I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 266: The Fifth Level of Immortals
In the twentieth year of Mingde, the winter of Tianqi was as bone-chillingly cold as in previous years.

The yellow sand in the northwest is covered with snow, the city of Wangjing is full of wintersweets, and the moat is covered with solid ice.

As the New Year is approaching, every household in the city has hung up red lanterns and posted Spring Festival couplets. The lively and festive atmosphere has slightly diluted the frost that has lasted for a long time.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, as soon as the night watchman rang the sixth watch, the charcoal seller who had gone out early in the morning had already put on his straw raincoat, rode his donkey and carried a basket on his shoulder.

The heavy snow fell all night long and didn't stop in the morning.

The two stone lions in front of the General's Mansion had their feet covered in snow. They stood with bright eyes in the dawn, looking at the pedestrians passing by the gate.

An elderly charcoal seller rode his donkey past the gate of the mansion, leaving behind two lines of hoof prints that were soon covered by the heavy snow.

He put his hands into his sleeves, looked at the dark morning sky, and muttered something.

"It's so cold..."

The charcoal seller walked along the wall to the side door of the general's mansion, unloaded the charcoal basket on the donkey's back, raised his head and knocked on the door: "Sir, today's charcoal has been delivered."

A long while after he finished speaking, there was a creaky sound, and the narrow side door opened from the inside. Two young servants came out with a wooden basket, paid the money neatly, lifted the charcoal basket together, and poured the charcoal into their own baskets.

The old man squinted his eyes and counted the money. He counted it twice and suddenly said, "Ouch!" "Sir, you gave me too much."

The servant waved his hand indifferently: "Just take it. It's almost the New Year, and the steward said it's for the sake of celebration."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The charcoal seller bowed for a while and said a few auspicious words to wish everyone a happy new year. Then he put the empty basket back on the donkey's back, smiled and rode back.

He still has charcoal to deliver to several noble families.

After riding his donkey out of the long street where the General's Mansion was located, the old man was stunned. He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

"Strange, can we still catch wild geese at this time of year?"

At the general's mansion, two servants collected the charcoal, turned around and came out with brooms, rubbed their hands, walked around to the main gate, and swept the snow that had piled up at the door overnight.

The two of them were busy with their hands and their mouths were not idle either.

"He's almost thirty now, do you think the Taoist priest in our mansion is going to leave?"

"It looks like they're leaving soon. I saw Butler Li asking people to help pack his luggage a few days ago."

"Well, I heard that Taoist priest will be our son-in-law in the future. I didn't expect that Taoist priests could get married. I don't know what the young lady and the general like about him. He looks like a poor Taoist priest."

"What do you know? That Taoist is a Taoist master from Wangcheng Mountain. He is poor, so what? We in the General's Mansion are not short of money. Besides, he is so handsome. I have never seen anyone as handsome as him..."

He didn't continue talking because he was stunned where he was and saw someone who was more handsome than the Taoist priest in the mansion.

The other person turned around and also stood there in a daze.

On such a snowy day, the person who came was only wearing thin clothes, and what's more, he was so good-looking.

The young man holding the wild goose was dressed in a blue shirt, had an upright figure, and exuded a gentle aura that made people feel close to him.

Beside him followed two women, dressed in white gauze, with skin as white as snow and elegant temperaments. They were prettier than the world-famous Concubine Xuan in the palace. I'm afraid they must be fairies from heaven who would look like this.

However, even such a beauty was still inferior to that young man and was extremely eye-catching.

I never thought there would be such a beautiful woman in the world!
"Hey, wake up, come back to your senses."

Chu Zhao held the wild goose and waved it in front of the two servants.

The two servants came back to their senses and immediately bowed and asked, "May I know who is the distinguished guest?"

Judging from his looks, dress and temperament, he is definitely a distinguished guest.

"Just say Chu Zhao and his wife came to propose marriage, Ye Xiaoying will naturally know."

The two looked at each other and communicated silently with their eyes.

One person winked and said: I seem to have heard this name somewhere before, do you know it?
The other person shrugged regretfully: I haven't heard of it, I don't know him.

Wait, Chu Zhao...

The man winked and suddenly thought of something. He turned his head and looked at Chu Zhao. His heart suddenly trembled, and he knelt down directly: "I... pay my respects to... the Emperor Chu."

The other man was still confused, but when he heard the word "Emperor Chu", he shuddered all over, looked around, and knelt on the ground, saying in panic: "Chu, Emperor Chu, I pay my respects to the Emperor Chu."

"Hmm?" Chu Zhao was a little surprised and looked at the man who knelt first: "Do you know me?"

There were actually quite a few people in Apocalypse City who knew him. After all, when he caused a big disturbance in Apocalypse City, he left a deep impression on many people.

But now more than 20 years have passed, and the people who knew him were all middle-aged and elderly people, while the two people in front of him were only about 17 or 18 years old. Logically, they should not know him.

The man shook his head: "I have heard of your deeds."

"I guess it's not a good reputation." Chu Zhao smiled and looked down at him: "Get up."

"Yes."

The two men responded and stood up tremblingly.

One of them took a few steps back with weak legs, then turned around and ran towards the door with a broom in hand, raised his hand and knocked on the door knocker, shouting, "The King of Chu is here, open the door, open the door quickly!"

The other person hurriedly swept the snow on the steps to both sides, clearing a clean path.

The heavy and majestic door of the mansion was opened from the inside. The gatekeeper who was guarding the main gate was an old man. He opened the door and looked out hurriedly. He wanted to see if the person knocking on the door had recognized the wrong person, but he didn't expect that it was true.

How did this devil come to our general's mansion?
The old man was worried but didn't dare to delay. He clasped his fists towards Chu Zhao, bowed, and ran hurriedly into the mansion.

The two servants hunched over and greeted Chu Zhao and his wife and two others as they entered the house.

After waiting in the hall of the general's mansion for a while, a hearty laugh came from the side door at the back.

"Emperor Chu, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing?"

As these words were uttered, a burly man with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, rough and dark skin and a sturdy figure walked out.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's and his aura was truly extraordinary. Coupled with the armor he was wearing, he looked majestic and impressive.

"what are you thinking?"

Ye Xiaoying never expected that Chu Zhao's first words would be such a nonsensical one, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What did I think?"

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​marrying your daughter to my son?"

You have to know that they don't have much friendship between them. They were once enemies on the battlefield. Although they are not enemies, they are definitely not in a relationship where they can marry their daughter.

What do you think?

In fact, the reason is not complicated.

Firstly, after getting to know Chu Ye over and over again at the foot of Wangcheng Mountain, he found Chu Ye very pleasing to his eye and thought he was a suitable candidate for son-in-law.

Next, there is his daughter’s illness, which has not been cured for so many years, so he can only place his hope on Chu Zhao.

And just like that, the marriage was settled.

After hearing Ye Xiaoying's explanation, Chu Zhao asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that if you let your daughter marry my son, the Ye family will follow in the footsteps of the Ye family."

Ye Xiaoying also understood what Chu Zhao meant. Thinking of the emperor in the palace, he sneered and said, "He may be the late emperor, but I am not General Ye. At worst, I will resign and take care of my grandson in Wangcheng Mountain from now on."

They are both great generals, but he is Ye Xiaoying and not Ye Yu.

He is not loyal to Beili, nor to Xiao Ruojin, but to Langya King Xiao Ruofeng.

From the moment Xiao Ruofeng died, he became disappointed with the entire Beili.

He had already made arrangements for his fallback plan. Ever since he took a fancy to Chu Ye as his son-in-law, he had already started arranging for people to build a house at the foot of Wangcheng Mountain, intending to raise his children there in the future.

We can't beat you, we can't beat your son, and we can't beat your grandson? !
It’s just this idea, there’s no need to tell Chu Zhao.

"Besides, you and I are relatives now. Can you still watch His Majesty deal with me?"

"That's true."

Chu Zhao smiled and handed the wild goose over: "Let's get back to the point. I'm here today to propose marriage, and I also need to tell you about taking me as a disciple. You should have no objection, right?"

"Being able to become your disciple is a blessing that I would never ask for. What can I object to?" Ye Xiaoying smiled, glanced at the wild goose that Chu Zhao handed over, and said with some disdain: "It's just one wild goose, no more?" "Of course there are more."

Chu Zhao waved his hand, and a mountain of gifts suddenly appeared in the hall, leaving Ye Xiaoying stunned.

"What kind of Taoism is this?"

Systematic Taoism.

Chu Zhao thought so in his heart, and said with a smile: "The world is in my sleeve."

"Isn't this something from the story books? Do Taoists really have this kind of kung fu?" Ye Xiaoying looked doubtful.

"You saw it all with your own eyes, didn't you?"

As they were talking, a man and a woman came hurriedly from the back door, looking like they were still asleep.

"Mom, you're here."

Children all over the world are the same. When they see their parents, they will call them mother first.

Anyway, that’s how Chu Ye is.

As for Ye Ruoyi, she bowed and called out "Master", then said, "Master, Master's Wife, you probably haven't had breakfast yet."

Chu Zhao didn't hesitate and hummed, "I really haven't eaten yet."

Hearing this, Ye Ruoyi hurriedly ordered the servants to prepare breakfast.

After some small talk, the food was served and everyone sat down.

Ye Xiaoying was a lovesick man. After his wife passed away, he did not remarry, nor did he have any concubines.

In addition, his daughter was sent to Xueyue City for medical treatment early, so the huge Ye Mansion was actually very deserted.

Today, six people can sit at the table, which is considered a rare lively occasion.

So, Ye Xiaoying brought the wine, which made Chu Zhao frown.

"Drinking so early in the morning?"

Chu Ye took over the conversation: "Father-in-law, my father doesn't like to drink, I will drink with you."

When it comes to drinking, the children of the Chu family did not inherit from their father, but instead inherited from their mother, who loves to drink and has a high alcohol tolerance.

Ye Xiaoying ignored him and just looked at Chu Zhao and said, "Why, you don't want to give me face?"

"Of course we have to drink the engagement wine." Chu Zhao laughed, put the wine glass aside, and then placed the bowl in front of Ye Xiaoying with a heroic look on his face.

Ye Xiaoying was stunned, and simply stopped pouring the wine. He put the wine jar on the table and laughed, "I can't beat you, but I don't believe I can't drink you down. I must drink you down today."

Chu Zhao doesn't like drinking, but that doesn't mean he can't drink much.

With the addition of Chu Ye, the father and son forced Ye Xiaoying to drink together.

As expected, Ye Xiaoying was drunk and fell down.

A scene that usually only appears in TV dramas has become a reality. I pulled my future son-in-law and called him "brother", shouting, "I'm not drunk yet, I can still continue drinking."

It was really too noisy, so Chu Zhao slapped him to make him fall asleep, and then asked the servants of the general's mansion to take Ye Xiaoying to rest.

As for Ye Ruoyi, she left the table early and took Yue Yao and Yin Luoxia to visit Tianqi City.

Chu Zhao shook off his clothes to get rid of the smell of alcohol, then walked out.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"Go see your uncle."

"Uncle Master?" Chu Ye was startled. "I have an uncle master in Tianqi City?"

Qin Tianjian.

The national teacher Qi Tianchen had just finished his morning lessons and had nothing to do, so he was about to have a cup of morning tea and play chess with himself.

Chu Zhao suddenly appeared, frightening him so much that his hands trembled, and he said unhappily: "Can you not be so silent every time? It's scary. I'm old, and I can't stand you scaring me like this."

Chu Zhao sat down across from the chess table and poured himself a cup of tea. Before he could say anything, Qi Tianchen flicked the whisk in his hand as if he was shooing away a fly and asked, "What are you doing in Tianqi City again?"

Chu Zhao drank his tea slowly and said with a smile, "I'm here to propose marriage to my son."

"Propose marriage?"

"Ah."

"Which girl is offering marriage to your son?"

"Miss Ye, the third child of my family."

"Ye Xiaoying's daughter?"

Without waiting for Chu Zhao to answer, Qi Tianchen sighed and said, "Ruoyi is a good girl, but it's a pity that she is ill..."

"It's cured." Chu Zhao interrupted.

"In this case, your third son has picked up a great bargain. That girl has had a hard life since she was a child. I want your third son to treat her well, otherwise I will beat him."

There are not many young people who can be treated specially by the National Master Qi Tianchen, and Ye Ruoyi is one of them.

Back then, Ye Ruoyi studied Taoism with him for a period of time. Qi Tianchen loved Ye Ruoyi like his own daughter.

If Ye Ruoyi hadn't been ill, she would have been his apprentice long ago.

Now that the girl has recovered from her illness, can we take in a disciple?

Thinking of this, Qi Tianchen couldn't sit still any longer: "Hurry up, if you have something to say, just say it. I need to go out for a while."

"How do you know I have something to do with you?"

Qi Tianchen laughed: "If you were fine, you wouldn't come to see me."

"You know what? I really have something to ask you." Chu Zhao smiled and looked at the chess pot beside him. He suddenly felt itchy: "How about playing a game of chess first?"

Qi Tianchen nodded, made a gesture of invitation, and then swapped the chess pieces.

Ancient Go was played on a seating system, with the white player moving first.

As a senior brother, Qi Tianchen naturally showed humility.

Chu Zhao picked up a white chess piece and placed it on the chessboard, and asked, "Brother Qi, what do you think of the current situation?"

Wow, you ask such a profound question right away?
Qi Tianchen was stunned for a moment, and after placing a move, he asked, "Why do you ask this? What did you calculate?"

As the director of the Beili Imperial Observatory, his duty was to calculate the laws of nature, national destiny, etc., so naturally he had a good understanding of the laws of nature.

Lately he has also noticed something a little strange about the operation of the Dao of Heaven, but it will soon disappear.

But there is nothing wrong with the fate of the world, which is really strange.

"I did calculate some of it." Chu Zhao smiled and kept making moves: "Brother Qi, you should know that there are five levels of immortals in this world."

Qi Tianchen nodded: "Indeed, celestial immortals, divine immortals, earthly immortals, human immortals, and ghost immortals."

Chu Zhao hummed, “The celestial beings live in Daluo, and ordinary people cannot see them.

The immortals are neither born nor dead, neither empty nor full, have no form, and have infinite supernatural powers.

The earthly immortals have the talent of immortals, but not the fate of immortals, so they just wander around on land.

Human immortals have methods but no moral principles. They can prolong their lives, but they do not understand the laws of heaven and will eventually die.

As for ghost immortals, that is another matter.

Either due to the paranoia of the inner demons or the depletion of the yang spirit, everyone except the human immortals can fall into the path of ghost immortals.

Brother Qi, am I right?"

(End of this chapter)