Chapter 68 Two Saints Appear in Youli City (Please follow up)
Jiang Ziya returned to Zhuangzi happily. As soon as he took off his official uniform, he heard someone shouting.
"My dear brother, Xibohou has sent someone to invite you to visit Youli City."
Song Yiren's face was reddish and he looked happy, and he ran over holding the hem of his lower skirt.
Everyone in the world knows the reputation of Xibo Hou as a virtuous man. When people in Song Dynasty heard that Ji Chang came to invite Jiang Ziya, they were naturally honored.
"This is strange. My foolish brother doesn't know this wise prince. What do you want me to do?"
Jiang Ziya changed into a gray robe, thought for a moment, took down the giant tower hanging on the wall, changed it slightly, and hid it in his sleeve.
"My dear brother, Xibo Hou Xiande will not harm you, so why do you still bring a sword?"
Song Yiren was filled with suspicion when he saw this.
"Marquis Xibo is a gentleman, but this sword is meant to guard against villains."
Jiang Ziya straightened his clothes, then went out and headed outside the village.
"I almost forgot. Brother Jiang Xian is very skilled in Taoism. He can travel hundreds of miles a day. He has probably reached Youli City by now."
The servant looked inside the manor, but there was no trace of the second man.
Jiang Ziya let go of his hand, bowed his hands, and left immediately.
"Master Hou, can you figure out where the eldest son is now?"
Ji Chang looked happy when he heard this, but he was worried about the spy and hesitated to speak.
After walking for three or four miles, we finally saw the small courtyard.
The old man grinned, but there was only a tongue and no teeth.
"He happened to arrive at Yanshan tonight, which is the place where I met Yun Zhongzi and went to immortality."
"It turns out that this is the order from Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi. I wonder if the Marquis has encountered any trouble. Jiang will definitely help him."
"You must not be from this city, otherwise you would know that he lives in the small courtyard to the west of the city."
The old man was so happy that he threw away his crutch and staggered towards his home.
"In the past, when I was on my way to the Song Dynasty on my way to Yanshan Mountain, I suddenly encountered a heavy rain. After the rain, the sky was clear, but there was a sudden thunderbolt.
The foreigner of the Song Dynasty held up his palms and smiled, then invited his servants to come into the village to rest.
Jiang Ziya straightened his clothes again and then walked to the door of the small courtyard.
Jiang Ziya took the silk book, bowed to Ji Chang, then sprinkled a handful of dust and used the soil to escape towards Yanshan.
The concierge was astonished when he heard this, but he still followed the instructions and opened the door bolt. As expected, he saw an old man in gray robe standing outside the courtyard.
"The Marquis said it's okay, he can't hear a single bit of news here."
Song Yiren left the village immediately, but Xibohou's servants were guarding outside the village, but Jiang Ziya was nowhere to be seen.
The Taoist called himself Yun Zhongzi of Zhongnan Mountain. He knew that I was in danger of seven years, so he took my son back to the mountain.
The setting sun was like blood, reflecting the sky like fire, but a purple light loomed on the horizon.
I know that a general star has come to this world, and I ordered my followers to look for it, but I saw a Taoist with immortal wind and bones coming with his swaddling clothes in his arms.
Ji Fa couldn't help but shed two lines of tears after hearing this.
Now that the seven years of calamity are coming to an end, if I follow the trend, the king will let me go, but if I ask for it deliberately, my son's life will not be saved."
"Is it possible that someone wants to harm the young master?"
Jiang Ziya stroked his long beard and smiled slightly.
Before leaving, Yun Zhongzi told me that if I encounter any trouble, I can seek help from my husband."
"Master Hou and Mr. Jiang have never met each other. How did you know that I live in Songjiazhuang?"
The Marquis might as well write a letter explaining the whole story and send it to the young master from Jiang, who will know the difference when he sees the handwriting."
Jiang Ziya walked to the west of the city. He looked at the people along the way and saw that they were all kind-hearted people.
Ji Chang recalled the scenes from the past and still felt like he was in a dream.
"Please admit Mr. Jiang to the hospital for a brief explanation."
At the boundary of Yanshan Mountain, all the carriages and horses were parked in the forest.
Jiang Ziya held the wine glass but did not drink again.
Although Jiang Ziya knows how to deduce, he is not very proficient in it. A commoner with a shallow fortune will have no problem, but a nobleman with a deep fortune will be a bit reluctant.
"Brother, do you know where Xibohou lives?"
Jiang Ziya did use the earth to escape to Youli City. After he became an immortal, his escape skills improved a little, and he could travel more than fifty miles in a hundred breaths.
Ji Chang couldn't care less about being polite at the moment, and quickly took out his pen and ink, found a piece of silk paper, and wrote a letter explaining his interests.
Although Xibohou had hundreds of sons, not many of them were truly close to him. As the eldest son, Boyikao was the most favored by him, and he did not want a white-haired man to give away a black-haired man.
Ji Chang was waiting in the courtyard, and suddenly he felt blessed and looked outside the courtyard.
Jiang Ziya entered the immortal realm, and ordinary food and drink could no longer pollute his body, so he drank a cup immediately.
"Your Majesty, Jiang Shang, pays homage to Xibohou."
Ji was destined to have hundreds of children, and this child was the last one.
"Sir, you have extraordinary powers. My son can be saved."
Xibohou quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Shang's hands affectionately.
Jiang Ziya saw the rickety old man walking with a stick, so he immediately went to help him and asked where Ji Chang was.
At this time, the golden crow is about to fall and the laurel is about to rise.
The firelight passed through the gap in the car curtain and fell on him.
The two hit it off immediately and sat across from each other in the courtyard to drink.
Jiang Ziya was naturally aware of it. He waved his sleeves gently, but he had already banned the isolation of the small courtyard so that no further news could be transmitted.
The old man smiled and shook his head, and continued to move forward with the stick. Suddenly he felt a foreign object growing in his mouth, and when he pushed it with his tongue, he realized that both rows of teeth had regenerated.
Although King Zhou was said to be immoral and ignorant, he was still the king now that the world was unified.
When Jiang Ziya heard the words "Yun Zhongzi", he immediately put down his wine glass and sat upright.
"Ji Chang asked you to come here because of a request from Mr. Ji. Why should you be so polite?"
The sun falls to the ground, and the bright moon shines in the sky.
Servants lit bonfires to ward off snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
"That's all. It's just that my eldest son, Boyikao, doesn't know his destiny and wants to enter the imperial court. Ge Mianjun welcomes me back to Xiqi.
"I didn't expect that two sages would come to Youli City."
Boyikao, the eldest son of Xibohou, is sitting in the carriage at the moment.
When he entered the city, he didn't know where Jichang was, so he asked a passerby to ask.
"Jiang is not talented, but he has some basic Taoist skills. He happens to have a rest tomorrow. If he travels on a starry night, he can come back in just one day.
When the spies sent by King Zhou saw that the person who was coming was not a minister of the court, and heard the word "a senior official", they sneered and didn't take it seriously.
When Jiang Ziya entered the courtyard, he did not go to the door to pay homage, but only paid official bows.
After Ji Chang finished speaking, he couldn't help but sigh.
"This will cause trouble, sir."
"Mr. Song, why don't you see Jiang Dao grow up?"
Jiang Ziya knew that Xibohou was not only virtuous, but also had destiny, so he took the initiative to apply for the imperial examination.
He calls himself the doctor Jiang Shang instead of the qi practitioner Jiang Ziya, so naturally he has some concerns.
Moreover, Jiang Shang is entitled to the emperor's salary, not only to share the emperor's worries, but at least he cannot change his family as soon as he sees a virtuous emperor.
Ji Chang calmed down and answered immediately.
"Such a vision is truly priceless."
It turned out to be a rich and handsome young man. He was leaning against the car window and sleeping with his forehead supported by his palms.
Unknowingly, he fell into a dream, as if he was wandering in the sky, flying towards the bright moon, passing the Guanghan Palace with carved railings and jade, and saw the cold and fragrant laurel tree.
Boyikao suddenly fell under the tree. He raised his head and saw that the laurel tree looked particularly tall. He lowered his head, but he only saw a piece of white plush.
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