then Li Sao

In the city of death in vain, two ghost messengers led Luo Ping towards the hall of life, surrounded by white mist, except for the road under his feet, he couldn't see clearly anywhere.Different from the hustle and bustle of the world, there is really no anger in this underworld.

Luo Ping looked back several times, but his eyes were covered by the mist, and he could no longer see the glazed palace tiles and the glory of his previous life that made him miss him.

"Hey..." With a long sigh, Luo Ping asked the ghost messenger next to him, "Brother, I have something to ask, I don't know if I can tell you."

The two ghost messengers glanced at each other, quite surprised.

This is the city of death in vain. The people who came here usually died of injustice and anger. After death, the three souls and seven souls were mostly washed away by their own resentment and left behind in the world, so that their souls were incomplete.It is rare for a person like this person to be so calm and composed, and even treat the ghost messenger who claims his soul so courteously.

One of the ghost guards glared at him with blood-red eyes: "What do you want to say? My ugly words are up front. Now that you are here, it is absolutely impossible for you to pay back. Even if you have any last words, you can't convey them back."

"I know." Luo Ping nodded, "The previous life has passed away, so it's useless to talk about it. I just want to ask... that..."

He narrowed his brows slightly, as if a little embarrassed, his half-closed eyes actually added a touch of aura to that ordinary appearance, and aroused the curiosity of the two ghosts: "Say something quickly! Don't hold back!" Hemming and hawing!"

"Since that's the case, I'll just say it straight." Luo Ping took a deep breath, "Excuse me, is there any official vacancy in this underworld?"

"Huh?" The two ghost guards were taken aback, what is this man doing?The first thing after death is to ask for an official?

Luo Ping went on to say: "That's right, I'm eloquent, upright, and quick-witted. I've read sage books all my life, and I've been chosen as an official by the emperor of the world. I have a lot of experience, so I want to seek an official in your mansion." half-time..."

The red-eyed ghost officer immediately interrupted him: "If it's true as you said, how did you end up in this city of death? Hmph, in my opinion, you must be a corrupt official in this life, and you will eventually get retribution and die in vain. " Speaking of which, he looked Luo Ping up and down, saw the thin clothes and thin body, frowned and muttered, "But...you are not as fat-headed as those corrupt officials."

Luo Ping did not argue, and said with a light smile: "As an official, you will judge by future generations. I don't want to be famous forever, I just make a living from it. If there is any vacancy in your mansion, no matter how big or small the official position is, I am willing to accept it." To do it, I don’t know who is in charge of the distribution of officials here, can I go to see it?”

Another ghost messenger couldn't help interjecting: "You, you, don't you want to be reincarnated, reincarnated, and reincarnated? What's so good about this place? It's not as good as the world."

After patiently listening to the stuttering ghost messenger, Luo Ping replied: "After reincarnation, I will not be who I am now. What is there to be happy or not? Doing what you want is not the same everywhere?"

"You still have a wish, don't you?" the ghost messenger asked him, his red eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

"That's right. Luo Ping has not done enough to be an official in this life..."

"Really, really an official, an official fan!" The stuttering ghost scolded.

When he came to the Palace of Rebirth, the red-eyed ghost guard said: "The chief judge of the City of Death is here. If you have anything to say, just ask him."

Luo Ping smiled back: "I am very grateful to have Lao Lao to lead the way."

Stepping into the main hall, both sides are full of high-ranking Rakshasas. Under the scrutiny of sarcasm or disdain, Luo Ping is neither humble nor overbearing. He walks into the hall and bows in salute: "My dear Ding Maonian's new dead ghost, the name is..."

"Luoping." A voice came from the top position, as if making a statement, but also as if calling him.

Luo Ping raised his head, and saw that the chief judge had stepped off the high platform and came to him.

After seeing his appearance clearly, Luo Ping was a little dazed for a while.

——The flying eyebrows and eyes are too similar to that person.

It's just that the chief judge looks older, and his eyes are more serious, but for some reason, he can see the shadow of that person from him.

"Luo Ping." The judge called again.

Only then did Luo Ping come to his senses, and he answered yes.

"Come with me." After saying that, the high judge turned and left the hall.

The Rakshasa in the main hall were discussing a lot, guessing who this new ghost was, so that the chief judge paid so much attention to it.

Luo Ping didn't know, so he had no choice but to follow, thinking in his heart, how to ask this great judge for an official position in the underworld when he finds an opportunity later.

Passing through the main hall and the side corridors, they came to an inconspicuous side room. The chief judge shunned other ghosts, closed the door of the side room, and sighed: "Luoping, you don't recognize this hall, but this hall has already passed away." I heard two people tell about your deeds."

Now Luo Ping was flattered: "Why did His Highness say that? Who are those two people?"

The judge said: "Chengwu Emperor Zhou Yu, Chengjing Emperor Zhou Heng."

Luo Ping was speechless.

These two are the two generations of emperors he assisted during his lifetime.

Could it be that after the two emperors died, they still went to the high judge to chew his tongue?

What should I do?If they said something bad, his career in Hades would not be smooth sailing.

It's just that the deceased is gone, why should the chief judge care so much about his old affairs with those two emperors?

Seeing his bewildered face, the chief judge snorted coldly: "At the beginning, I raised my army recklessly, and spent half my life as a soldier to conquer the world of great inheritance. How could I have thought that these descendants would be so ineffective. After five generations, the Great Cheng Dynasty will be defeated."

Luo Ping was startled, and he realized it immediately, knelt down on both knees, and bowed deeply, which was an out-and-out salute:

"Chen Luoping, pay homage to Emperor Gaozu."

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No wonder he is so similar to that person, the flesh and blood of the Zhou family all have such aggressive eyebrows and eyes.

"Get up, you and I are not monarchs and ministers, these mortal etiquettes are all exempted."

Luo Ping stood up and straightened his clothes to hide his anxiety.

"Do you know what my two princes and grandsons said about you?"

"Luo Ping doesn't know."

"They said that you are a man of extraordinary talent and wisdom, but you are too chasing after fame and fortune, and you can't let go of the word power."

Luo Ping blushed: "Official career is my family's dream for generations, and my father gave me the word 'Mu Quan', which is just an order."

"Hmph, Mu Quan... How much power do you need to be satisfied? Do you dare to have the imperial power of my Zhou family?"

"Luo Ping dare not!"

"You don't dare, if you don't dare, how will you be thrown into the prison without amnesty, and you will end up in a miserable death!"

Luo Ping froze for a moment, raised his head and looked deeply at the chief judge, and said seriously: "The world is not clear about the right and wrong of this matter, so could it be that His Highness also can't see clearly?"

Unexpectedly, there would be such a confrontation. The chief judge squinted his eyes and examined him. After a long confrontation, he finally smiled: "Well, Luo Ping, this palace has really troubled our brains."

"What does your highness say?"

"I heard that you want to seek an official here? You have tossed my Zhou family's world in the world for so long, do you still want to continue to toss the dead city of this hall after you die?" She gave him a serious look, not daring to say anything.

When Emperor Gaozu passed away, he was nearly fifty years old, and he was already majestic and majestic, but now with the chill of the underworld, people dare not look at him closely.However, this will not obliterate Luo Ping's ambition.

"His Royal Highness is very powerful, it seems that he has already known Luo Ping's intentions. Luo Ping does not want to be reincarnated, but only wants to find an official position here, to be loyal to His Highness and the city of vain death."

"Oh? From your point of view, what else in this dead city needs your loyalty?"

Luo Ping had just arrived here, and he hadn't run all over the place yet, so it was inevitable that the chief judge would make things difficult for him when he asked him this.After thinking for a while, he answered carefully: "Luo Ping is new here, so I dare not judge rashly, but I have a few words to say as far as the two ghost messengers who brought me here just now are concerned."

"You said."

"One of them has a straight face, he is thoughtful when speaking to others, his red eyes are very sharp, and he knows how to read words and expressions. Such a person is a little inferior to be used as a soul searcher. If he is ordered to help the judges with the tedious affairs, it should be more effective. The other He is not articulate, and there seems to be dissatisfaction with the dead city when he speaks..."

The Grand Judge asked, "Do you think he is unavailable?"

Luo Ping pondered for a while, and said: "Not necessarily. May I ask the chief judge, is there a theory of hell in the underworld?"

The chief judge nodded: "Although there are not as many hells as there are [-] levels as rumored in the world, there are indeed several hells where evil spirits are punished. There are iron trees, evil realms, and blood pools."

"That's easy to do. You can send that stuttering Suo Hun officer to work in Tongue Pulling Hell. Since he is inconvenient to speak, he will not be able to bear the ridicule and sarcasm of ordinary people. In that place where everyone can't speak, he will live peacefully." Second, the resentment in his heart can be restrained by punishment, so at least he will not do evil for no reason."

He was dressed in thin clothes, with a haggard appearance, obviously he died very desolate, but now he can talk calmly and eloquently. The judge looked at him and suddenly smiled, his face that seemed to be frozen with ice showed warmth: "Luo Ping You are really not simple, you just put on the hat of improper employment for this palace, you really are a worthy minister."

Luo Ping bowed and bowed: "I dare not do it."

Looking up again, a stack of paper flashed in front of Luo Ping's eyes. He saw that the ink was still wet on it, and he saw his own name: "This is?"

"This is your birth, old age, sickness and death in this life."

Luo Ping couldn't help being stunned: "Did Luo Ping record everything in these few pieces of paper in this life?"

"Yes."

Luo Ping couldn't help laughing.In his life, he has gone through three generations of the Zhou family's courts, ups and downs, until the officials worshiped the ministers, turned their hands into clouds and turned their hands into rain, in the end, it was nothing more than a few sheets of thin paper.

"Hehe, what joy is there in life, and why bother in death? The ancients never deceived me." Luo Ping sighed with a smile.

"Luo Ping, are you willing?" the chief judge asked him.

"I'm not reconciled, of course I'm not. Luo Ping is in his prime, he hasn't enjoyed enough glory and wealth, he hasn't tasted all the sweetness of power, and he is really not reconciled to go through this life in vain."

"Have you ever thought that you are too greedy?"

"I thought about it, I lost my life, why didn't I think about it..." Luo Ping smiled, "But is it still useful for me to repent now?"

The chief judge folded his sleeves and said quietly: "What if I make you do it all over again?"

Luo Ping was startled: "Do it all over again?"

"Yes, this hall can give you this opportunity. You have been a fan of officials all your life, saying that you are greedy for power and wealth, but you have not seen any benefits from your greed. Instead, you have been greedy for my Zhou family's prosperity. This hall wants to know , if you do it all over again, what would you do? Would you still devote yourself to Dacheng's world?"

How would I... how?

Luo Ping stretched out his palm, the palm print on his left hand was short and broken, the fortune teller once said it was a sign of unlucky fate, he gave the man a few pennies, but the man changed his words and said it was a sign of wealth.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. In his life, he was rich and poor...

He said: "If I do it all over again, I will still assist the King of Dacheng until he no longer needs me."

The judge said: "Okay, if you can keep my descendants of the Zhou family stable in the country this time, our hall will let you enter the city of vain death as a chancellor after death, and stand above all ghosts; but if you fail to do so, then this hall It will let you go to the endless hell, and you will never be reborn forever."

Luo Ping smiled bitterly: "Since that's the case, it seems that I have no way out."

Clenching his hands stained with countless sins, Luo Ping silently made an oath in his heart——

I will assist the King of Dacheng until he no longer needs me.

Only this time, I won't take a wrong step and ruin myself and the person in charge of the country.

The Grand Inquisitor burned the paper in his hand with a smoldering candle.

Luo Ping, our hall will not hesitate to give you a chance to be reborn, as long as you promise.

Luo Ping solemnly promised: the Zhou family will last for a long time, and you will protect me for a long time.

Spring is fine.

How long has it been since I smelled such a warm smell?

The aroma of wine penetrated into every corner of the body, mixed with the bookish atmosphere brought by the breeze.When he was about to wake up, Luo Ping saw an all-too-familiar scene in front of him.

This is... the lotus pond of the Hanlin Academy.

Looking around, and looking at the clothes on his body, Luo Ping couldn't help but realize——

It turned out that he actually went back to the year when he just passed the degree, the [-]st year of Xuantong.

This year, he was a proud champion.

The emperor loved him very much when he was only 17 years old. In the palace examination, he praised him as "intelligent, brilliant, worthy of the title of Jiangnan genius, and he has the style of ancient celebrities", and awarded him on the spot as a scholar of the Imperial Academy. , an official from the sixth rank.

This situation is exactly the spring feast held by the Holy Majesty for these new officials.

A faint smile appeared on Luo Ping's lips.

He is back.

He also doesn't know how many people will change their destiny in this "restart", or that nothing will be changed.

……

"Master Luo, congratulations on your success in officialdom, come here, I, Li Yuanfeng, will toast you!"

"Bachelor Li is too serious, and I will have to rely on Master Li to teach me a lot in the future."

Turning around and smiling, Luo Ping picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth, the spicy sweetness made him turn the world upside down.

That's all, life is like a dream, how can I care so much.

This spring scenery was bought by him with a lifetime of commitment, if he didn't appreciate it, it would be a waste of money.

Change the cup.

Luo Ping remembered how much he hated such flirting at the beginning, and he was unwilling to even say a word of flattery to his boss, so that he was nicknamed "frivolous child" when he first entered the officialdom.

Now, he is accustomed to this style of work, and even that fake smile can be very sincere.

While busy drinking and laughing around, Luo Ping sorted out those past life memories.

That was a huge man, who was executed by Emperor Chengwu in the [-]rd year of Xuantong.

That was General Wang, who died in battle for Emperor Chengjing in the fourth year of Anshi, and was posthumously named Zhongyonghou.

That was Fu Shangshu, who was dispatched to the frontier in the first year of Zhenghe...

The three generations of courtiers who lived in a bleak old environment are still in a state of boundless glory. Thinking of himself, Luo Ping felt quite ironic.

"Oh Lord Luo, so you are here. Follow the servants to the backyard, the emperor is looking for you!"

The sharp voice interrupted Luo Ping's recollections, and the eunuch Zhang Xi led him to the backyard in a hurry, where the emperor and the harem enjoyed the spring and had fun.

Walking with a little vain steps, Luo Ping walked through the winding path, feeling suddenly stunned.

Finally, to meet that person.

In his impression, this first acquaintance was not very pleasant.