Goddess Xinglan pushed the door open with worry and saw Wang Shouzhe sitting at the desk writing something, looking very serious.
Because of the angle, half of Wang Shouzhe's face was hidden in shadow. Only his full forehead, straight bridge of nose, and excellent side profile were particularly clear under the outline of light and shadow.
From the copper incense burner in the corner of the desk, there are birds and sandalwood rising.
On the coffee table nearby, a furnace of fairy tea is warming on the stove, exuding a fresh and fragrant tea aroma.
For some reason, Goddess Xinglan calmed down after seeing this scene.
Seeing that Wang Shouzhe was looking attentive, she did not dare to disturb him. Instead, she stood aside obediently, sharpening his fairy ink and pouring him a cup of fairy tea from time to time.
After a long time, Wang Shouzhe stopped writing and looked at Goddess Xinglan with a smile: "Your Highness has just returned to Wuji Palace, and there should be many trivial matters to deal with. I live here quite comfortably, and Your Highness does not need to pay too much attention.
"
Not concerned?
If this quasi-goddess doesn't pay attention, I'm afraid you might eat the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer before you know it.
Goddess Xinglan was thinking in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She had to bite the bullet and said with a slight blush: "Actually, Xinglan came to see the young master this time, because she has something important to ask for the young master's help. It's just this matter.
It’s so hard to talk about, I don’t know where to start.”
Wang Shouzhe smiled softly, first invited Goddess Xinglan to sit down, and then made her a pot of tea alone, and then said: "Your Highness the Goddess is too polite. You and I are from the same family, and we should support each other. Your Highness, if you have
If you have any difficulties, you might as well tell Shouzhe and I will definitely help you if I can."
Sure enough, as the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer said, Mr. Shouzhe is rich and gentle.
Listening to his warm words and looking at his calm and gentle face, Goddess Xinglan seemed to be spiritually encouraged. She took a deep breath, and then used Elder Baohu from the Divine Treasure Hall and Ancestor Ji Yan from the Nanming Temple to perform
He tried to force her to marry the quasi-god son of Mingzhe, and explained in detail.
Wang Shouzhe's expression gradually became solemn, and after a moment of hesitation he said, "How can Your Majesty the Goddess, Shouzhe, help you?"
"Borrow, borrow money..." Goddess Xinglan swallowed her saliva, extremely nervous.
She has lived for more than 4,000 years, and this is the first time she has asked someone to borrow money. It is inevitable that she will blush and feel panic.
"Your Highness is so nervous, why should I do it?" Wang Shouzhe said with a smile, "Shouzhe still has some spare money in his hand, how much does Your Highness want to borrow?"
Hearing Mr. Shouzhe's tone, Goddess Xinglan relaxed slightly and said, "A thousand Chaos Spiritual Stones."
After she finished speaking, she regretted a little, and hurriedly said: "If you think it's too much, Master, you can borrow six to seven hundred Chaos Spiritual Stones."
Wang Shouzhe's expression did not change at all, as if whether it was six or seven hundred or thousands of Chaos Spiritual Stones, it was just a number to him.
But he did not agree immediately, but pondered for a while, and then said: "It is okay to borrow money, but according to the current economic situation of the shrine, it may be difficult to repay the money in a short time.
"
"I wonder if Your Majesty the Goddess has a repayment plan?"
Goddess Xinglan was stunned.
She really didn't think about the repayment plan at all...
Her face was filled with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but said with shame: "Mr. Shouzhe, Xinglan is telling you the truth. Our palace is currently unable to make ends meet every year. I...I...I am willing to be as good as Puliu..."
Before she could finish her words, she was hurriedly interrupted by Wang Shouzhe: "Your Highness, shut up!"
He was also quite speechless inside.
He talks about borrowing money in a normal manner, but why does he always act like a willow, promising himself with his body? It makes him seem like a villain who uses money to coerce girls.
Goddess Xinglan's face turned even redder, and she was a little embarrassed and angry, her eyes were dark.
Unexpectedly, she was willing to sacrifice herself, but was flatly rejected by Mr. Shouzhe.
Could it be that in the eyes of Mr. Shouzhe, she is the majestic goddess Xinglan, and she is really as beautiful as a plum blossom?
"Ahem!" Wang Shouzhe straightened his posture and said with a smile, "Your Highness the Goddess, please don't misunderstand. In fact, in Shouzhe's heart, Wuji Palace is sitting on a treasure house without knowing it. As long as Your Highness is willing to change his thinking, thousands of chaos
What’s a spiritual stone?”
"Why do you need to wrong yourself so much?"
Goddess Xinglan paused slightly, her eyes somewhat dark and disappointed: "I understand what Mr. Shouzhe means. With the foundation of the palace, if we sell some spiritual veins, Taoist books, Hunyuan Taoist tools, etc., we can indeed quickly
Raise spiritual stones."
"It's just that the assets of Wuji Shrine are the foundation saved by generations of ancestors, and they are also the hope for the shrine to rise again in the future."
"You sell some today, and I will sell some tomorrow. The palace must be getting weaker and weaker, and gradually loses the ability to make a comeback."
It is also because of this that Goddess Xinglan would rather shamelessly commit herself to Wang Shouzhe to solve the problem than reduce the palace's heritage.
Of course, there is also the factor of Shouzhe's personal charm.
If it were Ming Zhe, the quasi-god son, she wouldn't even want to take a look.
"What Your Highness said makes sense, but Shouzhe didn't mean it that way." Wang Shouzhe did not refute her words, but threw out a big cake, "Your Highness wants to solve the predicament and at the same time make a lot of money for the shrine and save up."
Background?"
"?"
Goddess Xinglan's eyes suddenly widened with confusion on her face.
The shrine is so poor, how can it still make money? Where can it make money?
"If His Highness is willing to risk everything, Shouzhe has a plan that can help His Highness realize the first step of his dream." Wang Shouzhe slowly picked up the teacup and took a sip, his tone extremely indifferent.
"Yes, I am willing to risk everything." Goddess Xinglan's eyes immediately shone, and she grabbed Wang Shouzhe's arm with great excitement, "If I can really do what Mr. Shouzhe said, I can do anything he wants to Xinglan."
I want to ask you to let go of me first and don't pull me around.
Wang Shouzhe glared at her, ordered her to sit upright, and then got down to business with a very serious expression: "Before formulating a strategy, I would also like to ask His Highness to provide some core information about the palace. Don't hide anything."
"good."
Next, Wang Shouzhe asked and Goddess Xinglan answered.
As the problem gradually deepened, Wang Shouzhe's understanding of Wuji Shrine also deepened step by step.
Unconsciously, a prototype plan was deduced and revised step by step in Wang Shouzhe's mind, and gradually completed.
After three full days and three nights.
Goddess Xinglan left with a glowing face.
It was as if she had eaten the best of heaven and earth, her whole body was full of passion and excitement, and her eyes had a light called "hope".
Wait until she leaves.
Wang Longyan, Wang Anye, and a nine-color fairy deer came out of the darkness and gathered together.
Nine Color Immortal Lu made a conclusive report: "Sister Longyan, brother Anye, Xiaolu, are you right? Our goddess Xinglan is plotting against Mr. Shouzhe."
"Three days and three nights~"
"Ouch, ow, ow, how can the young master's body bear all this? My goddess is so strong..."
"Shut up. Shouzhe has worked hard for the family all his life, and what's wrong with occasionally enjoying it?" Wang Longyan glared at Jiusexianlu in shame, "This matter has been rotten in my stomach, and no one is allowed to talk about it.
.”
"Sister Longyan, don't worry." Nine-Colored Immortal Deer said with her chest raised, "I will personally guard the young master later, and I will not allow the goddess to step into the young master's study again."
Wang Anye also shook his head, saying that he saw and heard nothing.
Only Wang Longyan was still worried.
If this matter is not handled well, the foundation of the family will be shaken.
But unfortunately, she could find someone to discuss other matters, but the less people knew about this matter, the better. She didn't even have anyone to discuss with, so she had to secretly think about how to solve the family crisis.
Alas, she is so worried.
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Goddess Xinglan didn't know that as she walked in and out, some people were already secretly making up tens of thousands of words of drama.
As the "chief culprit", her mind was filled with the glorious future planned for her by Wang Shouzhe.
If the grand blueprint that Wang Shouzhe drew for her in the portable cave was only a basic outline, now there is already a corner of this huge blueprint with a specific implementation plan.
Under such circumstances, how could she care about anything else?
After bidding farewell to Wang Shouzhe, she rushed directly to the Treasure Hall of Wuji Shrine and said to her master, Taoist Master Chenguang: "Master, I have figured it out. I am willing to sacrifice myself and marry the quasi-god son Mingzhe."
Taoist Master Chen Guang is thin and has gray hair on his temples. He obviously looks like he has worked hard for Wuji Shrine all his life and his heart has been broken.
Hearing this, his body trembled and he put down his pen and ink. His eyes were full of distress and apology for his disciple: "Xinglan, it's because I'm useless as a teacher and I'm dragging you down. It's also the palace that feels sorry for you."
Goddess Xinglan looked slightly sad and angry, but also a little unwilling. After a moment of hesitation, she said: "Logically speaking, as a disciple of the temple, it is natural for Xinglan to sacrifice for the temple, and it is not worth flaunting. It's just such an ending, I still feel in my heart
Somewhat unwilling~"
Seeing how uncomfortable Xinglan was, Taoist Master Chen Guang felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, like a knife pricking his heart.
He felt extremely guilty and said: "Xinglan, if you have any wishes, just tell me, and I will satisfy you no matter what."
What I'm waiting for is your words.
Goddess Xinglan's face straightened up and her tone was clear and crisp: "I want to be the current palace master."
"..."
Taoist Master Chenguang was silent for a while.
He never expected that his disciple would directly want to usurp the throne!
After a moment of silence, he sighed: "Xinglan, it's not that Master is nostalgic for the position of the Palace Master."
"It's just that I know how difficult it is to be the palace master of this generation, and the responsibilities on my shoulders are as heavy as the Tianyuan Mountain."
"You are only 4,000 years old, and you are still young. I am afraid that you cannot bear such a heavy burden. Why don't you study hard, and when you reach the Hunyuan realm, the master will immediately pass it on to you."
Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with what Master Chen Guang said.
But this was an extraordinary period, and she couldn't afford to wait.
Goddess Xinglan took a deep breath and said firmly: "One hundred years!"
"Master, please give me a hundred years to give it a try. If I can change the situation and reverse the decline of the shrine, I will consider the matter of marriage with Ancestor Qi Yan in the long run."
"If I, Xinglan, am unable to save my life, then everything will be my fate."
"At that time, I will accept my fate, obey Master's arrangements honestly, and assist Zuo Mingzhe, the quasi-divine son, in his fight for the inheritance of the divine son."
Taoist Master Chen Guang almost laughed out of anger.
Xinglan, are you questioning my master's ability to take charge?
It has been more than a hundred thousand years since I, Chenguang, took over the position of "Acting Palace Master". I have barely managed to turn the tide, but I still cannot prevent the gradual decline of the palace.
But you, my dear disciple, want to turn things around in just one hundred years, from decline to prosperity...
This is undoubtedly a fantasy.
"Xinglan, I know that you are unwilling to give in! How much can you change if you are in charge of the temple for only a hundred years?" Taoist Master Chenguang sighed helplessly.
"Master, do you dare to take a gamble?" Goddess Xinglan looked at Taoist Master Chenguang steadily, her words were provocative, but the look in her starry eyes was extremely firm, "I have only been the palace master for a hundred years. Could it be that I am a master?"
Are you afraid that I will steal your limelight?"
"Haha~~" Taoist Master Chenguang laughed angrily, "That's okay. I understand, master, that if this request cannot satisfy you, you will not really be willing to do so."
"Since you want to gamble, I will gamble with you."
Goddess Xinglan's eyes lit up, and she immediately pursued the victory: "If I can do it, the development of the temple in the future will be up to me."
"OK."
Taoist Master Chenguang was also aroused a bit of anger.
My precious disciple is really too naive, has never really suffered, and is a little ignorant of the world. In this case, let this cruel world teach her a lesson.
His expression was slightly cold, and his tone became cold and hard: "If you can do it, the word 'generation' will be removed from now on, and you will be the real master of Wuji Palace. If you can't do it..."
"If I can't do it, I will be willing to marry the Son of God Mingzhe and implement a curved plan to save the palace." Goddess Xinglan also made a sonorous and powerful promise.
“It’s a deal!”
"It's hard to chase the horse!"
The two masters and apprentices stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, facing each other like a red-eyed bullfight, completely afraid that the other would regret it.
"As I said before, since I will be in power for a hundred years, I have to make the final decision on all matters big and small in this palace. What if some elders are dissatisfied and defy me? If this is the case, I will not be reconciled even if I lose.
." Goddess Xinglan blinked her eyes and began to add conditions.
This request is very reasonable.
Taoist Master Chenguang thought for a moment and felt that there was no problem, so he patted his chest and agreed: "Everything has a teacher to support you. Just go ahead and do it. Even if you make a mistake, don't be afraid. I have a teacher to support you in everything."
.”
In his opinion, a mere hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, and what can be changed is limited after all. Even if the girl Xinglan made a mistake and caused some losses, when he returns to power, he will naturally be able to turn things around again.
These are all minor problems. As long as the girl Xinglan is willing to marry the quasi-divine son of Mingzhe, it will be a huge benefit to the palace.
The more Taoist Master Chenguang thought about it, the more it made sense. As if he was afraid that Goddess Xinglan would regret it, he hurriedly signed a contract with her and handed over the symbol of power.
After doing all this, he took the hand of Goddess Xinglan and solemnly said: "Xinglan, within a hundred years from today, you will be the helmsman of Wuji Palace! Do whatever you want to do,
Don’t leave any regrets or regrets for the rest of your life. I will inform all units in the shrine~~~"
Although Taoist Master Chenguang didn't have much hope for this matter, he still had a little bit of expectation in his heart. What if?
What if my precious disciple is really a genius and a miracle happens?
"Master, don't worry." Goddess Xinglan held the Wuji Divine Seal with both hands, her expression was extremely solemn, and there was a touch of fanaticism and determination in her eyes, "In my hands, the palace will definitely undergo earth-shaking changes."
Taoist Master Chenguang nodded secretly.
Ambitious~
I'm just a disciple. Although dreams are good, reality is cruel. I just hope that when you fail in the future, you can accept the reality and won't be hit too hard~
However, what Taoist Master Chenguang never expected was that before long, Wuji Palace would really be "turned upside down"!
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Goddess Xinglan replaces Taoist Master Chenguang in taking charge of the Wuji Palace. This is undoubtedly earth-shattering news.
In just one month, the news spread throughout the entire shrine and Wuji City.
However, after the initial surprise, everyone in the Wuji Shrine system slowly came to their senses and happily accepted this change.
Goddess Xinglan is the successor of the Shrine. With the current economic situation of the Shrine, it is impossible to train a second quasi-goddess. It can be said that the Shrine will definitely be handed over to her in the future.
She is also expected to have a big future in the future~
Now she is just taking charge of the shrine in advance, just to temper herself.
Similar situations are not uncommon in history. The only slight difference is that Xinglan is still too young now, only four to five thousand years old.
Moreover, the period of taking charge this time is only a hundred years. This amount of time is only a snap of the fingers, not to mention the elders at the Hunyuan realm, even for the Xinglan goddess in the Daluo realm.
Even if Xinglan accidentally made a mistake, it would not be difficult to reverse it later.
Many elders and deacons in the palace have even secretly made up their minds. If Xinglan has any ideas or plans, they will try their best to assist her and satisfy her without any pushback.
…
Just when many elders in the palace were making noises and having their own thoughts.
One of the Guest Houses of Wuji Shrine——.
It is similar to where Wang Shouzhe lives temporarily, and it is also a very nice courtyard in the Wuji Shrine.
However, compared with the pastoral-style Luming Courtyard, which is full of spiritual plants, surrounded by spiritual streams, and has nine-color fairy deer walking in it, the scenery in Guanchao Garden is a little less graceful and winding paths, and more elegant.
It adds a touch of majesty and atmosphere.
The buildings in the garden are very distinctive. Not only are they generally taller, but almost every building has a terrace or hanging garden on the top.
The views from these terraces or sky gardens are quite good. After dusk falls, standing in these terraces and sky gardens, you can have a very clear view of the rushing and gorgeous Milky Way overhead.
Every time the seasons change, the rushing energy in the Milky Way will form a tide, blooming into colorful lights in the night sky, which is brilliant and beautiful.
, which is why it got its name.
And the person who lives here now is the elder of the Shenbao Hall, Baohu.
Now that Wuji Shrine seeks help from Elder Baohu, it naturally gives him the best hospitality.
The small building where Elder Baohu lives in the Chao Guan Yuan is also the best building in the Chao Guan Yuan. It is not only the area with the most spiritual energy, but also the best place to "watch the tide".
now.
In the sky garden at the top of the small building.
Elder Baohu and Goddess Xinglan were sitting opposite each other, drinking tea, chatting, and admiring the mighty Milky Way across the sky above their heads.
In the Milky Way, the surging energy tide blooms with brilliant brilliance. Looking from below, it is like a jade-colored glow covering the heaven and earth, which is extremely beautiful.
"Congratulations to Your Highness the Goddess." Elder Baohu had obviously heard the news that Goddess Xinglan was in charge of the temple instead of Taoist Master Chenguang. He had a warm smile on his rich face, and his attitude towards Goddess Xinglan was also very polite, "So
He is in charge of the Wuji Shrine at such a young age, and it looks like he has a bright future~"
"Alas~ My generation as the Palace Master is under a lot of pressure~" Goddess Xinglan sighed as she drank tea, "I come here this time to ask for your support from the Divine Treasure Palace, which is rich in wealth and treasures~"
"Easy to say, easy to say~ If Her Majesty the Goddess has any excellent ideas, our Divine Treasure Palace will definitely help." Elder Baohu smiled with a smile on his face and drew the cake casually.
He said it all, "Excellent idea"!
As for what excellence means? It’s not up to him, Baohu, to decide?
For example, if she wants to take this opportunity to postpone the repayment of the special loan for the Divine Creation Pill, then give her some face and postpone it until a hundred years later.
He also heard about the bet, which seemed to be quite beneficial to Mingzhe Shenzi.
A mere hundred years, just a snap of the fingers. The cruel fairy world society will teach her what reality is.
"I have a lot of plans to implement, but I am short of money." Goddess Xinglan told the truth.
Is it so direct?
Elder Baohu's expression froze, and then he laughed as if nothing had happened: "Your Highness the Goddess, you might as well give me a number and see if I can satisfy you. However, we have agreed in advance that the loan must be secured..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Goddess Xinglan had already waved her hand and slapped the table with a "bang" sound.
Elder Baohu was so shocked that the words he spoke suddenly got stuck.
After he finally calmed down and was about to ask, he saw that Goddess Xinglan had already moved her palm away.
On the table, there was a thick stack of land deeds.
This stack of land deeds is glowing with golden light, and a special charm blooms from it. It looks very good in texture.
This is a paper contract made with seventeenth-level divine plants. It can last for millions of years, or even tens of millions of years and remain immortal.
This is the special land deed paper for the ninth grade spiritual vein!
In such a scene, Elder Debaohu's childish expression shrunk, and his words were stuck again when he reached his mouth. I wonder what Goddess Xinglan is going crazy about.
"When my master succeeded to the throne, there were still thirty-seven ninth-grade spiritual veins left in the temple. Now, one hundred thousand years later, six of them have been completely lost. Today, there are only thirty-one left, and eight of them are ninth-grade.
The spiritual veins have been pledged to the Guishen Palace as a pledge."
"Now, we only have twenty-three ninth-grade spiritual veins left in our hands."
Goddess Xinglan said word for word.
"This..." Elder Baohu's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly defended, "Having said that, this is just a purely commercial behavior. Her Highness the Goddess has just taken charge of the temple and is ready to settle old scores, right?"
"No!"
Goddess Xinglan's eyes were determined and calm, but her voice was sonorous and powerful: "I have mortgaged all the remaining twenty-three ninth-grade spiritual veins and borrowed 6,900 Chaos Spiritual Stones from your palace!"
"What?!"
“Everything is mortgaged?!
"
Elder Baohu was so frightened that he stood up directly, his small black eyes widened, and his expression was full of joy.
But at this moment, he didn't care about expression management at all.
His current mood was like someone pouring hot oil on his head, but also like someone kicked him in the cold heart. His heart was numb, he was shocked and in disbelief.
It has an unreal feeling like falling into a dream.
It is said that the Palace Master Chenguang is the most prodigal Palace Master in the history of Wuji Shrine. He sells off his property at every turn and takes out mortgages whenever his mind changes.
But compared to the behavior of Goddess Xinglan today, Master Chenguang is nothing!
She has only been in charge of the palace for a month. Is Goddess Xinglan preparing to take the title of the most prodigal palace owner in one fell swoop?!