Chapter 25 You want to worship me as your teacher? Ask for the moon
Chapter 25 Do you want to be my teacher? (Please give me monthly votes, collect and recommend)
Under the bed, Zhou Lang was hungry and thirsty. His limbs were sore and numb due to being immobile for a long time, with a dark face.
I silently listened to the footsteps of people leaving the house, and then started going down the stairs. Gradually, there was no more movement.
It wasn't until she saw Zhao Ji's carriage disappearing outside the courtyard gate that Miss Shishi quickly walked up the stairs and looked inside the house.
Then he saw Zhou Lang sitting on a chair, with a dark face, rubbing his hands and feet.
Seeing Zhou Lang's appearance, Miss Shishi felt distressed and stepped forward to rub his arms for him.
"Zhou Lang, I'm sorry for you. The slave family didn't expect that Mr. Zhao would suddenly visit..."
"The slave family will try to invite Mr. Gao later and negotiate with him."
Seeing Zhou Lang's expression soften, Miss Shishi smiled charmingly.
"Let them serve another table of wine and food, and the slave family will be able to eat with Zhou Lang in the crime."
Zhou Lang nodded slightly reservedly, then frowned. "They won't come back, right?"
After getting up worriedly, he held Miss Shishi's slender hand that was as smooth as grease and said softly.
"God Haotian, if I, Gao Zhang, dare to be disrespectful or unfilial to my master in the future, I would like to be struck by five thunders immediately, and I would like to fall into hell, and suffer from the evil yaksha ghosts of hell day and night..."
Zhao Ji then sat down cross-legged in the palace and looked at Gao Zhang in front of him.
Facing the clay sculpture of God Haotian, Gao Zhang continued to be impassioned.
"Come in, Xiao Gao..."
"No, no, no, just stay and let Lu Qi take me out."
After finishing his statement, Gao Zhang felt that he could still improve his favorability.
"That's all, please come back in two days. Otherwise, I will ruin your reputation, Master, and I will die forever..."
The master's confidant maid couldn't help but secretly pouted, but on the surface she obediently agreed to lead the way first.
Zhao Ji had a look of surprise on his face, but his heart felt warm, even so warm that he felt hot.
Gao Zhang looked at these beautiful and classical Tang and Song style buildings. While he criticized the extravagance and waste of the rulers of the Northern Song Dynasty in his heart, he couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the skilled craftsmen of this era.
"Hey, hey...you kid, how could you make such vicious oaths?"
Gao Zhang nodded vigorously and replied crisply.
Suddenly I felt something in my heart. I wanted to say that the bottom of the bed was too hard and it was uncomfortable to lie on, but I really couldn't say it.
The moment he walked out, he subconsciously glanced at the familiar bed.
Instead, he led Gao Zhang to a secluded and elegant courtyard of this Taoist temple.
Gao Zhang suddenly felt happy, "Oh, he is indeed a famous superstitious and foolish king in history. He is a typical example of not asking about the common people but ghosts and gods."
Originally they all wanted to come forward to greet him, but after seeing Yang Jian raising his hand to signal, they all quietly retreated away.
"I don't know, but I know that little brother must know."
After all, Zhou Lang, who was also a leader in the literary world of the Song Dynasty and a leader-level figure, did not want such an improper achievement.
Zhao Ji walked ahead with a familiar stride, but did not go to the main palace complex where he usually studied Taoism, magic and immortality.
Next, Gao Zhang saw Zhao Ji starting to burn incense, and saw Zhao Ji's hinting eyes, and he quickly followed suit.
In the courtyard, there were only a few young men with white faces and beards, wearing Taoist robes.
"Haha, you kid, what is enshrined here is the Supreme God of the Haotian Golden Tower, the Natural Wonderful Miracle, the True Jade Emperor."
After Gao Zhang obediently agreed, he kowtowed three times to the statue of God Haotian.
Miss Shishi couldn't help but be stunned. What if Zhao Guanren, who was greedy for her beauty, finished his work and came over again with a slap on the butt?
Is it possible that Zhou Lang wants to achieve the silver level achievement of crawling under the bed twice a day?
He did whatever Zhao Ji did, and both of them offered incense to the Jade Emperor who was born in clay.
Zhao Ji smiled and shook his head, then turned his face to salute the statue.
"Brother, you taught me painstakingly in my dream, teaching me step by step, so that I learned such beautiful and excellent calligraphy..."
"Do you know who this is?"
He is indeed the destined person in my dream. No wonder I would single out this child among thousands of people in my dream to pass on my talents and legacy.
When Gao Zhang came to him, Zhao Ji pointed to the statue inside.
It is also to be able to alert myself at all times and never forget the master’s love for his disciples and his kindness in teaching..."
"My feelings of respect and filial piety towards my master can be mirrored by heaven and earth, and expressed by the sun and moon. I have made these oaths.
It neither rained nor thundered, and not even a cloud appeared. It seemed that God Haotian was not interested in the awesomeness of a child.
The resources consumed were approximately two years of the Northern Song Dynasty's annual income, and its level of luxury was even inferior to Qin Shi Huang's Afang Palace.
Then he began to honestly retell the awesome things he had boasted about in front of the coward Zhao Ji that day.
After all, the bottom of the bed is not a serious place. If someone lays down the blanket in advance, I can't afford to leave that person alone.
Gao Zhang shook his head honestly and showed a shy smile towards Zhao Ji.
"What a long name." Gao Zhang looked at the statue blankly.
Scholar-official Tian Wei once called it "magnificent and magnificent, indescribable," and official Zhang Yong also called it "draining the world's talents and harming the lives of the people." This shows how extravagant and wasteful the Yuqing Palace is.
What a real child, who dares to go to the eighteenth level of hell to become a disciple. How can he not be moved by his courage and perseverance?
From the corner of Gao Zhang's eyes, he kept paying attention to Zhao Ji, who was sitting aside, his eyes wandering back and forth between himself and the statue.
"Zhou Lang...you are so kind. I will send you out."
The site chosen is outside Tianbo Gate in the northwest of the imperial city. It is very large in scale and covers an extremely large area. It includes more than 2,600 houses including the Hall of Immortality and Chongshou.
"Do you want to become my teacher?"
After Zhao Ji entered the main hall in the courtyard, he looked back and waved to Gao Zhang, who was looking around curiously.
"Xiao Gao, in front of God Haotian, you can state what you saw and heard in your dream again. I want to hear it again..."
If this name is simplified, it is most likely the Jade Emperor who often appears in Xianxia novels.
He quickly stood up and helped Gao Zhang up, his eyes full of kindness and relief.
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Yuqing Zhaoying Palace is the most famous Taoist temple in Bianliang, Kaifeng, Northern Song Dynasty. It was a Taoist temple built at a huge cost by Zhenzong of the Northern Song Dynasty on April 16, the second year of Dazhong Xiangfu.
"Okay, okay, please stop for a moment."
Gao Zhang looked at the Emperor of the Song Dynasty with a pair of clear and innocent eyes, who looked very happy and moved.
Look at this filial disciple who has fully grasped the essence of his calligraphy.
Zhao Ji really wished that Gao Zhang could be brought out today so that all the ministers and officials in the court could take a good look at him. This is the destined person in my dream, and he is also the successor of my talents.
Let him serve as an official and be by my side. Well... no, no, no, it can't be like this.