"But... the affairs of the Ancient Sword Sect are other people's business after all. Wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to post an entire hero post in the name of our Mingjiao?"
Xian'er's words are also true. The Mingjiao posted a heroic post to take care of the affairs of the Ancient Sword Sect. This sounds a bit unfair.
Xia Shang thought for a moment and then thought: "Why don't we just call it a meeting to establish a sect of our Ming Cult, and invite heroes from all walks of life to watch the ceremony. At that time, the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect will come to explain the situation. This seems to be more logical.
Already."
"Sir, this method is more appropriate. Moreover, since the establishment of our Mingjiao, we still need to make a name for ourselves in the world. When we hold a sect establishment conference, any sect that comes will be deemed to have recognized our Mingjiao's position in the Central Plains martial arts world.
The location. It kills two birds with one stone, very good.”
"Then it's settled, I'll prepare the content of the hero post, and you'll have the disciples distribute it to the various sects early tomorrow morning."
The Mingjiao sect-establishing conference is scheduled for two months, and there is still plenty of time before this time.
In the past two months, Xia Shang still has a lot of preparation work to do.
Now that we have clearly recognized the strength of the Haotian Alliance, we cannot relax for even a moment.
Although Mingjiao already has more than a hundred disciples, most of these disciples are rookies in the world. They are poor martial arts disciples and weak in kungfu. Although they practice hard every day, there is still a long way to go before they can grow up to support the facade of Mingjiao.
Way to go.
In the upcoming conflict with the Haotian Alliance, the Mingjiao disciples here obviously cannot become a fighting force.
Although the girls of Shuiyue Villa would take action as long as Xia Shang said a word, Xia Shang could not pin his hopes on Shuiyue Villa, otherwise even if the Haotian Alliance was destroyed, the Mingjiao would be disgraced.
After thinking about it, Xia Shang felt that he should expand his own strength first.
In the end, Xia Shang still placed his hope on the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Xia Shang wrote a letter to Chunjiao and asked her to send a group of people over.
When Xia Shang left the capital, he asked Chunjiao to recruit people for the Metropolitan Procuratorate. He had heard news that good results had been achieved.
Several departments of the Twelve Divisions currently under our control have expanded their numbers by a considerable amount, and these people all have very good skills. Any one of them alone can thrive in the world.
Xia Shang's intention was to separate some of these people and join Mingjiao, because
It is too early to hesitate for these people to secretly join the Metropolitan Procuratorate. No one knows their true identities yet. After joining the Mingjiao, no one will guess that they have any connection with the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
Such a group of people is the safest and fastest, and can quickly improve the overall strength of Mingjiao.
Moreover, at the sect establishment meeting held two months later, the Mingjiao will not lose face and can better demonstrate the strength of the Mingjiao.
Xia Shang was making arrangements every day, and he seemed busier every day.
Seeing Xia Shang busy working up and down without any leisure time, as a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, Bai Hua felt a little sorry.
As dusk approached, Xia Shang was writing letters in his room again.
Bai Hua secretly glanced at the person in the room from the window. Seeing his frown and hard thinking, he couldn't help but sigh softly. Then he walked to the door and knocked lightly.
"who?"
"Brother Xia, it's me."
Hearing Bai Hua's voice, Xia Shang put down his pen.
"It's Baihua, come in."
Bai Hua opened the door and held an exquisite box in his hand.
"Brother Xia, I brought you something to eat."
"Don't tell me, I'm really a little hungry."
Seeing that Brother Xia was not polite at all, Bai Hua felt much more relaxed. He walked to the table and opened the box, which contained red bean cake and mung bean cake.
Seeing these two things, Xia Shang couldn't help but frown, and immediately thought of the red bean cake and mung bean cake that Shangguanchan made for him a few days ago.
Looking at Xia Shang's expression, Bai Hua couldn't help but frown: "What? Brother Xia doesn't like to eat? Then I...then I'll make something else for Brother Xia."
"No, no, no... I didn't mean that." Xia Shang couldn't bear to refuse a girl's kindness, so he took out a piece and said, "I like to eat this."
"Then why is Brother frowning..."
"Because when I saw this mung bean cake, I thought of a person. She also made this for me not long ago."
"That person must be Brother Xia's beloved woman." For some reason, Bai Hua felt slightly sour when she said this.
Xia Shang nodded and took a bite with great effort.
After taking this bite, Xia Shang froze on the spot for an instant, with a very exaggerated expression on his face.
"What's wrong
"Is there something wrong?" Bai Hua looked very nervous.
"This... this... this is mung bean cake!" Xia Shang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.
Baihua really doesn't understand why the eldest brother is acting so weird when it's just a piece of mung bean cake?
"Brother, is it delicious or not?"
“Of course it’s delicious! It’s so delicious!”
Bai Hua was secretly happy and couldn't help but smile: "That's definitely not as good as what my sister-in-law did."
"It can't be compared, it can't be compared... what she did is simply... simply..."
"Absolutely what?"
Xia Shang shook his head and sighed: "It's indescribable."
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At the same time, in the Wuming Courtyard in Beijing.
Shangguanchan entered the eldest brother's room with a plate of cakes.
Shangguan Jin was seriously injured and was still lying in bed.
When he was attacked by the Grandmaster outside Qingshan Juwai, he and a few others tried their best to escape, but they were also hit by the Grandmaster in the face.
If it weren't for Shangguan Jin's profound inner strength, he would already be a corpse at this moment.
After recuperating for more than three months, his injury has not recovered yet. Considering how serious it was at the time, he never dared to disclose his whereabouts.
The brother and sister have only met in recent days.
Seeing that her elder brother was seriously injured, Shangguan Chan didn't say much else and concentrated on recuperating her body.
Shangguan Jin was originally in poor physical condition, but since seeing his sister, the only worry in his heart has been put down. He has recovered well these days and his injuries have also improved significantly.
"Brother, come and try your sister's craftsmanship."
Shangguan Chan was very happy. She sat by the bed and showed a plate of red bean cake and mung bean cake in front of Shangguan Jin with a proud face.
Shangguan Jin was really surprised when he saw it: "Little sister, when did you learn to make pastries? This doesn't look like much, but can it be eaten?"
Shangguanchan looked arrogant: "Humph! Don't say that your sister can't do anything anymore! These skills are not ordinary people, and I really can't show them. Not to mention whether you can eat them, my sister can't even keep your plate."
Shangguan Jin was doubtful and struggled to sit up on the edge of the bed, then picked up a piece.
As soon as he took a bite, Shangguan Jin's face turned green and he spat the cake in his mouth on the ground.