Chapter Fourteen: Fate and Fortune

  One morning, Pan Yu, Fan Zhen and the three of them woke up early. They felt refreshed and invigorated, feeling better than they ever had before. Unlike others who were hungover, with headaches, thirst, and low spirits.

  Fan Zhen smiled and said: "This divine wine and food is still good, naturally we will take it twice in the future!"

  Pan Yu shook his head and smiled: "I'm afraid it's not easy for Di Shen Jun to prepare this meal either!"

  The two of them were experienced and knowledgeable, and they could soon sense that Liu Yi's hospitality was not ordinary, seeming to have some other cleverness to it.

  Fan Zhen listened and burst out laughing. He didn't bother with trivialities, but simply said: "Friends have a way of sharing wealth, what's the big deal?"

  Pan Yu heard this and couldn't help but laugh, saying: "Whoever became friends with you is certainly unlucky."

  The two of them burst out laughing, and Yu Shu followed suit. In his heart, he thought to himself that Fan Zhen and Pan Yu had indeed helped the Earth God a great deal behind his back. Even if it meant treating the two to ten or a hundred meals, the Earth God wouldn't mind. It's just that my abilities are limited, and I wasn't able to help much, yet the Earth God still treats me this way, making me feel truly grateful.

  "What is this?"

  On the table beside him lay a stack of white paper as white as snow.

  Pan Yu and Fan Zhen only then noticed that the paper was not only white as snow, but also smooth and flat, with a light plum blossom pattern in the background that did not interfere with writing. There was also a faint scent of plum blossoms.

  Fan Zhen smiled and said, "It's really hard to say how this paper was made. It can be said that it is cleverly stealing the work of heaven. It must be that the Earth God saw that you, A You, are good at writing articles, but didn't have good paper, so he specially prepared it for you!"

  Pan Yu was skilled in writing poetry and prose. Seeing such good paper, she was immediately attracted to it, couldn't help but speak, and flipped through it, loving it so much that she couldn't bear to put it down.

  In this world, paper craftsmanship is still so crude. Where can such snow-white, flawless, and even glossy soft paper be made?

  It is the most valuable, and the imperial court only uses it for the most important documents, worth a thousand coins per sheet of yellow hemp paper. Compared to this, they are worlds apart!

  It is called Huang Ma Bai Xiang, also known as Imperial Edict of Appointment. It refers to the emperor's appointment of chancellors and three dukes. This kind of grand ceremony in the imperial court uses this yellow paper.

  If she hadn't seen the paper that Liu Yi had sent over, Pan Yu would have thought that the yellow hemp paper was the best. But now that she has seen the paper that Liu Yi had sent over, the yellow hemp paper is not even as good as trash!

  "Ah, there's also this brush..." Soon after, Fan Zhen discovered a brush, inkstone and inkstick. Everything was exquisite, making one exclaim in admiration. They were all rare treasures of the world.

  Pan Yu sighed and looked up at the sky: "I don't dare to use these things, I'm afraid of getting used to them. If I look down on those worldly things again in the future, it will be a disaster!"

  Fan Zhen burst out laughing, just about to mock a couple of sentences. But then he heard Yu Shu shouting: "There's another treasure sword here! It seems that the Divine Lord knew that Han Zhang was a versatile talent in both literature and martial arts, so he specially sent it to Han Zhang!"

  As he spoke, he pressed the sword's hilt, and with a "ting" sound, a snow-bright blade emerged.

  "Good sword!"

  Fan Zhen saw the eyes bright and loved to take out the sword, carefully looked at it, and saw that there were beautiful cloud patterns on the body of the sword, with ancient seals engraved.

  It feels heavy in hand, with a chilling aura that is oppressive. Although it hasn't been unsheathed yet, the exceptional quality of this treasured sword can already be seen!

  "What a great sword!" Fan Zhen exclaimed again, but this time he forgot to tease Pan Yu.

  All three of them were attracted by this gift, and even Yu Shu had prepared some rare treasures that were hard to find in the world.

  Finally, Pan Yu sighed: "Now that Feng's paper has come out, all the paper in the world will be cheapened by it!"

  Fan Zhen laughed loudly: "Such things, sent to the imperial court nobles, I think they all have their favorites!"

  Pan Yu smiled and indeed it was true. With such a divine treasure, the reputation of the Earth God would be elevated to another level!

  Within two days, the imperial envoy rushed to Huiling City due to the shocking case of the murder of the county governor. He joined forces with the magistrate of Huiling County and arrived at the foot of Fenglai Mountain.

  Liu Yi was accustomed to gazing out at the distant mountains, but what he saw was still a wisp of green energy slowly approaching. Looking at it, it seemed almost identical to the county governor's.

  How could this be? Liu Yi was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted. A provincial governor, can be said to be a typical example of low position and great power.

  Although the Cishi is the highest official in a state, it governs more than ten counties under its jurisdiction. The entire Dayu Empire has more than 150 counties under its jurisdiction, but there are only nine states.

  If it is said that a county governor is the master of a thousand chariots, then a provincial governor can be said to be the lord of ten thousand chariots. In theory, his aura should be purple.

  However, the imperial court would never think so. A governor of a state occupies one-ninth of the world and has too much power and responsibility. The emperor cannot sleep at night.

  So, the governor of this state is just a small official with 800 stones. In terms of fame and status, it's about the same as the county lieutenant of a large county, such as Zhong Huan of Huiling County.

  In name, it was not a governor of one province. It was just an official sent by the imperial court to replace the touring inspector.

  This is the meaning of mutual restraint between the large and small. The sixth-rank officials with a salary of 800 dan manage the fourth-rank officials with a salary of 2,000 dan under their jurisdiction.

  It seems now that this official's aura is just a faint blue, similar to that of a county governor, no wonder.

  It is from this that, as long as you carefully ponder, you can ponder out many secrets about the movement of energy.

  "It seems that this appointment is not only a real power, but also has a huge impact on reputation. Originally the master of a purple state, was pulled down to the rank of green gas. The one who designed this official system for the imperial court back then must have been a high-ranking person!"

  Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sigh! Thinking again, I realized that I could see through myself too. He can't even control the Phoenix Mountain five or six miles away, and as for his divine position, he's just a small god in the countryside who's not worth mentioning.

  However, with Liu Yi's frequent big moves, he desperately brushed up his prestige. Now his prestige is not low, so he can rightfully own Qingqi without any worries.

  Not like before, although having a green aura, it carries a killing aura. This can be said to have come with Qi Sheng's transfer, and it is not impossible to say that relying on the original Liu Yi's godly position, he could not bear the green ghost energy, which led to the killing aura, future troubles...

  With thoughts in mind, they arrived at the foot of Fenglai Mountain. At this time, Liu Yi's gaze suddenly noticed a person beside Shi Shi. The man was wearing a green robe, holding a five-section staff, walking alongside Shi Shi, chatting and laughing.

  "It's actually someone from Qingyang Dao!" Liu Yi was shocked, looking at the person's attire and demeanor, he should hold a high position within Qingyang Dao. Liu Yi hastily looked at that so-called Great Sage Master, who was holding a nine-section staff.

  At this moment, the Qingyang Dao master holding a five-section staff gazed into the void.

  A gaze as cold as electricity pierced through the Ling Xiao treasure mirror and met Liu Yi's gaze at one point.