Tianshou Peak
Lan Caifang, who was wearing a light blue loose silk shirt, looked at the visiting boy with a smile.
"Junior Brother Yang, didn't you go back to your hometown? Why did you come to see me today?"
As a good friend of Yang and Zhao, she would certainly not be unaware of the recent events in the Zhao family.
In fact, before Yang Zhen left a few days ago, she specially sealed twenty spiritual stones as a memorial ceremony. It doesn't look like much, this is her salary for two months, and it's a sign of her heart.
So she knew Yang Zhen's itinerary these days clearly.
Yang Zhen cupped her hands and said, "I'm here today. Please ask Senior Sister for help if I have something to do. I heard that Senior Sister knows Senior Brother Shen from the General Affairs Hall's Reporting Section. Could you please introduce him to me?"
"Oh, you still remember that I know Senior Brother Shen!" Lan Caifang's eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled.
Senior Brother Shen Jiugeng of the Tang Newspaper Department is responsible for the production of the sect's daily Tang Newspaper in the General Affairs Hall, and then sends it to various places in the form of jade slips. When Zhao Beiqing read the battle report of the ambush at Xuan Feng Hall, it came from him.
This Senior Brother Shen loves to raise cats, and he keeps a second-level civet cat, which he got from Tianshou Peak in exchange for contribution points.
Lan Caifang mentioned this once. She also liked cats and dogs, so she got to know Senior Brother Shen.
Yang Zhen remembered the things she said casually so clearly. She didn't feel dissatisfied, but felt happy in her heart.
Soon, the two of them walked towards Tianqin Peak together. Soon I met Senior Brother Shen and made an appointment to have a drink and talk in a restaurant.
Shen Jiugeng was in his thirties, slim and handsome. He was dressed in Confucian scholar's uniform and looked like a Hanlin official in the capital.
After the two parties got to know each other, Yang Zhen discovered that this senior who was in the middle stage of foundation building had no airs at all, he was cheerful and enthusiastic, and his conversation was humorous.
After a few words of greeting, he handed over a jade bottle, which contained a second-level spiritual feeding pill, which could promote the advancement of spiritual beasts.
This elixir is also sold in Tianshou Peak, but it is usually of middle grade, and the top grade ones are kept for home use. Yang Zhen's bottle was something he practiced casually to familiarize himself with the characteristics of each elixir, and he selected six top-grade ones.
Shen Jiugeng opened it and sniffed it, with a look of surprise on his face and becoming more and more enthusiastic about Yang Zhen.
Half an hour later, Yang Zhen explained her intention.
"Senior brother is the editor of Tang Newspaper, can you accept submissions?"
"Submit a manuscript?" Shen Jiugeng chewed on the word and understood it immediately.
"Of course. Junior brother is looking for me this time, but do you have any insights into cultivating immortality, or are you just hearing stories?"
The two items he asked were the two most complex categories in the Tang newspaper.
"None of them. They are some deeds of my ancestor," Yang Zhen replied: "My ancestor from Zhexi died in Hanzhou not long ago. This is a manuscript written by a junior trustee. It reports that our ancestor died in Hanzhou. The heroic battle between the state and the demons."
"The ancestors were so loyal that they illuminated the sun and the moon. It is of no use to us, the descendants, so we can only express our condolences through these words. We also hope to carry forward the deeds of our ancestors and fulfill our filial piety."
He spoke so movingly that Senior Brother Shen was also shocked when he heard what he said. He stood up and saluted and said: "It turns out that this ancestor of Junior Brother's family is actually Master Zhexi who fought against the Demon King not long ago and kept my state safe. I am disrespectful and disrespectful." !”
He took the jade slip from Yang Zhen with both hands and read it carefully with a solemn expression.
This is a story. Yang Zhen vividly described the battle process between Zhexi Patriarch and the demons in a similar way. Most of it comes from Zhang Hejing's narration, and of course it has been appropriately processed and modified.
Over the past ten years, he has been telling stories almost every day. Even though he was a science and engineering man in his previous life, he has honed his writing skills.
A report created an extremely majestic image of Zhao Beiqing, and the process of his sacrifice was tear-jerking. The scribes of Xu State, who had never seen such a technique, were filled with excitement and awe.
"Great article!" Senior Brother Shen pawed his hands and sighed: "Junior Brother Yang has such a good article, why bother Junior Sister Lan? Just come to me directly!"
After saying that, he looked at Yang Zhen with a smile.
Here Lan Caifang joked: "In this way, I am purely superfluous! Then I will leave now, little sister, and you two can talk slowly."
Of course she won't really leave, but this little daughter's gesture made the two men apologize, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious.
Yang Zhen took the opportunity to take out another jade slip.
"What's this about?" Senior Brother Shen took it curiously and continued to read.
Yang Zhen explained: "After the death of our two ancestors, our Zhao family encountered some difficulties. This report shows the world that our Zhao family is determined to inherit the legacy of our ancestors, strive for self-improvement, and work hard."
"Demons can kill my ancestors, but they can never wipe out the spirit left behind by them!"
"Good!" Senior Brother Shen praised: "The situation in Hanzhou is critical now, and it is precisely the monks like us who need to step forward to help the crisis. If you, the Zhao family, can think like this, you can set an example for the world!"
As he spoke, he read the article in a hurry and made a few comments from time to time.
"The Zhao family, adhering to the legacy of our ancestors, is willing to donate 30,000 spiritual stones, purchase talismans, and send them to the demon battlefield. Okay!"
"Yeah, there are some drawings here, let me take a look. Well, it's rare for a twelve-year-old child to understand the righteousness so well and donate all the thirteen spiritual stones he has accumulated."
This was made by the twelve elders with the highest level of painting in the Zhao family. It depicts a schoolboy in the clan who opened his spiritual roots this year and donated all his spiritual stones.
The child is wearing a bun with two horns. He is very smart and cute. When he takes out the spiritual stone, his reluctant look is even more vivid.
Senior Brother Shen couldn't help but marvel.
After seeing it, he frowned:
"Why, are there still people forcing you to return the spirit stones at this time?"
"It's not forcing," Yang Zhen said sternly: "My ancestors were short of contribution points when they attacked the golden elixir, and they also helped a lot. Since they are in urgent need at this time, logically speaking, my Zhao family must repay it. How can it be considered forced?”
"In that case, how about removing this paragraph?"
"No, no," Yang Zhen waved her hands quickly: "This report does not have much content. If you remove this paragraph, wouldn't it look thin? How can you reflect the spirit of our Zhao family to face difficulties! Please show your respect, Senior Brother Shen, Be sure to keep this section.”
With that said, another thing was handed over, but it was a high-grade Foundation Establishment Pill.
Shen Jiugeng's expression changed. He was not stupid, and he immediately understood Yang Zhen's true intention.
However, what does this have to do with him?
These two reports, in the context of the increasingly serious invasion of demons, just catered to the needs of the sect.
Everyone in the sect needs more people like Zhao Zhexi who are willing to sacrifice their lives; more importantly, they need families like the Zhao family who have no complaints or regrets and give full support.
Therefore, by issuing these two reports, I will only achieve merit. Even if it causes some discussion, it will only be a small flaw and not worth mentioning.
Seriously, if you put this high-grade foundation-building pill up for auction, you would get twenty thousand spiritual stones at least. It was a great achievement for him to be sent back to his clan!
This junior brother is so generous!
I, Shen Jiugeng, have been working hard for ten years, and I have never made such a windfall!
Done!
Shen Jiugeng's mind was spinning, and in an instant he had clearly analyzed the gains and losses, and immediately laughed:
"Junior brother, don't worry! I will cover these two reports..."
He said something softly.
"Send it out at this time to ensure the best effect! Haha!"
