The next afternoon.
Autumn afternoons are always lazy, and even the wind is a bit tired.
Bibi Dong was walking on the way to the Pope Hall with back pain.
Yesterday she played with Zhao Linchuan all night, and she went too far. When she got up at noon, she felt that her skeleton was about to fall apart.
As Bibi Dong walked, he muttered, "I have to repeat this boring work again. I really want the teacher to change to a student. I don't want to be Pope anymore."
She looked up at the sky. The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and a few birds flew overhead, chirping as if they were laughing at her.
"If you keep chattering like this anymore, I'll treat you to five-spice powder!"
"Hmph!"
Bibi Dong looked away, looked down at the aisle that he had walked countless times, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Oh, this Holy Maiden is really not made by humans..."
After a while, Bibi Dong slowly entered Pope Hall from the passages on both sides, and came to the desk covered with documents.
"Why is it so full again?"
Bibi Dong rubbed his hair helplessly, inserted his fingers into his hair, and rubbed it hard a few times, making the originally neat bun a little loose.
"When sister Ling Ji came back last night, didn't she say she had finished all the matters?"
For a long time...
Bibi Dong held his chin with both hands and rested his elbows on the table. His whole figure was like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted and unable to lift his spirits.
Her eyes fell blankly on the documents, but she couldn't read a single word.
The handwriting swayed in front of her eyes, blurring into clumps of ink, which made her eyes widen.
"I don't want to be Holy Maiden... let alone Pope..." she murmured to herself, "I won't think about it anymore..."
At this moment, a gust of breeze passed through the hall.
Bibi Dong looked away from the document and fell on the shadows of trees outside the hall that were swayed by the autumn wind, with a hint of yearning in his tone.
"I want to go back and have a hot kang with Linchuan... I want to rest... I want to take a vacation!"
"Holy Maiden Your Majesty--!"
Ling Yuan's voice came from the left, and she walked over with a pile of scrolls in her arms.
The scrolls were stacked high, almost blocking her sight. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Bibi Dong through the gaps in the scrolls.
"This is the scroll sent back by His Holiness the Pope this morning. I asked you to read it again."
"Ah? There's more?!"
Bibi Dong glanced at the scrolls in Ling Yuan's arms, and the expression on his face became even more despairing.
Her eyes widened slightly and her mouth opened slightly, as if she had seen something terrifying.
The pile of scrolls was taller, thicker, and more numerous than the pile in front of her. Is Qian Xunji going to bring the entire Spirit Hall file to her?
She asked in an urgent voice:
"By the way Ling Yuan, you said before that you wanted to go out and rest for a while."
"I entrust you to take the opportunity to select some suitable people to form Administration Office. Have you found them?"
"I found it, I was just about to tell you."
Ling Yuan piled the scrolls on the table below and made a dull "dong" sound, which sounded like someone punching him in the heart.
She patted the dust on her hands, turned around, faced Bibi Dong, and slowly narrated:
"After my "secret observation" and "careful selection" during this period of time, I found a total of five suitable personnel from those Spirit Hall Branch at the bottom."
"Among them are two Soul Grandmaster, two Soul Elder, and one ordinary person who cannot practice."
She reached out and took out a list from Soul Tool, unfolded it, and read:
"According to your previous instructions, I found some more complicated matters to hand over to them. Judging from the answers they gave me this morning..."
Ling Yuan slowly told what happened. From the results obtained by Ling Yuan, it can be seen that these five people are extremely capable and thoughtful in their work.
The solution plan they submitted was clear and logical, and every link was considered thoughtfully and meticulously without any flaws.
Among them, the ordinary person was even more impeccable in his work. His plan not only solved the problem perfectly, but also included detailed notes and supplementary explanations.
Even Ling Yuan herself had to admit that she had not thought of some details.
But he also has a very obvious shortcoming. Since he is just an ordinary person who cannot practice, without the nourishment of Soul Power, his energy is obviously not as good as the other four.
If you let him handle a large amount of official work for a long time, he may make some omissions due to fatigue and misjudge some things.
In response, Bibi Dong nodded, slowly spoke, and ordered:
"In this way, you can first hand over some matters to them in small quantities."
"After they hand over the results, you can go over them again."
"If there is no problem, just follow their handling method."
"If things continue like this, wait until they can take charge of their own business, then confirm their identities and give them the identity of an elder in name only."
"As for that ordinary person, you have someone tell him that there are no absolutes in everything, and ordinary people may not be unable to embark on the road of Soul Master."
"As long as he works conscientiously and makes no mistakes, he will be rewarded."
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
Ling Yuan responded, immediately turned around and left, and soon disappeared outside the palace gate.
After Ling Yuan left, Bibi Dong yawned, his mouth opened wide, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he looked like a lazy cat.
She leaned back in her chair, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and said to herself:
"I have found a few scapegoats, and I finally won't have to be so tired in the future..."
It's late afternoon.
The setting sun dyed the horizon a rich orange-red color, and the entire Spirit City was shrouded in a warm twilight.
Bibi Dong, who had finished handling the affairs, took Ling Yuan back home with him, preparing to treat her to dinner.
In the yard, most of the leaves of the old locust tree have fallen, and its bare branches stretch out into the gray sky, like skinny hands swaying gently in the wind.
Beside the stone table, Zhao Linchuan was sitting there drinking tea, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand. The heat rose up and turned into a mist in front of him.
Bibi Dong walked to the stone table, picked up the tea cup on the table, drank it all in one gulp, and then put it down heavily. The cup made a muffled "dong" sound on the table.
She collapsed on the stone bench and said half dead:
"Linchuan, I plan to expand the scale of Administration Office."
"What do you think about incorporating all my subordinates?"
"It's best not to let those Soul Master with complicated backgrounds touch the core of power." Zhao Linchuan responded. He put down the teacup and tapped his fingers on the table twice.
"Of course, as your subordinates, it's okay for you to grant them some grace individually."