Heaven's Beloved took the adoption manual of the sick apprentice

Chapter 4 Picking Cheats for My Apprentice

Jiang Yu returned to his courtyard, thinking that he suddenly had another apprentice.

The uneasy feeling began to spread in my heart again.

Once bitten, twice shy.

Dong Lin stood aside and undressed Jiang Yu.

"Master Si Ming has been looking wrong since he came back, but what happened?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, "Speaking of which, something did happen. I suddenly got an additional apprentice. Donglin, can you analyze it for me? Should I accept this apprentice?"

"Apprentice! Is he the young gentleman from the Heyuan?" Dong Lin said in surprise.

Little Langjun was brought back by Si Ming for less than a day, and he was actually accepted as his apprentice by Si Ming?

"Si Ming, do you want to stop thinking about it?"

Jiang Yu lowered his head and looked at Dong Lin's tangled look, not understanding what she was thinking.

"Why are you thinking about it again? Don't you like him?"

Dong Lin quickly shook his head, how could he not like it? The handsome young man would probably not be able to compare with the noble sons of famous families in the entire banquet city in the future.

Besides, it doesn't matter whether she likes it or not. What's important is that if the young master becomes Siming's apprentice, how will Siming marry the young master when he grows up.

It’s unreasonable!
"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Lord Si Ming, what do you think of Xiao Langjun's appearance?"

"Excellent." Jiang Yu said without thinking.

"Sir Siming, although there are no elders in the house, you still want to get married..."

Jiang Yu quickly interrupted Dong Lin's words: "Girl, if you want to get married, just tell me and I will be your matchmaker."

Donglin: "..."

"Although Song Heqing's kid is indeed good-looking, the age difference between you two is a bit big. You won't be like an old cow eating young grass, right?" Jiang Yu frowned, looking down at Dong Lin with disdain.

Donglin has nothing to say about suffering.

She was obviously thinking about Lord Siming's life-long affairs, so how could she be regarded as an old cow?
After Donglin left, Jiang Yu sat cross-legged on the bed.

In today's world, spiritual energy is severely lacking, and Jiang Yu's cultivation has been stagnant.

I don't know when we will usher in a new round of catastrophe.

Seeing that the 800-year promise is approaching.

She also accepted another apprentice out of anger. She might have to wait for many more years if she wanted to ascend.

But life is only a hundred years, if the little apprentice has no celestial fate and dies early, she doesn't have to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu's depression was relieved a lot.

Anyway, it's all fate, whether it's a blessing or a curse, you can't avoid it.

After practicing alone for a while, Jiang Yu took out his storage bag and rummaged through the cabinets to find secret books suitable for his young apprentice's practice.

"Sunflower Book"

If you want to practice the treasure book, you must first go to the palace?
It doesn't seem suitable, so let's go.

"Muscles and Bone Hands"

Why doesn't it look like the Fairy Book?
No, no, how could such a gentle person like my little apprentice learn such a poisonous move?

"Crane Crying" Sword Manual of the Sentimental Sword Sect.

The first page of the sword manual:
Introducing the sword energy into the body, there is love in the world.

Caring for the common people, doing good deeds in the world, and taking it as one's duty to protect all living beings in the world.

Jiang Yu looked at the secret book in his hand. The name suited Song Heqing very well.

But Jiang Yu was still a little hesitant.

A long time ago, she cultivated the path of sentient beings, and she also had a compassionate heart for the world.

Unfortunately, later on, my Taoist heart was broken and my hair turned gray overnight.

If it weren't for her immortality and reshaping her muscles and bones, she might have been wiped out long ago.

From then on, he changed to the ruthless way.

Is it better for Song Heqing to practice the path of sentimentality or the path of ruthlessness?
Unable to figure it out, Jiang Yu stopped thinking and waited for Song Heqing to recover from his injuries before making his own choice.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Yu realized how abnormal he was.

Isn't that just accepting an apprentice?Why is it more flustered than the first time.

The next day
Jiang Yu put on a veil and a bamboo hat and headed to Qingcheng Mountain alone.

At this time, Qingcheng Mountain is already full of smoke, incense is in full swing, and pilgrims are coming in an endless stream.

Everyone wants to pray for peace and blessings for their family on this Prayer Day.

Even if you cannot seek peace and blessings, you must worship in front of the Taoist temple.

But this year’s event seems to be particularly lively, which is why Jiang Yu came.

The Queen, who ascended the throne in early spring this year, is determined to personally bring peace and blessings to her people who seek peace and blessings.

Jiang Yu was sitting on a tree not far away, her figure obscured by the dense branches and leaves.

on the high platform.

A tall and majestic woman, dressed in a dark red dragon robe, with a golden crown binding her hair, and an arrogance that cannot be hidden between her eyebrows.

She stood on top of the crowd and declared loudly:
"Today is the annual blessing day, and it is also my first year as the throne. This year's Ping An Fu is not bought and sold according to the amount of money, but the lottery system is chosen. Once someone gets the Ping An Fu, I will personally hand it over to her."

The audience burst into applause. It has been a long time since Tianlin Kingdom has seen His Majesty so friendly to the people.

The lottery ceremony began, and the queen sat on the golden nanmu armchair covered with a soft mattress, quite relaxed.

Jiang Yu sat on the tree and sneered.

It's just Zhongliqing's way of winning over people's hearts.

Zhong Liqing looked around without revealing any trace, and then asked the guard beside him in a low voice: "Didn't Jiang Siming notify you?"

"I sent someone to inform last night. In the morning, the informant in the mansion sent a message. Jiang Siming has already left for Qingcheng to watch."

Zhong Liqing raised his eyebrows, waved his hand, and asked the attendant to stand aside.

He stared at the people in the audience, but still didn't see Jiang Yu.

"Jiang Siming, you can avoid the first grade of junior high school, but you can't avoid the fifteenth grade."

Jiang Yu listened to the whispers of the people on the stage and cut off the sound transmission technique.

Zhong Liqing really resented her deeply.

Tsk!big head!

If it weren't for that 800-year-old agreement, the ghost would be willing to be the commander, and be suspected and plotted by others.

Over 700 years and more than a dozen queens, the first few queens knew that Jiang Yu was serious about her commitments and her strength, so she treated Jiang Yu with courtesy.

The further you go, the deeper the new queen's grip on power becomes, and her suspicion of Jiang Yu's extraordinary existence becomes deeper and deeper.

In the past, I tried to force Jiang Yu to abdicate, but Jiang Yu really traveled leisurely for several years.

Due to internal and external troubles, there was no way to invite Jiang Yu back.

It's good now, this Zhong Liqing thinks about assassinating her every day, no, he has already reached the point of killing her openly.

Jiang Yu leaned on the branch, broke off a leaf and held it in his mouth, feeling slightly bitter.

After all, Zhong Liqing was still a child in her eyes. After countless generations, she had nothing to do but protect him.

Time passed little by little, and Jiang Yu looked at Zhong Liqing with a hint of impatience between his brows.

She knew that this girl didn't have much patience, so she just wanted to put on a show.

Finally, when Zhongliqing's complexion was getting worse and worse, the guards led the people who had won the lucky draw today onto the high platform.

Jiang Yu glanced over and secretly thought something was wrong.

She only wrote twenty.

How come there are 21 people on stage?

However, Jiang Yu was not going to remind her for the time being. She wanted to see if the guards around Zhong Liqing were capable of protecting her.

Zhong Liqing smiled and congratulated the people on the stage.

The people in the audience sighed, but there was nothing they could do about it. They were so unlucky.

The attendant at the side brought the wooden box covered with red silk, Zhong Liqing uncovered the red silk, and the blue satin inside was placed on the bottom, and the red Ping Anfu lay on it one by one, which looked small and delicate.

(End of this chapter)