In fact, before Zhang Daoling founded the Five Pecks of Rice Religion, the Chinese ancestors believed in animism.

But after the unification of Confucianism, gods must also conform to the basic law. Therefore, systematic Taoism came into being and the gods returned to their places.

By the time of Diao Chan, Qiyao, dominated by the sun and lunar stars, was gradually accepted by the world.

Therefore, Mr. Hou laid out the facts and reasoned things out (purely made up) in order to relieve his beautiful concubine’s knot.

"Everything in the world has yin and yang, and only when yin and yang are harmonious can life continue, and men and women are no exception, right?"

Diao Chan understands the basic truth and cannot refute what her husband says.

"Well, my husband is right."

"The masculine nature of the male ruler of the Sun Star, the feminine nature of the new lunar ruler female, only when the yin and yang intersect can conception be achieved, right?"

"Uh, that's what my husband said."

"Furthermore, there are more than hundreds of millions of people who pray day and night. Even if Taishang Dao Lord is the supreme god, he is still too busy. Thinking that the Seven Star Lords each perform their own duties and specialize in their professions, why don't Chan'er pay homage to Taiyin Star Lord?

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Hey, it seems like what my husband said makes sense!

Taishang Laojun is in charge of major events in the world, and praying for heirs is indeed not a priority. Men are yang and women are yin. It seems that I should worship Taiyin Star Lord.

Didn’t Fairy Chang’e ascend to the Taiyin Palace?

But, if there is no portrait of Lord Taiyin, how can we worship him?

The Marquis laughed, pointed out the window and said, "Taiyin is the one above, so why does Chan'er need to do something extra?"

What a fan of the authorities.

Diao Chan smiled with relief, and with the help of her husband, she moved the incense table to the courtyard and rearranged the incense burner offerings.

Everything is ready, just at midnight.

Under the watery moonlight, the pretty and graceful Diao Chan puts her hands together, prays to the moon, and murmurs something.

The sincerity of his intentions and the authenticity of his feelings are unparalleled.

Suddenly, a large cloud shadow flew over, covering the Taiyin Star Lord, and the courtyard fell into darkness.

Diao Chan was stunned: This...is Mr. Xing rejecting the prayer of the poor Christian woman?

What is more painful than despair is to ignite the fire of hope and then extinguish it.

At this moment, Diao Chan felt as if she had been doused with crystal clear water, which made her feel cold.

Suddenly, from behind, a pair of hands stretched out to cover the concubine's eyes.

"Chan'er, guess who I am? If you can guess it, I will reward you well!"

Alas, my husband is out of tune again.

It's a pity that I'm worried right now, and I'm going to die of worry.

Even so, the performance that needs to be coordinated still needs to be dealt with.

"The wise and powerful Pingqiang general?"

"Wrong!"

"The handsome, intelligent and wealthy Yongzhou Mu?"

"Still wrong! Guess again."

"The great Han Shuo Fanghou with unparalleled benevolence and righteousness and noble virtue?"

"No, no, forget it, I'll tell you, I have big ears and be prepared!"

"Puch~~"

With the laughter, I loosened my hands, and my eyes were filled with brilliance, as clear and moist as water.

Having a husband like this, concubine, I will be blessed for the rest of my life.

I was so moved that the man beside me suddenly exclaimed in exaggerated admiration.

"Oh my, Chan'er is so beautiful that not even Taiyin Star Lord dared to compete with her head on!"

"Husband! I am praying!"

Softly, but with a hint of complaint.

"Yes, yes, respect women's wishes, respect each other's beliefs, and if it's wrong for your husband, don't do it again!"

I rolled my eyes and burned incense and prayed again. This time it went smoothly and my mood became clear.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the wind is clear. I hope there will be no more suffering in the world and all my wishes will come true.

After worshiping the moon, close the stall and go back to your room, strike while the iron is hot, and reconcile yin and yang.

In short, in order for the peerless beautiful concubine to get her wish, the cows who worked hard three times were exhausted.

It was dawn, and the beautiful concubine was in full bloom. The miserable Hou Ye rubbed his waist and eyes and forced himself to clock in for work.

On the other side, the little witch who goes to school with Zhang Mei, rubbing her eyes, seems to have become a lady recently.

"Zhang Mei, would you like to accompany me to the men's express class during lunch break?"

Zhang Mei sighed and said: "Brother Zilong doesn't pay attention to you, why are you still going?"

"No, I'm talking to Matthew Ma Dai."

What about coaxing ghosts?

But, Lord Marquis, my wife is so kind to me that I can’t repay her, so I can only obey the little witch.

"Is a quarter of an hour enough?"

"Two quarters of an hour, no more delays!"

Alas, I have almost calculated pi to five digits. I really don’t want to waste time!

He asked casually: "Has Zhenji thought about what she will do after the new year?"

The little witch will be sixteen years old during the Chinese New Year, and the public school will no longer accept her.

"Well, I haven't thought about it, maybe getting married..."

"What on earth do you think?"

"What?"

"Isn't Wenyuan very kind to you?"

"I can't say it's not good...but what should I say? It would be great if I could have some literary talent. My father likes people with literary talent the most..."

Zhang Mei couldn't help but glance at the other party: It's strange that someone with literary talent can tolerate you.

"Zhang Mei, do you like Wenyuan?"

"How could it be? The Marquis has not finished the questions he asked, so how can he think of anything else?"

Cai Zhenji smiled and said: "It's not illegal to like him. By the way, Mr. Cao seems to be quite knowledgeable. You will definitely like him..."

Zhang Mei's breath was stuck in his throat: Because Mr. Cao, Wen Yuan couldn't get off the ground for half a month, do you still have the nerve to say it?

"Anyway, I don't have anyone I like."

Cai Zhenji secretly glanced at the servant behind her and whispered: "Hey, don't think I don't know, you little girl likes the Marquis in your heart, right?"

"No!"

Zhang Mei flatly denied it. When the words reached his wife's ears, he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself away.

"Liar! Every time my brother-in-law shows up, you stare at him and say you don't like him? Otherwise, I'll ask my brother-in-law to ask you..."

"I won't tell you anymore!"

Zhang Mei pursed her lips and decided to end this dangerous topic.

However, public school has also arrived, and the colorful and boring campus life has begun.

Time flies, and it’s lunch break time.

Cai Zhenji took her study companion and rushed to the boys' class and scanned around. Hey, where are the people?

Matthew Xiu's answer: "Sister, Brother Zilong went to take the exam again and will be back later."

Ma Dai said: "Last time there were more than 800 words, but this time I can almost pass it!"

Zhang Mei asked: "Brother Zilong passed the customs and went to serve as a soldier?"

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The Ma brothers nodded at the same time: "What else? Why would he bother to watch the lights at three and the chicken at five?"

These two idiots and the little witch are the top three scumbags in the public school.

Sure enough, after not long waiting, Zhao Zilong, who had been given the title by the Marquis, came back in high spirits.

"Hey, Zhang Mei is here, has the pi entered the fifth digit?"

"Brother Zilong, not yet, it should be soon, just in the next two days."

"Amazing! Come on!"

Zhao Yun, who didn't understand what "come on" meant, ignored Cai Zhenji and turned to the Ma brothers: "You two, guess whether you have passed?"

Young people all love to play harp, and looking at their beaming energy, the result is self-evident.

"Congratulations to Brother Zilong for passing the test!"

"Haha! You guessed it right! I'm leaving now, it's so fun!"

"Hey!" The little witch who was not willing to be the background said deliberately: "A thousand words, so fast, am I cheating?"

"Oh, it turns out it's Miss Zhenji who cheated... Well, the Marquis didn't say you can't cheat!"

In three months, the honest and kind-hearted boy Zhending became good at quibbling.

Smart people adapt quickly wherever they go.

The little witch snorted and asked, "Do you really want to be a soldier?"

Zhao Yun said with a smile: "I think it is good to be a soldier. Especially to be a soldier of the Marquis. If one person joins the army, the whole family will be honored!"

While talking, Zhao Yun collected all the items, patted Ma Xiu and Ma Dai on the shoulder, glanced at Zhang Mei and Cai Zhenji, and smiled.

"Study hard and make progress every day! Take care when you are gone!"

"Brother Zilong, come on!"

"Brother Zilong, take care!"

Suddenly, Zhang Mei said to Zhao Yun's back: "Brother Zilong has some mending work in the camp. Please send a message to the slave."

Zhao Yun turned around, thought for a moment, then smiled and waved to Zhang Mei: "Okay!"

Cai Zhenji and Ma Xiu Ma Dai were so surprised.

Is Zhang Mei expressing his feelings?

When did these two douchebags see each other right?

Ah ah ah, best friends really have a plastic sisterhood!

Zhang Mei, however, ignored the strange looks in her three friends' eyes and had no choice but to use Zhao Yun as a shield.

Although the witty Zhao Yun didn't know Zhang Mei's thoughts, he guessed that there must be a compelling reason for Zhang Mei's suddenness, so he decisively cooperated with the performance.

After bidding farewell to the four children, Zhao Yun went directly to the State Mufu Yamen.

I heard that Zhao Yun passed the special warfare assessment and read the Thousand-Character Essay, and Xuande believed in his words.

"Okay, I will go to the cavalry camp with every spit and nail!"

Zhao Yun came to the cavalry camp excitedly. After reporting for duty, Zhao Yun felt as if he had been slapped before he learned the Marquis's signature bad habits.

Turbid waves surge into the sky.

There is no daylight.
Chapter completed!