However, Min Xian did not feel any impact. He shook his head and looked away. Although he felt a little strange, he just felt a little strange at most. Maybe the farmer had been educated and could recognize words, but he chose another life due to his own knowledge and other pressures.
Of course, Ji Yuan did not leave Dayun Mansion immediately, but just stopped appearing in front of Min Xian to disturb him. Since he had seen him face to face, he was a little curious about his changes. Moreover, Ji Yuan was still somewhat interested in who had found Min Xian not long ago. Without any method of confusing the gods or asking him face to face, Ji Yuan had a way to find out the truth.
At noon, many vegetable stalls and other stalls had closed their stalls and gone home, so Min Xian, who was walking on the street, chose a location that was more sheltered from the wind. Because it was already lunch time, pedestrians on the street were either going home or gathering in the direction of nearby restaurants and hotels.
On the left and right sides of Min Xian's stall were a grocery cart stall and a vendor selling women's rouge and powder. One of the stall owners looked very young, and the other was a thin-faced middle-aged man with a short beard. The three of them had no business conflicts and naturally got along well. It was dinner time, and the three of them had no intention of closing their stalls and going to a restaurant. Instead, they took out their prepared lunches.
The owner of the grocery stall took out a bag of white steamed buns and a bamboo tube filled with water, and also took out a small ceramic jar filled with pickles and a pair of chopsticks. The one at the rouge and powder stall had some cold buns. Min Xian's order was the most abundant. After all, he had packed so many things at the big restaurant before, and it would be a pity if he didn't eat them quickly or they would go bad.
When Min Xian took out two oil paper packages and a wooden box from the drawer of the wooden box and opened it, the eyes of the two stall owners on the left and right were attracted.
The oil paper packages were neither big nor small, and the dishes inside were all hard goods. One package contained a mixture of roast chicken and salt-soaked boiled meat, and the other package contained stir-fried pork slices of unknown meat, but the color was very tempting. There was some cold rice in the wooden box, which made the two people nearby swallow their saliva secretly. They didn't expect that this old man ate so well.
"Come on, come on, two young men. I don't have that many goods on my small stall. It's convenient to put things. Come over here and eat. I, an old man, can't finish all these dishes by myself."
The stalls on both sides, whether it was a grocery stall or a gouache stall, were full of things. The two stall owners were sitting on stools and eating with their knees supporting their food. Only Min Xian's stall was very tidy. The papers were stacked together, and the pens and ink were placed aside, leaving a large open space.
When he heard Min Xian's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with joy.
"Since the old gentleman has said so, I'd better obey your orders!" "Thank you, old gentleman. I'll be right over!"
"Hahaha, the young man actually knows some words!"
“Hehehe…”
The two of them came over with their food and stools and sat down. Min Xian looked at the pickles in the small clay pot and said happily.
"Just perfect, these two packets of my food are too greasy, and these pickles are just the right amount to help relieve the greasiness!"
"This is pickled by my father. It's delicious. Try it!" "Yeah, it's delicious and fresh!"
Min Xian picked up his chopsticks, added a few slices and tasted it, and immediately praised it. The young man also smiled happily, and the middle-aged watercolor stall owner on the side also hurriedly said.
"Look at my memory. I have something good too. My relatives from another town just asked someone to bring me some homemade rice wine. It's not too strong and won't cause any trouble. I guarantee it will taste good! I'll go get it, but I don't have any cups..."
The young man at the grocery stall pointed to the side.
"I have them at my stall. I'll go get three small bowls and plates." "Okay, I'll get the wine!"
"So I'll just sit here and wait?"
"Hahaha, please sit down, old man!" "Yes, yes!"
The three people, who had never met each other before, became closer when they got together to have lunch. They chatted while eating, and the joy they felt was just like the festive atmosphere of the New Year.
Soon after eating and drinking, the three of them sat against the wall to bask in the sun. The warm sunshine made them all look a little lazy.
"Tsk, the sky was cloudy when I went out this morning, but I didn't expect it to suddenly clear up at noon. The sunshine is so warm!"
"Yeah, it's really comfortable to bask in the sun!"
The young man and the middle-aged man were chatting with each other, and suddenly they noticed that the old man in the middle had not spoken for a while. They turned around to look at the old man and found that he was leaning against the wall with his head tucked in, breathing evenly in the warm sunshine. He must have fallen asleep.
The middle-aged man pointed at the old man, smiled, and lowered his voice.
"The old man is asleep!"
"Are you drunk? You won't make trouble, will you?"
"No, no, it's so warm now that I want to sleep. Anyway, there are no guests, so let the old man take a nap. If someone comes, we will wake him up."
"Why!"
While the two chatted in low voices, Min Xian was dreaming. The dream was chaotic and constantly changing. There was despair and decline, depression and confusion, as well as the turning point of life. Then, he gradually looked at people and things from an ordinary person's perspective, felt them, and saw the arrival of hope...
In the end, Lian Ping'er appeared in front of him again, standing outside the stall and looking at Min Xian with a scrutinizing look. The look in his eyes was very similar to that of him when he was a cultivator, and perhaps even worse.
"I just want to ask you one question, will you follow me?"
It was still the same question. Perhaps because he felt that his previous answer might have been too nostalgic and led to the other party misunderstanding, Min Xian answered faster and louder than before.
"Didn't I tell you not to leave? Not to leave! Not to leave! Not to leave!"
…
“No… No…”
At the wall behind the stall, Min Xian was whispering in his sleep, and his voice seemed to be getting more and more excited. The two stall owners nearby heard it and responded quickly.
"Yes, yes, we are here!" "Yes, yes, old man, we haven't left yet, we haven't left yet!"
"Uh-huh..."
Min Xian shuddered and came to his senses. He rubbed his eyes and looked to the side. Two stall owners were looking at him.
"I, just fell asleep? How long did I sleep?"
"Not long, not long. Just a quarter of an hour. You can take a nap for a while. We'll call you when we have guests."
"Yeah, not long."
Only then did Min Xian nod and shake his head in relief.
"It was a dream. I don't want to sleep anymore. I'll take a nap for a while. You guys can take a nap too. I'll help you watch the stall and call you when there are customers."
"Well, I'll take a nap, too. Please keep an eye on me." "I won't sleep. I'll tidy up my things."
"Okay, go to sleep."
…
At the second-floor window of the restaurant diagonally opposite, Ji Yuan was tasting the restaurant's drinks and a few side dishes. He had almost finished eating, so he put down his chopsticks and called to the waiter who was greeting guests from other tables.
"Little brother, pay the bill."
"Okay, wait a moment."
The waiter responded by greeting that table of guests first, then came to Ji Yuan's table, collected the money and took Ji Yuan downstairs.
"Sir, the drinks you requested are ready. They cost three hundred coins in total."
Ji Yuan nodded, paid the bill again, and picked up the five small wine jars beside the counter, which contained the better-tasting wines in this area. He then carried the wine out the door. After taking a look at the street a little further away, Ji Yuan quickly left Dayun City and flew back to Tongtian River.
…
Under the Tongtian River, the Dragon Transformation Banquet was still going on in full swing, but starting from the third day, some guests began to say goodbye and leave, including the Dazhen envoys who benefited greatly from the banquet.
As soon as the big ship appeared at the port of Gyeonggi Prefecture, the news was immediately transmitted to the palace at the fastest speed, making the emperor, who had been anxiously waiting for three days, feel relieved.
There was no news for three days, and the emperor almost thought that the people on the ship were swallowed by the dragon in the Tongtian River. The loss of several important officials would be too unacceptable.
As soon as the envoys disembarked and arrived at the gate of Gyeonggi Prefecture, the emperor's edict arrived, allowing them to enter the palace immediately without having to dismount from their horses or carriages. They could ride directly to the outside of the Golden Palace, which was a great grace for the ministers.
Before the diplomatic envoys arrived at the palace, all the important officials in the court had already received the news from the palace and entered the palace early to wait in the Golden Palace.
Yin Zhaoxian and others returned to the court and immediately reported what they had seen and heard. The wonders they saw made the emperor and his ministers marvel at them, and made many people fascinated.
Aquatic creatures from all over the world gathered, real dragons and flood dragons gathered together, guests from the immortal realm came to congratulate, ghosts and gods from the Shinto ghost realm visited in person, and there were all kinds of magical changes that were overwhelming. There were even immortals who used great magic power to cast spells and lead the guests into a world in the book, where they could appreciate the beautiful scenery, see the true appearance of the phoenix, and even fight a huge battle. In the end, they heard a fairy song and saw the phoenix dancing and singing...
There was so much to see and hear, most of which were told by Yin Qing in a clear and logical manner, describing the strange and wonderful aspects of the story so clearly that one felt as if they were there.
The emperor was often distracted by the thoughts while listening, but was afraid of missing out on the excitement, so he quickly came back to his senses and sighed after hearing the general idea.
"It's really amazing. I really regret that we can't go to the bottom of the river together to experience it for ourselves!"
Yin Qing smiled.
"Your Majesty, as long as our dynasty grows stronger, there will be more and more wonders. We can look forward to the future. At this grand event of the Dragon Transformation Banquet, I, Dazhen, occupy a seat in the upper reaches of the main hall, sitting with real dragons and sitting at the same table with real immortals. I will surely be famous throughout the world. Your Majesty is the king who will create a prosperous era. Your Majesty is wise!"
As soon as Yin Qing finished speaking, the ministers below also bowed in response.
"Your Majesty is wise!" "Your Majesty is wise!"
Even though Yang Sheng was Yin Zhaoxian's disciple and was considered a good emperor who could examine himself, he was a little excited at this moment. However, Yin Qing suddenly seemed to think of something, and following the exquisite mind, he spoke.
"Your Majesty, in addition to what I just said, there is another seemingly trivial matter worth noting during this Dragon Transformation Banquet."
"What's the matter, Lord Yin, please tell me quickly."
Yin Qing looked at his father.
"Prime Minister Yin, there is one thing, um, or rather, there are a few people, who were mentioned by the Immortal Master of Qianyuan Sect before, and later by some other guests, and they are also people from my Dazhen..."
Yin Zhaoxian thought for a moment and nodded in reply.
"You mean those heroes?"
"Exactly!"
Yin Qing turned towards the emperor again, bowed again, and began to recount what he had been planning in his mind.