Chapter 117: Gifts from Western Xia

Zhao Ti changed his clothes, ordered Tong Guan to prepare the carriage, and then entered the palace.

Inside the Imperial Study, Zhao Xu was reading a book with the four characters "Huangji Huangji Jing Shi" on its cover.

This was a work written by Shao Yong, one of the Five Masters of Neo-Confucianism, also known as the Book of Huangji Huangji Jing Shi.

The Five Masters of Neo-Confucianism—Zhou Dunyi, Shao Yong, Zhang Zai, Cheng Hao, and Cheng Yi—each had their own works; Zhou Dunyi was the founding ancestor of Confucian Neo-Confucianism, possessing the Treatise on the Diagram of the Great Ultimate, Shao Yong had the Huangji Huangji Jing Shi and the Xiantu Diagram, and although Zhang Zai's theories were not as grand as those of the other two,

At this time, not to mention others, even the Master of Medicine King Village felt very surprised; although he could see that Qin Xuanxuan's alchemy technique was proficient yet immature, with many details not done well enough, it was clear that the actual number of times and duration Qin Xuanxuan had practiced alchemy could not have exceeded three months.

"Deep Forest? What is that?" I couldn't help but feel puzzled, not knowing whether the middle-aged man was speaking of a place name or something else.

"Eh?" Xu Xian suddenly noticed that Zheng Xiyi was a bit off; previously, his tone of speech was not so arrogant, and when Zheng Xiyi met her before, he mostly listened to her speak, occasionally offering a word or two of guidance, but today he felt very proactive and somewhat talkative.

A cry of delight rang out, and everyone saw Chu Xue Xi Shuang's beautiful eyes widen in surprise, her eyes flashing with light, seemingly extremely excited.

"Let's rent a room for him, and then we'll see when he wakes up!" Jiang Cheng added to Zhao Hai.

I didn't even see how he got up there; Nong Yongheng was already stripped bare and stuck upside down between the four pillars.

"That's not... that rascal, he just bullies old men!" Leng Wufeng's face stiffened, turning somewhat angry and red, speaking with resentment.

Song Nana remained silent in silence; why did Song Nana agree to be Sun Maoqi's mistress? It was only because she wanted to ask Sun Maoqi to help protect the Flying Knife Society, but now Sun Maoqi lacked the ability to help with this matter, so Song Nana had no need to offer her body anymore.

Han Shimin silently watched Zheng Xiyi, as if trying to see through his heart with his gaze to see if what he said was true; Zheng Xiyi looked back at Han Shimin with a composed expression, maintaining a faint smile on his face, while Lin Xi Yin held a glass of red wine, sipping it slowly and deliberately, as if she had not heard their conversation at all.

Yan Xingwu was so angry she wanted to stomp her feet; such a huge matter as her advancement to the Immortal level was turned into such a farce by them, yet her senior and junior sisters did not even coax her, which was truly excessive.

Such actions also shook the morale of the Qi Huo Army; many soldiers of the Qi Huo Army laid down their weapons, insisting on leaving together with their families.

As the first person to discover "it," the Headmaster certainly knew many things, and this information was what Yu Liang cared about.

Having said that, he hurriedly left; seeing Yun Jin leave, Wen Huan poured the remaining wine on the table into his mouth, bowed to Li Chengxiu, and ran off as well.

"Yes, yes! Sister speaks with reason; I, your younger sister, dare not break my husband's rules!" Lady Wu waved her hand and slapped herself hard, leaving five finger marks immediately visible on her face.

Chen Junyi held a strange-shaped divine weapon made of willow branches, moving with great difficulty, occasionally throwing the willow divine weapon into a corner or planting it under his feet.

Later, things were different; after securing his position, the matters he handled were basically half for the people and half for the court.

"Buying so many things, the carriage can barely fit them all!" Liu Xian Niang felt for the first time that buying things was so tiring.

This room was very large, nearly two or three hundred square meters, and its shape was very special, not a regular figure.

This was also the reason why, alone for a hundred years, he was willing to wait until his lifespan was nearly exhausted to choose a fellow Daoist to follow, rather than compromising and accepting a genius as a disciple.

However, if the Trading Market fell, it could basically be announced that the future Trading Market would not succeed.

This church spot allows one to see P City, the wheat fields, and the hilltops; as long as it is a full squad, this place is absolutely a very good choice.