Inside the palace of Gaojing, people were in panic.

The civil and military people of the entire dynasty were in turmoil, especially the imperial family of the Wei Dynasty, who were all panic-stricken and frightened.

As long as Daojun Kongchen shows any meaning, even without using his official voice to say it, as long as the corners of his words and brows show a trace of dissatisfaction with the current Wei royal family, this Wei Dynasty will change its surname.

This can be seen from the situation in the palace. Originally, most of the people in the palace only knew the national preceptor Shen Xiao. Even the emperor was monitored like a puppet and his every move in the palace was restricted.

Now that the emperor is gone, the people in the palace don't have much respect for the remaining royal family. They are short of food and clothing, and are ostracized and ridiculed, which has happened to these direct descendants of the Wei clan.

There are even rumors that within a few days, these clans will be driven out of the palace and reduced to common people.

In the corridors of the palace, several palace maids passing by discussed some anecdotes from folklore.

"Have you heard? The great god Chixia Yuanjun is passing through the border and is coming to the capital to meet Taoist Kongchen. It is said that Taoist Kongchen doesn't like mundane things. It is very likely that this great god will be the emperor.

It’s settled!” An older palace maid, who was the leader, talked about the news she had learned recently.

At this point, his voice also became softer: "The princes of the political affairs hall are also worried about this matter, and they go together to pay homage to the academy's sacrificial wine, hoping to meet Taoist Master Kongchen and determine the position of emperor in advance.

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"I heard from people from the south that Chixia Yuanjun likes young and beautiful women the most." Chixia Yuanjun's little hobby back then was found out clearly.

The more such rumors are irrelevant and involve taboos and unmentionable stories, the more popular they are with the people.

It's like it was only circulated among the people in the Zhou Dynasty and banned repeatedly, but now it has gradually become popular in the Wei Dynasty's "The Legend of the Sword Immortal".

Although most of the people do not believe it and know that this statement is not true, they cannot resist the desire to watch and the voyeuristic desire in their hearts.

"But Chixia Yuanjun is a goddess?" said a young and ignorant little palace maid who had just entered the palace.

"How can gods be like mortals like us!" There was a hint of snickering between the eyebrows of several palace maids.

"Xiao Tao, you have such an iconic look. When the time comes, I will take a fancy to you and take you away. Then I will let you know that women are also very powerful." In one sentence, coupled with the exaggerated movements of the other party, the little palace maid was frightened.

It's quite annoying.

These two older palace maids were said to be unruly when they spoke, and they made fun of some of the thin-skinned palace maids around them.

"Stop talking, stop talking. You are blaspheming the gods. What if the gods hear it?" A palace maid covered her ears, her face turned red, and she was still a little afraid of such a topic.

"The gods are in the sky now!" Someone even pointed to the sky carefully and said.

All the palace maids looked up. At this moment, when the light was at its peak, half of the palace palace was exposed, exuding golden divine light.

Everyone suddenly became quiet and their footsteps hurried.

Through a palace wall, these words happened to reach the ears of people in the palace nearby.

Across the palace gate, a slender girl was using the art of hearing through walls to hear their conversation clearly.

His long black and thick hair was meticulously combed, and his oval face and almond-shaped eyes showed his classic beauty. When he heard the other party talking, his eyes jumped up and down, and he seemed a little excited inside.

Song Ya was one of the members of the Wei clan. When she returned to the deserted palace courtyard, she could see that rice was still being cooked on the stove, and the majestic daughter even had to cook by herself.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy was sitting next door, reading a book on the table. The girl immediately said to him as soon as she entered the palace courtyard.

"Ji'er! Stop reading, our opportunity has come!"

"Hurry up and get ready. Let's ask General Lu to arrange for us to leave the capital."

The young man put down his book and raised his head: "Sister Huang! What did you say?"

"Are we leaving the palace? Do we have to leave the capital?"

The girl immediately told the news they had just heard: "That Chixia Yuanjun came to the capital. Whether it is related to the position of the emperor of Wei or not, with his high status, he can easily affect the entire country.

Wei."

"Kongchen Daojun has an indifferent personality and doesn't like the mundane things in the world. Everyone knows it."

"I am afraid that this lofty immortal saint has long forgotten the earthly affairs of the Emperor of Wei, but Lord Kongchen has not opened his mouth. Who dares to ascend the throne of the emperor now?"

"So this Chixia Yuanjun is our opportunity."

Song Ya changed her words and seemed ignorant at her young age, but she clearly understood the situation of the entire Wei Dynasty: "What's more, the Wei Dynasty is different now. The Yin and Yang Boundary City has disappeared, the national master Shen Xiaoshen has died, and Kong

Chen Daojun deliberately separated Yin and Yang, and the human affairs in the Yang world belong to the emperor, and the ghost affairs in the underworld belong to ghosts and gods. Now it can be said that this is the best situation since the founding of the Wei Dynasty."

"Whoever can become the emperor of Wei will definitely be able to take over the power and do great things."

"The emperor abandoned the throne and left. It's already so difficult for you and me to barely survive."

"If one day, even the identity of the Wei royal family no longer exists, have you ever thought about the plight of the two of us?"

"Ordinary people may still be able to survive, but you and I will definitely not end up well. We will either become other people's playthings or die in disaster."

Song Ya pulled up her younger brother: "Ji'er, you study the books of sages every day, and you must want to achieve something."

"The opportunity is right in front of you now, don't hesitate."

Although Song Yi, a member of the Song clan of the Great Wei Dynasty, had no background, he had a large number of brothers and sisters. Song Ya and Song Ji were siblings from the same mother.

Song Ji immediately said: "Thank you, Sister Huang, for planning for me. I will leave the capital with you right now."

That day, the two of them dressed up in disguise and left the capital under the arrangement of a guard commander.

Heading towards Fengshen Ferry on the boundary river, the terrain here is gentle and the river is wide. It is the most important ferry in Shentian Mansion and the only waterway into Beijing.

The two stayed on a boat and waited for nightfall.

They learned from a Taoist that the divine ship was hidden during the day and passed through at night. It should pass by Fengshendu tonight.

This method is somewhat similar to the laws established by the Yin and Yang Boundary City in the past. The two realms of Yin and Yang are divided and cannot easily interfere with each other.

The sky is getting darker, the boats on the river are getting fewer and fewer, and the people on both sides are gradually disappearing.

Even on the ferry, only Song Ya, Song Ji, and the boatman on the boat were left.

The moon climbed over the treetops. The two people on the boat had been traveling for a day, and they were now deeply sleepy.

At this time, there was finally movement in the lower reaches of the boundary river.

The crimson glow spread across the vast expanse of water.

Then, the faint sound of bells and cauldrons came from the red clouds, as if chimes were playing music.

"Coming, coming!" The boatman on the boat was strong and had sharp eyes. He knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person, and immediately reminded Song Ya and Song Ji.

Song Ya leaned against the side of the ship, her sleepiness dispelled in an instant, she straightened up her tall and elegant figure, opened her eyes and looked over.

Red clouds filled the boundary river, a ray of light illuminated the haze, and a divine ship slowly crossed the river in the haze and approached.

Within the divine ship.

The goddess wearing a red robe is walking barefoot in the spacious boat. Bronze mirrors are everywhere, and all the screens on the walls are paintings.

He stopped and walked, and soon he would stop and look at his face through the mirror.

"The country is falling!" He walked past the first mirror and stroked his face with his slender fingers.

"Shen Yu Luo Yan!" Turning around, he saw his own profile again, his eyes were so mesmerized.

Right in front, there is a screen with his own image painted on it.

"Ah! The goddess descends to earth!"

It can be seen that he is very satisfied with his current appearance.

Recently, Chixia Yuanjun has been studying poetry and books because he wants to establish the way of ghosts and gods. After all, those he needs to govern are a group of human spirit ghosts and gods. He has to deal with these people and at the same time, he must firmly establish the ghosts and gods according to the requirements of Kongchen Taoist Lord.

You know, it’s impossible not to study.

While studying, Chixia Yuanjun also fell in love with painting.

He likes to draw figures, and now there are portraits and screens hanging everywhere in the dormitory deep within the Divine Ship.

That's right, it's me who is as beautiful as a fairy.

The painting she dislikes the most is the image of herself with the head of a rabbit in the picture of the God of Incense and Fire. Fortunately, the appearance of the heavenly soul in the picture of the God of Incense and Fire cannot be modified by her.

Therefore, unless necessary, the matter will not be unfolded in front of others.

At this time, the boat suddenly stopped.

Chixia Yuanjun showed a puzzled look.

This ship has only been sailing for a short time. According to the situation, it should be able to reach Gaojing City tonight. Why did it stop here?

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, in front of the divine ship.

A small awning boat blocked the way of the divine ship.

The sudden change caused the haze to tremble, and the ghosts and gods came out in rage one after another, appearing on the water surface and high on the deck of the divine ship.

The gods with majestic faces and robes looked down at the small awning boat below, as well as the three people on board.

"Bold!" Many ghosts and gods shouted, and the scolding sounds were like thunder.

"Who are you?"

"Knowing that it was driven by the gods, I didn't know how to avoid it, but I dared to rush forward and collide with it."

The girl immediately stepped forward, took her younger brother, who was several heads shorter than her, and knelt on the ground.
To be continued...