If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 131 Meeting an old friend again
Facing the whip, Xiaoyu's right hand was like a vine. He met it with skill and used the "Wild Vines of the Humulus Sword" move on the whip.

Well, it’s the “Nine Flower Sword: Vigorous Will” that she customized specially for Ziying.

Of course, the publicly declared name is definitely not Humulus, but "Little Yellow Flower Sword".

Her arms were like vines and seemed even more flexible than the tip of a whip.

It is not only flexible, but also can release force.

The black woman's whip was very powerful, but after being entangled by her "vine arms", the power suddenly disappeared and Xiaoyu was held in her hand obediently.

"Come here!" Xiaoyu smiled and pulled gently.

"Huh~~"

Not only did Xiaoyu fail to pull it, she also sensed a strange internal force that gave her a sense of familiarity.

The black girl knows martial arts and has internal strength.

This is not surprising, after all, this is a world of gods and demons, but the inner strength of the black woman
Xiaoyu shook her arms lightly, and her arms swayed up and down like soft, boneless whips.

The black woman's whip was very powerful, but it had no effect on her arms.

The black woman used too much force and did not expect the whip to suddenly fall off Xiaoyu's arm. She fell backwards and almost fell off the horse.

"This black woman is actually cultivating the righteousness of the world."

Xiaoyu was surprised.

She finally found the source of the familiar feeling: the mantra of righteousness taught to her by Hongju.

She hadn't practiced it, but she had studied it, so when she encountered true righteousness, she felt both unfamiliar and inexplicably familiar.

What surprised Xiaoyu was that those who could cultivate a righteous spirit were all Confucian scholars who were well-read in poetry and books.

The other party was a black foreign girl, not very old.
Xiaoyu glanced at Hei Mei who was trying to stabilize her body in a hurry, and followed Aunt Liu's pull to get back into the carriage.

“Those are the Black Tooth people. Although the Black Tooth Nation is also an overseas ethnic group, they are not barbarians. The Great State of China once personally recognized them as a nation of etiquette and culture.

And I know that black girl, her name is 'Wen Zhiruo', she is a great scholar who is highly respected and admired by the nobles in Luodu!

I suspect the lady in the bamboo hat beside her is the king's Thirteenth Princess!
You have been in Tianmen Town for some time, and you like to chat with your neighbors. You must have heard of the Thirteenth Princess, right? "

Xiaoyu lifted the small curtain at the back and looked at the lady in the bamboo hat behind her.

She was walking side by side with Hei Mei. At this moment, she was covering her mouth and laughing heartily in the street, her body swaying gently like a lotus in the wind.

"Princess Thirteen? Are you sure?"

Xiaoyu had indeed heard of the reputation of Thirteenth Princess Li Qianyue.

Although Li Manman, one of the "Five Great Sword Masters", is famous, she can only be ranked first on the "Famous Prostitutes List".

Li Qianyue, however, is the top of the "Western Shu Ladies List". Of course, no one in Western Shu has a special ladies list.

There are many stories about Li Qianyue, such as being proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, having rare talent in immortal martial arts, and mastering several sword skills at a young age. These are all basic skills.

What really made Xiaoyu pay attention to Li Qianyue was the legend that this Thirteenth Princess possessed immortal bones and was a living immortal lady practicing Buddhism!

"Don't look at it." Aunt Liu closed the curtains and whispered, "No matter if the person next to her is the Thirteenth Princess or not, Wen Zhiruo is a great scholar and a guest of honor of the great noble of Luodu. This is a fact."

After a pause, she tactfully advised, "This kind of great scholar is not only famous himself, but also has a great influence.

Especially after the Rebellion of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms, our Western Shu completely overwhelmed the State of Lu and won the reputation of "Little China in the West".

In order to make this title recognized by all Westerners, the officials in the court intended to strengthen the promotion of Confucian culture in Shu.

You may not have noticed that in just a few months, our Tianmen Town has added seven or eight Confucian academies.

After all, "China" emphasizes both civil and military governance, and strong military power and prosperous culture are the signs of a "superior country."

Originally, the king wanted to invite great scholars from Lu to give lectures in Shu, but those old idiots were stubborn and their curses were very harsh.

So he had to settle for the next best thing and look for the great scholar Black Tooth.

To offend Wen Zhiruo is to offend a group of black-toothed scholars.

Think about it, what will be the consequences of offending a group of black-toothed scholars? "

Xiao Yu said: "I have always been an honest man. You saw it with your own eyes. The black woman took the initiative to provoke trouble."

"You are ignorant, you are talking about others first."

After a pause, Aunt Liu continued, "In fact, Kunlun slaves are very valuable. A noble lady from Shu Kingdom, who was sold to a foreign country as a slave, would only cost five hundred taels of silver at most.

But even the most ordinary Kunlun slave could be sold for a thousand taels of gold.

To exchange one thousand taels of gold for silver, at least ten thousand taels would be needed.

But no matter how valuable they are, their status as slaves will not change.

Great scholars believe that power should not be succumbed, wealth should not be corrupted, and they value dignity and integrity the most, so of course they will get angry. "

"As far as I know, Daqin doesn't really advocate Confucianism. Why do people in Heichi country study Confucianism?" Xiaoyu said.

This was the first time she had seen the Black Tooth people today, but it was not the first time she had heard of the "Black Tooth Confucians".

When Guan Huchen was planning the Little Li Fei project, he said that he would spend a huge amount of money to invite a Confucian scholar with black teeth to teach her Shangbang culture.

At that time, she didn't understand how much determination and price Hu Chen's "invitation of the great scholar Heichi" represented.

"If you ask me about the 'Eighteen Outer Dao Styles' of the Qinlou and Chuguan of the Black Tooth Kingdom, I can explain it to you in detail. But you are asking a brothel owner about Confucianism. Are you mentally ill?" Aunt Liu said unhappily.

Xiao Yu was speechless. She opened the curtain and continued to look at the foreigners outside.

In addition to the tall man and the black girl, she also saw the fair-skinned "white people from China" - Chinese faces and white skin.

Compared with other "monsters", "white people in China" are actually the most normal.

There are the people of the Pigbill Country with pig mouths, the "Three-Body People" with one head and three bodies, and the people of the Xuanyuan Country with human heads and snake bodies.
When they arrived at the port platform outside the city, Xiaoyu finally saw the legendary Zhou Raoguo flying car.

Basically the structure is similar to Kunlun Racing.

The three basic structures are windmill-like wheels, wings, and a cargo box for people to sit in.

It's just very small, with only two wheels, its wings are like giant leaf blades, and its carriage is not as big as a 1.2-meter bed.

The biggest difference is the "wind flag" in Zhou Raoren's hand when he is driving the speeding car.

Xiaoyu saw that when the flying car was flying, people around him kept waving wind flags and looked very tired.

The people of Zhourao are also "abnormal humans": their heads are as big as a bucket, taking up half of their height, and their total height is only three feet.

A clear crane cry came from the eastern sky.

The square, which was crowded with thousands of people, suddenly became quiet from being noisy.

Everyone looked up to the east and saw a white crane with a red crown and a black tail slowly floating down from the blue sky. When it was a hundred feet above the ground, anyone with a sharp eye could see a man in a black robe standing on the crane's back.

The man was eight feet tall, about thirty years old, with three short wisps of beard, a jade-like face, and a thin and elegant appearance. There were big red ribbons on each side of his crown fluttering behind his head, and his black silk robe was also swaying gently, making him look like an immortal descending to the earth.

"Greetings to the Imperial Envoy of the Upper State!"

The Prince of Qinghe led Chen Taiping and other civil and military officials to bow first.

"I kowtow to the Imperial Envoy from the upper state!"

Everyone in the square, whether they were from Shu or foreign countries, even the twenty-meter-tall "Big Foot" from the Changren Kingdom, even the proud Black-Toothed Female Confucian scholar, all used the greatest etiquette of their country and knelt down to worship the man in black clothes and red skirt who jumped off the flying crane.

For a moment, except for the imperial envoy from Shangbang, there was no one standing at the scene.

"Everyone, please stand up. Dongfang Shuo of the Great Qin is here to greet you!"

The clear and gentle voice spread in all directions, and the imperial envoy from the upper state bowed slightly and nodded in return to everyone.

"Dongfang Shuo? Is it a homonym, or..."

Xiaoyu was confused and looked up quietly.

If we use words to describe Dongfang Shuo's actions, we would find him arrogant and rude, because he only bent his waist slightly, his head was not raised high, but at least his eyes did not droop, and his hand movements were also very simple.

Anyone who sees him returning the gift can feel his grace, generosity and sincerity deep in his bones.

Neither Xiaoyu nor Aunt Liu was summoned by the Eastern Imperial Envoy.

In fact, when everyone stood up from the ground, they had never seen Dongfang Shuo again.

After exchanging a few words with the Prince of Qinghe, the imperial envoy got on the carriage pulled by sixteen horses.

The carriage was covered with gauze on all four sides, so one could clearly see the cheering people outside.

The people outside couldn't see the people inside clearly.

Afterwards, the carriage carried the imperial envoy away from Tianmen Town.

A grand banquet had already been prepared at Yingxiang Mansion, more than ten miles away.

Countless Shu Kingdom's aristocratic families, celebrities and nobles will participate.

Aunt Liu and Xiaoyu also followed all the way to Yingxiang Mansion. It was already dark, and before they got close to the gate of the banquet hall, Li Changli sent someone to inform them that they could go back.

By the way, the tall man nicknamed “Big Foot” also followed all the way to Yingxiang Mansion.

Not only did he enter the back garden of the government office, but it was also said that he would perform the "giant somersaults and tiger jumps" stunts for the imperial envoy at the banquet.

Well, this tall man makes a living in Tianmen Town by performing.

The next day at breakfast, the neighbors in Soy Sauce Lane no longer surrounded Xiaoyu immediately after seeing her and asked about the "assassination case."

They all talked enthusiastically about the demeanor and appearance of the imperial envoy from Shangbang, and their mouths, eyes and faces were full of admiration and awe.

After a quick breakfast, Aunt Zhang raised her arms and shouted, "Let's go to Yingxiang Mansion to see Master Dongfang!"

“Hualala~~”

A group of people followed, even Widow Huang sat on Sun Ergou's unicycle and joined them while holding her son.

Even though the imperial envoy had already left the city for Luodu when they arrived at Yingxiang Prefecture, after they returned they still discussed with relish the size and majesty of the imperial envoy's team.

Two nights later.

Xiaoyu finished his practice in the pool, stuffed the golden carp jade pendant into the cracks in the stone at the bottom of the pool, took a shower with scented soap, and then lay down on the bed alone.

When Hongqiu was around, Xiaoyu complained that she liked to move around a lot and that it was too crowded for two people to sleep in one small bed.

After Hongqiu left, she was left alone in a room and a bed, feeling lonely as if she were all alone in the world.

She rarely had this feeling when she was in the dunes. Maybe she was too busy surviving at that time to think about anything else.

"Miss Yu, Miss Yu"

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, a faint call came from outside the house.

There were gusts of cold wind, making the wind chimes ring under the eaves, and the parrots were still flapping their wings.

Xiao Yu did not leave her soul. She opened her eyes, jumped off the bed, and shouted in surprise: "Uncle Duan, is that you?"

She took a few quick steps, pushed open the door, and saw two familiar yet unfamiliar figures.

They are Duan Yuhan and Duan Guisheng.

They wore Tongtian crowns, black official uniforms, python belts around their waists, a jade pendant with cloud patterns, and black leather Liuhe boots. They had extraordinary manners and looked majestic.

Xiaoyu has never seen Guan Chenghuang himself, but she has been to the City God Temple, and the Guan Chenghuang in the temple is not as good as Duan Yuhan in front of her.

She even saw some "kingly bearing" in Duan Yuhan.

"Uncle, Guisheng, have you become gods?" She understood something, but her tone was still filled with surprise.

Duan Yuhan and Duan Guisheng knelt down and bowed to her three times, with a grateful look on their faces, “A few days ago, a ghost messenger from the underworld found my father and me at Sancha Ridge and told us that Miss Yu used her military merits to exchange for the position of City God for us.

Tonight, at the North Mountain of Luodu, Lord Dongfang Shuo built the Conferred God Platform and personally bestowed upon us the City God's sacred scrolls, seals and other items. I have officially become the City God of Jinyang, Western Lu, and must immediately take Guisheng with me to take up the office.

Because I begged the Imperial Envoy, I was able to meet Miss Yu."

At this point, the gratitude and joy on his face turned into sadness, and tears as big as beans dripped from his eyes. He covered his face and cried, "God is unfair. A good person like Miss Yu has fallen into the teaching office. It's a pity that I just found out about it.

If I had known this would happen, I would rather die than accept the position of City God."

Guisheng was also crying beside him.

Even if they become ghosts in the underworld, they are still ghosts, and their cries are very creepy.

Xiao Yu smiled and said, "Uncle, Guisheng, don't cry. The envoys from the upper state did give me the opportunity to be the city god, but I refused, but not for the two of you.

I refused because I have greater ambitions, admire the way of immortals, and look down on the position of ghosts and gods.

The current situation is indeed unbearable, but it will not last forever.

Just wait, until one day I step on a flying sword, descend from Qingming, and visit you in Jinyang."

Duan Yuhan was still upset and angry, but she could do nothing but wipe away her tears and said bitterly: "Although she has become a god of a country, the only thing Guisheng and I can do is to pray to God day and night to bless the young lady to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and achieve immortality as soon as possible."

Xiaoyu laughed and said, "I hope you can keep doing the other thing."

"What's the matter? Miss Yu, just tell me. My father and I will do our best to handle it." Duan Yuhan said solemnly.

Xiao Yu restrained his smile and said seriously: "Be a good City God who is worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth!"

(End of this chapter)