Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

But this kind of thing can't be brought up on the table, ask Chen E, Chen E will definitely not admit it, ask Yang Chan, Yang Chan said lightly, brother, if you think too much, you will be able to choke him and have nothing to say.

However, the relationship between the two is just too close, and Chen E is too enthusiastic about Yang Chan, and there is no relationship beyond the rules of etiquette, what can he do?

"That's it, that's it!"

Yang Jian only felt very depressed in his heart, and waved his hand: "Didn't Manager Chen say that he would come to visit me in two days? Let's see what he said first."

Zhang Boshi said: "What Zhenjun said is true, but my subordinates don't have much hope for it, we still have to make two preparations."

"Oh?"

Yang Jian looked over.

Zhang Boshi said: "Recently, my subordinates have observed the sons of the powerful and powerful in Chang'an. If you use all your power to worship the True Monarch, why worry about the lack of incense?"

"Not bad!"

Zhijian echoed: "That Chen has never looked at the real monarch seriously, he only knows how to please your sister, let him lead the chief manager, but also occupy the latrine and not shit, it is better to choose a virtuous person to serve the real monarch! "

Yang Jian had already thought of changing people.

His four lieutenants, two generals, and thousands of grass-headed gods flocked to Chang'an. They hoped to live a good life, but they didn't live a good life.

He is the pinnacle of the Ninth Fourth Immortal, so he can naturally see that his merits and virtues are filled with gray air. He doesn't think it is the reason for the mixed fish and dragons under his command. Instead, he blames Chen E for not doing his best. A while ago, he disappeared for no reason. After nearly a year, he could no longer tolerate Chen Ezi.

"Um"

Yang Jian nodded and said: "Try to get in touch with Changsun Jin, don't talk too much, see what benefits he can give, and whether his father, Changsun Wuji, supports it. After all, we are gods, he is a mortal, and it is him." Beg us, not us begging him, don't lose face and be tricked again."

"The subordinate understands that I will entrust Changsun Jin with a dream tonight and have a good talk with him."

Zhang Boshi surrendered.

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The next day, Chen E gave Li Biao gold and silver, and asked him to buy a house nearby. Because the Chen family only had three residences for the time being, Li Biao could not exceed the limit and could only live in two residences. Enough for him and six vixens to live in.

In addition, Chen E allocated [-] mu from his own field to him, and gave him two shops to make a living. Li Biao was very grateful.

After making arrangements, Chen E went to the palace to meet Li Zhi.

Li Zhi had been looking forward to Chen E for a long time, and said with a smile: "Aiqing is free of courtesy, come here, sit down and drink some water first, and then tell me anecdotes about traveling west."

Li Zhi likes to listen to Chen E's talk about Journey to the West, and likes to see the ugliness of those gods and bodhisattvas. Of course, this Journey to the West is no longer the original version, but the version that Chen E personally experienced.

Chen E didn't dare to take it too seriously. He knew that the emperor's kindness to him did not mean that he really regarded himself as a close friend, but that the emperor was under too much pressure and needed friendship. Compared with Li Zhi, he acted as a pressure reducing valve.

At the same time, Li Zhi can rest assured that he is not in power. If he has a little power in his hands, Li Zhi will not treat him so kindly, but thunder and rain are all a blessing from heaven.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Chen E saluted respectfully, and then sat down.

"Um"

Li Zhi nodded slightly, he was not arrogant, he was very satisfied with such Chen E.

A eunuch came to make tea, Chen E took a sip, and began to talk about it.

Chen E is good at observing words and demeanor, and in his previous life, he has experienced step by step from the grassroots level, so his eloquence is quite good. Gradually, Li Zhi is attracted by the wonderful storyline, listens with great interest, and asks a few questions from time to time, or laughs loudly. The tiredness in the world was swept away.

The eunuch and court lady also looked at Chen E with gratitude and joy in her eyes. The emperor was in a good mood, so he was naturally easy to serve.

At the same time, Changsun Mansion!

The eldest grandson Wuji has just come to court. Over the years, the country has been safe and peaceful, the weather has been smooth, and the emperor is respectful and polite. He controls the government with one hand, and his political enemies are almost wiped out. He has the same ideas, cooperates with each other, and feels like a sea, a river, and a river, and lives a very comfortable life.

But the only thing that worries me is the queen.

Empress Wang was involved in the case of murdering Wu Meiniang's young daughter. The emperor was furious and threw her into the cold palace. Determined to match Wu Meiniang's viciousness, she couldn't help sighing bitterly.

"Father, why are you sighing again?"

At this time, the seventh son, Sun Jin, stepped in.

"Why not pass it on?"

Changsun Wuji said with a serious face.

Changsun Jin is not a direct descendant, but he is young and handsome, smart and studious, and has a cheerful disposition, which is quite like his childhood, so he is deeply loved, but the prime minister's family has big rules, and his own sons are not allowed to meet casually.

Changsun Jin hurriedly cupped his hands: "The child was about to pass on the transmission, but he saw his father sighing, and he was concerned, so he entered without warning. Please ask his father to punish him."

"Forget it, forget it, let's not make an example!"

Changsun Wuji waved his hand and asked, "Are you here for something?"

"This"

Changsun Jin showed hesitation to speak but stopped.

Changsun Wuji said impatiently: "Speak up if you have something to say, back away if you have nothing to say!"

Changsun Jin stammered: "Last night, Uncle Zhang under the command of Protecting the Country Xiansheng Zhenjun entrusted the boy with a dream, expressing his willingness to hire the boy to be the manager, but the boy dared not make a decision, so he came here to ask his father for instructions."

"Oh? You actually colluded with ghosts and gods?"

Changsun Wuji frowned.

Changsun Jin knew that his old father was very shrewd and he couldn't be fooled, so he let go and said bluntly: "Father, there is no collusion. The child once went to the temple to offer incense, and he was treated very politely. Once you come and go, you will become acquainted."

In fact, what he didn't say was that at first he offered incense to Yang Chan. Naturally, he took a fancy to Yang Chan's beauty and wanted to have something to do with the fairy. After being punished, he turned to offer incense to Yang Jian. Because of the family of Gongqing and his generous spending, he was naturally treated with courtesy.

This is also the normal state of the children of the rich and powerful in the capital. First, they coveted Yang Chan's beauty and fairy status. After being rejected, they turned to worship Yang Jian. Yang Jian's family has a big business and can't make ends meet, so they can only make generous offerings and never refuse anyone who comes, which leads to making friends with many noble children in the capital.

Although the incense beliefs of these people are not as pure as ordinary people, they can only recognize them by pinching their noses.

At the beginning, he had warned Yang Chan that there were many right and wrong in the capital, and there were many karma and evil in the incense, which was harmful incense. As a result, Yang Chan had a pure mind and devoted himself to doing good deeds, and the incense he got was also pure, but Yang Jian turned into a negative image in his mouth. , His subordinates dislike the poor and love the rich, and see people being stabbed by knives. Those who are poor and have few offerings will respond less. The powerful and wealthy families will respond more if they can afford money.

But how many rich people in the world are self-made and clean?

The belief itself is not pure, and the merits and virtues fed back to Yang Jian are not pure, not to mention the resentment brought about by his subordinates who sneaked around. Yang Jian is not ignorant, but who told him that his family has a great cause?

With thousands of mouths waiting to be fed, it is not easy to support a family!

"The other place, don't go too much!"

Changsun Wuji said in disgust.