"Dragon Qi? Xiaoxiao?"
There are undoubtedly conditions required for the "Grave Sutra" to realize your wishes, and these conditions are linked to luck.
Holding a dog leg in his hand and chewing on it, Zhang Xuezhou also listened to Rong Tianding whisper about this bizarre incident.
If most people listen to it, they will think that Rong Tianding is talking nonsense, or think that Rong Tianding is hallucinating, but Zhang Xuezhou is aware of the possibility of the tomb sutra's wish coming true.
Most of the tomb sutras recited by Rong Tianding originated from Dong Zhongshu, and a small part was corrected by Zhang Xuezhou. The tomb sutras cited by Emperor Jing probably had some special connection with Chang'an City.
“It would be great if this scripture could make wishes come true again and again!”
Zhang Xuezhou is not very capable but very courageous. If he knew that Emperor Jing's tomb scriptures could pull the power to realize wishes in Chang'an City, he would have to give it a try.
But Rong Tianding's wish satisfied Zhang Xuezhou, and only his own relatives could think of him when praying for wishes.
He immediately hoped to avoid illnesses and disasters. After all, he had been living a very difficult life in the past month. Not only was this side of his body getting smashed, but the other side was also traumatized.
"Eat more, and we won't get sick or suffer any disaster," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
He asked Rong Tianding not to talk nonsense about these things, and he couldn't help but wonder who was scolding the new emperor.
Their life was not good, and the new emperor was obviously not as prosperous as they had imagined.
"Your Majesty must change your god!"
Thinking of what happened to the Tu'er tribe, Zhang Xuezhou muttered a sentence without thinking.
But he soon lingered on chewing to fill his stomach, and carefully felt every change in his body after being filled with nutrients.
Faced with the tomb scripture that might have fulfilled his wish, Zhang Xuezhou naturally hoped to draw on its power.
Rong Tianding's wish could not change his bad luck, but it would at least save him some trouble and prevent him from being almost killed by a collapsed building during a heavy rain.
If the cause of his death was due to a heavy rain, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would be quite unwilling.
He urged Rong Tianding to eat more meat to replenish his body, and he couldn't help but think about how to improve the current situation.
According to the theory of luck, there is help from noble people. Judging from the situation of Dong Zhongshu being hit by the collapsed building, it is obvious that the other party cannot protect them.
If he had bad luck and went to Shouchun City to watch the excitement, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there was a high probability that he would suffer instead of fishing.
Moreover, Zhang Xuezhou also wanted to investigate the news about Zhang Zhong and the Yourong family. This was something Dong Zhongshu could not solve despite his promise. The problem might be more difficult than he imagined, and it was also impossible to solve the problem under unfavorable circumstances.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that he needed to worship on a different mountaintop, but he really didn't have many connections in Chang'an City.
"I don't know if Zhang Qian will become an official?"
Zhang Xuezhou thought about Zhang Qian for a while, but Zhang Qian didn't even have a place to live in Chang'an City, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't find one.
Moreover, Zhang Qian's ability is even lower than Dong Zhongshu's, so he may not be able to cover them.
"When will Your Majesty launch a general recruitment campaign for all the virtuous people in the world?"
Relying on the big tree to enjoy the shade, Zhang Xuezhou finally felt that it might not be bad to rely on the imperial court to improve his luck. People like Rong Tianding were the beneficiaries of Chang'an City's luck.
Zhang Qian mentioned that self-recommendation can serve as an official, but currently it is only limited to a small range of internal personnel, and there are more stringent reviews.
People like Zhang Xuezhou will be rejected even if they find a way to submit a self-recommendation letter.
"You have to wait. I can't be fooling around recently. I need to settle down and live my life. I'll wait and see when the court will open more doors, and then I can try my luck!"
Zhang Xuezhou thought clearly and finally felt that he should stay in one place to minimize problems.
After Rong Tianding's "Grave Sutra" fulfilled his wish, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he wanted to explore more of Chang'an City to see if he could become a "Xiaoxiao".
Official positions can rely on the court to enjoy the blessings of luck, but Zhang Xuezhou doesn't mind other ways to normalize his luck or embark on the road of good luck.
He thought about what he had learned, many of which involved the Yin-Yang family's formations, physiognomy, and Huang-Lao's techniques.
"It would be great if there was a way to absorb the luck of those big shots!"
He thought in his heart and felt that relying on nobles and the court was a bad idea. If he could absorb the luck and power of those big people when he was unlucky, that would be the best way.
Zhang Xuezhou just had some delusions in his mind.
Firstly, it is impossible for the big shots to be stupid enough to let people absorb their luck, and secondly, he does not have the ability.
But this thought was like a poisonous scorpion in his heart, and it made him think about it for a long time.
"Eight pounds of dog meat, two pounds of beef and one chicken, a total of one hundred and twenty-two and a half taels!"
Only after settling the bill with a full stomach did Zhang Xuezhou realize what was the most important thing at the moment.
No illness or disaster, no chance of being an official, no pursuit of luck, nothing is worth the cost of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
This is the expensive city of Chang'an.
This meal cost Zhang Xuezhou a quarter and a half of his money.
Not to mention eating big meals every day, even if they eat naan and steamed cakes, they can't last long.
"Cousin, we can sell paintings!"
When Zhang Xuezhou and Rong Tianding discussed the total, Rong Tianding couldn't help but think of the old way. This suggestion made Zhang Xuezhou shrug.
Without the right time, place, and right people, Rong Tianding's pig blood paintings would be just useless canvases with no chance of being sold.
Moreover, if you want to do business in Chang'an City, you can't just talk about it. If you want to do business, you must register with the city. After you have the city registration, you need to pay "city rent" to the government before you can set up a stall.
If you want to be decent, you have to rent a "line shop" or a "dishe", that is, rent a stall to operate.
There are so many rules, so you can’t just sell whatever you want.
Not only could Rong Tianding's pig blood paintings not be sold, such counterfeits could not be registered in the municipal register.
“There are so many rules, it’s so difficult in a place like this!”
After being explained by Zhang Xuezhou, Rong Tianding felt that there were too many rules in Chang'an City and there was no freedom at all in Cheng'an City.
"A large number of people must be managed." Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said: "It is normal to have more rules. Otherwise, Chang'an City would be fighting with butcher's knives every day!"
There is only one Rong Li in Rongcheng, but there are many people in Chang'an City who are as tough and possess basic martial arts as Rong Li.
If they fight to occupy the stalls, the battle in Chang'an City will definitely have no end.
"It's so difficult to make a living," Rong Tianding said, "Why don't we go back to Chengdu to get some money for emergencies?"
"That's a great idea!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded.
If he hadn't just made up his mind not to wander around, Zhang Xuezhou would have wanted to take Rong Tianding and ride the black and white horses on a small road straight to Chengdu.
But he wandered from Nanbu Continent to Beiju Luzhou and experienced too many dangerous things. In reality, he also caused trouble when he crossed from the Red Alliance to the Thousand Islands Alliance.
If Zhang Xuezhou still has the courage to travel far away at this time, he undoubtedly does not take caution and safety seriously.
"But now that we have grown up, how can we still think of relying on family support!"
He agreed with Rong Tianding's idea, and then rejected it righteously.
This made Rong Tianding full of shame. He felt that his cousin, who had been working for several years, had a different mindset. He still wanted to rely on family support, while Zhang Xuezhou had already made up his mind to be self-reliant.
(End of chapter)
