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Chapter 56 Reconciliation

On the second day of the meeting, Li Yunhe of the Xuanyuan Temple Supervisor gave a speech for nearly two hours, while Zhao Ran still sat upright in his seat and listened carefully.

The eight-year Baima Mountain War has come to an end. Due to the natural barrier of Baihe River, the Ming army cannot attack and the Xia army cannot fight back. Therefore, the main task in the future is how to restore the personnel structure of the Daomen of Sichuan Province after the war and how to re-organize the army. The main focus is on stabilizing the place and enhancing the trust of believers.

As a small temple blessing, all Zhao Ran could do was to listen carefully and record these requests made by Li Yunhe.

In the past two days, Zhao Ran followed Song Zhiyuan and gathered with senior Taoist monks from Jingshou Palace in the capital, Qingyang Palace in Kuizhou, Louvre Palace in Jiading, Beixiao Palace in Shunqing Prefecture, etc. Of course, what he insisted on was Junior disciple Li was busy preparing tea, wine and food.

Although these are all high-level ministers of three or more palaces, Zhao Ran's status as a true cultivator in the pavilion allows him to sit together and talk openly. If he had to change to another temple, or even the county court and the supervisory court, he might not be qualified to sit down. nothing.

That evening, Song Zhiyuan took Zhao Ran to attend a party convened by Liu Supervisor of Jianji Palace in Chongqing. After arriving in the outer city and entering the restaurant's private room, Liu Supervisor had been waiting inside for a long time.

This Liu Jianyuan was originally a prison in the Ziyang Palace of Tongchuan Prefecture. He was a good old man. He didn't like to get involved in other people's fights. Instead, he liked to mediate disputes for others. He had a kind-hearted personality that was good to everyone. This can be regarded as a kind of To make a living, over time, you will naturally gain countless favors. Unknowingly, your voice will carry more weight among your colleagues, and you will have a certain right to speak. If you want to do something, everyone will give you face.

It was only in the past four or five years that Song Zhiyuan was quickly transferred from the county hospital to the Taoist palace. The foundation was unstable. After receiving the invitation from Liu Jian, he happily went to the banquet and brought Zhao Ran with him. .Chongqing Mansion is the largest palace in Sichuan Province. Liu Jianyuan has been in this position for four years. He is a powerful faction among the eighteen Taoist Palace Supervisors in Sichuan Province.

Liu Jianyuan was worthy of the title of "good old man". He held Zhao Ran's hands tightly with a smile, pulled him into a seat, and said: "I have heard about a real temple cultivator in Guyang County. I can meet him today, so he is mine." Good luck. In the future, when I resign and return home, I can boast to the younger generations in my family - I, the old Taoist, had dinner with Guange Zhenxiu, haha!"

After a few words, people felt like spring breeze, and Zhao Ran's favorable impression of Liu Jianyuan immediately soared, and he responded: "Old Jianyuan is joking, what is real cultivation and fake cultivation? My master once said, Guange Both the palace and the palace are monastics. There is only a division of labor but no difference in status. Everything is for the great cause of the Taoist sect. The old supervisor is the senior of the Taoist sect. He has been in charge of the place for a long time. The happiness and stability of the nearly one million people in the Chongqing Prefecture depend on the old There is nothing within the confines of the prison that a little monk like me can reach."

"Oh? Who is your master?"

"My master Huayun Guan Changjiang, Tao Tenghe, is now in the realm of master training."

Liu Jianyuan said to Song Zhiyuan: "It turns out to be Master Jiang from Huayun Pavilion. I have heard about it for a long time. There is only a difference in division of labor, not status. To get your words from your master, it is not in vain for our decades of hard work. "

After a few words of greetings, Song Zhiyuan said: "I heard that Liu Jianyuan likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, so I specially brought Zhao Zhiran to write a calligraphy for the old Jianyuan to enhance the drunkenness tonight."

Liu Jianyuan smiled and said: "It turns out that Xiao Zhaomiao has returned Ya Shan's calligraphy. Today is going to be an eye-opener for me."

When Song Zhiyuan saw that he did not know the "true face" of Zhao Ran's mountain guest, he did not tell him. He ordered the restaurant to get pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and went to the battle to grind ink for Zhao Ran.

Seeing him acting like this, Liu Supervisor had more expectations for Zhao Ran's calligraphy. He thought to himself that Zhao Zhiran's calligraphy should be pretty good. He would write it out later and have a look. If it's really good, he might as well give it a thumbs up.

Peng, help this young man become famous.

Zhao Ran was not used to other people's pens, so he took out the Altai Mountain Giant Wolf centimeter that he bought with a lot of money from Xia Kingdom from the storage ring. After the tip of the pen was stained with ink, he pondered for a while, shook his wrist, and wrote on the paper.

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There is no high or low in industry, and there is dignity or inferiority in character. The Tao is natural, and tolerance is great.

After only writing a few strokes, Liu Supervisor was stunned. When Zhao Ran finished writing, he couldn't help but said "Hey". When Zhao Ran wrote the signature and stamped the seal, Liu Supervisor smiled in surprise: "

After a long time of commotion, Zhao Miaozhu is a guest from the mountains, and a guest from the mountains is Zhao Miaozhu..."

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Liu Jianyuan doesn't know that my junior brother is a guest in the mountains."

Supervisor Liu was amazed, admiring the calligraphy, and said angrily: "It's a loss, it's a loss, it's a big loss!"

Song Zhiyuan hurriedly asked what happened, and Liu Supervisor clapped his head and sighed: "I just spent 600 taels of silver to buy a piece of calligraphy by Xiao Zhao Miaozhu last month. The size is not as big as this one. If I had known this, I wouldn't have spent so much money."

If you have enough money, just invite Xiao Zhao Miaozhu to come over and write a bigger one, wouldn’t it be a big profit!”

The three of them laughed and chatted for a while, and Liu Supervisor ordered someone to change the tea. Zhao Ran had already seen an empty chair at the table, and knew that there was still a guest who hadn't come. As expected, Liu Supervisor said: "Let me invite you tonight."

Song came here because I was thinking about it, and I just wanted to see if Lao Song could take care of my face."

Song Zhiyuan said: "Liu Supervisor, please tell me. Whatever I can do, I will try my best and never refuse."

Liu Jianyuan said: "Old Song is so happy. I have thanked you here. To be honest with you two, today I also invited Jing Jianyuan from Ziyang Palace in Tongchuan Prefecture. I hope Lao Song and Xiao Zhaomiao will give me this face."

, let’s have a meal together, okay?”

Song Zhiyuan and Zhao Ran fell silent immediately. Song Zhiyuan said: "Liu Supervisor, I'm afraid this is not something we can decide. The Jing Supervisor has a deep misunderstanding of us..."

Liu Jianyuan waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll talk to him on the other end. You agree with me first, sit down and have a meal, okay?"

Zhao Ran looked at Song Zhiyuan, and Song Zhiyuan looked back, his eyes also full of doubts. Song Zhiyuan thought for a while and said: "Since Liu Supervisor has spoken, we have to sell this face no matter what, let's see what he does

explain."

Liu Jianyuan said happily: "Thank you very much!"

The three of them drank tea in the side room and talked about the contents of Li Yunhe's speeches in Xuanyuan Temple over the past two days.

About half an hour later, the waiter of the restaurant knocked on the door and introduced someone, it was Jing Zhimo. Zhao Ran's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the white hair on his temples, and he felt a lot more haggard. It was the same as in the West Zhenwu Palace back then.

The self-confidence and heroic spirit when we met were incomparable.

Jing Zhimo was stunned when he came in. Liu Jianyuan stood up and just said hello, he turned around and walked away.

Liu Jianyuan apologized to Song Zhiyuan and Zhao Ran and quickly chased them out.

After a while, Supervisor Liu chased Jing Zhimo back, pushed him into the chair to his left and sat down, and then loudly ordered the food to be served.

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