Changsheng: I have been in Jiaofang Division for thousands of years

There is an unwritten rule among them, that is, cultivators usually don't know how to help the emperor condense the acquired spiritual root.

Because in the eyes of cultivators, the emperor has already enjoyed all the wealth and honor in the world, standing on top of countless people, with great power.

Then he should devote his whole life to the well-being of hundreds of millions of people.

The so-called what kind of cause, what kind of fruit, you have already got too much, so you should not be greedy for more.

Of course, like those emperors who were born with spiritual roots, and like Zhou Yuniang, who grew the country by their own ability, and finally condensed the acquired spiritual roots.

If they want to practice immortality, the world of cultivating immortals will not stop them, after all, it is their own chance.

Opportunities are a gift from God, just let nature take its course.

……

The Jiaofang Division was still as lively as ever.

As soon as he came here, Zhao Mu felt the long-lost comfort.

At that time, the scent of cosmetic powder that lingered from time to time seemed to excite every pore in the body.

At this time, there were many Lezhengs at the door of the Jiaofang Division, leading their subordinates to welcome the guests.

Lezheng is the lowest official in the Jiaofang Division, from the ninth rank.

In the Jiaofang Division of the Jin Dynasty, a large part of Lezheng's work was no different from that of an old bustard in a brothel.

They stand at the door every day, leading a group of subordinates to greet and send them off.

If ordinary guests come, the Lezhengs will let their men go down to greet them, and then introduce ladies to accompany them.

And if some powerful and wealthy businessmen come, they must be greeted by Lezheng in person, otherwise they will think that you treat guests contemptuously, which will only cause trouble.

Even if some powerful dignitaries came, the Lezhengs were not qualified to receive them, and they had to go back and ask their superiors to come and greet them.

Speaking of which, the officials of the Jiaofang Division do the same things as old bustards do every day.

It's no wonder that the officials of other yamen in the imperial court think that the officials of the Jiaofang Division can't get on the stage.

Liu Mian is one of the many Lezhengs.

At this time, he was standing in a corner, teaching a subordinate who was not doing well.

"Tell me how long you've been here, why are you still doing things so badly, and how many times have you made mistakes?"

"I've told you that if a regular customer comes, just ask him which lady he's looking for, and if he wants to try something new today, you can introduce someone new to him."

"If a strange guest comes, just ask about the dessert. Do you like listening to music, watching dances, or thinking about... what?"

"There are so many girls in our Jiaofang Division. Don't tell me you should remember them all, but at least you should remember them all."

"Which girl is good at reciting poems, which girl is good at ditties, which girl is good at dancing, you have to keep these in mind, otherwise how will you arrange guests?"

"These things have not been done well. You said how I want to promote you. If it really doesn't work, you might as well go back to the warehouse to move the goods."

Liu Mian hated that iron could not be made into steel, and was so scolded by his subordinates that he couldn't lift his head.

Suddenly, he looked up inadvertently, and saw a Taoist priest walking in from the gate.

Usually, monks rarely come to places like Jiaofangsi.

Based on Liu Mian's experience, almost none of the monks who can appear in Jiaofang Division are ordinary characters.

So he didn't let his men go down to greet him, but walked up on his own initiative: "I have met the Taoist priest."

Zhao Mu stopped in his tracks and said with a chuckle, "Lord Lezheng, what's your name?"

Good guy, you can tell my identity at a glance. It seems that this Taoist priest should be a frequent visitor to the brothel.

Tsk tsk, monks always come to this kind of place, aren't they afraid that the patriarch will cheat in the middle of the night?

Liu Mian smiled secretly, and replied: "I'm not a grown-up, the Taoist priest can just call me Liu Mian."

"Hehe, it turned out to be Master Liu."

Zhao Mu casually took out a large ingot of silver and put it in Liu Mian's hand: "Master Liu, Si Pindao hasn't been here for a long time, please introduce the outfit?"

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Liu Mian took the money, and immediately beamed with joy, thinking that this is another half year's salary in hand.

He smiled and said: "The head of the Taoist actually knows the clothes. It seems that he has come to our Jiaofang Secretary a lot in the past. I don't know which kind of lady the head is looking for?"

It's not that I don't come here often, it's because I used to live here.

Zhao Mu chuckled: "Poverty likes to listen to music, I don't know which lady in our teaching workshop is the best at playing the piano?"

"Hey, Taoist priest, you are here. The first violin master of our Jiaofang Division, the pitiful lady who is known as the first female qin sage in the Jin Dynasty, is holding a piano meeting today. May I take you there?"

Liu Mian was very straightforward, he didn't introduce other girls at all, and directly recommended the top gold medal oiran to Zhao Mu.

This is also the rule of Jiaofang Division.

Lezheng welcomes guests, not only to distinguish between regular customers and strangers, but also to arrange girls of different levels according to the spending power of the guests.

For example, Zhao Mu rewarded Liu Mian with half a year's salary as soon as he entered the door.

Such a high-ranking guest who is full of spending money like money and prodigal, naturally needs the company of the top oiran.

No way, people can afford it.

But if you come across that kind of "poor ghost" who can't pay two liang of silver for a long time.

Not to mention the top oirans, Lezhengs won't even introduce you to those mid-level buskers.

After all, it costs a lot to listen to those little ladies sing.

They will directly lead people to the backyard, look for those girls who sell themselves but not show, and then say to you in their hearts: "Guest officer, it's fine to be arty, you should just exercise."

Liu Mian took Zhao Mu to a beautiful courtyard in a short while.

There is a pond in the yard, and there is a gazebo in the middle of the pond, and in the gazebo, a beautiful woman covered with a light veil is playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is graceful and elegant, like the sound of a fairy.

The guests around the pond were all mesmerized by the sound, as if falling into a fairyland.

"Is that lady Lianxin?" Zhao Mu asked.

"That's right. Just look at the reactions of the guests in the yard. This pity lady's piano skills are unique in our Great Jin Dynasty."

Liu Mian praised his business without hesitation.

"Hehe, please Master Liu to arrange a quiet place for me, and bring me a recliner."

As Zhao Mu said, he threw another ingot of silver.

"Okay, you come with me."

The two walked into the yard, and Liu Mian arranged Zhao Mu under a big tree away from other guests, and asked people to bring a lounge chair, serve tea and snacks before leaving.

Zhao Mu was lying on the recliner, with the wonderful sound of the piano lingering in his ears, and the breeze caressing his face gently, feeling so comfortable for a long time.

On this day, even an emperor would not change it!

While listening to the song while letting go of his thoughts, gradually, Zhao Mu became so settled.

Immortal practice is so wonderful.

Sometimes you work hard to cultivate, but you may not necessarily be able to make great progress in cultivation.

But sometimes, an opportunity without warning can make you enter a sudden enlightenment. After you wake up, you may have surpassed several levels of cultivation.

Time passed slowly.

The concert was over, and the guests slowly dispersed.

But Zhao Mu remained motionless, lying on the reclining chair with his eyes closed.

Lady Lianxin walked past with two maids and stopped.

"Miss, this Daoist..."

A maid seemed to want to wake up Zhao Mu.

The poor lady stopped her: "Go back first, I will watch here."

"But……"

"Go, go back and pack up."

"Yes."

The maids left, and before they left, they did not forget to glance at Zhao Mu.

They have seen many guests who appreciate their own wife's piano art, but it is the first time they have seen those who fell asleep enjoying the piano art, so they are really curious.

Lady Lianxin came over without alarming Zhao Mu, and sat gently at the side table, waiting patiently.

Her eyes were clear and lively, looking at Zhao Mu's eyes, it seemed a little familiar, and there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and just as the mountain was about to set, Zhao Mu let out a breath and slowly woke up.

He felt his cultivation for a while, and suddenly found that he had broken through to the realm of fate.

This kind of cultivation entry is simply more effective than his past ten years of retreat.

"It really doesn't make sense to realize this kind of thing."

Zhao Mu secretly smiled, and sat up from the couch.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the side:

"Although there are not many monks who come to Jiaofangsi to listen to the music, I have seen it before, but I can fall asleep listening to the music. This is the first time I have seen it. Daoist, is the piano art of the slave family so unsatisfactory?" ?”

Zhao Mu turned his head and saw the Lianxin lady sitting elegantly at the table.

"Hehe, Miss Lianxin, please don't misunderstand me. I have been busy cultivating all these years, and I haven't really relaxed for a long time."

"Your qin art is so wonderful, it can actually relieve the mind of the poor, as if you are in a mountain stream. The poor is so intoxicated, so he fell asleep unknowingly."

"Hehehe, Taoist priest can really talk."

The pitiful lady smiled until her eyes turned into the moon: "Since the Taoist priest likes my qin, you must come to listen to it often in the future!"

"That's natural."

Zhao Mu got up, took out a stack of banknotes and put them on the table: "Miss Lianxin, this position has been fixed for the poor. From now on, I will sit here every time I listen to the piano. Don't give it up to others."

"Okay, the slave's house here is reserved for the Taoist priest."

"Hehe, thank you."

Zhao Mu didn't procrastinate, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Seeing his leaving back, the smile on the corner of Lianxin's lady's mouth deepened.

Zhao Mu walked out of Mrs. Lianxin's courtyard, and after wandering around the Jiaofangsi for a while, he came to a small forest with ease.

He looked around to see if there was no one around, and with a light wave of his hand, the floating dust immediately turned into Lingxu Immortal Mansion.

But this time the Immortal Mansion did not grow bigger, but shrunk sharply, and finally became like a fingernail, floating lightly on a branch of a tree.

Then, Zhao Mu jumped towards Lingxu Immortal Mansion, and the closer he got to the Immortal Mansion, the body became smaller and smaller.

When he entered Xianfu, he was no bigger than a sesame seed.

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, before the girls and guests who had worked all night got up, a carriage stopped early in the secluded alley next to Jiaofangsi.

After waiting for a while, Cong Jiupin Lezheng Liu Mian, who received Zhao Mu yesterday, suddenly walked out of the Jiaofang Division and got into the carriage.

There were three large boxes in the carriage, which looked very heavy.

And behind the big box, there was a middle-aged man sitting.

Seeing Liu Mian coming in, the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice, "Did you see a Taoist priest coming in in the Jiaofang Division yesterday?"

"Taoist priest?"

Liu Mian was taken aback: "My lord, I did meet a Taoist priest yesterday. The Taoist priest said he wanted to listen to the song, so I took him to the courtyard of Lianxin Lady."

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