The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

Zixuan felt very sympathetic when he heard about the saint's experience.

So she comforted him, "Zhongni, don't be too sad. Now that you have come to Fugui City, Zixuan will definitely take good care of you."

"From now on, you should treat this place as your home and live here steadily."

"Your food, clothing, housing, transportation, and all other expenses will be paid by me."

After listening to Zixuan's words, the saint was deeply moved.

But he politely declined, "Your Majesty, I have no merit or ability to deserve your high regard for me. This is absolutely unacceptable."

Zixuan smiled and said, "Zhongni, you are a famous scholar in Zouyi City. I have heard of you for a long time."

"This is just a small thing, but I think it's worth it for you."

The sage waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Your Majesty, as the saying goes, no reward without merit."

"I am a scholar, how can I do something that is worthless?"

"Haha, Zhongni, nowadays, my wealthy city has enough money and food, so I don't need your expenses."

"Your Majesty, this is wrong. I believe a gentleman should not accept food brought to him by the mouth."

"You should not take other people's property for nothing. Although a gentleman loves money, he should obtain it in a proper way."

"These are the foundation of my being a human being and must not be abandoned."

"If Your Majesty insists on forcing me to do this, I will have no choice but to leave the city and return home."

After saying this, the saint struggled to get out of bed and leave.

Zixuan looked at this upright and honest sage, and the respect he felt for him grew even stronger.

Seeing the sage trying to leave, she immediately stepped forward to support him, saying helplessly, "Well, I won't make things difficult for you anymore. Everything will be in accordance with Confucius' wishes."

Then, she asked worriedly, "Zhongni, if you don't accept my help, how will you survive in the future?"

Seeing that Zixuan no longer insisted, the saint lay back on the bed.

He smiled faintly and said, "I have heard on the road that in the King's wealthy city, you can work in exchange for wages."

"I believe I have great literary talent. After I come to the city, I can find a job as a teacher."

"With this job, Zhongni can maintain his daily needs."

"Well, my city of wealth and honor is in need of a knowledgeable teacher like you, sir."

"Once Zhongni's household registration is settled in this city, I will immediately arrange for you to start work."

The sage waved his hand again, and said with a look of shame, "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, but my household registration will no longer be in Fugui City."

"Qiu had made an agreement with my master that after the flood, he would return to Zouyi City to complete his unfinished studies."

"Oh, that's it."

Zixuan thought about it and realized that this person was indeed a great sage who would be remembered for generations to come.

How could I be confined to a small, wealthy city of my own?

Besides, if he forced the saint to stay in Fugui City, it would invisibly change his influence in history.

If that is the case, wouldn’t that be defying the prohibition of Heaven and God that forbids me from changing history?

Forget it, let’s not take the risk. Let everything follow the course of history.

Thinking of this, she smiled and said, "Okay, everything will go according to Zhongni's plan."

"You are still very weak. How about resting here for two days and then returning to Kyoto with me?"

The sage thought for a moment and said, "Okay, Your Majesty. This time, I will follow Your Majesty's instructions."

Two days later, the saint's body was basically restored to normal.

Zixuan led him and drove quickly towards Kyoto under the escort of dozens of off-road vehicles.

Now, the construction of the entire Fugui City is basically nearing completion.

All the roads in the city have been completed, and the off-road vehicle fleet is driving quickly on the new asphalt roads.

Before setting off, Zixuan was afraid that the saint would get carsick, so he gave him motion sickness medicine in advance.

The saint sat in the comfortable back seat, looking at everything in the car in surprise, his curiosity beyond words.

He looked out the car window at the endless fields of crops outside, some of which he recognized and some of which he didn't.

He glanced at the fields of crops ahead. He recognized this one as millet, this one as sorghum, and this one as rice.

This patch? He looked at the driver in front of him and asked loudly, "Excuse me, what kind of crops are these in front of us? I have never seen them before."

The driver looked outside and immediately replied, "Sir, this crop is called corn. It's a second crop planted after the wheat matures."

The sage asked in confusion, "Oh? Can this land still produce two crops in a year?"

"Yes, of course. We cover the first crop with plastic film. The covered crops can mature half a month earlier."

"Because the crops of the previous season matured earlier, the crops of the next season can be successfully planted and matured."

Oh, the saint nodded as if he understood, and looked out the window again.

Immediately. Another field of crops in front of him attracted his attention again: "Brother, what kind of crops are there in this field?"

The driver looked outside again and said with a smile, "Sir, this is cotton."

The sage asked in confusion, "What kind of flower is cotton? Is it meant to be picked and taken home for viewing?"

The driver was amused by the young master's words. He grinned and said, "Young master, this flower is not a flower. After it blooms and falls, its fruit is called cotton."

The sage then asked the driver, "What kind of food is cotton, and what kind of delicious food can it be made into when it matures?"

The driver said with a smile: "Sir, this cotton is not food, it has many uses."

"Cotton can be woven into cloth and made into clothes, both unlined and cotton-padded."

"Cotton seeds can be used to extract cooking oil, and the hawthorn seeds after extracting the oil can be used to make bean cakes to feed livestock."

"Cotton stalks can also be used as fuel for cooking."

The sage was so fascinated by what he heard that his mouth opened wide. It turned out that this flower was not a flower at all.

It seems that the world outside is really full of wonders. My trip to Fugui City this time was really a good decision.

If I have free time in the future, I really want to go out and see more of the world.

At this time, the driver saw that the young man was in a daze, so he looked out the window again and said, "Young man, the field in front is peanuts."

Oh, after hearing this, the saint immediately turned his head to the window and saw a large area of ​​low crops in front of him.

So he asked again, "Excuse me, young man, what kind of flower is this peanut?"

The driver chuckled again, "Sir, this flower is not a flower. The peanut fruit grows in the soil. The kernel can be eaten raw, fried, or pressed into cooking oil."

"Its peel and seedlings are good fodder for livestock."

"Hmm," the saint nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

"So, what kind of crops are growing on the right side of the road?"

The saint pointed to the right side of the car.

The driver turned his head and took a look: "Oh, that's sweet potato. Sweet potatoes can be eaten raw or steamed."

"It can also be ground into powder to make vermicelli, or stir-fried and eaten as a vegetable. The seedlings are also good feed for livestock."