The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

Boss Zhang recorded all the contents of Daochang Chen's jade slips on a pile of blank jade slips and threw them directly to Master Han.

Master Han was also unambiguous. He didn't say hello and asked someone to carry the jade slip and left. When he returned to the newly rented courtyard, he directly asked his subordinates to lead the soldiers to find all the famous Taoist priests in Kyoto. After they studied day and night, , everyone was amazed.

"Wonderful, this formation was made by an immortal! What we have learned may not be as good as the superficial!"

"The painting method of this talisman is novel and has never been seen before! Just looking at this talisman makes me feel that it is extremely mysterious, it illuminates people, and makes me feel comfortable..."

When the Taoist priests saw such immortal things as jade slips, they began to flatter them without even practicing them. First, they practiced Taoism and had a heart for the Tao. Immortal fate was right in front of them. How could they not be excited! Second, this person is extremely powerful and cannot be offended.

Several Taoist priests with smiling faces and kind faces came around to flatter him. Suddenly, they took out a dagger from the fly whisk. They just showed the sharp blade and fell down before they could say "Death to the traitor".

Several men immediately stepped forward and carried the person away. The remaining Taoist priests looked at Mr. Han, who had a calm face, with a mixture of fear, fearlessness, hostility, indifference, and flattery in their eyes.

Someone just raised his hand slightly, and the Taoist priest's eyes focused on Master Han, who was wearing a green official robe.

Mr. Han's slender body stood upright. Seeing some wrinkles on his sleeves, he shook them slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the crowd and said solemnly: "I have come to discuss important matters with you."

All the Taoist priests glanced at each other. An old Taoist with pale hair and kind eyes shook his fly whisk and said, "Junior Han, what's the matter?"

"Everyone, can ordinary people master these formations, talismans, and spells within half a year?"

Hearing Mr. Han's question, the kind-eyed old man lowered his eyes, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The formation mainly relies on the use of external force. It can be learned in seven days as fast as it takes, and it can be learned in seven or seven forty-nine days as slow as possible. If you want to be proficient, you need to For months.”

"As for those who use talismans to give orders and summon ghosts and gods, they need to have a very deep level of cultivation. Taoist magic methods are profound, and you need the guidance of an enlightened master to understand their principles and their meanings, which can take at least several years or even decades. It’s manageable.”

"If it takes half a year, those with excellent qualifications may be able to figure out the way and practice some minor Taoist techniques. It will take at least two or three years to practice such talismans."

"What Senior Brother Huang said is true. I have been practicing Taoism for more than ten years, and I feel that this talisman is profound and wonderful. If we have to practice it within half a year, we can probably master three or five of them."

"The poor Taoist's understanding and practice are not as good as those of the two Taoist brothers. He can learn about three techniques in half a year!"

"The qualifications of a poor Taoist are limited. If you can master just one skill, that's the limit."

"This is the same for poor people!"

The remaining Taoist priests all said: "The same is true for poor Taoists!"

Master Han nodded slightly and said indifferently: "You can learn one or more of them. I want you to teach these formations and talisman spells to various Taoist temples. They must draw more talismans within half a year and transfer the formations." Grant it to the common people and the military so that they can master at least one formation."

All the Taoist priests were confused when they heard this. Why did they go to such great lengths to learn this Taoist technique? Coupled with the immortal jade slips, the frequent mobilization of the army in the past year and a half, and the emperor's tacit approval, bad guesses suddenly appeared in everyone's minds. This terrible guess made them worried, and a Taoist priest asked.

"Jushi Han, what is going to happen?"

Master Han glanced at everyone indifferently, and the corners of his mouth were raised into a curve that seemed to be a smile, which was a bit evil. His tone was unreasonable, "Just do as you are told!"

"I will give you two months. Once the time is up, I will send someone to take you to teach Taoism!"

Master Han's avoidance made the Taoist priests' expressions calm down.

"You can stay here and study Taoism with peace of mind! If you have anything to do with Du Tao, I will send someone to inform the people in the Taoist temples that you are staying here."

"Du Tao."

The man with a solemn expression behind Lord Han took a step forward.

"I'll leave this to you."

"Yes!"

Mr. Han stepped out, returned to the study, took the official document from the puppet's hand, and immersed himself in handling official duties.

Ignoring the insinuations or scolding him for his treacherous ministers, overwhelming power, and disregard for imperial power, he looked at the baggage of food and grass, carefully checked it and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, then he wrote to approve it, stamped it with his official seal, and then He took Boss Zhang's big seal and stamped it on it.

Frequent mobilization of the army consumes the most supplies. The money provided by the court is not enough to fill the gap between teeth. Master Han has no choice but to recruit the soldiers of the army to open up wasteland, plant some high-yielding crops, raise chickens and ducks to supplement protein, etc.

Despite this, military supplies still could not keep up, and in the end it was Mr. Han who extended an olive branch on behalf of Zhang, the richest man.

Mr. Han understood that the richest man Zhang was greedy for money, so he asked the army to contract all construction projects such as the opening of mountains, mines and factories for Ruyi Industry, escort tasks such as silk and textiles, and physical labor such as farming and harvesting crops. It was meaningful, lest anyone feel that I made a huge loss.

Seeing the meaning of evasion in the official document, Mr. Han without thinking took up a pen and wrote a few bold and heavy characters on the blank rice paper, folded the letter and stuffed it into the envelope, waved to a subordinate to send it out, and took a copy. I continued to read the official document.

After watching the official business for two hours, it was almost evening. After having the dinner inspected by the puppet, Mr. Han went for a walk in the back garden to eat.

During this period, there was a sound of breaking wind, and a sharp cold light shot towards his head, but he calmly turned a blind eye and continued walking. He saw the puppet reaching out to catch the arrow, and the guards behind Mr. Han were already heading in the direction of the arrow.

Just a moment later, another dozen or so sharp arrows were shot, and at this time, only the puppet was left beside Master Han. The puppet raised its head numbly, and the pear blossom needles shot out in groups, and there was suddenly no movement around him.

The evening breeze brought with it a hint of coolness due to heatstroke. Mr. Han found a lounge chair and lay down. He raised his eyes and looked forward, admiring the pond full of lotus flowers swaying slightly in front of him.

Master Han picked up the health tea that the puppet had brewed with spiritual spring water, used the tea lid to remove the foam, and took a sip before drinking.

After drinking, he handed the tea cup to the puppet and commented: "The tea is too hot. The tea leaves have been brewed for a long time. The aroma is less and more bitter. Please be careful next time."

"Yes." The puppet machine responded.

Mr. Han was lying on the recliner with his eyes closed and dozing off. There was a faint fragrance of lotus on the tip of his nose, and the breeze blew. He suddenly called out softly, "Xiao Zhang."

There was light in the puppet's eyes, and he turned to look at Mr. Han, his tone a little irritable, "Is something wrong?"

"Give me a shoulder squeeze."

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppet's fist made a clearly audible clicking sound.

"I am tired."

The clicking sound paused, and the puppet was silent for a moment, then walked over and squeezed his shoulders.

"Move to the left. Well, that's it! Be gentle, and a little gentler! Go a little to the right..."

"If you keep forcing me to sink you into the pond!"

Master Han finally became silent.

The puppet sighed, "Why don't you tell them? You have to carry it alone. The little first- and sixth-grade official Wailang controls the government and controls the wind and rain. The emperor is like a puppet, emptying the treasury, playing tricks on the army, and making people sleep and eat in panic. Uneasy."

"Threats in the open and in the dark, poisoning, assassination, censor's death remonstrance, two-pole confrontation, the prince raising an army, you look like you are living like an emperor! Even if you have a meal, I have to test your poison for you, if I hadn't been here , you would have died hundreds of times!"

If it weren't for the fact that I, Penglai Medicine, had a long-standing reputation and a wide network of contacts, and that the richest man, Mr. Zhang, was kind-hearted and had a lot of money to win the support of the people, my Ruyi Industry would have been bankrupted by you. "

The puppet's tone increased at the end, and he raised his hand to hit his shoulder.

"If you tell me about this, either they are crazy or I am crazy."

Master Han rubbed the painful shoulder and continued: "If the enemy is too strong to be defeated, it will only plunge people into an abyss of panic."

"Even if you tell them three days in advance that it is better not to believe it, if they believe it, they will indulge themselves and release the evil in their hearts. Official regulations and moral etiquette will no longer be the shackles that bind human nature. When the time comes, they will burn, kill, loot and plunder wantonly, and the world will There will be chaos.”

"Before the enemy arrives, our own people will fall first."

The puppet was silent. In fact, no matter how noisy they were, it would not affect the result. In the end, it was up to the main body and Li Wuji, but seeing them working so hard, he was under great pressure, and the puppet's eyes were complicated.

"I want to run away." The leader of the protagonist group took the lead in retreating.

Mr. Han closed his eyes and said softly "Hmm".

The puppet pursed his lips and looked at him as if it had nothing to do with him. He suddenly felt sulky and asked, "How about you try to persuade me?"

"What do I advise you to do? You're so stupid. If you have the time, why not take a look at this lotus pond? It'll be eye-catching."

The puppet jumped in anger and pulled him to sink into the pond.

Of course Mr. Han refused. His body felt like it was lying on a recliner, and he couldn't get up no matter how hard he pulled it up.