Chapter 266 The Beginning of Bliss, Arriving at Jiuyou
Seeing Zhang Ying reincarnated again, Jiang Changsheng couldn't bear it, so he blessed him with 50,000 incense points in exchange for good luck in this life.
However, Zhang Ying in this life was not born in Dajing, but in Taihuang.
It is not known whether he was born by a warrior taking risks outside or in the Taihuang Sect.
Every year, warrior forces go to Taihuang to establish sects. Although they leave Dajing, they are still affiliated with Dajing because it is difficult for them to survive on their own and they must exchange resources.
Jiang Changsheng didn't go to see him. He had many good friends like Zhang Ying, and he couldn't pay attention to everyone. It was already a great favor to give him a blessing.
The days go by.
The news that the emperor was going to hold a grand event in the capital spread throughout the world. He also asked the White Guards to send invitations to all parts of Dajing, all princes, and major clans. He wanted to make this grand event a grand event, unprecedented and unparalleled!
In the following months, a large number of carriages and horses came in and out, making the capital city extremely lively.
Inside the Zong Palace.
Jiang Che was sitting in a small pavilion, staring at a group of Taoists who were refining elixirs not far away.
Chen Li sat in front of Jiang Che and talked about the emperor's actions. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I'm really worried that the atmosphere in Dajing will go astray from now on."
Jiang Che said calmly: "What are you afraid of? The emperor doesn't live as long as his subjects. We can correct it later."
It is impossible to say that he has no resentment in his heart. This is a good opportunity for all the civil and military officials in the court to see whether the next emperor will be more wise and enlightened after he leaves.
Of course, the reason why he didn't care was based on Dajing's foundation. Dajing couldn't be in chaos.
There are no strong enemies outside and the country is peaceful inside.
Is there anyone in the country who dares to rebel?
To be honest, he was really looking forward to the scene of a rebellion, which would allow people all over the world to recall the methods that the Taoist Ancestor used to use.
Chen Li saw that he no longer wanted to care about the imperial power, so he could only give up. He turned to look at the group of Taoists and asked curiously, "Do they really have talent?"
Jiang Che said: "The alchemy skills taught by Xiao Penglai are quite powerful. You see, although I have not been able to refine the elixir of immortality, my health is indeed getting better and better. Let's take it step by step."
Chen Li looked at him and nodded, and an idea came to his mind.
Should I follow suit?
Chen Li knew that his talent in martial arts was not first-rate. Moreover, he was busy with government affairs on weekdays and had little time to practice martial arts. So how long could he live?
…
The emperor issued an edict, and various parts of the country took quick action. In addition, the teleportation arrays in various places had begun commercial use, and more and more talented men and beautiful women rushed to the capital. Before the event even began, the capital was already bustling with activity. Every street was filled with talented men reciting poems and playing music in groups, and charming songs could be heard from the courtyards.
The paradise that Jiang Qing wanted had already begun to take shape in the capital.
The three Baiqi demons also come into the city from time to time to play and enjoy themselves.
On this day, Mu Lingluo returned to Longqi Mountain. It turned out that the Mu family was also invited. The Mu family bought a mansion in the capital, but since she was back, she naturally had to accompany Jiang Changsheng.
"The capital city is really lively. The streets are full of various martial arts performances, people writing inscriptions, walking monsters, and selling beast bones. Fortunately, the capital city is big enough."
Mu Lingluo sat next to Jiang Changsheng and smiled. Even though she was aloof by nature, she was still quite curious about the capital city like this.
The capital city is expanding every year and has reached ten times its original size. Someone once joked that if this continues, Sizhou could be renamed Jingzhou.
Jiang Changsheng held her hand and said with a smile: "Since you like me, stay longer."
When Ji Wujun saw this scene, he tactfully left the yard.
Only Jiang Changsheng and Mu Lingluo were left in the courtyard.
Mu Lingluo tilted his head slightly and said, "Then are you willing to accompany me? You have been in Dajing for so long, but you still haven't made time to accompany me. I know you like to practice, and so do I, but we have to leave some time for each other, right?"
Jiang Changsheng thought about it and felt that it was indeed necessary. It didn’t matter if he practiced less for a few days.
"When the event starts, I will accompany you down the mountain to take a look. I also need to experience the prosperity of the world." Jiang Changsheng said with a smile. As he spoke, he reached out and touched her head.
Mu Lingluo smiled, she seemed to have thought of something, her cheeks slightly red, and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Changsheng slowly pulled her up and said something in her ear, which made her look expectant.
"I will definitely practice hard and wait until that day comes."
Mu Lingluo said seriously, with fighting spirit in his eyes.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and then pulled her towards the house.
Mu Lingluo was held by him, her face blushing, but her eyes were full of joy.
The other side.
Baiqi, Huangtian and Heitian lay on the eaves, looking at the scholars who were arguing with each other in the courtyard below, and the three demons made comments from time to time.
This courtyard was bought privately by the emperor in the past. The scholars who could enter this courtyard must be extremely talented and full of vigor and vitality.
Ji Wujun suddenly appeared beside Bai Qi and sat down.
Bai Qi asked in surprise: "Why are you here? Aren't you interested in these?"
Ji Wujun looked down and said calmly, "Miss Mu is here."
"I'm here, so what's the matter?"
"I saw Daozu holding her hand, shouldn't I avoid him?"
“Is this true or false?”
Bai Qi's eyes lit up and he suddenly became excited.
What is this?
The iron tree blooms?
It used to think that Daozu didn't like this, but now that Mu Lingluo has aroused Daozu's interest in this area, its chances are greater.
Ji Wujun replied: "Yes, that's normal. Daozu does treat her differently."
Bai Qi came to his senses, looked at her, and said in amazement: "You don't have any thoughts about Daozu, do you? Let's make it clear first, get in line!"
Hearing this, Ji Wujun couldn't help but roll his eyes and said unhappily: "Don't say I don't have any ideas. Even if I do, why would I argue with you? Who do you think you are?"
Bai Qi shook his body and said with a proud smile: "I am not as strong as you, but I am more open-minded. Just wait and see. Master will understand my goodness sooner or later. I also have my talents."
Ji Wujun frowned and moved away with disgust, fearing that he would be contaminated by its evil stench.
But when he looked into the courtyard again, Ji Wujun's heart could not calm down.
Her heart was still in the courtyard on the mountain, curious about what Daozu and Miss Mu were doing.
…
In October, the weather was clear and the Changle Festival officially began. The whole capital was in jubilation. The emperor held a banquet in front of the Human Emperor Monument and invited famous prostitutes to sing poems and songs written by literati. Then the dignitaries from all over the country selected who was more outstanding. Everyone had a lot to cast, and those who got eighteen lots would be announced to the whole city by the White Guards, and all the buildings in the city would sing.
Jiang Changsheng was wearing white clothes and walking with Mu Lingluo in the crowd. The two of them were like a fairy couple, attracting many people's attention.
Behind them, Ji Wujun, Baiqi, Huangtian and Heitian followed.
Ji Wujun said helplessly: "Why do we have to follow Daozu?"
Bai Qi smiled proudly and said, "This is the master's first time visiting the market, so of course I have to accompany him."
Huang Tian shouted: "That's right!"
The people and warriors of the capital city have become accustomed to wolves and cats that can speak human language, because there are many such monsters in the capital city. Lord Baiqi of Longqi Mountain is a monster wolf, which is a mascot in the hearts of the people of the capital city and can bring good luck.
Jiang Changsheng felt the lively atmosphere on the street and felt inexplicably at ease.
Since he was reincarnated, he has been hiding in the mountains to practice martial arts. This is the first time he has come down the mountain to feel the festive atmosphere. At this moment, he feels that he has merged with this world instead of playing a game.
The believers are not just believers, but real living people.
Tao follows nature. What is nature? It is not the nature of the rules of heaven and earth, but also the nature of the human world.
Jiang Changsheng had a clear understanding and was immersed in it.
Mu Lingluo was paying attention to the rouge and powder. Normally, she disliked these things the most, but today, when she came here with Jiang Changsheng, she inexplicably wanted these things.
When they accidentally met disciples from the Murong family, the Fuyue family, the Longqi Temple and others on the street, their faces changed drastically when they saw them and they quickly avoided them.
The world is prosperous and the red dust is rolling.
The Changle Festival hosted by the emperor was a success, more successful than the civil and military officials had expected. They had thought that this would be the beginning of Da Jing's decline, but they did not expect it to be so different. Most of the poems by the literati praised the Taoist ancestors and the emperors of Da Jing and famous generals and ministers. As their poems spread in the streets and alleys of the capital, they also gathered the hearts of the people and a kind of sincere pride was born.
At this time, all the ministers finally understood what the emperor meant. Bliss is not just about mortal desires, it can also be about mental pleasure.
The Changle Festival lasted for seven days and seven nights, and the lights in the capital city never went out at night.
After the meeting, Mu Lingluo followed the Mu family back and prepared to continue the battle in Taihuang.
Guests from all over the country also returned one after another, and the legend of the Changle Festival spread. It was said that at the Changle Festival in the capital, one could see the best martial arts, the most stunning poetry, the most moving beauties, the most delicious wine, the richest auctions, and so on.
By the second year of Changle, people all over the country were still discussing the Changle Festival, but the emperor did not indulge in it. Instead, he decided to hold it once every ten years, so that it would appear precious.
Early March.
After the clone came back, Jiang Changsheng merged it and began to feel the Classic of Mountains and Seas and the Mirror of Heaven and Earth. The two treasures became stronger and stronger. He felt that if he took them out alone, he could already suppress ordinary Martial Emperors.
After playing with them for a while, Jiang Changsheng released his clone again and let the clone take the two treasures away.
The other side.
Deep underground.
One after another, wandering ghosts emerged from the top of the underground world, all with confused looks on their faces, and flew towards the underworld below that was emitting a faint green light.
A soul fell from the sky and landed on the ground.
He stared at the underworld, his expression changed, and he murmured: "My name is Zhang Ying... Vice President of Qiyuan Chamber of Commerce, why am I here?"
He looked down at his hands, then touched his soul and passed through it.
He realized that he was dead.
Memories of his death flooded into his mind, as well as the experiences of his next two lives, but the experiences of the next two lives were short and insignificant.
He smiled bitterly and stepped forward.
"Could this be the legendary Nine Netherworld? People must come here after they die? Strange, why didn't I come here the last two times I died..."
Zhang Ying muttered to himself. The ghosts around him were not as crazy as he was. Most of them seemed to have no intelligence and flew to the underworld in a daze.
