Gao Zhang followed his master and boarded the big ship. On the very open surface of Jinming Pond, there was a cool breeze and ice-cold fruits, which was very refreshing.
Especially the ice-cold juice prepared by his considerate Master was so refreshing.
There is the sound of silk and bamboo in my ears, and there are young ladies dancing gracefully. Such a small day is indeed very good.
Gao Zhang, a disciple of the official Zhao Ji, was dragged to Jinming Pond for a walk. Naturally, Gao Zhang, as a disciple, would not have any objections. He could also feel that his master seemed to be in a very depressed mood.
In this case, Gao Zhang naturally had to stand from the perspective of his master and try to make him feel cheerful, but he should not die of depression due to being doubly hit because the god turned into a liar.
That would be completely divorced from the history Gao Zhang knew, and would be unsightly.
The scenery of Jinmingchi is beautiful, the lake is quiet, and there is a beautiful woman in front of you, fruits in front of you, and a lover around you.
Finally, the official Zhao Ji's mood gradually became more comfortable, and he waited until the dance in front of him came to an end.
After the official Zhao Ji raised his hand and waved away, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw his beloved disciple Gao Zhang beside him who was calm and composed, drinking juice and eating fruit happily.
"Xiao Gao, do you know that something happened to my teacher recently?"
Seeing Gao Zhang stop eating and drinking and looking up at him, the official Zhao Ji cleared his throat and thought that he had been deceived these days, ah no...
It was the idiot confidants around him who were deceived and kept urging him to go see the gods.
But I was dubious, and because I was busy with official duties, I didn't have much time to pass.
"But what Li Yansheng said so vividly is that the Immortal King can not only swallow clouds and spit out mist, he can also ascend to heaven and escape from the earth. He is omnipotent."
"I feel very strange about being a teacher. That day, I happened to go to the east building of Fan Tower to watch singing and dancing, and I happened to see the very wonderful "Autumn in the Han Palace"..."
Listening to the officials tampering with the facts without any sense of moral integrity, Yang Jian, who was standing aside, wished he could curl his lips to the base of his ears.
Gao Zhang, who was in front of the official Zhao Ji, had a serious expression on his face and was fully focused, as if he had been attracted by the story of the official Zhao Ji, which was full of loopholes.
With such a high-quality audience, the official Zhao Ji continued to tell the story more and more vividly.
After enjoying the performance, it was still early, so the official Zhao Ji decided to go to the lakeside to meet the immortal who had been waiting for him and give him a chance.
Having said this, the official Zhao Ji couldn't help but glance around, and was relieved when he saw that Yang Jian had retreated to a distance quite wisely.
"When I arrived there, I saw a Taoist priest flying in the wind and flying over the lake."
"If I hadn't seen the method of hanging people in mid-air in "Autumn in the Palace of Han Dynasty" directed by Xiao Gaoyou."
"I'm afraid that nine times out of ten, I will really be fooled."
Having said this, official Zhao Ji couldn't help grinding his teeth, and then quickly continued his statement.
How wise and powerful he was, he calmly watched Li Yan and Taoist Wang pretending to be a god conspiring together.
And how he used his brilliant methods to expose the tricks of these two bastards, making them confess on the spot and beg him to let them live.
In the end, those two bastards with quite bad moral character were thrown to the Imperial City Division, so that they could receive the punishment they deserved.
As soon as the official Zhao Ji finished speaking, Gao Zhang, who was in front of him, his mind swaying and fascinated by the words, bowed his head and bowed.
"Master only relied on his experience on stage to see the clumsy performance props tinkered by his disciples once.
He was able to draw inferences from one instance and detect the clever deception techniques of those scammers. This ability to see into the smallest details really made the disciples fall to the ground and admire them with great admiration. "
"I just regret that my disciple was not present. Otherwise, I would have dealt with those despicable and shameless people on behalf of Master."
"I use such despicable means to deceive Master, isn't it because Master is generous and kind, and he likes to accept talents from all over the world.
Only then did they feel they had an opportunity and wanted to profit from it. It's really hateful and annoying. "
"Master, please also ask prospective disciples to go to the Imperial City Division. Disciples will personally kill these deceitful people..."
I saw Xiao Gao, who was only eleven years old, with his childish expression on his face and angrily shouting in front of him.
Not only did the official Zhao Ji not feel unhappy, but he increasingly felt that his beloved disciple was thinking about him wholeheartedly.
"Okay, okay, you can be so considerate and comforting to my teacher, but you are still young. How can you be allowed to do things like fighting and killing."
"I appreciate your kindness. I only hope that you can continue to focus on the armament reform and achieve outstanding results. This is the best reward for my teacher."
"Disciple understands that he must do his best, strive to do his best, and live up to the love of his teacher."
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It was another interpretation of the deep love between master and apprentice. Zhao Ji, a satisfied and well-thought-out official, looked at the white clouds in the distance.
He drank the fine wine in front of him, raised his neck and drained it in one gulp, sighing with emotion.
"Why is it that only immortals can climb to the moon and catch it? I sincerely seek the truth, but I can't get my wish..."
Gao Zhang's face darkened. He was really drunk. How could this faint master be so obsessed with becoming an immortal?
I spend all day thinking about flying to the sky, escaping to the earth, and living the same life as heaven and earth. Please, you might as well pray that the subjects of the Song Dynasty can breathe together and share their fate.
Let's all hold high the banner of reform, and it will be more reliable to overthrow the three big mountains of redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses.
Official Zhao Ji turned his head if he realized it, and saw the worried expression on his beloved disciple Gao Zhang's face and caring eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm just sighing with emotion. I will definitely not be depressed. I will never let go of my desire to follow the Tao."
With his head held high and his chest high, he spoke out his oath, and then Zhao Ji, an official, said to his dull-witted disciple Gao Zhang.
"Xiao Gao, do you know why there are so many liars in the world pretending to be Taoists, Buddhas and immortals?"
"Ah this..." Gao Zhang blinked, wanting to say that it was mainly because of feudal superstition that killed people.
Everyone is not willing to believe in science, and is only willing to indulge in feudal superstition. So if you pretend to be a god and deceive people, isn't it true that every deception is accurate?
Even you, a fool, let those gangs of swindlers pretending to be gods to deceive you, but you still believe it.
If I hadn't worked hard to expose these little tricks for you over and over again, you might have started to give these scammers official posts and gifts, wasting national tax revenue.
What's more, the smart people and officials in the world will want to open your skull and put a few mouthfuls of saliva inside, which is better than being filled with water.
Gao Zhang, whose mind was full of random thoughts, heard Master Hunjun talking to himself.
"It's because there are real people in this world who have become immortals and attained the Tao."
"???"
(End of chapter)
