Yu Zhengzheng came back to her senses and subconsciously glanced at Rong Shang who was standing outside the hall.
Madam Mian Tiao's voice was not loud. After all, it was not appropriate to make a big fuss about something like leaving the house.
He didn't look at her, he just lowered his head and looked at the ground, as if he didn't hear what Madam Mian Tiao said.
She was not sure whether he heard what Madam Mian Tiao said, but if he heard it and was still so indifferent, then she was not as sure as before that he had not lost his memory.
In fact, Yu Zhengzheng never understood, is there any need for Rong to pretend to have amnesia with her
Before, it was because she found out that Rong Shang was the eldest senior brother and wanted to escape from him, so he staged a self-torture trick to keep her.
But this time, she didn't say she wanted to leave him. If he didn't lose his memory, then why did he act with her
Yu Zhengzheng didn't dare to think further.
Seeing that she was keeping her eyes down and silent, Madam Mian Tiao thought she was hesitating about how to refuse, so she quickly added: "If the Immortal Venerable feels that it is inconvenient to keep all of them, then it would be good to pick one or two to keep..."
Yu Zhengzheng interrupted Madam Mian Tiao: "No need, leave them all here."
Rong Shang is a jealous person. Even if he can tolerate Zhou Shen's confession, she doesn't believe he can tolerate others planting grass on his head.
She lowered her eyes to look at the leading young man: "What's your name?"
The young man raised his chin slightly and met her eyes calmly: "Mian Jin."
Yu Zhengzheng chuckled softly. Madam Mian Tiao was really generous. In order to borrow her power to help Wei Shengjin ascend the throne of Dragon King, she even gave the eldest son of the Mian family to her as a concubine.
She turned sideways and instructed Pei Qian, "Mian Jin stays here, and send the others to Luan Palace first."
Pei Qian stiffened his back and could not help swallowing his saliva: "Immortal Venerable, you should reconsider it. There are only five sleeping halls in Luan Palace, which may not be enough for accommodation."
Yu Zhengzheng raised an eyebrow: "Okay, from now on Mian Jin and I will live in the same palace."
Pei Qian: “…”
She glanced at him and said, "Not enough? Then let the others live with me..."
Pei Qianqian turned pale and quickly responded, "Enough, enough."
He wanted to slap himself twice. It was a good thing that he talked too much. Originally he was just a mistress in name, but now he was going to become a mistress in the real sense.
Now the king will definitely skin him, hang his body on the mountain to dry, and then chop it into pieces to feed the dogs.
Pei Qian didn't dare to show his emotions, so he could only agree and ordered his men to take the five people out of the main hall and wait.
After Yu Zhengzheng arranged the destinations of these people, he asked Pei Qian to summon his disciples into the hall.
Madam Mian Tiao consciously stepped aside. A sea of people poured into the hall. She glanced over and saw that most of them were male disciples, and there were almost no female disciples.
Pei Qian had already arranged how to conduct the assessment, but Yu Zhengzheng waved his hand and said, "Let them fight with bare hands, and the twenty winners will stay."
Pei Qian glanced dully at the hundreds of black-clad disciples in the hall. If they all started fighting, wouldn't the whole hall be torn down
He felt so miserable that he had to look to the king for help, but the king didn't even look at him, as if he was just a piece of air.
Helplessly, he had to follow Yu Zhengzheng's instructions.
When receiving the assessment content, there was silence in the hall for a moment. Everyone looked left and right, hesitating to make a move.
After all, they are all well-known people and have been together for quite some time. It would be a bit difficult for them to fight each other directly.
Yu Zhengzheng leaned on the Xunlong Jade Chair, looking at Rong Shang with a slightly gloomy look in her eyes: "Mianjin, you will also take part in the assessment."
Mian Jin was stunned for a moment, responded in a low voice, and walked into the black-clothed disciples in the hall.
She thought about it and added another rule: "Do not harm anyone's life. Stop when you are satisfied. Those who do not want to participate in the assessment can leave on their own."
Naturally, everyone present was reluctant to leave. Since they were already here, why would they give up halfway
In the silent hall, there were exclamations. No one knew who couldn't help but take action first, but once one person took action, others would follow suit.
There was chaos in the hall for a while. The disciples who had been polite and courteous just now became more and more furious as the fight went on. If they were accidentally hit by their hair, they would grit their teeth and find the culprit and punch that person twice in the nose.
The crowd was in a state of panic, and some people even forgot that they were in an assessment, as if the person in front of them was their lifelong enemy and they would not stop fighting unless they were beaten to a bloody pulp.
Yu Zhengzheng's eyes passed through the swaying bead curtain and slowly fell on the white clothes. She looked as if she thought they were too noisy, so she walked away to the corner alone.
After dealing with a few people, Mian Jin shifted his attention to Rong Shang. He quickly followed him and attacked Rong Shang's neck with his elbow.
Yu Zhengzheng's heart skipped a beat and she almost couldn't help but scream out.
She just wanted to see if Rong Shang would take this opportunity to attack Mian Jin, but she didn't intend to let Rong Shang get hurt.
No matter what, Rong Shang lost his soul and was kept alive by Lu Renjia. His body is probably not fully recovered yet. How could he be a match for the eldest son of the Mian family
Yu Zhengzheng was just about to help secretly, but saw Rong Shang calmly tilt his head towards □□, as if he had eyes on his back, and easily avoided Mian Jin's attack.
Her stiff back finally relaxed slowly.
He leaned lazily against the red pillar, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes filled with a hint of sarcasm: "You don't know your own limits."
The wind blew through the white curtains on the pillars, and the thin gauze brushed against his cheeks, dispersing his barely audible voice.
Mian Jin's hanging arms were tense, and veins bulged on his forehead, as if he wanted to tear him in half, eat his bone marrow, and devour his flesh.
If Rong Shang had not killed the Dragon King, the South China Sea would not have been in such chaos today. He would not have been forced to learn Rong Shang's words and deeds, and he would not have been sent to Guixu Mountain to be a woman's lover.
Although I don't know whether the person in front of me is real or fake, it's good to vent my anger first.
Mian Jin wanted to continue attacking, but when he looked up, he found that Rong Shang was looking behind the bead curtain, and his cold eyes seemed to be tinged with some warmth.
He narrowed his eyes, slowly loosened his clenched fists, and a sneer appeared on his lips.
Oh, it's becoming more and more interesting.
This melee lasted for half an hour. Almost everyone had bruises on their faces, except Rong, who was leaning against the pillar, still dressed neatly in white.
Pei Qian ordered his men to carry out all the unconscious disciples, leaving only the twenty winners in the hall.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't like the smell of blood, so after a while someone cleaned the hall and burned sandalwood in the double-eared gilded incense burner.
She glanced at the twenty people around His Highness and caught a glimpse of Zhou Shen, who was in a dishevel, with some surprise.
There was still blood on the corner of Zhou Shen's mouth, his eyes were bruised from being hammered, and his clothes were torn into a mess, giving him the appearance of someone who had just been raped.
This test was not just to test Rong Shang, but also to make Zhou Shen give up.
She didn't want Zhou Shen to waste any more time on her.
But looking at Zhou Shen's desperate look, it seems that he really wants to stay and practice Taoism
Yu Zhengzheng's gaze stayed on him for only a moment before shifting away. She glanced at Rong and wrote down the names of the disciples she was going to keep.
Pei Qian read out the list, "Liu Mianjin, Wei Shengjin and Gang Lin. The rest will be taken over as disciples by the Ghost Sect's elders."
This result seemed to be within Rong Shang's expectations, and he did not react at all.
But when the other disciples left, Yu Zhengzheng said, "Zhou Shen will be taken over by Protector Pei."
Pei Qian was startled, looked at Zhou Shen, lowered his head and replied, "Yes."
Next comes the ceremony of three kowtows and nine bows to become a disciple.
Yu Zhengzheng picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea: "From now on, Mian Jin will be my eldest disciple, Wei Shengjin will be my second disciple, and Gang Lin will be my third disciple."
She was in a rare good mood, and even gave them characters: "I will give you three characters to change your names. Let's use the three characters Xi, Lin, and Men."
Mian Jin leaned forward slightly: "Mian Xi thanks the Immortal Venerable for the calligraphy."
Wei Shengjin was forced to say reluctantly under the pressure of Madam Mian Tiao: "Wei Lin thanks the Immortal Venerable for the gift of the calligraphy."
After the two men kowtowed, only Rong Shang was left silent.
Yu Zhengzheng raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Gang Lin, you don't like the words I gave you?"
Rong Shang pursed his lips and exhaled slowly after a long while: "I like it. Steel Gate... Thank you Immortal Venerable for the name."
After getting Rong Shang's affirmative answer, Yu Zhengzheng was satisfied and took the three of them back to Luan Palace.
There are only five bedrooms in Luan Palace. Except for the main hall which is her residence, Pei Qian was asked to arrange the rest of the bedrooms.
Pei Qian originally thought she was joking, but when Mian Jin came in with her baggage, he realized that Yu Zhengzheng was serious.
He walked to her side tremblingly, and said with a sad face: "Xian Zun, if the king regains his memory, you will probably..."
What if I’m afraid
He didn't know what she would do, but his neck would probably feel cold.
Yu Zhengzheng leaned on the beauty couch, looking nonchalant: "Hasn't it not recovered yet?"
Pei Qian was not a fool, so he naturally heard the subtle temptation in her words.
He had some myocardial infarction. No wonder she arranged Mian Jin to move into the main palace. It turned out that it was to provoke the king.
But she didn't understand the king's character at all.
The more she did this, the less likely the king would react.
If the king had any reaction, it would be a day she would never forget.
She is playing with fire.
He who plays with fire will get burned.
Pei Qian lowered his head: "I am just worried."
Seeing that his mouth was harder than a duck, Yu Zhengzheng stopped probing: "Go down, put some hot water, I want to take a bath."
Pei Qian glanced at Mian Jin who was packing clothes not far away and said, "Then I will ask him to retreat first, and call him back after the Immortal Master changes his clothes."
She lowered her eyes, hiding the coldness in them: "No need, there must be someone in the palace to serve me."
Pei Qian wanted to make a struggle before his death, but before he could do so, he was driven out by Yu Zhengzheng.
She ignored Mian Jin's scrutinizing gaze, but just closed her eyes and waited quietly for Rong to come find her.
As expected, Rong Shang did come.
But he came to bring her hot water.
Rong Shang held two buckets of hot water in his left and right hands: "The pipes that drain the hot spring water are frozen, and Protector Pei asked me to bring some hot water."
Yu Zhengzheng watched him carrying the buckets of water back and forth. For some reason, she felt inexplicably firm in her heart that he had not lost his memory at all.
She bit her lips tightly, hoping that he would confess to her himself.
No matter what the reason was, as long as he took the initiative to tell her, she would forgive him.
Come on, tell me...
But he carried the hot water again and again until the pool was full, and in the end he said nothing.
After Rong Shang finished carrying the last bucket of hot water, he went forward to pay his respects and leave. Before he walked over, he heard Yu Zhengzheng's slightly tired voice: "Mianxi, come and help the teacher change clothes."
He paused and clenched his hand around the handle of the barrel.
Change clothes
She was going to let Mian Jin change her clothes? .