no,129  The classics are shipped, and Daozang has been compiled and various requests

no,129  The classics are shipped, and Daozang has been compiled and various requests

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is mid-September. The fear brought by the Turkic army to the people of Chang'an City has gradually been smoothed out. The entire Chang'an City is full of vitality and has returned to its former noisy.

The six dragon pillars in front of the Tai Chi Palace are very fast to enter the country. The general carving has been completed. What is lacking now is the decoration in detail and how to stand in the square in front of the palace gate. Huang Junming also thought carefully about how to integrate Taoism into all aspects of people's lives during this period. He made specific procedures and sent them to Li Shimin's case. Li Shimin agreed one by one. Huang Junming also began to practice the Taoist priests of the Tianxian Palace.

On this day, the wind and sunshine were also particularly strong. Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng, two Taoist priests who had lived in the Tianxian Palace for more than a month, walked into the side hall of Huang Junming's Centennial Palace again, which was very simple because this classic was about to be transported.

"Immortal Master, I have been in this Tianxian Palace for several days, except for eating and sleeping, and I have long been exhausted." Yuan Tiangang sat on the chair at the conference table and said to Huang Junming with self-deprecatingness.

Yuan Tiangang rarely appears in front of everyone in the Tianxian Palace. Even during the days when Huang Junming was training martial arts, he just walked out of the house for a walk, then returned to his hut, sat on a rocking chair with Li Chunfeng, drank tea and looked at the sky, and was so free. But now he was not allowed to be so leisurely.

When Huang Junming saw Yuan Tiangang's scoundrel appearance, he also joked: "Fellow Daoist Yuan, take advantage of the fact that the classics have not been sent up the mountain yet, find a scale to measure it, and see how many pounds you have gained!"

Yuan Tiangang was full of red light, smiling without saying a word. Li Chunfeng took the speech at this time: "I think, Master is not fat. I have gained a lot of weight. The Taoist robe I brought here earlier is much tighter now."

Huang Junming and others teased each other, after all, this classic has not been sent yet, and if we don’t relax, we may have fewer opportunities in the future. After only more than an hour, the three people who were having fun chatting were interrupted by the voice of the Taoist storing the story. "Captain Immortal, two Taoist priests, the classics have been transported to the mountain gate. We are waiting for us to receive them!"

"Let's go! I can't hide. This classic has finally arrived. I don't know if I can hold on to this old bone." Yuan Tiangang put down the tea bowl in his hand, stood up and said to Huang Junming and Li Chunfeng.

"Let's go and have a look." Huang Junming got up and walked towards the mountain gate with the two. After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to the preaching path just now: "Monk, go and call Ge Yanlin, Feng Junzi and the others to the mountain gate."

Huang Junming also had a strong sense of evil. The newly recruited Taoist priest was only sixteen or seventeen years old. However, he was unusually accompanied with Mingyue’s little Taoist boy. He could see Mingyue with him when he was free. It was also because of him that Mingyue finally left Qingfeng’s death behind him for a while. One day, Huang Junming happened to find out. After asking, the name of the Taoist priest was called Monk Feng. At that time, Huang Junming was very happy, Monk Feng, and Crazy Monk. I don’t know how this family gave such a bad name.

After hearing Monk Feng's explanation, Huang Junming realized that Monk Feng's father was once a wanderer, and finally he was a little discouraged about being in the world. He planned to slowly make money at home and accumulate some family business. However, there were many enemies, and after thinking about it, he gave his son this name, monk, and it means being harmonious for a long time. After Huang Junming knew about it, he directly gave him the word Monk as a Taoist name, which was a little vulgar. However, the monk was still very happy about this. In addition to Jin Chanzi and Zhenguanzi, Huang Junming gave him the Taoist name alone. Although he was a bit ridiculous, this was a fairy after all. The glory was tight.

The conversation was divided into two parts. Huang Junming walked to the front of the mountain gate while Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng (mentioned in the previous article). He didn't know if he didn't read it. He was shocked when he saw it. The classics of the thirty-large carts were quietly placed in front of the mountain gate. When should we sort it out?

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, this..." Huang Junming pointed at the dictionary in disbelief and said to Yuan Tiangang.

Yuan Tiangang also looked dumbfounded. He did not expect that there were so many classics sent. This was only part of them, and more classics were not sent. "Immortal Master, it seems that I will put this old bone in your Heavenly Immortal Palace!" Yuan Tiangang said with a wry smile.

Although editing the Daozang is a famous and profitable thing, Yuan Tiangang originally came for this, but so many classics are piled up together is really scary, and it is not a big deal for Yuan Tiangang to say this.

"Immortal Master! Long time no see. The official of this classic has been sent to you. Please check it out!" Suddenly, a familiar voice from Huang Junming came. Who is Zhou Pengfei, the head of the Ministry of Poetry and Works? But just now, Huang Junming and others' eyes were all above these classics, and this green-robed official was ignored Hua Hualili.

Huang Junming was very surprised to see that it was Zhou Pengfei who sent the classics. He asked Zhou Pengfei in confusion: "Oh, Lord Zhou, I never thought that you were here to escort the classics."

"No! This was originally a matter of the Ministry of War." Zhou Pengfei smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this? The Turks had just retired? The Ministry of War was not enough. The Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue were also busy. The Ministry of Rites had few people and the Ministry of Justice was not good at socializing, so in the end, I wouldn't spread this matter to the lower officials!"

"That's a trouble for Lord Zhou." Huang Junming gave a gift to Zhou Pengfei. After all, he had sent the classics, and he could bear the gift of hard work without any credit. "Lord Zhou, come in and have a cup of tea."

"There is no need to drink tea." Zhou Pengfei sideways and avoids Huang Junming's courtesy and replied: "The official first tells the immortal master these classics. After all, the important thing is important." Zhou Pengfei is meticulous in doing things.

When Huang Junming heard this, he also knew Zhou Pengfei's personality and replied: "That's my fault!"

"The classics transported this time are thirty-two cars, ranging from 2,000 to 3,000 copies per car. All of them are collected in the four roads closest to Chang'an." Zhou Pengfei pointed to the classics and said, "As for the number of classics, they have been posted on the car. Look at the eleven cars over there, they are all kinds of classics and instruments. The eight cars next to them are records since the construction of various Taoist temples, six cars of medical skills and martial arts. The remaining seven cars are messy, and there are almost everything. It is really difficult to classify, so I have to put them together. Please ask the immortal master to hand over it earlier."

When Huang Junming heard that the general classification of these classics had been completed, he was very satisfied and quickly signaled the Taoists to move these classics into the palace. At the same time, he said to Zhou Pengfei: "Sir, I have accepted these classics and come and have a cup of tea."

"The immortal master doesn't need to be bothered. The subordinates have to go back to report their duties. Let's disturb you next time." Zhou Pengfei refused.

"Okay, someone comes to pack a pound of tea for Lord Zhou." Huang Junming shouted to the Taoist priest behind him.

After seeing Zhou Pengfei off, Huang Junming said to the disciples behind him: "Yanlin, you have seen it too. You can't finish so many classics. I will give you a few days off first and go back to see your relatives. I will be able to compile them at that time. There is also Yuanheng, go back and tell His Majesty that there are so many classics, I can't handle them by relying on me and you, so let him send some pen officials here. When you finish the holiday, you will start compiling the Daozang as I told you last time."

As soon as Huang Junming finished speaking, the seven apprentices said in unison: "Abide by the mission!"

The compilation of this tragedy is about to begin in a grand manner. Huang Junming has a lot of things now. He has to teach foreign Taoist priests and take care of the little powerful people. Now there is another such a big thing. He is very busy. Huang Junming shook his head, and the chaotic thoughts in his mind shook away, and he sighed and thought, "Don't happen these days!"

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The Southwest fight today, which is embarrassing to say that one and a half-dead broke down with a 1.71,110 kilograms. The wheel arm is sore and sore in the right arm. There is no status in typing. Don’t blame me if I update it late.

Also: Some book friends said they would not surrender one, and the Southwest was indeed negligent. At that time, they only thought it was even and ignored this one. I am very sorry. Finally, I ran out of this chapter before 21:30, and try to code it as quickly as possible in the next chapter.

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