Chapter 92
Seeing that Zhou Songyun and General Lin were both lost in thought, a smile flashed across Xie Xuanqing's eyes. After turning around and seeing the glass of juice in Rong Jing's hand, he reached out his hand and gently clinked his glass with Rong Jing's.
There was a soft "ding" sound.
Zhou Songyun raised his head and saw that Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing were standing together at some point.
Rong Jing lowered his eyes and stared at Xie Xuan's action of clinking glasses for a few seconds, and finally took a sip of the juice.
His skin was pale, and his lips were also light pink. When he sipped the transparent glass, his already pale lips lost even more color, appearing somewhat fragile and cold.
Zhou Songyun took a look and then looked away. He sorted out his thoughts a little and focused on the plan that Rong Jing had proposed earlier.
"There hasn't been any new metaphysical sect in China in the past few decades, so I don't know what the specific process is for establishing a sect."
Zhou Songyun did not hide it from Rong Jing, and only said, "But I will report your request to Master Rong Tianshi. If there is any news, I will inform you as soon as possible."
General Lin also came back to his senses at the same time.
Although most of his influence is in the military, at the national level, a general who holds real military and political power actually has no less say than Minister Wei Yixing.
He listened to Zhou Songyun's reply and did not refute it. He just nodded and said, "I will try my best to discuss it with the higher-ups after I go back."
"Of course..." General Lin smiled, "If the higher-ups really have the intention, after Master Rong Tian establishes the sect, I might have to ask you to give me some face and let me get a few people in."
He stated his purpose so directly that it did not cause any offence.
Rong Jing nodded calmly, agreeing: "If you have the talent, it's not a bad idea."
Not just anyone can practice magic; one must have a certain level of talent.
Although General Lin wanted to train a group of national talents who had both military qualities and were proficient in magic, if they did not have the talent, forcing them in would only allow him to watch others stare blankly.
General Lin naturally knew all this, and at this moment he did not have any thoughts about Rong Jing's reminder. He just nodded with a smile.
As long as he is determined to select, he doesn't believe that the entire army cannot find a few talented seedlings!
Putting aside the plan in his heart for the moment, General Lin held the wine glass and looked at Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing standing together. His expression moved, and no one knew what he thought of. He suddenly said: "Speaking of which, Master Rong Tian and Patriarch Xie seem to have a very good relationship."
It is no exaggeration to say that the current situation of the Xie Group is thriving. Any project under it can be designed and maintained as the most important project in other companies, but in Xie Xuanqing's mouth, it can be taken out at will and given to Rong Jing as a place to establish a sect.
Although once the establishment of the sect is initiated, it is likely that the country will provide investment and cooperation.
But as he said this in the current situation where everything is unclear, General Lin has reason to speculate that once the country really raises any objections, Xie Xuanqing might directly activate the Xie family's connections and change the country's mind.
...He can do it.
General Lin looked at the intimacy between Xie Xuanqing and Rong Jing, which was far closer than that of others, and his eyes moved slightly.
If the relationship between the two is really as he thought, then when making suggestions to the higher-ups, the factor of the Xie Group should also be taken into account.
"Mr. Rong helped me solve the problem on the Xibei River Bridge. I am so grateful to him. I have no way to repay him. I can only serve him and please him."
The tentative meaning in General Lin's words was not obvious, but it was not obscure either. Xie Xuan raised the champagne in his hand and replied with a smile.
At first glance, his words sounded as if he was just trying to repay a favor, but everyone present knew the background of the Xie Group and the methods of Xie Xuanqing. Such a sincere and continuous way of repaying...
Why don’t you, Xie Xuanqing, treat others like this?
What's more, when these words "to please Mr. Rong" came out of his own mouth, they were really... too ambiguous.
General Lin felt speechless at the moment, but he also confirmed his guess.
Rong Jing's reaction was even more straightforward. He didn't care about the probing tone in General Lin's words. After he felt it, he didn't try to hide it. He just nodded lightly and said "hmm".
General Lin smiled, and his respect for Rong Jing deepened.
After changing the topic for a few more words, Mrs. Wen came over with Wen Shize.
She was born gentle and her son Wen Shize also looked like her, elegant and gentle.
After Rong Jing exchanged his fate that day, he went straight to deal with the fate of the next victim. Wen Shize only had time to remember the tall and slender figure and the extremely dazzling silver hair that appeared when the other person turned around.
Now that he actually saw Rong Jing in person, his gaze lingered on the other's extremely handsome face for a moment, and then he bent down very respectfully and sincerely.
He said firmly, "Master Rong Tian saved my life. You will be a guest of honor in our Wen family in the future. If there is anything that requires our Wen family's help, Master Rong Tian can tell me. My mother and I will definitely find a way to do it for you."
The Wen family is an extremely powerful family in Southern Province. Although the Wen family has been targeted by other families due to Wen Shize's health in recent years, and their companies have declined a lot, Mrs. Wen has her own means, and the overall foundation of the Wen family has not been affected.
At this time, Wen Shize's body recovered again, and the Wen family naturally changed their previous defensive posture and regained their vitality.
As the real person in charge of the Wen family, Wen Shize made such a promise in front of everyone at this time, so it was impossible for him to go back on his word. But his actions were tantamount to sacrificing the entire Wen family.
But Mrs. Wen watched from the side without saying much.
Yes, she had made such a promise long before Wen Shize woke up, so why would she care about it now?
Rong Jing's expression was equally indifferent. He accepted Wen Shize's gift calmly, but said something that was no different from before.
"It is enough for Mr. Wen to thank me and continue to do more good deeds in the future."
Wen Shize was stunned.
Then he stood up, nodded, and said, "...I understand."
Several other victims also came to express their gratitude to Rong Jing.
Some of them are in a similar situation to Lin Yihong and others, while others are in a slightly better situation.
But after losing the destiny, the feeling of the soul being lost and life being in chaos is the same.
Every day I watched myself go from lucid to confused, and watched my family suffer because of this... Whenever people think of those days, they feel a chill in their hearts.
What is even more unacceptable is that their souls gradually collapse because of the loss of their destiny, while the so-called "friends" who stole their destiny can rise step by step with things that do not belong to them. The disgusting feeling caused by this fact even outweighs the pain of losing their own destiny, which is infuriating.
Fortunately, when those people were at large, Rong Jing not only eliminated the support behind them, but also took back all the things they stole -
The cries of pain from those officials that day were as if their souls were torn apart. Even though they had never seen their tragic condition with their own eyes, Guo Junjie and others felt relieved when they heard their families recount the scenes.
As for Rong Jing, the great benefactor who not only restored their fate but also gave them some relief, Guo Junjie and others naturally felt indescribable closeness and respect for him.
A group of people gathered around Rong Jing in twos and threes, while Xie Xuanqing and Zhou Songyun who were standing nearby were squeezed out.
It can't be said that he was squeezed out. Xie Xuanqing just saw that Zhou Songyun seemed to have something to say to him. Although he had guessed it a little, he still followed the other party's wishes and walked out.
"Is Patriarch Xie... together with Master Rong Tian?" As expected, after leaving the place where the crowd was heading, Zhou Songyun asked.
Xie Xuanqing shook the champagne in his hand with a stern expression. Instead of continuing to answer him in an ambiguous way, he said "hmm" calmly.
When Zhou Songyun heard his answer, he didn't know what he was thinking.
If it was said that he had any special feelings for Rong Jing, it didn't seem to be the case.
But now that he knew that the other party was really with Xie Xuanqing, Zhou Songyun still sighed: "Master Rong Tian is a good person, Master Xie, you should cherish him."
The special department is directly under the Ministry of State Security. Although its power is not huge, it is not small. As one of the real leaders of the special department, Zhou Songyun's voice is not as simple as he usually shows.
In addition, most of the Heavenly Masters in the Special Department have received favors from Rong Jing. If Xie Xuanqing does anything bad to Rong Jing in the future... the Special Department will not let it go easily.
There might be a hint of threat in his words, but Xie Xuanqing did not take it as an offense, but he still felt a little unhappy in his heart.
Zhou Songyun had no idea what Rong Jing meant to him, Xie Xuanqing——
Rong Jing is the moon in the sky and the snow on the mountain. She is the beautiful jade treasure that he has been chasing for two lifetimes and finally holds in his arms. How could he not cherish her?
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Xie Xuanqing revealed a somewhat cold smile: "Captain Zhou, don't worry about what's going on between me and the gentleman."
As he spoke, he added with a fake smile, "By the way, I heard that Captain Zhou's family is arranging a blind date for you recently? When Captain Zhou holds his wedding, my husband and I will definitely send him a gift."
Xie Xuanqing was in charge of the entire Xie family. Being in such a position, he was naturally well-informed. The Zhou family in Beijing was preparing to host a blind date for the grandson who worked in the government, and Yue Feng naturally reported it.
Zhou Songyun, who was caught off guard and outwitted, said: "..."
After taking a look at Zhou Songyun who seemed to be choked, Xie Xuanqing finally felt a little better.
But speaking of weddings...
Xie Xuanqing's expression changed slightly, and he looked up at Rong Jing, who was standing in the center of the crowd. He was actually a little impatient, but still maintained a calm expression to deal with everyone's enthusiasm.
As if noticing his gaze, Rong Jing, holding the juice, suddenly raised his eyes and looked over here.
The amber eyes looked as bright as gems from a distance, with a cool yet warm light.
Xie Xuanqing looked at him, and then slowly, slowly revealed an unconscious, extremely gentle smile.
Zhou Songyun was standing next to him and saw almost the entire scene.
He glanced at the unconscious smile on Xie Xuanqing's face for a long time, then he lowered his head and smiled, taking a sip of champagne.
Perhaps what he said before was really redundant.
Just look at the care that Xie Xuanqing showed towards Rong Jing… Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to say that Xie Xuanqing was no less caring than anyone else.
Rong Jing stood among the crowd, and the kindness shown by everyone almost overwhelmed him.
Although there is nothing wrong with this, Mr. Rong is naturally aloof and cold, and he feels a little at a loss when faced with the extremely enthusiastic kindness expressed by others.
At this moment, he subconsciously looked up for Xie Xuanqing's figure. The other party was standing not far from the crowd. He was wearing a casual suit that was straight and elegant, outlining his tall and perfect figure.
As if catching his gaze, a very gentle smile suddenly broke out on the cold face that he was very familiar with.
Rong Jing couldn't quite understand the emotions revealed in the other person's deep eyes, but he and Xie Xuan looked at each other quietly, and his heart felt like being tickled by something, and he felt a slight itch.
It feels somewhat similar to the feeling in last night’s dream, but softer...why?
Master Rong fell into deep thought.
Rong Jing drank most of the juice in his hand unconsciously. He lowered his head and was about to take another sip, but he saw that the glass was empty without him knowing when.
Wen Shize, who was standing by, watched his actions and was about to turn around to get him another glass of juice when an extremely tall and straight figure suddenly came over and walked past him towards where Rong Jing was.
Wen Shize subconsciously looked up and saw Xie Xuanqing holding a glass of freshly poured juice in his hand. He gently and naturally exchanged the empty glass in Rong Jing's hand.
"Ah..." Although there was nothing wrong with this scene, Wen Shize always felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little too intimate.
Madam Wen stood beside him. Seeing her son staring at Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, she could guess what he was thinking. She shook her head secretly and said, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to discuss a business with Patriarch Xie in detail? Go and ask him after the banquet is over."
After Wen Shize's fate was restored, Mrs. Wen slowly transferred the power back to Wen Shize.
But she has been in charge of the Wen family for so many years and has a better understanding of the Wen family's current business. This time, she and Wen Shize came here not only to express their gratitude to Rong Jing, but also to take this opportunity to establish a relationship with the Xie Group.
It is true that the Xie family’s headquarters is in Beijing, but it has a very deep foundation and is developing very rapidly in Yu Nan Province. If the Wen family can establish a relationship with them, they can really use this opportunity to wipe out their previous decline.
"However, when talking to Patriarch Xie, you must be careful about your attitude towards Master Rong Tian." Madam Wen thought for a moment and gave another reminder.
Wen Shize: “?”
Although he was a little confused, it was true that Rong Jing was his savior, so it was only natural for him to be nice to him!
Thinking of this, Wen Shize nodded seriously: "I know, Mom."
Mrs. Wen: No, you don’t know at all.
However, Patriarch Xie and Master Rong Tianshi did not seem to want to hide anything. If her son really went over to talk business with Patriarch Xie for a while, he would probably be able to see it.
Mrs. Wen thought about it and didn't say anything more.
With Xie Xuanqing coming back to help, Rong Jing felt a little relieved and stood aside silently with the juice.
As if noticing his action, Xie Xuanqing suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.
Master Rong met his gaze with an indifferent look in his eyes, as if he had done nothing.
Xie Xuanqing: "..."
With a helpless smile in his heart, Patriarch Xie still conscientiously shielded Master Rong from the excessive enthusiasm of the crowd.
The banquet finally ended. After Xie Xuanqing discussed the next cooperation matters with Wen Shize, he sent the other party upstairs and came up. He saw Rong Jing standing in front of the door of the room.
Hearing his footsteps, Rong Jing turned around.
He had just taken a shower, and his body was still slightly damp. His long silver-white hair was half-dried and hung down behind him, looking extremely dense and flexible.
Xie Xuan walked over lightly, lightly touched the long hair with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice: "Sir, why don't you blow dry it?"
"Waiting for you." Unexpectedly, Rong Jing answered.
Xie Xuanqing: "Hmm?"
His eyebrows moved slightly, and Xie Xuan lowered his eyes to look at Rong Jing.
His husband has always been a bit shy, and it's rare for him to take the initiative to say that he's waiting for him.
But that's not entirely true. The light kiss before going to bed last night seemed to have been taken by her husband.
Thinking of this, Xie Xuanqing's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his expression became more serious.
"I'm going back to Beijing in the next few days." Rong Jing said, "Are you going back?"
Xie Xuanqing's mental preparation was useless in an instant. He looked at Rong Jing's cold and solemn expression, and for a moment he was a little surprised: "Sir, you are really..."
Rong Jing: “?”
Seeing his attitude, Master Rong couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Frowning, Rong Jing still asked calmly: "...What's wrong with me?"
"Nothing." Patriarch Xie sighed in his heart, but he still maintained a gentle smile on his face, "I just want to say that if you don't blow dry your hair, you'll get a headache... Come over here and let me help you blow dry it?"
As soon as Xie Xuan finished speaking, Rong Jing's eyes moved, and he inexplicably recalled the dream he had last night.
Pursing his lips, Rong Jing was about to refuse, but Xie Xuanqing continued: "By the way, I also have some ideas about establishing a sect. Can I talk to you about it later?"
Rong Jing: “…Yeah.”
It's not that Rong Jing had been to Xie Xuanqing's room before, but compared to the previous two times, this time when Rong Jing entered Xie Xuanqing's room and looked at the traces left by the other party in the room, his mood seemed a little different.
The tips of his ears turned slightly red, but Master Rong showed no expression on his face. He sat down on the chair calmly, and heard Xie Xuanqing rummaging in the drawer and finding a hair dryer.
A soft "buzzing" sound occupied his hearing for an instant, a slightly warm breeze blew, and a slightly cool hand with a little moisture rubbed the back of his neck, grabbed a handful of silver hair, and blew it gently and carefully in the hand.
It seems to be a little close.
Rong Jing could feel Xie Xuanqing's body leaning not far behind him.
The faint scent of sandalwood blended with the smell of his own shower gel, which was strangely intimate.
Perhaps because of the nourishment of spiritual energy, Rong Jing's hair is of very good quality. When holding it in the hand, it feels slightly moist and smooth.
Xie Xuanqing carefully combed out the hair that was accidentally tangled with her fingers, then took the hair dryer and blew it at a very suitable temperature on the half-wet silver hair from a distance.
"Sir, why do you suddenly want to go back to Beijing?" After his hair was almost blown, Xie Xuan turned down the wind speed. When the sound faded, he spoke in a low voice, "Are you unhappy staying in Nan Province?"
Rong Jing was busy dealing with the Lan family's affairs before. Later, when he finally had some time to rest, he had to teach Master Yuankong some magic, and also deal with the affairs of Lin Yihong and others. He never stopped.
Fortunately, the special department had taken over all the matters in the past few days. Xie Xuanqing was just thinking about letting Rong Jing have a good rest for some time, but he didn't expect Rong Jing to ask to return to Beijing first.
Xie Xuanqing obviously had never blow-dried anyone's hair before, so his movements were very awkward. But he was careful enough, and when he combed out the tangled hair, his fingertips were also very careful. Rong Jing's ears felt a little hot from the warm wind, but his mind was inexplicably relaxed.
"...No." Rong Jing narrowed his eyes unconsciously, and his voice seemed to be softer when he answered Xie Xuanqing, "Xun Hao contacted me today, and the crew will have auditions next week."
Since you are already together, it is probably appropriate to inform your lover about your future whereabouts and career plans, right?
Rong Jing thought so, but he didn't hide anything from Xie Xuanqing.
Xie Xuan paused in blowing his hair and sighed softly, "Sir, aren't you feeling too tired?"
It was clear that he had just had some free time, and even an ordinary person would have taken the time to rest. However, Rong Jing seemed to have no such idea, whether in his previous life or this life.
No one knew how much he had planned in his previous life to change his destiny. Thinking about it now, Xie Xuanqing even doubted that if he had not taken him out to play from time to time, would Rong Jing really have been deducing destiny and magic in the room day and night without stopping?
...Not really.
As if he had guessed his thoughts, Rong Jing said silently: "It's just a trial for the play. It's not certain whether you will be selected."
Even if he is selected, it will take some time for the crew to prepare for filming, and he can still take a rest during that time.
Speaking of which, when he was busy dealing with the affairs of the Lan family in Southern Province, the obsession left by the original owner didn't seem to have caused any trouble.
Rong Jing tried to feel it a little bit, and that obsession was still floating in his consciousness, but compared to its previous struggle and activity, it seemed a little too quiet at this moment.
Is it because the previous drama “Who is the Third Person” was aired?
Nearly half a month has passed, and "Who is the Third Person" has already reached the climax.
During the time when Rong Jing was recovering from his injury, he also took some time to watch it a few times. The face that was very familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar to him appeared on the screen. Rong Jing recalled how he felt when he performed this scene at that time, and surprisingly he felt it was pretty good.
Although his acting skills are still a little lacking compared to Mu Yunzhou's, he has not been in the industry for too long after all, so this kind of performance... can probably be said to be acceptable, right?
As if agreeing with his idea, the obsession suddenly moved deep in his consciousness, as if it turned over, and slowly dissipated a little.
"Sir, you will definitely be selected." Just as Rong Jing was deep in thought, Master Xie, the number one fan of Master Rong, spoke with certainty.
If he doesn’t get selected... Xie Entertainment seems to have a few good scripts, and there must be one that his husband can choose.
Rong Jing: “…”
"So are you going back?" Actually, he would go back if he wanted to, and there was no need to ask Xie Xuanqing this question, but Rong Jing had read some books before, so after thinking about it, he still asked.
"...Of course." Xie Xuan replied lightly, "The business in Southern Province has been almost done. Yue Feng has been urging me to go back these days, so it's just right for me to go with you, sir."
Although Xie's business in Southern Province is developing very well, most of Xie's more important projects are still in Beijing.
Yue Feng had been asking Xie Xuanqing when he would return a few days ago, but Xie Xuanqing selfishly wanted to spend a few more days with Rong Jing, so he had been working through computer video.
At this time, Rong Jing first proposed to leave Southern Province and return to Beijing. After Xie Xuanqing felt regretful for a moment, he still changed the original arrangement.
"The project in the east of the city has just been completed. If you go back now, you can go with me to cut the ribbon."
Rong Jing has been in this era for more than a year, so he naturally knows what ribbon cutting is. His brows moved slightly, but Rong Jing did not refuse in the end. Instead, he said "hmm" lightly, which was considered as an agreement.
When Xie Xuanqing heard his answer, a smile flashed in his eyes.
Blow dried the hair ends.
Xie Xuan lightly combed his hair upwards, then parted the dense hair in the middle and moved the warm air outlet over.
"I had a few words with Captain Zhou today." Since he had said that he had some ideas about establishing a sect, Patriarch Xie certainly could not be lying to his husband. He thought about it and concealed part of the conversation between him and Zhou Songyun today, and only picked out the part about establishing a sect.
"Um?"
Rong Jing raised his head slightly when he heard that. The long hair in his hand was gently pulled as he moved. Xie Xuanqing stroked it lightly with his fingertips, and then said, "The country actually planned to establish a department to train celestial masters exclusively for the country. The establishment of the special department is based on this foundation."
However, the previous metaphysical inheritance has been broken too much, and there are very few Heavenly Masters who have achieved success in their practice without relying on aristocratic families and inherited sects. Until now, there are only a few dozen people like Heavenly Master Long.
And their path of cultivation is often not universal. Even if they are willing to teach the techniques they have learned, it is still very difficult to cultivate more outstanding heavenly masters.
As for the inherited Tianshi families and even sects in the country, some of them do have the intention to cooperate with the country, but they have been stuck in the old times for too long and are extremely reluctant to pass on their family's magic to outsiders.
However, some aristocratic families still maintain the concept of detachment from the world. They will not actively cooperate with the country, but they will still take action when encountering metaphysical events that endanger the people.
The most troublesome thing is that some aristocratic families are unwilling to cooperate with the country, and do not insist on maintaining their separation from the world. Instead, when they enter the world, they rely on their status to seize the right to speak.
It would be fine if their demands were reasonable, but relying on the country's weak power in metaphysics, they asked the country to give them certain decision-making power...
This is a big taboo.
Naturally, the country took action to fight back the other party's request at that time, but because of this incident, the country had some not-so-good impressions of the Tianshi Family and the Tianshi Sect. Rong Jing wanted to establish his own sect this time, but he was somewhat stepping on the country's nerves.
However, all his previous actions showed that he attached great importance to the people, and the country really needed a very powerful and well-trained person to represent the special department.
Xie Xuan lowered his eyes slightly, and lightly combed Rong Jing's hair with his fingertips: "So I guess that the country will probably agree to your establishment of a sect in the end, but a portion of the quota of disciples recruited by the sect will definitely be handed over to the country."
"Moreover, the country is currently lacking someone who can stand on the country's side and calm the metaphysical world. So I guess, if you want to establish a sect, the country will probably want you to participate in a special department."
The reason why it is said to be hope is that Xie Xuanqing is clear about the strength of his teacher, and although Zhou Songyun has not confirmed Rong Jing's true identity, after the incident in the Lan family's secret realm, he may have some guesses in his mind.
In addition, Xie is standing behind Rong Jing. With many factors combined, the country's attitude will definitely not be very tough. At most, it will play the victim to see if it can make her husband soften his heart.
After all, he was a person who had been an emperor. Xie Xuanqing summarized the information mentioned by Zhou Songyun in a few words today, and guessed the possible attitude and choice of the country.
Rong Jing listened to him quietly. After a while, he tilted his head, revealing half of his extremely delicate face: "So what do you mean?"
Xie Xuanqing changed his hair again and said, "If the number of disciples the country needs does not exceed one-fourth, and they are only to participate in special departments and not to be transferred under anyone, sir, you can consider agreeing."
One quarter is the number of places submitted on the surface. In reality, the country will definitely send more people over, and eventually it will reach one third. If one third of the places are given, then any more people would be too much.
Although his master's original intention of establishing the sect was only for Master Xia and others, Xie Xuanqing still hoped that the sect could grow under Rong Jing's protection and eventually become Rong Jing's support.
...It can be considered as a bit of his selfish motive.
Rong Jing was not completely ignorant of these things.
Back then, he was able to gain a foothold in the Xie family and ascend to the position of imperial teacher after Xie Chong ascended the throne. It was not just because of Xie Chong's favoritism, but also because of his own strength and insight into the situation.
So after Xie Xuanqing finished speaking, Rong Jing thought about it and agreed with his idea.
The head under his hands moved little by little like a kitten dozing off. Xie Xuanqing took the blow-dried hair in his hands, blew it with cold air, and then reluctantly let go of the bright silver hair.
"Sir, do you have any idea about the candidates for recruitment?"
After drying his hair, Rong Jing should leave. Just as he reached out to push back the hair that was poking his neck, Xie Xuanqing went to put the hair dryer back into the cabinet and suddenly asked.
No matter how high Rong Jing's cultivation was, his energy was limited. So at the beginning of establishing the sect, even if he wanted to, he could not recruit more than thirty disciples.
About twenty of them will be sent by the country and the military, and the remaining ten places need to be carefully studied.
As I said, the practice of metaphysics is not something that can be accomplished by just randomly picking someone up. If one wants to embark on this path, both talent and character are essential.
In the past, when their sect recruited disciples, they would count with their fingers and then go down the mountain to bring the children who were destined to be with them up, but now they have ten at a time...
Master Rong thought about it and decided that relying on divination was not an impossible option, but it still seemed like it would take some time.
Let’s set a range first.
"I remember you sponsored several welfare homes before?" Rong Jing suddenly asked.
Although their sect only recruited disciples based on fate, Rong Jing thought about it and realized that except for him, the other senior brothers and sisters in their sect seemed to be abandoned.
If we can find a few orphans with good personalities and talents, it seems feasible to recruit them as disciples.
Xie Xuanqing didn't expect that Rong Jing still took this matter to heart, but he thought about it along Rong Jing's line of thought and felt that this was a good idea.
Most of the children in those orphanages are fatherless and motherless. Rong Jing established a sect to provide them with shelter and teach them magic. When they grow up in the future, they will naturally attach great importance to the sect and Rong Jing.
By then, the sect and Rong Jing will be their support, and they will, in turn, become part of Rong Jing's foundation.
However, his calculations were not a good idea, so there was no need to tell his husband about it.
With a slight smile, Xie Xuan replied in a low voice: "Sir, I remember it well."
"Then just choose one from those kids."
As for the issues of character and temperament, Rong Jing is well versed in divination and physiognomy. Although these children have not grown up yet, he can still see some clues.
"I'll listen to you, sir." Xie Xuanqing had no objection.
Having said that, the general plan of establishing a sect has been completed.
Rong Jing glanced at the home clothes he was wearing, touched his hair belatedly, and stood up to leave.
Xie Xuanqing did not stop him, but just took a step closer after he stood up, with his eyebrows slightly lowered: "Sir, are you... going to throw it away after you use it?"
Rong Jing: “……?”
This always sounds a little strange.
Rong Jing frowned, then raised his eyes to look at Xie Xuanqing, staring at him quietly.
Xie Xuanqing felt a little guilty when he was looked at by him, but he was a man who had lived two lives after all, so he only felt guilty for a moment, and then he looked at Rong Jing very calmly. His dark eyes seemed to glow with a fragile light under the dim light.
When Rong Guoshi saw this, a trace of doubt flashed across his eyes. Finally, he thought about it and walked forward, hesitantly put his hand on Xie Xuanqing's arm, and hugged him.
"...Thank you?" Rong Jing said hesitantly.
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