The summer days are long and the nights are short. Although it is around five o'clock in the evening, the sky is still very bright. At this time, two carriages drove to the door of Zhang Fujing, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, and stopped. They walked out of the carriages. Two people came out. One of them was dressed in luxurious clothes, about forty or fifty years old. They were the Marquis of Xinping, also known as Jiajing's father-in-law Wu Deyou.

The other car was a Taoist priest wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, a Taoist temple, and a whisk in his hand. He looked about thirty years old, his eyebrows flew into his temples, his eyes were bright and bright, the heavenly court was full and the pavilion was round, and his long black beard was left under his jaw. Just looking at this look was quite good, and he looked like a master.

"Lan Shenxian, this is the mansion of Zhang, the Minister of Rites. Please wait. I will introduce you to you." Wu Deyou said politely to the Taoist priest, and his attitude was very respectful.

The Taoist priest looked at the door of Zhang's mansion, stroked his beard and smiled: "I'm thankful for the father-in-law."

At this time, the butler of the Zhang family probably heard the news and had already greeted him in person. While jogging down the steps, he smiled and said, "It turns out that the father-in-law is here. Please come in quickly. This is probably the Blue God from Chaotian Temple. I have heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect that I was so young."

Wu Deyou laughed and said, "Butler Zhang is probably wrong this time. Lan Shenxian is actually a few years older than this marquis."

The Butler Zhang was shocked and was skeptical in his heart, but he said, "Oh, it's amazing, can Master Lan be a god? If the father-in-law doesn't point it out, I would think he's under thirty years old."

The Taoist priest just held his fingers and smiled without saying a word, which seemed even more mysterious. Butler Zhang did not dare to neglect and became more respectful. He raised his hand and asked, "Boss-in-law, Lan Shenxian, please invite me inside. My master has been waiting for a long time."

Wu Deyou and Taoist priests stepped into the front yard of Zhang's mansion. When they looked up, they saw a man coming out of the house. It was Zhang Fujing, the new right minister of the Ministry of Rites, that is, Zhang Cong. As mentioned earlier, he changed his name, or was the name given to Jiajing.

"Marty Xinping is here, I am not welcome." Zhang Cong greeted Wu Guohou enthusiastically as soon as he met. The latter quickly bowed back and introduced with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, this is the Taoist Master Chaotian Guanlan mentioned to you before, and is known as the Blue Fairy."

"The Master Wuliang Tianzun!" The Taoist priest shook the dust, proclaimed a whistle, bowed his head and said, "I have watched the blue Taoist movement towards the sky. I have seen Lord Zhang. The father-in-law has been too famous. I have shallow cultivation, so how dare I call him a god."

Zhang Cong looked up and down at the fairy Lan in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart. There is nothing to say about this Taoist priest's appearance, but he is too young. Is Taoist wise reliable?

Of course, although Zhang Cong, an old man with a very cunning officialdom like Zhang Cong, had doubts in his heart, he did not reveal any of them on the surface and politely said: "It turns out that this is the fairy Lan. No wonder he is so fairy-like. I have heard of your name for a long time. Please sit in the room."

This Lan Daoxing is quite unique and does not refuse. He takes the lead in walking into the house. Seeing this, Zhang Cong frowned and deliberately lag behind a few steps behind. He whispered to Wu Deyou: "Marty, it turns out that this Lan Daoxing Master is so young. Is his cultivation okay? It's not easy to find a dragon and acupoint for Emperor Xian of Daxing. If the emperor blames him, I'm afraid you and I will not be able to escape."

Wu Deyou immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Lord Zhang, this Taoist priest seems young, but in fact, how many years older than this marquis are. Taoist practice is even more unspeakable. He is best at writing spirits and his ability to steer the geomancer is also famous."

"Take it seriously?" Zhang Cong was also surprised when he heard this. Wu Deyou was about the same age as him, and Lan Daoxing looked like he was in his early thirties, but he was actually in his fifties? Could it be that he had truly become a god and could he be reborn as a child?

Wu Deyou nodded and said, "It's true that this Taoist Lan is from Shandong and has a household registration to check. He is born in the twelve year of Chenghua. This year... is fifty-three years old."

Zhang Cong couldn't help but believe it a little. He was born in the eleventh year of Chenghua and was fifty-four years old this year, which means that Taoist Lan is only one year younger than him.

"I'm not afraid to tell Lord Zhang, you just want to tell me that this lord has known this fairy Lan for more than ten years. When my father passed away, he asked him to click on the acupoint. At that time, he said it was a phoenix spreading its wings. Hey, in less than two years, the little girl really chose the queen. Are you wondering?"

Zhang Cong couldn't help but shook his whole body and said, "It seems that this Taoist Priest Lan is really a capable one!"

Wu Deyou glanced secretly into the room and whispered in awe: "I remember when I met Master Lan, I looked similar to now. Now more than ten years have passed, and there are a lot of wrinkles on my face, but Master Lan has no trace of time left on his body, as if he is getting younger and younger. Do you think it is strange? It can be seen that this person who cultivates immortals and practices is indeed different from us mortals."

Zhang Cong felt aroused in his heart and asked in a low voice: "Has the father-in-law ever revealed the purpose of this trip to Master Lan?"

Wu Deyou quickly shook his head and cursed: "Absolutely not."

"That's good. I'll know if I have real skills later, I'll try it out later." Zhang Cong said.

"It's true that Lord Zhang doesn't believe it?" Wu Deyou talked about his personal experience. Seeing that Zhang Cong was going to test Lan Daoxing, he was a little displeased.

Zhang Cong quickly explained: "I am not convinced by the marquis. It is a matter of great importance, so I have to be careful."

To be honest, Zhang Cong really trusted Wu Deyou. This guy recommended Qiu Luan to Yu Dayouqiang and tricked everyone once. Even Wu Deyou himself was deposed for this. If Empress Wu had not been successful and gave birth to the eldest son of Jiajing, Wu Deyou would probably never have thought of regaining his title in his life, let alone becoming a marquis.

"Mr. Zhang is tempted, so don't offend the immortal Lan. Although such a person has no power or power, he has magical means, so he must not be punished." Wu Deyou reminded in a low voice with a stern face.

"Don't worry, my father-in-law, I also know that most of those who have real abilities will be arrogant, so those who are responsible will never offend me. Let's go in!"

After Zhang Cong said that, he stepped into the house. Wu Guobain hurriedly followed in, but saw Lan Daoxing sitting there leisurely and drinking tea, looking around at the furnishings.

"Haha, let the fairy Lan wait for a long time." Zhang Cong walked over with a smile, sitting on the main seat.

"It's okay!" Lan Daoxing said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang's living room is decorated quite elegantly, but there are fewer methods."

Zhang Cong said with a oh, "Please give me some advice."

Lan Daoxing stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Before I came in, I observed the direction of your mansion, and it was located north to south. The main reason was to be in the north. If the expected one was not bad, there would be a rockery in the backyard, which was eight feet high."

Zhang Cong said in surprise: "It's true, how did the fairy Lan know?"

Lan Daoxing smiled and said nothing, only picked up the teacup and took a sip. He said, "If the Feng Shui of your mansion is good, there is one thing that is inappropriate."

Zhang Cong hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Lan Daoxing smiled and said, "I am the arrangement of houses in the palace, high in the west and low in the east, and wood is strong and fire is generated, so it is easy to lose fire."

Zhang Cong subconsciously sat up straight and blurted out: "It's a real god. There was indeed a fire in the mansion last year. It was a blessing that the fire was put in time and it did not cause a major disaster."

Lan Daoxing nodded and said, "That's right. Master Zhang, the seal hall of my temple is shining with red light. His fortune has been in full swing in recent years. The old guest will not offend the owner. Even if there is a disaster, it will be a minor loss and will not harm the body. If it happens to be a bad year, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable."

Zhang Cong's expression changed slightly, and he stood up and continued a cup of tea for Lan Daoxing himself: "I would like to ask for advice from the immortal."

Lan Daoxing smiled and said, "It is still simple to resolve the problem of your mansion. You only need to install a lotus vat in this hall to fill it with water. In this way, water and fire are incompatible, and the Yin and Yang and Five Elements are harmonized. Naturally, auspicious energy is filled with the door and there is no disaster."

Zhang Congxi said: "I thanked Lan Shenxian for his advice, I am so grateful!"

"It's just a simple task, so why bother?" Lan Daoxing waved his hands.

Wu Deyou smiled and said, "Congratulations to Lord Zhang, Mr. Lan Shenxian easily refused to show others the Feng Shui of Yangzhai. This marquis has been begging him for a long time, but Lord Zhang is very lucky."

After hearing this, Zhang Cong thanked him again, and believed in Lan Daoxing's cultivation more and more. He even put away his thoughts of testing it again and directly expressed his purpose of inviting him.
Chapter completed!