took some yarrow from the bookshelf and according to what the book said, he started a divination.

The hexagram is very interesting, which means the thunder and fire are abundant. This hexagram means that you will be valued by your superiors, but you need to be humble and cautious, and you should not be complacent and be as careful as you judge a case - in general, it looks good.

"Congratulations to the guests, this hexagram is quite auspicious." A maid said with a smile, "A gentleman gets a prosperous hexagram, which means he has a strong fortune. As long as he is careful and self-reliant, he will definitely be free of blame. Although it is not a good fortune, it is also a sign of good fortune."

Pan Long smiled and put away the yarrow.

The maids in Cangyuan’s mansion know how to count. In terms of level, I’m afraid they are more clever than those fortune tellers on the street!

While he was talking, footsteps came from outside, but Cang Yuan had already finished the banquet and came to visit Pan Long.

"Young Master Pan, Cang was rude just now!" As soon as we met, Cang Yuan apologized first, "Now everything is in trouble, and we often have no skills in our clones. I hope to forgive the negligence!"

Pan Long shook his head: "It's okay, I really need some washing. I haven't thanked me for being invited by Censor Cang to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Viewing Meeting."

He was polite and Cang Yuan was polite, so he naturally had no conflicts with each other and got along very harmoniously.

After a few chats between the two sides, a middle-aged scholar who was with Cang Yuan asked Pan Long about his views on the current situation.

"The current situation?" Pan Long took a brief consideration and said, "I think the most important thing about the current situation is reform."

Cang Yuan was slightly stunned and asked, "The previous period of the Chinese philosophers and Hundred Schools of China caused rebellion. King Wucheng was seriously injured, and the court officials and the people were seriously injured. Now everyone is talking about purging the world's customs and hunting down the madmen of Hundred Schools. Why did the young hero say that the most important thing is reform?"

"Because I can't catch all the schools of thought." Pan Long did not give face to the Daxia court at all. "If I can catch them, I should certainly kill people to establish my authority. But after so long, the court has not even found the shadow of the various schools of thought. People may have gone to a foreign country outside of Daxia. In this case, instead of wasting manpower and material resources and doing useless things, it is better to record this account and pick up the reforms first."

He smiled and said, "After all, people can only do what they can do, right?"

Cang Yuan frowned, thinking.

The middle-aged scholar smiled: "Young Xia Pan is indeed a genius who can become a real person at the age of twenty-four. This statement is exactly the same as Mr. Guodong's statement!"

"Mr. Guodong? Could it be the Marquis of Yangzhou?"

"That's right. A few days ago, Mr. Guodong wrote to the court and made a big statement. His statement is quite similar to what you said just now."

Pan Long smiled. He didn't expect that his thoughts would coincide with the Yangzhou Marquis whose name was spread all over the world.

"It's just that Mr. Guodong's statement was opposed by many people. The court is still arguing about this matter, and there is no result yet." Cang Yuan sighed, "I also understand that your statement makes sense. But if you let go of the matters of pursuing all schools of thought, where is the majesty of the court?"

Pan Long didn't say anything, he just mentioned it casually, and did not intend to serve as a counselor to Cang Yuan and even Emperor Luonan.

To put it to the extreme, the Daxia court itself made a fool of itself and even killed itself, which was very in line with his interests. Why did he need to help?

Cang Yuan thought for a while, sighed, and said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, he asked Pan Long to have dinner together, but Pan Long refused.

"When I was in the North, I heard that Zhongzhou is prosperous, but I never had the chance to see it." Pan Long said with a smile, "Now I am in Zhongzhou, I live at the foot of the emperor. I always feel itchy when I don't go to the street market."

Cang Yuan also smiled: "Since that's the case, the young man can act at will. Whenever he comes back, the waiter will be arranged to wait in the room. He should wash and eat, and he can ask the servants to do it at any time. Don't be polite."

A moment later, Pan Long walked out of the Censor's Mansion and wandered around the streets of Nanxia City.

Nanxia City is not very large in scale, much smaller than Guangling City, the capital of Yangzhou. However, the prosperity on the market is no less than Yangzhou.

The previous chaos did not affect this place - the people in the green forest are not fools. Even if they want to make trouble, they will be far away from God. How could they come to their door by themselves?

Pan Long walked on the street and saw that the shops were quite lively, so he couldn't help but nod.

(If Kyushu can be like Nanxia City in various places, it would be a peaceful and prosperous era!)

He also noticed that many of the pedestrians on the street were wearing special waist signs.

He has also seen that waist card, which is the identity symbol of the Daxia officials.

According to the laws of the Daxia, when officials travel, they must hang their waist signs that can prove their identity in a place where they can be seen at a glance, otherwise they will be "lost their etiquette" and their salary will be deducted.

In addition to officials, ordinary people can naturally wear waist tags. However, they are not allowed to wear the same style as the official waist tag. If they are impersonated, they must be punished according to the crime of "impersonating an official". If they are requested, they will be fined and in prison.

Anyway, Pan Long has never seen anyone other than an official wearing such a waist-baring brand in recent years.

Therefore, the waist card has become a symbol of official status, and can be used as a certificate when the situation is urgent.

Before, Cang Yuan had handed his Censor's waist card to Pan Long, asking him to use this as a proof to get help from the government when eliminating the bandits that harass the city.

Afterwards, Pan Long naturally returned the badge - but did not return it to Cang Yuan himself, but instead found a yamen and handed it over to the officials of the yamen.

Judging from the letter Cang Yuan wrote to him later, the official had returned the waist card, and nothing unexpected happened.

At this moment, among the pedestrians on the street, there was often one of the more than ten people wearing official waist cards, and the number was quite amazing.

For example, in the bookstore where Pan Long is wandering, there are two of the six customers in the store wearing waist-tags.

With Pan Long's eyesight, he could see clearly his identity on the waist card, but he was two Hanlin bachelors.

Among the civil officials of the Daxia court, "Hanlin Bachelors" was a very special group. Most of them were not of high rank in terms of grades. However, because they often saw the emperor and had the power to directly submit memorials to the imperial study room, these Hanlin Bachelors had a good status in the court.

It is not easy to be a Hanlin bachelor. Only by passing the imperial examination and entering the top three can one be qualified to be a bachelor's degree. If you do not have this status, no matter what credit or qualifications you have, you can only be another official. Even if you barely enter the Hanlin Academy, you will not be able to entitle the word "bachelor" in your official position.

Therefore, there may be parallel products in the Hanlin Academy, but the Hanlin Bachelor must have at least one extremely powerful specialty and can be called an extremely outstanding person in the world.

Pan Long didn't expect that he just wandered on the street and actually met two talented men.

There is obviously a primary and secondary between these two talented men. A young man in his early twenties looks a little restrained, while a man who looks nearly thirty years old and slightly fat is obviously the main brain among the two.

He smiled and said, "Brother Zimian, you are a newcomer. You should walk around the street market more often when you have time. Don't always go to the bookstore."

The young man said a little embarrassedly: "I like reading, but I don't like socializing."

"Your habit is excellent in learning. But being an official is not that suitable." said the fat man, "In life, all kinds of social engagements are always inevitable. I don't want you to have fun with others every day, but there are many social engagements in the officialdom and cannot be avoided."

"But I haven't encountered many social engagements after so many days..."

"That's because you're in the Hanlin Academy." The fat man smiled, "Most of our Hanlin Academy are scholars, scholars, and everyone is of the same type of people. For us, reading and writing articles are the most pleasant things. Two or three friends gather together, drink some wine, talk about poetry, or discuss major events in the world. This is our social engagement."

He saw the young man nodding repeatedly, sighed, and said, "But you will never stay in the Hanlin Academy all your life! Do you want to be an old bachelor's degree like me?"

"Brother Zhang is only 32 years old this year, so how can he be called old!"
Chapter completed!