The disaster of the world begins with Dongfang Bubai

Chapter 156 The most unattainable white moonlight in life
“Then do you know that the salary you mentioned is all offered by all living beings?” Sun Wukong said.

Xi Mingzhang's expression remained calm:
"So, ever since I was named the God of Heaven and Earth, I have been conscientiously fulfilling my duties as a god, and have never slacked off for a single day."

"God of Plague, we have all heard about the seventh princess's affairs." Zhu Bajie said.

"Why are you all blaming me for the Seventh Princess's desire to be a mortal?" Xi Mingzhang said helplessly.

"It is obvious that she has tempted to be a mortal, and it was the Queen Mother who personally issued the decree. I have only provided a method that may be able to resolve her mortal desires."

"Isn't the Seventh Princess's fate a thousand times better than that of Princess Yao Ji? You can ask Yang Jian what the method I provided is like?"

"Humph, birds of a feather." Sun Wukong waved his hands at Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing and said, "Let's go."

Three rays of light rose from the ground and disappeared into the sky.

"Third Prince, why do these people always look at me with prejudice? Aren't you also a deity in heaven? Isn't it possible that you are small and cute, and it's not easy for people to hate you?"

Nezha raised his head and said:

"You are small and cute, that's because I always support the right, not the relatives. I will side with whoever is right."

After hearing this, Xi Mingzhang smiled but said nothing.

Lingxiao Palace.

The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother sat high above, with the gods of heaven lined up on both sides. Yang Jian, wearing silver armor and a black robe, stood in the center of the hall and spoke in a deep voice:
"In the past, Yang Jian did not listen to the Queen's advice and insisted on his own way. Today, he finally tasted the bitter fruit of being moved. It is right to limit the private desires of immortals according to the rules of heaven."

"Yang Jian feels deeply ashamed for this. I am grateful to the Heavenly Court for not abandoning me and never forgetting me. From now on, Yang Jian will do his utmost to defend the majesty of the Heavenly Rules and repay your majesty and your majesty for their kindness."

After listening to this, the Jade Emperor asked meaningfully:

"Yang Jian, is your mother Yao Ji right or wrong?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the hall became strange, and all the gods glanced at Yang Jian, wanting to see how he would react.

Everyone knows that Yang Jian believed that his mother was innocent, which was why he went to the Heavenly Palace to make trouble again and again.

The Jade Emperor saw that Yang Jian remained silent, his expression tense, and he emphasized:

"I'm asking you."

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly oppressive, the Queen Mother immediately said:
"Your Majesty, a son should not speak ill of his mother. Whether Yao Ji is right or wrong should not be said by Yang Jian."

"No, Yang Jian's answer is related to his attitude towards the Heavenly Law, he must answer." The Jade Emperor said firmly, and Yang Jian said with a serious expression:
"What if Yang Jian refuses to answer?"

"Then how can I trust to hand over the Heavenly Law to someone with an ambiguous attitude?"

There was silence in the palace for a while, and the Queen Mother said meaningfully:
"Yang Jian, after you make your position clear, I will order that no one in the Three Realms is allowed to mention Yao Ji's affairs again, and no one is allowed to criticize you. Otherwise, you will be severely punished according to the law."

After a while, Yang Jian looked around, his eyes paused for a moment on a beautiful figure in white, and said:

"My mother was wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dry laugh was heard in the hall.

"Nezha, what are you laughing at?" The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Your Highness, I am very happy for my sworn brother." Nezha walked out and replied to the top, then turned his head to look at Yang Jian:
"Second brother, you said your mother was wrong, but that doesn't mean you have forgotten your roots. You just suddenly became sensible."

These sarcastic words immediately drew a sharp rebuke from the Queen Mother:

"Nezha!"

"The little god is here."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Nezha's little face was full of innocence:

"I thought the Queen wanted me to catch some unfaithful and unfilial son!"

The Queen Mother's face froze, and she was so angry that she didn't know what to say. Then, the Jade Emperor said:
"Yang Jian, from now on, you are the God of Justice who governs the laws of heaven."

He paused:
"God of Plague."

"The little god is here." Xi Mingzhang walked out calmly.

"You are the only one in the Heavenly Court who likes to wear a Taoist robe and call yourself a poor Taoist all the time. With your lazy nature, I'm afraid you've long been tired of holding the power of the Heavenly Law."

"Your Majesty is the one who knows me well. From now on, I only need to manage the plague department and deal with the plague symptoms in the world. I feel much more relaxed now. I would like to thank you for your kindness."

"She's pretty, but don't think too highly of her." The Jade Emperor used Xi Mingzhang's usual tone to say something and then added:

"Yang Jian is new to the Heavenly Principle, so it's inevitable that he will make mistakes. From now on, you will help him check for omissions and make up for them. If there is anything wrong, you can come directly to me or the queen."

Immediately, Xi Mingzhang's body became rigid, as if the sky was about to fall down if he failed to stop the attack.

The immortals and gods around couldn't help laughing and felt very relieved.

Over the years, ever since the Heavenly Laws were put in place, many people have discovered that someone in the Plague Palace has a rigid four-hour schedule for handling official business.

Every morning, he spent two hours dealing with tedious clerical affairs. In the afternoon, he went down to the mortal world, leading the four plague envoys and his heavenly generals to inspect the mortal world for two months.

Before this, someone in the Plague Palace always let his subordinate gods handle official documents, and then spent one or two hours every day to make the final decision on the documents. He then ordered the four plague gods under his command to go to the mortal world and inflict plague on living beings according to the decisions of the documents.

"Your Majesty, I think Erlang Shen..."

As soon as Xi Mingzhang opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the Jade Emperor:

"I think this is the best solution. No need to say more. I will adjourn the court."

Afterwards, groups of immortals walked out of the Lingxiao Palace. When Yang Jian walked out alone, Chang'e in white appeared in the corner.

As soon as he saw her, he knew that Chang'e was in trouble, so he walked over and said:

"Fairy."

"It should be a good thing for you to be the God of Justice, but do you really think your mother is wrong?"

"What do you think, fairy?"

"It doesn't matter what I think, it's you who matters."

"Yang Jian was tormented for more than a thousand years by the word love. At least for Yang Jian, it was the law of heaven that saved me."

"Have you ever really fallen in love with the Third Princess? Did you marry her for love or to repay a favor? You are not the only one who deserves sympathy in your marriage. The Third Princess may have done something wrong, but one thing is for sure: she loves you."

When Chang'e said this, she turned her head slightly and saw a young Taoist priest in a yellow robe appear at some point. She was stunned.

"What Fairy Chang'e said just now, it seems that if the Heavenly Law is in my hands, it will specifically harm the Three Realms." Xi Mingzhang sighed lightly:
"Alas, it is said that the fairy Chang'e who lives in the Moon Palace is kind and beautiful. I wonder how many people think of her but cannot get her. But I didn't expect that she would be influenced by other people's opinions. She is a person who cannot distinguish right from wrong."

"White moonlight?" Chang'e looked puzzled.

"I have heard a story about a female thief who met a cook in an inn, and the two of them had a fruitless love affair."

"Finally, the cook asked the female thief for a piece of her hair as a parting gift in an embarrassed and joking tone. However, the female thief felt that she was a thief and her things were not clean, so she pulled the cook and pointed at the moon and said."

"This is my purest and most precious thing, and now it belongs to you."

Xi Mingzhang said leisurely:

"Because the moon has heard all of the thief's thoughts, feelings, thoughts, and memories, it is the treasure she has treasured for her whole life. From now on, she is destined to wander around the world without a place to rely on, so she gave the moon as a gift."

"It is telling the cook that from now on, all the unspeakable pain, hope, longing and comfort can be told to it."

"So, for the cook, this female thief is like the most unattainable white moonlight in his life."

(End of this chapter)