Chapter 97 You Can’t Not Give It
"I heard that Master Lu has a magic weapon that can cure countless people?"
Lu Sen also sat down. He looked at Master Pang's silver hair and said, "Indeed, he has cured countless people, but he can slowly recover from their illnesses and injuries."
The Rejuvenation Banner is now kept in Lu Sen's backpack.
"Do you have any ideas to benefit the people of Bian Jing?" asked Master Pang.
Lu Sen nodded: "Magic weapons can indeed be used, but we must also make good plans, otherwise it will only backfire."
When he first came back, he had already considered placing the Rejuvenation Banner in a busy area of the city so that more civilians could enjoy this convenient and easy medical treatment.
However, such a big thing cannot be handled casually. It is not as if we can just stick it in the ground and let others enjoy the treatment.
Land is very valuable in Bianjing City. If the tree is planted on the street, it will only cause traffic congestion. If it is planted on the land of a wealthy family, the family may not be willing to do so .
And even if they are willing, what if the other party wants to take the Rejuvenation Banner for itself and closes the door, not letting civilians in?
Furthermore... the population of Bianjing City is over two million, and there are at least two thousand people suffering from serious and minor illnesses every day. Everyone comes here to get some medical energy, but the coverage of the Rejuvenation Banner is limited . If there are no rules, everyone will grab the banners, and with so many people around, a stampede may occur.
By then, let alone healing people, even people will die.
Therefore, Lu Sen was not in a hurry to release the Rejuvenation Banner, but thought about waiting for two or three days before discussing it with the Prince of Runan, or Bao Zheng and others.
As a result, tonight, Master Pang brought up the matter first.
Hearing that Lu Sen had no intention of hiding the Rejuvenation Banner, Grand Master Pang chuckled and said, "I understand Master Lu's concerns. In fact, I have also discussed this matter with Minister Yan, the Eighth Sage King and other important officials, and I have some ideas of my own."
The imperial court has been paying close attention to the attack on Western Xia. Now this is the top priority of the Song Dynasty, so how could they not pay attention to it?
What happened during the time that Lu Sen was the military supervisor was also recorded in detail and sent back to the palace.
Zhao Zhen and several important officials had seen it, and after knowing that Lu Sen's chariots defeated 100,000 enemies by relying on terrain and strategy, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
It's better not to point at people and kill them.
This means that Master Lu is still a human being, not an immortal yet.
Then the record also tells about Lu Sen's "Rejuvenation Banner".
So these people came up with some ideas.
"Please give me some advice, Grand Master." Lu Sen clasped his fists.
"I don't deserve your advice." Grand Tutor Pang coughed lightly and said, "The Zhao Mansion on Jinshui Street where the Crown Prince lives is very empty. It is more than enough to accommodate an immortal banner."
Lu Sen didn't say anything, but frowned.
Why did he feel like Master Pang was advising him to present the Rejuvenation Banner to the Zhao family?
It is true that the health of the crown prince is not very good, but the Rejuvenation Banner is a special magic weapon with group effects. It is a waste to use it only on one person, or a few dozen people.
Seeing that Lu Sen seemed unhappy, Master Pang said slowly, "Master Lu, please don't be angry. I don't want to use the Rejuvenation Banner to flatter the royal family. The Zhao Mansion where the crown prince lives is indeed very large, and there are strict guards there. If we put the flag there, we can still let the sick people go in and be infected by the immortal spirit."
Lu Sen didn't believe it: "The Crown Prince is a noble person. How could the emperor allow his son to live in the same room with common people?"
"It's not one room, it's three rooms!"
Master Pang took out a folded piece of rice paper from the drawer, put it on the table, and then pushed it in front of Lu Sen.
After Lu Sen opened it and read it for a while, he understood what the other party was thinking.
A circular room is divided into three areas, one of which is particularly large, occupying almost two-thirds of the entire circular pattern.
As for the remaining two intervals, the one with "Zhao Shi" is the smallest, while the one with "Bai Guan" is slightly larger.
It seems that this division is fair, but Lu Sen knows that it is not very fair.
What percentage of the population of Bianjing City does the Zhao family and the civil and military officials account for?
They actually account for one third together.
But Lu Sen also understood that in this era, the court was already very benevolent by only taking "this little bit".
If it were any other dynasty, the royal family and officials would probably account for at least 80% to 90% of the capital, and the remaining 10% would be for the common people.
Lu Sen sighed inwardly, and then asked, "How do you arrange for the people? What conditions do they need to meet to be admitted to the Zhao Mansion for treatment?"
"This matter is still under discussion." Master Pang took another sip of tea. As people get older, their saliva secretion decreases, and they are always thirsty. "But the people in charge of this matter are Bao Fuyin and the Eighth Sage King, so Master Lu can rest assured."
"Since it's them two, I naturally feel relieved." Lu Sen laughed.
Master Pang Lu Sen agreed and immediately smiled happily.
But then Lu Sen said: "Then the question is, what can I get from it?"
Master Pang's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he said calmly, "What does Master Lu want?"
"I don't want anything." Lu Sen shook his head: "But you can't not give it to me."
Master Pang's body trembled slightly. He looked at Lu Sen quietly, and then said, "Then I will talk to Bao Fuyin and others."
About two incense sticks later, Lu Sen came out of Master Pang's study and took Yang Jinhua and Zhao Bilian home.
Back in his own yard, Lu Sen lay in the rocking chair, looking at the starry sky.
Without the influence of modern urban light pollution, he could see a Milky Way formed by starlight stretching across the entire sky.
It is so beautiful that one can almost forget all worries.
But only 'almost'.
At this time, Lu Sen was still thinking about what had just happened.
Master Pang was actually testing... testing Lu Sen's bottom line, testing how far he could go in being a "saint".
Master Lu is easy to talk to. This is a fact recognized by everyone in the court and even in the market.
Although he looks cold, he is actually not arrogant.
When returning home from court, he would also greet familiar neighbors when passing through the streets.
He would even stop occasionally to chat with the waiters.
If others are really in trouble, I will help them.
Many people have benefited from his help.
And many times, people who are easy to talk to are the ones who are most likely to suffer losses.
Just now, Master Pang talked a lot about the Rejuvenation Banner and also considered many problems that the Rejuvenation Banner might cause, almost covering everything.
But there was only one thing missing: Lu Sen’s own wishes.
At the beginning of the conversation, he deliberately avoided talking about this matter, as if he had determined from the beginning that Lu Sen would definitely do this, or had to do it.
This is why Lu Sen felt uncomfortable just now.
He is willing to do good things.
But being forced to do good things is not okay.
He rocked his chair, and in his field of vision, the Milky Way in the night sky trembled.
"Is there something on your mind, sir?"
A gentle voice sounded in my ears.
Lu Sen turned his head and saw Yang Jinhua standing beside him. She had just come out of the hot spring. Her face was rosy and her body was slightly warm. She looked extremely attractive.
Lu Sen smiled and said, "It's not a big worry, I just feel that good people are easily pointed at with guns."
Yang Jinhua was unhappy when she heard this. She said angrily: "Who dares to make the master unhappy? I'll go..."
At this point, Yang Jinhua suddenly felt a little shy. Her excitement revealed her true colors.
Lu Sen didn't care and smiled, "No, I'm not unhappy. I've figured it out. Starting tomorrow, I won't bother going to the morning court. If there's something to do, I'll go see a doctor. If there's nothing to do, I'll stay home and sleep in. What do you think?"
"Okay." Yang Jinhua naturally agreed. She also felt that her husband had to get up early every day before dawn, which was really hard. "Anyway, our family doesn't lack that little salary."
There is a small mine behind the square building, which produces a gold ingot every month, which is more than enough to provide food and clothing for the family.
Besides, there is no shortage of food at home.
Seeing Yang Jinhua agreed, Lu Sen stood up, took her hand, and said as they walked: "Then let's sleep later tonight."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jinhua suddenly felt her body go weak. She felt shy and wanted to struggle, but she couldn't bear to do so.
That night, Lu Sen went to bed only when he was about to go to the morning court.
They didn't wake up until almost noon, and neither did Yang Jinhua and Zhao Bilian.
After he got up, Ringo helped him wash up, and he ate some millet porridge for lunch, then nibbled on a peach. After roughly estimating the time, he went to the Prince of Runan's mansion.
At this time, all the officials had indeed left the court and returned home. The Prince of Runan was having lunch, so Lu Sen naturally joined them for a meal.
After eating and drinking, the Prince of Runan looked at Lu Sen in the study and said with a smile: "Young man, be more restrained. You are indeed dispensable in the morning court, but it is not good to miss it too much."
"I will try to attend court meetings as little as possible in the future."
The Prince of Runan opened his eyes slightly: "Oh, something happened?"
"Um."
Lu Sen recounted his meeting with Master Pang last night, and then expressed his own thoughts: "I am willing to do my best for the world, but I never said I am willing to be a puppet, being manipulated by others."
"Humph, Grand Tutor Pang and the Eighth Sage Prince are at it again." The Prince of Runan said unhappily, "They always think that everyone in the world, including the emperor, must act according to their ideas. Hey! They are sick."
Seeing how indignant the Prince of Runan was, it seemed that he had suffered at the hands of these people before.
"So, I have an idea." Lu Sen said, "The Rejuvenation Banner must be used, otherwise it will be wasted. But how to use it, where to put it, what the rules are, and who can enter, all have to be decided by ourselves."
"Oh, my dear son-in-law, please come quickly."
At the same time, Grand Tutor Pang met Bao Zheng in Kaifufeng. Besides the two of them, there was also the Eight Wise Kings in the study.
"That's how it is." Master Pang let out a long sigh.
After listening to this, the Eighth Wise King smiled helplessly and said, "I can ask for nothing, but you can't refuse to give it to me! He is scolding us, scolding us for being ignorant and overbearing."
Bao Zheng poured himself a cup of green tea and wanted to drink it, but he was not in the mood. He put the cup down and said, "I have said it before. Although Master Lu is not very old, he has his own sense of right and wrong. Your behavior will naturally cause him to be disgusted."
He still remembered that more than half a year ago, Gongsun Zhubo also wanted to use righteousness to pressure others, but was ridiculed by Master Lu to the point that he was speechless.
"It was just a test." The Eighth Sage King leaned limply against the back of his chair. His energy has been getting worse recently. "I just didn't expect Master Lu to react so strongly."
At this time, Master Pang smiled and said nothing.
Although the three of them are sitting together, it doesn't mean that they have a good relationship.
They are just temporarily united for a common goal.
"Master Lu did not come to the morning court today." The Eighth Sage King yawned. "Is it because he is angry with me and has lost confidence in us?"
Master Pang said, "It shouldn't be that serious."
Bao Zheng said with a gloomy look: "It's hard to say. Master Lu is different from the Taoists we have seen before. There is no one we can refer to for his ideas, his philosophy, and his techniques. I thought he would be a demon Taoist who would bring disaster to the world, but in fact, he doesn't want the emperor to practice immortality more than any of us."
Both Grand Tutor Pang and the Eighth Wise King understood what he meant.
In other words, what these two people did was to push Lu Sen directly towards the generals.
Lu Sen had always been close to military families, and his wife was the daughter of a military family. This probably made Lu Sen's opinion of civil officials even worse.
"But if a man with supernatural powers like him is not restrained, after he stays in the court for more than ten years, and after we are buried, he will probably be able to cover the sky with one hand." The Eighth Sage King sighed and said, "I am a little worried about the court in ten or twenty years."
However, Grand Tutor Pang suddenly said, "Eighth Sage King, don't worry too much. After all, Master Lu is also a royal relative."
The Eighth Wise King frowned. He could sense that there was a hint of sarcasm in Grand Tutor Pang’s words.
Unfortunately, no evidence was found.
Bao Zheng also heard it, but he pretended not to understand.
The present Zhao Zhen and the Eighth Wise Prince Zhao Yuanzuo are actually from the lineage of Zhao Er, while the Prince of Runan is from the lineage of Zhao Da.
Zhao Er was not sitting properly on the dragon throne, or at least it was not very reasonable. So even though Lu Sen was a royal relative, he was not very useful in the eyes of Zhao Er's clan, and he even felt a little unhappy in his heart.
Seeing the unhappy look on the Eighth Sage King's face, Grand Tutor Pang smiled and said, "In fact, Master Lu has made great contributions as the military supervisor this time, but the emperor only gave him an official position and rank, without any substantial reward. I think it would be fine if the emperor gave him some money and property, and married him to a princess or something."
I have to say that Master Pang is very good at speaking.
First make a sarcastic remark to others, and then give them an idea.
Even the Eighth Wise King could not get angry.
At this time, the Eighth Wise King even felt that Master Pang’s idea was very correct.
Princess Fukang in the palace is now thirteen years old. She will reach the age of marriage in more than half a year and can indeed get married.
Bao Zheng shook his head slightly. Master Pang's idea sounded good, but it was not very feasible. "I just said that Master Lu already had a sense of right and wrong. And look at his wives and concubines. Whether it is the daughter of the Yang family or the daughter of the Prince of Runan, they are all acquainted with him and got married. With Master Lu's ability, if the news spreads, all the civil and military officials in the capital who have daughters to marry will definitely ask matchmakers to propose marriage. The bluestone road on the low mountain will probably be trampled down by the matchmakers. If the emperor grants the marriage, he will most likely refuse the imperial edict. By then, the emperor's face will be lost, and the princess's face will also be lost."
