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As the morning light breaks through the rain and mist, crowds gather in the bustling city.

Two scholars, one tall and one short, carrying book boxes on their backs, walked from a distance.

The tall scholar was looking down at a book when the shorter one tiptoed closer to look and asked curiously, "What's so interesting about the history books of human dynasties?"

"The Sima clan usurped the Wei throne and changed the dynasty name to Jin. I never imagined that time would pass so quickly."

“You have been cultivating immortality since the time of King Zhou of Shang. Over the past thousand years, the world has changed so much. I thought you should have gotten used to the changes of the world by now.”

“Brother Zhang is right.”

"Hehe, Brother Tan, we'll be classmates from now on."

These two are none other than Tam Man-kit and the seventh princess of Heaven who came down to earth for a visit.

The secret meeting between the two was a major event in Heaven that could not be known to outsiders. However, Tan Wenjie used a trick and obtained some gold and silver treasures to easily complete the enrollment procedures.

As soon as they entered the private school, a scholar came forward to greet them.

"Is it Brother Tan or Brother Zhang?" This man seemed to have been waiting for a while.

The seventh princess was still somewhat confused, and nodded, saying, "We are... and what are you doing here?"

"My surname is Liu, and I enjoy making friends the most."

Then another person stepped forward: "My surname is Yang."

"My surname is Li."

"My surname is Zhao."

"Under..."

The Seventh Princess was still somewhat taken aback, but having lived in the Heavenly Court, she was used to being pampered by heavenly servants and female immortals, so she remained quite indifferent.

Tan Wenjie, a gentleman who only cared about enjoying his present comforts, remained even more indifferent and composed.

"Ahem." The coughing interrupted the noisy, marketplace-like private school. The teacher walked over. "Get back to your seats, all of you! Humph, what kind of behavior is this!"

The scholars scattered like birds and beasts.

The teacher walked up to the two men, forced a smile, and said, "Gentlemen, I am your private tutor."

After the gentleman arranged for the two to sit close together, the Seventh Princess picked up a book to cover her face and asked curiously, "What did you prepare?"

"Royal relatives."

Since you've descended to the mortal realm to play a role-playing game, and you don't have any missions to pressure you, it would be a shame not to give yourself some advantages.

"That's so boring."

Fairies love the kind of romance where they elope with poor boys, enduring all sorts of hardships and painstaking efforts.

Leaving aside whether they could endure eating simple meals, they probably couldn't even answer the question of whether a dry toilet without a toilet seat and filled with chocolate strawberry tarts could withstand it.

The speaker was speaking upstairs, while the students below whispered amongst themselves, not disturbing each other.

The classmates in class all tacitly accepted that it had happened, forcing themselves to calm down and study.

After class, someone took the two of them to their lodgings, where they were naturally arranged to stay together.

Life was pretty ordinary; we attended classes together during the day, slept together at night, and lived and ate together.

Having been a princess in heaven for so long, Tan Wenjie was able to experience life down in the real world. Every night, he could sleep with a fairy in his arms and barely suppress his grievances.

Until one day, a petite scholar arrived, throwing a pebble into their peaceful life.

"My name is Zhu Yingtai."

Zhu Yingtai's treatment was much worse than when Tan Wenjie and his companion came, but judging from her husband's attitude, her family background was definitely not ordinary.

Those well-informed scholars once again stepped forward to make friends.

Noticing his subtle expression, the Seventh Princess leaned closer and asked, "Do you know him?"

"A woman dressed as a man."

"what?"

"Didn't you notice?"

"No."

It seems that the Seventh Princess developed another hobby: observing Zhu Yingtai.

Zhu Yingtai is lively and cheerful, dislikes literature and formalities, and lives the life that the Seventh Princess longs for. Especially after seeing her get closer to Liang Shanbo, it's as if she has discovered something fun. She watches it every day as if she were sitting in the front row watching a youth romance idol drama, never missing a single one.

Without Ma Wencai in this idol drama, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai's lives are utterly shameless.

At times like this, Tan Wenjie would hold the Seventh Princess's little hand and shake his head, sighing, "The world is going to the dogs."

To outsiders, they are both men, so how could they be pulling and tugging at each other like that? It's improper.

Today, the scholars chose the streamside as their destination for their spring outing.

No one dared to disturb Tan Wenjie and the Seventh Princess, knowing that the two noble figures did not like too many people gathering around, so they all stayed on the other side of the stream.

"slap" "slap"

The water glistens.

The Seventh Princess walked barefoot in the water, her fair feet stepping on the river stones gently wiped by the flowing water, like water washing over mutton fat jade.

Its white and rosy color makes it very appetizing.

Noticing Tan Wenjie's gaze, the Seventh Princess gently curled her toes, then slowly walked up to him and whispered something in his ear.

Tan Wenjie frowned: "Brother Zhang, what kind of person do you take me for?"

The Seventh Princess panicked, wondering if she had guessed wrong. But then she heard Tan Wenjie say, "Both feet together. Oh, and I have some thick black stockings over there."

"Pah!" the Seventh Princess spat.

"what!"

Suddenly someone screamed, interrupting the two.

Zhu Yingtai fell into the water, and Liang Shanbo went to save her—a classic tale of a hero saving a hero.

Looking at the two of them, now soaked to the bone, and at Zhu Yingtai clinging tightly to Liang Shanbo, the Seventh Princess's eyes were filled with longing.

She knew that the man beside her had even greater courage, and was even willing to cause a ruckus in the Heavenly Palace for her sake.

"You say..." Tan Wenjie's voice drifted from the side, "Does Liang Shanbo know that Zhu Yingtai is a woman now?"

"what?"

"Do you think he liked Zhu Yingtai because he knew she was a woman, or because he didn't know she was a woman?"

"what?"

"If you only like someone because you didn't know they were a woman, then what happens after they become a woman..."

"what?"

The seventh princess's expression read, "What are you talking about?"

Two or three months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was time for the temple fair and lanterns.

After wandering around for a while, I found it rather uninteresting.

After all, the Seventh Princess could descend to the mortal realm from time to time, and there were just as many good things on earth as there were in heaven. The emperor couldn't even smell the celestial fruits and candied fruits that he usually ate.

They found a table in the teahouse and sat down.

Just then, some scholars next door were huddled together, gossiping and whispering among themselves.

Upon seeing Tan Wenjie and his companion approaching, and especially noticing the clothes they were wearing, the group of gossiping scholars immediately perked up, except for one scholar whose expression remained stiff.

"Brother, brother, may I ask if you are from Chongqi Academy?"

One person came over to greet him with a cupped hand, and the person next to him, who was Tan Wenjie's classmate, tried to stop him, but was held back by the others.

Tan Wenjie nodded: "Exactly."

"My surname is Ma. I've heard that there are two homosexual couples in your esteemed academy who are inseparable every day. Is that true?"

"Two couples?"

"One couple has the surname Liang and Zhu, and the other couple has the surname Tan and Zhang."

"..."

"Hey, brother, what's wrong? Brother, brother! Don't go!" Ma Shusheng shook his head: "What's wrong with people these days? You're giving them gossip, and they don't even say thank you."

A scholar from Chongqi Academy standing nearby said with a grim expression, "The one from earlier was surnamed Tan, and the other was surnamed Zhang."

"Oh ah?!"

The tea table was quiet.

However, the scholar continued, "They are both relatives of the emperor."

"Gudong."

"Hey, Brother Ma, I suddenly remembered I have something to do at home."

"My toilet hasn't been cleaned yet."

"My mom is in postpartum confinement."

"I'll go first..."

"Hey, hello!"

……

Having experienced the life of a scholar, Tan Wenjie would have gone off to do his own thing long ago if it weren't for the Seventh Princess wanting to ship them as a couple.

It's been a while since I visited Su Daji, so I'll have to go to Yuxu Palace to make my presence known, and also visit the Moon Palace to eat snacks and tease the rabbits. There's also the monster school I've started, and the idea of ​​dividing up and taking over the entire prehistoric continent, etc.

In short, being a deity is quite a busy job.

The day didn't come too late; the affair between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was eventually exposed, and Zhu Yingtai was to be married off to Ma Wencai, whom she had never met.

Upon learning of this, Liang Shanbo fell seriously ill, vomited blood, and subsequently died.

The classmates pooled their money to bury Liang Shanbo.

The Seventh Princess, unable to bear it, wanted to revive Liang Shanbo, but was stopped by Tan Wenjie.

"Marriage is about matching social status. The rich should marry the rich, and the poor should marry the poor. Even if you save Liang Shanbo, there is absolutely no way they can be together. Besides, there are countless gods and Buddhas watching us from above."

"You must have a way, right?"

The Seventh Princess looked at Tan Wenjie with eyes full of trust.

“We’ve become enemies. If you’re not afraid of making our relationship even worse, I have a way to help.”

This day was also somewhat special for a small number of the gods in heaven. The most mischievous male immortal, Emperor Tan, and the most mischievous female immortal, the Seventh Princess, seemed to have another conflict and argument.

Legend has it that there was a couple in the mortal world, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. The man's lifespan had ended, and the Seventh Princess, who was the matchmaker goddess, was moved by their love and wanted to use her magic to save him, but was stopped by Tan Dijun, the emperor of Fengdu.

One believes that feelings are the most important thing, while the other believes that life and death are the most important thing.

So the two sides made a bet: if Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were truly willing to live and die together, Tan Wenjie would release Liang Shanbo's soul and arrange a three-life love affair for them.

When Erlang Shen in Heaven heard his subordinate's report, he waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Don't worry about it."

One is his senior brother, and the other is his cousin. As long as they don't break any rules, let them make a fuss. He believes that Brother Jie will know how to handle things.

As for the Old Man Under the Moon, who is in charge of marriage, he said that it has nothing to do with him and that he can't afford to offend either of them.

It's just a matter of randomly tying red threads, do you really think that being the matchmaker is just about tying red threads? Every day you have to untangle the red threads in the mortal world that are haphazardly tangled like spider webs by those matchmakers.

My hair and beard have turned white from staying up all night.

No matter which deity it was, they didn't take it seriously; a nap was enough time for a mortal to live out their entire life.

Before they knew it, it was Zhu Yingtai's wedding day, with ten miles of red bridal procession.

As Zhu Yingtai's sedan chair passed by Liangshanbo's tomb, a sudden gust of wind arose, followed by a torrential downpour.

Above the clouds, Tan Wenjie stared speechlessly at the Seventh Princess.

Why isn't it following the script? Why is there human interference?

They said they believed in the love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, but in reality, they didn't have any confidence.

Zhu Yingtai cried and buried her head in the grave.

With a "crack," the grave mound split open, swallowing Zhu Yingtai whole.

When the grave cracked open again, two butterflies fluttered out and landed on the Seventh Princess's finger following a ray of sunlight.

"Their love is earth-shattering." The Seventh Princess said triumphantly, "Love can conquer death, Your Majesty, I have won this round."

"Forget it," Tan Wenjie sighed. "This is the last time."

Two butterflies fluttered away.

The immortals treated the competition as a pastime, but the wedding party witnessed a bizarre and wonderful scene. When they returned, they embellished the story and told it to them.

The versions are getting more and more outrageous.

West of the Heavenly Realm.

Standing before the hibiscus tree, Tan Wenjie felt the discomfort brought by the scorching yang fire and glanced at his fire resistance.

"Who is coming?"

A golden crow spread its wings and flew over, transforming into a red-haired youth carrying a golden wheel when it landed in front of Tan Wenjie.

"Emperor Tan?"

This is the last remaining golden crow. Ever since his nine older brothers were killed, the little golden crow has had no days off. He is responsible for both sunrise and sunset.

Unexpectedly, more than a thousand years later, the Little Golden Crow's strength has actually increased.

"Tenth Prince, it's been a long time."

"What brings Emperor Tan to see me?"

Little Golden Crow was very calm towards Tan Wenjie, without any resentment. Even he himself felt that the ten suns that suddenly appeared in the sky had brought too much harm to this world. On the contrary, Tan Wenjie and others always stood on the side of righteousness.

This is why he later addressed the Jade Emperor as "Your Majesty" instead of "Father."

"I'd like to take advantage of the Crown Prince's influence and bask in the sun."

Behind Tan Wenjie, a giant lotus tree appeared.

The power of the netherworld actually brought a slight chill to the area beside the Fusang tree.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that my True Fire of the Sun will burn those souls to ashes?" The little golden crow asked with a strange expression.

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that the sunlight, being extremely yang and strong, is the most effective counter to ghosts and demons in the netherworld.

His gaze swept over the lotus tree, slightly surprised.

There was still one flower bud on the tree that hadn't bloomed, and in addition, there were 10 strong and robust Minotaur soul-reaping messengers from the underworld.

Normally, the sight of the bull's head would send him shivering with fear from the residual heat, but now it stood there silently, expressionless.

"The effect isn't very significant." Tan Wenjie turned to look at the 10 bull heads.

These zombies, made from the corpses of Kryptonians from the DC universe, can absorb the power of sunlight, but as a combination of ghost soldiers and zombies, they are completely countered by the Golden Crow of this world.

The only way to quickly increase their power seems to be to go back to the DC universe and sunbathe frequently.

It seems the time wasn't right, and it was difficult to hatch a hero-level being. That's why he came to the little golden crow, who is the "sun," for help. If that still doesn't work, he'll have to return to the DC universe and soak in the yellow sun.

Little Golden Crow looked horrified, because he really noticed that the aura of these 10 bull heads was slowly increasing. Although the speed was not fast, it was already rare within the range of Yin soldiers.

"Does the Emperor intend to use the power of the Golden Crow to forge Yin Soldiers?"

“Your cousin Yang Jian has 1,200 grass-root gods, while I’m all alone. Nobody listens to me in the underworld,” Tan Wenjie said, pointing towards Mount Ling. “A bunch of monks are giving Jin Chanzi preferential treatment right in front of me.”

When the Buddhist sacred mountain was mentioned, the little golden crow's expression changed slightly.

"I can help you."

The little golden crow said, "But I have one condition: you must maintain the operation of the underworld."

"Don't worry, with your cousin Erlang as the God of Justice, nothing will happen."

"I heard that Yang Jian has now become the Queen Mother of the West's henchman," the little golden crow sighed.

First, the Jade Emperor made a mistake and, for the sake of the Heavenly Court's reputation, allowed millions of people to die from the sun.

Just when the Jade Emperor had finally given up and stopped managing things, the Queen Mother, who was in power, was consumed by her lust for power, and with Yang Jian as her ally, the little golden crow worried that it would affect all living beings in the Three Realms again.

Tan Wenjie rolled up his sleeves and said, "I promise you, I'll beat him up if necessary. If all else fails, I'll go beat him up right now."

"That won't be necessary," the little golden crow shook its head. "I trust the Emperor." (End of Chapter)