Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 47: How can the late Ming Lord be better than the faint Lord?

Zhang Wenyuan, Shang Shukui's bookboy.

As a relative of Shang Shukui's early friends, he has been working as a book boy with Shang Shukui since his parents passed away when he was seven or eight years old. It has been ten years now, and he is still young.

Logically speaking, Wu You's residence should not be known to him.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

In Shang Shukui's eyes, Zhang Wenyuan is his only student.

Having watched Zhang Wenyuan since he was a child, the Prime Minister of the State knew his nature well - introverted and obedient, dull and honest, without a single heart in his heart.

He never thought that this stupid boy would peek at the letters on his desk for the first time, and find Wu You's residence alone without hesitation.

This move can be called decisive and bold.

It would be possible for Nian Qiansheng to do this, but... Wenyuan? After hearing this, Prime Minister Shang was afraid that he would find out who was instigating his stupid student.

…

"Enter."

Hearing the sound from inside the house, Zhang Wenyuan was ecstatic, his throat rolled, he swallowed, and opened the door.

A figure as otherworldly as a banished immortal was reflected in his eyes, which made Shutong, who was used to seeing Prince Nian's handsome face, stunned for a moment.

There are actually people in the world who are more handsome than the prince...

In fact, in terms of looks alone, Wu You is even less impressive than Immortal Physique, but the impact on mortals is not even the slightest bit impressive.

In the room, Wu You opened her eyes on the futon.

"What's up?"

"Greetings to the Immortal! Zhang Wenyuan, the boy, came here to ask the Immortal to cure my Prime Minister's illness." The boy announced his identity and intention at the same time and took a step forward to kneel in front of Wu You.

He bowed his head respectfully.

Wu You frowned.

As soon as he raised his hand, the book boy suddenly felt like he was being lifted up to stand up by an invisible force, and then pushed forward to sit down.

"Before I listen to you tell me about your prime minister's situation, remember first that you are not allowed to kneel." Wu You said sternly.

Although in this era of the mortal world, kneeling is very common, he still can't accept this kind of big salute given to him when he meets others.

Zhang Wenyuan nodded vigorously.

"Yes, Immortal Chief."

"My Prime Minister suffered from a stubborn illness in his early years and has been tortured for many years. Since then, His Majesty has been seeking immortality and has not been concerned with state affairs. Your Excellency has been busy with government affairs and his health is getting worse. I want... to ask the Immortal to save my Excellency!"

The book boy in front of him was very upright, and no bad intentions were found under his spiritual inspection.

But...why are there so many sick rice seedlings in Li country?

After the emperor lay down and the prime minister lay down, everyone came to him for treatment. It felt like he would change his job to a doctor after this trip, but it was not difficult for him to treat a few mortals.

Wu You thought for a moment and readily agreed.

"With a little effort, you can be considered as doing good deeds and forming a good relationship. Come on, take me to see Mr. You. I will know how to cure him."

"Thank you, Immortal!!"

The boy was so excited when he heard this that he almost lost his composure. He wanted to kowtow and thank him, but he gave up after being controlled by Wu You.

The immortal is completely different from what Prince Nian and the Prime Minister said. The immortal is obviously easy to talk and kind-hearted!

Zhang Wenyuan thought.

The Prime Minister's Mansion at that time...

In the study, Nian Qiansheng and Shang Shukui were discussing how to deal with Pingyang Hou. On the table, spread out on a white paper, was the news that Pingyang Hou's army was stationed at Yanqiu and looking eastward at Jian'an City.

Now that Nian Baiguan is leading his army outside, there are only 50,000 imperial troops in the capital, and they are not directly under Shang Shukui and Nian Qiansheng. Many generals in the army have turned to Pingyang Marquis.

The situation is not optimistic, both of them frowned,

"My lord! My lord!!"

"Look who I brought here!"

Zhang Wenyuan's excited shouts came from outside the study, his voice coming from far away.

Nian Qiansheng smiled helplessly at Shang Shukui, stood up, opened the door to greet him, and said with a smile: "Wenyuan, why are you running out at this time? Ask Prime Minister Shang to look for you for a long time."

The door opens.

The smile on his face instantly faded, and his eyes became sharp.

——The person facing him was Wu You with a calm expression.

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Arrogance begins with strength.

The disdain the monks have for mortals is never a secret.

Although cultivators are reluctant to go to the mortal world, it has been more than three hundred years since the founding of the Li Kingdom. Even if it is an accident, many cultivators have already visited it, and it is not the first time that Heavenly Mirror Sect has come to extend the life of King Wu.

After several contacts with princes, generals, high-ranking officials, and wealthy businessmen, anyone with some ability already knows how low-level they are in the eyes of immortal cultivators.

Therefore, the two did not consider Wu You as a solution to the current situation at all.

But what the hell now?

A clumsy-tongued book boy came to your door empty-handed and begged you to save someone. You just agreed without asking for anything? ?

Is there something wrong with you or something wrong with me?

The arrival of Wu You directly shattered Nian Qiansheng and Shang Shukui's understanding of immortal cultivators.

…

"The Immortal really doesn't have any other requests?"

After a short conversation, Shang Shukui asked Wu You again.

Wu You looked at the alert posture of the two people in front of him and was speechless: "This... Prime Minister, if you don't need my treatment, please tell me clearly and I won't waste your time here."

Nian Qiansheng and Shang Shukui looked at each other.

Clearly.

"Immortal, wait a minute."

At this time, Shang Shukui stood up solemnly and bowed respectfully to Wu You: "As an old man, there is no need to worry about illness. The diseases in this country are the ones that really need the immortal's treatment. I hope the immortal can listen to me." Tell it."

"But it doesn't matter."

Wu You didn't look surprised at all.

When he saw Zhang Wenyuan, the feeling of déjà vu that triggered the side mission came over him, and it turned out to be exactly what happened.

Moreover, when he saw Shang Shukui for the first time, he knew that this was not a simple person - the aura that made people feel like the sun was lingering, which was faintly visible in the monk's eyes.

He is willing to call it, awe-inspiring and righteous.

With the corners of his mouth raised slightly, Wu You sat quietly and listened to Shang Shukui talk about the current situation in Li country.

This makes sense.

He didn't go down the mountain just to extend the life of a fatuous and decrepit emperor.

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King Hongwu, this title sounds like a heroic conquest.

This title was not given to him by himself, nor was it even a title given by his courtiers to show respect. It was given to him by his enemies.

Li Guo at that time

The emperor was seriously ill and on the verge of death, the prince who was about to ascend the throne was completely turned into a puppet by the eunuchs, and rebels were raging in the country. The nearly three hundred years of the dynasty seemed to be coming to an end.

There was a prince who was the second son of a concubine and had never been known for his knowledge or martial arts before.

But when the country was falling apart, he came out of nowhere. First, he used thunderous power to wipe out all the demons and monsters in the court, and then he personally led the army to go on an expedition. After spring passed and autumn came, he had wiped out the rebels in the country.

Return and ascend the throne, and the golden rule will shake up the country.

Abolition of harsh government, widening the net to combat corruption, leveling taxes, and distributing money and silk are as boundless as the rivers and seas. Scholars and common people have time to rest. Wherever they set up a school, there are no shortage of teachers. They are born in the classics and writing techniques. No matter how good the book is, the strokes of the brush can be meaningful, and the words and chapters are all coherent.

(End of chapter)