There is an awkward atmosphere permeating the entire Dagushan cave.
Jian Wushuang looked at this extremely simple cave again. Except for a few shabby futons that were almost patched, all the other feng shui scenery was purely natural. Only then did he confirm that he was not lying. He was really poor.
"No way, how can you, a Yanxian, be so poor?" Jian Wushuang unconsciously struck again.
Wei Liujia was very hurt, and his expression almost turned into embarrassment, "Well, because I am just a small Immortal, and I don't have much ability to make money. I can only live my life guarding this Dagushan.
It's so embarrassing... In addition, the emperor has an order that the mountain owners are not allowed to leave their respective jurisdictions without permission, so they are so poor."
"I originally asked other immortals for some seeds of precious spiritual treasures, and planned to sow some when the Chinese New Year is coming. If there is a harvest, I will go to the court to offer it, but my Dagushan is actually a evil place.
If nothing happens, it can only grow some mortal things, so over and over again, it becomes the situation you see."
Having said this, Wei Liujia raised his head and looked at Jian Wushuang and said nervously, "Several adults, you have also seen that Wei is really poor. Even if he takes off his clothes, he can't squeeze out any treasure. Please be gentle.
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Jian Wushuang finally understood at this time that the young Immortal named Wei Liujia had inherited his father's title and had the title of Mountain Lord.
However, due to bad luck and various other reasons, he was finally so depressed that he could not even recruit talents, so he could only become a bare pole in his own territory.
"Don't worry, we will never covet anything of yours. We are just borrowing this precious land to rest for a while, and then we will leave." After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, he motioned to Di Qing to loosen the power-generating rope on his body.
When the rope was untied, the things originally hidden in Wei Liujia's arms scattered all over the floor.
Looking closely, there are dozens of treasures, large and small, shining with various stars, which is barely enough.
The air froze, the corners of Wei Liujia's mouth twitched, and cold sweat poured out of his temples.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, "Put it away quickly, we are just here to rest for a while, and we are not gangsters who want to steal people's treasures."
Wei Liujia responded repeatedly and hurriedly stuffed the treasures into his arms again.
While he was packing up the treasures, Jian Wushuang thought about the previous conversation and soon realized something, so he asked, "What you just said is that you have to go to the court every year to make offerings. How about receiving offerings from the court?"
Is this the Second Emperor’s son, Young Master Jiu?”
Wei Liujia nodded. Jian Wushuang's warmth invisibly shortened the distance between them. In addition, almost Wudingxiu visited Dagushan on weekdays, leaving him with no one to talk to, so he unknowingly opened up the chat box.
"Yes, I have to go to the Heavenly Palace to make offerings every other year."
Jian Wushuang was moved when he heard the words. After looking at each other and Di Qing, he asked again, "Then, has the court service this year started or not yet?"
"Not yet," Wei Liujia shook his head and said, "Every Hua Nian court service starts when the Second Emperor's son returns from attending the heavenly banquet. This Hua Nian court service has been postponed for some reason for some reason, but
It will start in three years."
Jian Wu's eyes lit up, he was dozing off and he immediately put the pillow on his pillow. Originally, he was still having a headache about how to approach Young Master Jiu, but now this problem was solved immediately.
As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Wei Liujia was squeezed out by other mountain lords, he was still the lord who could go straight to the Heavenly Palace and meet Prince Jiu.
This alone is what Jian Wushuang needs urgently.
If you go to the Heavenly Palace with him to get close to Young Master Jiu, you will have a fairly legitimate and difficult-to-detect identity. As long as the silver bell is by Young Master Jiu's side or nearby, you will definitely be able to find her whereabouts!
Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang said, "If we want to go to the Heavenly Palace with you to meet Young Master Jiu, can we?"
Wei Liujia was startled, and soon his face became troubled, "I'm afraid this is not good, the Heavenly Palace is heavily guarded, and everyone who goes to pay tribute will be thoroughly investigated, just in case..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Jian Wushuang knew what he was thinking. If they were taken to the Heavenly Palace, any consequences and problems that would arise would definitely not be something he, a little Yanxian, could bear.
Just when Jian Wushuang was about to continue convincing him, Zhao Ting, who had been silent in the distance, slowly walked forward.
Wei Liujia subconsciously looked up. At this sight, he suddenly trembled. He hurriedly stood up straight and saluted Zhao Ting, "Wei Liujia, the humble Lord of Dagushan Mountain, I have met Zhao Tianguan."
"Do you recognize me?" Zhao Ting came to him and asked quietly.
"Of course, you are the heavenly official next to the Second Emperor's son, so you must keep your humble position in mind." Wei Liujia said sarcastically.
Zhao Ting nodded and said, "I also recognize you, and you were the one who impressed me the most. I can still remember you."
His eyes lit up, "Thank you, Zhao Tianguan, for remembering your humble position."
"Of course, remember, you are the most unique among the seventeen mountain masters." Zhao Ting said with a slight smile.
"Ah haha... Really." Wei Liujia looked embarrassed, and naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Ting's words.
During this annual court ceremony, he always made a fool of himself and was unable to come to Taiwan, which would certainly leave a deep impression on people.
If nothing else goes wrong, he will make a fool of himself again in this Tiangong court ceremony.
Zhao Ting naturally didn't know what he was thinking, and continued, "They are all my colleagues. Because I have important matters, I can't go to the Heavenly Palace recently. Can you take them to the Heavenly Palace to make offerings?"
Although Zhao Ting was asking, his tone was non-negotiable.
Although her words were full of loopholes, Wei Liujia did not dare to disobey her order, so he had to hold his hands and said, "Go back to Zhao Tianguan. Wei Liujia, the master of Dagushan Mountain, can do it."
Zhao Ting nodded, then looked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang gave her an affirmative look in return, then stood up and walked towards Wei Liujia.
"Brother Wei, I am going to pay homage to you. Can you prepare any gifts for the second emperor's son?"
When Wei Liujia heard this, he suddenly started to sweat again and looked extremely embarrassed, "Yes, I'm ready, but whether I can satisfy the Second Emperor is another matter..."
"Can you let me take a look?" Jian Wushuang said with a smile.
"Okay, okay." He looked complicated and slowly stretched his hands into his arms.
After a while, some of the treasures he had hidden in his arms were taken out one after another and carefully hovered in the air.
After seeing these treasures prepared for the second emperor's son, Jian Wushuang finally believed that Wei Liujia was really poor!