After the people from Dongyang College arrived, Wang Dalu personally accompanied them to Nanshan Mountain to hunt many wild beasts, and the celebration lasted for three days.
In Sarumori's words, there were 145 people including him when they came, and he was probably the only one when they left.
Among the people who arrived, Mei Yan, Li Shishi, Wang Ruofu, and Wu Yue became close friends.
In the Osmanthus Garden where Master Li lives, you can often hear the laughter of orioles.
Good news has also come from Nanshan Mountain in the past few days. The Nanshan City magic circle that ten great monks spent more than four months studying has finally taken shape and will be used during the enthronement ceremony on the second day of February.
The formation eye pestle of this magic circle was handed over to Wang Gang for safekeeping after several monks agreed.
Based on this magic circle, Nanshan City worked day and night to cast more than a hundred black gold dragon tablets with the aura of the magic circle.
These dragon tablets are intended to be given to the generals under Wang Dalu when he ascends the throne.
The streets of Nanshan City were full of people from the imperial court, sects, and aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony. It was very lively, and naturally there were frictions and fights among them.
In an old wine shop facing the south, there were fifty or sixty tables of guests, about two hundred people, sitting in the spacious hall.
Upon closer inspection, these two hundred or so people have a condensed vitality and extraordinary demeanor. They are all accomplished people in Taoism.
The shopkeeper was a thin old man. He stood in the middle of the four tables and continued to persuade the two waves of forces who were already at war with each other.
"Guests, please don't be angry. It will affect your mood. Fighting and fighting are strictly prohibited in Nanshan City. If you violate the prohibition, you will suffer consequences."
Not only these two groups, but also most of the new guests of Nanshan City present laughed with disdain on their faces.
Nanshan City is powerful now, but the people gathered in Nanshan City now represent the most famous forces in the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent themselves or behind them.
There is nothing wrong with the fact that Nanshan City strictly monitors those who are members of the imperial court, but if it strictly obstructs these aloof monks, it is tantamount to humiliating the power of these sects and aristocratic families.
Even the ten most powerful dynasties in the Eastern Wilderness now do not easily dare to offend the sects and people in the aristocratic families.
Everything that has anything to do with the sect and family is turned a blind eye, and major issues are reduced to trivial matters.
This kind of Mo law seems to have been recognized by all the major forces in the Eastern Wasteland.
Next to the shop owner, a seemingly handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament said jokingly.
"Old man, you are just an ordinary person. You can only live for twenty or thirty years at most. Why are you so overestimating your abilities that you dare to block us and other monks?"
After the young monk finished speaking, all the monks in the hall looked at the old man, shaking their heads and mocking the old man's stupidity.
A sharp-eyed boy in the store saw something was wrong, so he went out from the back door while no one was paying attention, stumbling along the way to report to the officer.
The shopkeeper replied respectfully.
"The guests don't know. There has been an order in Nanshan City for a long time. If there is a dispute in the store, the owner must step in to dissuade them and inform both parties of the dispute about Nanshan City's prohibitions and regulations. If the two parties do not listen to the dissuasion, even if the two parties do not listen to the dissuasion, they will
The huge basket has nothing to do with the store, and the government will help recover the losses in the store and give an extra 30%. However, if the store owner does not warn in advance, he will be punished afterwards."
Everyone was deep in thought, wondering what the purpose of this strange and unprecedented decree in Nanshan City was.
Among the other group of people, a strong man with a sinewy face picked up the seven-hole ring-cutting knife placed beside him, placed it on the shopkeeper's thin pleated neck, and threatened.
"Old man, have those miscellaneous officials in Nanshan City ever told you that your talkativeness will anger the uncle and cost you your life for nothing?"
The boss felt a chill on his wrinkled neck, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling, but he still spoke hesitantly.
"Please calm down this distinguished guest. The little old man has finished what he needs to say. As for what the distinguished guest asked just now, our Nanshan City naturally has a clear policy. The store owner died because he stopped the dispute, and the city lord's palace will post a notice to arrest the culprit.
The deceased also left a considerable sum of money to the family of the deceased, commonly known as "face money".
"Face rich?"
Everyone didn't know why, so someone asked.
"Which lian is the shopkeeper talking about?"
The shopkeeper replied.
"It's honorable to respond to distinguished guests. This is considered an honor in Nanshan City."
"Glory, hehe."
The sinister-faced man grinned, and instead of putting down the sword that was placed on the shopkeeper's neck, he lowered it a little.
There was just a thud, and the shopkeeper's thin body was pressed to the ground by the force coming from the knife.
When the monks around him saw this, the good people among them only frowned slightly and had no intention of stopping him.
In their view, they are superior cultivators, while the shop owner is just an ant-like mortal.
This mortal knows that this is a fight between cultivators but still interferes. Isn't he seeking death?
The high-ranking cultivators will not allow themselves to be desecrated by common people.
Sitting in the corner of the store were four unnoticed men in black. They were wearing official boots made of expensive material, which seemed out of place with the monks in the room.
The cuffs of their clothes were embroidered with the word "win" in Chinese.
Although the face of one of them could not be seen clearly, it could be seen from the way he stood up that he wanted to save the good shopkeeper who he considered to be a law-abiding person.
An old man beside him said something to him to calm down.
"Don't worry, the people from Nanshan City have already arrived."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, he heard a voice in the store.
"stop!"
The evil man holding the knife was so shaken by the sound that he turned over in his chair, and the cold ring-cutting knife fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.
The monks in the shop hurriedly looked toward the door of the shop where the sound came from.
A dozen soldiers walked in first, followed by three men in official uniforms.
The person who gave the head the appearance was not very majestic, but rather a bit Confucian.
However, when everyone used their spiritual consciousness to detect the cultivation of several people, they were all shocked.
Although those soldiers have reached the realm of martial arts, it is still common.
The cultivation level of the two younger generals was similar to that of many people in the store.
Only the middle-aged man's vitality was vast, and only a few people sitting in the corner could feel his cultivation.
"I'm Gong Zhao, and I'll add you as the city's defense officer."
Gong Zhao said, walked to the shopkeeper, helped him up, stared at the two groups of people and said.
"I believe that the shopkeeper next to me has explained the laws of my Nanshan City to you. Several distinguished guests have come from afar to watch the ceremony. Can you please give us Nanshan City some thin noodles, turn the hostility into friendship, and have a good time over the wine?"
Gong Zhao's tone was calm, but it gave people an irresistible intimidation.
Two waves of more than a dozen monks glanced at him and unconsciously lowered their heads, agreeing with what Gong Zhao said.
Seeing this, Gong Zhao cupped his hands in front of several people and said to the big man with a look of shame and anger.
"Please also pay double the original price for the damaged items before you leave."
"You...Okay, I'll compensate!"
Gong Zhao left with a group of soldiers. Before leaving, he seemed to accidentally glance at the four black men in the corner.
After the Nanshan City soldiers withdrew, the evil-faced man and his fellow disciples left angrily.
The other monks were whispering, and the store suddenly became quiet.
The old man in black said leisurely.
"Your Majesty is wise, our visit to Nanshan City was not in vain."