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Chapter 57 Choice is important

The top of the imperial city.

The rain was heavy and the thunder thundered.

There was a middle-aged sword cultivator with one arm and a sword on his back, standing on the Great Flame Dragon Wall watching the rain, his expression silent, not knowing what he was waiting for.

a certain moment.

The rain falling from all directions seemed to be still, every drop of water condensed in the air and remained motionless, and the splash of water that hit the bluestone ground did not change.

The one-armed swordsman looked in one direction of the city gate with an indifferent expression.

"I didn't expect that Zuo Renxian, the number one worshiper of the Taoist Alliance, would also be here to guard the door?"

A drunkard wearing a bamboo hat and a bamboo stick came over with a smile and a wine gourd in his hand.

"Your ability to kill gods with your sword is just as impressive as mine. We have been fighting for so long, but we haven't seen you use your true skills."

The one-armed sword cultivator moved his gaze back to the depths of the palace and said in a calm tone: "Old drunkard, if you have any fart, just let it go."

Zhao Xuanwu suppressed the smile on his face, squinted his eyes and said: "On the surface, you, the Taoist Alliance, are helping the Holy Master to overcome the calamity and giving him a fourth chance to jump over the Dragon Gate, but in fact, they are harming him."

The one-armed sword cultivator's eyes showed no emotion, "All of this is the Holy One's own choice. It has nothing to do with me to try or not to try. I am just worshiping the Dao Alliance, and my words don't count."

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Xuanwu suddenly laughed out loud and sneered:
  "What a good plot."

"Since it has nothing to do with you, why haven't you taken action until now? Instead, let Leichi Taoist Temple deal with some trivial matters. Are you thinking of taking action when you have no choice, so that the people of Dayan can be grateful to your Taoist sect? ?”

The one-armed swordsman shook his head, looked in the direction of Tianmen, and explained:

"Taking action now will only end the Dragon Tribulation completely, and instead harm the Holy One. Not everyone can be like you, slashing through the dragon gate with a sword and transforming into a noble person."

"Humph!"

Zhao Xuanwu snorted coldly and stamped his bamboo stick on the ground. The slight ripples were like a stone thrown into the sea, causing everything in all directions to return to their original state. The heavy rain continued, with pattering raindrops, splashing water, and mist. Block out the sky.

"It better be this way."

When these words were spoken, the person had already disappeared.

Shengjing Academy.

The terrain is relatively high, and it was built from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, so it was lucky that it was not flooded by the heavy rain. There was only a handsome man whose scholar's shirt was soaked by the rain, and his body was shivering from the cold, taking shelter from the rain on the eaves of the academy.

The eaves are not wide, but rainwater still drifts in.

Chen Ke huddled in the corner, holding his luggage, looking downcast, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Many words he said when he was kicked out of the academy flashed through his mind.

"Your Majesty, you don't even have the honor of being a civil servant, so you are worthy of studying in Shengjing Academy?"

"No, what qualifications does a scholar who came in through connections have to occupy this three-thirds of an acre of land?"

"Let him go. Anyway, Chief Qi Shan has resigned and there is no one to protect him."

Chen Ke clenched his palms. Although he was angry, there was nothing he could do.

After studying for twenty years, I have only reached the third level of enlightenment.

If you say it, it will make people laugh out loud.

In Confucian practice, one must first cultivate one's character and nature, and then clarify one's mind and establish one's destiny. Only then can one absorb the cultural spirit of heaven and earth by virtue of the destiny of the court, and be trained to become a successful scholar. Only then can one cultivate a noble and righteous spirit and become a gentleman in the seventh realm.

"Chen Ke, Chen Ke, why are you so unsatisfactory? Mr. Qi values ​​you so much that he still asked someone to kick you out."

Chen Ke smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Mr. Qi has now been dismissed as prime minister. Everyone says that he participated in rebellion. Going to seek refuge with him now will only cause trouble to his old man."

"It's better to go find His Highness the Second Prince. Maybe there will be a turn for the better. His mansion has been recruiting aides and disciples."

Thinking of this, Chen Ke could only hug his luggage to ensure that the books inside would not get wet by the rain, carrying the strong wind and rain on his back while wearing cloth shoes.

Not long after, he ran to the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion, the second prince's residence.

Knocked on the door bolt.

The concierge opened the door impatiently and found a poor scholar who had been soaked in the rain.

Chen Ke squeezed out a flattering smile and said: "Your Excellency, Chen Ke, His Highness recommended me to Shengjing Academy before. Now I want to join His Highness the Second Prince. I heard that His Highness the Second Prince has a reputation of knowing people and being good at appointing people. Anyone who joins me will be Is there a good place to go?”

The concierge glanced at him and nodded: "It is indeed true, but His Highness does not accept everyone. You have to report some skills, special skills, or things you often do. After all, Your Highness does not raise idle people. .”

"I can quickly copy scriptures, read more than 10,000 volumes of books, help old women sell pears, write family letters for expedition soldiers, frame calligraphy and paintings, and inscribe door couplets for my parents and fellow villagers. Do these count?"

The porter shook his head repeatedly: "It's useless to read too many books, and it's useless to know how to write. Many of His Highness's disciples can do that. As for the good deeds done, they are meaningless to His Highness."

"Since you don't have any skills, you might as well leave. Your Highness doesn't care for idlers."

After saying that, he closed the door, only the wind and rain remained the same.

However, Chen Ke did not give up.

"Nowadays, there are so many princes in the capital who are recruiting people to open their own houses. If one family is not good enough, then the second family will be the one."

He stored the package in a Chenghuang Temple in the city, and then went out into the heavy rain again.

However, the answers received were more or less the same.

"You dare to come here even if you are a rotten scholar. Go away quickly! His Royal Highness the King of Chu is missing!"

"Go, go, don't miss His Highness' Taoist practice."

"His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is missing. His Highness is not available."

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince went to the Confucian Temple to study, but has not returned yet. Moreover, you only have the reputation of being a scholar, and we must at least be a Jinshi." "The Ninth Prince is not in the palace. He has gone out. Please come back."

After being rejected by many companies, Chen Ke was completely disheartened.

He sat in the Chenghuang Temple to take shelter from the rain. Outside the temple, there was a cold wind and heavy rain, thinking silently.

If my mother hadn't eloped with my father, I wouldn't have been in such a miserable state.

He is a distant relative of the Qi family. His mother's surname is Qi, but his father's surname is Chen, and he was originally a member of the fifth rank of the imperial court.

But twenty years ago, when he was five years old, his father was implicated in a party dispute in the imperial court, resulting in his dismissal.

Their family has been in decline since then. His father died of illness, and his mother worked hard to raise him until he was ten years old. She also passed away one after another. She told him to recognize his ancestors and return to the clan, but she couldn't even enter the Qi family gate.

I finally got the title of scholar and worked hard, but I encountered a fraud case in the imperial examination, and all the results in the examination room were invalid.

I thought it would be better after entering Shengjing Academy, but unexpectedly, it was still the same.

He was too unlucky in his life.

Wherever you go, something will happen.

Just as he sighed, he discovered that there was also a sigh from the other side of the City God's Temple.

Chen Ke just raised his ears and listened.

"Sect Master, our Linglong Sect's luck is too bad. Whoever you seek refuge in will have your luck disappear. It's really too evil."

"Yes, I initially took refuge with the Sixth Prince. His mother was a noble concubine of the imperial court. The head of the Wang family was a scholar of the Nine Realms. He had support from many caves. He didn't mess with anything other than a brothel. Who knew that this guy would do the following things? .”

"The fifth prince is the most angry. He thinks that this guy is so familiar with the second prince, so he will not be defeated so easily, and he will not attract so much attention if he takes refuge with him. Who knows that people from the Taoist sect actually want to kill him, and he will die soon. Well, we can’t afford to offend the Dao Alliance at all!”

"Finally, it's the eldest prince. Even if he gets less love, it doesn't matter. Who would have thought that he would rebel for no reason."

"Our Linglong Sect has lost everything. Half of the sect's belongings have been invested in it."

A woman in a long gown holding a sword with a complicated expression said to another beautiful woman wearing a white gauze hat.

Six princes?
  When Chen Ke heard this, he remembered.

Among the princes, only the sixth prince did not seek refuge with him.

Mainly because he couldn't find the sixth prince's palace anywhere.

Otherwise, you can also give it a try.

"Sect Master, do we still want to change our target?"

The woman in long gown asked.

The woman in the white gauze hat thought for a while: "I still want it. Dayan has experienced seven emperors for more than three hundred years. Every time the throne changes, the cards are reshuffled. The rewards will be ten times and a hundred times. We can't miss such a good opportunity. Chance."

"It's just that the selection of candidates this time must be very careful, not like the previous three times."

The woman in the long gown pursed her lips and said: "A sect like ours can't find a single eleventh realm monk in a sect like ours. Can we really bet against those big forces?"

The woman in the white gauze and bamboo hat gently shook her head: "In this world, ordinary sects like us are the majority, such as Ziyang Palace, Tianshi Mansion, Leiyin Temple, Xiaolingyin Temple, Chiyang Mountain, Feiniu Wuzhuang There are only a handful of such powerful forces in charge of many sects."

After she finished speaking, she glanced towards the other side of the City God's Temple, and it was obvious that she had already discovered that someone was eavesdropping.

"Master, eavesdropping is not a good habit."

After hearing this, Chen Ke walked out honestly and said hello cautiously.

"Hello, two fairy sisters."

When the woman in the long gown saw that it was a young Confucian scholar in the Third Realm, she chuckled, arched her eyebrows, and asked, "Why are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

Chen Ke frankly told the truth: "My experience is similar to that of the two fairy sisters, so I have a sympathetic heart."

"Oh?"

Curiosity appeared in the eyes of the woman in the white gauze and bamboo hat.

"Hansheng Chen Ke, I have been to the palace many times today. I have a general understanding of the basic situation of the palace. Not to mention arrogance and rudeness, most of them have their eyes above their heads. There are many polite refusals. I think if you want to join a certain party, it is not a good choice. .”

"You might as well tell me what you think."

The woman in the long gown had puzzled eyes, blinked hard, and said in surprise: "Sect Master, you still ask him what he thinks, he is just a minor Confucian cultivator in the Third Realm."

"Both ordinary people in the market and disciples of the Immortal Family all have their own opinions. No matter whether the truth is deep or shallow, there is always some truth to it."

The woman in the white gauze and bamboo hat replied calmly, ignoring the heavy rain outside, and said:

"You go on."

Chen Ke seemed to be used to the tone of these gods, and said with a wry smile: "If you have any opinions, I'm just sharing some feelings. But I plan to go to the Sixth Prince to try again later. If it doesn't work, then I will just I can go back to my hometown.”

The woman in the long gown frowned and said: "The sixth prince has committed a serious crime and is in the cold palace. He has not yet opened his palace. If you want to take refuge with him, you can only go to the Wang family. Don't you know?"

Chen Ke was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "I haven't been in the capital for a long time, so I really don't know. Thank you to the fairy sister for informing me."

After saying that, he ignored the heavy rain and ran towards the Wang family with a glimmer of hope.

"Why would anyone seek refuge with the Sixth Prince?"

The woman in long gown looked at his back, very puzzled.

The woman in the white gauze and bamboo hat pondered for a moment: "The scholar didn't say anything, and even I didn't pay attention to it. Now the sixth prince is not dead yet, but he is very safe in the cold palace. If he can survive these thirty years, he might become a An unexpected choice.”

When the woman in the long gown heard this, her face was very surprised, and she said with an ugly face: "Sect Master, there is a small clay sculpture in the Imperial Capital that carries incense, but I need a bag of red gold sacred copper. I can buy it from three mountains. The sacred copper cast by the Great Yan court is for monks. Divided into green gold, purple gold, and red gold, how much do we have in total? Do we really want to invest in the sixth prince? In thirty years, the day lilies have become cold."

The woman in the white gauze and bamboo hat glanced at the heavy rain and said calmly:
  "Don't be anxious. Let's wait and see for a while. Maybe there will be another change."

(End of this chapter)