"Now I want to give it a try because I like it. For this reason, I am willing to swear that I will never do evil. We go to the temple to worship the gods, and the gods will definitely hear my oath. I think this is the most important expression of my opinion. What a great way.”

Shen Jue was silent, watching Ji Xiang not speaking, but suddenly said: "My daughter was able to recite the poems of ancient poets when she was four or five years old, and she never forgot them, and she understood many of the thoughts of the ancients. Someone once looked at my daughter and said that her talent is very high and she is born with wisdom."

"That's true."

Ji Xiang nodded slightly and looked at Miss Shen: "I am impressed by you."

So I thought in my mind that the time when the internal and external mountains and rivers will merge is coming. I don't know how many years it will take. If there are some talented people, rather than being led astray by some immortals later, it is better to take them under my command as soon as possible.

The craftsman's boy from Shuntian Prefecture, the little fox from Yuquan Mountain, the Taoist disciple of the Shangqing Sect, and the little girl Shen in front of me all seem to be good candidates for Confucianism and Immortality. If you don't have enough righteousness, you can get some from Feng Menglong, which can be regarded as Caiyang. It replenishes yin.

Hmm... little fox?

In some ways, Hu Xiaoshi has never been able to learn the Golden Light Curse, but he is also a genius in another direction.

I thought of this, so...

"Okay then, what should I teach you?"

"Just...golden light spell."

The markets in Yingtianfu are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and on the painted boats on the Qinhuai River, beauties are as beautiful as jade.

"However, after teaching you the Golden Light Spell, you have to do me a little favor."

"Take me somewhere."

As Ji Xiang said, Miss Shen was very polite: "That's right. Where is Brother Immortal going?"

"Temples, monasteries, handicraft workshops, in short, they are places where incense is flourishing and where various gods are enshrined."

Ji Xiang said something meaningful, and then pointed to a market. At this time, the Shen family and his daughter realized that they had just walked a few steps and changed to another street. Liu Zimin's familiar back was still not far away. at.

"I just watched that handicraft workshop."

"There are quite a few Guan Gong up there."

The sun sets, the night falls, and the Yingtian Mansion is still full of flowers. Compared to the Shuntian Mansion in the north at the same time, it should have fallen into darkness long ago, and the Yin Si Shen will begin to inspect the entire city.

In the late Ming Dynasty, few major southern cities still abide by the curfew. Only various checkpoints and important towns on the nine sides strictly abide by the curfew.

As for Yingtian Mansion, this majestic city that has neither a vassal nor an emperor but is the economic center of the south has already fallen into a carnival. Even the officials of the Six Yingtian Ministries don't care about these things.

After all, being transferred from Shuntian Prefecture to Yingtian Prefecture is tantamount to demotion. Even if the official rank remains unchanged, leaving the real political center means that you cannot show your face in front of the emperor, and your political career will basically end here. If you want to get more salary, just come here.

Even the officials don't care about such things, so the Imperial College students in Yingtian Mansion naturally dare to go out and act as they please. In fact, the Imperial College in Yingtian is as famous as the Imperial College in Shuntian in the north, but everyone knows that the Imperial College in the south is Most of the deep officials there are just old friends of the imperial court or the children of local bureaucrats. It is fake to study in the Nanguozi Prison, but it is real to be gilded.

The noble sons, dressed as students, calling for friends, carrying lamps and wine, crowded into the streets. The scholars who gathered together to compose acid poems had to get out of the way when they saw them. They had no courage to guide the country during the day. , I really feel ashamed.

However, not all the bureaucratic disciples gathered together. They dispersed as they walked farther away, leaving only small groups. Three of the bureaucratic disciples met two beauties.

The two beauties wore veils and invited them to their boats.

"You three gentlemen, could you please lend me a moment to speak?"

"The prince has chosen you."

The three bureaucrats were in a daze, wishing to change their perceptions. They felt overjoyed and even began to discuss that their talents had reached the ears of King Lu, and the two beauties were behind them, exposed under their clothes.

Scorpion and snake tail.

Demons began to gather in Yingtian Mansion and transformed into humans.

Many demons also appeared near Ji Xiang, but they did not greet Ji Xiang immediately.

Instead, they looked at the soap clothes and thought of what happened in their minds two days ago.

"That's him..."

"Soapy!"

"He... also brought with him two people selected by King Lu. They are Xuezheng from the Imperial Academy and his daughter. They are also people infected with righteousness."

In the crowd, a tall man wrapped in robes looked like a martial arts hero, giving orders to other demons around him.

"I don't know why, but it felt like...this person seemed to be our natural enemy!"

"This Zaoyi may be a kind of induction in the blood... telling us... we must... kill him!"

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, Prince Liejie left the painted boat and prepared to meet Ji Xiang on the night before August 15th according to King Lu's instructions.
Chapter completed!