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Jiang Wang said seriously: "The emperor naturally knows how to employ people. I am not a mere real person who can say that. I don't know Tian Anping, but the emperor definitely understands."

Zhusui nodded, stopped talking about this, and asked: "Is it your intention for your little maid to come to Qingyang Town?"

Jiang Wang shook his head and said: "My arrangement for her is to ask her to join Desheng Trading Company, give her 30% of my share, and ask her to go into business in the future and live on this foundation."

"That seems to be the intention of our new Lord Bowang." Zhusui said slowly: "This boy is really cunning. He is more cunning than his father, and more cunning than his ancestors."

Chongxuan Futu is a dignified man, and Old Marquis Chongxuan Yunbo has a strong character. Although they both lack wisdom, there is no way they can be cunning!

Chong Xuan Sheng is the kind of person who always smiles. The more he wants to kill people, the more harmless his smile becomes. He can stab someone in the back but never go around to the front.

Jiang Wang didn't want to comment on the Chongxuan family, so he said softly: "If Lord Zhusui feels it is inappropriate, I will take Xiaoxiao away later."

"What's wrong?" Zhusui said lazily: "Look at the mixed vegetables, frozen wine, fresh fruits, clean clothes, good tobacco bags...what's wrong?"

He put the dry tobacco bag on the small table, sat up slowly, and showed his silk clothes and cloth shoes to Jiang Wang: "Look at my new clothes and shoes, she made them all by herself. They fit me very well."

Jiang Wangdao: "When she was a child, her family worked as tailors."

Zhusui glanced at him and said, "No wonder!"

Jiang Wangdao: "Her craftsmanship is indeed good, and what's more rare is that she is very considerate of you."

"No wonder I said, no wonder she is loyal to you." Zhusui said: "Who would remember what a maid does at home, and who would arrange a way out for his maid before going all out? What kind of master?

Would you quietly say nice things to a maid in front of a bad old man? Especially since you have reached the level you are now."

"I am not as kind as Lord Zhusui thinks." Jiang Wangdao said, "She is very diligent and attentive to her work. She has saved me a lot of effort over the years. She deserves everything I give her."

"Stop calling me sir, I'm retired." Zhusui said, and glanced at him again: "You're retired too."

Jiang Wang then smiled.

Zhusui lay back down again: "I will teach her something, but her talent as a maid is better than her practice, so it will be difficult for her to achieve anything."

Jiang Wangdao: "Being a maid does not require talent, only hard work. So you can see that she is the most hard-working person."

"The Divine Seal Technique gave her the possibility to rise, but it also limited her possibilities." Zhusui said: "You are now at the same level as the True God. As your fanatic believer, the upper limit can be somewhat higher - but

You know, that's still too low."

"Of course I know how tall you are, and I have personally witnessed your commitment. I can only say that I will continue to work hard to raise her upper limit." Jiang Wang said: "Dugu Xiaohui is a good apprentice, and she knows how to repay her kindness."

"She," Zhusui said calmly, "is a heartless person."

Jiang Wang opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Indeed, he could not refute these words. He respected the old man in front of him and did not want to lie to him.

Because of the gloomy past, Duguxiao has no emotions for the world and no distinction between good and evil in her heart. So far, the only reason why she has not done evil is that her master doesn't like it, that's all.

One day if he is no longer around, it won't be surprising if Dugu Xiao does anything.

But Zhusui said again: "I don't care."

Jiang Wang said seriously: "I will make her a good apprentice."

Zhu Sui sighed inexplicably without comment: "Human, the closer to the day of death, the more I like to reminisce. Recently, I always think of the past."

When I think of the past, I think of Martial Ancestor, and when I think of Martial Ancestor, I think of...well, reading.

Jiang Wang remained calm: "For example?"

As a watchman who has kept watch for the Qi Empire for thousands of years, Zhu Sui knows countless secrets. In the long history of Qi's hegemony, there are countless secrets that have been lost in time.

Jiang Wuliang, Duke Loulan, the details of the emperor's accession to the throne, and even the life of Emperor Wu... It's rare for Zhu Sui to have a conversation today. I don't know what to say?

Zhusui slowly ate a piece of orange and then said: "As early as that time in Kurongyuan, I saw that you were probably related to the Buddha Sect. Later, your experience also proved this. Xuankong Temple,

Mount Xumi, and even Xiyue Temple, are all more or less involved with you. They have all helped you or been helped by you. You have already seen me, Wen Zhong, Zhiwen Zhong, and Guangwen Zhong. But I

I often wonder...is your fate with Buddhism really a good one?"

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment and said: "There is no definite distinction between good and evil. Isn't it just about how people get along with each other?"

Zhu Sui smiled: "Yes."

Jiang Wang added: "You are a strong man during the Martial Ancestor period. The time you met the boy in the ruins of Kurongyuan was only a few years ago. It cannot be considered your past."

"None of this has anything to do with me. I have fulfilled my duties and completed my journey." Zhusui picked up the dry pipe, put it in his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes: "Go ahead.

."

Jiang Wang bowed quietly and left quietly.

Not long after, Dugu Xiao, a thin figure, walked in.

She was holding a cup of white fungus and snow pear soup in her hand. When she entered the hall, she was stunned for a moment.

Zhusui didn't open his eyes and only asked: "Do you often contact your master through the divine seal?"

Duguxiao came back to his senses, came closer, put down the soup, and quickly put away the food and wine. He replied quietly but clearly: "No. The master is a man in the sky, and he does big things. If it is not necessary, I can't

disturb."

"Then how did you know he was coming?" Zhusui asked.

Dugu Xiao didn't think about how Zhu Sui knew her "knowing". How could she understand Zhu Sui's power?

He just replied honestly: "It is the master's habit to open this skylight as soon as you enter the palace. And only open it half way, then the sound of the bamboo sea will be just right. So I think maybe the master has come back."

…

…

What exactly does Zhu Sui want to say?

Does it imply Hanging Temple, Mount Sumeru, or Kurongyuan?

Jiang Wang didn't want to listen deeply.

If it involves the first two, he will handle the relationship himself. If it involves Kurongyuan, it will inevitably involve Jiang Wuliang.

He really didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

After leaving Qi State, he did not return directly to Xingyueyuan, but went to Xuankong Temple.

He finally achieved the greatest success in history, and he also wanted to see the old monk Kujue!

Previously, Xuankong Temple replied to a letter saying that Master Kujue was wandering around. He asked the yellow-faced old monk where he was wandering, and then looked at the little holy monk Jingli, lest this simple-minded little monk secretly be unhappy...

But he didn't see the two monks, one old and one young.

I only saw the head of Avalokitesvara, Master Kudhi.

This monk in black, who was once scolded by Ku Jue as "a little chicken thief and a bald donkey in the corner", seemed to have a particularly bad relationship with Ku Jue.

But he was not rude to Jiang Wang.

He just said with a serious face: "Master Jiang, he is used to being restless. Today he ran east and tomorrow he ran west. The poor monk doesn't know where he went."

"Didn't he tell me the approximate location?" Jiang Wang asked.

Kudhi said: "He won't tell me."

Alas, I originally wanted to show the yellow-faced old monk what it means to be the most authentic person in history. I also planned to accompany him around the Xuankong Temple a few times to make him look majestic... Hey! He went to play by himself!

It depends on someone Jiang that he didn't miss him.

Jiang Wang thought for a moment and then asked: "Qian Fangui Temple replied to the letter and said that the young holy monk Jingli was in retreat. What's going on now? He hasn't come out yet?"

Kudhi shook his head: "Jingli entered the central Saha world and understood the supreme mysterious law. You can't come out immediately just by thinking about it."

The central Saha world... is the cave-like treasure that Qing Yu mentioned. It is a great good thing for Jingli to enter here to practice. Jiang Wang is also happy for him.

But it is inevitable that there are some regrets - every time he came to Xuankong Temple in the past, it was because of various things and he had to be secretive, but Ku Jue and Jing Li always jumped out in unexpected ways and dragged him to discuss the matter.

Treasure Mountain Plan.

Today, he, Mr. Jiang, finally came to the door with great effort, and he was specifically looking for them, but he couldn't see anyone. The word "fate" is hard to put into words.

"Does Master Jiang have anything else to do?" Kudi asked.

Jiang Wang didn't want to come here in vain, so he said: "I have heard for a long time that the master's Buddhist teachings are exquisite and his cultivation is profound. I wonder if you can have a discussion and let me see the wonderful teachings of Sakyamuni?"

Kuju raised his palms and said in salute: "I'm sorry, monks don't show courage or fight ruthlessly, and I haven't made a move for many years. Master Jiang should wait until Kujue returns before fighting him again."

How can this be said so correctly?

Being miserable, drinking, eating meat, fighting bravely, and scolding others, doesn’t that count as a true Buddha?

Jingli likes to put on a sack and beat a sap, does he not have a glass heart?

Jiang Wang just smiled: "Okay, then I won't bother you."

Turn around and go away in style.

The area where Xuankong Temple belongs is a paradise of its own. The believers cultivate their lives, and receive wind and rain control from their masters. They have food and clothing, and their souls are supported, so they are peaceful and happy.

Some people kowtow and climb the mountain, some listen to the bells, and some chant the Buddha in a low voice.

"People in this world, things in this world. Feel free to travel freely!"

Jiang Wang took one step up to the clouds.
To be continued...