Zhang Yi's arrangement itself is because of his special semi-demon status.
His mother Bai Liying also approved of Zhang Yi's journey to become an immortal.
But Zhang Zhao is different.
Zhang Zhao is a pure mortal.
His mother Qi Yuhua is also a mortal.
But Zhang Zhao also inherited his spiritual roots.
He has three spiritual roots of gold, fire and thunder in his body.
Especially the fire attribute spiritual roots are very outstanding.
But out of selfishness, Zhang Jian prefers that he can be a mortal and inherit the Zhang family's business.
Zhang Jian will definitely be divided into two groups in the future, one will develop into a family of cultivators, and the other will become secular princes and ministers.
"The worst I can do is work harder and try to get promoted!"
This thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind.
At this time, Zhang Zhao saw that he could not catch up with his brother, and suddenly burst into tears, making the couple laugh.
Next to them, Yu Yao and Qu Lian saw this and wanted to step forward, but Zhang Jian waved their hands to stop them.
Let Zhang Zhao get up and continue chasing.
Zhang Jian feels that the family tradition established by Zhang Yi is very good.
"It seems that I have to ask my father for some nurturing wives. Yi'er and Zhaoer are getting older, and some rules need to be established to prevent anyone from affecting their growth!"
Zhang Jian thought to himself.
Next to him, Qi Yuhua suddenly spoke.
"Husband, Brother Lu will be returning to Beijing in a few days. My father wrote a letter some time ago, asking me to help him find a marriage?"
Zhang Jian smiled when he heard this.
"You can make the decision on this matter!"
Zhang Lu was sent out by him two years ago and entered the border army through the Qi family to gain experience. In the past two years, Zhang Lu sent back several letters one after another, and he obviously gained a lot.
Relying on the skills he learned from his side, he was highly appreciated by his superiors. Some time ago, he killed an enemy deputy general and accumulated merits. During this time, he will return to Beijing and transfer his official position.
With the promotion of official position and Qi Yuhua's operation, it is not difficult to marry a noble lady.
At this time, he saw two clay monkeys circling around the jujube tree. Zhang Jian stepped forward and waved out two rays of magic power, which fell on the two people and helped them wash away the moisture on their bodies.
At this time, Zhang Yi raised his head, looked at the tall jujube tree above his head, and shouted to Zhang Jian.
"Daddy, I want jujube..."
Zhang Jian smiled softly and stretched out a hand. The branches on the jujube tree swayed slightly and a dozen red dates fell down.
Zhang Zhao was delighted to see him and rushed to catch him, but Qi Yuhua bent down and picked him up.
The red dates are still too big for a two-year-old child, but Zhang Yi is half-demon, so there is no need to worry.
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The warm years are always short.
The past two years in Daqian have not been uneventful.
The locust plague in the north has continued, covering seven or eight major counties. The reduction in food production has caused refugees to be displaced, and refugee uprisings have occurred one after another.
Since the Dong Shen Temple lost two elders from the Yin Shen realm, they no longer dare to easily send people into the northern territory to investigate.
This situation caused the northern counties to begin to rot.
Counter-insurgency forces were sent in wave after wave, but with little success.
On the contrary, many soldiers and generals were lost.
Inside Jingtai Hall
The young Emperor Jingwu had a gloomy face. Not long ago, the Northern Governor reported that rebels had appeared in several counties in Lingwu County. Evil people from the Zoroastrian Cult were infested, and they were very difficult to deal with. He asked the court to send Dong
Shenguan Taoists came to suppress it.
The newly promoted old General Yang, the Marquis of Tongcheng, also felt the pressure.
"National Master, you must give me an explanation this time. If the troubles in this northern land continue, I am afraid that the foundation of the imperial court will be shaken, and the treasury in the national treasury will not be able to support it for long!"
Next, Taoist Jingming frowned.
He could understand the anger of Emperor Jingwu. The Daqian treasury barely maintained a balance of revenue and expenditure every year, all relying on the accumulation during the late emperor's reign. However, since Emperor Jingwu succeeded to the throne, there have been successive rebellions, and the treasury's expenditure has been huge. With continuous blood transfusions, it’s no wonder Emperor Jingwu couldn’t sit still.
But in this matter, I am afraid that those evil demons and heretics are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
But continuing to shirk it is obviously unjustifiable.
After thinking for a while, Taoist Jingming responded, cupping his hands and saying.
"Your Majesty, the Poor Taoist Association will go there personally and will definitely destroy those evil heretics for Your Majesty!"
Emperor Jingwu was overjoyed and stood up immediately.
"Okay, if the national master takes action, those thieves will definitely be punished!"
At this time, in the Jingtai Hall, other important officials also nodded slightly when they heard this.
But after the important ministers left, Taoist Jingming stayed alone in Jingtai Hall. After a secret discussion with Emperor Jingwu, he entered the Academy of Culture and Sports.
School of Culture and Sports, in the North Study Room
Zhang Jian and Taoist Jingming were strolling in the spacious garden. Taoist Jingming looked worried.
"Mr. Zhang, this matter still requires your efforts to guard the rooftop for me for a while!"
"National Master, from what you said, this rooftop viewing platform is not a good place! And according to logic, there are many powerful people in your Cave God Temple, so there is no need for me, an outsider, to guard it?"
Zhang Jian shook his head, feeling a little funny in his heart.
Taoist Jingming came here to ask for help.
It's not just asking for copybooks, but asking him to come forward and sit on the rooftop.
Guantiantai is not another place, but the important place of Daqian Dragon Vein.
There are several other places to suppress demons nearby.
The dragon's veins are thick, and Taoist Dongming is worried about others guarding it alone, but he wants to ask Zhang Jian for help.
Zhang Jian was a bit dumbfounded at this time.
This is asking Monkey Sun to guard the peach garden!
However, Taoist Jingming's trust still moved him a little.
After several years of contact, he knew that the Imperial Master was a sincere gentleman. He still felt a little guilty for deceiving such a sincere gentleman, but he quickly put it down.
Taoist Jingming shook his head and said.
"Mr. Zhang, I ask you to go and stay just in case. There are arrangements by the Daqian royal family around Longmai. There should be no obstruction there. However, there are many demons under the observation platform, including many old demons that the master personally captured. , This time I want to go to the north to kill the evil spirits, and I need to take away some magic weapons. Without these magic weapons to suppress them, these old demons may be ready to take action!"
"Although the other elders in the temple have profound Taoist practices, their state of Taoism and Taoism are far inferior to that of Sir!"
"In addition, sir, he is so arrogant and upright that he is the best person to take charge of this place. Please help me, sir!"
"Jingming is grateful!"
Seeing that Taoist Jingming was extremely sincere, Zhang Jian agreed after thinking about it.
Seeing this, Taoist Jingming felt happy and relaxed at the same time.
In fact, Guantiantai not only suppresses many demons captured by the elders of Dongshen Temple, it is also the central place where Dongshen Temple controls Daqian Chaotang, so there is no room for failure.
To be honest, Taoist Jingming felt very unsure about going to the north to quell the rebellion this time.
He also had some whims.
If he never comes back, with Zhang Jian sitting on the rooftop, he can at least buy some more time for Dongshen Temple, waiting for the return of the Dongshen Cult ancestor.