After a drizzle, the Goddess Temple returned to peace.

This wave of miracles made the inner officials very satisfied, and this was awe of imperial power!

The root of the power of the internal officials is the imperial power, and their respect for the imperial power is what they value the most.

He Zirong is not a pedantic literati, and his internal abilities show that he is the emperor's confidant.

So naturally, we had to prepare a banquet and invite the local gentry to entertain them together.

"This is Xu Erlang, and he is a disciple of Mr. Wen."

At the banquet, He Zirong solemnly introduced Xu Xian to the inner official.

But the inner official looked at Xu Erlang in surprise, and looked up and down several times and was amazed.

"This is Xu Erlang, who killed someone?! What a good guy! If you don't say this, Lord He, we all think this is a powerful general in the frontier!"

Xu Xian's body...is really a fool.

Standing there is a tiger's back and a bear's waist, although it looks delicate, white and tender and quite elegant.

But as we walked, the dragon and tiger steps, the star eyes flashed a little cold and fierce.

If you don’t smile, your expression is tense and you will suddenly have a sense of power that makes you dare not look directly at.

"The Master did not avoid dragons when he walked, and Rio Tinto the gate of the city gate. Chinese was just inheriting the Master's legacy."

Xu Xian smiled indifferently, but the inner official bowed his hand a little embarrassedly.

He said: "Our family has little knowledge. Don't blame Erlang! Don't blame him!"

Xu Xian would not blame him, after all, his outfit... he knew it.

If I hadn't been wearing a Confucian shirt, who would have dared to say that I was a Confucian scholar when I walked out?!

At that moment, He Zirong clapped and asked someone to serve the food, and this inner official is also a wonderful person.

The name Deng Jian is the godson of Xiao Yi next to His Majesty the Inner Palace.

Since childhood, I have been studying and literate with Xiao Yi. Although I am not a scholar, I am Xiao Yi’s favorite godson.

There is nothing else, this child has a wink and is interested.

Jingli’s evaluation of this young father-in-law is two words - low-key.

He never borrowed Xiao Yi's godson's identity and was swaggering outside.

But everyone in the court knew that Deng Jian had a great influence on Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi's influence on Emperor Zhao Qing was also known to all civil and military officials in the court.

In other words, Deng Jian should not be underestimated.

"I'm going to be open to Enko after the New Year. I wonder how Erlang is preparing?!"

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Deng Jian suddenly became alive and said with a smile to Xu Xian: "If Erlang enters Beijing, he will probably have to prepare more."

"Oh?! Is this Beijing still a tiger's den?!"

Xu Xian's words made Deng Jian laugh and waved his hand and said, "It really means this to Erlang!"

"There are many people in the Imperial College who are quite dissatisfied with Erlang!"

Deng Jian looked at Xu Xian with a smile and said, "Mr. Kong Da and Kong wanted to invite Mr. Wen to give lectures at the Imperial College. How could he know that Mr. Wen said that the Imperial College was full of rotten wood and could not be carved."

"This almost made Lord Kong so angry that he was also angry in the Imperial College. Now that Mr. Wen has left the Beidi, you want Kaunke to enter Beijing. If they don't take the opportunity to find this place, then when will they still be there?!"

Xu Xian laughed when he heard this: "Hi! The soldiers come to block the generals, and the water comes to cover the soil! Since it is a matter caused by his mentor, the disciple of the Sa family will be the next step!"

"Discussing articles and martial arts, follow them!"

Deng Jian was stunned for a moment when he heard Xu Xian's heroic words. He then gave a thumbs up.

"Erlang! There are still a few talented people in the Imperial College, don't take it lightly."

He Zirong next to him also nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "Erlang, after Lord Kong, the Imperial College Supervisor, had been catching up on poetry and articles. He had produced a few great talents!"

"Erlang must not be negligent, otherwise he will lose his reputation as Changgong Wen in vain."

Xu Xian curled his lips indifferently: "The teacher doesn't care about this. What kind of name is not? If the teacher cares about going to Beijing early, he would have gone to Beijing as an official."

He Zirong and Deng Jian couldn't help but be silent when they said this, and Xu Wenchang really didn't care about these things.

Otherwise, he would not have avoided Qiantang and retired for more than 20 years. In the past 20 years, he had not even had any lectures or other appearances.

Many so-called "retirement" big men say that they are retreating is actually to support their hopes.

Or hold or attend poetry meetings from time to time, or hold lectures so that the court will not forget about itself.

When he was back, his reputation suddenly became at its peak.

Furthermore, Xu Wenchang had been recommended by Kong Da many times, and even came to invite him in person but didn't even invite him back.

It is obvious that he is unintentional to be an official, otherwise the three great scholars in the court would have their place now.

"Erlang! Mr. Wen was in the capital and offended many people back then."

He Zirong smiled bitterly at Xu Xian and sighed: "If you enter Kaunke, you may be that many of these people will cause trouble for you."

"Come on!"

Xu Xian smiled indifferently, raised his cup to him, and Deng Jian and the others greeted him.

He sang a sentence that He Zirong and Deng Jian couldn't understand.

"Look at the front, the black hole... When I catch up, kill him clean!"

Prepare to kill a clean one, and there is also a golden pool that came down from Phoenix Mountain.

King Jinbian Dharma King thought his son had a clue, so he happily prepared the best blessed land in the entire Phoenix Mountain for his son to retreat.

He also asked the confidant guard not to get close to him, but what he had no idea was that Jin Chi sneaked out after only two days of seclusion.

He took the little demon and went straight to Qiantang while the night was dark.

Under the bright moonlight, there are centipedes as big as a car, swimming "waving..." in the mountains and forests.

In front of me was a little demon with horns leading the way, and the huge centipede's eyes were filled with cold light.

The endless long feet emitted a golden and iron color, and the serrated teeth in the mouth made a crackling sound.

"How far is it?! My body is too big, and it will be difficult to hide if there is no place."

The centipede spoke, and the little demon leading the way quickly bowed.

"Don't worry, Young Master! My subordinates have already inquired. There is a cave outside Qiantang County! Where is the big enough place, Young Master can rest with peace of mind!"

The centipede was naturally Jinchi. Jinchi said in a suffocating voice: "Where is the baby girl?!"

"This is also the responsibility of the subordinates. The young master just needs to wait for the subordinates' news in the cave."

Jin Chi suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice to the little demon: "No! Let's act together, you can find out the good place during the day and we will go together tonight."

"Young Master, no! If anything goes wrong..."

Jin Chi said in a deep voice: "I have poisonous fog, and I just need to release it within five miles of mortals and will sleep. Let them live if they are alive, and let them die if they are dead!"

"If you go by yourself, you will be easily discovered! Don't talk about this anymore, hurry up and hurry up!"

The little demon knew in his heart that this was probably the talent of the Jinban Dharma King lineage.

No wonder the Dharma King likes to be filled with fog every time he appears.
Chapter completed!