wear it lord god

Chapter 2651 Immortal Realm Workers 19 (The End)

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a comfortable little bed, with incense burning beside me. Next to me was a courtyard, and I could hear the occasional crisp sound of water being poured from bamboo tubes and tapped against stones.

I've been here before; it's the Fragrance Pavilion.

A maid entered carrying a tray with a sky-blue teacup, along with some snacks and fruit.

After arriving, he knelt down beside her, placed the items from the plate one by one on the bedside coffee table, and finally said, "Goddess, please enjoy," before leaving.

What's happening?
Since she was already there, she decided to make the best of it. She picked up her teacup, gently skimmed off the unopened tea leaves with the lid, closed it slightly, and took a small sip.

Mmm, the tea has a rich aroma.

There were four kinds of pastries and a fruit platter on the coffee table.

I picked up a piece of rice cake, took a bite, and it was mint flavored. The other dishes—osmanthus crystal cake, red bean paste rice cake, and egg tarts—were all reasonably priced and had a popular taste.

"Do you like it?" The high-ranking official had arrived unnoticed, still dressed in his old clothes, carrying a book. He stood behind her.

I love it, I love it so much! *sobs* I'm so touched. After doing so many missions, I'm either on my own planet or on the street in the rest area.

"This mission was completed very well, and the original owner gave it the highest rating." A page appeared in front of me, neither too high nor too low, making me feel like I was watching a movie while lying at home.

The high-ranking official walked around behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and began to massage them gently.

I originally wanted to refuse; this is a system belonging to a god! What have I done to deserve being served by the main system?
But what was on the page made her not want to miss a single shot...

When Fairy Fengjun awoke, she was in a daze.

She seemed to have lost her livelihood and income in the celestial realm, and finally exhausted her merits, falling to the mortal world and being killed by a strange iron cart.

She was then reborn, returning to the first day of her ascension. However, she couldn't control her body, as if she had been possessed by someone else.

This person helped her choose to enter the Ye Palace, and then she started selling insoles. Eventually, she had her own courtyard to manage, a shop, and became a steward of the Ye Palace, thus obtaining a celestial position.

It all felt like a dream, and when she got up, it was already very late. Luckily, she was now a hospital administrator, so no one bothered her about what she was doing, and she could sleep as long as she wanted.

After tidying up, I pushed open the bedroom door and walked out into the small inner courtyard, where the outer courtyard suddenly became lively.

The doors to the rooms on both sides of the courtyard were all open, and more than a dozen immortals were busy at work. Some were checking whether the finished products were up to standard, some were packing and sorting according to size, and some were moving and stacking goods.

In the center of the courtyard was the cutting area, where seven or eight cultivators, both men and women, used sharp knives and their brute strength and skill to cut off dozens or even hundreds of layers of hemp cloth, following the pattern of shoe insoles.

Dozens of fairies, some gathered together, some in twos and threes, and some alone, quickly sewed insoles with special tools with thick threads hanging from them, in places they felt comfortable.

No one got up, because "she" had decreed that there was no need to bow in the Fengjun Courtyard; one should just do one's own thing. Bowing was a waste of time; it was better to sew an extra insole or even rest for a while than to bow.

At first, almost all the immortals were not used to it, but they quickly adapted. Here, income is calculated based on individual output and contribution, with the lowest being similar to that outside, but most earning more.

For example, among the first batch of Concentrating Heart and Moving Mountain Fairies, one became a manager, and the other became the group leader of the North Heavenly Gate group. The Moving Mountain Fairy not only received a monthly salary, but also a percentage of sales, and her monthly income was higher than that of the managers in other courtyards of the Inner Palace, comparable to that of the great immortals in good places.

Furthermore, there is some exciting news: the Imperial Palace plans to transfer some of the immortals from the Fengjun Academy to the Imperial Palace and register them in the future.

Outside the courtyard was a drying ground, where shoe insoles were laid out in rows, forming a large, impressive display.

A dozen or so immortals used magic to dry one of their shoe insoles, turning it into a dried insole.

Next to the drying ground, there was a dozen or so buckets constantly being used to prepare the sizing solution, and next to them was the sizing application area. After the sizing was applied, it was taken to the drying ground and spread out one by one.

Currently, the entire Fengjunyuan compound, both inside and out, occupies almost the size of three branch courtyards. The monthly revenue collected accounts for 70% of the entire Yegong Palace's income.

The fairies in the inner palace all want to enter the Fengjun Academy, and people from the inner palace will be considered first. However, half of them feel that it is too tiring and they can't persevere, so they return to their original positions.

Fengjun Academy is constantly expanding, so it's always hiring. Anyone who wants to come will have a place, but we don't tolerate idlers. Those who can't handle the work or aren't efficient will just watch others earn more money. Those who don't meet performance targets will be given a maximum of two months to adapt; if that doesn't work, they'll be let go. There are plenty of people outside looking to make a living here.

Just then, a cart was going to deliver goods to the commercial street, so Fairy Fengjun got on the oxcart and went along.

Along the way, many immortals greeted her. Her immortal name was known to almost everyone, because almost everyone had insoles in their shoes that were either ironed or embroidered with the words "Feng Jun" (奉君, meaning "Serve the Emperor").

She bowed in return, a smile still on her face. An hour later, when they arrived at the commercial street, her arms were numb, and her cheeks ached from smiling.

Above the shop's main entrance hangs a plaque inscribed with the words "Fengjun Insoles Shop" by the Jade Emperor. This plaque was obtained by the head of the inner palace through a request to Zhenwu Emperor, who guards the North Heavenly Gate, from the Jade Emperor. For this purpose, Fengjun Temple provides Zhenwu Emperor with exclusive insoles, and insoles for his family and residence are also sent to him free of charge annually according to a set quantity. From now on, the soldiers of the North Heavenly Gate can purchase insoles at a discounted price. On the first floor, many lower-ranking immortals, dressed in ordinary Taoist robes or even resembling barefoot immortals, are buying insoles.

Up on the second floor, in the middle was the goods selection area, where the materials were of higher quality, such as insoles made of fine linen, cotton, and silk. Next to it was a separate small room where skilled embroiderers could come and take on work, earning some pocket money after completing their pieces. If their embroidery was excellent, they were very likely to be hired.

The third floor is decorated like a tea room, with elegant seats around the perimeter, where you can enjoy tea while selecting your favorite patterned fabrics to make insoles. The highest price, three crystals, is enough to buy a custom-made feather robe from the Weaver Girl's Clothing Shop, yet there are still immortals flocking to it, with three to five orders placed every month.

As Fengjun Fairy observed along the way, she found that "she" had made excellent arrangements. Almost everyone was trustworthy, each fulfilling their duties diligently and without complaint. She hardly had to do anything; as long as she didn't rebel or embezzle, she could simply wait for the money to arrive.

In the Immortal Realm Bank, her account held an astonishing deposit of over a million crystals. These crystals alone would be enough to keep her from starving for hundreds of thousands of years in the Immortal Realm.

Why was "she" able to do so well, while she herself ended up with a tragic fate?

Fengjun Fairy went downstairs in a daze and ran into an old acquaintance on the first floor.

"Fairy Fengjun, what a coincidence."

"Marquis Wu'an, An." She looked up and immediately bowed: "Here to buy insoles?"

"Yes!" For some reason, Marquis Wu'an's ears turned a little red: "Walking back and forth at the North Heavenly Gate every day, even the thickest fabric will wear out quickly."

Seeing that Marquis Wu'an was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, she asked the fairy selling shoes for three pairs of insoles, saying that it would be put on her tab, and gave them to Marquis Wu'an.

"I can't accept this." Though she said this, she took it. After all, she needed to use it.

"You're a regular customer, you come here often, it's rare to see you here." After exchanging a few pleasantries, she said goodbye and left.

Marquis Wu'an gripped the insole in his hand tightly, watched the figure walking away, made up his mind, and quickly chased after it.

"Fengjun..." Marquis Wu'an looked at the pretty face, her bright eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him, and said with a forced smile, "Actually, His Majesty had already planned to betroth you to me, and was just waiting to return after the war to bestow the marriage. I never expected that I would die on the battlefield, and you would also die young."

The Fairy Fengjun was stunned, staring blankly up at the tall and mighty Marquis Wu'an.

He was originally a war god in the mortal realm, defending against external enemies and saving the people at home, possessing both benevolence and decisive ruthlessness. After sacrificing his life for his country, he was bestowed with merits and a posthumous title, and ascended to immortality.

I heard that he was defending the borders, and since military generals often face life-or-death situations, all the young women in the capital respected him, and some even cried and begged to marry him. But their elders ruthlessly thwarted their hopes and quickly arranged marriages for them.

So he's getting on in years and still unmarried.

The age difference is quite large, twelve or sixteen? But they've both ascended to immortality, so it's normal for immortal puppets to be a thousand or ten thousand years apart. Anyway, their appearance can be old or young, and they can look as old as they want.

Even the thick-skinned Marquis of Wu'an blushed slightly at this point: "Well, I'm about to become a squad leader, and once I'm promoted to a centurion, I can request a marriage decree. I will definitely marry you then, are you willing to wait for me?"

Fengjun Fairy was completely stunned, not knowing what to say, and subconsciously murmured, "Was it decided by Father Emperor?"

In my memory, I seemed to have run into the Imperial Concubine and my father in the palace garden. The Imperial Concubine mentioned that she had grown up and become more and more beautiful, which was a good thing for Marquis Wu'an. She blushed and ran away.

"Then it's settled." When Marquis Wu'an took her agreement, he happily took out a gold seal the size of a thumb from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand: "This is a token, you must wait for me."

He then left happily and in a great hurry, unable to suppress the smile on his face the whole way.

Upon closer inspection, the gold seal is a marquis's seal, which must have been buried with it.

Well... never mind, let's leave it at that. There are countless talented and extraordinary people in the immortal realm. Let alone becoming a commander, even getting promoted is no easy feat. Being all alone, perhaps having someone to ascend to immortality with could offer some support in the future.

Sometimes, fate has its own plan; things that seem impossible, or things that seem like they'll never happen, can come true very quickly.

While most of the heavenly soldiers and generals were becoming lax, Marquis Wu'an fought like a madman. Otherwise, how could 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals not subdue a single stone monkey? He didn't want to stand out; even if he subdued it, he might not get promoted, and the celestial realm was full of intricacies. He was facing death from above, and if he didn't fight, he would die, so he risked everything.

After a major demon invasion, Marquis Wu'an was commended by the True Martial Emperor for his meritorious service in resisting the demons.

When asked what reward he desired, Marquis Wu'an mentioned that he had a fiancée in the mortal realm and hoped that she would grant him that wish.

Upon hearing that his fiancée was the Fairy Fengjun, Emperor Zhenwu couldn't help but scratch his insole. These insoles had been gifts for the past few years—comfortable and durable. Even his own wife praised them highly, and his annual allowance was delivered on time every year.

Then I thought about how we needed a role model to motivate the soldiers, so I decided to give him one; it's just a wife.

The True Martial Emperor immediately sent someone to the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon to inquire. The Old Man Under the Moon calculated that they were a perfect match and was happy to grant their wish.

Thus, the Marquis of Wu'an was granted the title of Centurion and married the Fairy Lady Fengjun. After their marriage, they were busy with their own affairs, but when they were together, they were loving and affectionate, a model of marital harmony that was the envy of all.