Red Heart Survey

Tian Antai took away the position of Fushi of Rizhao County, but Jiang Wang's Qingyang Town Man was originally sealed, and he was still able to maintain a certain degree of independence.

Zhong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang discussed the current situation for a long time. In the case of losing the position of the governor of Rizhao County, in order to keep the fruits of the war victory to the greatest extent, it is necessary to strengthen the control of the governor of Hengyang County.

Huang Yixing is a minister of subjugation, and he has no foundation in Qi State. Now he belongs to the family of Chongxuan and Chuliang, and he can't change his family easily, so he is reliable.

But there is no absolute, just like Chongxuanzun who replaced Rizhao County with Chongjia Island, he is bound to contact Huang Yixing secretly. The resources he can mobilize are far greater than that of Chongxuan Sheng. If he changes his position within the Chongxuan family, the political risk is relatively much smaller. This has to be guarded against.

As for the other county in Yangyu, the Governor of Chiwei County has been exchanged to Jinghai Gao, so there is no need to worry about it. Even if she wanted to worry about it, Gao would not be willing.

In general, the division of interests after the war did not achieve the optimal result because of Zhong Xuanzun's horizontal intervention, but it also gained a lot, so there is no need to be too discouraged.

The two were talking, and Dugu Xiao walked outside again. At this moment, she has taken the pulse-opening pill that Chong Xuansheng brought by the way, and after opening the pulse, she has officially stepped into the extraordinary. The footsteps are much lighter, and the breath is longer.

Jiang Wang passed on her Guiyuan formation as the foundation formation diagram.

"Master, another monk has come outside! He asked to find you by name." Dugu Xiao shouted.

Jiang Wang suddenly felt a headache: "Or that yellow-faced old monk?"

"This time it's a young monk!"

"What about the old monk and the young monk?" Chong Xuansheng stood beside him in a daze.

Jiang Wang briefly talked about the fact that Ku Jue came to force him to accept apprentices.

Chong Xuansheng immediately narrowed his eyes: "The bald donkey in Xuankong Temple also has delusions about Yang Yu?"

His immediate thought was consistent with the possibility Jiang Wang judged after thinking deeply.

"I don't know." Jiang Wang shook his head: "It is no longer possible for me to be the governor of Rizhao County, so I shouldn't be entangled anymore. And this newcomer may not necessarily be a monk from Xuankong Temple."

"Sit here for a while, and I'll go out and have a look."

After that, Jiang Wang got up and walked out.

"I'll go with you." Chong Xuansheng also got up suddenly, his expression was not very good.

Speaking of which, Xuankong Temple wanted to accept Jiang Wang into the mountain gate, which meant digging into Chong Xuansheng's corner, after all, Jiang Wang had always been Chong Xuansheng's disciple.

When both sides meet, it must be ugly on the face.

The reason why Jiang Wang wanted to deal with this matter alone was because he didn't want to cause unnecessary conflicts between Chong Xuansheng and Xuankong Temple. But Chong Xuansheng insisted on watching, and he couldn't stop him.

In the living room, sitting upright was a young monk who looked a bit handsome.

The monk's clothes on his body were washed clean, and even his bald head was shining brightly.

Without squinting, with a gentle smile on his face, when he saw Jiang looking over, he stood up and clapped his hands together, looking polite.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Wang was caught off guard.

"Little brother, brother is here to see you!"

He really is a monk from the Hanging Temple! Looking at it like this, he is still the disciple of the old monk who felt bitter.

Jiang Wanghan said: "This monk, don't shout, I am not your junior brother."

"Why not?" Monk Qingxiu was anxious: "Master told me already! How can this be false?"

"What did your master tell you?" Jiang Wang had a headache.

"It's 'Our Master', Junior Brother." Monk Qingxiu corrected, "Master, the old man has already given you a Dharma name, it's called 'Jing Shen'. Senior Brother, I am 'Jing Li'!"

Purify?

Jiang Wang frowned: "The master must have misunderstood, I don't want to be a monk, nor do I want to be clean!"

"Why don't you want to?" Monk Jingli asked curiously: "Master said, 'Send a goose from a thousand miles away. The gift is deep and affectionate!' Senior brother Jingli, junior brother Jingshen, how wonderful!"

There seemed to be something wrong, but at first glance I couldn't tell.

Jiang Wang was a little crazy.

It's not that he has such a good temper. It's just that the name of Xuankong Temple is bluffing people, and secondly, this monk is polite all the way, the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting smiling faces...

Nonsence!

No matter what kind of smiling face he is.

Jiang Wang roared: "It has nothing to do with why your master named you like this, but me, I don't want to be a monk at all!"

Monk Jingli shrank his neck, blinked his eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Jingshen, why are you yelling at senior brother?"

"You are not my senior brother, and I am not your senior brother." Jiang Wang retorted weakly, and suddenly thought of something, and he was refreshed: "By the way, the governor of Rizhao County has decided to be Tian Antai! Tell your master to hurry up Go find him, isn't he in a hurry to recruit disciples? Hurry up and go, don't delay your master's affairs!"

"Why is our master looking for Tian Antai? What's the reason why the conciliator is not the conciliator? The master said that fame and fortune are like clouds!" Monk Jingli became a little serious: "Junior brother, can't you see through it?"

"I can't see through." Jiang Wang said quietly.

Jing Li scratched his bald head: "That's not right, Master said, Junior Brother, you have roots of wisdom..."

"Master said, master said!" Chong Xuansheng, who had watched the play for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked abruptly, "Who is your master?"

"Amitabha, this fat benefactor." Monk Jingli replied politely: "My teacher's name is suffering."

Chong Xuansheng pondered and said: "You don't think it's right, is it possible..."

"Your master is a liar and you are a fool, are you both turtle bastards?"

He finished the last sentence quickly and in one go, causing Monk Jingli to widen his eyes.

"You...how can you scold people?"

"Oh, maybe I wasn't accurate enough." Chong Xuansheng smiled apologetically: "Only your master is a bastard tortoise, and you are not worthy. You are a little bastard tortoise who has not been weaned. You will talk about master and master all day long! "

Dugu Xiao, who was standing in the room, almost laughed out loud, and tried very hard to hold it back.

Monk Jingli blushed, looked at Jiang Wang and said, "Brother Jingshen, this man scolded your master and brother! How rude!"

This monk has a different style from his master, but both share the same obsession.

Jiang Wang persuaded: "If you don't call me Junior Brother anymore, I will let him stop scolding you and apologize to you."

Jingli thought about it, and probably didn't think so. Turning back and glaring at Chong Xuansheng for a long time, he said: "You are not allowed to swear anymore!"

Chong Xuansheng pretended to be surprised: "When did I scold you?"

"Just now!" Jing Li exclaimed angrily, "You called me 'a bastard little turtle who hasn't been weaned'!"

"Let me ask you, are all beings equal?"

Jing Li was very angry, but still replied: "Nature is equal."

"So the little turtle bastard belongs to all living beings?"

Jingli replied: "All sentient beings in the great world are called sentient beings."

"In that case, why do you think I'm scolding you when I say you're a little turtle?" Chong Xuansheng deliberately imitated his previous appearance, scratching his head: "Could it be that you are so superior that you look down on sentient beings?"