"Hey, the Ministry of Rites leads people over one after another, who are you going to hire?"
"I counted, a total of thirty-eight promotions, this direction..."
The two passers-by looked at each other:
"Walk, walk, follow and see."
Unexpectedly, after walking, he actually came to Ronghe Lane, in front of Zheng Shoufu's door.
The betrothal gifts one after another are guarded by the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Division and the Gyeonggi Guards, and they go to the gate of Shoufu. The head of the Shoufu family greets the guests with a beaming face. Red lanterns are hung high at the gate and hung everywhere. Decorated with a red cloth head, it is a happy event at first sight.
"This, this... Does Mr. Shoufu still have a daughter?"
"Brother, your news is too late! This betrothal gift is for us, the number one beauty, Mrs. Zheng!"
"Didn't Mrs. Zheng have a relationship with the National Teacher a few days ago..."
"Who knows, the first beauty probably has some skills. As soon as the master of the country left, the prince, ah, no, he is now the king of Ji, crying and insisting on marrying the young lady of the Zheng family, saying that he is also a useless person now. No, the crown prince can't do it, but there is always something to look forward to in life, like a demon, he insists on marrying someone and going home, and if he refuses to marry, he will keep kneeling in front of Anju Gate and never get up!"
"In the end, the Holy Master couldn't help but feel sorry for his son, so he let him go."
"King Ji's arm is not—"
The man looked up to the sky and made a chopping gesture.
"Isn't it a disaster for a beauty? That's it, and she is still arguing about marrying, but she is also infatuated."
Most of the women were envious of Mrs. Zheng's coming to this field, and some people were waiting sincerely without regret, so the topics that the men talked about were much more serious.
Liang Chaofeng is loose, and he can't help talking. Not only scholars, but also ordinary people in Shengdou can talk about this interesting story mixed with eclectic, bizarre and political.
"If this is the case, what will Second Lady Liu do? Will the Liu family suffer this boring loss?"
"It's strange to say that the Liu family didn't cry or make trouble. As soon as King Ji retired, they married the second lady to King Jin as a side concubine. It was also bad luck. The Holy Master finally established King Huai."
"Move here, move here."
The steward of Zheng's mansion happily led the porters in, and after row after row of dowry gifts entered, he led the little servant from the Ministry of Rites to the flower hall to drink tea and stuff silver. A team of people came to see off the live geese, and when they reached the door, they threw the horse's whip:
"Where is Miss Wan?"
"The little lady is in the main room, talking to Madam."
King Ji ordered the live geese to be sent to the dowry pile, rushed to the main room, and pulled Zheng Wan out under Wang's nose.
"Miss Wan, Niang Wan," Ji Wang pulled Zheng Wan to the side, "What Gu promised you will be fulfilled, and what you promise Gu, don't forget to honor it."
Zheng Wan raised her head and asked him, smiling authentically:
"King Ji has informed the Holy Master that he wants to use the plum garden to support himself?"
"That's natural, the emperor promised to be lonely for half a year."
Perhaps Zheng Wan's smile was so beautiful and gentle, King Ji subconsciously took her hand and held it, "Gu's plum garden, welcome you as you please, but when you go to the world, don't miss Gu."
—
Guixu Gate.
Xuan Qingfeng.
"Li Wei, hello, you are very good, as a teacher, I saw the right person."
Immortal Lord Tianhe sits on the main seat of the peak, and Lao Huai looks at the little disciples under him with great comfort. Looking at it this way, he really looks like a lush green pine, a dragon and a phoenix. He has only gone to the mortal world less than three months before he broke through .
The nineteen-year-old Zhiweijing is simply unprecedented, and there will be no one in the future.
Every time Tianhe Zhenjun thinks that he has received such a talented and beautiful jade as a closed disciple, he feels very happy, and the frequency of stroking his beard becomes higher.
"As a teacher, I specially asked Immortal Jingsu to make a divination for you. The hexagram shows that your destiny is not over yet. Now that you have come back and have achieved your destiny, do you feel that your mind is clear and there is nothing to worry about?"
Cui Wang pursed his lips and said "En" softly.
The third brother Li Siyi immediately booed dissatisfied:
"Master, why don't you let Immortal Jingsu make a plan for me as a disciple? I can't say that my disciple can break through. Besides, my little brother has such a temper, what kind of heart can he have?"
"Not even a heart."
"What's the matter with you brat! Want to make a divination? All right! Let's get rid of your fancy intestines first!"
The third apprentice, Li Siyi, believed in the ruthless way of walking among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him. Compared with Cui Wang's always desolate and lonely demeanor, wherever he went, he was surrounded by friends and friends—
In this regard, Tianhe Xianjun is very headache.
"Junior Brother stopped talking again."
Xuan Qingfeng's lineage is difficult to cultivate due to the difficulty of cultivation. There are six people in the whole lineage from the master to the apprentice. They are usually busy with their own things. Standing there silently, as if meditating.
The second senior sister swayed in front of Cui Wang, stretched out her hand and raised her hand:
"Junior Junior Brother, Junior Junior Brother?"
The little junior finally raised his head, but the second senior sister was taken aback. The little junior is usually cold and doesn't like to talk, but looking at it now, why does he look like he has lost his soul
"Little brother?"
Cui Wang raised his head and met five pairs of eyes that were the same size as copper bells. He shook off the momentary trance and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing."
"No, no, it's clear that you have something to do."
The second senior brother looked at him suspiciously for a while, "Little junior brother, were you thinking about exercises just now?"
Cui Wang caressed the still hot imprint of the dragon pendant, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no wave in the eyes. The eyes were filled with red just now, and the part of the catkin that was held by the woman has disappeared.
His expression is light:
"It's okay, I just saw some unimportant things."
Immortal Lord Tianhe has always been at ease with the disposition of this closed disciple, and he didn't ask questions, but cheerfully mentioned a major event in Xuancang Realm recently.
"Li Wei, as soon as you broke through, you began to refine your mental state inside the sect. In another year, my Guixu Sect will recruit new disciples. At that time, you will lead the team. You don't need to do anything. Make a bright appearance and shake the place, so that other sects will not dare to easily stroke the tiger's beard... "
"Master, you want to throw your junior brother out as a signboard again? But what treasure did the master bribe you?"
Fourth Senior Sister was the most jumpy, stretched out her hand, "Whoever sees has a share."
"Go to the side."
Tianhe blew his beard and stared. He looked at the fourth apprentice, and then at the fifth apprentice who lowered his eyes and said nothing. He sighed silently, wronged.
"Yes, the disciple will go back then."
Cui Wang lowered his eyes and answered, his face looked like a god and Buddha made of ice and snow at first glance, his brows and eyes did not move.
The second senior sister said enviously:
"Little brother's practice of the Xuan Qing Jing is getting more and more beneficial."
However, they also know that this matter cannot be envied.
Others practice the ruthless way, and occasionally get in the way of foreign things, but my younger brother seems to have a transparent glass heart, born lacking in love. Naturally, it is easier to practice than them, who are in the world of mortals who are wallowing in seven emotions and six desires much.
When Cui Wang met with his fellow disciples, Zheng Wan had already made a small engagement with King Ji.
In the whispers of Man Shangjing, King Ji began to recuperate in the plum garden on the second day of his engagement, and Zheng Wan also went to the plum garden to accompany him on the same day in the name of being a companion.
"Grandma, is this here?"
Zheng Wan walked around the Thunderbolt Wood, followed the instructions of Grandma Jin, and sat down at the junction of Yin and Yang along the sundial.
"Stay calm."
Grandma Jin looked into the distance, and said at noon when the sun was at its peak, "Take the moisturizing essence."
Zheng Wan stuffed a pill into her mouth, and the jelly-like droplet turned into liquid as soon as it entered her throat, before she even noticed it, it rolled down her throat and fell into her stomach.
After a while, a warm current gradually rose in her lower abdomen and spread to her whole body. She was bathed in the sun, and she felt hot and hot from head to toe, and felt very comfortable——
At this moment, Zheng Wan screamed "Ah".
If she saw Cui Wang for the first time, it made her eyes hurt, but at this moment, it seemed that thousands of needles were desperately piercing into her body, first into the skin, then into the flesh, and finally penetrated into the crack of the bone.
"Hold it."
Granny Jin's voice was cold and cold, "Anyone who uses human power to fight against nature has to go through a lot of hard work, and the same is true for opening one's senses."
"Keep awake. If you faint, not only will you fail, but you will also die in Huangquan. This pain is better than cutting the marrow."
"Grandma, it really hurts."
Zheng Wan curled up all over in pain, "It's like, like there are countless awls drilling..."
"Naturally it will hurt. A worm in the ground wants to get rid of its fate and fly to the sky. Naturally, it needs to go through some terrible transformations. If you can't make it through, you will be a worm forever."