fifth form

Chapter 1989 Rumors
Treating Huo Qubing was just a small matter.

Offering treasures is Zhang Xuezhou’s most important event.

Both big and small things were handled extremely well, and Zhang Xuezhou just felt very happy.

Zhang Xuezhou treated Huo Qubing three times in a row, and Wei Shaoer almost pressed Huo Qubing's head to ask Zhang Xuezhou to be his godfather.

This made Zhang Xuezhou wave his hands and refuse repeatedly.

He couldn't be the adopted father of the Painted Demon, nor could he afford to offend Jinxia Yuanjun and the unreasonable Nezha.

It would be fine if the painted monster wins the battle for consciousness, but if it loses and Jinxia Yuanjun and others investigate the clues, it will be a disaster that is difficult to resist.

Zhang Xuezhou is used to using his mouth, while Nezha is least used to using his mouth and is also the type of opponent Zhang Xuezhou dislikes the most.

There was no need for him to sacrifice himself for the sake of the name of a foster father.

"You are from a noble family, and I am just an ordinary person. I have no choice but to be your godfather." Zhang Xuezhou declined and then said, "Instead of worshipping me as your godfather, you might as well let Huo Qubing worship the Marquis as his godfather!"

"what!"

"Ok?"

Chen Zhang and Wei Shao'er dared to carry Huo Qubing to kowtow to Zhang Xuezhou, but asking them to break the rules and take the child to Pingyang Hou to worship as his adoptive father was a self-flattering thing. Not only did Chen Zhang not dare to think about it, even Wei Shao'er felt it was inappropriate.

After all, status brings about changes in concepts. Zhang Xuezhou has a low status, so everything is easy to deal with. It would be embarrassing if he wanted to marry someone of a higher status by using his child.

"I'll be the godfather... Hey, that's fine too!"

The new emperor didn't care. King Wen of Zhou had a hundred sons, among whom there were more than ninety adopted sons. The new emperor saw nothing wrong with adopting an adopted son.

"Come, come, come, as long as you kowtow, our status will be determined!"

The new emperor was very happy today, and he thought it was good to have double happiness.

He pointed at Huo Qubing, which made Chen Zhang quickly stick his head out, and then pressed down Huo Qubing's twisting head.

After this operation, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Huo Qubing's eyes had become much darker.

After struggling for nearly two years, today, after a chaotic worship, not only did I have to pay homage to my parents, uncle, and godfather. This established title is undoubtedly extremely discouraging.

Zhang Xuezhou was amazed at what he saw, and felt that even if the painting monster was arrogant, it would be extremely uncomfortable to have so many elders around at once.

"Just be thankful to be alive!"

Zhang Xuezhou whispered something and ignored Huo Qubing.

Everything went smoothly on his trip. After arranging things at home, when the next cycle came, Zhang Xuezhou flew far away to the sacred land of West Kunlun to ask for the Nine Treasures Wine.

"It's getting late, everyone continue, I'm going to go home and rest!"

The group of people were either sons, parents, uncles or godfathers. Zhang Xuezhou was an outsider. He stood there for a few minutes and then quickly left.

"Do you want me to give you a ride?" the new emperor said happily.

"No, no, no!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hands repeatedly, but Wei Qing took over. Regardless of whether Zhang Xuezhou needed it or not, he sent Zhang Xuezhou out of the Marquis' Mansion.

"I really don't know how to thank you," Wei Qing said, "If you hadn't helped with the diagnosis, our patient would have been crying and making a fuss without being able to call for help, and that would have been a huge problem!"

"If it weren't for me, there would be other people who would diagnose me," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile, "I just happened to be there!"

"grateful!"

Wei Qing bowed slightly, then brought out a carriage and invited Zhang Xuezhou to get in.

This made Zhang Xuezhou, who originally wanted to fly back to Laoshu Hutong, no longer insist and got on the carriage.

"Your Majesty told me that you have magical powers. I hope Master Dongfang will take good care of me in the future!"

The carriage was moving quickly, and Wei Qing was also being polite and friendly with Zhang Xuezhou.

There are very few great practitioners around the new emperor, and the only ones who have emerged are Wei Qing and Zhang Xuezhou.

Although Zhang Xuezhou would not follow the military route, Wei Qing was still willing to get along well with him. In the court, one should not only look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face. If there is more communication, not only can it not help each other, at least there will be one less person stabbing in the back.

"I heard that your third sister entered the palace. You will definitely be a royal relative in the future. Lord Wei, please take good care of me," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

It is difficult for any official to hold office for long in the imperial court, except for the royal relatives who remain in office forever.

No matter how much the new emperor trusts Wei Qing, this level of trust will not exceed that of family members. But as long as he marries the new emperor, this relationship will become unreliable. No matter how hard Zhang Xuezhou and others try, they cannot catch up with the trust that Wei Qing has gained.

As long as he didn't do anything outrageous, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Wei Qing's relationship with the new emperor would be so strong that no matter how many treasures he offered, he would never be able to catch up.

He was not joking when he asked Wei Qing to take care of him.

Zhang Xuezhou will not form a clique for personal gain, but he is undoubtedly willing to maintain good relations with some senior officials or future senior officials.

"My third sister... Well, it's a good thing that my third sister married into the royal family, but now the harem is ruled by the Grand Empress Dowager, the Empress Dowager, and the Queen. There is no place for my third sister. Your Majesty has not visited my third sister for a whole year," Wei Qing sighed.

“That’s a bit difficult indeed!”

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

The new emperor was tortured by the Empress Dowager so hard that he lost all his pride. Even Zhang Xuezhou and others became dejected. It was almost impossible for Wei Qing's third sister to overcome all obstacles and win the favor of the new emperor.

This is just like Zhang Xuezhou's desire to obtain the official title of "Jieshi Zhong". It is almost impossible to achieve the goal without magnifying the big and protecting the small.

"When did Your Majesty come to the Pingyang Marquis's residence?" Zhang Xuezhou asked with a smile, "He comes every night, but he doesn't do this often, right?"

"Your Majesty...it seems that the Queen asks for sex and children every day, and Your Majesty can't stand such daily requests," Wei Qing looked around and whispered.

Wei Qing was not a person who liked to gossip, but Zhang Xuezhou's relationship with them was too good at the moment, and the other party asked about the relevant matters at this time, so Wei Qing was willing to communicate a few words in a small circle.

"Women are indeed more resilient than men, especially older women. Your Majesty must be scared!"

Those who are suffering from drought will die of drought, and those who are suffering from floods will die of floods. Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh when he thought about his own family and the women in the new emperor's harem.

But there are many troubles caused by not choosing the right match. For example, the nightlife of the new emperor is not very harmonious. A young man in his twenties is made to act like an old man in his forties who is unable to do anything.

Zhang Xuezhou heard some private matters, which made him and Wei Qing chat with great joy.

What Grand Historian Sima Tan said was right, talking about private matters can indeed bring men closer together, even if they are talking about other people.

Wei Qing was originally a serious person. Apart from being noisy when pulling a horse-drawn carriage, he was not active at other times. But now, when he and Zhang Xuezhou start talking, he can't stop.

"The gossips in Anle Palace say that the new Taoist priest Li has been staying overnight in Anle Palace. It is very likely that he has been favored by the Empress Dowager and may even have been favored by her!"

As Wei Qing was chatting, he also talked about the Empress Dowager and mentioned some unreliable things.

"Master Li is a Taoist, and the Empress Dowager is of a pure and simple nature. These two people shouldn't do that, right?" Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Who knows? They say that old dry firewood can easily catch fire. I don't think it's easy to say," Wei Qing said.

"Those who gossip should have their tongues pulled out. They spread rumors about the Empress Dowager. They really don't know how to spell the word death," said Zhang Xuezhou.

"That's true. It's not right to gossip about others behind their backs. We can't believe these groundless rumors!"

Zhang Xuezhou, who had been chatting idly all the way, suddenly became serious. Wei Qing couldn't help but look guilty and quickly adjusted his state.

He was very serious at this time and nodded repeatedly. Zhang Xuezhou also criticized such behavior from time to time.

Wei Qing kept nodding until he sent Zhang Xuezhou to his doorstep.

"Don't talk nonsense on your way back!"

Zhang Xuezhou pushed the door open and entered the house, but Wei Qing did not stop to drink water, but whipped the carriage to go back.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the carriage going away and felt that the risk of being gossiped about in Chang'an City was too high.

Perhaps the Empress Dowager was still tracking Li Shaojun, and they ran into her when they were driving the carriage back, allowing the Empress Dowager to drive Yang Po to eavesdrop for a while.

If it had not been discovered quickly enough, Zhang Xuezhou felt that let alone getting a promotion to the rank of 'Jieshi Zhong' in the court in the future, it would not be unfair for him to be summoned to Anle Palace and beaten with dozens of sticks for gossiping. If he was beaten to death, there would be no place to appeal.

(End of this chapter)