Sword of Coming

Mirage City, the capital city of the Daquan Dynasty, in the early morning, after the rain, the willows cling to the sky, the clear scene is in the New Year, the green and yellow are only half even, the poet describes this scene, the people cannot express it in words, but they can see it clearly, three A carriage slowly stopped in a street in the west of the capital. A group of men and women got out of the carriage. Next to it was a lotus pond with quiet water. A slender woman in brocade did not rush to her destination. Instead, she walked towards the waterside and stretched out her arms. With her hands as white as jade, she held onto the slightly cool bluestone railing. After the rain passed through the jasper sky, the leaves floated on the water.

This woman is more moving than the beautiful scenery.

She bent her fingers, wiped her palms, twisted her wrists at will, and turned to look around. They did not disturb her enjoyment of the scenery, they just stood at the entrance of the street and waited patiently. Among them was a man with an empty sleeve hanging straight down. Standing next to her was a woman with a sword who seemed to have a gentle temperament. She smiled knowingly, feeling embarrassed that she had to lead them back then. The men and women of the Yao family are no longer young now. The only one who has no whereabouts is This Lord Yin of the Capital City, just because he saved his life on the battlefield, ended up lame and missing an arm. He has been suspected of breaking the pot in recent years. Of course, his younger brother does have high vision, and some people Naturally, he would look down upon a powerful woman who followed his trend and came to her for his status and title.

This group of people is the Empress of Daquan, Yao Jinzhi. The governor of the capital Yao Xianzhi, the female cultivator standing next to him, Liu Yi, nicknamed Yuanyang, Taoist name "Yifu", Liu Yi is now the third-class worshiper of the Daquan Dynasty. Not long ago, the imperial court issued a transfer order and transferred her to Mirage The Yin Yamen Office of Jing Mansion served as Yao Xianzhi's personal attendant. This was of course His Majesty's request to serve the public good for personal gain, but Liu Yi did not refuse.

The new national preceptor Han Guanghu was from Jinjiazhou. The chief royal family worshiped Liu Zong, who came from the blessed land of Ouhua. The young man is concise, his Taoist name is Yue Renge, he was born in Aquarius Continent, and he carries a magical sword "Mingquan" under his arm. There is also a woman with crow's feet that can no longer be concealed at the corners of her eyes. Yao Lingzhi, the sister of the Empress Daquan and the sister of the governor of the capital, has completely given up her mind since she lost the "famous spring" and no longer follows various people. Jianghu people deal with green forest high rollers.

Yao Jinzhi was going to a small Taoist temple and saw a former prince who should have called her sister-in-law, Liu Mao, who was now Taoist Longzhou on the gold and jade genealogy of the Ministry of Rites.

The small Taoist temple is called Huanghua Temple and is located in the westernmost part of Mirage City.

Yao Jinzhi walked toward the entrance of the street, raised his hands, and took a breath of mist. Yao Lingzhi glanced at his younger brother, signaling him to stop being dumbfounded and hurry up to lead the way for His Majesty.

The Daquan Dynasty has always respected Taoism, and there are many Taoist temples in the capital. Huanghua Temple is a small Taoist temple with a long history.

Not long after the founding of Daquan, Emperor Taizong built a Taoist temple to pray for blessings and enshrine the Sanguan Emperor, who was revered in the Taoist genealogy.

A slightly larger carriage would have difficulty passing through those winding and narrow alleys.

Yao Lingzhi accompanied His Majesty the Emperor as he walked in the dimly lit alleys, and said softly: "Your Majesty, someone from the Supervisor of Rites and the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites has informed Huanghuaguan that Liu Mao is ready to pick him up today, but he was originally asked to come in At this time, we are one hour ahead of schedule. I don’t know where Liu Mao is..."

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said: "Over at Huanghua Temple, there are only three people in total including the temple owner and the resident Taoist. How can he, Liu Mao, pick him up? It's all casual."

In fact, Liu Mao, the master of the Taoist temple named "Longzhou", was waiting at the door early in the morning. He put on a clean Taoist robe, held a fly whisk, folded his hands on his abdomen, closed his eyes and rested.

There were two other children who reluctantly accompanied the master. They got up early, rubbed their eyes, yawned, and were in a daze. The master didn't say who he wanted to greet. They had been waiting for less than half an hour. , it’s really tiring.

Not long ago, Liu Mao said that he was preparing to form an elixir and hoped that the imperial court could help arrange a dojo.

On the gate of the Taoist temple, there are two majestic painted figures of spiritual officials, which are as tall as the others.

Under the "recommendation" of Mr. Zeng, the person who borrowed the knife, Han Guanghu, who served as Daquan's Imperial Master in the spring of this year, smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Liu Mao's Taoist qualifications are not bad. He is in his forties. Opportunity to form elixirs.”

As long as he is not compared with those unreasonable young monks, if the third prince of Daquan's former dynasty can really form a golden elixir at the age of forty, he can be called a "genius".

Now it depends on His Majesty's thoughts, whether he intends to let Taoist Longzhou leap to the Dragon Gate, or whether he intends to keep the Third Prince Liu Mao in the Dragon Gate realm for the rest of his life.

Maybe this answer needs to wait until His Majesty meets the "brother-in-law" from the past, or maybe His Majesty has already made up his mind, and today's "stop at Huanghua Temple" is just a formality.

It is said that at Huanghuaguan, Liu Mao would take the initiative to send the green poems and green seals, handwritten letters from the three officials and festival talismans to the palace every year. His Majesty would also give them to some veteran civil and military ministers who were still serving in the court. In fact, The meaning is very simple, that is, Liu Mao takes this opportunity to help His Majesty the Emperor prove something. Liu Mao, the son of the late Emperor Liu of Daquan, is still alive and well. Your Majesty is so kind to you. Liu Mao is so grateful that he devotes himself to cultivating Taoism and is willing to serve Yao. The new dynasty tried its best.

Unconsciously, Yao Lingzhi changed places with the Korean master while walking. She, her master Liu Zong, and the young man Jian Ming walked at the end of the alley.

Yao Xianzhi, who was walking in front, limped, slowed down, turned around and said with a smile: "National Master, this Liu Mao is not an easy man. He has been in a deep city since he was a child. He is good at calculations and winning people's hearts. If he hadn't run away. Now that I have become a Taoist priest, it is no longer my turn to be the governor of the capital. Liu Mao should take care of my sister's affairs. This guy's talents are indeed good. Let's talk about the "Yuan Dynasty" compiled by the former dynasty. In the 12th year of the Zhen Dynasty, "Dabu Kuo Di Zhi", a large work with more than 400 volumes, in fact, the chief executive responsible for the outline and control was Liu Mao."

"I have been keeping an eye on him in the past few years. He is quite honest. Moreover, Liu Mao is also a master of arithmetic. There are many arithmetic books on the bookshelf. I read them all. However, I think Liu Mao may have cultivated his mind and character over the years. At first, I had some ideas, but now I am not just pretending, I am really planning to practice Taoism with peace of mind. Last time I came here, she even said some sincere words to me. Of course, the words were a bit unpleasant. Anyway, Liu Mao has been growing up since he was a child. He likes to talk to people he despises from the bottom of his heart, and deliberately talks sarcastically."

Yao Lingzhi carefully glanced at His Majesty the Emperor's face, but couldn't see anything. He quickened his pace, reached out and pinched his younger brother's ribs, reminding him not to speak nonsense about Liu Mao.

Yao Xianzhi hesitated for a moment, but still did not say what he really meant. Mr. Chen said that Liu Mao was really frustrated. As long as it was operated properly, maybe the Daquan Dynasty could have one more person in the next hundred years. Enshrine the Nascent Soul to help extend the national destiny. It is precisely because Mr. Chen has this judgment that Yao Xianzhi dares to say this today. Otherwise, after being the governor for so long, would he really think that he is a loser?

Yao Jinzhi smiled and was noncommittal.

Yao Xianzhi said softly: "We're here."

Turning into the corner of an alley, on the other side of Huanghua Temple, Liu Mao calmed down, held a whisk in his hand, and walked to the center of the alley. When His Majesty the Emperor and his entourage approached, Liu Mao said to the Taoist priest, "Abbott of Huanghua Temple, Liu Mao Mao, pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor."

After Liu Mao stood up, he performed the first salute again and said, "Liu Mao has met the national preceptor, Mr. Fu Yin."

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said: "No need to be polite. Liu Mao, it seems we haven't seen each other for many years?"

Compared with the ambitious, arrogant and rude eldest prince, Yao Jinzhi actually didn't have much personal grudge against Liu Mao.

The two little Taoist boys in the Taoist temple were dumbfounded on the spot, their minds were full of mush, and they had forgotten all the etiquette, not to mention what etiquette they knew, the master had never taught them on weekdays.

Fortunately, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor was not angry either. Instead, Yao Xianzhi stretched out his hand to hold down the little Taoist boy's head and teased: "Why are you so skinny? Where is your usual arrogance?"

Liu Mao's expression became more and more respectful. He no longer bowed his head as a Taoist disciple, but bowed and saluted as a minister, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it has been more than ten years since we last said goodbye, which is as fast as a snap of a finger."

Han Guanghu looked at the viewer. As a remnant of the previous dynasty, there was indeed a reason why Liu Mao could live under His Majesty's eyes to this day.

After entering the Taoist temple, Yao Lingzhi temporarily proposed to go to the main hall of the Taoist temple to worship. What everyone could see was the dining hall and the sleeping hall. Because it was built by the royal family, although the Taoist temple is small, the standard is not low. The dining hall is deep, wide and solemn. The light was slightly dim, and the Nuan Pavilion was only three feet away from the hall. The two were covered with a yellow dragon curtain, and there was a luxurious lichen, and two antique chairs were placed. It's just that the sacrifices on the altar are simple, with only three pieces of meat and a few grains of millet in the gui, and the ritual vessels are simple, mostly made of vermilion wood.

Liu Mao immediately took out an incense stick, and when His Majesty the Emperor rolled out three sticks of incense, everyone exited the hall with gentle steps.

After offering incense, His Majesty the Emperor did not leave the hall immediately. Instead, he pushed aside the yellow curtain and went to look at the Nuan Pavilion for a while.

In fact, Liu Mao's lineage, in the royal genealogy of the Daquan Liu family in the previous dynasty, was not a descendant of Emperor Gaozu, but a descendant of Emperor Taizong.

Therefore, it cannot be said that Yao Jinzhi had no intention of placing Liu Mao in this Taoist temple built by Emperor Taizong.

Yao Jinzhi stepped out of the threshold, and instead of going to the more spacious living room, he went to Liu Mao's study to sit there. There were many people in the room, and the room was small. Especially in the study, there were only two chairs, and it looked like brand new carpentry.

Liu Mao remained expressionless.

Before I started practicing Taoism, I was a prince. The hall was full of splendor, and there were people drinking and drinking. The imperial red candles were as thick as arms, and the night was as white as day. Even the host thought it was not lively enough.

After practicing Taoism, when the two of them were together, they felt noisy.

Han Guanghu's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a crudely framed small calligraphy on the wall of the study room, which was copied from the Taoist classic "Huang Ting Jing". At first glance, it seemed to be coherent and natural. But if you look closely, you can see that there are two kinds of handwriting. The last sixteen characters are "separate paths and disperse the body, transform into shapes at will, complement the real person, and the heaven and the earth are born together."

The old man clasped his hands behind his back, looked at it carefully for a while, and commented in a low voice: "The last ones come first."

Yao Xian was so happy that he moved a chair and planned to invite His Majesty to sit down. Yao Jinzhi asked him to sit down instead. Master Fuyin was not polite. After sitting down, he lightly clenched his fists and beat his legs. In rainy and snowy weather, this old leg He rebelled. After years of recuperation, he has actually gotten better. A few years ago, when he first became the uncle of the country, it was called suffering. When Mr. Chen gave him two Yuhua pills carefully refined from Qinghu Palace in Qingjing Mountain, Yao Xianzhi took one and the effect was excellent, almost immediate. Mr. Chen once joked at the time that the young man was so strong that he could flap pancakes with his butt.

His Majesty the Emperor's eyes wandered randomly. The two chicken-gauge pens in the pen holder must be Liu Mao's special brushes for copying scriptures.

In fact, Yao Jinzhi knew everything about this Huanghua Temple, especially every pen and book in this study, and even where they were placed.

For example, the two chicken-back pens in the pen holder were inscribed with the words "Qingyou" and "Mingjing". In fact, these were deliberately kept by His Majesty the Emperor together with the "Celestial Phenomena and Star Chart" that was banned by the imperial court during the previous "property raid". For Liu Mao.

She kindly advised the young viewer of Huanghua Temple that if you are in a "quiet" place, you must have a "clear" heart that matches it.

After practicing Taoism, if you have nothing to do, you can also read books such as "Celestial Phenomenon and Star Chart".

Since you are a cultivator, you should look up at the sky more often and stop focusing on earthly things.

As for whether Liu Mao could understand it, Yao Jinzhi didn't care at all. Anyway, Taoist Longzhou in Huanghuaguan would get whatever he did if he did something wrong.

Is it possible that she, the Emperor, who had already spared his life, should be so generous and kind to him again and again?

Yao Jinzhi moved to the bookshelf, pulled out the forbidden book, and instantly squinted her eyes. She flipped through it quickly. In the slightly crowded but silent room, the only sound was the rattling of the pages.

The title page and last page of the book are each stamped with two side-by-side seals, "think infinitely" and "take a step back and think". "Satisfaction" and "not knowing enough".

Yao Jinzhi casually put the books back to their original positions, turned around, stretched out his hand towards the conservator in Taoist robes, pressed it twice, and with gentle eyes, motioned for Liu Mao to sit on the last chair.

Liu Mao hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Yao Jinzhi's expression remained unchanged, Liu Mao had no choice but to sit down and rest his body to recuperate his energy. The woman in front of him, who had been soft and frail in the past, was indeed very majestic.

The young man Jian Ming folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the door. It was strange that he originally wanted to return this national treasure under his arm to the Daquan Yao family, but the beautiful and fragrant emperor did not take it back, but casually In exchange, Jian Ming will serve as a third-class minister for the records of the Imperial Court's Criminal Department. He will specifically participate in the search for mountains in several small vassal countries. He will be promoted based on his merit. This may be because of the relationship between Old Man Han and Daquan Guoshi. Jian Ming will be available at any time. You can give up your status as a worshiper and leave the Daquan Dynasty anywhere.

Yao Jinzhi walked to the desk, stretched out his two fingers, tapped the pen holder lightly, and said with a smile: "Guanzhu Liu, do you know that our Daquan Manufacturing Office now has a new Writing Department, among which there are craftsmen who specialize in manufacturing This Jiju pen is located at Lotus Bridge, not far from Huanghua Temple, next to the Baoquan Bureau and Cangchang Yamen of the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. It will be sold to all over the country, but I don’t know how the sales will be in the future. Earlier, the Ministry of Works After I looked at several official styles that were submitted, I was not very satisfied with them and felt that they were a bit lacking in meaning.”

The Daquan dynasty's chicken-back pens are most suitable for writing small regular script and are famous all over the world. dignitaries and literati from all over the world once liked to buy some chicken-back pens and use them with the fallen plum paper produced in Yunku blessed land to sing poems and lyrics in correspondence.

As for this deal, the Daquan Ministry of Industry and the Qingping Sword Sect joined forces, but they used a suggestion from the other party and changed the "official system" to "imperial system".

Just one word difference and the price quadrupled.

As one of the allies in the construction of Dadu, the Yugui Sect in the south agreed to reserve 30,000 chicken spurs with the Daquan Dynasty, including the entire Yunku blessed land, plus several Xianjia ferries including Bichengdu. Pen.

Liu Mao said cautiously: "May I ask, Your Majesty, what is the price of this chicken-spacing pen?"

Yao Jinzhi said with a smile: "An imperial chicken-spacing pen, a piece of snow money. Jade Guizong Shenzhuan Peak has already reserved 30,000 pens with us, and the amount of the deposit alone is not small. , that’s why I’m in such a difficult situation. I can’t let the Secretary of the Construction Office just fiddle with some low-quality chicken-gauge pens and use them to fool Jade Guizong. This matter is big or small. Shenzhuan Peak really needs to pursue it. , it’s not a matter of refunding the money.”

Liu Mao was speechless for a moment. Are you trying to steal money?

In the past, there were many types of Daquan chicken-spacing pens. If Liu Mao remembers correctly, leaving aside those privately customized and extremely luxurious chicken-spacing pens, we will only talk about the ones sold in batches on the market. Among them, the ones with the best craftsmanship and the highest prices are also Only a dozen taels of silver.

Royal control? Looking at the territory of a continent, which imperial court's inner court manufacturing office can produce 30,000 brushes in one go?

Yao Jinzhi saw Taoist Longzhou who was hesitant to speak. She seemed to be in a good mood. She took out a chicken-tip pen from the pen holder and quickly turned it over between her fingers. She glanced at the inscription and saw that it read "Ming Jing". She raised her gaze slightly and glanced at Liu Mao, who was sitting upright beside her. She casually threw the chicken pen back into the pen holder and said: "After you come out of seclusion, if you can successfully form elixirs, don't be too pure in your practice." , you might as well stabilize your realm while refining your mind in the world of mortals. According to the saying on your mountain, getting involved in the world of mortals is also a practice. For example, the court is about to issue new money. Since Huanghua Temple is so close to the Baoquan Bureau and the Wenfangsi Factory, you can Go for a walk, and I will give you a suitable official status in the Ministry of Justice later. Don't worry, it will definitely be a noble and idle job."

Liu Mao quickly stood up, bowed to His Majesty the Emperor and thanked him, "I accept the order and thank Your Majesty for your grace."

Yao Jinzhi said with a smile: "Then I would like to wish Master Liu a successful elixir formation. Yao Fuyin will help you finalize the results regarding the dojo and the selection of guardians within three days at the latest."

Liu Mao turned slightly sideways and expressed his thanks to Mr. Fu Yin.

Yao Xian is so angry. We get along in private. Why haven't I seen you so polite?

Yao Jinzhi walked out of the house first.

Yao Lingzhi left a gift on the table.

After Liu Mao sent the group out of the Taoist temple gate, he gently tugged on Yao Xianzhi's sleeve.

Yao Xianzhi stopped, lowered his voice, and asked doubtfully: "Is something wrong?"

Liu Mao asked softly: "Master Fu Yin, the Taoist temple has forbidden books secretly hidden in it, which is inconsistent with the court etiquette. Can you kindly ask your majesty to order someone to bring back this "Celestial Phenomena and Star Map" and hand it over to the library?"

Yao Xianzhi smiled and cursed, but still agreed and turned around to follow the group. Master Fu Yin couldn't stop slandering him. This Liu Mao is really a good person.

Returning the same way and walking in the alley, Han Guanghu frowned and said: "Your Majesty, Han Jiangshu from Wanyao Sect, what exactly is she thinking? She just keeps dragging it on without giving a clear explanation. Even though the deposit has been paid, there is still no monk who has contacted the court. How can she be so sure that we can’t find another buyer for her three-mountain blessed land?”

Yao Jinzhi frowned slightly, "It's indeed a strange thing."

Han Jiangshu had come to see her before, and the Wan Yaozong was planning to order a cross-continental ferry with the Daquan Dynasty. The two parties had a pleasant conversation. This female fairy of the Upper Five Realms, whose family owns a blessed land, was not arrogant at all from beginning to end. On the contrary, it is easy to talk like a person who wants to ask for something.

Han Guanghu sneered and said: "Your Majesty, if you follow my wishes, if Han Jiangshu doesn't reply in another month, Wan Yaozong will not want to go back with this deposit. No matter who is looking for him at that time, Come to your door, I will be responsible for reasoning for Your Majesty. Not to mention someone from the Yupu realm, even her father Han Yushu, who is the head of the clan, can never hope to gain favor from me if he comes to the door in person."

Liu Zong sighed. Comparing people with others is irritating. This is the confidence of a Zhijie martial artist.

Otherwise, even His Majesty the Emperor would not have dared to urge the Wanyao Sect too much, and would have just asked the Ministry of Rites to send a letter to Han Jiangshu's designated contact person in the blessed land. It was a pity that the mud was in trouble.

Wanyao Sect is originally the Immortal Mansion with the title of Zong. According to the calculations of the Daquan Dynasty, Wanyao Sect will most likely not be stopped by the Confucian Temple due to the military achievements it has made by spending money, so it will definitely have it within a few years. A lower sect.

It’s just that for some unknown reason, Han Jiangshu, as the talker of Wanyao Sect, seemed to have a sudden glimpse after appearing in Tongyezhou, and then disappeared.

The intercontinental ferry "Lei Che" scheduled with the Daquan court has been stranded.

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said: "That's it. This Wanyao Sect, no matter how powerful the sect is, can't be bigger than a rationale."

Previously, the Daquan Dynasty half-bought and half-built the first cross-continental ferry "Lu Xianzhi". The most expensive part of the cross-continental ferry was the blueprint that was listed as the top secret by all the major sects. If you only bought one The cost of the ferry itself is actually not so high that it is shocking. The reason why the sect in Aaizhou is willing to sell the blueprints and a boat embryo is

Firstly, the Daquan Dynasty will sign a contract with them and will not leak the blueprints to the outside world. Furthermore, regarding the subsequent maintenance of certain key parts of the ferry, with the current strength of the Daquan Imperial Ministry of Industry, even if it has the blueprints, it is still unable to repair them. This will require future repairs. Continue to maintain long-term cooperation with the seller, and the other party also hopes that by selling the ferry, it will help them own the largest "ferry" in Tongyezhou. Finally, every new ferry built by the Oizumi Court in accordance with the drawings will be of that sect. The doors are all divided.

Daquan Yao plans to build two more cross-continental ferries in the next ten to twenty years, named "Emei Yue" and "Lei Che" respectively. Daquan will keep one for himself and sell one. , as a way to fill the treasury hole of purchasing blueprints and building three cross-continental ferries, this "Thunder Car", the two immortal mansions currently interested in it are, in addition to Wanyao Sect, the other is Jinding Temple in the north, Baozhen Taoist Yin Miaofeng, Shao Yuanran, this pair of Taoist masters and disciples, were both first-class worshipers of the Daquan Dynasty. Lu Ying, the chief worshiper of Jinding Temple, had contacted Daquan, but the asking price of Jinding Temple was 30% lower than that of Wanyao Sect.

Yao Xianzhi bumped Liu Zong lightly with his shoulder and winked at the old man.

Liu Zong chuckled and pretended to be stupid.

Seeing that Yao Xianzhi was still there, Liu Zong turned his head and looked at the female cultivator walking side by side with his disciple behind him.

Jiang is still too old and spicy, and Lord Fu Yin was immediately defeated.

Because according to Liu Zong's proposal, Daquan had two intercontinental ferries, "Lu Xianzhi" and "Emeiyue". The former took the north-south route and passed through three continents, from south to north, Tongyezhou, Baopingzhou, and Beijulu. continent. After the completion of the second Emei Yue ship, they joined forces with the Liu family of Aai Aizhou to mine the Far North Icefield, passing through Nanbosu Continent, the Middle Earth Divine Continent and Aai Aizhou, and working with more than a dozen sects, immortal mansions and sects including the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. The Yamashita Dynasty and a total of sixteen large Xianjia ferries formed an alliance and signed detailed terms for ferry docking.

Regarding this matter, the matter was discussed in His Majesty’s Imperial Study Room and passed.

It's just that discerning people who are qualified to participate in the discussion know that the person who can give such a plan is definitely not Liu Zong, the chief minister.

And after Han Guanghu became the national master, the plan was changed again, mainly the route was changed, and the commercial routes of Luhua Island, Yulong Sect, Fuyaozhou and Jinjiazhou could be used.

After all, Han Guanghu is very prestigious in Jinjiazhou, and he has extremely deep connections and affections both on the mountain and on the mountain.

Han Guanghu didn't think the route plan proposed by Liu Zong was very clever. He only praised it for one thing, saying that Liu Zong had a long-term vision and was extremely insightful.

Because according to Liu Zong's suggestion, the Daquan court must kill all the sects and dynasties that the ferry passes through, finalize the price early, and sign extremely long-term terms with each family. Nowadays, most of the cross-continental ferries in the world have been requisitioned by the Confucian Temple.

In order for each ferry to maintain operation and ensure profitability, it is necessary for cross-continental ferries such as the "Lu Xian Zhi" and "Emei Yue", which are not transferred by the Confucian Temple, to dock for commerce to boost popularity and stabilize financial resources. Therefore, during this period of time, the Daquan Dynasty can sign terms with Fukou at a price that is far lower than in previous years.

Therefore, the longer the year is, it will be equal to the toll and road money paid by the Daquan Dynasty to the ferry every year. In this link, the more money will be saved.

Saving money is making money, everyone knows this simple truth.

Yao Jinzhi weighed the pros and cons and found it difficult to choose. After much thought, why not build another cross-continental ferry?

She even picked a name, Huozhulin.

Yao Lingzhi has been a wife for a long time, and she is the woman who most yearns for the world. However, she married a scholar from a scholarly family. Now she has two sons and a daughter. She is the first among the "Zhi" generation to get married.

Previously, Chen Pingan asked Yao Xianzhi to deliver two red envelopes to her children. Not long ago, during the New Year's greetings, her younger brother's hand completely stunned the two children.

In the past, the two children were always hesitant about uncle Yao Xianzhi's many statements. Uncle, are you really familiar with Chen Yinguan? You're bragging that you don't have a draft, but in fact it's just the kind of acquaintance who has had a casual chat, right?

But ever since they received a red envelope from Yao Xianzhi, when the two children saw Yao Xianzhi again, they were very respectful and respectful. Especially when they learned that their uncle had become a registered guest of the Qingping Sword Sect's Patriarch Hall, their eyes shone brightly. , I worshiped my uncle more and more, and flattered me when I met him. Uncle, would you like to rub your shoulders and tap your legs? Uncle, I haven’t seen you for a few days, and you look younger and more handsome. Uncle, let me be your lobbyist with Sister Yuanyang. If you don’t object, I will just call you aunt...

After all, for children, among the many immortals on the mountain, the Sword Immortal is the most fascinating.

And that young hidden official from the Great Wall of Sword Qi is also the Sword Immortal among the Sword Immortals.

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor, Yao Jinzhi, and even Grandpa are all happy to see this matter come to fruition, but Mr. Fu Yin has not been enlightened, so he has delayed it.

Liu Yi, whose maiden name is Yuanyang, whose Taoist name is "Yifu", is a local surname, and his family is a local county magistrate. He is sixty-three years old and lives in Longmen.

Her appearance is young, which means that she has excellent aptitude for cultivation.

Previously, Liu Yi risked his life in the two battlefields of Gyeonggi and Mirage City. He was very courageous, but also extremely strategic. The female cultivator cultivated in the Dragon Gate realm and accumulated military exploits that were not inferior to those of several golden elixirs.

But in the end, Liu Yi only asked the Daquan court for a third-class offering. In fact, according to his military exploits, a second-class offering was more than enough.

If a woman does not object to some things, it is an obvious statement. How can she be so bold?

Yao Lingzhi looked at Liu Yi beside him and smiled again and again.

Liu Yi just pretended not to know and quietly turned red.

Yao Lingzhi felt worthless for her, so he quickly stepped forward and kicked Yao Xianzhi in front of him, causing the latter to stumble. He quickly reached out to hold the wall. Yao Xianzhi turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yao Lingzhi said angrily: "What do you care about?"

Yao Xianzhi smiled angrily and said: "Sister, you kicked a lame man for no reason, is it still reasonable? I have to talk to my nephew and niece later and see who they will help then."

Yao Lingzhi sighed, "Cripple? Only a fool is right."

No wonder I heard that grandpa and Mr. Chen had a conversation over there on the ferry. One said that Yao Xianzhi was not good enough for a certain girl, and the other echoed that he felt the same way.

Yao Jinzhi ignored the fuss behind him and continued to discuss business matters with the old Imperial Master, "The Secretary of the Bureau cannot just rely on the sale of chicken-slip pens. Within the Daquan Dynasty, there are also some old inkstone pits that have been closed for many years. To put it another way, the stones in Xinkeng are not necessarily inferior to those in Laokeng. Let’s just say that there is a Tao River on the southern border. When I was a child, I often followed Ling Zhi and Xian Zhi to play in the inkstone pit. It was mined quite early and produced a kind of moist material. In fact, if I look at the jasper stone for making inkstones, it is not inferior to other famous inkstones. It has a history of more than 1,200 years, but it has been abandoned for many years and is located in the border area. It is indeed hard to obtain."

Yao Xianzhi nodded when he heard this and said: "It's just that the main mines are located at the bottom of the deep water of the Tao River. If a certain number of Qi practitioners are not used, it will be too difficult for ordinary stonemasons to mine. The biggest problem is that there are no special books to record it. , in our Daquan, Taohe inkstones are not even known, let alone sold to other countries. Otherwise, in the Meizi pits where we often visited when we were children, there are green in front of the temple, red in the back, and the stone texture is sincere. It’s not bad, but it’s a pity that both the people on the mountain and the people like to focus on the past and ignore the modern, otherwise if the price is right and the quantity is large, the court only needs to continue to mine from the old pits, which will be a big profit.”

Liu Zong twisted his beard and said with a smile: "I heard that hundreds of years ago, there was a book called "Dongtian Qinglu Collection" that promoted famous inkstones from old pits in Tongyezhou. It listed more than a dozen kinds of precious inkstones? It's not as good as our imperial court. The government here reprints a new edition, and the Hanlin Academy finds some pens with better literary talent and secretly adds an article "Taohe Green Inkstone" to it. The pen and ink focus on how good the Taohe Inkstone is and how good it is in mining. Difficult, if you add a few strange and fairy tales, rich scholars like to focus on the past and ignore the present? Isn't this very 'ancient'?"

Yao Jinzhi turned his head and looked at the chief worshipper.

Yao Lingzhi was even more surprised. Master, has he entered the far-traveling realm and gained insight into his business skills?

Yao Xianzhi held back his laughter, secretly enjoying himself, and extended his thumb to Old Man Liu, "Okay, okay, awesome."

Han Guanghu thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "It's a very profitable business. If you run it properly and make a name for yourself, in addition to your own continent, Daquan's specialties, including chicken spurs, can be sold to other continents through cross-continental ferries and chicken spurs. It is indeed a considerable source of wealth.”

The old imperial master once again looked at the worship of Liu Zong with admiration.

Liu Zong twisted his beard and smiled, recalling that when he was young, the nickname "Xiao Zhu Lian" in the world was not for nothing.

Over at Huanghuaguan, two little Taoist boys squatted under the eaves, chattering and jumping for joy. His Majesty the Emperor is so beautiful!

In the study room, Liu Mao opened the small brocade box on the table, which contained a round piece of imperial ink, washed with gold, with the official script "Junzi Xiu Zhi Ji" on the front, and the inscription "Nine Lives You Xu" on the forehead, filled with green consciousness. There is a five-element picture of "metal, wood, water, fire, and earth" painted on the back of the ink.

Liu Mao took a long breath and had to admit that he was able to overcome the difficulties this time, and he was really grateful to the man named Chen.

Approaching the carriage, His Majesty the Emperor took a detour and walked back to the railing of the lotus pond where she had stopped before. She was silent for a moment and asked the old Imperial Master next to her: "I heard that the latest debate on the three religions is about to begin?"

Han Guanghu nodded, "It was delayed for several years because of the war."

Yao Jinzhi hesitated for a moment and asked, "As a national preceptor, can I attend the debate?"

Han Guanghu laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "I am just a martial artist, but I don't have the qualifications. Back then in Jinjiazhou, even if I had the status of a national master, I still couldn't participate in such a major event."

Yao Jinzhi nodded, seeming a little regretful.

Probably because of the mention of Jinjiazhou, the old man inevitably felt a little homesick.

We all miss each other, but we are far apart.

Yao Jinzhi's eyes were also blurred and he looked in a trance. People are far away, but they are also in their hometown.