Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

Li Yuan floated down the mountain.

He listened in on the Great Yue Emperor's meeting for a while, gave Li Xiaoan some pointers, and then chatted idly with the reluctant Zhang Tiansheng.

Finally, the enraged Biao grabbed him and shoved him into the ground.

At this moment, Biao was in human form, exquisitely sculpted with delicate features, looking exactly like a handsome, dark-skinned little boy.

Zhengtai Biao fiercely pressed Li Yuan to the ground, his eyes bloodshot:

"I'm already riding the Cloud Capital and it's smoking, and you're just sitting here doing nothing!"

The earth cracked, and Zhengtai Biao pressed it, creating a large crater.

Although it was done to accumulate merit, it has really worn me out these past few days.

Seeing Li Yuan wandering around like a mountain hermit, he was extremely annoyed.

Li Yuan lay in the pit, his face calm:

"Taking it easy is the true meaning of life."

Zhengtai Biao grabbed Li Yuan's neck tightly:

"Slacking off? What nonsense are you spouting now!"

Li Yuan calmly picked his nose:

"You do not understand."

Zhengtai was so angry that his small body burst out with tremendous power.

Its arms were slender, but contained the power of a supreme demon, and it flung Li Yuan away.

Li Yuan flew backwards in a graceful arc.

As he was about to land, he noticed people around him and quickly adjusted his posture.

The people were tilling the land when a frail young mountain god suddenly descended from the sky.

Li Yuan landed gracefully, exuding an ethereal aura, like a banished immortal from the mortal realm.

Farmer: "Mountain God, you stepped on my hoe!"

Li Yuan said "Oh" and quickly moved away.

Zhengtai Biao came running over, his cute face displaying a fierce expression.

It's not scary at all; in fact, it's kind of cute.

"I've been flying back and forth these past few days, I'm exhausted!"

"If you don't work, I'll beat you up!"

Its words were fierce.

Li Yuan said sarcastically, "Oh my, tsk tsk tsk..."

Zhengtai Biao shouted and his small body slammed into Li Yuan, sending him flying far away.

Even though Li Yuan's strength had improved somewhat, he was still somewhat inferior to Biao and could only passively take hits.

Fortunately, his immortal body was tough, and since Biao wasn't using his full strength, it didn't hurt him at all.

When Biao saw Li Yuan's completely indifferent attitude, he was furious.

It gritted its teeth and stepped forward, ready to teach this lazy mountain god a lesson, but was pulled back by a large hand covered in mud and dust.

The farmer stared at Zhengtai Biao with a serious expression:

"You silly child, why are you putting so much effort into the mountain god!"

Women gathered around, patting the little boy's head with loving expressions.

"She's quite a refined child."

Many people don't know that the enormous black tiger that was hundreds of meters long was actually this exquisite little boy in front of them.

They mistook Zhengtai Biao for a naughty little child.

Who is that Mountain God? He's a deity!

Could you possibly knock a little kid flying?

That's definitely not possible!

The Mountain God is just playing with you, little one!

Zhengtai Biao carefully pushed the woman's hand away: "No, I am..."

The farmer put down his hoe and interrupted it: "What are you?"

"No matter whose child you are, you must not disrespect the mountain god!"

The farmer looked very serious and gave the boy a good talking-to.

Li Yuan stood a few meters away, hands on his hips, a smirk playing on his lips: "Right!"

Zhengtai Biao glared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

The woman beside him then took Zhengtai Biao's little hand.

"Child, be good, don't anger the Mountain God!"

"Come on, Auntie will take you to play with my kid!"

Zhengtai Biao looked down at his 'petite' body, as if recalling the night he was asked for a title.

Li Yuan's "instigation" of saying "delicate and gentle, with a soft personality" has now become a lifelong shame for Biao.

"Li Yuan, you wait! Don't let me see you slacking off again, or I won't work either!"

Zhengtai Biao left with a vicious remark and was dragged away by the woman while she lectured him.

"You brat, you have no sense of reverence at all. How dare you speak to the mountain god like that?"

"Come here, let me tell you, the Mountain God, he..."

Zhengtai Biao was worried that he might hurt the mortal if he exerted too much force, and seeing the woman's loving expression, he could only be dragged away with tears in his eyes.

Li Yuan couldn't help but chuckle.

The farmer picked up his hoe again and continued tilling the land.

Li Yuan looked around and saw tens of thousands of people working hard to cultivate the land in this grain-growing area, preparing for planting grain.

Although people are not living a good life yet, they have hope in their hearts, and even under the scorching sun, they are still full of energy.

Standing on the earth, Li Yuan was deeply moved by the resilience of ordinary people.

No matter how much suffering one experiences, ordinary people always manage to pick themselves up and continue to live positively.

Even though life is short, even though conditions are harsh and people barely make ends meet, ordinary people never give up.

This is the light of life.

It is a flame that never goes out.

It is a spirit that is extremely difficult for those immortal beings with eternal lifespans to comprehend.

Li Yuan was deeply moved.

Soon.

"Mountain God!"

"If you have nothing to do, go rest. You're blocking my land reclamation!"

The farmer scratched his head.

"Oh!"

Li Yuan left dejectedly.

the other side.

The Emperor of the Great Yue Dynasty was supervising the discussions among his ministers.

The general reconstruction plan has been agreed upon; now the specific issue is implementation.

"Your Majesty, the task of inspecting grain is extremely important. I recommend that General Wang Shuo of Xuanhu be appointed to this post!"

A learned and respected scholar bowed and offered advice.

The Emperor of Dayue twitched his brow almost imperceptibly.

This Wang Shuo was the old minister's grand-nephew.

"Yes."

After some thought, the Emperor of Dayue did not refuse.

Several ministers then recommended to the Emperor of Dayue suitable candidates to oversee and lead various affairs.

The people they recommended were all related to some of the ministers in the room.

Emperor Dayue hesitated repeatedly, feeling somewhat troubled, but he eventually agreed to each request.

However, his complexion was somewhat dark.

His gaze was somewhat cold.

Others then decided on candidates for other tasks.

"Your Majesty, the procurement is a matter of vital importance to the people's food and daily life. I suggest that Feng Yun from the Miscellaneous Affairs Department be sent over!"

A minister bowed in greeting.

"Feng Yun is a promising young talent of our Great Yue. He is young but capable and can take on this responsibility!"

The Emperor of Dayue closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The ministers exchanged glances, seemingly sensing something and feeling somewhat uneasy.

The Great Moon Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, his aura somewhat icy.

His face held a half-smile:

"My Minister of Finance, tell me, what is your surname?"

The Emperor of Dayue had deep eyes and an imposing presence.

The Minister of Finance immediately broke out in a cold sweat, stammering, "Your subject... Your subject's surname is Feng."

"Then why don't you step back?"

The Emperor of Dayue glanced at him, speaking calmly.

But the Minister of Finance felt a chill run down his spine, swallowed hard, and immediately knelt down:

"Your Majesty deserves to die!"

The Emperor of Dayue looked around at his ministers.

He exuded immense power and possessed the aura of an emperor.

"With people's livelihoods still unstable, we should stop thinking about such petty and despicable things!"

"You have all suffered a lot along the way, so don't force me!"

The Emperor of Dayue exuded an indescribable domineering aura, his gaze sharp as swords, slashing across the faces of his ministers.

The officials immediately lowered their heads, knelt on the ground, and begged for forgiveness.

Emperor Dayue snorted coldly:

"The people are not yet at peace; everything is still in the early stages of confusion."

"Anyone who dares to profit at the expense of the people will have their head offered as a sacrifice to the heavens!"

His words were forceful, his voice carrying the sound of swords and blades, and his killing intent was intense.

"I will not remind you of matters of propriety!"

"Let me think about this some more carefully. Do some of the candidates need to be reconsidered?"

The ministers blushed and shouted for their lord to calm down.

This time, they were more careful and the people they recommended this time were not related by blood or marriage, but rather each had their own abilities.

The Emperor of Dayue sighed inwardly.

These officials are capable, but after only a few days of relative peace, their own petty schemes have already begun to surface.

What a headache.