Chapter 4827

The whole cave of Dagu Mountain was filled with an atmosphere of embarrassment.

Jian Wushuang looked at the extremely simple Dongtian again. Except for a few old futons that were almost patched, all the other Feng Shui scenery was pure natural. Only then did he confirm that he did not lie and was really poor.

"No, are you so poor as a fairy?" The sword matchless and unconsciously mended a knife.

Wei Liujia was very injured, and his face was almost embarrassed. "Well, because I'm just a little Yan Xian, and I don't have much ability to collect money, I can only live on this big isolated mountain, and my life is so twisted... In addition, the emperor ordered that the mountain owner must not leave their respective jurisdictions without authorization, so I'm so poor."

"I used to ask other Yanxian immortals for the seeds of some precious Lingbao and prepare to plant some. When the Chinese year is approaching and there is a harvest, I will supply it to the court. But my big solitary mountain is really a ghost land. If I plant nothing, I can only grow some mortals. So once I come and go, it becomes the situation you see."

Speaking of this, Wei Liujia looked up at Jian Wushuang and tensed, "several adults, you all see that Wei is really poor. Even if he stripped off his clothes, he can't squeeze out any treasures. Please forgive me."

At this time, Jian Wushuang understood that although the young Yan Xian named Wei Liujia inherited his father's throne and got the name of the mountain master.

But because of his bad luck and various other reasons, he finally fell so low that he couldn't even recruit xiannashi. He had to become a bare rod in his own territory.

"Don't worry, we'll never covet anything from you. We'll just borrow the treasure land here for a rest, and then we'll leave." Jian Wushuang said, motioning to Diqing to loosen the Yanli rope on him.

When the rope was untied, the things originally hidden in Wei Liujia's arms were scattered on the ground.

When you look closely, there are all some treasures of different sizes, as many as tens of them, flashing with various stars, which can be barely counted as OK.

The air solidified, Wei Liujia's mouth twitched, and cold sweat gushed from his temples.

Jian Wushuang smiled, "put it away quickly. We're just taking a rest here. We're not robbers who take away people's treasures."

Wei Liujia answered repeatedly and hurriedly stuffed those treasures into his arms again.

While he was cleaning up the treasures, Jian Wushuang thought about the previous conversation, and soon realized what, so he opened his mouth and asked, "as you just said, every Chinese year, you have to go to the DPRK to offer, and the person who is offered by the DPRK is the son of the second emperor?"

Wei Liujia nodded, and the incomparable geniality of the sword virtually narrowed the distance between them. In addition, there was almost no top repair on weekdays to visit Dagu Mountain, so that no one told him, so he unknowingly opened the chatterbox, "yes, I have to go to the heavenly palace every other Chinese year."

Jian Wushuang smelled the words, and his heart was moved. After glancing at Diqing, he asked again, "has the Korean offering of this year's Chinese year begun or not?"

"Not yet," Wei Liujia shook his head. "Every time the Chinese New Year pilgrimage began after the second emperor returned from the Tianting feast. The Chinese New Year pilgrimage was postponed for some time, but it will begin in three years."

Jian Wushuang's eyes lit up, which was simply dozing off and immediately put on the pillow. Originally, he was still having a headache how to get close to the childe, and now this problem was solved immediately.

As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Wei Liujia was excluded by other mountain owners, he was able to go straight to the heavenly palace and meet the master who was corrected by the childe.

Just this one is what the sword desperately needs.

If you go to the heavenly palace with him to get close to childe Jiao, you will have a quite legitimate and imperceptible identity. As long as the silver bell is beside childe Jiao or nearby, you will be able to find her whereabouts!

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang said, "if we want to go to the heavenly palace with you and meet the childe to correct, can we?"

Wei Liujia was stunned and soon looked embarrassed. "I'm afraid it's not very good. The heavenly palace is heavily guarded. Everyone who goes to pay tribute will be thoroughly investigated, in case..."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Jian Wushuang knew what he thought in his heart. If he took them to the heavenly palace, once there were any consequences and problems, it was absolutely beyond his little Yanxian to bear.

Just as Jian Wushuang was ready to continue persuading him, Zhao Ting, who had been silent in the distance, slowly walked forward.

Wei Liujia subconsciously looked up. At this look, he immediately shivered all over, and hurriedly stood up straight and bowed to Zhao ting. "Wei Liujia, the humble leader of Dagu Mountain, saw, and met Zhao Tianguan."

"Do you recognize me?" Zhao Ting came to him and asked softly.

"When, of course, you are the heavenly official beside the second emperor. You must remember your humble position." Wei Liujia said.

Zhao Ting nodded and said, "I know you, too, and I'm the most impressed. I can still remember you now."

His eyes lit up, "thanks to Zhao Tianguan for remembering his humble position."

"Of course, remember, you are the most independent of the seventeen mountain masters." Zhao Ting smiled.

"Ahaha... Yeah." Wei Liujia's face was embarrassed, and he naturally understood the meaning of Zhao Ting's words.

This once-in-a-year Korean confession, each time, made him make a fool of himself and embarrassed. Of course, it will be impressive.

If nothing happens, he will make a fool of himself this time.

Zhao Ting naturally didn't know what he thought, and then said, "they are all my colleagues. I can't go to the heavenly palace recently because I have something important to do. Can you take them to the heavenly palace to make a confession?"

Although Zhao Ting was asking, his tone was non-negotiable.

Although her words were full of loopholes, Wei Liujia didn't dare to resist, so he had to bow his hands and say, "go back to Zhao Tianguan, and Wei Liujia, the Lord of Dagu Mountain, can."

Zhao Ting nodded and then looked at Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang gave her a positive look, and then got up and walked to Wei Liujia.

"Brother Wei, I'm going to the court to offer sacrifices. Can you prepare any gifts for the second emperor?"

Wei Liujia smelled the words, and suddenly cold sweat flowed down again, his face was extremely cramped, "sure, I'm ready, but whether I can make the second emperor satisfied is another thing..."

"Can you give me a look?" Jian Wushuang smiled.

"Okay, okay." He looked complex and slowly extended his hand to his arms.

A moment later, some treasures he hid in his arms were held out in turn and carefully hovered in the air.

After seeing these treasures prepared for the second emperor, jianwushuang finally believed that Wei Liujia was really poor!