My brother is so cunning

Chapter 959: A Match Made in Heaven
Although the Queen Mother of the West had not yet made it clear, Wen Rui had already guessed her plan. He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the two fairies, Jiang Yun and Yue Ying, who were serving by the Queen Mother's orders, and saw that they were also blushing and secretly observing him.

Their eyes met, and the two immediately looked away in a panic.

It seems that the Queen Mother had already given instructions to the two of them and sought their opinions, or perhaps she didn't need to seek their opinions at all and simply issued an edict to them.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but this humble subject has long since lost all worldly desires..."

Wen Rui said calmly, "The gods in Heaven are mostly carefree and leisurely. Back then, the immortals of both sects refused to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods because they did not want to be bound by rules, which led to a great calamity. But my temperament is different from that of ordinary immortals. I like to be busy and do things. When I am idle, I feel at a loss."

“My temperament is inherited from my father. Before he was deified, he spent his whole life working day and night to revitalize the Shang Dynasty. I have been assisting him since I was a child and have never had a day of rest or play.”

"Many rumors circulate in the Three Realms about my licentious and dissolute behavior before I was conferred the title of God. They say that I was a spoiled brat, born into a powerful family, raised by women, and spent my days in the inner quarters appreciating incense and jade, mingling with a group of maids, which is why I developed such a bad and unruly nature."

"In fact, I went to the North Sea with my father when I was fourteen years old, and spent my youth in the military. I didn't return to Da Shang until I was thirty."

"After returning, I took up the important position of engineer and traveled all over the Shang Dynasty to oversee the construction of countless water conservancy and livelihood projects, never slacking off for a single day."

"Now that I have ascended to heaven and been conferred the title of god, my father is in charge of all the thunder in the world. Every bolt of lightning is personally verified by him before it strikes. He is just like the one who did back then. With my father as an example, how can I be greedy for comfort and enjoyment and dare not relax in the slightest?"

These words sounded grand and dignified, but they were actually true.

The Jade Emperor spent his days listening to elegant music and watching fairies dance, and most of the gods in Heaven were in the same boat. Only some positions were very busy, while most were just loafing around and waiting to die.

The gods viewed those busy posts as punishment; if someone was assigned to one, it meant they had committed a sin and were being punished.

For example, the position of Shen Gongbao, the Water Dividing General who guards the sea eye and controls the tides, was clearly pointed out during the conferment of the gods, making it clear that this position was meant to torment him.

Wen Zhong's position as the Thunder God is also a very busy one. There is no day without thunder in the mortal realm, and every bolt of lightning strikes without reason. Under Wen Zhong's supervision, he has almost never struck anyone by mistake.

Thousands of years later, the Heavenly Court declined, and the gods no longer fulfilled their divine duties. As a result, the thunder in the mortal realm began to strike haphazardly, completely losing its accuracy.

Wen Rui's diligence was forced out by the system's mandatory hellish experience. He had initially considered simply lying down and giving up, but the experience of the Avici Hell was too unbearable. After each experience, he couldn't help but want to end his own suffering.

Unwilling to commit suicide, he could only grit his teeth and desperately grind the task progress bar, hoping to one day complete the task, escape the sea of ​​suffering, and break free from the system's control.

Although he didn't work overtime voluntarily, Wen Rui's diligence over the years has been genuine. Even after being deified, he never slacked off for a single day. The achievements he made in those few decades were more than many gods did in thousands of years.

In front of the Queen Mother of the West, Wen Rui also tried to find a reasonable explanation for his troublemaking nature: it was a family trait, the Wen family had such a tradition, like father, like son.

The Queen Mother of the West did not doubt her words; instead, she nodded slowly, as if she had accepted Wen Rui's explanation in its entirety.

To the female shaman, whose mind was full of feudal ideas, this argument seemed perfectly reasonable and self-consistent.

The idea that "like begets like" is deeply ingrained. Dragons beget dragons, phoenixes beget phoenixes, and a rat's son knows how to dig a hole; even a deity cannot achieve great things without a good birth.

"Your words, Little Celestial Venerable, are incorrect. As the saying goes, yin cannot produce, and yang cannot grow. The harmony of yin and yang in heaven and earth is also a great truth."

The Queen Mother of the West was not impatient after being rejected. She spoke eloquently and said, "People also have a great misunderstanding about me. They think that I like to break up couples and dislike immortals having mortal desires. But the truth is that one of my important divine duties is to govern marriage and childbirth."

"Those immortals and fairies who were punished for having worldly desires were punished because their yin and yang were not compatible. It was just a karmic obstacle in the mortal world, but they took it as the whole of life. They were only reaping what they sowed."

"If I hadn't stopped it in time, punished it, and corrected the yin and yang principles of heaven and earth, who knows how many more grievances would have been caused."

"But I have heard that the situation of the Little Celestial Venerable is different. In my temple, the Little Celestial Venerable's yang energy pillar is soaring straight into the sky, which is an excessive sign. If there is no yin energy to balance it, it will definitely lead to an imbalance of the Dao heart, which will be very detrimental to cultivation."

The Queen Mother spoke with great conviction, as if it were the truth, but Wen Rui did not take it seriously.

These are all pseudo-scientific views from the Chan sect explaining the Way of Heaven. They observe a few phenomena, but without rigorous argumentation and experimentation, they just spout off and rely on their power and influence to make their pronouncements law and establish rules.

Wen Rui glanced at the two blushing fairies behind him, weighed the pros and cons in his mind, scratched his head and said, "Your Majesty is right. This humble subject thanks Your Majesty for enlightening me."

Seeing that he did not resist, the Queen Mother couldn't help but smile and said with satisfaction, "As expected of a disciple of the Jie Sect who has mastered the secrets of the Jie Heaven, you understand the ultimate truth of the Heavenly Dao so easily."

"Since Little Celestial Venerable Wen has heeded my advice, then let's seize the day and I'll arrange a match made in heaven for you."

Wen Rui cupped his hands in thanks and said, "Your Majesty's concern is deeply appreciated."

"Why must you be so formal, son-in-law?"

The Queen Mother's smile deepened. Pointing to the two uneasy fairies behind Wen Rui, she said, "Yueying and Jiangyun have followed me since childhood. I watched them grow up, and my feelings for them are no different from those for my own daughters."

"I will arrange for one of them to marry you, making you a heavenly prince consort. What do you think?"

"The fairy of Yaochi is of exceptional character and is a perfect match for me. If I could marry her, it would be the greatest fortune of my life."

Wen Rui remained calm and composed, showing neither surprise nor excitement, as if he were not the one who was to marry the stunning beauty.

The Queen Mother, having achieved her wish and feeling completely satisfied, eagerly inquired, "I wonder which of my two goddaughters the Little Celestial Venerable prefers?"

Wen Rui stroked his three long strands of beard, pondered for a moment, and his gaze lingered unabashedly between the two fairies. He murmured, "To be honest, Your Majesty, both of these fairies have served with me. I know a little about their temperaments and character. They are both exceptionally well-matched in the Three Realms. It's really difficult to choose..."

The two fairies, who were being stared at by him, were no longer shy. They did not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the Queen Mother, but instead kept giving each other subtle glances, as if silently shouting, "Choose me, choose me!"

(End of this chapter)