The speaker is in his early forties, wearing a light blue Confucian shirt, with three long beards under his chin, and a fair complexion, giving people a gentle and elegant look.
But the gleam that flashed from time to time in those slender, slightly narrowed eyes made people feel shuddering, as if they were being stared at by a hungry wolf.
This person's name is Lu I don't know, and he is Wai Lang, a member of the Qing Dynasty official department of the Ministry of Etiquette.
Officials, households, soldiers, workers, punishments, and rituals.
Among the six departments, the Ministry of Rites ranks at the bottom in terms of power and wealth. A low-ranking official like Yuan Wai Lang, who was born in the fifth rank, really couldn't hold his head high in Kyoto where there were so many high-ranking officials.
But the strange thing is that Gu Fengxiao seems to be quite afraid of Lu Zhizhi. Although he is trying to be calm on the surface, there is always a hint of panic in his eyes and his body seems a little stiff.
Lu Zhizhi stared at Gu Fengxiao with a smile on his face. Seeing that he was fidgeting, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"Master Lu, I..."
Gu Fengxiao was a little distracted by being stared at. He licked his chapped lips and was about to speak, but Lu Zhidun waved his hands and stood up. He walked around behind Gu Fengxiao with his hands behind his back and patted his shoulder.
"Last autumn, you sold all your wealth and went to Shushan to participate in the disciple selection, but in the end you failed due to lack of talent. Then you were unwilling to accept it and came to Kyoto to participate in the Spring Festival, but you still failed.
At that time, you had spent all your money and had no choice but to sleep on the streets with beggars and wild dogs. Fortunately, I met this official, who took pity on your talent and made connections to send you to the Immortal Immortal Division to serve as a clerk.
You are indeed living up to your expectations. It only took less than half a year to successfully absorb spiritual energy into your body and become a monk. I am also very pleased, which shows that you did not make a mistake at the beginning.
On the night when you became a monk, I invited you to drink wine to celebrate. That night we drank wine and talked happily. Feng Xiao, do you still remember what we talked about that night? "
"Of course... I remember, but Mr. Lu..."
"It's good to remember, it's good to remember."
Lu Zhizhi slapped Gu Fengxiao hard on the shoulder, interrupting what he was about to say.
"Although it has been more than a month since that drinking session, I still remember the scene that night and every word I said clearly, as if it happened yesterday.
I have analyzed the current world situation with you, and frankly said that the existence of the Jixian Division has become a barrier between the imperial court and the Sanjue Holy Land. Only by completely eradicating Ji Xian Si can the imperial court and Sanjue Holy Land put aside their past grievances and work together. Only in this way can all the demons in the north and the rats living in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the south be wiped out, and then the true unification be completed.
At that time, all the land in the world was the land of the king, and the shores of the land were all the ministers of the king. What a prosperous scene that will be, just thinking about it makes me burst into tears.
And Feng Xiao, you also strongly agree with my views, and have sworn an oath to help him with all his strength, even at the cost of his life.
Since the arresting gods ascended to the immortal world eight hundred years ago, every chief arrester of the Immortal Division has been stuck at the peak of the fourth rank, unable to make any progress. It's strange to say that they knew that forcing a breakthrough would lead to death or life, but they still kept going like stupid donkeys. It was really ridiculous.
Yu Qingzhika has been at the peak of the fourth rank for many years but has never tried to break through. This is because the talent of the Jixian Division is withering and there is no candidate to inherit the position of Chief Catcher.
Feng Xiao, although your cultivation qualifications can only be considered average, you are already outstanding among the mediocre people in Jixian Division. As long as he makes some achievements and shows his talents, he will definitely win Yu Qingzhi's trust and appreciation, get his full cultivation, and become the only candidate to be the next chief catcher.
Therefore, I have painstakingly planned to encourage that stupid woman Murong Qiu Shui to cause trouble with Ji Xian Si, and spent huge sums of money to buy the Apparition Talisman, so as to create an opportunity for you to get ahead.
What a pity... But Rong Feilai came out halfway and took away the opportunity that originally belonged to you, Feng Xiao. It is really hateful. "
Hearing Lu Zhizhi mention Rong Fei, Gu Fengxiao's eyes suddenly became a little complicated.
"Actually, Rongtou...Rongfei's talent is indeed far better than mine. I am convinced that I lost to him."
"Oh! It seems that the news I received is indeed correct. Feng Xiao and Na Rongfei have turned their feud into friendship."
"Master Lu, I'm not..."
Gu Fengxiao noticed the change in Lu Zhizhi's tone and quickly wanted to explain, but was interrupted again.
"A good bird chooses a tree to rest on. Feng Xiao, you are right. You don't need to explain too much. I can understand it. But I don't know if Rong Fei knows the promise and oath you made to me. He will What would you think?
According to my understanding, Rong Fei has a vicious personality and will retaliate for his anger. Think of Fan Li, a dignified household minister, a third-rank official, and an important minister of the imperial court, who ended up in jail just because he was paid half a year late. The Zuixianju opened by Chang Yanei of the Marquis of Jingyuan was targeted by Rong Fei just because of a joke. It is said that it has lost tens of thousands of taels of silver.
Such a trivial matter was met with such cruel revenge, tsk tsk tsk! Feng Xiao, you should be regarded as Ji Xiansi's mole. In terms of status, you are as different from Fan Li and Chang Huai'en as a cloud. What do you think Rong Fei will do to you then? "
Lu Zhizhi's words rained down on Gu Fengxiao like ice rain.
At this time, Gu Fengxiao's face was livid and his body was shaking non-stop.
"Haha, don't worry Feng Xiao. Although you are unkind to me, I will not be unjust to you because I care about my old relationship. I will never let a word of the past matter out of my mouth. But it is said that Rong is not good at reasoning in cases. If he is He guessed it on his own, but he can’t blame me. Hahaha, that’s it, farewell!”
Lu Zhizhi laughed and was about to leave.
Gu Fengxiao, whose clothes were soaked with cold sweat, woke up from a dream, stood up and rushed to Lu Zhizhi, knelt down with a bang and begged tremblingly.
"Sir, I...I realize my mistake."
"Oh, I am a little confused. Feng Xiao, where did you go wrong?"
Lu Zhizhi stopped, raised his hand to pick up a stray strand of hair on Gu Fengxiao's forehead and tied it up, and asked with a smile while squinting his eyes.
"I...I shouldn't have betrayed my trust and acted in both ways. Please give me another chance to change my ways."
"There is nothing you can do better than knowing your mistakes. As I once said to you, you are destined to do great things, how can you stay under others for a long time. Hahaha, there is gold at the man's knees, don't kneel anymore, come and sit down and talk. "
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After watching Wei Lin's staggering figure being swallowed up by the night, Rong Fei returned home with a complicated mood.
No matter day or night, there is a team of forbidden troops on duty in front of the Xuanwu Hutong courtyard.
After greeting the Imperial Guards on duty tonight, Rong Fei pushed open the courtyard door and heard a burst of laughter like silver bells from a woman.
There are three different tones in this laughter. One is Ji Rou'er, whom Rong Fei is most familiar with, and the other is Flower Demon Lan'er. The other one also sounds familiar.
Rong Fei was frowning and rummaging through his memory when he heard Ji Rouer's slightly drunken voice coming from the other side of the courtyard wall.
"Sister Murong acted righteously today, and I will give you another toast, little sister."
"The slave family also wants it, and the slave family also wants to drink a cup of wine to Sister Rong."
Flower Demon Lan'er echoed with unclear words.
Rong Fei suddenly felt a headache.
After seeing what Murong Qiushui did on the long street today, Rong Fei also realized that he had indeed misunderstood this woman before.
Although Murong Qiushui was big-breasted, brainless, and had a hot temper, he still had a good nature and was not the overbearing person Rong Fei initially thought. In addition to Yu Qingzhi's previous agreement, Rong Fei was already seriously considering finding a suitable time and opportunity to return the jade whisk.
As for the storage jade ring, I will borrow it for a while and return it after I find a replacement.
There is no way around this. Who can make Ji Xiansi poor? One of the five sacred places does not even have a magic weapon to store, so it can only rely on Rong Fei to find a way to "obtain" it.
But this is not a good time for the two sides to meet head-on.
After thinking about it for a while, Rong Fei decided to go to Jixian Si Yamen to spend the night tonight.
Sister Rou was so ridiculous that she was unable to return home.
The same goes for flower demons. A hundreds-year-old demon still keeps calling me sister, which is really shameless.
Rong Fei complained in his heart while quietly exiting the courtyard and closing the door.
In the small courtyard where Rong Fei and Ji Rouer lived, the stone tables were filled with wine, vegetables, melons and fruits. The three beautiful women with their own styles were happily changing glasses, and bursts of laughter like silver bells crossed the courtyard wall from time to time. , spread to the ears of the imperial guards on duty outside, making these big men feel hot all over in the cool night.
Seeing Ji Rou'er and Lan'er toasting to him together, Murong Qiushui, who was already red-faced, smashed the empty small wine glass in front of him to pieces on the ground, picked up the wine pot and filled an empty bowl with wine. He raised his glass and clinked it with the two of them, roaring proudly.
"I'm... I'm very happy to get to know the two sisters."
Murong Qiushui's tongue had already begun to become knotted, and her eyes were gradually becoming blurred.
"I have lived in Qiankun Temple since I was a child. Because of my status, my fellow seniors...senior sisters...junior sisters...junior brothers are all afraid of me and won't play with me. I...I'm not happy. I met you two today, and I Only then did I realize how happy it is to have close friends. I propose that the three of us become sworn sisters with different surnames. We do not want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but we want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day. Whoever dares to bully you two in the future will just not do it to me. For Murong Qiushui's face, I will vent your anger and beat him!"
"Okay, okay! I agree!"
The flower demon clapped her hands and cheered.
Then one person and one demon looked at Ji Rouer who was silent, waiting for her response.
Ji Rou'er stood up with a slight smile, first saluted Murong Qiushui and Lan'er, and then spoke.
"It is Rou'er's honor to be married to Jinlan and her two sisters. But before that, there is something that I cannot complain about."
"Hey...what is it? What does it have to do with the sworn sworn relationship between the three of us sisters?"
Murong Qiushui took a drink and asked, smelling of alcohol.
The flower demon Lan'er rolled her eyes and guessed Ji Rou'er's plan, so she quickly helped.
"There is nothing more important than the sworn bond between us sisters. The Nu family must first sworn sworn friends. After the sworn vows, we will be a family. Then the family will talk behind closed doors. No matter who is right or wrong, we will bear each other's responsibilities. Murong is right, right?" elder sister."
Snapped!
Murong Qiushui slapped her thigh hard and shouted loudly.
"Yes! Sister Lan'er is absolutely right. Let's do it this way. Let's become sworn sworn friends first and then talk things over."
