On the fifth day of the fifth month, the Dragon Boat Festival. On both sides of the Yu River, there were crowds of people. After the dragon boat race in the morning, millions of people gathered around the Yu River, looking at the temporary high platform built by the Qingtian Wharf, waiting anxiously.

The heads of the six ministries had arrived early and were arranged on the left and right. Du Chun changed into formal official uniforms and sat at the farthest end of the left. Three chairs were left in the middle.

Below the high platform, on the cleared Qingtian Pier, there are all figures with great reputations throughout Kyoto.

In this kind of occasion, let alone Lu Gong, even Cao Zijing has no place.

Each person, one box, one god, can only look at the shops facing the street from a distance.

"I haven't come back for a few years, but I didn't expect Kyoto to change so much!" Cao Zijing sighed with emotion.

When Lu Gong heard this, he smiled and said, "Mr. Cao seems to have become much more idle after coming back."

Cao Zijing shook his head: "Si Tianjian is no longer the Si Tianjian used to be, so it's no point to stay there. The old supervisor doesn't care about anything, it seems that he is preparing to retreat to the second line."

The Master Jianzheng, who looked like an old Taoist, suddenly appeared in Lu Gong's mind and said curiously: "Mr. Jianzheng quit?"

"It's not that I quit, I probably can't do it anymore." Cao Zijing glanced at the high platform in the distance, and the three chairs that were still no one sat down, and said with a wry smile: "Si Tianjian is now divided into two factions. The traditional faction led by the old sect is already declining, and there are not many people left. Anyone with some abilities and ideas have been following the young sect Zhou Nai in the past two years."

Lu Gong did not expect that there was a party struggle in Sitianjian, and it was also divided into two factions: the old and new.

It seems that the alternation between the old and the new mentioned by Master Shangshu has spread to the entire Huachao. "Which school belongs to the Yellow Crane and others?"

"Huang He is of course Zhou Nie's person. Three years ago, after Zhou Nie became the young supervisor of Sitian, he proposed the strategy of taking down the Yinsi back to the management of the court, which was opposed by the old supervisor. Then, in March, the emperor succeeded to the throne and included Sitiansi as a subordinate of the Ministry of Rites, forcibly promoting the recycling of the management rights of the Yinsi in the name of the Ministry of Rites."

"A discerning person can see that Zhou Nai is a move by the emperor in Sitianjian. The current Minister of Rites is the current uncle."

"It was from that incident that the old supervisor consciously handed over the power in his hands little by little."

Lu Gong couldn't help but sigh in his heart and asked again: "Which sect does Lord Cao belong to?"

"My, no one wants both factions, hahaha." Cao Zijing smiled mockingly, but was a little embarrassed, and found that Lu Gong had no expression.

"Which school does Lord Cao like more?"

"Of course it's the traditional school."

“Why?”

"The traditional school, on the surface, is also under the control of the Yin Si by the Emperor, but in fact, the one with the greatest real voice has always been those outsiders in the Tianshi Mansion. This is also the rule set by Taizu and the Tianshi Mansion. The Yin and Yang sects do not interfere with each other, but they supervise each other."

"For the past few hundred years, the supervisors of Sitianjian have been held by disciples of Tianshi. The rule of Sitianjian is that only the power of supervision but no judicial power can be truly handed over the power to the underworld to deal with it. Gods at all levels also perform their duties, and there is no direct relationship between superiors and subordinates. The Tianshi Mansion will only intervene if it has no choice."

"In the past three years of the new policy, the Yinsi has moved closer to the Yangsi. It not only divides the city gods into grades, but also determines the ranks of kings and princes, but also forcibly divides the land that was originally autonomous in the gentry into the local city god management."

"Of course, these are the most superficial. I understand that all these changes are for taxation!"

"The new emperor succeeded to the throne for three years. On the one hand, the drought was severe, and the people's livelihood was difficult. On the other hand, he had to expand his territory and fight with foreigners, which caused the national treasury to be deficit year by year."

"The return of the management rights of the underworld and the implementation of the new policy are ultimately to put the part of the money of the gods into the treasury and slow down the impact on the finances."

Lu Gong did not expect that a small new policy would have so many tricks. Fortunately, he knew that he could not become an official.

"In other words, before the new policy, there is no need to pay taxes for local land?" Lu Gong asked.

Cao Zijing nodded. "There was no tax before. The management model of the Tianshi Mansion is to allow the gods to use their abilities to exchange their abilities for the people's offerings. The Tianshi Mansion never intersects with the gods, and it is regarded as a spiritual symbol."

Listening to Cao Zijing's statement, Lu Gong couldn't help but agree.

"It seems that there are indeed experts in the Tianshi Mansion!"

"What's the use? Is there a king's land under the world? Even the contemporary celestial masters cannot go against the trend. I can only say that in the courts now, there are fewer and fewer people who can tell the truth. Si Tianjian is even more so!" Cao Zijing looked at Lu Gong, paused, and suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Do you know who is in the Kyoto City God Temple now?"

Lu Gong was shocked.

That night, he felt very strange about this. Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "Who?"

"It's Zhou Nai!"

Lu Gong's heart suddenly jumped and he smelled an unusual smell.

"Do you think it's interesting? Once the old supervisor stepped down, Zhou Nai will definitely become the new supervisor of the Sitian supervisor. At the same time, he is also in charge of the City God Temple in Kyoto. According to the new policy, he is the real master of the underworld. During this period, I have been inquiring with my former colleagues and found an interesting thing, that is, all the golden body fragments collected from various places were sent to the City God Temple in Kyoto!"

Listening to Cao Zijing's words, Lu Gong became more and more interested in the Kyoto City God Temple.

What exactly is Zhou Ni going to do? Or, what exactly is the emperor doing today?

Just as he was thinking, Cao Zijing suddenly looked on the platform and whispered: "The person is here!"

When Lu Gong looked around, he saw two black clothes coming together.

The sergeant changed into a formal black suit of Sitianjian today. The other person was about fifty years old, with a goatee and a black suit.

The two of them sat down and left the middle position.

"One person is coming?" Lu Gong was curious.

"Yes, it is said that this time the purple-robed master from Longhu Mountain was coming." Cao Zijing was just talking when a thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

A lightning flashed above his head, and a purple robe suddenly appeared in the middle of the high platform.

Everyone on the platform stood up almost at the same moment and saluted the old man in purple robe.

The old man returned the salute slightly, and then paid homage to the people below. Then he turned around and returned to the middle position, and then the officials of the six ministries sat down.

The sergeant looked at the visitor and turned his head and smiled. "I didn't expect that it was senior brother, you came here in person. It seems that the situation is not optimistic."

The visitor didn't seem to be used to this purple robe. He pulled the wide robe and rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I want it? If it weren't for the master's instructions, I wouldn't have been lazy to come to this smoky and broken place."

"Senior brother, be careful!" The sergeant quickly reminded.

"Be careful, if it weren't for the master's explanation, I wouldn't be so angry with this bird!" The old man in purple robe responded without any hesitation.

Next to it, all the officials of the six ministries watched their eyes and nose and heart, and just pretended that they had not heard anything.

This disciple, the first disciple of the Tianshi, is even higher than them in terms of grade. What's more, he has been unable to keep the laws of the world since the reign of Taizu.

Despite being far away, Lu Gong still clearly heard every word on the high platform, and was extremely surprised.

"Why is this old Taoist priest so powerful?" This does not give anyone any face at all.

"Can't you not be strong? This is the first disciple of the Tianshi. According to the official rank of the Hua Dynasty, the Tianshi is the Prime Minister, the same as the Grand Master and the Prime Minister, and the first-rank master. The Ziyi Master is from the first-rank position. The eight ranks next to him are far from the eight!"

Lu Gong did not expect that the status of the Tianshi Mansion was so high. He did not expect that the purple robe had such a great priority.

On the high platform, with the arrival of the old man in purple robe, the rain prayer meeting officially announced.

"Who is coming up to take the lead?" asked the old man in purple robe.

"The great master has arranged a judge in Sitian Supervisor, who is a three-generation disciple of Gezao Mountain, who is proficient in the magical arts..." Zhou Niu said lightly next to him.

"Gezaoshan, I haven't been there for many years. Let's start." The old man waved his hand, a little impatient.

Soon, a judge in black jumped up from the dock below, landed on the platform, and saluted everyone.

"Three generations of disciples of Gezao Mountain, the judge of Sitianjian Prefecture, Lin Yuezhou is ugly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out and landed in the middle of the Yuhe River, his eyes closed and he muttered something.

Seeing this scene, the people of Kyoto immediately cheered.

A thick cloud floated by in the air. With his angry shout, the talismans prepared in his hand burned, and the blue smoke evaporated upwards.

A thick cloud floated over, covering the sky, and then sparse raindrops fell down.

"It's raining, it's really raining!" The people cheered, and the officials all showed joy.

The old man in purple robe twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at the sergeant next to him. "Zhengqing, your Sitianjian is becoming more and more boring! Just make some fancy things."

The sergeant could only smile bitterly. "Senior brother laughed!"

Next to him, Zhou Nei explained: "Lin Yuezhou just went up to make a demonstration, and there was no other intention. These gods were all arranged in advance. The rainfall technique they united together was a good start for the rain prayer conference."

"I don't understand you, either. I only know that using the water of the Imperial River as rainfall has no meaning at all. What the people want is water sources, not to watch the performance." The old man in purple robe is not polite.

Everyone dared not interrupt.

Finally, the sparse raindrops disappeared, and the ground was not even wet due to the crowds.

"That's it?"

"No, who are you fooling?"

"Go... I thought I had some skills, go home and have a breastfeed."

"Bing down, Bing down..." Below, waves of screams from Cing resounded throughout the Yuhe River.

The people in Kyoto have eaten and seen it. This little rain can't fill their appetite at all, and booing sounds are everywhere below.

Zhou Niang had a dark face and thought he could make a good start, but he was backfiring.

Lu Gong listened and was a little confused: "What is under C?"

"It is the score of the caster, which is divided into A, B and C, top, middle and bottom nine levels, and the worst is C." Looking at the colleague with a ugly face, Cao Zi smiled and said with a smile: "In fact, if it were fooled in previous years, at least if there were really rains, at least if there were really rains, I would still give a class B. It can only be said that it is becoming more and more difficult for the people of Kyoto to fool."

"Go down! Let those who have real skills come! Don't waste time!" The old man in purple robe waved his hand.

Lin Yuezhou looked bitter and bowed his head back to the dock.

"I'll try it!" As soon as he settled, a ray of light shone straight into the platform in the distance.

Everyone looked at it in a stately manner, but they saw a god with a tall figure and lingering water.

"This should be the God of Water Stone somewhere, right?" Lu Gong felt that he had gradually understood the gods.
To be continued...