Chapter 121

【No enfeoffment, no seal, no authorization — a Great Ming Pacification Commissioner Office in name only.】

【There are three solutions: first, petition the court for an imperial edict; the court issues the Saint's decree, sends down the seal and ribbon — this is the most legitimate path to office, the very pinnacle of legitimacy.

Such as Shi Jinqing, Pacification Commissioner of the Great Ming Old Port Pacification Commission; he once assisted the Three Treasures Eunuch's fleet in its voyages, and during that time also participated in suppressing the pirate Chen Zuyi; afterward he sent his son-in-law to pay respects to the Chengzu Emperor.

The Chengzu Emperor bestowed the title of Old Port Pacification Commissioner upon Shi Jinqing.

From then on, the Great Ming established forts and warehouses on Sumatra Island, Malacca, and the Malacca Strait, governing Nanyang and assisting the Three Treasures Eunuch in maritime affairs.

Second, a court official wielding real power acts at his discretion, personally inscribing the Great Ming Pacification Commissioner signboard on site — this too carries the recognition of a Great Ming Pacification Commissioner Office.

Such as when the Three Treasures Eunuch voyaged to the Western Oceans, reaching the distant Malina Kingdom; the Malina ruler, ignorant of heaven's mandate, actually raised weapons against the Great Ming interpreters, so he was pacified and exterminated, and a compliant man was enfeoffed as king in his place.

Such discretionary action means the Pacification Commission's authority is too low; it must be considered with caution.

Third, Ming men conquer this country by force of arms, expanding Great Ming territory.

Such as when Ming navy sailors in African waters were knocked into the sea by waves, narrowly escaped death, and were washed onto an island by the surf, nearly hunted and eaten by locals; they fought back fiercely, slaughtering through the local tribe, a great victory!

Afterward they demolished the tribe's shrine, proclaimed this to be Ming soil; this being land without officials, he himself became the Great Ming Pacification Commissioner here.

Thereafter he reformed the island tribe's cannibalistic customs; the people must observe Great Ming rites, speech must be the Great Ming officials' Mandarin.

Mulberry planting, silkworm raising, marriages, funerals, weddings — all conduct and regulations were reformed according to Ming customs.

This kind, though lacking the court's Saint's decree and lacking a court power-holder's discretionary act, is yet the most legitimate Great Ming Pacification Commissioner.】

This... Chen Yaozu had always thought Daoism was a relatively conservative religion; never expected, never expected...

This last clause, this final hint, is clearly the Great Ming Pacification Commissioner that most reveres speaking with the sword.

But this thing is simply impossible — what place is this? This fucking is America!

Subdue America by force of arms, then become the most legitimate Great Ming Pacification Commissioner on this land.

What are you thinking? Don't even dare think it — this fucking is the world's strongest country so far!

This option goes straight to pass; the remaining ones are the first two options.

The first, ask the court for the Saint's decree, seal and ribbon...

Fine!

Pass! This thing, never mind whether it can be obtained, even if it could, it would definitely cause a huge uproar...

Then a bunch of people would study just what the hell is going on?

Especially America; they would definitely investigate why Chen Yaozu wants to set up a Great Ming Pacification Commissioner ancient building in Los Angeles, and once they dig...

Good grief! The Great Ming Pacification Commission is a yamen the Ming Dynasty used to maintain its rule in remote regions.

Now, someone actually sets up such a thing in Los Angeles; although it's no longer the Ming Dynasty, what the hell does it mean? Plus the person setting up this ancient building is still a Mysterious World cultivator, a religion's Purple-robed Archbishop.

Never mind that getting the court's decree, seal and ribbon is an extremely, extremely difficult matter — or rather, a fundamentally impossible one!

Even with heaven-defying luck, if one day fortune suddenly turns and you obtain this document.

The day the document reaches your hand might also be the time this ancient building of yours gets demolished by America.

So only the second option remains: have a court official holding real power come on site and write a plaque for your Great Ming Pacification Commission...

One could say all three options are unlikely, but the second is the easiest to achieve, though still as hard as ascending to heaven.

Never mind that the current Dongda is no longer the ancient court; even if it still counts as the court.

But a court official — why would they travel thousands of miles to come here and write a plaque for you?

Whether they'd even approve it is a question!

This difficulty is no less than the first, making the court issue a Saint's decree and the Great Seal.

So, this Great Ming Pacification Commissioner Office of mine will probably remain in name only forever!

Then what about my cultivation? My spirit is now slowly being polluted by Evil God Power; what do I do? When my spirit is thoroughly polluted, will I still be me? He'd thought about throwing away the Great Seal, but throwing it away is useless! However, he recalled that Yan Xiansheng — this one should also be someone with a bit of status; if he writes...

Just then, the phone rang, interrupting his thoughts; he picked up his phone, glanced at it — an unfamiliar number.

And not an American number; his heart stirred with a guess.

He answered: "Hello!"

"It's me!"

Aunt Yuan's slightly excited voice came through: "A Zu, let me tell you some good news!

Your matter has been thoroughly cleared up! That murder case wasn't done by you; it's basically been solved — someone killed that whole family to frame you. Now, your San Shu's honor is restored, and you're cleared too; you can come back!

By the way, bring your wife back so your parents and San Shu can see her!"

Hearing Aunt Yuan's words, though he'd been prepared in his heart, he still couldn't help but feel joy.

In truth, he'd always felt an invisible shackle on him, making him uncomfortable all along — that's the feeling of carrying a lawsuit; it can affect the soul.

Though ordinary people might not perceive it, ever since Chen Yaozu had the Celestial Master's Seal in hand, he was no longer an ordinary person.

At this moment, hearing this news from the phone, he suddenly felt the shackles on him shatter; his whole body felt indescribably light, and he actually sensed his spiritual thoughts become a few degrees sharper and livelier! He discovered the irritation in his heart had vanished by more than half.

In high spirits, Chen Yaozu agreed readily: "Good, I'll find time to bring Audrey back for Dad, Mom, and San Shu to see."

But Aunt Yuan on the other end urged: "No need to find time — come back these two days! These years your San Shu and I have been working in Nanyang; we have an enemy, and your case back then was very likely arranged by this enemy.

Now this enemy is dead, but he has a son who fled; heard he went to North America too; I'm afraid he's coming for you.

To prevent any accident, you might as well return to the country; returning is safe!"

Oh! What Aunt Yuan spoke of should be Liu Xing, who already harbors hidden resentment in the Northwest.

But Aunt Yuan was evasive, not revealing a single word about her rampaging through Nanyang and seizing control of Southeast Asia's number one gang, the Tianzi-type, both big and small.

Yet seeing her so worried for him, Chen Yaozu couldn't keep hiding it: "Third Aunt, that Liu Xing showed up at my door, even knows head-lowering sorcery, worshipped an Eight-faced Evil God! But his learning was insufficient — he died!

So regarding safety you don't need to worry; when there's a chance and time I'll definitely return to the country!

But recently no time!

Audrey is still in twelfth grade; wait till next year she gets into university, there should be summer vacation time!

Then we'll go back!"

Hearing this, Madam Yuan was so surprised she almost couldn't react: "What did you say? Liu Xing died?"

Chen Yaozu replied: "Right, he wanted to use head-lowering sorcery against me, but his strength wasn't enough, his learning was insufficient, and then he suffered backlash!"

He didn't say he did it himself; sometimes it's better not to speak of this kind of thing than to speak of it.

To tell the truth, if he could return to the country, Chen Yaozu would definitely want to return! But, returning to the domestic sphere, he would have no way to turn the Great Ming Pacification Office from something in name only into something real and deserved.

Returning to the domestic sphere and still setting up a Great Ming Pacification Office, what are you trying to do? So this thing can only be done overseas! If it really doesn't work, he'll carry a wooden board and fly back to the domestic sphere, have that Yan Xiansheng write a few characters with a brush, and bring it back to try.

The friendship is there; asking him to write a few characters, not difficult, right? And, no matter where you are now, there's no problem; the most important thing is that one can cultivate!

He just happened to glimpse a corner of the Mysterious World; at this time, it's better not to move than to move.

"Since he's dead, let him be dead!"

Over the phone, Madam Yuan's voice came again:

"A Zu, I heard you can also catch ghosts? I just got a call saying you helped them catch a neutrino, called something Peach Blossom Nightmare, is there such a thing?"

Madam Yuan even knows about this?

Shouldn't this thing be classified?

But since she already knows, Chen Yaozu doesn't hide it either: "Right, there is indeed such a thing! What's up?"

"It's like this, someone found me……"

Madam Yuan's side only then understood; no wonder Liu Xing, who knew Nanyang head-lowering sorcery, would die at the hands of this nephew of hers; turns out her own nephew also has something in his hands.

"It's like this, someone found me……"

……

A certain Neutrino Research Institute.

The entire institute's staff, not a single one got up to work today; each and every one with sunken eye sockets, looking withered and rotten like dead wood.

In an old professor's house, several guards held up work permits with their left hands surrounding a woman in place; among them, one who was very obviously the captain flipped open a Criminal Code.

"Madam, I now suspect you of intentionally injuring others' bodies, and the victims are numerous, the case is major.

According to Article 234 of the Criminal Code, whoever intentionally injures another's body shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, or public surveillance.

If the circumstances are serious……"

(Chapter End)