"Although it's business," Xi Ming said before leaving, "I still want to ask you, don't you feel tired from living like this?"

"tired?"

"You are like a puppet created by our Momen. It seems that you are born to be stipulated to practice continuously. You can only practice continuously." Xi Ming said: "I have seen many people who work hard, but I have never seen someone like you.

Don't leave any space for yourself. Is there only one thing in life: cultivation?"

Jiang Wangdao: "As I grow older, I find more and more that there are not many things that can be rewarded by hard work. Practice makes me feel very satisfied, and the strength gained from it can give me more freedom."

"What freedom do you mean?" Xi Ming asked.

Jiang Wang asked, "Has there ever been a moment when you were powerless?"

Xi Ming thought for a while and said, "I think so."

Jiang Wang said: "Being able to no longer face that kind of moment is the freedom I want."

Xi Ming’s voice was very soft: “No one can avoid it.”

"But if I work harder, those moments may be reduced." Jiang Wangdao: "Just like Zhu Weiwo who disappeared, just like Huang Jinmo who was captured by you. That should also be one of the reasons for me to practice hard.

,Is not it?"

Xi Ming exhaled lightly: "Then you really need to work hard."

Jiang Wang really needs to work harder.

Not to mention the current Jiang Wang, even the Marquis of Wu'an who has not left Qi State cannot take people away from Jucheng.

Not to mention the future Great Qi Military God, even if the real current Great Qi Military God Jiang Mengxiong spoke, the Mo family would not be able to hand over this person.

This is something almost impossible to do.

The reason why the Mo family still guarantees Huang Jinmo's safety and does not cause her to suffer too much is entirely because of the possibility of Huang Weizhen returning from the fantasy.

Jiang Wang? Zhu Weiwo?

It has never been within the Mohist family's consideration.

At least in this matter, the Mo family doesn't need to consider them yet.

Xi Ming left, but Jiang Wang said nothing more, and just continued to practice silently as usual.

He can talk about some big principles and say something like "Anyone who does something wrong must be held responsible."

He could stand on the moral high ground and criticize the Mohists for their arbitrariness and arrogance.

He could also say some harsh words, saying that one day, he would produce evidence to prove that Mo Jingyu's death had nothing to do with Huang Jinmo and Zhu Weime, and he must let the world know that the Mo family had done something wrong.

But what's the point?

If you can't do it, you don't need to express it in words.

He continued to carry Dao Yuan, dismantle Dao techniques, and warm up his sword.

And Xi Ming is also going his own way.

Qian Ji Tower has no worries about business anywhere in the world, thanks to Jucheng's unparalleled mechanism skills.

Like other prominent schools, Mohist disciples are spread all over the world and serve as officials in various countries. There are many experts in the engineering academies of various countries, as well as great craftsmen and craftsmen. However, Jucheng has always represented the highest achievement of mechanism art and puppetry, and has always been the highest holy place for Mohist disciples.

Qianjilou, which emerged during the Qian Jinhua era, has branches all over the five regions and countries. It sells things that "I have when others don't have them, and I have the best when others have them." Therefore, the focus of Qianjilou's business has never been on customer sources, but on customers.

How to handle the relationship well with the local government.

Of course, his destiny was not to stop by Bai Yujing Restaurant, Bai Yujing Restaurant was the biggest purpose of his trip.

As long as it was something Xi Xiangyi liked, even if it was the stars in the sky, he would want to pick it for her.

No matter what method is used.

Of course, it must be within a legitimate and reasonable framework.

If Xi Xiangyi wanted to rob him, he would have already robbed Jiang Wang when he met him outside Buhu City. Facing the Dongzhen-level puppet Ming Gui, Jiang Wang had no power to resist at that time.

Rules are very important. Rules are the key to the smooth operation of this world.

Now Xi Ming leaves the restaurant, and even Xingyueyuan, and goes to Xiangguo Wanhe Temple. There is a cultural meeting held there in the past few days, hosted by the envoy of Zhuangguo, Lin Zhengren, the number one among the eight heroes of Xin'an.

.Being from Jucheng, he is very interested in this. The so-called article about eternal events takes a lot of thought!

…

"Literary gatherings are the most interesting. A group of people who don't know how to appreciate sit together and appreciate each other. Regardless of men, women, old or young, the smell of decay fills their nostrils. I like to see them wearing colorful human skins and talking nonsense.

But they all pretend to be noble and extraordinary. I like this kind of naked hypocrisy... Come on, little gift."

Lin Zhengren sat on the high platform, silently whispering his thoughts, gently tilting the tea cup in his hand downward——

A ball of water with no specific shape suddenly opened its bluish-white lips and swallowed all the fallen tea.

The etiquette officer of Xiang Kingdom next to him cast a strange look.

Lin Zhengren explained considerately: "My pet, he likes this kind of elegant atmosphere the most."

Xiang Guo's courtesy officer smiled reluctantly: "The ambassador treats pets so well, he is really kind-hearted."

If it weren't for Yu Jingshan's nod, it's unclear how many countries would have responded to Zhuang's envoy trip. After all, Zhuang said it was ZTE, and its influence had not spread beyond the Western Region.

But in the same Taoist country, Lin Zhengren's name has been heard for a long time.

Known as a gentleman, he is kind to others and has an excellent reputation.

It is said that controlling ghosts with righteousness is called a hundred ghosts traveling every day... It is also said to be a good story about controlling evil and turning it into righteousness.

The Taoist art of commanding ghosts has been around for a long time, and those who can do this to protect themselves from evil tend to be upright. However, those who are as upright as Lin Zhengren are indeed relatively rare.

However, why does it feel so evil to have a ghost as a pet in broad daylight!?

"There's no such thing as kindness. I, Lin Zhengren, am just an ordinary person. I just don't deceive my heart when I do things..." Lin Zhengren said, and suddenly clapped his hands and praised: "Good! This article is well read, and it is like drinking strong wine.

Wine, I wonder which talented person made it?"

He was responsible for socializing with officials, hosting cultural gatherings, and conducting Taoist exchanges in an orderly manner.

Who could know how much pressure Feng Qingyun was actually carrying?

Everyone in the world thinks that it is a great honor to represent the country as an envoy.

He, Lin Zhengren, represented Zhuang Guo for the first time in the Western Territory, and was surrounded by diplomacy all over the world. He showed his national prestige without sacrificing national integrity, and was boasted at home as a once-in-a-millennium national talent. He was the definite choice for deputy prime minister in the future.

The Prime Minister of Dazhuang - only he knew that this trip was very risky. The more people surnamed Du praised him, the greater the cost for Jiang Wang to kill him, and the more unlucky he was.

In fact, neither Jiang Wang nor Zhuang Gaoxian had any reason to let him go.

It was also difficult for him to understand why he was so cautious and smart yet always found himself in such a bad situation and every step he took was so difficult.

The first place in the City Road Academy, the first place in the National Road Academy, the top talent in the Yellow River Competition... It is obviously a step-by-step route to climb higher, why is it suddenly difficult to save one's life?

He could not escape, nor could he openly resist. He had to pretend to be complacent and cheerful, dedicate himself to Zhuang Guo, actively reach for the carrot hanging in front of him, which he would never eat, and wait for this moment.

This is a doomed death scene that comes to an end.

But he found the only solution.

He did nothing because any abnormal movement would hasten death. He just let Jiang Wang know what Zhuang Gaoxian would do.

Jiang Wang will naturally avoid being impulsive and will naturally avoid being framed.

When the frame-up could not be completed, there was no need for Zhuang Gaoxian to let Lin Zhengren die.

If he, Lin Zhengren, can survive this trip, Zhuang Guo's deputy prime minister, Yu Jingshan for further study, God's gift... Zhuang Gaoxian and Du Ruhui's cakes should also be fake and come true!

In the low voice of Xiang Moo, Lin Zhengren spoke eloquently, praised the diction, and chatted and laughed freely with Xiangguo literati. Suddenly, among the crowd watching in the audience, he saw a man with slightly cold features.

His expression did not change, he was still discussing the article enthusiastically, but he had already held the ball of water in his arms.

…

…

The night is getting darker.

Jiang Wang sat in a tall building, leaning against the window and looking up at the stars.

The day's business has ended, the guests have dispersed, and the cooks and waiters have all gone to rest. The wealthy shopkeeper Bai bought several houses not far from the restaurant for his employees to live in.

Of course, the backbone of the "No. 1 House in the World" lives in the restaurant.

Lin Xian and Bai Yuxia were on the eleventh floor, and Lian Yuchan, Jingli, and Jiang Wang were on the twelfth floor.

When night fell, Xi Ming also returned to his own room. This was his last night at Bai Yujing Restaurant.

Jingli muttered on the bed next to him: "Junior brother, it turns out that you endure hardships like this. This will indeed affect your practice. The mattress is so soft and the bed is so comfortable. I don't even want to meditate anymore!"

Shopkeeper Bai is used to rich clothes and fine food, but he will not give in to himself. He chooses the most expensive daily necessities. Just like this mattress made of dream brocade and the bed made of yellow beams, you can fall asleep if you fall down.

, I feel refreshed and full of energy.

Jingli can still mumble now, it is because of his cultivation, and he still wants to have a few words with his junior brother before going to bed.

Jiang Wang manipulated the starlight, composed the star map in Zhihaixuan, and said casually: "If you don't want to meditate, go to bed. If you are hungry, there will be soup and porridge simmering in the kitchen, and the stove in the east is full of vegetarian food."

Senior Guanyan didn't know where Yunyou had gone, and he didn't reply for so many days.
To be continued...