Shi Lun passed the job examination held by the Cultural and Sports Center, successfully got the job, and was able to stay in Haojing.
Shi Lun was extremely happy for this. With three years of experience in observing government affairs in various ministries, even if he were to serve as an official in the future, the upper limit would be higher.
Happily, after nightfall, Shi Lun set up a banquet in the middle of the Zhuangyuan Palace to entertain many of his peers.
That night, many new scholars were very drunk.
Some of them were sad and disappointed because they had not been admitted to the exam, and the other part were just happy that they had successfully passed the exam. They drank with open stomachs, and naturally they were easily intoxicated.
"Everyone gets drunk without being drunk!"
Zhang Jian smiled slightly, most of these new scholars were extremely passionate and emotional at heart.
However, there are also some experienced ones, or those from noble backgrounds, who are able to control their emotions. After drinking to a minimum, they stumble away with the support of their close family members.
"Brother Zhang, sometimes I really envy you. No matter what the atmosphere is, you can always stay awake!"
Next to him, Shi Lun was burping from wine and his face was rosy.
Zhang Jian smiled slightly and just smiled.
"The more drunk you are, the more likely you will wake up!"
Upon hearing this, Shi Lun glanced at Zhang Jian, who seemed to have suddenly sobered up a lot.
"Brother Zhang, do you know that the He family's daughter is getting married in a few days?"
"Miss He family?"
Zhang Jian's eyes moved.
Shi Lun sighed: "It's He Yanxia and He Xiaoniang!"
"I don't know how heartbroken Brother Zhan Shi will be after hearing this?"
"As expected!"
Zhang Jian was not surprised.
This He Yanxia is also a strange woman, but it is impossible for such a strange woman to withstand the pressure from her family, abandon her father, brothers and sisters, and run away alone.
Born in a family like the Zhang family, Zhang Jian can even feel the constraints of the secular world on young men and women.
It's just for the small landlord class. If such private giving and receiving happens in a big family, it will be a huge scandal, which will affect the career of father and brother, and also affect the marriage of sisters.
In an environment where virtue dominates and punishes auxiliary, moral cultivation is extremely important.
It is also the first sense that people experience.
Similar to the marriage between his mother Qi Ruoying and Zhang Yi, it is actually shocking.
In the night, a group of new scholars were drunk and gradually dispersed before the curfew.
Just after leaving the Zhuangyuan Residence, Zhang Jian's expression changed. He asked Zhang Lu and others to leave on their own, while he quietly walked along the shadow of an alley.
In a shadow not far away, a figure shrouded in black energy was hiding in the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes staring at the soldiers patrolling the street from afar.
He glanced at these soldiers greedily, but after noticing the faint fluctuations of divine power around these patrolling soldiers, he converged his gaze, and finally his eyes fell on some drunken single drinkers coming out of the restaurant.
Especially young single guests.
Focusing on a figure staggering out of the restaurant, his figure seemed to be moving close to the ground, floating silently and low in the sky.
That was a young warrior, with strong energy and blood all over his body!
Wearing silk costumes, she looks very good!
However, such a young warrior made the figure in the darkness have strong greed in his eyes, but he didn't know that there was also a figure floating quietly behind his head.
But in an instant, he noticed something was wrong, and vaguely sensed it. The figure in black subconsciously turned his head, but he didn't see anyone.
Such a strange situation made even the man in black feel a chill in his heart. In the past, his appearance always made the prey panic.
But today he actually had the same feeling.
When he turned around, his expression was even more shocked. The 'prey' he had targeted had disappeared.
This couldn't help but make his face change color, and the black energy around his body was rolling, and he was about to turn into a black wind, but he saw a hand appear out of thin air, and in an instant, it reached down from the silver moon, and struck his Tianling Cap with a palm. In an instant, he
The figure was like a streak of black energy that turned into ashes on the jade-white palm, leaving only a dark soul that was caught deep in the palm of the hand.
Facing that indifferent gaze, the soul of the figure in black now had a faint gleam of blood in his eyes.
Seeing this strange sign, Zhang Jian slowly walked out from under the silvery moonlight, and there was something strange in his eyes.
The Blood Shadow Demon Sect is a serious demon sect.
This is not a heresy.
This is a large sect affiliated with the Demonic Path. Although it is not comparable to the Evil Sect, Xuan Demon Sect, Taiyin Demon Palace, Secret Demon Sect, and Asura Demonic Path, the power of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect is also extraordinary.
However, the sect power of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect was originally supposed to be in the Dachu territory outside the Daqian territory.
Zhang Jian was a little surprised.
The figure in front of me is not a formal disciple of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, but a blood shadow puppet. It is a puppet made by subduing some talented warriors, aliens, and immortal cultivators, and imprisoning their souls.
The function may be just to cause trouble, or to collect blood essence.
There was something strange in Zhang Jian's eyes.
Although troubled times have emerged in Daqian Chaotang, the Dragon and Tiger Qi is still at its peak. Why do these Demon Sect disciples come to Haojing City to run wild?
"Just doing destruction?"
Zhang Jian didn't want to believe it.
He heard the Demon-Slaying Lord mention that demon cultivators are eager for quick success and instant benefits, and their personalities are somewhat distorted. They usually do not get up early without any benefit.
"Is there any secret in the capital that can attract these people from the Demon Sect?"
Zhang Jian was a little curious, but with a heavy workload, he was not willing to cause trouble easily. He just killed a few blood shadow puppets casually to avoid threatening his family.
He turned around and killed a few blood shadow puppets, but his expression changed slightly in an instant, and he looked towards the depths of Haojing City, in the direction of the Iron Pen Judge Temple.
In an instant, he heard a violent explosion, accompanied by the sound of a god's explosion.
"That place is..."
Zhang Jian looked at it with some surprise in his eyes.
That place is the temple of the Iron Pen Judge. The Iron Pen Judge was one of the founding civil servants of the dynasty. He was named the Iron Pen Judge because of his integrity and impartiality. He was also a subordinate official of Hao Jing. He was a god with extraordinary powers.
But if Zhang Jian saw it correctly, in an instant he was captured and his entire soul was captured.
There was some fluctuation in Zhang Jian's eyes.
These powerful demons are so bold that they even dare to provoke Sheji Shen Dao.
However, Zhang Jian also knew that the territory of the Sheji Shinto was only in the secular world, and its roots could only be rooted in places with people. Most of those demonic monks went in and out of the wilderness. In the depths of the wilderness, the gods who left the priesthood did not dare to
It's easy to provoke them.
They have the capital to act recklessly!
As far as he could see, Zhang Jian saw several divine lights flying down from the sky above Haojing City, heading towards the Temple of Magistrate Wu.
However, in his spiritual eyes, he could see a very subtle demonic energy, quickly heading in the direction of him!