In front of Dongwang Temple, fireflies are still dancing on the trees.

If you look carefully, the light they emit is like rounds of dim suns, blooming brightly in their respective leaves.

Such beautiful scenery can only be found on Dongwang Street.

But at this time, Lu Jing had no time to appreciate such beautiful scenery.

When the old Taoist priest wearing an old Taoist robe lowered his head and asked Lu Jing.

Lu Jing didn't know how to answer.

He naturally knew that what he was visualizing was not Emperor Donghua, but he didn't know who the great sage Yantian, the demon-like god of the Ming Dynasty, was, and he didn't know if he could say it frankly.

Lu Jing only hesitated slightly.

The old man who stared at the scene carefully shook his head again.

"At first glance, this kind of brilliance seems to be very similar to the Fusang Sun of Emperor Donghua. However, if you pay close attention, there are differences."

"Young master, please don't think that I am too rude. I am just curious for a moment."

When the old man said this, his eyes fell on Chen Xuanwu again.

At this time, Chen Xuanwu was still sleeping soundly, but he didn't know what he was dreaming about, and he still had a smile on his face.

I don’t know if the old man hadn’t chatted with anyone for a long time, so he murmured a little: “This child has been well-behaved since he was a child, but he has been following us two immortals for more than ten years, and his life is probably too monotonous.

Now that he has a friend like you, we are very happy."

Lu Jing could see that the old man's eyes were full of love when he looked at Chen Xuanwu.

Then Lu Jing smiled and said, "Brother Xuanwu treats people with simplicity and has a clear heart. I feel very comfortable getting along with him."

The old man nodded, opened the curtain again, and looked into the distance.

The place where he looked was probably the Taixuan Palace, and he said: "I have an invitation from the palace tomorrow, and I will leave Beijing from the palace the day after tomorrow. I'm afraid I will need the young master next time we meet.

Come to Taihao Palace, if we two old immortals are still alive then, we can take the young master to visit Taihao Palace."

The old man had just finished speaking.

Chen Xuanwu still had a smile on his lips, and murmured to himself in a daze: "Brother Jing... you just owed a glass of wine... you have to... you have to pay it back."

When he said this, he didn't know what he was dreaming about. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, and even drool started to flow from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the old man carefully wiped the drool from the corner of Chen Xuanwu's mouth with his sleeve, then turned around and gently carried Chen Xuanwu on his back.

The old man had great supernatural powers, so he didn't know how he got into the sedan.

But at this moment, he seemed to be an ordinary old man carrying his grandson on his back, staggeringly opening the curtain and getting out of the sedan.

The fisherman outside the carriage was startled. He didn't know when there was such an old man in the carriage, and he suddenly felt horrified.

Immediately, he saw two young men in the car, one of whom was being carried by the old man, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended that he had not noticed.

The old man then carried Chen Xuanwu away and walked to the Dongwang Temple. The old man turned around again and waved to Lu Jing.

"Sir, your technique of contemplating the soul is quite extraordinary. If you practice it diligently, you may be able to shine like the Fusang Sun of Emperor Donghua, emitting billions of brilliance and scorching clouds thousands of miles away."

The old man's voice came to Lu Jing's ears, making Lu Jing slightly startled.

The old man carried Chen Xuanwu into the Dongwang Temple.

The voice of Mr. Yu came: "Master Lu, where are we going now?"

"Go to Changning Street."

Lu Jing came to his senses and informed the fish master.

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There is actually a long distance from Dongwang Street to Changning Street.

The carriage drove for a long time before slowly stopping.

When Lu Jing got out of the car, his drunken state reappeared, and he staggered into the west gate and then into the small courtyard...

Naturally, the concierge also noticed Lu Jing's drunken state.

In front of the Xi Pond in the west courtyard, Wu Beishi, dressed in black, was actually fishing at night.

He saw Lu Jing coming in from a distance and frowned slightly. He felt that since he hadn't seen Lu Jing for many days, his energy and blood were getting stronger.

Wu Beishi didn't care about the drunken Lu Jing, he only cared about the burning energy and blood in Lu Jing's body.

Just over an hour had passed and it was already dawn.

Lu Jing did not get up early today.

Qing Yue opened the door gently in confusion, and smelled the smell of alcohol, and saw Lu Jing sleeping soundly with his clothes on.

"Where did the young master go last night?"

Qing Yue was a little confused, but after thinking about it, she did not disturb Lu Jing. She just gently added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove in Lu Jing's room, and opened the door a crack, lest the charcoal ash in the stove would smoke Lu Jing.

At the same time, it also disperses the smell of alcohol in the room.

She then continued to work on matters in the courtyard.

Lu Jing's small courtyard is not big, but Qing Yue takes care of it in an orderly manner.

Qingyue also seemed to enjoy it, cleaning the courtyard and doing many trivial housework every day.

Until three poles high in the sun.

Lu Jing just got up.

Qing Yue prepared meals for him and changed out of Lu Jing's clothes that smelled of alcohol.

The weather has turned cooler by this time.

There was no food left to eat on the stone table, and it was freezing to the bone. Lu Jing was fine now, but Qing Yue's body was still a little thin and could not withstand the cold.

The two of them were eating at the table, and Qing Yue didn't ask where Lu Jing had gone.

Halfway through eating, she suddenly remembered something and hurried to the side room.

When Qing Yue came back, she already had a letter in her hand.

"Master, the Sheng Mansion sent someone today to bring you a letter. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb you. I forgot about it just now, and I just remembered it now."

Qing Yue carefully opened the letter, took it out of the envelope, and then handed it to Lu Jing.

Lu Jing put down his chopsticks, took the letter, and read it carefully, with a smile on his face.

Qingyue asked curiously: "Master, is there any good news written in the letter? I saw you smiling."

Lu Jing still smiled and nodded: "There are two things written in the letter. The first thing is that Mr. Yu Bai, who I mentioned to you a few days ago, was recommended by Sheng Cifu and was valued by the Great Fu Shengjun.

Become an official in court."

Qingyue's eyes were like a clear water with more ripples, and she said with joy as she looked forward: "Mr. Yu Bai sent the young master to the library. I think he should be an excellent scholar, so he can naturally serve as a member of the court."

official."

Lu Jing nodded slowly.

He was a little more curious about the Great Fu Chongtian Emperor.

"Emperor Dafu Chongtian once said that if he were born in Tianmen, he would also be a saint among the immortals. There are also rumors about the immortal realm.

I don’t know if many of these things are true or false, but now it seems that Emperor Dafu Chongtian really knows how to recognize and employ people!

If he were the king of another small country, he would definitely be taboo about Mr. Bai's reputation as a regicide."

Lu Jing thought to himself.

Emperor Chongtian was indeed worthy of Zhong Yubai's reuse.

Sheng Zi wrote in the letter that when Zhong Yubai entered the Taiqian Hall of Taixuan Palace, he originally wanted to remove the two swords from his waist.

But in the palace, there was a saying from the Diao Si Chuan Sage: "A loyal and upright person should not take off his sword when he first enters Taiqian. Let me see An Huai's courage in knowing his fate and wearing the sword."

Zhong Yubai was able to enter the palace with his sword.

In that palace, the sage also had a decree from heaven.

"Zhong Yubai could have been sitting in the library, but in order to protect the country, he walked out of peace and entered the murderous world. He held a sword to resist the Northern Qin Dynasty and killed countless soldiers of the Northern Qin Dynasty!

I am the king of the world. Zhong Yubai protected Anhuai and killed the people of the Northern Qin Dynasty. I have meritorious service, and I have the power of Yuan Shen. I am awarded the rank of eighth-level honorary officer, Qingqi Captain, and the post of Langzhong of the Ministry of War!"

It is an honor to be promoted to Qingqi Captain, and it is awarded based on military merit. It has no real power, but it has the salary of the fourth rank!

The Minister of War, Ministry of War, is subordinate to the Ministry of War, and is the most powerful position under the Minister of War and the Minister of War!

Zhong Yubai, a man who had lost his country in Anhuai, had just been recommended to become an official, and he was able to obtain such an official position. Such an honor showed that Emperor Chongtian was not afraid of many mythical claims.

Such a starting point is naturally not bad for Zhong Yubai.

After all, Zhong Yubai is only in his forties, and now there are constant conflicts with Northern Qin. There are many opportunities for him to avenge his country and his family.

"Master, you just said there were two things in the letter. What is the other thing?"

Qing Yue asked again with curiosity in her eyes.
To be continued...