Nightwatcher

Pei Manxilou made a formal salute, squinted his eyes and smiled: "Which Yamen does Master Xu work in?"

Xu Xinian responded politely: "Hanlin Academy."

"The Dafeng court sent a seventh-rank official to receive us?"

A sneer came, and behind Pei Manxilou, a young man with a soft temperament and erect pupils said dissatisfiedly.

"Who are you?" Xu Nian asked back.

The boy with vertical pupils raised his chin and was about to speak, when he heard Xu Nian say, "Oh, forget, you're not human."

The boy with vertical pupils was irritated by his cold and mocking tone, and he snorted coldly: "Young master has the blood of ancient gods and demons, how can it be compared with ordinary people like you."

"Then why don't you go to heaven? Why stay in the mortal world." Xu Nian asked in surprise.

"you"

The boy with vertical pupils blushed and glared at him viciously. Someone in the north dared to talk to him like that, and now it was a delicacy in their stomachs.

"Xuan Yin, don't be rude."

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes and smiled: "Xuan Yin is the blood of the great demon Zhujiu, and he is used to being arrogant. Master Xu scolded you well. He really lacks a lesson."

After being glanced at by Pei Manxilou, the boy with vertical pupils remained silent.

"Although Master Xu's official position is not high, he is indeed the most noble of the nobles. Only top-notch scholars can enter the Imperial Academy. How can you be compared with an evil beast like you."

Pei Manxilou offered a beautiful word, and said: "I'm going down to Peimanxilou."

I didn't scold him, if I want to scold him, you have to wait until tomorrow before entering Beijing Xu New Year nodded.

Huang Xian'er smiled slyly, and turned her eyes to look at Xu Nian. The first character of Pei Man's family in Baishoubu was the same as the Pei family name of the Central Plains people. Most people in the Central Plains would mistake Pei Man's name for Pei's family.

She was looking forward to seeing this young Dafeng official mix up his surname, so she was embarrassed, so she could take this opportunity to show her gentle side, cooperate with the charm, and seduce the young official's heart.

Xu Nian nodded, "Message Pei Man, I will take you to the station to rest."

Huang Xian'er was a little disappointed immediately, this young Dafeng official had some real talents, which made her unable to use her subsequent temptations.

Pei Manxilou never thought of embarrassing Qinggui from the Hanlin Academy with this kind of cleverness. He got on a horse, led the mission team, and left the dock under the protection of two hundred officers and soldiers from Dafeng.

After passing through several small streets, they finally came to the main road in the city. The scene in front of them left everyone in the Yaoman mission stunned.

The street is so spacious that it can accommodate fifty cavalry galloping side by side. The houses on both sides are lined up to the end of the line of sight, and the archways of the shops are fluttering in the wind.

It was the first time in their life that they saw such a scene of blooming flowers.

Huang Xian'er's soft eyes blurred for a moment, and she finally understood why her ancestors were so eager to go south to the Central Plains and seize this land.

But then, Huang Xian'er realized that something was wrong, because both sides of the main road were full of human people, holding baskets in their hands, and there were vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and even stones in the baskets.

Angry expressions were on their faces, and hatred was burning in their eyes.

"Kill the monster!"

Someone roared angrily and threw rotten eggs at the monster mission, like lighting the fuse of gunpowder, and instantly frying the pot.

"Kill the monster."

"Get out of the capital."

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Vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, stones, stinky rice balls, etc., all smashed at the monster mission, and the dirt flew all over the sky.

Youman has an impulsive and tyrannical personality, and can't bear provocation the most, so he immediately bared his teeth and showed an angry face.

"Master Xu, the people of Dafeng are very enthusiastic."

Pei Man Xilou pumped the air machine to block the dirt from both sides, and said with a smile.

Xu Nian said lightly, "Yes, I'm afraid you won't be full."

Pei Manxilou choked for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

It is normal for the monsters to plunder the border, and the reason is just to eat at one bite.

Huang Xian'er frowned again and again, a little annoyed, although she could use the air machine to block the filth thrown by the people of the human race, but this kind of treatment was enough to make the clay people angry.

At this time, she heard Pei Man Xilou ask: "These common people seem to take special care of Mr. Xu?"

Only then did Huang Xian'er realize that when the people around him threw vegetables, leaves and rotten eggs, they deliberately avoided the young official, but the accompanying soldiers did not receive the same treatment.

After making this discovery, Huang Xian'er squinted her eyes, observed for a while, and saw more details.

The common people not only cared about him, but even paid special attention to him when he was still there, carefully avoiding him.

The people of the human race seem to love him very much, lest they hit him

Huang Xian'er looked at Xu New Year in surprise, and became very curious about him.

It is absolutely impossible for the people of the tribe to treat each other like this based on his status as a concubine. Maybe he has another status? Moreover, it is an identity recognized by the people of the human race. Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes and guessed in his heart.

Xu Nian heheed, "They didn't take care of me, they took care of the sign on the horse."

brand?

Huang Xian'er was taken aback, and she and Pei Manxilou realized that there was really a wooden sign hanging around the horse's neck, which they hadn't noticed before.

Xu Nian possessed himself, took off the sign and showed it to the two of them.

There are five words written on the sign: Xu Yinluo's younger brother.

Xu Yinluo's younger brother? ! Huang Xian'er's voice was soft, like being coquettish, and she said in a coquettish voice, "What's the meaning of this?"

Pei Manxilou squinted his eyes, opened them slightly, and finally realized: "No wonder, no wonder! It turns out that Lord Xu is the younger brother of Xu Qi'an, the great Feng Yingong."

There is a secret room in Baishoubu, which is dedicated to storing confidential files. Behind this secret room is Baishoubu's huge intelligence network, and the leader of this intelligence network is Pei Manxilou, who is called a nerd by the barbarians.

He once wrote the legendary silver gong of Dafeng himself.

Rising at the end of the year of Jingcha, it has been less than a year since then, from a mediocre Changle County Kuaishou to the brightest star in Dafeng.

His talent is terrifying, but what makes people fear the most is definitely not his combat power, but his reputation that can be said to respond to everyone.

After the Chuzhou City Massacre, his reputation reached its peak, a sighing peak.

How great is this prestige? Pei Manxilou's evaluation at the time was that all the millions of people in the capital love him. But now, after witnessing the power of a wooden sign, he decided to add another one after returning to the barbarians: blessing and family.

Huang Xian'er obviously also thought of the legendary Yin Gong, with a look of surprise.

Among our protoss, only the leader has such prestige. Huang Xian'er is looking forward to this trip to the capital even more.

The barbarians have the blood of gods and demons, and they have always called themselves gods.

In the welcome of the people in the capital, Xu Xinnian led the demonic mission into the post station.

After the embassy was settled, Xu Xinnian, who was sent by Emperor Yuan Jing to do hard work, was forced to stay in Pei Manxilou, stayed for half an hour, and then hurriedly resigned.

He didn't report back to the yamen either, he was absent from work for half a day, and went home leisurely.

"Elder brother is already a rare outstanding person. I didn't expect this younger brother to have a sharp tongue and good talent." Pei Man Xilou saw off Xu New Year and sat in the yard drinking tea.

For half an hour, the other party was able to pick up every allusion he said. He talked about history and scriptures. Barbed, sarcastic.

Huang Xian'er sat on the stone bench, intentionally posing in a provocative sitting posture, and made the postmen around her lose their minds. Hearing this, she snorted coquettishly:

"Just a stinky scholar who doesn't understand style."

She kept hinting and seducing on the way, but who would have thought that the smelly scholar would turn a blind eye and really wink at the blind man.

Huang Xian'er ate the dried fruit and preserved meat on the stone table, and asked: "Tomorrow, you will go to the palace to meet the emperor of the human race. What are your plans? If you are not sure about moving back to rescue soldiers in a short period of time, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

Pei Man Xilou dismissed the postmen in the yard, and said with a smile, "How do you deal with it?"

Huang Xian'er yawned with a lazy and charming posture:

"Then I won't go back to the north. Isn't it better to choose a high-ranking official in the capital and be a concubine than to go back to the north and be punished. I'm not afraid of revenge from the tribe, right? There is a prison in the capital overlooking it, and none of our gods dare to come .”

Pei Manxilou smiled and said: "If you want Dafeng to send troops to help our Protoss, it is inevitable to cede benefits. The meaning of my coming here is nothing more than "bargaining".

"The Protoss wanted to be generous and lost the opportunity. If we want to be equal to each other, we have to hit their spirit and arrogance first. They respect you three points before they can give you three points at the negotiating table.

"Of course, you still need your fox department to contribute beyond the negotiating table. Among the three poisons of alcohol, sex, and money, sex takes the lead."

Xuan Yin, a boy with vertical pupils, found an opportunity to interject, and snorted coldly: "The human race is as humble as ants. In ancient times, it was the blood of our gods and demon ancestors. Even now that the age of gods and demons is over, human civilians are still food."

He knew that the mission came to Dafeng this time to ask for help, but he still looked down on the weak human race.

Pei Manxilou glanced at him, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"These words are for private talk, if you dare to speak freely outside, I will peel your skin."

Xuan Yin curled her lips: "I know, I didn't say it until the postman left."

Pei Manxilou took out a small box from the tribute he was carrying this time. He opened the box carefully and solemnly, and there were books in it.

These books all have a common name: "Beizhai Dadian"

"Beizhai is my bookstore. I have been fond of reading since I was a child. I didn't seek deep understanding. I could only memorize it by rote. Later, I went south with my tribe to plunder human scholars. In the first three years, I listened to their lectures. In the middle three years, I discussed with them. The last three years In the past year, the scholars who could be looted in the northern border, no one can match me in knowledge.

"I was eighteen years old that year, and I dyed my hair black to study in the south. When I was twenty, I suddenly had the idea of ​​writing a book. I studied in the Central Plains for ten years, compiled what I had learned into a book, and revised it. At that time, I didn't think of a title for the book.

"It wasn't until I returned to the tribe and Bei Zhai's bookstore that I suddenly understood what it should be called. After six years of hard work, "Beizhai Dadian" finally came out.

"This book is voluminous, with a total of 308 volumes, covering the history of scholars, agriculture, industry, commerce, astronomy, geography. Didn't Dafeng say that I am a monster without history? In fact, there is, because they haven't seen the Bei Zhai ceremony. Dafeng's If the historian reads this book, he must be ecstatic.

"Of course, what I am most proud of in my life is the art of war. I have read almost all of Dafeng's art of war. Leaving aside the works of the predecessors, the book of war that is really handy in this world is "The Art of War" written by Zhang Shen, a great scholar of Yunlu Academy. "Six Shus". It is good, but it pays too much attention to the role of practitioners in war.

"Ignored the importance of ordinary soldiers in war. If practitioners are eliminated and only ordinary soldiers remain, then his "Six Shus of the Art of War" will be nonsense."

Huang Xian'er was drowsy when she heard it, and finally became interested when she heard the art of war, and asked:

"The role that mortals can play in battle is small, so what's wrong with focusing on the role of practitioners."

Pei Manxilou shook his head:

"Do you know why Wei Yuan was able to win the Battle of Shanhaiguan? How did he get his reputation as a military god? Only Wei Yuan can use ordinary soldiers with amazing strokes. He is the real leader. Eliminate practitioners and only use ordinary soldiers If so, give Wei Yuan an army of 500,000 troops, and he can sweep Kyushu.

"I have studied the battle back then. More than a million troops were invested by all parties, and the number of ordinary soldiers accumulated to a terrifying level. When this force is perfectly controlled and dispatched, it will be invincible."

It's very powerful, but I don't understand Huang Xian'er said with a smile: "You say I'm going to seduce Wei Yuan, if we can get rid of him, then we'll be considered successful this time."

"You don't want to live anymore?" Pei Man Xilou asked back.

Huang Xian'er giggled coquettishly, full of charm.

Of course, she just casually said that she could be selected as one of the leaders of the mission. She is an extremely intelligent banshee.

The next day, the demon mission entered the palace to face the saint, passed through the Meridian Gate, crossed the Jinshui Bridge, and met the emperor in the Golden Luan Hall.

Along the way, Huang Xian'er didn't have the slightest sense of meeting the king of a country, she looked at her charmingly, hooked up with guards, ministers, and all the men on the way.

Entering the Golden Luan Hall, there are princes on both sides, and Emperor Yuan Jing sits high on the dragon chair.

Only then did Huang Xian'er put away her flattery a little bit, and still paid her respects to the emperor in a coquettish voice.

Afterwards, the monster and barbarian tribes paid tribute to Emperor Yuan Jing. Besides the tribute, there were also three charming fox women who were top-grade cauldrons.

When foreigners pay tribute, it is normal for there to be beauties in the tribute.

After the old eunuch finished singing, Emperor Yuan Jing spoke with satisfaction and said:

"I heard that the war in the north is in full swing, and I am also very worried. However, the autumn harvest is approaching, and the people are busy with the autumn harvest, so they can't mobilize troops to go north. I am writing a military book for the Imperial Academy, hoping to help you resist foreign enemies."

Let me first express the difficulties of the imperial court. The autumn harvest is coming to an end, so it is not appropriate to start a war lightly. Then send the book of war to show the strength of Dafeng Bingdao.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! May Dafeng and our Protoss form a covenant forever, and the friendship will last forever." Pei Manxilou knelt down on the ground, respectful.

After the meeting, Pei Manxilou did not mention a word of asking for help until he left.

I can hold my breath!

The princes in the court were surprised, sneered, and joked.

In their view, Yaoman is a vulgar existence than warriors, and eagerly asking the court to send troops for assistance in the court is the correct way to open it.

I didn't expect that Pei Manxilou would be able to hold his breath, but even so, he still had to speak after all, and it didn't make much sense to show off the city in the court.

After leaving the palace, Xuanyin, a boy with vertical pupils, couldn't hold back any longer, and hurriedly asked:

"Brother Pei Man, didn't you say that Dafeng's military art is poor, and you want to defeat them in their proudest field and win respect. Why didn't you say it just now?"

Huang Xian'er giggled and said:

"What's the point of you showing off to those people? Even if you show off to the sky, they will turn a blind eye. Eat you as you want, or eat you as you want."

She turned her head to look at Pei Manxilou, and said, "Who do you plan to operate on first?"

Pei Manxilou said indifferently: "Imperial Academy!"

Just after noon, there was a news from the Guozijian that the leader of the barbarian mission, Pei Manxilou, visited the Guozijian, and competed with the grand priest for knowledge and won.

This person is knowledgeable and proficient, I might as well say this is the evaluation of Dajijiu.

He didn't leave just yet, and gave lectures in Guozijian grandly, and left his book "Beizhai Dadian" in Guozijian.

A mere barbarian is still writing books?

The Guozijian students were angry at first, but as the word-of-mouth of "Beizhai Dadian" fermented, the abuse gradually subsided, and it was more shocking and a savage's knowledge.

"Beizhai Encyclopedia" is voluminous, extensive and sophisticated, amazing, and it cannot be compiled overnight.

Books of this scale are usually compiled only by the imperial court. It is unimaginable that it was compiled by a barbarian young man alone.

Based on this book alone, Pei Manxilou can be ranked among the great Confucians of the time.

The most shocking thing is that several volumes of "Beizhai Dadian" record in detail the history of the monsters and barbarians, the origin and evolution of the two races, especially the 800-year history of modern times, which is no more detailed than the history books compiled by Dafeng. Difference.

A resounding slap to the Imperial College, and a resounding slap to the Dafeng scholar.

Pei Manxilou became famous for a while.

"It's hard to believe that the vulgar barbarians have such reading seeds?"

"That Pei Man Xilou belongs to Bai Shou Bu. Bai Shou Bu is famous for his intelligence, but there are very, very few people like him."

"If I can write this book, it will be famous in history. This barbarian is too powerful."

"Ashamed, ashamed, when the old man was his age, he was still studying. But this year's work is already high, and I don't have the energy to write books anymore."

"This person is hateful. First, he competed with the Dajijiu for knowledge, and then pretended to be generous to leave the "Beizhai Canon". This is a slap in the face of our great scholars."

It is precisely because of the other party's barbarian status and knowledge that the "incompetence" of Dafeng scholars is highlighted, because most of the scholars are not capable of such a feat.

"If anyone in the younger generation can match this person's knowledge, there is only Princess Huaiqing."

"Princess Huaiqing studied at Guozijian and Yunlu Academy successively, but this person was born in a barbarian family and learned without a teacher. It is clear at a glance which one is higher and which is lower."

The entry of the Yaoman mission to Beijing has attracted much attention, not only the official circles and scholars, but also the common people in the capital.

Their topic was originally whether the imperial court should send troops to aid the Yaoman. Slowly, the news of the northern barbarian's learning was spread through restaurants, brothels and other places.

"Nonsense, how can a vulgar barbarian have any knowledge at all, so that the Grand Priest of the Imperial College will be willing to bow down to the wine? What kind of idiot fabricated rumors."

For such a rumor, no one who heard it believed it and scoffed.

In the eyes of the common people, Guozijian is an official school, and it is a place rich in Wenqu stars.

The status of scholars is very high.

But because of this, after the news was confirmed, there was a lot of yelling in the market. After dinner, the people in the capital stopped discussing whether to send troops.

The corpse is a vegetarian meal, a group of idiots.

"Xu Yinluo is a martial artist, and he can be the top poet. It shows how bad the scholars of the Imperial College are. They are a group of rich and poor."

"Your words sound like you are looking down on Xu Yinluo."

"That's not what I mean, I'm a trash who can't get angry with the Imperial College."

"It's a shame, it's a shame to lose to the barbarian in learning, it's a shame, I have no one to serve?"

station.

Xuan Yin, a young boy with vertical pupils, returned from the outside, carrying a small box of books on his shoulders, and deliberately put down forcefully to make a noise, and laughed loudly towards Pei Manxilou and Huang Xian'er in the yard:

"There are a group of useless scholars in the Imperial College. I only said that I was borrowing books for Brother Pei Man, but they didn't dare to stop them. Don't look at the harsh words outside, it just shows that they are afraid. Afraid of your knowledge."

Although he felt that reading was useless, he was so excited and proud to be able to kill a group of people in the field of reading.

"It's just a book change, it's just a book change"

Pei Manxilou picked the books in the box as if he had found a treasure.

"The big sacrificial wine is the most learned person, even he is not as good as you, brother, it seems that the scholars of the human race are nothing more than that." Xuan Yin laughed loudly.

Excited!

"The grand sacrificial wine has a profound knowledge, but the human race has a prosperous culture, so he can't represent the entire human race. There is a strange woman in the palace, and her knowledge is amazing."

Pei Manxilou picked out a commentary on the Four Books and read it with relish.

It has been three days since the Imperial College "discussed the Tao", and the monsters in the mission were both surprised and pleasantly surprised to find that their leader, Pei Manxilou, has become a popular figure.

Become the center of the topic and bring great shock to the people.

Huang Xian'er fiddled with the rouge bought in the shop, and asked casually: "Now your reputation is enough, the next step is negotiation?"

In the past few days, she has not been idle, and has filled many Dafeng officials with a very beautiful fox girl.

"not enough."

Pei Manxilou did not lift his head, and said while reading:

"I heard that Houtianhuang City will hold a literary meeting, which happens to be related to the war in the north. The literary meeting is good, and the literary meeting is very famous. Xian'er, you spread the word, and say that I will speak to Zhang Shen, the great scholar of Yunlu Academy, at the cultural meeting. Ask for advice on the art of war, I hope he can attend the literary meeting."

"The great scholars of Yunlu Academy may not talk to you." Huang Xian'er said lazily.

"The gauntlet has been issued. If you don't come, you can take advantage of me for nothing. Wouldn't it be better." Pei Manxilou laughed, and then remembered something, and said:

"By the way, we can't go up to Qingyun Mountain. If we go, we will be suppressed. Go find that Xu Nian. I've inquired about him. He's a student of Yunlu Academy."

"good!"

The boy with vertical pupils became excited, and he could feel that Brother Pei Man had become "stronger" in the eyes of these human races.

Brother Pei Man's plan is progressing smoothly.

A wave of ups and downs and another wave, the scholars are still studying and copying the "Beizhai Dadian", immersed in the vastness of this great work, and suddenly shocked by the feat of Pei Manxilou asking the great scholar Zhang Shen for advice on the art of war .

What does this barbarian mean?

After slapping the face of the Imperial College, do you want to slap the face of Yunlu Academy again?

Now it became lively. For Pei Manxilou's actions, the scholars of Guozijian were both annoyed and looking forward to it.

Yunlu Academy is not easy to mess with.

That barbarian asked Zhang Shen, a great Confucian in Yunlu Academy, about the art of war, asking for trouble.

They only hoped that the great Confucian scholars of Yunlu Academy would put aside their arrogance for the time being. If they dismissed Manzi's "asking for advice", it would become a stepping stone for Manzi to become famous.

Royal Study Room, Xiaochaohui.

Sitting behind the big case, Emperor Yuan Jing swept across the officials below with a stern expression.

"What do you think of the recent events?"

Of course, he was referring to Pei Manxilou's series of high-profile actions, using knowledge to control the Imperial College, throwing out "Beizhai Dadian" to make the Confucian scholars famous, and wanting to ask the great Confucian Zhang Shen for advice at the Wenhui.

"This person intends to make a name for himself in the capital. He just wants to establish his reputation so that he can increase his bargaining chips in the negotiation."

"Hmph, do you think that the imperial court will give in? Wishful thinking."

"Even if he really wins against Zhang Shen, we won't give up half a point."

Emperor Yuan Jing frowned. The more they said that, it just showed that they were more and more jealous of Pei Manxilou, and regarded him as a big shot, a great Confucian.

Once there is a problem with the mentality, it will change. When negotiating, it will be affected.

Can you have the same mentality when negotiating with a little-known kid instead of negotiating with a world-renowned Confucian?

Wang Shoufu came out and said in a deep voice: "It is necessary to control his momentum. It is best to defeat his momentum and destroy the momentum he created."

Emperor Yuan Jing snorted coldly: "Now we can only look forward to Zhang Shen."

Wei Yuan shook his head and laughed.

Huaiqing Mansion.

Huaiqing, who was wearing an elegant court dress, was holding a volume of "Beizhai Dadian" borrowed by the Imperial College in his hand, and was tirelessly reading it.

Xu Qi'an and Lin'an sat at the same table, one frowning tightly and the other slightly frowning.

Taking advantage of Huaiqing's inattention, Zhuanxiang peeled a grape and stuffed it in Xu Qi'an's mouth. The latter spat out the seeds and asked, "Is this broken book really so magical?"

Huaiqing nodded slightly, without raising his head, and said: "If Pei Manxilou was born in Dafeng, he would be a famous Confucian for a generation, and his name will be left in history."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath: "This person can make the "Beizhai Canon", and he must be very familiar with the art of war. Dare to challenge Zhang Shen, which shows that he has a lot of confidence. Zhang Shen's "Six Shus of the Art of War" It is widely spread that this Pei Man Xilou knows about Zhang Shen, but the latter does not know about him."

In all fairness, he didn't want to see the barbarians benefit, and it was imperative to send troops, but the northern barbarians couldn't be so cheap.

In the past twenty years, the monsters have frequently plundered the border, burned and killed the precepts, and even cannibalized people. When in Chuzhou, Xu Qi'an saw with his own eyes the fleeing people, displaced, sleeping in the open.

I have also seen that because of repeated wars, the poor have a very hard life.

Looking at Dafeng, Chuzhou is one of the poorest states. It has been plagued by swords and soldiers all year round. All of this is thanks to the barbarians.

Huaiqing pursed his pink lips, and spoke in a rare serious tone:

"Master Zhang, he once went to the battlefield in his early years, but he resigned because his official career was not going well. He has a lot of insights in the art of war, but that was decades ago after all. During these decades, he lived in seclusion in the academy, I'm afraid the way of soldiers has long been deserted."

Xu Qi'an's heart sank.

In fact, when it comes to the art of war, the only art of war he knew in his previous life was Sun Tzu's art of war. Not only did he know it, but he also memorized it.

Of course, Xu Qi'an himself would not memorize this kind of thing. This is an extracurricular author assigned by the teacher.

After so many years, I have long forgotten about it.

After benefiting from the state of refining the gods, the primordial spirit transformed and surpassed ordinary people, but he was able to recall the content of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Moreover, Kyushu has extraordinary power. In his opinion, the art of war in this world tends to be more open and closed, and force is reckless. For example, a fourth-rank master can lay down cavalry composed of ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.

You don't need to be too tactical.

However, Sun Tzu's Art of War, which was born in the mortal world, tends to be "micro-manipulation" and pays more attention to details.

"After the Astronomical Society, you will join me." Huaiqing said.

"If Zhang Shen attends, Erlang will definitely attend. I won't pretend to be him." Xu Qi'an frowned.

"Then pretend to be someone else and act as my bodyguard." Huaiqing gave a suggestion with a lively mind.

"good."

PS: I took a nap for a while, and finally rushed out of this chapter. Although the update has been late for so long, the number of words is full of sincerity.