Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 75 Finalizing Matters
He restrained his expression so that no one could see his emotions.

Yang Wenguang was still repenting endlessly, but Zhang Yuqing was too lazy to listen carefully to his words.

It was just a matter of intending to stand up and expose it.

The so-called three moves of treating guests, beheading, and accepting pawns.

The beheading was almost done, and the Yang family probably wouldn't do anything to make things difficult for them in the future, so they naturally wanted to follow the trend.

After listening quietly, he made a conclusion.

The main reason is to severely reprimand Zhao Yuanyan for deliberately distorting the decree of the immortal, and solemnly stated that he will sue the immortal for Zhao Yuanyan's actions.

The second is to praise the awakening behavior of all the people in the Yang family, and praise Yang Wenguang's ability to make things better if he knows his mistakes, and secretly warns that this will be his last chance.

If he dares to commit the crime again, he will be sentenced to eternal hell.

Both parties were happy, and the previous tense scene was tacitly forgotten like chalk words that were erased.

Zhang Yuqing looked at Yang Huaiyu who was extremely excited with a smile, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, and said: "Mr. Mu, you said earlier that you would hand over your grandson to me to teach with your own hands. Do you still count?"

Mu Guiying was slightly stunned, and then Lao Huai took Yang Huaiyu's arm in comfort, nodded solemnly and said, "I'm afraid His Highness Daozi will dislike my family's Huaiyu's incompetence and can't be trained badly. But if Daozi doesn't give up, I can't repay you. There is a shrine for Daozi, and he worships and worships it day and night!"

"That being the case..." Zhang Yuqing looked at Yang Huaiyu who was a little afraid to look at him, and ordered: "Yang Huaiyu, you will be my chief disciple, will you be willing?"

"I, I, I, I..." Yang Huaiyu repeated awkwardly, feeling the heavy pressure from Daozi's body, which made him tremble to the point where he could hardly breathe smoothly.

After stammering for more than ten seconds, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed in salute: "Huaiyu pays homage to Master Zhang!"

Zhang Yuqing was not stingy either, and immediately waved his hand to fetch a small piece of gold ingot from the storage bag, smelted it into a plaque, engraved with Yang Huaiyu's surname and Taoist's personal words, and gave it to him.

The method of this void creature immediately frightened the three of them, and even Lu Liang, who was waiting quietly on one side, was slightly startled.

'Sure enough, it was handed down by an immortal, and it is far more outstanding than those who have illusory celestial karma.In the eyes of mortals like us, the ability of these kinds of spells is probably on par with real immortals, right?The so-called people of immortal fate, apart from talking a few more words with the real immortal, what else have they gained? '

Among the four people present, there were two people of immortal fate, Lu Liang and Yang Huaiyu.

But they really didn't feel that they were any different from ordinary people after granting the fairy fate.

It is nothing more than being light and healthy, and delaying aging a little.

As for any fairy family techniques, don't mention them, they don't know it at all.

That is to say, Lu Liang once got a talisman to ward off evil spirits from Daozi, and enjoyed the feeling of being holy in front of others in Wangjiazhuang.

Yang Huaiyu received the gold medal in surprise and joy, immediately took off the jadeite jade medallion around his waist, untied the five-color silk rope, casually tossed the jade medallion, and put it on the gold medal, pinning it on his waist happily.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang, for your appreciation!"

Yang Wenguang and Mu Guiying also hurriedly saluted: "Children are stubborn, all thanks to the teacher's teaching."

The title has been decided, Zhang Yuqing raised his hand to inject a magic power, held up the three of them and said: "You must all know that our sect is planning a grand play, and they are looking for people to play it."

Yang Huaiyu nodded: "I know."

"I think Huaiyuhaier is suitable for one of the roles. I intend to let him play the role. I wonder if you are willing?"

Mu Guiying and Yang Wenguang looked at each other at the same time, thinking, "Could it be that Huaiyu and Daozi had planned it long ago?" '

"I have no opinion!"

Yang Huaiyu was also in a daze, remembering that his excuse to come to Xishan today was also to be an actor, but he didn't want to coincide with Master Zhang's idea.

I don't know what kind of role I will take on... Inexplicably, I still feel a little nervous.

After all, he is young at heart, playful and curious.

I was unable to watch the miraculous water-mist mirror curtain at the festival site in person that day, and I could only imagine how magnificent and spectacular it was from the dictation of others, and my heart was already itching.

This is one of the reasons why he invited his grandmother and father to come to Xishan to plead guilty on the grounds of being an actor.

Now that I suddenly heard that I had a real chance to climb into that mysterious water curtain and become an 'actor', my heart couldn't help beating.

Hearing that the Yang family had no objection to the role of the direct grandson, Zhang Yuqing was also slightly taken aback.

You know, in the feudal period, actors were at the bottom of the social discrimination chain.

What is the status of the Yang family, how can the direct grandchildren be associated with such a humble profession as an actor?

Even in later generations, it is rare to hear the rumors of a wealthy family sending their direct descendants into the entertainment circle.

Now that the promise was so happy, he was caught off guard.

However, he only thought that it was the Yang family who dared not disobey his will, and did not think deeply about it.

"That's good. Next, Huaiyu will stay in the theater and receive a few days of guidance on improving her acting skills, so she doesn't have to go home."

Mu Guiying and Yang Wenguang knew nothing about this, so they could only murmur: "Yes!"

"Besides, I have something to wait for you to do."

The title given to Yang Huaiyu's chief disciple was not without price. Zhang Yuqing raised his eyes slightly and told Yang Wenguang:

"Your family has a training ground outside Bianliang City, right?"

"some."

"How big?"

"If you count the surrounding area, it's about 350 mu of land."

"Can it be leveled?"

"The surrounding areas of Kaifeng are plains, barely flat."

"Since that's the case, your family needs to arrange seats and benches in the arena, and use this place for other purposes."

Yang Wenguang was sweating slightly, clasped his fists and asked, "I wonder if I could ask Master Zhang to explain something, so I can send someone to arrange the venue according to local conditions."

"It doesn't matter if you say it to me, I want to use this place as a performance venue, and invite all the people in the city to take turns to watch this exquisite and wonderful play!"

Yang Wenguang pursed his lower lip lightly, his face full of disbelief.

However, thinking of the endless tricks of Dao Zixian's family, he didn't say much, he just surrendered.

……

After finalizing the issue of the male lead and the theater, Zhang Yuqing was in no mood to entertain the Yang family, and immediately issued an order to evict the guests.

Yang Huaiyu bid farewell to Mu Guiying and Yang Wenguang, and followed Lu Daochang with agitation, imagining the days when she followed the master's knees to practice immortality, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

Lu Liang turned his head and looked at him strangely, then led him to a thatched house and pointed out: "Here, this is your residence!"

Yang Huaiyu stared dumbfounded at the crumbling thatched hut with air leaks from all sides, and said in amazement, "This, this, this, can people live in it?"

Daoist Lu dusted off his whisk and glanced at him: "You still despise it? This is a temporary residence specially allocated for the sake of you being the chief disciple of Daozi. Otherwise, you will have to eat like other new disciples. Sleep in the wind, find a way to solve the accommodation problem by yourself!"

Yang Huaiyu turned her head to look, and saw that the stream and hills were crowded with newly promoted disciples with their bedrolls rolled up. They were salivating at his rotten thatched cottage. Said: "Hahaha, it really is a fairy house, I was wrong!"

(End of this chapter)