"Ascension?" Gu Feirui repeated in a low voice, "Ascension to where?"

Gu Lingze said seriously: "Of course, fly to the sky and become a god."

“Are there really gods?”

"Of course."

"Then will you ascend to become a god?"

“Not necessarily.”

“…”

When Huo Jingwu opened his eyes again, he felt pain all over his body, as if he was being crushed by a millstone. He grimaced in pain.

"Awake?" Gu Lingze stood up from the chair and walked over.

Huo Jingwu's eyes flashed with vigilance, "Who are you?"

Gu Lingze smiled and said, "I will teach you a lesson." Then he raised his right hand and stretched it in front of him.

Huo Jingwu wanted to stop him, but as soon as he tried to raise his arm, he felt a piercing pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Oh, forget about that. My father dislocated your arm before." Gu Lingze held his wrist, pushed it down and then pushed it up. With a click, he put his arm back in place.

Before Huo Jingwu could recover from the shock, Gu Lingze tapped his forehead with his middle finger, and all the things that had happened in the past few days flashed through his mind.

“What am I…?”

Gu Lingze looked at him, "Do you know why Rakshasa chose to attach herself to you among so many people that night?"

"Because you have the most anger in your heart. The more anger you have accumulated, the more you will attract this kind of thing."

Huo Jingwu looked a little depressed. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Is Deputy Commander Zhao seriously injured?"

"When you can get out of bed, ask him yourself." Gu Lingze said this and walked out.

Early in the morning, many people were discussing what happened in the south of the city last night.

"Hey, did you hear the thunder last night? This is the first time I've heard thunder in winter."

"How could I not hear it when the noise was so loud? It scared me awake."

"I heard from my mother that thunder in winter is caused by God..."

Gu Lingze and the other two were busy all night and returned home to rest when it was almost dawn.

After getting up at noon, Gu Lingze went to Zhao Chengmo's room first.

When he went in, the other person was reading "Bubeishi" with his clothes on.

"You're here." Zhao Chengmo smiled as he saw him.

Gu Lingze nodded, lifted his clothes and looked at the wound on his arm.

"It's much better. It doesn't hurt much now." Zhao Chengmo said.

Gu Lingze didn't ask him about his first injury. Men always have things they want to face alone, and no matter how close they are, they have to give each other space.

Gu Lingze took off his shoes and got on the bed, leaning against him. He also took out a military history to read. The two of them spent a leisurely and warm afternoon like this.

The next day was the day when the little emperor's grandson celebrated his full moon. Although the emperor did not invite all the officials to a banquet, he did allow several close ministers to bring their families to the palace for the banquet.

After Gu Lingze met the emperor, he reported the whole outcome of the incident to him.

In fact, it is indirectly a good thing that Rakshasa was discovered at this time. If another half a year or a year passes, the power of Rakshasa will increase exponentially, and it will be really troublesome at that time.

Cheng Jiao would not plant this bomb for no reason. There must be some conspiracy. But now that he has been eradicated by Gu Lingze, I wonder how angry he will be.

At the banquet, Qi Jun came out with his eldest grandson in his arms, took a walk around, accepted everyone's blessings, and then asked the wet nurse to carry him back to the bedroom.

Gu Lingze went to the back alone and asked a palace servant to go in and pass the message. After a while, he was invited in.

"Daojun." Li Jin called softly.

Gu Lingze glanced at the baby sleeping in the cradle and nodded to her.

Li Jin asked the wet nurse and the palace maids to go out first, and the two of them stayed alone in the palace.

Gu Lingze looked at the face of the little grandson. He had sparse eyebrows, a full and high forehead, and a wide brow. It was a pity that he was asleep and his eyes could not be seen. However, based on the above points alone, it could be seen that he was a blessed child.

"The little emperor's grandson has a good appearance."

When Li Jin heard what Gu Lingze said, he immediately smiled. What Daojun said must be right.

"How is your recovery?"

Li Jin smiled and nodded, then lowered his voice and said, "It feels really good to be a human. I don't have to worry about others finding out that I'm a carp spirit."

Gu Lingze actually admired Li Jin's character. No matter what her identity was, she was always cheerful and lively, and this optimistic mood could also bring joy to the people around her.

Gu Lingze took out a giant clam bead string and handed it to Li Jin, "This is my gift to the child. I hope he grows up safely."

If Li Jin was still a fairy now, she would be able to see the faint lightning on the giant clam bead. But even if she couldn't see it now, she took it with a smile, gently took the little grandson's hand and nodded, saying: "Yan Jing thanks Daojun."

Half a month after the emperor's grandson's full-month banquet, Gu Lingze also gave the same pearl string to little Xie Yujin at the full-month banquet held by the Xie family.

What Gu Lingze didn't expect was that at the full moon banquet at the Taifu Mansion, the Emperor and the Queen also sent people to deliver valuable gifts.

He was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he understood the reason.

The emperor respects my grandfather, so sending him a gift on this important day can be considered a favor.

What has been the most discussed topic among people in Beijing over the past month? It is Heyi Tower.

The food there is not only delicious but also novel. Meals are served at fixed times at noon and in the afternoon, and guests can also listen to a book. This format is refreshing for everyone.

Especially the private rooms upstairs, which are now used as a symbol of status among princes and nobles, so the boxes on the third floor are even more curious.

But all other discussions cannot compare to the wine sold in Heyi Tower. No matter it is the ordinary Qingquan wine, the sharp aroma of Hantan wine, or the Tusu wine that can cure diseases and improve health, people are flocking to it.

However, Heyilou only sells five kilograms of each type of wine every day, and each person can buy at most three ounces. Once they are sold out, they are gone.

Many people say that the owner of Heyilou would be stupid not to make money, but they don’t know that Gu Lingze’s hunger marketing has greatly increased the value of the wine.

Nowadays, if any family in the capital city holds a banquet and serves wine from Heyi Tower, it would be a matter of great honor.

The men from both the Xie and Gu families have been very busy these days. Ever since Xie Xiru compiled the ten-thousand-word national policy essay and submitted it to him, Qi Yuanjing would discuss it with him in the study after the morning court session every day. Sometimes, they would not return home until the moon was at its highest point in the sky.

But Xie Xiru not only did not feel tired, but was full of energy and vitality every day. Xie Xiru attributed this to the spiritual milk, but Gu Lingze knew that it was the power of the spirit.

Gu Xiuyi, Gu Feirui and Su Xuancheng get together every day to study various weapons. Sometimes they come up with ideas that even Gu Lingze is amazed.