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Chapter 197 The Immortal King, Waiting for a Rabbit
Zhao Ji, an official, may be the reason why he was disturbed by secular affairs a few days ago and could not practice Taoism.

Therefore, Er is very excited today. After cultivating in Zhaoying Palace in Yuqing for more than an hour, he feels that his whole body seems to have been sublimated.

He also asked the real people in the palace to come and explain to him a passage in "The Treasures of the Heavenly Palace of the Song Dynasty" compiled by his ancestor Emperor Zhenzong.

After chatting, he asked the real person to tell him about the "Enlightenment" compiled by Zhang Boduan during his father's reign.

Li Yan looked at the official Zhao Ji in a daze, where he talked about various Taoist scriptures with the real person.

From time to time, I turned my head to look at the sky outside the hall, from the sun to the sky, and then began to gradually move westward.

Until the sun, which was originally invisible, turned into an orange salted egg yolk hanging in the west.

Reflected on Li Yan's sluggish face, it made him want to call the sun's name, Sun!
Inside, there was an official's hearty laughter from time to time, which made Li Yan's heart tremble, and he even wanted to pick up a big stick.

After rushing in and knocking the official Zhao Ji unconscious, he dragged him into the carriage and hurriedly sent him to the small lake on the way.

Ask him to appreciate how the real Wang Daoist who has the real ability flies into the sky and escapes from the earth, and describes the grand scene in the palace that day.

It's a pity that he entered the palace earlier, intending to persuade the officials to leave as soon as possible, which already made the officials look displeased.

Seeing the sunset that was slowly setting like salted egg yolk, Li Yan sat down on the steps outside the hall in a slumped manner.

It seems that our family missed it once again, but thinking that Yang Jian suffered from the wind and cold, there must be another chance in the next two or three days.

Wanting to understand this, Li Yan clenched his hands into fists, no matter what, he must succeed.

Only in this way can I push Yang Jian away and become the most trusted eunuch around the official family.

At this moment, he was squatting by the small lake, and had sat for a whole afternoon, not to mention seeing a carriage passing by.

Not even a wild dog appeared in his eyes, which made Wang Daochang's face darker and darker, as black as the bottom of the iron pot he usually used to make alchemy.

"Master, it's getting dark, why don't we go back first?"

The big disciple who had been waiting for a long time, who was already hungry, came to him and made a suggestion to Daoist Wang in a low voice.

I saw Master glaring at him viciously.

The eldest disciple was so scared that he quickly shrank back, and shrank aside together with the second disciple.

"Master, what's the difference between this kind of behavior and a blind cat encountering a dead mouse?"

"Junior Brother, don't talk nonsense, Master is not blind, this, this is nothing more than waiting for a rabbit."

"Brother, I'm hungry..."

"I still have half of the leftover cornbread, do you want it?"

"...Brother, you actually brought food with you?"

"Nonsense, how can you survive without something to eat? Seeing Master's despondent posture, I'm afraid he will have to wait until it's dark."

"..."

It wasn't until the sky was completely dark that the official Zhao Ji returned in good spirits, what he didn't know was.

On the bank of the lake, there was an old man dressed as a Taoist priest, looking in this direction obsessively.

Looking at the lantern, looking at the carriage, watching the jovial knights passing by.

Not far behind this old Taoist priest, there are two young Taoist priests gnawing on half a cornbread...

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On the second day, due to the very happy chat on the first day, and Li Yan's instigation from the side.

This made Zhao Ji, an official who had nothing to do today, decide to go happily.

Seeing this scene, Li Yan was ecstatic in his heart, taking advantage of the time when the official family was changing clothes and preparing to go out, he quietly found an opportunity to find his confidant, the little eunuch.

Seeing that the confidant eunuch who had already got his order was running towards the distance at the fastest speed.

The corner of Li Yan's mouth twitched triumphantly. It seemed that success was at hand.

The official Zhao Ji, who had finished changing clothes, walked out of the palace gate slowly, walking unsteadily, but today the official's footsteps were obviously a little slow.

Although Li Yan was a little anxious, he still held back his temper and walked with the official family.

"Sure enough, there are cats..." Suddenly, the official Zhao Ji's voice with a hint of joy came from his ear.

"???" Li Yan raised his head in bewilderment, and looked in the direction that the official Zhao Ji was looking at.

I saw a pure black cat, curled up into a ball at the moment, taking a nap in a depression in a unique rockery.

The dragonflies that flew in from time to time caused the cat to open its eyes helplessly and flick its tail.

However, the dragonfly didn't want to leave at all, but stopped on the gently swinging cat's tail.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji, the official with bright eyes, held his breath, raised his arms, and made an eight towards the back.

"???" Li Yan looked at this gesture in bewilderment, until the official turned his head and made a gesture of writing with a very displeased expression.

Only then did Li Yan wake up, and quickly took out a tube of purple brush and respectfully handed it to the official Zhao Ji.

Afterwards, Li Yan stood aside blankly, looked at the man standing in front of the simple desk, and began to splash black with a brush, meticulously depicting this rare scene in "The Picture of a Cat Sleeping and an Insect Play".

I have to admit that, as an emperor of the Song Dynasty who is quite talented in art, I can't do anything.

But in terms of talent, he is definitely among the top five figures of this era.

And the cat was lying there lazily, motionless, which gave the official Zhao Ji an excellent opportunity to draw calmly.

This painting was drawn from noon until the sun began to slant westward, until the satisfied black cat turned over and sat up, looked left and right, and saw a group of people not far away.

With a meow in fright, it squeaked, got into the flowers and trees next to the rockery and disappeared.

Only then did Zhao Ji, the official, sigh with some regret, holding up the pen with unsatisfied intentions, and looking at this masterpiece that was carefully drawn and almost completed.

Li Yan, who had been waiting desperately, rubbed his face vigorously, and approached cautiously.

"Official, do we want to..."

The official Zhao Ji glanced at Li Yan, and then remembered what he wanted to do today.

He raised his head, glanced at the sun that was gradually slanting westward, and was about to turn into salted egg yolk, and slowly shook his head.

"It's already this time, that's all, I won't go today. You move this painting of mine to the study room and let them light the lamp quickly. I will strive to finish painting this painting today."

"...Yes, servant girl will do it now."

The smile on Li Yan's face was so ugly at the moment, it was as if he had been bitten by a dog, but he still had to continue to welcome the bite.

At this moment, it was still the lakeside, the same Taoist priest, and the two young Taoist priests.

But at this moment, Wang Daochang reached into his arms silently, took out an oiled paper bag, took out a completely cooled meat bun from inside, and bit down viciously.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the setting sun in the sky, but in the reflection of the setting sun, it was obvious that the corners of his eyes seemed to be scattered with crystals...

(End of this chapter)