Zhao Mu Ning stared at Emperor Yongchang: "I believe that Her Majesty has been asking a lot of immortals over the years, their answers should be the same as poor, right?"
"Hey, indeed the same."
Emperor Yongchang sighed helplessly.
In fact, since thirty years ago, Ziwei Daomen has selected disciples in Beijing.
In these years, there have been some other Xiandao Zongmen, who came to the Dajin Dynasty to collect disciples.
And Emperor Yongchang also asked a lot of immortals, and the answers received were indeed the same as Zhao Mu. No one could help him condense the heavenly roots.
He originally thought that from one of the six major gates, the outer deacon of Ziwei Daomen may have a way.
But now ...
Zhao Mu got up: "His Majesty, if there is nothing else, the poverty way will go out of the palace first. As for the clues of the demon's chaos, if the Majesty is sorted out, please send someone to the Division of the Fangfang.
There."
Teaching Fang Division?
Emperor Yongchang and Qian Delu at the same time, did the Taoist still have such a preference?
Seeing Zhao Mu walking towards the door.
Emperor Yongchang suddenly opened again: "Taoist, the last question, have we ever seen it?"
"Hehe, His Majesty finally remembered?"
"Her Majesty still remembers that there is a palace in this palace, and there was a person who lived there decades?"
"When His Majesty was young, he was brought into the Midao Palace by the Emperor of the Emperor and met with the poor.
"But now it seems that after His Majesty has been on the throne, he has hardly spent any thoughts on the martial arts."
After Zhao Mu finished speaking, people have come out of the royal study.
"Is it him ... actually him?"
Emperor Yongchang stood up in shock, watching Zhao Mu's back gradually drifting away.
He never expected that the outer deacon sent by Ziwei Daomen this time would actually be the gentleman of the year.
"Mr. was still as young as that year, but I have ..."
Emperor Yongchang sat back on the chair and lost his face.
Nympho
Outside the palace.
Zhao Muyou walked on the street and watched this city that has not returned for decades.
As for Emperor Yongchang, he was already behind his head.
In fact, for Emperor Yongchang's request, he did not have no way to solve it.
Similarly, those who have been asking for advice that Emperor Yongchang once, part of them must also be able to help Yongchang Emperor, condense the heavenly roots.
Just talk about Zhao Mu.
In fact, as long as he now, the extended elixir sent by Zhou Yu Niang will continue to take Emperor Yongchang.
After that, he asked Emperor Yongchang to practice "Six Tao of Tianmen". After hundreds of years, he could shape an Yongchang Emperor with spiritual roots.
But Zhao Mu made the same choice as other cultivators, that is, decisively rejected Emperor Yongchang.
In the case, the cost of helping people condense the spirit root the day after tomorrow is too great. What is the same as precious and extremely precious, why should it be used on a person with a deep relationship?
Secondly, Zhao Mu also learned over the years, many rules of cultivation of the immortal world.
One of the unwritten rules is that the cultivators usually do not usually, helping the emperor to condense the heavenly roots.
Because from the perspective of the immortal, the emperor has enjoyed the wealth of the world, standing on the top of the people's head, and the power is heer.
Then he should have been thinking about the well -being of hundreds of millions of people for a lifetime.
What causes the so -called cause and what fruit gets, you have got too much, you should not be greedy for more.
Of course, like those emperors who were born with spirit root, and like Zhou Yueniang, they expanded the country with their own ability, and finally condensed the emperor of the day after Tianling.
If they want to cultivate Xiandao, the cultivation of the immortal world will not stop it. After all, it is their own opportunity.
Opportunity is a heavenly gift, just let it go.
Nympho
The Division of the Fangfang is as lively as ever.
As soon as he came here, Zhao Mu felt Shutan that had been lost for a long time.
At that time, the aroma of the fat powder that came from time to time seemed to excite every pore of the whole body.
At this time, there was a lot of music at the door of the teaching Fang Division, leading his men to welcome the guests.
Lezheng is the lowest official of the Jiquan Sili, from Jiupin.
In the Dajin Dynasty's teaching workshop, a large part of Lezheng's work is no different from the old son in the Qinglou.
They stand at the door every day, bringing a group of men to welcome them.
If the ordinary guests come, the Le Zheng will let the hands go to meet, and then introduce the ladies to accompany them.
And if some wealthy merchants come, they will be happy to welcome them in person, otherwise the other party thinks that you are slow and troublesome.
Even if there are some nobles with power, Le Zheng is not qualified to receive, and you must go back and ask your boss to come to meet.
To put it, the officials of this teaching workshop have done some old turtlers every day.
It is no wonder that other officials in the court in the court would think that the officials of the Fangfang Division could not get on the table.
Liu Mian is one of the many music.
At this point he was standing in the corner, teaching a bad hand.
"How long have you been here, why are you still doing things so unfavorable? How many times have you been wrong?"
"I told you, if the mature guest comes, ask someone who is looking for a familiar lady. If people want to taste fresh today, you will introduce him to the newcomer."
"If you come with strange guests, you will ask people's preferences, do you like to listen to Quer, like to enjoy dance, or think ... what?"
"There are so many girls in our teachings, you don't say everything, but you must remember at least seven seven eight."
"Which girl is good at chanting poetry, which girl is good at Xiaoquer, which girl is good at dancing, you have to remember in your heart, otherwise how do you arrange guests?"
"These things have not been done well. You said how I want to promote you.
Liu hated that I couldn't make a steel, and couldn't lift his head.
Suddenly, he looked up inadvertently and saw a Taoist priest walking outside the gate.
Usually like the Church Division, the monks usually rarely come.
With Liu Mian's experience, no one who can appear in the Church Division basically has basically a normal role.
So he didn't let his hands welcome, but instead took the initiative to go up: "Seeing the long."
Zhao Mu stopped, and laughed: "Master Lezheng, how do you call it?"
Good guy, you can see my identity at a glance. It seems that this Taoist chief should be a frequent guest of the Blue Tower brothel.
Alas, do you come to such a place when you are a monk, are you not afraid of the ancestor to deceive the corpse in the middle of the night?
Liu Mian laughed secretly and replied: "What is my adult, Taoist call me Liu Mian just."
"Hehe, it turned out to be Lord Liu."
Zhao Mu took out a large piece of silver and put it in Liu Mian's hands: "Master Liu, this teaching workshop hasn't been here for a long time, please also introduce the head?"