Villain: The memory is exposed, the heroine kneels and begs for my forgiveness

When dealing with people these years, Jiang Zhige never showed a conceited smile. Even so, those people would still lick their faces to please him.

If this is not strength, what is strength?

"Brother Jiang, it seems that you haven't been out of Tianyun Pavilion in recent years. Why don't you go to the secular world to relax and see if there are any talents that can be brought into the pavilion?"

"Brother Lu, Tianyun Pavilion has not withered to the point where I need to personally snare disciples."

Jiang Zhige's expression did not change. He was busy dealing with affairs in the cabinet all day long and had to take time out to practice. How could he have the leisure to travel in the secular world?

Lu Tianjiao waved his hand and said helplessly: "No, no, no, you are a genius, but the younger generation in the sect is not. When we both die, will Tianyun Pavilion still be so beautiful?"

Jiang Zhige frowned slightly when he heard this. Lu Tianjiao was right. Today's Tianyun Pavilion is so prosperous purely because of their presence.

There is no genius among the young people in the pavilion who can break through the Yuan Hai realm before the age of fifty. If it remains like this, Tianyun Pavilion will inevitably decline in a few hundred years.

"It just so happens that the examination for recruiting disciples will be held every five years in a while. Just think of it as going down the mountain to try your luck. As for the affairs within the cabinet, I will take care of them for you for the time being."

"What do you mean temporarily? It should have been handled by you in the first place."

Jiang Zhige felt unhappy when he mentioned this. If Lu Tianjiao hadn't cheated, he wouldn't have to bear so much responsibility.

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In the Zhengyang Temple, Nangong Rou was quite emotional. Over the past few decades, Tianyun Pavilion had become far different from what she had in mind.

At this moment, she wanted to know more and more what Jiang Zhige had gone through during the thousand years she had not been with Jiang Zhige to become the evil emperor.

Seeing Nangong Rou die down, hundreds of powerful people started talking again.

"Is this still Tianyun Pavilion?"

"In nearly a hundred years, Tianyun Pavilion has really changed a lot."

"By the way, can the Demon Emperor be considered a genius? I remember that his cultivation talent is not mediocre?"

"The Demon Emperor has a mediocre physique and an average spiritual root, but he has a talent for cultivating demons that ordinary people cannot match. It is not an exaggeration to call him a genius."

There was little discussion among the people. At this time, rather than the past of the Demon Emperor himself, they hoped that the subsequent memories would make Nangong Rou give up rescuing the Demon Emperor.

Because even if the Demon Emperor is not that heinous, everyone in the palace has really offended him.

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In the light and shadow scene, Jiang Zhige traveled to several mortal countries after leaving Tianyun Pavilion.

Three months have passed, and he has met many children with good talents, but unfortunately they are still far from the one he wants.

Many of them can only practice reluctantly. If they enter Tianyun Pavilion, it is impossible to reach the level of Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao.

On this day, Jiang Zhige, wearing a bamboo hat and commoners, was walking in an unprepossessing small town.

From time to time, he would look at some boys and girls under the age of twenty, but most of his eyes were on observing the local customs and customs in the city.

Lu Tianjiao was right, finding disciples was only secondary, it was also good to go out and relax occasionally.

After all, if you want to find a talented genius in the ordinary world, the success rate is really low, and it may take more than ten years to find one.

Not long after Jiang Zhige entered the city, he suddenly heard a burst of crying in front of him.

He looked in the direction and found a little girl about eight or nine years old.

The girl was wearing a pale pink dress that was stained and somewhat tattered. Her little face was also covered in dust, and the tear stains left by her tears were clearly visible.

She knelt in front of the government office and kept crying: "I want to report to the official! I want to report to the official!"

Jiang Zhige remained calm and listened quietly to the discussions of the people around him.

"Isn't this Yaya? What's wrong with her?"

"This silly girl, the candied haws on a stick was stolen, and she actually came to the government to report it, hoping that the police would help her catch the culprit."

"Tanghulu? Isn't this nonsense?"

Everyone who learned the truth was immediately amused and thought it was something big. Unexpectedly, they just lost a bunch of candied haws.

Amidst the burst of laughter, only Jiang Zhige’s eyes were clear.

He could see the extremely sad and desolate look in the girl's eyes.

After all, a girl of eight or nine would never cry like this over a bunch of candied haws.

Jiang Zhige glanced at the crowd around him and quickly found an old woman who looked guilty.

Before he could do anything, the officer in front of the government office suddenly pushed the girl down and said impatiently: "Kid, if you don't look at where this is, you're going to go home and find your parents!"

As soon as these words came out, the girl cried even louder and stayed in front of the government office, refusing to leave.

The yamen officer frowned when he saw this, thinking that the girl was deliberately acting up and rolling around, so he said coldly: "Damn girl, I think you are toasting and you will be punished with wine!"

He said, rolling up his sleeves and walking towards the girl, showing a fierce expression.

None of the onlookers said anything to dissuade her, because this was in front of a government office, and the girl was making unreasonable noises and disrupting order, so it was understandable to give her a good beating.

I thought that the girl would back down, but she didn't expect that she was still standing in front of the government office, crying loudly: "I won't leave, I won't leave, this is a place to catch prisoners, you have to help Yaya catch the prisoners."

The officer's face turned dark and he didn't know what to do.

Although the girl was the first to make trouble unreasonably, he couldn't really hit an eight or nine-year-old girl.

Seeing that no one came forward to take the girl away, Jiang Zhige sighed silently and walked over to help the girl up.

He squatted in front of the girl and asked softly: "Girl, a bunch of candied haws, why are you crying like this?"

"Sugar, candied haws, Yaya bought it with great difficulty..."

The girl's face was filled with tears and she was sobbing so hard that she couldn't explain it at all.

Jiang Zhige was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the old woman hiding in the crowd and asked, "Did you steal this girl's candied haws?"

"Nonsense! How could I, a seventy-year-old woman, steal this girl's candied haws?"

When the old woman heard this, she immediately defended herself, but unfortunately the guilty conscience in her eyes gave her away.

Everyone around was also stunned. If the old woman had not stolen the candied haws, they would have immediately felt that the person Jiang Zhige was asking was not her, instead of rushing to defend herself with a guilty look on her face.

After all, if the old woman had not stolen the candied haws, she would have no suspicion at all.

"No way? Grandma Wang is so old, why would she steal a girl's candied haws?"

"Who knows, Grandma Wang is so poor that she can't bear to part with the candied haws, so she might steal it for her grandson."

"Who is this young man? Is he Yaya's father?"

"How is it possible? Her parents have died long ago, and she only has one sister."

Hearing the comments from the people around him, Jiang Zhige felt quite sad.

No wonder the girl cried louder after being pushed down by the government servant.

It wasn't that she was in pain from being pushed, but that her parents had passed away early and there was no way she could go home to find them.