“The Panlong Mind Technique is level 18, but I always feel like I’m empty and can’t fill it up.”
"Now that Lingxi is recovering, the time is still too short."
Just when Su Ziji was thinking about his power after filling it up, a servant rushed in and reported: "Your Majesty, all the important guests have arrived at the second door!"
Ye Buhui received female guests in his mansion, and junior officials below the sixth rank would have housekeepers and staff to receive them.
But for some important people, Su Zi was a prince, so he did not have to receive them at the outer gate, but had to greet them at the second gate.
It is also a kind of etiquette to hold the ceremony at the second door of an ancient mansion.
"No hurry, I'll go right away!" Su Ziji smiled and replied. He had already changed into court clothes. He was not solemn when receiving the title, but also wore a gold crown with nine pearls hanging on it, a green gauze gown, an apricot yellow dress, and a knee-covering
And the ribbon.
Arriving at the second gate, under the yellow gauze palace lantern, there were many people in the Lu Sheng in the courtyard. Although it was called a "Lu Sheng", the curtain was hung so there would be no wind. There was a flowing banquet with eight dishes inside.
Along with eating, there is also a table for registering gifts, and the butler will send someone to record them.
General officials can leave the venue after registering.
Su Ziji was granted the title of prince, and most of the officials, regardless of camp, had to send someone to save their reputation. Many of them just had a glass of wine on the flowing table and then left, while some stayed and even dragged their friends with them.
At that time, there were one or two hundred people in the shed, which was very lively.
Su Ziji seemed very easy-going at this time. Everyone who entered the second sect, whether they knew him or not, greeted them personally and said with a smile: "Don't be polite. There are so many people. How can we behave according to the rules? Please come in quickly!"
Some officials came in to chat with each other, and then they sent one in. When they saw Huo Wuyong, Su Ziji took a step forward with a smile on his face: "It turns out to be Zhenren Huo, welcome!"
Huo Wuyong didn't want to come at first, but he was crowned the king on behalf of his country, and he had a thin "friendship", so not coming would seem deliberate, so he came over and saluted: "On behalf of the king, congratulations on your title of king!"
Then he took a box containing Taoist scriptures from the hands of the Taoist boy who followed him, and handed it over with both hands: "This is a small gift, please accept it on behalf of the king."
"You're so polite, Master." Su Ziji said with a smile, thinking to himself: "Could it be the Alchemy Sutra?"
Naturally, such a gift cannot be retreated, nor can it be opened directly. Someone had already stepped forward at Su Ziji's signal, took the box, and sent it to the back. Someone quickly wrote it down with a pen.
At this time, someone whispered again: "Liu Zhan, Master Liu is here."
In fact, there is no need to remind Liu Zhan. He is a Taoist whom the emperor values very much, and he also has an official position. Su Ziji quickly took a few steps to meet him, and saw the old Taoist striding forward and bowing to Su Ziji: "Liu Zhan congratulates Dai Guo.
The Duke has been granted the title of King of Dai. Here are three Taoist scriptures. I hope that the King of Dai will not dislike them."
Han Jun followed Liu Zhan and saw Su Ziji with a calm demeanor standing at the second door to greet him. The nine pearls on the golden crown trembled slightly and shone brightly. His eyes were like paint, which made people feel heartbroken. There was a sudden unknown in his heart.
Where did the panic come from.
"No, you must be calm when facing battle. Han Jun, don't you want to be so panicked just by secretly checking the background of the next king? Where has your practice gone?"
Su Ziji did not notice this man's psychological activities. He had always had mixed feelings about Liu Zhan of the Yin Guan sect, with some admiration but more vigilance and hostility.
This person and the sect behind him are destined to be different from Su Ziji, and one day they will officially confront each other.
Facing Liu Zhan's congratulations, Su Ziji didn't feel any fluctuations. He knew that it was probably an ordinary Taoist scripture that seemed precious but was actually useless. He asked someone to take it and said with a smile: "Master Liu, see you at Shun'an Mansion that day."
But now, in the blink of an eye, you have been in Beijing for eight or nine months, and you look good."
"The prince is worried about you!" Liu Zhan said sincerely: "I really don't dare to do it, but the prince is in Shun'an Mansion, using work for relief, exterminating locusts, building dams, and building shrines. His political achievements are not small, and he has surpassed them all.
It really breaks my heart to work for Magistrate Qi all my life."
"Qi Hongxin was really tired from working. He fell ill from exhaustion and was a little overwhelmed." Su Ziji's smile turned into emotion: "Fortunately, the court still has the grace to give him a third-grade title, which is comforting."
Then he invited with a smile: "If a real person can come, my residence will be really prosperous. Why don't you sit inside and have a glass of wine?"
Although Taoists like Liu Zhan generally do not eat meat, drink alcohol, or marry and have children, this is not because of the precepts, but because they do not want to. If they want, they can marry, have children, drink wine, and eat meat.
Only the Sanskrit religion is said to abstain from alcohol and meat, so there is no harm in having a drink.
But Liu Zhan declined politely: "There are all distinguished guests inside. Although I hold an official position, I am still a pure person. It is not suitable to interact with these nobles. Your Majesty can only receive them. I can have a glass of water and wine outside."
This seemed to make sense. Su Ziji was a little surprised, but felt that it was reasonable: "As a Taoist, Liu Zhan is not allowed to have close friendship with high-ranking officials. It is natural for him not to go in."
"It's just that we don't have a close relationship with each other. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come in person. He can ask other Taoists to give him a gift, which is considered a complete gift. Coming here today can be regarded as giving face."
"Then let's talk another day." Su Ziji was also a little doubtful. Liu Zhan is here. Is it really just an appearance?
But there were a lot of people, so I exchanged a few pleasantries and didn’t bother to say hello.
Yu Qianzhi, who was drinking in the reed shed not far away, did not intend to get up to say hello. Whether it was Dai Wang or Liu Zhan, they took a look and saw these ten Taoists, quietly spreading out, either looking at the plum blossoms or sitting down at the table.
Everything is normal, but if you look carefully, you can see that the formation is faintly formed, and Liu Zhan is the eye of the formation, so I feel a little calmer.
"These eight people ask the immortals. No matter how hidden the king is, he will definitely reveal his flaws in front of Liu Zhan. Then it will be exciting."
"We're not staring at each other now." Yu Qianzhi glanced at Huo Wuyong, who was sullen and silent, just sipping tea in the shed, and then glanced at a middle-aged man.
"This is Qianhu Gaojianlang of the Imperial City Department. He has always been a close confidant of the emperor and is in charge of intelligence. It seems that the news I revealed has alarmed the emperor."
To maximize the effect, it is necessary to spread the news that King Dai may be colluding with the demon clan. Although it seems okay to see King Qi also colluding, this is always a stigma and goes against the correctness of the court, and you will definitely pay the price.
Moreover, the King of Qi was very famous a few years ago, but could not advance any further, which has a lot to do with this.
Yu Qianzhi couldn't help but smile when he thought of this.
"Prince Zhen'anbo has arrived"
"Prince Zhen'an Bo?" Several people around him heard the report and became curious. Some of them had only been in the capital for a few years, and their faces became even more confused.
"Who is that?"
Yu Qianzhi also raised his eyes casually, looked at it for a moment, and suddenly froze, his heart pounded like thunder, and in the blink of an eye there was a ringing in his ears, and his face turned red instantly: "Eh... this figure..."
When he was dizzy, he accidentally dropped his chopsticks to the ground.