The relationship between the city guard and the chief clerk is like the relationship between the town commander and the chief clerk. It acts as the city guard and the chief clerk. Such civilian officials are generally held by scholars who pass the imperial examination. The chief clerk must be a Jinshi to be qualified to be appointed. The appointment and removal of the prime minister is directly responsible for his appointment, and the city guard has no right to interfere at all.

The big man threw out the letter paper and carefully checked the official seal on it. After a long time, he said, "That's right, it seems that you are indeed monks from the Wuji Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ordered a guard who was responsible for recording to register the information of the two people, and took out two blue tokens from the storage bag, cast spells, and engraved the words "Wuji Gate-Mo Wentian" and "Wuji Gate-Ye Wuying" on it with his fingers. Then he handed the two tokens to the two people and briefly explained: "This immortal guides you two must keep them well after entering the city. If there is no such thing, some trading places may not even allow them to enter."

Mo Wentian's mind was shocked. He did not expect that the immortal road intent was so important. It was not only a proof of identity, but also a pass for cultivation transactions. He took it carefully and looked at the token with his name engraved on it. It was neither gold nor jade. He didn't know what material it was made of. A faint spiritual energy lingered around the token. Obviously, this token had a miniature formation, and it was not easy to imitate this thing.

After the two entered Feiyun City, the buildings were like forests, tourists were like flowing, and the shops were full of jewels and treasures. The market was full of prosperous scenes. Walking along the bluestone street, there were all kinds of shops, including coats, saddles and bridles, silk shops, iron shops, meat shops, etc.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find a place for cultivators to trade. I thought it was still early, so I might as well go to visit the city guard first, receive the bluestone, and the office documents and official seals of Menghe Town, and then make other plans.

When they asked about the road of the government office, the two walked over and walked less than a cup of tea. The road became wider. When they looked up, there was a majestic mansion directly in front of them. Two majestic and ferocious jade lions sat cross-legged next to the door. Flag poles were towering on both sides of the stone lion, with a string of big red lanterns hanging on each side. There were three golden words "City Yafu" on the horizontal plaque on the door lintel.

Along the stone steps on both sides, eight guards with solemn expressions and sharp expressions, their temples were bulging high and their eyes were flashing. They were obviously first-class masters in the mortal world.

Mo Wentian and the others were about to come forward to ask, but suddenly, from the end of the street, a rapid sound of horse hooves came. A group of cavalrymen lined up in two rows, holding steel knives and thick shields, and narrow, long and thick iron shields all the way out, like a steel barrier, guarding an extremely luxurious carriage.

The two cavalrymen were less than one meter apart, and the sound of horse hooves landing on the ground was neatly arranged. It was obviously a well-trained elite cavalry.

The team of people rushed in high spirits and stopped in front of the government office. The carriage door curtain was lifted up. From inside, an old man wearing a purple robe and a golden belt met Mo Wentian and the other two. A trace of light flashed in the old man's eyes and said in surprise: "Where are you from? I wonder what is important to come to the city office?"

This red-faced old man was very majestic and imposing. He was obviously a cultivator. Mo Wentian used the "Insight" technique to view this person's information.

Name: Xiang Jinglun

Sect: Xuantian Sword Sect

Position: Outer disciple, outside the city guard of Feiyun City

Spirit root: None

Spirit root type: None

Cultivation: Eighth Levels of Qi Refining

Unexpectedly, this person was the guardian of Feiyun City, and he was also an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Mo Wentian hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Sir, I am Mo Wentian. This is my junior brother Ye Wuying. We are disciples of the Wuji Sect. A month ago, Lord Changshi sent a message and appointed Junior Brother Ye as the commander of Qingshi Town and Menghe Town in Qinghe County."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ordered Ye Wuying to take out the letter and send it forward. In Zheng State, only cultivators above the eighth level of Qi Refining are qualified to appoint the city guards. For a great sect like the Xuantian Sword Sect, the inner disciples must cultivate above the ninth level of Qi Refining. The old man surnamed Xiang is old and has no hope of promotion again, so he was appointed as the city guards of Feiyun City. Except for Qiankun Sect, the disciples of other sects were respectful to him when they saw it.

Xiang Jinglun responded, opened the letter and checked it. After a long time, he reinstalled the letter into the envelope. He said unhappily: "The letter will let you arrive at the end of the month. Now it is only mid-month. In another ten days, you can come to find me again!"

Ye Wuying was very anxious and was going to delay this matter for ten days in Feiyun City, which was really not cost-effective. He quickly explained: "The letter only asked to arrive before the end of the month, and did not say..."

He was talking to himself, but he saw Angel Mo Wen wink, and quickly shut up and swallowed the second half of the sentence into his stomach.

Mo Wentian smiled heartily, took out five low-grade spirit stones, and sent them forward and said, "Sir, I'm not respectful to you."

Xiang Jinglun's eyes lit up suddenly. In the small Qi Refining Sect, it is rare to see five low-grade spirit stones that can be given away casually. Unexpectedly, this Wuji Sect, who had no idea, was so sensible. He was so happy. With a loud laugh, he took the five low-grade spirit stones into his arms without hesitation, and said happily: "Two fellow Taoists have worked hard all the way, so let's go to the government office to speak!"

Xiang Jinglun was like a different person. He was surrounded by a group of guards and led the two into the government office. The pavilions and towers were lined up one after another, the carved railings and jade buildings were beautiful, and there was a magnificent scene.

When I came to the attic where I was visiting, there were golden silk felt on the ground, twelve pairs of glazed lamps hung on the beams, and eight white marble pillars stood at four corners, all of which were inlaid with huge night pearls to replace the lighting of candlesticks.

There are several tables of red sandalwood tables and chairs in the hall, with cups, chopsticks, stoves and bottles on them, all of which are made of gold and silver. The entire hall is full of luxury. Mo Wentian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw it.

As soon as the two of them sat down, four girls with bright eyes and white teeth came forward like butterflies, served fragrant tea and delicious pastries, and knelt respectfully beside them, poured tea and wine, and arranged dishes.

There was also a pretty girl on each side of Xiang Jinglun who stood respectfully, serving tea and wine, and serving with care. It seemed that after careful selection, the two of them were even more beautiful.

Xiang Jinglun laughed, and hugged the slender waist of the pretty girl on the right, lowered her head and kissed her fragrant lips, but her other hand moved between the back and buttocks of the girl on the left.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at Ye Wuying, thinking that Xiang Jinglun was greedy for worldly glory and wealth, and no longer had the intention to ask about the Tao.

Xiang Jinglun enjoyed a lot for a while, then he separated from the girl with his cheeks as hot as he was. He wrapped his hands together, hugged his left and right, and laughed loudly, as if he was very proud.

Mo Wentian was displeased and frowned and said, "Sir Xiang, Mangshan is far away from this journey. I hope to get the documents and official seals as soon as possible, so that I can return as soon as possible to serve the court."

"Two fellow Taoists, don't be anxious." Xiang Jinglun laughed and waved his palms to signal the person to come.

Sure enough, not long after, a literati in green dress dressed in an aide walked in quickly, with a long beard under his jaw, and a clear appearance, making Xiao Shuxuan look elegant and extraordinary, but only had the second level of Qi Refining, and was actually an outer disciple of Feiyun Sect.

The man lowered his eyes and stepped forward and bowed, "What instructions do you have to tell me?"

Xiang Jinglun ordered in a deep voice: "Ask Zhang, go and get the Qingshi and Menghe towns' magistrates and official seals."

The aide surnamed Zhang respectfully responded, slowly retreating, from beginning to end, without looking at Mo Wentian and the others.

Just after this staff member Zhang went down, footsteps came from outside the hall. A guard guarding outside the government gate quickly stepped in and knelt down and said, "Report to Lord Xiang, a man from outside the government claimed that he had killed a wanted criminal from Feiyun City and came to receive the reward."

Xiang Jinglun changed his expression and said unhappily: "Are you a dog-headed person? If you don't go to solve such a small matter, you will bother me. Are you impatient in your life?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed away the maid next to him and pinched the magic tricks. In an instant, a burning flame slowly rose from the palm of his hand, and the entire attic seemed to be a little brighter.
Chapter completed!