Wu Jie was not the kind of slow guy who procrastinates and is suspected of having "procrastination". Now that he had made up his mind, he took his junior brother Xiong Jiong and two disciples to visit the nearby imperial city while it was still early.
Adjacent to the Ministry of Etiquette of the Forbidden Palace.
"Wu Jie? Which Wu Jie? I've never heard of it." At the gate of the Ministry of Rites, Wu Jie and his party were stopped. The arrogant doorman looked at them unkindly, "Do you know where this place is? This is
It's the Ministry of Etiquette! It's one of the backbones of the imperial court! You are just a bunch of guys with unknown origins, you just want to break into the Ministry of Etiquette with nothing but white teeth, and you want to meet our chief officer? Young man, that's not how you joke!"
Wu Jie raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a half-smile, but he was not angry at all. He just felt that this man was really pitifully stupid.
As a clerk in the Ministry of Etiquette, I don’t know how long it took to get the qualifications, or how much money I spent to get such a position that should have some power. It’s just that this man’s intelligence is obviously not worthy of his status.
No one has an ordinary demeanor, and it goes without saying that the three masters and disciples have advanced cultivation. Even Xiong Jiong, who has not yet entered the realm of innateness, is at least a serious prince. No matter how poor Wangsun is, he has grown up to be a royal family since childhood.
The arrogance that a Chinese person should have as a matter of course...
Forget it, explain this to this guy who has no vision and knowledge, it is just showing your flattery to a blind man, it is a complete waste!
Wu Jie doesn't care, but that doesn't mean that his disciples don't care. Qiao Feng is getting older, and his surname is gradually becoming more peaceful, but he has not yet become angry. Lin Xiao has already raised his sword eyebrows, his starry eyes are wide, and there seems to be a thunderbolt flashing in his eyes.
He looked at the blind doorman fiercely.
"What did you say?" He pressed towards the guard in a bad tone, not bothering to use his magic power. He was about to raise his fist to teach this guy a lesson, but Wu Jie slapped him on the shoulder.
"Rumu, don't argue with him." Wu Jie said lightly, "You are even angry about such a trivial matter. Are you planning to turn into a toad with a bulging belly?"
As soon as these words were said, Xiong Jiong and Qiao Feng couldn't help but laugh, but the doorman suddenly became angry, blowing his beard and staring, wanting to have a fit.
But of course Wu Jie would not give him a chance to have an attack - although he had a good temper, he did not have a strange hobby of humiliating others. He just smiled, and the most proficient blindness method among Taoist convenience methods was activated.
Suddenly, the image of the four people in the eyes of the doorkeeper became taller and full of majesty. Even standing at the bottom of the steps, they seemed to be a head taller than him, and there was a force that made him uneasy and oppressed him.
The humbleness beneath the robe of a court official was suppressed by this little man.
He suddenly became excited, put on a humble smile, and humbly led Wu Jie and others through the door, sat down in the side hall, and then hurriedly ran to report to the junior official who was on duty today.
Perhaps the administration of the Chu Kingdom was already a bit out of shape. Even though the junior official saw the officials in such a state, he was not touched at all. He smiled calmly and said: "You don't know how many benefits you have gained, but you still put on such an appearance."
Come - is it possible that you are your mother? Go, go, go! There is no reason why just a few people can come and pay homage to the chief official of the Ministry of Etiquette! Let them wait until the important matters at hand are settled before summoning them.
them!"
He does have something important at hand, which is a pair of yarrows. The matter of fortune telling is indeed very important, and it is today's fortune. This official was once fortunate enough to learn a little about the art of fortune telling. Whenever he wants to follow
When people gamble, they must first take advantage of h to make sure that they will have good financial luck today, and then they will happily rush to the casino.
It seems that he is somewhat clever. Over the years, he has actually relied on gambling to accumulate a fortune that far exceeds his official position. Therefore, he is even more enthusiastic about this career. Every day when working, he must
Most of the time is spent on research.
As for those official duties... it's not a big deal anyway. Report the big things to the superior, and put off the small things later. No rush, no rush!
But he was not in a hurry, but the clerk who was caught by Wu Jiezhang's eyes became anxious. He lowered his voice and said in an urgent tone: "Sir! Those people have extraordinary backgrounds!"
"It's really extraordinary. It's your turn to report it?" The official didn't even raise his eyelids, concentrating on playing with the yarrow, "Go! Wait, wait!"
The clerk was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, wandering around not knowing what to do, but this made the official who was occupying his property unhappy. Without saying a word, he picked up a file on the table next to him without reading it.
What was recorded? He rolled it up and used it as a mallet, and threw it on his head: "Get out! Don't be an eyesore here!"
The junior official was captured by the blindfold and was in a daze. When he hit him, his feet suddenly lost their roots and he fell to the ground. It seemed that the way he fell was funny, so the official immediately started laughing, as if watching
He watched the acrobatic clown perform and laughed so hard.
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded. It was not very loud, but it spread throughout the entire Ministry of Rites effortlessly.
"Can the chief officer of the Ministry of Rites meet with Wu Jie in Zhaoyang?"
As the saying goes, "You can tell something by seeing the slightest thing." The reason why Wu Jie had to go through the usual procedure to meet with the chief official of the Ministry of Rites was because he planned to take this opportunity to take a good look at the administrative situation of the Chu Kingdom. But what he saw made him very disappointed, and he didn't want to say anything more.
Zhi continued to read and directly said hello.
"Ji Shihou? Why are you here in person?" The person on duty in the Ministry of Rites was Yao Xiang, the left servant. When he heard that a man claiming to be Wu Jie was visiting, he hurriedly put down his official duties, carefully arranged his clothes, and then came out respectfully.
He greeted him with a salute from a distance, and a string of compliments on his lips, which stunned the two officials who were accustomed to his serious and majestic face.
Also dumbfounded was the casino general who was always good at taking advantage of people. He originally planned to send someone to teach the ignorant people who dared to make loud noises in the official residence of the Ministry of Rites, but unexpectedly, the high-ranking and unsmiling Minister actually showed off
With such an appearance, even his eyes were so scared that he almost fell out of his head.
Most countries in Kyushu respect the left, and Chu State is no exception. The so-called Zuo Shilang is the preparatory minister of the Ministry of Rites. Today, the minister of the Ministry of Rites is very old, and he will become an official in two years. Most likely, this minister will take over!
Seeing Mr. Yao rushing out to greet him, he quickly stuffed the yarrow that he usually respected and cherished into the desk. With his feet like the wind, he hurried out, hoping to get in front of his superior officer and greet the distinguished guest quickly.
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But maybe he was in a hurry when walking, or maybe he didn't pay attention to his shoelaces. As he was running, something suddenly tripped under his feet and he fell to the ground. Gululu rolled several times in succession, which was even worse than before.
The little official fell harder and more ugly, and even reached his waist. He groaned and couldn't get up for a while.
So he could only watch as Yao Shilang ran past him, without even glancing at him, and hurriedly led several officials towards the side hall where the distinguished guests were resting.
A group of people passed by him, and no one reached out to give him a hand. Only two minor officials, who did not even have a rank, cast a blatant sneer at him.
Wu Jie's spiritual thoughts had already enveloped the entire Ministry of Rites, and he could see everything clearly. He shook his head secretly, and calmly cast a spell to wake up the doorman who reported the news before.
The doorman, who was nearly fifty years old, got up, moved his hands and feet, and twisted his head. He felt that not only was he not injured, but he felt refreshed. His body seemed to be two years younger, and his condition had never been so good.
As for the one lying on the ground, there is nothing wrong with him anyway, just let him lie down again.
Facing the humble Minister Yao, Wu Jie had no intention of wasting time and simply stated his purpose of coming, saying that he was ready to set off and asked him to prepare relevant documents.
"Master Marquis, please calm down! I'll go get ready now!" Yao Xiang didn't expect that Ji Shihou would take over this task, so he didn't prepare anything at all - before he came to the Ministry of Rites, he was still joking with a colleague, saying
Your Majesty is really stupid. He actually dares to treat the immortal so slowly. I'm afraid there will be a good show to watch now...
But this morning in the court hall, when His Majesty the Emperor issued this order, none of the civil and military officials came out to advise...
When they learned that Wu Jie was really preparing to go to the Han Dynasty to declare friendship, the entire Ministry of Rites suddenly panicked. It was obvious that this group of people were quite unfamiliar with official duties. In their hurry, they were like flies without their heads, scurrying around.
The collision in the west made the scene as chaotic as a pot of boiling batter.
Wu Jie waited for about an hour before a document and a letter were ready. Several temporarily selected officials who were friends with Yao Shilang lined up in a row with their faces glowing. They brought many large and small bags with them, respectfully.
He respectfully invited Wu Jie to board the carriage and lead his team to the Han Dynasty.
Wu Jie looked at the carriages and frowned.
The horses pulling the carriage are not bad, and some of the sergeants accompanying them are also somewhat decent. Such a convoy can travel more than a hundred miles a day, which is probably not a problem. But from Changning City, the imperial capital of the Chu Kingdom, to the Han Kingdom
Chang'an City, the imperial capital, has to cross most of Kyushu, and has to go around several famous mountains and rivers. The journey is more than 6,000 miles. If you follow the convoy, it will take two months!
He didn't mind waiting for two months, but Xiong Jiong had just entered the school recently, and it was time for him to practice in the mountain gate, so he shouldn't be stained with too much worldliness. If he followed the convoy for two months, I'm afraid it would hinder this junior brother's practice.
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So he thought for a moment and came up with an idea. He raised his voice by two points and asked, "Are you afraid of this mission to the Han Dynasty?"
"It's just a mission, what's there to be afraid of?" The leading official is named Yao Tong, who is a relative of the Yao Xiang clan. Although his surname is a bit naughty, he is quite courageous and replied blankly, "I don't understand.
Your Majesty’s intention.”
Wu Jie smiled and glanced at everyone in the motorcade.
"Master Yao is not afraid, what about you?"
"Of course we are not afraid either!"
"Yeah, what's there to be afraid of?"
"It's just that the road is harder..."
Listening to the words coming and going, Wu Jie nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, let's set off."
As he spoke, he raised his right hand, and the sleeves of the light green robe suddenly glowed with various colors, turning into a brilliant rainbow, covering the entire convoy, including people, objects, and horses, and rising into the sky together with their masters, apprentices, and Xiong Jiong.
, rushed towards the high clouds, and disappeared in an instant.
Outside the empty official residence of the Ministry of Rites, everyone headed by Yao Shilang was stunned for a long time, and finally naturally let out a cry of envy and admiration.
