Fortunately, in Ji Yuan's eyes, everything has a chance of life, one of which is that there has been considerable progress in the verification of the reincarnation of some special people in the underworld, and the second of them is the Confucian Temple.

The reason why Jiyuan promotes the Confucian Temple and Wu Temple is to stabilize the world and the luck. The Confucian Temple and 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;

And secondly, it was also because Ji Yuan knew that, given Yin Zhaoxian's situation, he would pass away in the future and be moved to the Confucian Temple to worship, which would almost definitely be the common wish of the scholars and even the people all over the world. In addition, the current emperor is also a disciple of Yin Zhaoxian, so this matter is a certainty.

As long as the Confucian Temple can be truly established, and the deviation from Jiyuan's assumption is not too exaggerated, then Jiyuan will be sure to keep Yin Zhaoxian's exaggerated aura of integrity.

What Ji Yuan thought in her heart was only a short moment, and Yin Zhaoxian also understood what Ji Yuan had just said.

"Listen to what Mr. said, even if the immortal way is being cultivated, they may not agree with me in the monarchy?"

Ji Yuan nodded and shook his head.

"In the future, it may not be uncommon for immortals to join the WTO. Even if it is still difficult for ordinary people to see immortals, it may not be the case for a country. The world is so big, and each immortal gate has its own favorite country... Not really. Speaking of them being narrow-minded, Dazhen is naturally everyone's favorite, but the world is vast, and more talk is more chaotic."

Ji Yuan didn't say it thoroughly, but the master of the Yin family also basically understood that the birth of civil and military luck is closely related to Dazhen, even though this is also the human luck of the entire human race. What about Dazhen?

"Then since Mr. Ji has no opinion on this article, he will submit it to His Majesty tomorrow morning."

"Well, by the way, Ji hoped that Master Yin would tell the current Emperor Dazhen that he still had to keep his mind steady. Although Dazhen was in the upper seat at the Dragon Transformation Banquet, Master Yin must understand why?"

Yin Zhaoxian sighed, while Yin Qing, who was on the side, also smiled.

"Mr. Ji, after all, I am a courtier, and your Majesty is not a foolish person. I will try my best."

"It's a bit too much to think about, I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the court, let's drink tea."

Ji Yuan pointed to the cup on the table, Yin Qing hadn't touched it yet.

Yin Qing picked up the tea cup with a smile, and found that the tea in it was still warm and suitable for drinking. After taking a sip, she felt that it quenched her thirst. She suddenly thought of something and asked Ji Yuan a question.

"Okay, by the way, sir, it's a rare opportunity. Just stay at our house for the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Yes, Mr. Ji, this year is really rare, so let's stay for the New Year. Now that I'm old, maybe I won't have this opportunity in the future."

Seeing Yin Zhaoxian say this with a smile, Ji Yuan is also not good at refusing.

"Okay, Ji will not leave today for Chinese New Year. By the way, Zao Niang and Hu Yun are still in the Dragon Palace, and they will come together when the time comes."

"That's great!"

Hearing that Hu Yun came, Yin Qing was even happier.

……

At the same time, far away in Nanhuangzhou, Zuo Wuji was walking alone in the rivers and lakes. Now it is winter again. Zuo Wuji is wearing strong clothes and a heavy cloak. On this day, he walked along the road to the outside of a big city.

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

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

With his reverie about this city, Zuo Wuji stepped forward, and soon he arrived outside the city gate, and entered the city along with the sporadic flow of people who entered the city nearby.

Originally, there were not too many people coming and going from outside the city. Zuo Wuji thought that the city might not have the atmosphere of his hometown for Chinese New Year, but after he came in, he realized that he thought too much. In the open shop, most of the shopkeepers and staff are also happy to show a smile.

"Yes, thinking about the day after the day after New Year's Eve, many shops have closed early, and many helpers should have gone home for the Chinese New Year. Naturally, this point will be deserted..."

Zuo Wuji muttered to himself, feeling a little distressed. He didn't have much trouble on his body, and he didn't know that he couldn't afford to live in an inn. Maybe it would be better to find a firewood room to deal with it. The key is communication.

The people in this place speak very differently from those 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. I don't understand, he is not an immortal, he doesn't have such a wonderful sense of consonance, and it is even more impossible to hear words and recognize sounds and learn to use them.

And after passing through some places, the words are still changing. Fortunately, this change is not an exaggeration, but today, when he arrived at the city of Kuwainan, he still had a headache.

But first of all, he also had to find a suitable inn. Zuo Wuji would not have the heart to try it in such a luxuriously decorated place.

"Hey, but this city is still not as lively as my Dazhen!"

Zuo Wuji's mentality is still relatively relaxed. The so-called master of art is daring. No matter how bad the situation is, he has encountered it. The big deal is to find a place that is slightly sheltered from the wind and sleep in the open air. Wild ghost.

However, the city is really big. Zuo Wuji has been shopping for a while, but he can't find an inn that is not too high-end. He also tried to ask. After some difficult exchanges, he learned that he had no money, and most of them were rejected. outside.

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

"Baozi - freshly baked buns - vegetable and meat filling, full of weight, two cents a piece, the old man is not deceived-"

There is a bun shop on the street. There is only one shopkeeper in it, who is shouting hard. It is almost evening, and passers-by occasionally stop to buy some buns.

Every time the steamed buns that have just been steamed are opened by the owner, the fragrant and warm taste will blow through the street along the wind, and also blow to Zuo Wuji's side.

"It smells good, it should be delicious!"

Thinking this way, Zuo Wuji also sighed, and took out a dozen copper coins from the belt under the cloak. Anyway, this amount of money can't do anything major, so it's better to buy some meat buns and have a good meal.

Thinking of doing it, Zuo Wuji's figure flashed slightly, and he turned in the direction of Baozipu with a subtle change. In a blacksmith shop in the distance, there was a single-clothed man who was working on iron, but at this moment, he looked up at the direction of the street. at a glance.

In front of Baozi Shop, the shop owner happened to send two customers away when he saw a tall man coming to the door, and he immediately greeted him warmly.

"Hey, this guest officer, our steamed buns are thin-skinned and big-stuffed, fragrant, soft, and delicious! One for two cents, six for ten cents, a well-known dish. Meat stuffing! 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 speaking for a long time, Zuo Wuji simply didn't say much, and took out ten coins and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper understood immediately.

"Okay, six big buns with vegetables and meat! Guest officer, you're a little...hey, that's not right, guest officer, some of your copper coins are not minted by us. Uh, this, I don't want to..."

"what?"

Zuo Wuji was stunned. Even if the coins were different, they were still copper coins. When encountering some merchants who slipped a bit, they would say that they would need to convert a little bit, but rarely encountered those who didn’t want them.

"Guest officer, I'm a small business, and I don't dare to make copper coins privately. It would be troublesome to exchange them on the black market, and I don't want to deal with them. I won't accept the copper coins. Would you like to exchange them elsewhere?"

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

Zuo Wuji was really dumbfounded. He weighed the copper coins in his hand. The weight of Dazhen's coins was much more than the uneven coins here~lightnovelpub.net~ The quality is good, but they don't accept them. Now they are in front of this bun shop. , saliva secreted, but told him that he couldn't eat, it was painful.

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

"Hey, I didn't expect Zuo Wuji to have such a miserable life on this New Year's Eve, hehe, when the masters found out, he would die of laughter!"

In the blacksmith shop on one side, there was always the sound of "ding jingle", but it suddenly stopped. A big man in a vest and a single shirt with ferocious muscles carried a big hammer and walked outside the blacksmith shop. Looking at the steamed bun shop across the wall, I saw the back of Zuo Wuji turning around.

"Are you from Yunzhou?"

Um?

Zuo Wuji was stunned for a moment, the familiar voice made him think he heard it wrong, rubbed his ears, then turned around, and saw a blacksmith who was much taller and stronger than him, looking at this sinew in winter Meat, this must be very powerful.

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

"That's right, right! I'm at Zuo Wuji, a person from Dazhen in Yunzhou, this dear brother is also a person from Yunzhou? At home, I rely on my parents, when I go out, I rely on friends, friends..."

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

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

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

"don't want."

Jin Jia replied succinctly, and returned to his anvil with the big hammer, raised his right arm high, and smashed it accurately and heavily on the iron embryo.

"When... when..."