[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

To be honest, when he first heard the news, Jiang Ziya... didn't believe it.His junior brother is a man, and the demon concubine who has troubled the court for many years is not an existence that can be easily calculated by others, but the facts slapped him in the face.

The more Jiang Ziya thought about it, the more interesting he became, so he asked Yang Jian and Nezha to be called again.

"Prime Minister, what can I order?"

"You two, who is willing to send a letter to Prime Minister Bigan for the old man?" On Jiang Ziya's right hand, there was a reply letter.

Just as Yang Jian was about to speak, Nezha immediately raised his hand when he heard it: "Me! Prime Minister, Nezha is willing to go!"

"Prime Minister..." Yang Jian couldn't see what Nezha meant. There was a fire here, and he must have wanted to go back to fight with that surnamed Kong, but unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the prime minister shook his head at him, and then spoke to him. Nezha said, "So, very good."

Nezha accepted the letter, boarded Hot Wheels and left, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Prime Minister, this..." Yang Jian was still worried.

But Jiang Ziya shook his head: "Nezha is not as reckless as you imagined, so feel at ease."

Now that the prime minister said so, Yang Jian no longer worried, and went out to call Xiao Tiangou. It is rare that Nezha is not here, so he has to tell his colleagues the good news.

And at this moment in Lichuan City, someone Tan is making sugar.

That's right, in order to learn art from a teacher, Tan can be said to be doing everything he can.In this day and age, the sweetness basically comes from honey and fruit, and there is no sugar made from sugar on the market. Caramel is a rare thing, and ordinary people can't afford it.

After all, caramel, wine, and maltose are all fermented from grains, and they are not in equal proportions. If the big guys can eat enough, they are just rushing forward. No one has nothing to do with food.

"This can actually make sugar? Don't fool me!"

Tan Zhao laughed twice. Today, he tied his silver hair up high and wore short shorts. He looked very young. Kong Xuan saw him, but he couldn't remember that the other party was once a prime minister.

"This is all the wisdom of the working people. Immortal cultivators can move mountains and fill seas, but humans can do it," Tan Zhao said casually.

Kong Xuan didn't believe it: "The human race is just favored by heaven." Just like the two clans of lich and monsters back then, the same is true for the dragon and phoenix clans that are farther away.

The way of heaven is ruthless, and only by detaching from things can one achieve selfhood.

"Okay, then what kind of favor method can you talk about?"

Kong Xuan opened his mouth and said, "Who do you think lived in the land where the human race lives now? Do you know how to measure calamity?"

This is a new term, and Tan Zhao has never heard of it: "I haven't heard of it."

"At the beginning of the world, the power was chaotic, and the creatures began to multiply, and they were born..." Kong Xuan has the inheritance memory, the phoenix was born from Pangu, he can know more, so he wants to become a saint even more.

Measurable calamity is okay, but if it deteriorates into immeasurable calamity, the way of heaven will be overthrown and restarted. Only saints can avoid this disaster.

Tan Zhao listened, and gradually put down the things in his hands: "So the dragon and phoenix will be calamity, the lich will be calamity, the god conferring will be the third calamity, and after that it will be the world of the human race, so you think the way of heaven is biased towards the human race?"

"Is not it?"

It’s hard to say, he’s new here, and he doesn’t have a clear understanding of the world’s operating system, but he has always believed that the way of heaven or the way of the world is fair. It may be very cruel, but it is absolutely fair, just like he always crosses the line, the way of heaven will come down Tianlei, but the merits that should be given to him will not be withheld.

So he said with certainty: "No."

"what?"

"I think the way of heaven has never been biased."

Kong Xuan stood up suddenly: "You are a human race, of course..."

"No, do you know what is the biggest difference between humans and immortals?" Tan Zhao also stood up and said calmly.

Kong Xuan has never thought about this issue, or most immortals have never thought about this issue. The human race was created by Nuwa. Do immortals put people in their eyes?

"There are laws in the world, but only their Dao heart binds the immortals. Do you think that the distance between humans and immortals is too close?" Before that, King Zhou's two sons, Yin Hong, Yinjiao, Huang Tianhua from Huang's family, and even high-ranking court officials like Grand Masters all worshiped under the sect of Jiechan.

"It's like you, quasi-sage strength, you are a general in the world, aren't you bullying children?"

Kong Xuan: "... I don't make casual moves on weekdays, okay?" Hearing this, he has no confidence.

Chaotic and disorderly, even if Tan Zhao has not fully understood the world, he can guess that most capable people are very tempered. Everyone is a disciple of a saint and always feels that there is a teacher to support him, but Father Tiandao doesn't care who your teacher is.

Don't say that the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog. If you have the ability, you can do it. If you don't have the ability, the society is constantly moving forward. It is better to be flexible than to stick to it.

Compared with Tan Zhao, Kong Xuan thought of another level, or because of the way of heaven, Tan Zhao didn't say it out of his mouth, but Kong Xuan was not stupid when he said it, so he naturally thought of it.

He suddenly felt that the cold wind had chilled his head, because just now, he suddenly realized that the saints never gave up their "rule" over the world, and most of the people who have power in the world worship under the saints, not so much...

Kong Xuan didn't think about it any further, because he felt that if he went any further, he would shake the goal of the saint.

"You are terrible."

Tan Zhao touched his face, and instantly solidified the sugar in his hand with magic power, then broke off a piece and handed it over: "Come and taste, is it sweet?"

Kong Xuan suddenly regretted talking too much to this human race, but forget it, he said everything, he always believed in his intuition, although this person was scary, he was not a villain.

Well, it's so sweet.

"One more piece."

Nezha came here at this time. He stepped on the hot wheels, the most fashionable vehicle in the heavenly world, and came all the way with special effects. The skills are very clever.

"Hey, kid, why are you here again!"

Seeing that it was this bird again, Nezha immediately shouted loudly: "Young Master, you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want, I want you to take care of me!"

"Of course it's under my control. You go out and inquire. I, Kong Wenhua, am the deputy commander in chief in this city. You are still so arrogant in my territory. Your parents..."

"Don't mention my parents!" Nezha was hit by a thunderbolt, and his temper was instantly irritable. Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Tan Zhao hurriedly said, "The visitor is a guest, and the visitor is a guest. Do you eat sweets? Fresh Made it."

"Do not--"

Before the word was uttered, Kong Xuan stuffed a piece of candy. It was pure sweet. Someone Tan didn’t cook well, and he didn’t dare to adjust the sweetness. It’s the kind of very pure sweet candy. Children can’t eat more of that kind. .

"Hey, it's so sweet! Only children like candy!"

"Aren't you a child?" Kong Xuan even compared the heights of the two viciously. Well, the height difference is a bit hurtful.

"What? Want to fight?"

"Fight, fight, who is afraid of who!"

Tan Zhao packed up his things and ignored the two children. Anyway... the house was demolished and it wasn't his house. Let's go and see the cheap son. It's a pity that the boy is too young to eat candy.

In the end, Kong Xuan and Nezha fought again, but the relationship was out of the fight, at least after the fight, the aura was not so incompatible.

"Prime Minister Bigan, this is Mr. Jiang's letter."

Tan Zhao shook his head: "The old man is no longer the prime minister, oh yes, does your husband eat candy? Here, local products."

... What a special local product, Nezha is holding a bag of candy, smelling the sweet smell, restraining his urge to take a piece and taste it.

No, he is no longer a child!

Tan Zhao opened the letter and spent some time looking at the jerky oracle bone inscriptions. Thanks to his memory, otherwise he would be a purebred illiterate: "Wait a minute, the old man will write a reply."

After going back and forth, Tan Zhao became pen pals with Jiang Ziya, and the postman was still the third prince Nezha. In return, Tan Zhao sometimes gave Nezha some weird gifts.

Nezha looked very disgusted on the surface, but secretly made up a meson bag to hold these little things.

"This is your child, he's so small!" Nezha glanced at it and then commented.

Tan Zhao nodded: "It's just full moon, so I can't speak yet."

"It's a full moon and I still can't talk. My little master, I can run and walk as soon as I hit the ground!" Nezha boasted, shaking his arms so much that he wanted to be touched.

"..." You are strong.

One by one, one becomes a big Luo Jinxian when the shell is broken, and the other runs away after birth, so they can't be provoked.

"How can he sleep so well?"

Tan Zhao shook the cradle he made himself: "When he wakes up, why don't you ask him?"

Nezha curled his lips in distaste: "He can't speak, and speaking of it, where's that nasty arrogant stinky bird?"

"Chonghou Hu was defeated, and Beibohou was quite liked by King Zhou. Once he died, the Yin merchants would make some moves. Your husband must be very busy recently, right?" Tan Zhao also said frankly, not perfunctory.

In fact, after these letters, he could see that Jiang Ziya wanted to dig him to move bricks, heh, don't even think about it.

There is no joy in being a salted fish when moving bricks. The world is calamity, and a small shrimp like him will not just join in the fun.

"So that stinky bird is going to be sent to fight Xiqi? That's good, let him taste the power of my Nezha!"

"...It shouldn't be so fast." However, sooner or later.

Tan Zhao is not afraid that Nezha will be the first to know about Kong Xuan's existence and make a special policy to deal with the enemy, because... Kong Xuan is a proud and narcissistic bird, but the five-color light is really buggy. Unless the saint comes in person, there is no solution.

Well, he vaguely remembered that Kong Xuan was allowed to go to the west, right?I don't know whether it is voluntary or forced, if he is not so willing, he can help a little.

Although his military strength is not very good, he is kind and friendly, and he is a very reasonable person.

"Why are you smiling so provocatively all of a sudden?"

Tan Zhao touched his face: "Is there? You must have read it wrong."

Nezha: ...