"Since he is an immortal, he must have the ability to live forever!"

Putting down the teacup, the young man being questioned said with a smile on his face.

"You guessed it, if there is a way to live forever, why haven't you heard of it before?"

"Nonsense, have you ever seen an immortal who could really control the wind and rain?"

"It's just that there are dragons around that can bathe in thunder and lightning. I really don't know what the difference is between what the immortal saw and what we saw."

Everyone in the restaurant was talking a lot, and everyone had their own guesses.

The young man who told the story did not stop or speak, just watching the discussion.

At this moment, a gold cake was thrown on the table in front of the young man.

The young man was taken aback and looked up.

I saw a few people standing not far away.

Seeing the young man looking at him, several people clasped their fists.

"This gentleman, who has just arrived in Xianyang, is a little curious about the immortals in Xianyang legends. Can you tell me again?"

Some people's accents are a little weird.

Some people who heard it frowned.

"Aliens from the north?"

One person frowned and said.

"We are just businessmen who came to Daqin to do business!"

Even though they were recognized, a few people didn't care.

"Of course it is possible!"

After quietly putting away the gold cakes in front of him, the young man said with a smile.

Then he started reciting the full text.

Thanks also to Zizheng for filling it with a lot of gorgeous descriptions.

Otherwise, I’m afraid these two articles will be gone soon.

The aliens with weird accents listened attentively and whispered to each other from time to time.

This situation occurs everywhere in Xianyang.

Among these people, the largest number are naturally the most powerful wolf spies among the northern alien races, and some are sent by other alien races to inquire for information.

Now the natural disasters in the north have begun to take shape.

Drought has arrived.

The high priest of the alien race said that this time it was man-made, which made the alien races, including the wolf tribe, fearful.

If it had been normal, I would have called him long ago.

Instead of sending people directly to spy on information like now, they all go to Xianyang City.

The actions of these aliens were naturally discovered by the Shadow Guards who closely monitored Xianyang, and then sent this information to Ying Zheng.

"Send someone to call Zizheng.?!"

Ying Zheng listened to Zhang Han's report and gave instructions without changing his expression.

Soon, Zizheng, who looked tired, entered the palace.

"Meet Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

Zizheng fell to his knees and shouted.

"Long live?" Ying Zheng was stunned.

I haven’t heard this word for a long time.

"Your Majesty will live forever, so long live is natural!"

Zizheng said.

"Get up!" Ying Zheng said with a smile on his face.

"The minister obeys the order!"

After Zizheng stood up, Ying Zheng looked at Zizheng for a while.

"Zizheng, you look very tired!"

"I am polishing the next article to be sent out. There is a scene in which His Majesty meets Master Tianchenzi. I hope it will be written more perfectly!"

Zizheng said.

Ying Zheng also felt a little strange.

If others talk about the emperor or record the emperor's affairs, they will naturally be monitored.

But this Zi Zheng, Ying Zheng is very relieved.

"Your Majesty, I wonder what you think cannot be written?"

Zizheng asked.

"You can write whatever you know!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand.

"Yes, thank you Your Majesty!" Zi Zheng heard this with joy on his face.

This not only means that he can play freely, but also shows that Ying Zheng trusts him.

In a short period of time, with the help of Da Qin, there was only one successor novelist left. The novelist who was not very useful in the eyes of hundreds of other schools had more than a hundred disciples.

This requires a certain amount of talent.

At least someone who can compile a story.

It was not easy to find before.

After all, he is literate and so smart, why should he be a storyteller?

But now it's different.

Zizheng was feeling happy when he heard a slight cough.

"His Majesty!"

Zhang Han suddenly shouted.

Ying Zheng suddenly realized that there was still something to do with letting Zheng enter the palace.

"Zizheng, when the national master came out of seclusion, he robbed part of the vitality of the foreign tribes in the north. Now there are signs of natural disasters in the north. Can this matter be compiled into a story?"

Zizheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately.

This is a good subject.

After all, the previous Seven Kingdoms period and the current Great Qin were all at war with the foreign races in the north.

"You know how to write it, right?"

"Yes, I understand!"

Zizheng nodded immediately.

Praise yourself and discredit your enemies.

Zizheng has a clear mind.

".?That's the case, so hurry up, the war is about to begin!"

Zizheng was surprised and nodded immediately.

"Zizheng, please step back and take a rest!" Ying Zheng said gently.

"Yes, I thank your Majesty for your concern!" Zizheng looked filled with gratitude.

After Zizheng left, Zhang Han spoke.

"Your Majesty, those alien tribes are the northern wolf tribe and other tribes that went to the wolf tribe. Do you want to deal with these people?"

"No, let them bring back the spying information!"

Ying Zheng shook his head.

He discovered the benefits of being a novelist again.

That is to confuse the audience.

According to Zhang Han's report, all the attention of these spies are now on the things spreading in the city, and they have no time to pay attention to anything else.

"I obey the order!" Zhang Han heard what Ying Zheng said and immediately nodded to accept the order.

"The story of the Taiyi Mountain dragon rising into the sky is being told in Xianyang City right now, right?"

"Yes!" Zhang Han was stunned and nodded immediately.

"And, because many people in East County witnessed it ten years ago, the people in the city still believe the story this time!"

"Of course, because it's true!"

"But there are people in the city who are speculating whether the Imperial Master has gained immortality and whether he has really ascended to become an immortal!"

Zhang Han said, looking a little worried.

Fairies, ghosts and the like have always been something that kings wanted to approach but were very afraid of since ancient times.

Especially now, if it is taken advantage of by someone with intentions, big trouble will probably happen.

Ying Zheng naturally understands, but Ying Zheng is not worried.

After all, the immortal in this story is now on the side of Da Qin.

Just as he was thinking about it, a roar suddenly came from afar.

Upon hearing this voice, Ying Zheng's expression changed, and he stood up suddenly and walked towards the palace door.

Zhang Han was stunned and hurried to follow.

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