"Where's the time?" Wen Jin looked at the location of the town outlined by Han Xian on the map and asked with a frown.
"It is not yet possible to determine the exact time. It is estimated to be seven or eight days later, but it may also be one or two days ahead or delayed one or two days due to the temperature difference causing the air flow to increase or slow down." Han Xian said.
"How did you judge the storm?" Wen Jin stared at Han Xian.
Now there are no satellites and no cloud maps. How can we predict typhoons so far away and so many days in advance?
Han Xian also looked at Wen Jin in confusion, "The storm is also energy. Can't you feel such strong energy fluctuations, junior sister?"
Wen Jin slowly shook his head.
Han Xian immediately took out his Bagua disk and said, "You can also tell it through divination, but it's still not accurate now. When the storm gets closer to the land, you can accurately judge the time it landed.
"But the energy in nature is ever-changing, and some storms will change their course during driving. The details need to be looked at and tested again."
Xiao Yuchen frowned and stared at Han Xian.
He didn't believe at all in this Taoist priest who didn't look like a Taoist priest.
What nonsense are you talking about?
But Wen Jin nodded seriously, "If it's around July 8th, then we really need to tell Dagu to postpone the trial date.
"Allowing big ships to avoid storms is only one of them. The other is to allow them to help fishermen along the coast to avoid danger when leaving the port."
Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but widen his eyes... Did Wen Jin already believe it?
Why did she believe this man of unknown origin so easily?
Just because he was introduced by Mr. Qi?
No...if he was really introduced by Mr. Qi, of course it would be credible.
But what if he is not Han Xian? What if he is fake?
After Han Xian resigned.
Wen Jin came to the table, laid out paper and polished ink, and wanted to write a letter to Dagu.
"Why do you think he is trustworthy?" Xiao Yuchen frowned.
Wen Jin raised her eyes to look at him, smiled, and then lowered her head to write the letter. It wasn't until she finished writing the letter and sealed it that she asked, "I didn't believe him."
"Huh?" Xiao Yuchen raised his eyebrows.
You didn't believe him and immediately wrote to Dagu?
"I just prefer to believe it."
Wen Jin said, "As for whether he is Han Xian, whether he is trustworthy, and how capable he is, we have to wait and see.
"Until I am sure that he is trustworthy, it will not affect my decision on this matter.
"Besides, what good does it do him to lie to me about the storm? To tease me? To tease the Daku Shipyard? And thus lose our trust in him?"
Xiao Yuchen looked at Wen Jin blankly... He always felt like there was something in his chest, which made it uncomfortable.
Jin'er said she didn't believe him, but she already believed him very much, right?
He must keep an eye on this Han Xian to see what kind of monster he is!
Han Xian didn't know that the current emperor was so wary of him.
As soon as he left the palace of the Emperor and Queen, he was blocked by two young eunuchs, "Taoist Priest, the Emperor has invited you."
Han Xian chuckled and said, "I am not a Taoist priest. I have learned a little bit of skills, but I am still far from the realm of a Taoist priest."
The two young eunuchs looked at each other and said, "I heard that you came back on a tiger? Is this a small trick? You are too modest!"
"This is not a 'skill', it's just a matching of auras." Han Xian waved his hand and said.
The two young eunuchs looked confused, obviously not understanding.
"I am also a tiger." Han Xian said.
Little eunuch: "..."
I’ve never heard of people born in the year of tiger being able to ride a tiger!
"Anyway, please come this way. The Supreme Emperor will ask you to come over." Two young eunuchs blocked his way.
Han Xian raised his hand and rubbed his stomach. It seemed that he was a little full and it would be good to take a walk to relieve his appetite.
"Please lead the way." He cupped his hands with a smile on his face.
Two young eunuchs led the way.
The two of them glanced back from time to time and whispered, "He really doesn't look like a Taoist priest. Those Taoist priests in Taihe Palace look so powerful."
"He just ignored us and never looked at us. But he still turned away from us!"
Han Xian looked at the scenery on the left and right, his smile became brighter, like a spring breeze.
"All capable people are like flowers on the high mountain, right? It seems that he is indeed not a powerful person!"
"The Supreme Emperor may be disappointed this time."
The two young eunuchs talked quietly in front of others, thinking that Han Xian couldn't hear them.
Han Xian listened with great interest, and when he saw the Supreme Emperor, he behaved more respectfully and politely.
"I have met the Supreme Emperor, Han Xian, a scoundrel disciple of Mr. Qi from Guigu Sect." Han Xian bowed.
The Supreme Emperor looked him up and down, "I heard that you know Taoism and can control beasts?"
"Beast control?" Han Xian waved his hands repeatedly, "Students don't know how."
"Didn't you come back on a tiger?" The Emperor's eyes widened.
Han Xian said, "That's true. It's because the student is not good at equestrian skills and doesn't like to ride on a horse with others."
The Supreme Emperor: "..."
I’ve never heard of someone riding a tiger because they don’t know how to ride a horse!
"What Taoist techniques do you know? How's your cultivation level?" The Supreme Emperor raised his chin and asked arrogantly.
Han Xian bowed and answered respectfully, "Xiaoshu, the student only knows Xiaoshu, knows nothing about Taoism, and has no cultivation at all. He is practicing in this world."
The Emperor frowned in dissatisfaction, "Then show me a thing or two!"
"Ah?" Han Xian looked embarrassed and scratched his head. "The students don't have anything to show, either?"
"Stop pretending to me! Do you think I don't know? You were invited by Wen Jin, right? Aren't you descendants of Guigu very powerful? How come you are so incompetent?" The Supreme Emperor hated that people treated him so perfunctorily.
This is tantamount to rejecting the opportunity he gave.
A superior person can tolerate rejection, which requires greater tolerance than ordinary people.
The Supreme Emperor obviously no longer has this courage.
He scolded Han Xian.
On the contrary, Han Xian smiled innocently, "Yes, the students under my husband are the most incompetent and give me the most headaches."
"Ha!" The Supreme Emperor sneered, "That's not true!"
Han Xian raised his eyebrows.
The Supreme Emperor mocked, "Mr. Qi is old and confused! He actually accepted a female disciple! He is still a closed disciple. This is the most humiliating thing to your sect!"
"If you were loyal and filial people, you should have dissuaded Mr. Qi back then, and you should not have allowed him to be so confused that he would not be safe in his later years!"
When Han Xian heard this, he narrowed his eyes and his aura immediately changed.
"My little junior sister is very talented, and my husband has a sharp eye for pearls. It is a rare master-disciple relationship, and it is still a good story to this day!
"Back then, the Supreme Emperor also lent the Royal Garden to hold a apprenticeship banquet for my junior sister, which made my disciples rejoice.
"Why is it that the Supreme Emperor now wants to slander what happened back then?"
Han Xian looked at him coldly, with a bit of majesty on his young face.
The Supreme Emperor was unaware of Han Xian's changes. He mocked, "I was too kind back then, and I have always been soft-hearted. Otherwise, when she was fat and stupid many years ago, I would not have listened to the monk's words and just followed the tide. I regret asking her to marry Chen'er..."
"Shut up! Your Majesty can insult me, but you can't insult my junior sister!"
Han Xian's expression turned cold, "My junior sister is kind-hearted by nature. She was killed by a traitor back then. She has already endured hardships that were inappropriate for her age. Don't slander her reputation any more!"
