Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 877: Left and Gold

Fortunately, in Ji Yuan's eyes, everything has a glimmer of hope. One of them is that there has been considerable progress in verifying the reincarnation of some special people in the netherworld, and the other is the Confucian Temple.

The reason why Ji Yuan promotes the Confucian Temple and the Wu Temple is to stabilize the world and stabilize luck. The Confucian Temple and the Wu Temple are not just a few temples, but a symbol. This temple will not only be built outside, but also built in the hearts of the world. Medium;

Secondly, Ji Yuan knew that given Yin Zhaoxian’s situation, it would almost definitely be the common wish of scholars and even people all over the world when he dies in the future and is enshrined in a Confucian Temple. In addition, the current emperor is also a disciple of Yin Zhaoxian, so this is a sure thing. .

As long as the Confucian Temple can be truly established, and the deviation from Ji Yuan's vision is not too exaggerated, then Ji Yuan will be sure to keep Yin Zhaoxian's exaggerated righteousness alive.

What Ji Yuan was thinking only lasted a moment, and Yin Zhaoxian understood what Ji Yuan had just said.

"From what I heard, sir, even those who are cultivators of the Immortal Way may not necessarily agree with my imperial conferment on Zen?"

Ji Yuan nodded and shook his head.

"It may not be uncommon for immortals to enter the world in the future. Even though it is still difficult for ordinary people to see immortals, this may not be the case for a country. The world is so big that each immortal sect has its own favorite country... It’s not that they are narrow-minded, Dazhen is naturally a favorite place for everyone, but the world is vast and too much talk will cause chaos.”

Ji Yuan didn’t say it clearly, but Master Yin also basically understood that the birth of civil and military destiny is closely related to Dazhen. Even though this is also the destiny of humanity for the entire human race, it is available to everyone and enjoyed by everyone, but who Don’t you want to reach out to Da Zhen?

"Since Mr. Ji has no objection to this article, I will submit it to His Majesty tomorrow morning."

"Well, by the way, Master Ji hopes that Master Yin will tell the current Emperor Dazhen that he still needs to stabilize his mentality. Although Dazhen was ranked in the upper class at the Hualong Banquet, Master Yin must also understand the reason, right?"

Yin Zhaoxian sighed, and Yin Qing on the side also smiled.

"Mr. Ji, after all, we are ministers, and His Majesty is not a mediocre person. We will do our best."

"It's true that Mr. Ji is overly worried. I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the court. Let's drink tea."

Ji Yuan pointed to the cups on the table, but Yin Qing hadn't touched them yet.

Yin Qing picked up the tea cup with a smile and found that the tea inside was still very warm and suitable for drinking. After taking a sip, she felt very thirsty. She suddenly thought of something and asked Ji Yuan.

"Okay, by the way, sir, this is a rare opportunity. Can you stay at our house for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, this year is really rare, so just stay and celebrate the New Year. Now that I am getting old, I may not have this opportunity in the future."

Seeing Yin Zhaoxian say this with a smile, Ji Yuan couldn't refuse.

"Okay, Ji will not be leaving today during the Chinese New Year. By the way, Zao Niang and Hu Yun are still in the Dragon Palace, and they will come together then."

"That's great!"

Yin Qing was even happier when he heard that Hu Yun was coming.

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At the same moment, far away in the Southern Wilderness Continent, Zuo Wuji was walking alone in the rivers and lakes. Now it is winter again. Zuo Wuji was wearing smart clothes and a heavy cloak. On this day, he followed the road to the outside of a big city. .

Zuo Wuji tightened his cloak tightly. Although he was not afraid of the cold, it would always be more comfortable to be warmer. He raised his head and looked at the city in the distance.

"Kuinan County City...should be the largest city nearby, right?"

With reverie about the city, Zuo Wuji stepped forward and soon arrived outside the city gate, following the scattered flow of people entering the city nearby and entering the city.

At first, there weren’t too many people going in and out of the city. Zuo Wuji thought that the city might not have the New Year atmosphere of his hometown. However, after he came in, he realized that he had thought too much. What he saw along the street was that there were lights and colorful decorations everywhere. In the shops that are still open, most shopkeepers and waiters are willing to show a smile.

"Yes, think about it, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, many shops have closed early, and many helpers must have gone home to celebrate the New Year, so it will naturally be a bit deserted..."

Zuo Wuji murmured to himself, feeling a little troubled. He didn't have many financial burdens anymore, and he didn't know if he could afford to live in an inn. Maybe it would be better to find a woodshed to deal with it. The key is communication.

The speech of people in this place is very different from that in Dazhen. In Yunzhou, although many countries have different accents, it is not a big problem to understand each other. But Zuo Wuji was blinded when he arrived in Nanhuangzhou. Some words He couldn't understand it at all. He was not an immortal. He didn't have such a wonderful telepathy, and he couldn't hear the words and distinguish the sounds.

And after passing some places, his words were still changing. Fortunately, the changes were not exaggerated, but when he arrived in Kuinan County today, he still had a headache.

But first, he had to find a suitable inn. Zuo Wuji had no intention of trying such a luxuriously decorated place.

“Hey, this city is still not as lively as my Dazhen!”

Zuo Wuji's mentality is relatively relaxed. The so-called talented people are brave. He has encountered the worst situation. At worst, he can find a place with a little shelter to sleep in the open air. He won't freeze to death, and he won't be afraid of some gangsters. Even lonely ghosts.

However, this city is quite big. Zuo Wuji wandered around for a long time, but could not find an inn that was not too high-end. He also tried to go there and asked. After some difficult exchanges, he learned that he had little money, and most of his money was taken away from him. Shut out.

At this moment, Zuo Wuji happened to walk from a wide street to a slightly narrower street. The inn he wanted to visit should be on a smaller street.

"Baozi—freshly baked buns—vegetable and meat fillings, generous portions, two cents apiece, no kidding—"

There is a steamed bun shop on the street. There is only one shopkeeper inside, who is shouting hard. It is almost evening, and people passing by occasionally stop to buy some steamed buns.

Every time the steamed buns were opened by the shopkeeper, the fragrant and warm smell would blow through the street along with the wind, and also blow to Zuo Wuji. He smelled the smell and couldn't help but feel moved.

"It smells good, it should be delicious!"

Thinking about this, Zuo Wuji also became worried and took out a dozen copper coins from the belt under his cloak. Anyway, such money can't do anything big, so he might as well buy some meat buns and eat them. pause.

He did what he thought of, Zuo Wuji's figure flashed slightly, and turned in the direction of the bun shop with a subtle change. In a blacksmith shop far away, there was a big man in single clothes who was forging iron, but he looked up at this moment. Take a look in the direction of the street.

In front of the bun shop, the owner was just sending away two customers when he saw a tall man coming to the door and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Hey, guest, our steamed buns are thin in skin and big in fillings, they are fragrant and soft, and they are delicious! They cost two cents each, and six cents each cost ten cents. Famous vegetable and meat fillings! How many do you want, sir?"

"Uh, you...help me, this bun, I want..."

Zuo Wuji's words were very difficult to hear in the shopkeeper's ears, and his accent was even weirder. After Zuo Wuji talked for a long time, he simply stopped talking and took out ten cents and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shop owner understood immediately.

"Okay, six big steamed buns with meat and vegetables! Sir, please... Oh, that's not right, sir, there are quite a few of your copper coins that are not our coins, uh, I don't want this..."

"Huh?"

Zuo Wuji was stunned. Even if the coins were minted differently, they were still copper coins anyway. When meeting some merchants, they would offer a small discount, but they rarely encountered unwanted ones.

"Sir, I am a small businessman and I dare not mint copper coins privately. It would be troublesome and expensive to exchange them on the black market. I don't want to deal with them. I won't accept this copper coin. Why don't you exchange it elsewhere?"

"I...this money, weight, weight of money, full weight..."

Zuo Wuji really couldn't laugh or cry. He weighed the copper coins in his hand. The weight of Dazhen's coins was much greater than the uneven coins here. No matter how good the quality was, they didn't accept it from Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com. Now, In front of this steamed bun shop, his mouth watered, but he was told that he couldn't eat it and it was painful.

In desperation, Zuo Wuji could only laugh at himself in a low voice.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I, Zuo Wuji, would be living a miserable life on New Year's Eve. Hehe, if the masters find out, they will laugh to death!"

In the blacksmith shop on one side, there has been the sound of "ding, clang, clang", but it suddenly stopped. A man in a vest and single clothes, showing ferocious muscles, arrived outside the blacksmith shop carrying a big hammer. , glanced at the bun shop across the wall, and saw Zuo Wuji's back turning around.

"Are you from Yunzhou?"

Huh?

Zuo Wuji was stunned for a moment. The familiar voice made him think that he heard it wrong. He rubbed his ears, then turned around and saw a blacksmith who was much taller and stronger than him. Look at the blacksmith in the winter. This body of tendons must have great strength.

"I'm asking you, are you from Yunzhou?"

"Yes, yes! I am Zuo Wuji, a Dazhen person from Yunzhou. This dear friend is also from Yunzhou? You rely on your parents at home, and your friends when you go out. Friends..."

"Six buns, I'll pay for them."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Jin Jia had already said this to the owner of the bun shop on the side.

"Hey, okay, Brother Jin, do you want it? It's just come out of the oven!"

"No."

Jin Jia replied succinctly, carrying the big hammer back to his anvil, raising his right arm high, and hitting the iron embryo accurately and heavily.

"When...when..."