In response to Wan 'er's doubts, Yang Fan smiled without saying a word.
Yang Fan firmly believed that there was no such thing as a technique for immortality in this world. The reason was actually very simple, it was because his Grand Shifu didn't believe it.
When he was young, Yang Fan also looked at the boundless ocean and curiously asked his Grand Shifu, who was over a hundred years old but still healthy, "Grand Shifu, is there really a celestial mountain on the ocean? Are there really immortal immortals living on the celestial mountain? "
The Grand Shifu, who had just caught a big fish, was angry because he had caught an extremely large fish. It was a whale, and even though the whale was not yet an adult, it was still a whale. In the end, his fishing rod broke and even he was almost dragged into the ocean. This made Curly Beard feel very embarrassed in front of his disciple.
The embarrassed Curly Beard had the temper of an old child and was looking everywhere for a steel fork, wanting to chase to the Crystal Palace and slaughter the whale that refused to obediently submit. Hearing his disciple ask such a stupid question, Curly Beard immediately blew his beard and glared at him, saying, "Celestial mountain? What is a celestial mountain? Immortals, what are immortals? "
Curly Beard, who had just fought with the whale, wore a hemp shoe on one foot and was barefoot on the other. His hair was unkempt and his face was dirty as he lectured his little disciple, saying, "If there is a technique for immortality, there must be an immortal. Have you seen one? If I told you that I was from the Qin dynasty, and that I used a large iron chisel and Zhang Zifang to assassinate Qin Shi Huang at the Lang Po Sha, would you believe me? "
The young Yang Fan's eyes were filled with little stars as he held his chin with both hands and said to his Grand Shifu in adoration, "If Grand Shifu says it is, then it must be!"
Curly Beard had just been refuted by a huge figure, and now he was refuted by this Xiaodong Xi. He couldn't help but stomp his feet in anger, "Idiot! Truly an idiot! If I say I am, then I am? I am not a tree that can be cut open and counted to know my age. Which person from the Qin Dynasty can live until now to prove that I am the Hercules who accidentally hit the passenger car? "
Curly Beard did not want to argue with little Yang Fan about this stupid question. He angrily came to a conclusion. "Stupid grandson, when you grow up, if someone tells you that he knows something about immortality, help me pour some dog blood on his head. This guy is definitely a big liar!"
In Yang Fan's small mind, his Great Master was an existence that surpassed the legendary Sword Immortal. If there really was a god in the world, he believed that his Great Master was a god, an out-and-out Martial God. He respected and worshipped this old man unconditionally, and believed everything the Grand Preceptor had told him.
After growing up, Yang Fan still worshipped and trusted his Great Master. He believed what his Great Master had told him. However, when Yang Fan recalled his Grand Master's reaction in the past, he couldn't help but wonder if his Grand Master had believed in the Art of Immortality when he was young. Perhaps he had even listened to someone's nonsense and deliberately went to the Immortal Mountain on the Sea. It was because he had suffered a great loss that he was so angry.
Yang Fan did not tell Wan 'er his basis. Many people, at least at a certain stage in their lives, would have an object of absolute worship. They would believe everything this person said without a doubt. But he would never tell this reason to others, because both he and his idol might be laughed at.
In front of his woman, Yang Fan would especially not do this. He still had a little bit of male chauvinism. He did not want his woman to know that her man was like a child relying on and worshipping another man.
He asked with confidence, "Master Shenxiu is the founder of the Northern Sect of Zen. He has a profound cultivation and profound Dharma. When he came to the capital a few days ago, His Majesty also asked him for advice on the Art of Immortality. Has Master Shenxiu ever taught His Majesty the Way of Immortality?"
Wan'er was not convinced. She said, "Zen Master Shen Xiu practiced the orthodox Zen method of Buddhism. What he practiced was rebirth. He believed in reincarnation. What he practiced was a bodhi heart. To him, the body was just a stinky bag. He did not seek eternal life, so he was not good at it!"
Master Shenxiu had already entered the capital a month ago. After he arrived, Wu Zetian had personally welcomed him. She did not care about the difference between monarch and official. She greeted him on her knees as an emperor. She also specially ordered that Master Shenxiu could ride on her shoulder and go straight to the front of the hall. There was no need to salute.
She also ordered the construction of temples in Yuquan Mountain, where Shenxiu used to live, and in his hometown, the Wei family, to reward his merits. She also issued an edict to abolish the order of "Taoism before Buddhism" and replace it with "Buddhism before Taoism." Special funds were allocated to repair the temples, build a large number of Buddha statues, and translate a large number of Buddhist scriptures. Xuanzang's dying wish was finally realized, and Buddhism shone again in the land of Shenzhou.
Wu Zetian also took the opportunity of Shenxiu's arrival in the capital to add the honorific "Ci" to herself. Ci was Maitreya. When Wu Zetian ascended the throne, she announced to the people that she was the reincarnation of Maitreya. Now she finally added the honorific of Maitreya to her honorific title of the emperor. Her full title now was "Zi's Yue Gu Golden Wheel Saint God Emperor."
Master Shenxiu was already over ninety years old. His white beard fluttered, but he was still healthy and walked as if he was flying. Wu Zetian saw that Master Shenxiu's physique was strong, so she suddenly had the idea of asking for advice on the art of longevity.
But this great monk would not use those unorthodox things to flatter the emperor. He just smiled faintly and replied, "I practice a Zen heart, and what I seek is the Bodhi nature. The way of longevity is not what I am good at. "
The process of Wu Zetian worshipping Master Shenxiu and talking to him was carried out in front of all the civil and military officials in the court, so everyone knew about it. After hearing Master Shenxiu's words, Wu Zetian was a little disappointed, but she was still very respectful to Master Shenxiu and did not dare to be the slightest bit negligent.
But once the emperor's wish was spread, those officials who wanted to flatter the emperor began to have ideas. It was because of this that Yu Haoran, the Marquis of Le 'an, recommended the three living immortals, whom he treated like distinguished guests, to Wu Zetian.
Yang Fan heard Wan 'er's words and couldn't help but laugh. "So, you believe it?"
Wan 'er hesitated for a moment and said, "I have read a lot of books since I was a child, and I have studied all the ancient and modern books. Most of these strange people and anecdotes are untrue legends, and there is no real evidence to follow. However, seeing is believing. That day in the palace, the few unworldly masters invited by His Majesty showed their supernatural powers in front of His Majesty. Wan 'er saw it with my own eyes! "
Yang Fan was shocked and said hoarsely, "You saw it with your own eyes? What kind of masters did His Majesty invite, and what supernatural powers did they show? "
Wan 'er told Yang Fan about the supernatural powers performed by the old nun Jingguang that day. Yang Fan suddenly understood. "So it was them? They … are proficient in immortal techniques? "
Yang Fan thought of what he saw that day and couldn't help but have some doubts.
Wan 'er said, "Today, His Majesty braved the heavy snow and left the palace in casual clothes to go see them."
Yang Fan said, "His Majesty went to the Manor of Marquis Le 'an?"
Wan 'er said, "Not the Manor of Marquis. These three people are not used to living in the Manor of Marquis. They said that they are people from the mountains, eating wind and drinking dew. They can't stand the vulgar atmosphere of the world. Marquis Le 'an has an old house next to Xingjin Bridge in Jishan Square. Because of the flooding of the Luo River, it was often flooded. After the new house was built, it was abandoned. After these three living immortals heard about it, they insisted on living there. They were self-sufficient and didn't need anyone to serve them. Speaking of which, when Master Shinsyu travels, he has countless disciples. Compared to these three masters, he really doesn't look like an outsider. "
Yang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "If that's the case, it really does seem like they are unworldly masters. If there's a chance, I also want to see their supernatural powers!"
At this moment, Yang Fan had already made up his mind to find out.
He wanted to know if the god in his heart was wrong.
If his Grand Master was right, then what was the purpose of these three swindlers who approached the Emperor with the "immortal techniques"!
As for whether he should splash dog blood on their heads, Yang Fan decided to see their abilities first.
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Wu Zetian rushed to the old house of Marquis Le 'an in a light carriage. Before she arrived, the guards and hundreds of cavalrymen in civilian clothes had already surrounded the house. They searched inside and out. Even the rats hiding in the holes couldn't hide.
In the courtyard, Wu Zetian was accompanied by the three living deities to inspect the inside and outside. Although the courtyard was extremely clean, it was still difficult to hide the desolate and dilapidated aura. Wu Zetian was a bit displeased.
Marquis Le 'an quickly explained, "It's not that I'm disrespectful to the three immortals, but the three living immortals insisted on living here."
He paused and embarrassedly said, "The three immortals said that the secular atmosphere in my house is too strong, which is not good for their cultivation."
Hearing this, Wu Zetian's expression became a little better. She asked Taoist Shifang with concern, "Is it convenient for the three immortals to live here? How about three meals a day? "
Taoist Si Fang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your concern, Saint. I have achieved a small success in practicing Taoism. I have already stopped eating 260 years ago. Now, I only occasionally take some herbal elixirs and do not eat any food from the world."
The old Hu man laughed and said, "Sage, I'm different from them. I practice Western cultivation and have three meals a day. I don't abstain from meat, fish or alcohol. But the exquisite food in Luoyang can easily make me indulge in pleasure. Therefore, I don't need Marquis Yu's care. I can cook my own food. "
Hearing this, Wu Zetian was more convinced of the three's cultivation. There were already a few praying mats in the empty main hall. Although the whole courtyard was heavily guarded, there was no hostile atmosphere around Wu Zetian.
Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi helped Wu Zetian to sit on the praying mats. The two youths were young, beardless and had delicate features. The three immortals didn't know that they were the Emperor's new favorites. They thought they were eunuchs or palace maids in disguise.
They only knew that the Emperor favored Xue Huaiyi the most. As for Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi, it was only recently that they were favored. The news had not spread among the common people and they didn't really have the ability to predict, so how would they know the details? Although they had made contact with Marquis Le 'an, he treated them as living immortals. Naturally, they wouldn't tell these palace secrets and romantic affairs to dirty the immortals' ears.
Wu Zetian sat down and immediately raised her desire to see the three immortals' cultivation and supernatural powers. This time, the three immortals didn't refuse. For a moment, they used Beans to Transform into Soldiers, Broken Tongue to Reconnect, See-Through Objects, Paper Cutting into Fish … all kinds of methods, which fascinated Wu Zetian.
Seeing such supernatural powers with her own eyes, Wu Zetian didn't doubt the three outsiders anymore. She couldn't wait to ask, "The three immortals are all people with great supernatural powers. I want to ask, if I want to practice this Art of Immortality, is it possible?"
Taoist Si Fang stroked his beard and pondered for a moment. He glanced at the old nun Jingguang and the Western Hu Taoist and said to Wu Zetian, "To be honest, we have been practicing hard since we were young to reach our current state. Your Majesty, at your age, if you want to practice like us, it's already a bit too late. However, if I collect and refine immortal elixirs for you to consume, you can live for more than two sixty years. "
Wu Zetian thought, "Two sixty years is only one hundred and twenty years. I'm seventy years old this year, so I can only live for another fifty years at most. In the world, there are some mortals who don't know how to practice, but there are some who can live for more than a hundred years. I'm the Son of Heaven, and I can take all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth. With the help of his elixirs, my life can only be extended to two sixty years? "
If it was before, as long as she could live to a hundred years old, Wu Zetian would be satisfied. Now, seeing that the three extraordinary people in front of her had all lived for more than three or four hundred years, the salary of two sixty years was less attractive to Wu Zetian.
Seeing Wu Zetian's expression, the old nun Jingguang put her palms together and said with a smile, "Sage, Taoist Si Fang baits hundreds of grasses in the sun and refuses to smoke and fire. He uses the elixir of plants and the art of leading, so he can live a long life. I have a set of methods to refine Qi and nourish the spirit, which can also help me live a long life. And Old Hu Taoist is proficient in the Western Taoist methods and has the method of prolonging life with Pyrolyte Star. "
Since Taoist Si Fang has helped, and we are favored by the Sage, we should also do something for Your Majesty. How about this, we can let Taoist Si Fang refine elixirs for Your Majesty, I will teach Your Majesty the method of breathing, and Old Hu of the West will extend Your Majesty's life with the Pyrolyte Star. However, this is against the heaven's will. With our supernatural powers, we can only guarantee that each of us can extend Your Majesty's life by fifty years.
Wu Zetian was overjoyed. If each of the three immortal masters can extend her life by fifty years, she can live to more than two hundred years old. From now on, she can cultivate for more than a hundred years and gather all the resources in the world for her own use. Maybe she can also understand the art of immortality. Although it's impossible to live forever, it should be possible to live for another five hundred years!
Wu Zetian immediately asked excitedly, "In this case, do I also want to be a vegetarian?"
Old Nun Jing Guang said, "Since ancient times, vegetarians live a long life. Your Majesty should be a vegetarian, with the help of elixirs and the method of breathing."
Wu Zetian was now seventy years old and didn't have much appetite for meat. When she heard it, she agreed happily and said, "Yes, from now on, I don't need any meat anymore."
Old Hu of the West saw that Taoist Si Fang and Old Nun Jing Guang were echoing each other, and this Empress of the East was becoming more and more respectful to them. He had always been bad with words and was not as important as them in the Emperor's heart. He was afraid that he would shortchange his benefits, so he hurriedly said, "The Sage is the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, so you should practice what you preach and cultivate your body by eating vegetarian. In my opinion, the Sage should also prohibit the people of the world from slaughtering livestock and fishing for shrimps, so that the people of the world and the people of the world don't eat meat from now on. This will be a great achievement, and the people of the world will be blessed. All living things will pray for the Sage, and the Sage will not be afraid of longevity, right? "
Wu Zetian boasted that she was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha just to build momentum for her ascension to the throne, and even she herself didn't believe it. At this time, when she heard Old Hu of the West said that she was the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, she couldn't help but be secretly surprised. But she couldn't deny this, so she had to pretend to be surprised and said, "Immortal Master knows my predecessor?"
These swindlers were the best at observing people's expressions. When Old Nun Jing Guang saw Wu Zetian's expression, she knew that she was suspicious, so she couldn't help getting angry secretly, "This Old Hu, I told him to talk less, but he just talked too much. It was not easy to fool the Empress into trusting us, but his words provoked the Empress's suspicion again."
Old Nun Jing Guang hurriedly remedied and pretended to be mysterious, "Hehe, we Buddhists talk about cause and effect. A drink and a peck, is it predetermined? There is a rumor among the people that the Sage is the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha. Do you think this is the people of the world flattering the Sage? Sage, you should know that everything in this world is in accordance with the Heaven's Way … "
Wu Zetian was a smart person. When a smart person heard such a few vague words, she immediately made up for it. Wu Zetian was surprised and happy. She didn't expect that the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha that she deceived the world to build momentum for her ascension to the throne turned out to be true.
"Yes! There are so many gods and Buddhas in heaven, why did Huaiyi and the nine eminent monks choose Maitreya Buddha as my predecessor? Was it just a coincidence? Now it seems that there is a Heaven's Way guiding them secretly. It turns out … I am really the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha! "
Mo Lei didn't realize that he had said something wrong. When he saw the Empress talking to him, he couldn't help but boast complacently, "I have traveled the world for five hundred years. Two hundred years ago, I have seen Master Huaiyi."
Taoist Si Fang and Old Nun Jing Guang were speechless, "How much does this big mouth want to boast? The old woman in front of us is the current Emperor, not an old woman in the street. What if she shows a flaw …"
On such a cold day, the nun and the Taoist were so shocked that they broke out in a cold sweat. Wu Zetian was also shocked, and then said in surprise, "What! Immortal Master Mo Lei saw Huaiyi two hundred years ago? How … how is this possible? Has Huaiyi lived for more than two hundred years? "
Mo Lei stroked his beard and laughed, "No, no. What I saw was not the Master Huaiyi of today, but the previous incarnation of Master Huaiyi!"
Old Nun Jing Guang didn't dare to let him continue. This Mo Lei was different from the two of them. Mo Lei was careless. Originally, he made money by performing the magic of reconnecting broken tongues, swallowing charcoal and spitting fire in Quanzhou. When the two of them found out that this person's magic could be used, they roped him in as an accomplice. This person was not a professional liar. If they let him continue, they were afraid that he would be exposed.
Old Nun Jing Guang hurriedly took over the conversation and said, "Hehe, since Mo Lei has exposed it, then I will tell the truth to the Sage. To be honest, this Master Huaiyi is the reincarnation of the Buddhist Protector Wei Tuo Bodhisattva. As the saying goes, when one Buddha comes into the world, thousands of Buddhas will protect him. Wei Tuo came into the world first to pave the way for the Sage. "
Old Nun Jing Guang was quite quick-witted. Not only did she help Mo Lei cover up the lie, but she also flattered Xue Huaiyi. In her opinion, Xue Huaiyi would be happy after hearing this, and the empress would also be happy. This was the so-called killing two birds with one stone.
Taoist Si Fang coughed, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Nun Jing Guang, the secrets of heaven have been revealed enough."
Old Nun Jing Guang let out an "ah" and hurriedly showed a regretful expression.
Mo Lei had worked with the two of them for a long time. When he saw the two of them trying to salvage the situation, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. He hurriedly laughed and said, "Our Western Dharma is different from your Buddhism and Taoism. Using the Pyrolyte Star to prolong one's life is originally a move that goes against the secrets of heaven. It's not a big deal to reveal a few words now. "
He said it was not a big deal, but to Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi, these few words were very important.
Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi were now doted on by the empress. Their wealth, glory, wealth, and power all came from the empress. What they were most worried about was that the empress still couldn't forget her love for Xue Huaiyi. Now, these people said that Xue Huaiyi was the Maitreya Protector Wei Tuo Bodhisattva. If the empress took it seriously, how could they only dote on him?
Originally, when the two beautiful youths saw how skilled these people were, they were intoxicated. But now, they were secretly disgusted. The three "immortals" never thought that they had accidentally bragged too much. Now, they had completely offended the people who slept with Wu Zetian. Moreover, they had offended two of them at once, and they had planted a big seed of trouble for them.
Wu Zetian, on the other hand, was overjoyed. She thought that Xue Huaiyi was strong and powerful, but she got along well with him at first sight. Moreover, she had conferred him the title of Protector of the Kingdom. Wasn't this kind of opportunity just like the Buddhist Protector General Wei Tuo Bodhisattva who wielded the Vajra Scepter? Thinking of this, Wu Zetian was even more convinced that she was the reincarnation of Maitreya.
She said happily, "Thank you for enlightening me. I am the Maitreya, so my country is naturally a Buddhist country. I should not kill or eat meat. Tomorrow, I will issue a ban on slaughter, forbidding people from slaughtering livestock and fishing for shrimps!"
Taoist Si Fang, Pure Light Old Nun, and Western Old Man Hu put their palms together and announced the Dharma name,
"Supreme Heavenly Lord Taiyi!"
"Amitabha! Very good, very good! "
As for Mo Lei, no one knew what Dharma name he was chanting, but he just mumbled it.
After the female warrior happily promised to issue a ban on slaughter to forbid killing, she said to Taoist Si Fang, "Immortal, you have made pills for me and ensured my longevity. You have done a great service. I will confer you the title of Counsellor and Phoenix Pavilion's Luan Tai Ping Zhang. You will accompany me in the imperial court so that I can learn from you!"
With one sentence, Wu Zetian gave this old Taoist the position of Prime Minister. She then said to Pure Light Old Nun, "I will confer Nun Tai the title of Master of Linzhi Temple. She can teach disciples in the capital and enter the palace without restriction!"
Hearing this, Mo Lei couldn't help but be shocked. Although he had swindled people everywhere, it was the first time he had deceived a big figure like the Emperor. He only wanted to use the Pyrolyte Star to prolong his life, so he needed to practice Dharma to swindle more gold, silver, pearls, and jade, and then leave. If he became an official or a temple master, it would be nice to be surrounded by people, but it would be difficult for him to run away.
Thinking of this, Mo Lei quickly declined and said, "Although I practice spells, I don't know how to read. The western method I practice is Wild Fox Zen. I can't be an official, nor can I establish a sect. May I ask the Sage to bestow me a house beside the Linzhi Temple? If there's a summon, I'll be there."
This barbarian didn't look good, and although his magical power looked dazzling, he couldn't tell her his sect. He was far less powerful than Taoist Si Fang and Pure Light Old Nun's Buddhism and Daoism. In Wu Zetian's eyes, he was indeed not as important as Taoist Si Fang and Pure Light Old Nun. Since he said so, Wu Zetian naturally agreed.
Following that, Wu Zetian listened to them talk about picking herbs, concocting pills, immortality, and all kinds of magical powers and anecdotes. Zhang Changzong and Zhang Yizhi were already disgusted by these three living immortals, but seeing that the Empress was obsessed with them, they didn't dare to show it. They could only patiently accompany her and listen to their stories.
When the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Changzong couldn't wait to remind the Empress that it was getting late and they should return to the Inner Palace. Only then did Wu Zetian reluctantly bid farewell.
Yu Haoran sent the Empress to the outside of the square door and happily rushed back to his residence. As soon as he entered the Reception Hall, an extremely charming and adorable girl came up to him with a sweet smile. This was his most beloved concubine, surnamed Li Jing. She had been married to Marquis Yu for just over three months.
Jing 'er came up to him and helped him take off his cloak. She took a broom from a maid and swept the snow froth on his sleeves. She said gently, "Marquis, look at how happy you are. The Sage must be very happy to come to our house."
Yu Haoran pinched her pink cheeks and said with a smile, "Xiaodong Xi, you have good eyesight. Hehe, just you wait. It won't be long before our family's fortunes will soar. Who knows, I might even be conferred the title of Duke because of my merit in introducing the Immortal Teacher. "
Yu Haoran said with a smile and sat down on the couch beside the brazier. He suddenly thought of something and said to Li Jing, "That's right, I remember that brother of yours is in the chicken and goose business in Bei City. Is that right?"
Li Jing said in a sweet voice, "It must be hard for Marquis Yu to remember him. Nu Nu's brother is in the meat business in Bei City. With Marquis Yu's protection, the square owner doesn't dare to make things difficult for him. Now that his business is doing better and better, he is planning to open a branch in Nan City."
Yu Haoran chuckled and instructed, "Yes! Hurry up and send someone to send a message to your brother. Tell him to sell all the chicken, duck, fish, goose, pig, lamb, dog meat … Let's put it this way, if there is any meat on it, sell it all immediately! Don't leave a single bit. As long as it is meat, don't put in any more. "
Li Jing's expression changed. She thought that something had happened to her brother. She quickly asked, "Marquis Yu, what happened to my brother?"
Yu Haoran sat down on the couch and the servant moved the brazier closer. Marquis Yu warmed his hands and said absentmindedly, "Nothing much, don't ask why. In short, just sell them all. Do it quickly, or it will be too late."
Seeing this, Li Jing hurried over, bent her slender waist and moved her round butt into Marquis Yu's arms. Then she took Marquis Yu's cold hands into her arms and let him pinch her hot and warm breasts. She swayed her buttocks in circles and acted like a spoiled child. She did not care that there was a servant beside her.
"Marquis Yu, Nu Nu's brother is indebted to Marquis Yu's care. His business is getting bigger and bigger. It's winter now and it's easy to store. There are a lot of sheep, pigs, chickens and geese. They are piled up into a mountain in the backyard. If we want to sell them all at once, how can we sell them all? Besides, he relies on this business to make a living. If we don't let him sell meat, what will his family eat? "
Yu Haoran twirled the pair of chicken heads and said with a smile, "Can't sell them? Then lower the price. Don't the nearby meat shops get their goods from these few meat shops in Bei City? If your brother sells them cheaper than anyone else, are you afraid that they won't sell? If they still can't sell, then continue to lower the price. Lower it to a price lower than the purchase price. Then they should be able to sell, right? As for their future livelihood, if they can't sell meat, they can sell vegetables. "
Miss Jing 'er's buttocks became even rounder, and there was even a little bit of skill. She wrapped her arms around Marquis Yu's neck and said coquettishly, "Marquis Yu, since you have said so, then it must be for the good of Nu Nu's brother. But you should at least reveal why you are doing this. Marquis Yu can rest assured, Nu Nu's mouth is very tight."
Miss Li Jing's buttocks were like honey peaches, firm and tight. This Marquis Yu had always liked to play with them. Usually, as long as she used this move, if she had any requests, Yu Haoran would not refuse. But today, for some reason, Yu Haoran refused to say anything.
"Hehe! Your mouth … of course is very tight. But you shouldn't ask about things that you shouldn't know … "
Yu Haoran caressed Jing 'er's pink lips, an ambiguous smile on his face. The words he said were also very ambiguous, but there was already a bit of coldness in his eyes. "After all, we are relatives. Don't say that I don't take care of you. If you can sell it for a coin, then it is a coin. Otherwise … when you lose everything, don't come crying to me."
Jing 'er finally realized that this matter was not normal. Her man's eyes were very serious. She did not understand why. This matter could not be explained with reason. The capital of the Great Zhou under the Emperor's feet, how could it not sell chicken, duck, fish, and meat? The poor could not afford it, did the nobles also not eat meat? She could not understand, but she knew that something big must have happened. If she did not listen to the Marquis's orders, she would definitely regret it, really regret it.
Miss Jing 'er hurriedly pouted and kissed Yu Haoran on the cheek. She hurriedly stood up and said, "Yes! Nu Nu will go now. "
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "If we just send someone, I'm afraid my brother will not bear to lose them. I want to go personally."
Yu Haoran waved his hand and said, "Go, the earlier you go, the earlier you can speak. Keep your mouth shut, otherwise don't blame me for not recognizing you as relatives. Oh yes, bring back fifty chickens and ducks. As for pigs and sheep, buy three each. While the weather is still cold, place them in our backyard. "
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After Wu Zetian left, the Yu Family's old residence next to Xingjin Bridge quickly quietened down. The "public servants" who were patrolling around the old house, the "peddlers" who were pushing their carts, and the "residents" who were carrying baskets, all disappeared without a trace. The scene of public servants patrolling, hawkers hawking, and citizens wandering around was actually abnormal for Jishan House. The current situation was the normal state.
Jishan Lane was connected to Xingjin Bridge to the north, and was the lane closest to the main entrance of the Imperial Palace. Most of the high officials and nobles lived in the lane. Therefore, Jin Wu, Marquis Wu, and Bōshō's men were the most well-equipped. There were people patrolling the streets from time to time. The people in the lane could walk freely, but outsiders would be subject to the strictest interrogation.
In fact, apart from the people in the lane, there were no outsiders. When people came, they were mostly accompanied by relatives and friends. When going in and out of the rich and powerful, they had to hold an invitation card and wave official banners. Miscellaneous people would not enter, and the hawkers on the streets would not come here. Although there was a small urban area here, doing small business here was not as good as doing business in the lane where commoners lived.
The security of Jishan Lane was tight on the outside, but loose on the inside. No one liked to take a walk on the streets, and there would be several pairs of eyes watching them, especially the rich. Not only did they have to protect the nobles, but they also couldn't make them feel restrained. The Mayor and Bad Marshal, who were responsible for the security and affairs of the workshop, as well as the Golden Guards, who were responsible for the safety of this area, had put in a lot of effort.
However, their hard work was not in vain. Jishan Lane had always been one of the few lanes with the best security in Luoyang. It could not be said that they did not clean the lane, but they did not close the doors at night. This was because thieves and thieves would not come here. Nobody dared to come to someone's house in the middle of the night.
Today, Bad Luck Li Yiqiao was drinking at Bōshō's Qin Huaide's house. Qin Huaide's wife, Liu Guixiang, had prepared a sumptuous banquet to entertain her husband's old partner. Li Zhengqiao was about to be promoted. He had been Bad Luck at Jishan Lane for six years. Because of his outstanding achievements, he had caught the eye of Luoyang Commandant Tang Zong, who wanted to promote him to the Luoyang Prefecture.
To be able to work in a place like Jishan Lane, where even a brick could hit a nobleman, Li Zhengqiao, who had been Bad Luck for six years, was still an ordinary person. It was more than enough for him to be promoted to the Luoyang Prefecture. In the past few years, his results had always been excellent, and there had not been any major cases in Jishan Lane. In three days, he would step down from his post and go to the Luoyang Prefecture.
Qin Huaide was also very happy. His Bōshō contract had expired at the end of last year, but without any objection, he had been appointed as the Bōshō Lane's Lane again. Being a Bōshō Lane's Bōshō Lane in the midst of a group of high-ranking officials and nobles was indeed hard work. However, being a Bōshō Lane's Lane's Lane was also very profitable.
Don't think that all high-ranking officials and nobles were unreasonable people who bullied others with their power. Not to mention his gray income outside, just the big red envelopes that were given to him by high-ranking officials and nobles in the lane when they held happy events or during festivals could accumulate to a considerable amount of income. Of course, the nobles were not afraid of him not doing his work diligently. However, when it came to the neighbors, especially the neighbors that they dealt with all year round, only fools would use high-pressure methods and not know how to be gentle.
Qin Huaide was already old. He was fifty-seven years old, and he could not afford to get up in the middle of the night to work. However, he planned to grit his teeth and hold on for another three years. In another three years, he would be able to make his son the next Bōshō Lane's Lane's Lane's Lane. Fang Jie, who was now the Deputy Bōshō Lane's Lane's Lane, was eyeing his position covetously. Hehe, let that old guy wait. You're only four years younger than me. If I become the Bōshō Lane's Lane's Lane's Lane's Lane's Lane, I'll rely on you to death!
Old Qin and Old Li drank very happily. When Old Li got drunk, he slept in Old Qin's house. They had been partners for many years, and they had that friendship. This was called family bonding. The youngest daughter of Old Li's family had already been betrothed to Old Qin's youngest son, and they were going to marry each other.
When they were lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, they would never have thought that the young man who was called the "God of Plagues" by the people in Yang Mingsheng's residence, and later by the entire Ministry of Justice, the entire Three Law Divisions, and even the entire Great Zhou officialdom, had already stepped into the gate of Jishan Lane.
Yang Fan wandered to the side of the courtyard of the Yu Family's old residence. Seeing that there was no one around, he suddenly jumped up and reached out to touch the top of the wall. Like a bird, he flashed into the wall. The moment his body passed through the wall, he let go and deliberately rubbed his body against the top of the wall. He fell down with a clump of snow, and the handprint on the wall disappeared.
A moment later, Yang Fan appeared in front of a door.
The whole house was divided into several small courtyards, and each courtyard had many houses. The inside and outside of the houses were frighteningly deserted, as if there was no one living in them at all. Yang Fan used some very subtle clues to confirm that there must be people living in this house.
He carefully approached and pressed his ear against the door. He held his breath and listened. He heard a heavy snort from inside. "You made me wait for so long!"
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