It was another morning, before dawn, Yang Jian had already woken up early and boxed in the yard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Brother Yang, you're healing so fast."

Zhijian, who was washing his face, saw Yang Jian, who was still lying on the bed yesterday and couldn't move, boxing, and was dumbfounded, "You don't have to rest anymore?" ”

"No need, the plan of the day is in the morning, I haven't been active for the past few days, and I feel itchy all over."

Yang Jian grinned, he didn't urge the true qi when he punched, but corrected his footwork with the aura of Haoran, and suddenly felt warm all over his body.

However, at this time, he could see that there was a resentment on Zhijian's face, and he couldn't help frowning, should this guy really have something wrong?

Zhijian washed his face and said, "It's not interesting to fight empty punches, why don't you go to the Qiantang Mansion Market with me later?" ”

Qiantang Mansion, east of the sea, surrounded by a large water plain, Qiantang Mansion is one of the most prosperous and wealthy cities in Jiangnan Province and even Luofu Kingdom, compared with the Jin King City, it is not worse at all.

"Qiantang Mansion is also the location of the Admiral Division of the Jiangnan Naval Division, and the current Seven Princes are sitting in Qiantang Mansion to train the naval army."

Along the way, Zhijian said as he walked, "Don't underestimate this Seventh Prince, he is only in his early twenties, and his cultivation is already in the Jindan period, and he is currently awarded the right governor, the king of Yue, among the princes, the cultivation is second only to the three princes, and the three princes are awarded the right prime minister of Zhongshu Province and the king of Wu." ”

Yang Jian listened and nodded, he suddenly remembered that he had heard someone on the battleship that the Yan Shenggong of the Luofu Kingdom, the left and right prime ministers of Zhongshu Province, the Taishi, the Taifu, the Taibao, the left and right governors, and the left and right Zhuguo, their cultivation was all in the Jindan period.

Whether it is a cultivator or a Confucian, the qi condenses into a pill, and the level is the same.

It's just that he is still in the Qi refining period, and he thinks of the Moqing Club again, and estimates that it will start in half a month, and he is still far away in Luofu Country.

Not long after Yang Jian and Zhijian left Zhuyuan.

A group of people rushed into the bamboo courtyard, led by a pampered young man, he was wearing a brocade robe and jade robe, he bowed and said: "Mrs. Lu, don't come unharmed!" ”

Lu Boliang is the head of the household who dismissed the official, he is also the Taifu, ranked as the third duke, and the official residence is a first-class official, which can be described as a very popular minister.

"Your Highness, the old man has been dismissed and returned to his hometown, and he is not interested in the political people." Lu Boliang walked out of the bamboo building and stood with his hands in his hands, neither humble nor arrogant, these days, the Seven Princes have repeatedly sent people to ask him to come out of the mountain again, but he refused.

"Taifu, where are you talking about this? Now that the Northern Expedition is imminent, the imperial court is the time to employ people, and Taifu should also give up his former suspicions with Prime Minister Li Cheng......"

Halfway through the Seventh Prince's words, he was suddenly interrupted by Lu Boliang and said, "Thank you Your Highness for your kindness, forgive the old man for not being able to obey his fate." ”

What kind of mess, it's nothing more than trying to use his prestige and strength to get himself involved in the battle for the prince, if he stands in the wrong line, it will cause big trouble, not to mention that he is already ranked as the third duke, what if he is on the right side? There is nothing more to add to this official.

"Presumptuous, old thing, you dare to rush against Your Highness." Beside the Seventh Prince, a military general reprimanded sharply, he was the commander of the Jiangnan Navy Division.

"Admiral Cai, you are also a fox and a fake tiger, you know how much food and salary you have withheld since you became the commander of the Jiangnan Navy Division."

Lu Boliang spoke righteously and forcefully, so that the Admiral took a few steps back again and again, not daring to say more.

"Old horseman, die!" The Seventh Prince was annoyed and angry, this Lu Boliang relied on the old and betrayed the old, which made him lose his majesty.

"I'm going to ask Your Highness for advice." Lu Boliang knew that this thing could not be good, he also drew qi to protect his body, he was in the Jindan period, and the Seventh Prince was also in the Jindan period, so he had to deal with it carefully.

Back to Qiantang Mansion, Yang Jian, who had been to the Jin King City, came to Qiantang Mansion and didn't feel anything.

Early in the morning, the market is already full of traffic, and there is an endless stream of buyers and sellers.

"By the way, there is a City God Temple Fair this morning, let's go and have a look!" Zhijian suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he took Yang Jian through the streets and alleys, and soon, at the exit of an alley, it suddenly opened up, there were temples in front of him, and each temple was full of people coming and going.

"The temple of Qiantang Mansion is in this area, you see, it is the City God Temple, the temple is dedicated to the City God, the God of Wealth, etc., as well as the Temple of Heaven, the Land Temple, the Confucian Temple, the Wenchang Temple and so on."

Naojian introduced them one by one, with an excited face.

In short, it is up to heaven and earth, down to the common mortal gods, everything is available.

In these temples, the incense is even more vigorous, and all kinds of people worship and pray for blessings.

"For example, we don't worship those land gods of wealth, let's go to the Temple of Heaven and Confucius Temple to worship the emperor and Confucius."

Zhijian tugged at the corner of Yang Jian's clothes, he strode to a magnificent temple, beckoned, and shouted, "This is the Temple of Heaven, and now it is popular to worship the emperor, and in some prefectures, there are temples of heaven." ”

"I'm not going."

Yang Jian shook his head, he was not interested in such a thing as sacrificial incense.

He turned his head and looked at the crowd of people, their faces were sad or happy, bitter or sad, competing to buy the high-priced incense and candles and offerings in the hands of the merchants, and with their own wishes, they entered different temples and bowed sincerely.

As for whether it is really sincere, I don't know, and of course I don't know if those who pray for blessings are doing bad things by doing bad things.

And if you do something bad and you can be forgiven by asking for blessings, then what justice is?

He touched his chin, suddenly thought of something, walked over again, and walked into the Temple of Heaven with Naojian.

Originally, it was the Son of Heaven to worship the heavens, and the ordinary people were not qualified, but in order to collect money, the government also built the Temple of Heaven in the provincial capital of the province and some larger cities under the instruction of Zhongshu Province.

It's just that most people still have awe of the heavens, and they don't dare to enter the Temple of Heaven to worship at will, and they are all wealthy families, so Yang Jian and Zhijian didn't see a few people when they arrived at the Temple of Heaven.

On the temple, there are only three idols, the middle one is the largest, ten zhang high, that is an elegant emperor, it is the emperor God, he is in charge of the sky, the left and right two five zhang high trumpet idols are worthy of enjoyment, the left is a kind woman, she is the Hou Di Shi, she is in charge of the land, and the right is an old master, he is a Confucian Sheng, responsible for educating people.

On the table on both sides, there are only tablets, no idols, Yang Jian looked around, there are five mountains and four blasphemy, this is the gods, there are Meng Xun and other Qing, this is the sub-sage.

Zhijian was just about to burn incense to worship, but suddenly Yang Jian stepped forward, knocked down the incense in his hand, and said: "The emperor is above, the thick earth is below, if you have anything, just tell me." ”

"You..."Zhijian was knocked down the incense, he was furious, hearing Yang Jian ask, he was even more angry, and said, "Sins and sins, the sky has eyes, you be careful that he sends disasters." With that, he leaned down again to collect incense.

"Then why didn't you think about that god when you did something wrong?"

Yang Jian stepped on the incense and said, "You are confused, you have followed Lu Lao for many years, what did he say?" To be a dignified person, the so-called son is silent and strange, and he is a fairy, but in fact, it is just your own heart. ”

"Me!" Zhijian raised his head and was about to say something, when he suddenly saw Yang Jian's face, his heart was shocked, and he turned his head to look at Huangtian again, which was somewhat similar.

He collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, took a few steps back, he raised his hand to Yang Jian, but then put it down again and asked, "What is your relationship with Huangtian?" ”

Yang Jian touched his face, is he so terrible? He also turned his head and looked at the idol of the emperor, which was not like himself? Besides, the person who built the temple has never seen Huangtian, who knows what Huangtian looks like.

He looked at Zhijian's eyes again, which were full of fear, and he suddenly realized that it was actually his majesty that scared Zhijian, as the so-called, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of grass ropes.

He simply pretended to be a fool and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it!" ”

"I—" Naojian lowered his head after a flustered face, and fell into a memory.