Raising the Demon

Chapter 250
In the other courtyard of Wang's family, Zi Baifeng sat opposite the Fujun.

Fujun held the jade and played with it for a long time, but he still shook his head and said, "I can't see any difference."

Zi Baifeng shook his head, in this world, except for Zi Baifeng, few people could see something wrong with jade without crushing it.

Zi Baifeng took the jade stone, exerted force with two fingers, and with a snap, the jade stone shattered, and the aura escaped. In this aura, a wisp of dead air sank downward, like a black thread in white smoke.

"This... there is indeed a problem..." Fu Jun frowned, "Is it an exception?"

Zi Baifeng crushed another one.

"I'm still looking into what kind of harm this kind of jade is. If it's just a wisp of dead air, it won't have a big impact for the time being. But this kind of jade is not formed naturally, but man-made. It took so much effort to make it. This kind of jade was sold to Xijing again, and there is something strange about it. And I have clues that this Qi Taixun belongs to Jiuying."

"Are you sure?" The latter sentence proposed by Zi Baifeng is more important, and the Fujun frowned, "Qi Taixun is irrelevant, Li Qingyang is a highly valued official of the Ministry of Industry, and he is a cousin of Li Shilang from the Ministry of War If there is no solid evidence, it is really inappropriate to offend Li Qingyang... In fact, Li Qingyang may not be a big problem, but I am working hard to do the work of the Ministry of War, so that they can take advantage of the opportunity to mobilize the army , to strengthen the deployment of troops near Mengcheng, if Li Shilang is offended, I am afraid that the previous work will be wasted."

Zi Baifeng was silent, he was messing around in Xijing, no matter how dandy, no matter how excessive, it was just messing around, not involved in official duties, the Fujun just scolded him, and laughed it off with those big shots, for example, he and Lian The conflict in Yunping turned his Zhongshan other courtyard into the second courtyard of Zhongshan, and in the end it was nothing.

But when it comes to official business, it's different.

As the saying goes, smashing someone's job is equivalent to killing their parents. If Li Qingyang is really offended because of this, it will be a death feud.

"Therefore, we must be cautious about this matter. I know that you are in your position and you should manage your affairs, but it is important to perform your duties, but there is no need to sacrifice your own interests for this. Xijing is not Mengcheng, and will not leave you I can't turn it around." Fu Jun said.

Zibaifeng was silent.

Yes, in fact, even if it is Mengcheng, would it still be the same without him?Now that he is no longer in Mengcheng, isn't Mengcheng still doing well?
And here is Xijing, the entire Xijing is so big, there are so many strong people, there are countless people who are stronger than him, it is impossible for them not to discover the existence of Jiuying, and it is impossible for them to have no arrangements.

Could it be that I was worrying too much?
The Fujun shook his head and laughed and said: "I came back to Xijing, but it was different from before. I even advised you to dereliction of duty... You should think about this matter clearly and don't do things that you regret. No matter what you choose, I will support you." you."

The Fujun looked at Zi Baifeng, and his connection with Mengcheng seemed to be getting farther and farther. At that time, he returned to Xijing in a fit of anger. His original intention and original intention seemed to have been diluted by the trivial affairs of the government these days. He stood still more than before. The higher the height, the more thoughts in his heart will be different. It seems that a city and a pool of land can no longer keep him in mind all the time.

But the boy in front of him is different, no matter where he is, his heart is still there.

In that piece of haunted dream, land where mountains and rivers run out.

In this world, there are many more beautiful and richer places than there, but only there can make people feel so kind and at ease.

Because there is my hometown, no matter where I go back to my hometown...

But now, Xijing and Mengcheng are on the balance.

What the future holds, no one knows.

I don't know what kind of harm will be caused if some jade stones with dead energy are buried in the ground.

Offending Li Qingyang, what kind of impact it will have on the garrison in Mengcheng, and what kind of impact it will have on the negotiation process, I don't know.

Everything is unknown, Zi Baifeng can only desperately look at the pointer that is shaking in the blur, to see which side is more important.

In this world, there are always many multiple-choice questions that are difficult to choose.

But if it is not so difficult to choose, where is the need to choose?
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"Zeng Xian, you have climbed a high branch now, you should pay back the jade you owed me before." In an alley beside the Bishui River, Zeng Xian was blocked by a heavy flute.

Compared with the young monk a few years ago, Di Zhong is undoubtedly much older now, the eyes that are always enthusiastic are gone, replaced by an unspeakable numbness and emptiness, and the Taoist robe on his body is already a bit worn out , and the hands have become rough.

Zeng Xian secretly groaned in his heart.

It was a few years ago that he borrowed Di Zhongyu. At that time, he and Di Zhong were still in the most relaxed state. They also brought a sum of savings to Xijing from other places, and lived in Xijing lavishly. In his life, he once went to buy some elixir and forgot to bring jade, so Di Zhong paid the bill for him lavishly, saying that it was lent to him.

Afterwards, Di Zhong said that he had a better opportunity, and left this area. Unexpectedly, after a few years, he saw Di Zhong here again.

It seems that Di Zhong had inquired about his condition, and even knew that he "climbed to a high branch", but in fact, he is still unable to make ends meet, and Zi Baifeng's one-month probationary period is like a boulder weighing on his heart. He didn't know if he would be kicked away by Zi Baifeng after a month of hard work, and the reason was just an illusory sentence: "You have no pride."

But even if Zi Baifeng was willing to accept him, he began to hesitate.

These days, he has heard too many rumors about Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping.

Lian Yunping is the candidate for the next head of Zhongshan Sect, the most powerful cultivation school in Xijing.

What if he really became Zi Baifeng's disciple and was regarded as a thorn in the side of the Zhongshan School?
Thinking of the majesty of those Zhongshan School disciples, he felt chills all over his body.

Should I confess to Zi Baifeng that I don't want to be his client anymore?

He was also very entangled in his heart for a while, that's why he came to this drifting gathering place involuntarily, and that's why he was caught by Di Zhong.

"The flute is heavy..." Zeng Xian showed a smile that was uglier than bitter, "I will definitely return the jade to you, but I don't have it right now, so I will return it to you when I have it, okay?"

"Haven't you already become a servant of a big man?" Di Zhong showed a puzzled look. At this time, Zeng Xian had the feeling that he had vaguely seen the young monk back then.

"It's just a trial, and I have already decided to give up this opportunity." Zeng Xian said.

Di Chong shook his head, and then showed a flattering smile. This kind of expression would never appear on the high-spirited young man in the past. He grabbed Zeng Xian's arm and said, "Zeng Xian, then pay me back first." A little bit, I can't even pay this month's aura tax now."

Reiki tax...

Zeng Xian didn't know what he said, he opened his empty pockets, and showed a sad smile to Di Zhong, the jade of spiritual energy tax?He is gone too.

In fact, he has been evading the spiritual energy tax for two months. The Prison Department has only one way to deal with his practice of evading the spiritual energy tax, or forced labor, or compulsory collection of jade, and then drive him out of Xijing directly. , never come back.

Zeng Xian turned around and left the side of the Bishui River in a daze, stumbled and didn't know where he was going, he specifically looked for a place where there were no people, as if he wanted to avoid the crowded crowd that made him feel even more lonely, and stay away from all the troubles of the world.

If time could be turned back, he felt that he would definitely not choose to go down the mountain, but would choose to meditate in front of his master's solitary grave and spend his life peacefully.

In this world, what is worth paying so much for?Your own dreams, your own dignity, your own future?
does it worth?Is it really worth it?
Zeng Xian leaned against a sunny courtyard wall, then slowly sat down on the ground, raised his head, and let the sunlight make his eyes water.

Everyone, there is always a time when they are extraordinarily fragile, and now, Zeng Xian has undoubtedly touched his own fragile nature.

Just when Zeng Xian was sitting down on the ground, in a daze, a small stone ran past him like a gust of wind, and two monks chased him up from behind, shouting angrily while chasing him: "Little bastard, stop! stop!"

"Why don't you stop?" Little Shitou didn't turn his head, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he ran fast.

"Look at the marbles!" Little Shitou turned around suddenly, the slingshot in his hand was full, and the bullets flew out, directly hitting a person's face. I stop! Stop!"

"Your grandpa Shitou can't stand..." Xiaoshitou stopped before finishing his sentence.

In front of him, another monk unexpectedly turned around and blocked his way.

"Little bastard, you can't run away now!" The three monks, one in front and two behind, blocked the little stone's way with grim smiles.

Little Shitou looked left and right, and although he had been driven into a desperate situation, his eyes were still rolling, as if he was thinking of something.

"Little bastard, you're going to die today!" One of the monks said viciously, "Mr. Yunping let you go, you don't have the same knowledge as you, and you dare to make trouble, see if I don't pull your skin off!"

"Bah, the surname Lian stole my calligraphy, I want to get my calligraphy back!" While speaking, Xiao Shitou suddenly waved his hand and shot the slingshot in his hand. Zi Baifeng specially wrote "Disease", " The stone with the word "accurate" flew out, instantly cut through the space in the middle, and hit a person's face.

"Ouch!" One of them screamed with blood streaming down his face, covering one eye.

　The first update of the two updates today, and the morning update of the additional update.

　　
　
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