Chapter 1175
Under the eaves along the first-floor corridor of the Bamboo Building, Nuan Shu busied herself with needlework while Little Millet chirped away, talking about what new official hats the big white goose had acquired over at Qingping Sword Sect.
Read scriptures on hard days, history on soft days; restrain anger by writing bamboo, paint orchids when facing joyous candles, and read collections of the masters in the spring breeze.
Chen Ping'an was leafing through a Military Book. The first batch of books to be sent to White Emperor City had actually already been prepared on Jise Peak. Five hundred Valley Rain Coins would soon be in hand.
The Sword Room in the mountains had just received a Secret Letter sent by the Tong Yin Ferry Boat. On the foundation of the original six departments and eight bureaus, Sect Master Cui had added several Branch Offices beneath the Operations Department and the Merit and Demerit Department. There were not many people, certainly not much more than Luopo Mountain had, but brand-new "government offices" had sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain. By the look of it, they were aiming for the twenty-four departmental offices in the official residences of the Five Sacred Mountains Lords and Great Ditch Duke Marquises. The final count would likely be no fewer, only more.
Heh, as expected, Luopo Mountain was still the one with a cleaner, more upright atmosphere.
The Vermilion Robe Boy who had come to Luopo Mountain to report for duty today was the self-proclaimed Second Seat of the Chuzhou City God Temple. It had given itself the name "Chi Cheng," a Daoist name merged into one, mainly because it had spent so long around Helmsman Pei and Vice Helmsman Zhou that, influenced by what it saw and heard, it had come