Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 641

It was night, and there was a large banquet in Shu Wang's mansion, and Shan Zhongming, the head of Shenji Shushu, was invited alone.

As the leader of the pro-propagandist faction, Hong Zhenji rarely interacts with Shan Zhongming. Today, Hong Zhenji's sudden invitation surprised Shan Zhongming.

But Hong Zhenji is the prince after all, and even though Shan Zhongming is a first-rank official, the prince still has to give him face.

After the banquet started, they exchanged greetings, exchanged cups, and didn't talk about business for half an hour.

When the two were slightly drunk and the atmosphere gradually improved, Hong Zhenji waved his hand, and suddenly a waiter changed beside Shan Zhongming, and a handsome woman sat beside him, refilling Shan Zhongming's wine.

This handsome woman is Han Di.

Shan Zhongming looked Han Di up and down, then turned to Hong Zhenji and asked, "King Shu, why did you change the waiter?"

This matter must be clearly understood. If it were someone else, the intention of sending such a beautiful waiter during the banquet was self-evident.

However, Hong Zhenji is a pro-propaganda faction and Shan Zhongming is a pro-Putism faction. The two have different political opinions.

Hong Zhenji smiled and said: "This is a student of the widow, named Lu Qiaoer, who usually likes some yin and yang techniques. Today I learned that the head of the Shanshu is coming, so I came here to ask for some advice."

Shan Zhongming was silent for a moment, and said to Hong Zhenji: "My lord, this matter is probably against the rules. Except for the master of magic, others are not allowed to learn strange arts. This is the law of our Qiancheng."

Hong Zhenji waved his hands again and again and said: "This disciple of the widow has just read a few idle books and learned some tricks of the three-legged cat. Please don’t be offended by the chief.”

Shan Zhongming said with a smile: "My lord, you are being polite. Naturally, you should be more cautious about your responsibilities. As a student of your lord, there is another good thing. It doesn't matter if you learn some common spells. If you encounter something you don't understand, the old man It’s okay to call a few words.”

Shan Zhongming was selling his face, Hong Zhenji felt at ease, and let Han Di continue to serve him.

Taking advantage of the gap between pouring wine, Han Di quietly wiped some rouge, and Shan Zhongming, who was not looking sideways at first, gradually drifted over.

After a few more glasses of wine, seeing that Han Di remained silent, Shan Zhongming took the initiative to ask: "Miss Qiaoer, when did you start to study the art of yin and yang?"

Han Di lowered his head and whispered: "Half a year ago, I got a secret book of magic circle from the folks, and learned some superficial things from it."

Shan Zhongming smiled and said: "The so-called secret books among the market are mostly written by quack warlocks, so they are not credible."

Han Di said: "But the little girl has really learned something."

Shan Zhongming had a kind expression on his face; "Let me listen to you."

According to what Xu Zhiqiong taught, Han Di explained a few foundations of Yin-Yang Dao, and every three or five sentences, he intentionally made a mistake, and let's see if Shan Zhongming could point it out.

Shan Zhongming kept silent, with a slight smile on his face all the time.

Han Di felt more and more guilty, feeling that this person was unfathomable.

Hong Zhenji saw that the fire was coming, stretched his waist lightly, yawned and said: "I'm a little tired, let's go back to the bedroom to rest for a while, Qiaoer, I'd like to say hello to Shushu."

Shan Zhongming hurriedly got up and said: "Your Majesty rested earlier, it's time for Shan to leave."

Hong Zhenji hastened to stay and said: "I just rest for a while, I have important matters to discuss with Prime Minister Shan Shu, the chief don't see you, and wait for me here for a while."

Shan Zhongming declined and said: "Shan is also a little tired. If there is something important, it is better to discuss it tomorrow."

Hong Zhenji said: "If the head of the single shun doesn't dislike it, and take a rest in the widow's mansion, Qiaoer, clean the guest room, so that I can serve the head of the widow."

Speaking of this, the matter has been made clear, Hong Zhenji intends to present a beautiful woman as a present.

The faint aroma of makeup and powder, just like the alcohol, made Shan Zhongming's complexion more rosy, and he saluted again: "In that case, Shan is bothering you."

Han Di accompanied Shan Zhongming to the guest room, and several of Shan Zhongming's attendants were waiting in the main hall.

Han Di made tea for Shan Zhongming. When ordering the tea, he used a magic circle, and a cup of tea slid on the table by itself, and came in front of Shan Zhongming.

Shan Zhongming smiled: "Miss Qiaoer, are you showing off your tricks with the old man?"

Han Di lowered his head, pursed his red lips lightly and said, "Young lady, how dare you show off in front of the head of the council, but I don't know enough about the formation, please correct me."

Shan Zhongming sighed and said, "This kind of tricks belong to the lower class. Let me be more straightforward, this old man. It is almost the same as the tricks used by charlatans to swindle money."

Han Di's heart trembled.

This magic circle is indeed not advanced, but it is not something that Han Di can use easily.

This was a spell carefully crafted by Xu Zhiqiong. Taking the opportunity of ordering tea, Han Di activated the spell and released the magic circle.

Xu Zhiqiong has the sixth grade of yin and yang, and the spells he made are worthless in Shan Zhongming's mouth.

It seems that this is really not an ordinary person.

Moreover, he practiced the noble and righteous way. According to Xu Zhiqiong's speculation, this person should be a Confucian practitioner.

A Confucian cultivator is so proficient in yin and yang techniques, I am afraid that this person has more than one cultivation level.

Han Di asked in a low voice: "The little girl also wants to learn some superior techniques, and I would like to ask the chief minister to teach me."

Shan Zhongming shook his head and said: "This sentence is wrong. There is no such thing as superior magic in this world."

Han Di became more and more nervous.

The words were too profound, so profound that she couldn't understand them.

Looking at Miss Qiao'er's confused eyes, Shan Zhongming took a sip of tea and began to teach: "The so-called cultivation is that only those who cultivate can be successful. Cultivation is cultivation, which is the way of self-cultivation and self-cultivation.

There are many ways to practice. A quack warlock learns some trivial skills and practice over and over again. Practice makes perfect. This is also considered practice. However, even if you study for a lifetime, what you learn is just some quack tricks. , can't be exchanged for real cultivation base at all,

There are talented and intelligent people who not only study spells, but also train their muscles and bones, learn the so-called Qi Qi technique, and improve their physical fitness, but they can gain some real cultivation.
However, the ability of muscles and bones is limited after all, even if you have practiced for thirty to fifty years, and your body has been honed to the extreme, it is rare to achieve a high level of cultivation.

The true right path of practice is under the protection of the gods, with the grace of the gods as the source, from which one can sharpen one's will, temper one's character, and improve one's cultivation level by level from the root of virtue. This is the right way.

Therefore, the low-level practice cultivates skills, the middle-level practice cultivates the body, the high-level practice cultivates the mind, and the high-level practice cultivates virtue.
The old man has today's practice, only because he is always grateful for the grace of the gods, and practiced from the foundation of virtue. Miss Qiaoer, do you now know the method of practice? "

Han Di blinked and looked at Shan Zhongming inexplicably.

Now she was really confused.

Shan Zhongming's words completely overturned Han Di's understanding of practice. It was the first time she had heard of the so-called cultivation of virtue.

It doesn't matter if you are confused, Shan Zhongming likes to answer questions. He took another sip of tea and explained the basic methods and significance of cultivating virtue in detail.

……

Xu Zhiqiong stood in the Xingxiu corridor, looking at the Siguo room, wondering whether he should go in or not.

If you don't go in, you haven't thought about it today, you will not only be punished by Master Dao, but also your cultivation will be damaged, and a plum blossom will appear on your face. If the position is not good, it means disfigurement.

But if you go in, how should you deal with that dancer again.

Seeing that it was coming to Haishi, it was too late not to go.

Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth, pushed the door open and entered the Siguo room, and a burst of fragrance of makeup and powder came to his nostrils.

"Officer, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I saw last night that you don't like snakes to advance and retreat. Today we will go straight to the end."

Xu Zhiqiong clenched his fists and said, "Girl, why are you making things so difficult for me?"

The dancer said with a smile: "It's just a little bit of essence, is this considered embarrassing?"

"If I say no, I won't. Don't worry about it, girl."

"The official took a big breath, but the servants are seeing how long you can bear it."

The door of Si Guo's room slammed shut.

……

Han Di strained his eyelids and listened to Shan Zhongming's speech for half an hour.

She didn't forget the mission of this trip, she was here to talk, although Han Di was always a little cautious, but when it was time to do serious things, he was never ambiguous.

She wanted to talk, but the other party didn't give her a chance, she kept on talking, spitting all over the place, Shan Zhongming kept talking, and Han Di couldn't even get in the words.

Listening to his words, he is a high-ranking man, with depth and momentum, and he should be a high-quality cultivator.

But from the beginning to the end, between the lines, there is reason, there is no means, so Han Di dare not jump to conclusions.

After finally waiting for Shan Zhongming to say that he was tired, Han Di thought that the opportunity had come, but he didn't expect Shan Zhongming to sit beside Han Di, ready to get down to business.

This is Shan Zhongming's habit. He doesn't like flowers and sweet talk.

What he likes is to go straight to the point after teaching earnestly, and those high-level teachings are the best love words for him.

Han Di can't let him go off topic, no matter the rest of the green tea or the secret of cliché, the most basic element is not to let the other party succeed, once the other party succeeds, all future plans will come to naught.

Han Di must get out immediately. There are two ways to get out. One is that Hong Zhenji "wakes up" at the appointed time, and then drinks with Shan Zhongming.

Another method is that Han Di used the hypnotic charm given to her by Yang Wu.

This spell is very strong, as long as it can be used smoothly, even cultivators below the sixth rank cannot resist it.

The key question now is whether it can be used. Shan Zhongming's cultivation is unfathomable, and he will never give Han Di the chance to use the spell.

Even if it is used, it will not have much effect on Shan Zhongming. His cultivation base is probably out of the world, and this spell may not make him yawn.

Let's count on Hong Zhenji, there is still half a cup of tea to go before the agreed time, Han Di firmly believes that he can hold off.

"My lord, please have another cup of tea."

"I've had enough tea." Shan Zhongming sat a little closer.

"My lord, there is still one thing I don't know about the little girl..."

"The way of cultivating morality is extremely profound, how can it be accomplished overnight, it must be studied day and night, step by step." Shan Zhongming got started.

"Little girl, there is still one important thing that I don't understand. Please give me some advice."

"Using only words, I am afraid that the guidance will not be clear. The way of cultivating virtue must be taught by words, and even more so by example." Shan Zhongming is about to pounce on him.

Han Di had no choice but to use the spell first, even if it could reduce his interest.

The spell was successfully used.

After using it, Shan Zhongming's eyes blurred, his body softened, and he fell into a deep sleep.

just fell asleep?
Yang Wu's talisman made him fall asleep so easily?
Han Di was stunned for a long time, afraid that he would pretend to be asleep, so he took a breath.

He was really asleep, breathing deeply and steadily.

Does this lord, the chief minister, have any cultivation base?

(End of this chapter)