"Really?" Zhao Ji, an official, asked Li Yan with some uncertainty.
After receiving a positive answer, he let out a sigh of relief.
His eyes fell on Yang Jian again. After all, he was the old man who had been with him for many years. Zhao Ji, an official who had finally missed his old relationship, gave the order calmly.
"Get up. It seems that you are really ill and haven't recovered yet. During this period, you can just take care of yourself with peace of mind."
"My slave, I thank you for your kindness..." Yang Jian replied with tears in his eyes.
But when he raised his head, the official family was already striding forward.
Li Yan, who was following the official, happened to turn his head at this moment, saw Yang Jian's embarrassed appearance, and showed a ferocious smile.
Yang Jian stared at Li Yan until the figures of the official family left his sight, and then he sat down on the ground slumped.
"Daddy, get up quickly, the ground is cold..."
Only then did the confidant eunuch on the side dare to step forward and help the official's first confidant up in a cautious manner.
After Yang Jian stood up, he felt cold even though it was midsummer now, staying in this deep palace confinement.
The official's attitude just now made Yang Jian understand that maybe this was just the beginning of his loss of power.
Now that Li Yan has gained power, how can he allow himself to be on the side of the bed?
After returning to his room, Yang Jian was restless and paced back and forth slowly in the room, but he had no good solution.
Early the next morning, Yang Jian rushed over early.
He saw that Li Yan had arrived even earlier than him. After the official showed up, Yang Jian was about to step forward to wait on him.
Then I heard the official Zhao Ji speak.
"Didn't I say that I would give you a few days off? You should take good care of yourself first, and then we can talk about it later."
Without waiting for Yang Jian to answer, he strode straight towards Chui Gong Hall. Behind him was Li Yan, whose footsteps became extremely brisk.
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At dusk, the light had turned dim. Zhao Ji, an official with a white feather in his hand, stood dreamingly on the bank of the nameless lake.
After waiting for a long time, I finally saw the scene described by Li Yan.
In the distance, there was a faint sound of singing and reciting Taoist scriptures, echoing around the lakeside.
And a man dressed in white quietly appeared in the distance, and then he was soaring above the lake, fluttering and flying.
Seeing this scene, official Zhao Ji was so shocked that his eyes widened and he couldn't help but let out a low cry.
This is not a god, how can it still be a bird?
Finally, the immortal in white clothes slowly landed on the lakeside about twenty feet away from the official Zhao Ji and others.
Then he walked slowly towards this side, but this immortal with the surname Wang and his immortal spirit seemed to be so outstanding.
After Xingzhi came forward, he looked at the official Zhao Ji with bright eyes, and then saluted Zhao Ji.
"I watched the person holding the feather have purple energy rising, and I felt very strange. I didn't expect that the emperor of the world was actually here, and he was so polite..."
"Immortal elders don't need to be polite. I wonder where the immortal elders are cultivating and why they are here?"
Li Yan, who bowed his head respectfully, saw the official talking to the Wang Immortal with eagerness on his face.
Finally he let out a sigh of relief, feeling secretly proud in his heart.
As long as Wang Xianchang can be valued by the officials, then as their former matchmaker, our family's position at the bottom will definitely be stable.
Thinking of Yang Jian's devastated expression when he left with the officials today.
Li Yan almost burst into laughter and hurriedly controlled his emotions. Now he needed to stabilize himself and not let his emotions drift away.
Old dog Yang, please let me live a little longer. When our family's position is stable, that will be the day of your death...
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Official Zhao Ji had no idea what the hell Li Yan was thinking.
At this moment, he heard that the Immortal Wang had once traveled to the top of Kunlun Mountains and tasted the immortal wine and dew.
I even took a nap in the palace that day and saw what those immortals looked like.
This made the official Zhao Ji even more excited, and he asked carefully what was in Kunlun and what immortal things were in the heavenly palace.
Listening to the fairyland described by this immortal king, I was so mesmerized that I really wished I could get a pair of wings and fly to the sky.
Looking at the official in front of me who was completely swayed by him, ah... he was completely intoxicated by the magical wonderland he described.
Wang Xianchang was naturally happy in his heart. Wang Xianchang walked slowly while talking.
Although the official Zhao Ji was not suitable for this kind of conversation, he could only make do with it. After all, the other party was a god who could ascend to heaven and escape from the earth.
You can't ask the gods to listen to you, lie down when you tell them to lie down, and raise your eyebrows when you ask them to, right?
Unknowingly, they had been chatting about the situation for almost an hour, and at this moment, the Immortal Wang suddenly tilted his head and seemed to be listening attentively to something.
Zhao Ji, an official on the side, glanced at the other party with a confused look on his face, then raised his ears and listened carefully.
But in addition to the cooing of owls in the distance, he also heard some cicadas chirping. These were ordinary summer night sounds, nothing out of the ordinary.
At this time, the Wang Immortal gave a deep sigh, turned his head, and saluted the official Zhao Ji.
"The poor Taoist has received the decree of the Heavenly Palace and cannot stay any longer. He can only say goodbye..."
Hearing this, the official Zhao Ji couldn't help but take two steps forward and grabbed the opponent's big hand.
"Can't the Immortal Chief stay a little longer? I still want to listen to the Immortal Chief's sermons, and I also want to ask the Immortal Chief for advice on how to cultivate immortality..."
Seeing that the official of the Song Dynasty in front of me is so eager, he looks like I will drag you if you don't agree.
The Wang Immortal was secretly happy in his heart, but a helpless smile appeared on his face.
"This is the decree of the Heavenly Palace. If I don't follow it, I will suffer a thunder disaster. However, I have a close relationship with the officials. In this case, I will leave this thing to the officials..."
"If the officials want to see Pindao, they will send the people who were waiting here yesterday to come here with this token, and I will know..."
Official Zhao Ji looked at the feather-shaped, white jade tablet in his hand.
When he raised his head again, he saw the Wang Immortal making some gestures after walking a few feet away.
Then he let out a hearty laugh. "Guan Jia, you and I will meet again soon..."
After the sound was still echoing by the lake, Zhao Ji, an official, witnessed with his own eyes the Immortal Wang slowly leaving the ground.
Then he began to fly towards the center of the lake, flying gradually and further away...
Official Zhao Ji stared at this scene blankly, his face full of shock and admiration.
When will I be able to cultivate such celestial arts and Taoism, soaring in the clouds and mists like this immortal leader, and living freely between heaven and earth...
Li Yan, who rushed over, saw the white shadow disappearing into the forest cover in the distance, then saw the familiar jade tablet that the official was playing with, and couldn't help but feel happy...
(End of chapter)
