Chapter 34 Chapter 34 [VIP]
The next morning, Ling Suye went to the noodle soup shop next to Zhuque Street again.
A thin, old man in coarse linen clothes sat at a small table at the back of the shop with his back to the shop.
When the shopkeeper saw Ling Suye, he immediately invited him to sit next to the old man and asked with a smile, "Noodle soup?"
Ling Suye nodded: "Yes, thank you, shopkeeper."
"Sir, please take a seat."
The old man was eating noodles in his bowl as if no one was around. The moment Ling Suye sat down, a tear as big as a bean suddenly fell from his face and landed in the bowl, creating ripples.
There are no windows in the noodle shop, so it is particularly dark here.
The old man's tears fell drop by drop, but no one noticed because of the bustling crowd of diners outside.
The old man finally stopped crying, choking back a sob, and asked softly, "Can you tell me what Yuanyuan's obsession is?"
——His daughter became a demon and even owned the demon domain.
The people from Du'e Division said that this was a rare obsession demon domain that could not be broken by ordinary violent demon-killing methods.
If you want to break it, you have to enter the demon realm and resolve the demon's obsession before you can escape.
Just like the demon realm that Ling Suye uncovered in the City God Temple, the young man's obsession was to find the murderer who killed his grandfather's two children.
Ling Suye's voice was equally low as he said, "Her obsession is also your obsession."
The old man's eyes were blank, his lips moving in a daze for a long time before he repeated Ling Suye's words: "Is it my obsession?"
"She died tragically in her own inn. It was only through a series of coincidences that she was able to transform into a demon. Her spiritual power was weak, and she was just an ordinary little demon. Because you kept coming to mourn, she saw that you looked much older in just a few days, and she suddenly developed an obsession in her heart - hoping to resolve your obsession." Ling Suye said.
When he said these words, the people in the restaurant had all left. The shopkeeper was washing the big pot at the door, as if he was about to close the shop.
The old man was silent for a while, then slowly spoke: "I see, I see. I have been repenting for seventeen years, and my daughter has been obsessed with it for seventeen years. Young man, I cannot repay your kindness. If there is anything I can do for you, please tell me."
Ling Suye immediately stood up and bowed deeply, "I want to join the Star Forging Division. I hope you can help me."
Seeing Ling Suye's seriousness, the old man, who was a minister, thought it was a huge problem, but unexpectedly...
unexpectedly?
"Just entering the Star Forging Division?"
Ling Suye said, "That's right."
"The Ministry of Revenue is responsible for the assessment of all officials, and officials from the Forging Star Division are no exception. The only thing I cannot interfere with is the Du'e Division. Now that you have spoken, leave your identity and name, and I will send you to the Forging Star Division right away." Qin Han said.
Ling Suye thanked him again: "Thank you very much, sir."
Qin Han was a little confused: "But... aren't you from the Du'e Division?"
Can I still enter the Star Forging Division?
His daughter Qin Shuyuan's demon domain has been spreading outside the capital for many years, and the Du'e Division has been helpless - breaking the demon domain requires the right time, place and people.
Later, in order to welcome the eldest princess back to the palace, Du'e Si planned to violently suppress Qin Shuyuan's demon domain and directly disperse it so that it would never exist in the human world again.
But because Qin Han held a high official position, and Qin Shuyuan was his only daughter - Qin Han's first wife died early, and after her death, Qin Han never remarried, so he only had Qin Shuyuan as his daughter.
Du'e Si planned to kill Qin Shuyuan to pieces, or he planned to inform Qin Han.
Of course, this is just a notification, not a negotiation.
Qin Han was so anxious that his hair turned white overnight. He didn't know how many times he had looked for saints and how many relationships he had used. Finally, he reached a settlement with the Du'e Division - they would use this demon domain as an assessment item for this year. If a young demon catcher could resolve it, it would be the best; if he couldn't, the Du'e Division would use thunder-like means to beat Qin Shuyuan to death.
It can be said that was Qin Han’s last hope.
Later, his daughter's demonic domain was indeed resolved. That night, he saw his daughter in his dream. She was still the same as she was more than ten years ago, a lively and lovely little girl.
His daughter told him that the murderer had been caught and would be executed in the autumn, and she hoped that her father would let go of everything and start a new life.
Since then, Qin Han has never dealt with Du'e Si again.
No matter how much he asked around, he still didn't know the name of the young demon catcher who had resolved the demon realm.
Ling Suye laughed and said, "I didn't enter the Du'e Division back then. It was just a matter of fate and coincidence."
Qin Han was stunned. The Five Emperors' Coins hidden in his inner pocket were slowly getting hot, as if his daughter was scolding him for asking so many details, as this was not an interrogation of a criminal.
Qin Han said quickly, "Okay, I absolutely won't reveal a single word to anyone. Just leave me your address and I'll go back and wait for the announcement from the Star Forging Division."
"Thank you, sir."
Ling Suye was not worried about Qin Han's close scrutiny.
Not to mention that Qin Shuyuan's affairs in the demon realm had long been over, the strict rules and laws of the Du'e Division alone eliminated Qin Han's curiosity.
What's more, he trusts Qin Han quite a bit.
The fact that this old man remained faithful to his wife who died young and stayed with his daughter who turned into a demon for nearly twenty years shows that he is a very upright person.
Such a person would never do such a thing as betrayal.
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Three days later, at noon, Ling Suye had just gotten up and cooked some porridge for himself.
Then I heard the sound of horse hooves mixed with the sound of gongs and drums coming from outside.
As we got closer, the bustling shouts of the onlookers became clearer.
"Forging Star Division!"
"Hey, that's where the big shots go. Let's follow them and see for ourselves."
"Isn't this where the seventh/eighth rank Wenquxing masters live? Could it be that smoke is rising from one of the master's ancestral tombs again, and another master of the Forging Star Division has emerged?"
Only the common people of the inner city and the upper capital dared to call him "Seventh/Eighth Rank Wenquxing Master".
It seems to be flattery, but in fact it means that being such a small official under the emperor's feet is a hidden attitude of deep contempt.
After Ling Suye had cleared away the dishes, he heard knocks on the door and congratulations coming from outside the courtyard wall.
"Congratulations, Master Ling, and congratulations on entering the Star Forging Division!"
The people all started to jeer, "Master Ling, please come out quickly!"
"We also want to see what the master who can enter the Star Forging Division looks like."
"Master Ling? Why haven't I heard of such a person among the civil servants?"
"I heard footsteps."
"Here I come."
"Everyone, get out of the way."
The door was opened from the inside.
A tall and handsome boy appeared behind the door.
This time, Ling Suye did not let his hair down, but instead tied it all up on top of his head and secured it with a hairpin.
A thin jade mirror rests on the bridge of his nose, and a delicate gilded chain dangles gently beside his ear. The shadows from the eaves cast a shadow over his face, covering his eyebrows and eyes, adding a touch of mystery.
"Wow--"
Before the crowd could start to roar, the yamen runner in charge of delivering the good news shouted at the top of his lungs, "Congratulations to Master Ling Wuming for entering the Star Forging Division—"
He handed a piece of silk to Ling Suye with both hands and said, "Please bring your identity certificate and this silk to the outside of Xuanwu Gate within ten days. The Star Forging Division is located here. If you don't go within ten days, you will forfeit your place."
Ling Suye took it, a faint smile on his lips: "Thank you, sir."
As he said this, he handed him a purse.
The yamen runner pinched it inconspicuously, and it was all silver, and very heavy - Master Ling was so generous!
Before, when people heard about delivering newspapers in Wenqu Lane, they thought that the civil servants here were poor and could not make any money. If they asked for money, they might even be scolded and criticized. Therefore, no one wanted to come.
He had to come because he had the least experience.
The yamen runner smiled widely and said, "I wish Master Ling a bright future and may all his wishes come true!"
He took the lead, and other people also shouted: "I wish Master Ling a bright future and may all his dreams come true!"
For a moment, the cold wind in the dead of winter brought a bit of liveliness.
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While waiting for the crowd to die down and preparing to close the door, Ling Suye suddenly heard footsteps coming from the yard next door.
He turned his head and saw a head sticking out from the door next door. It was a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. When Ling Suye looked over, he quickly ran away.
The nurse behind him was shouting, "Young Master, run slower, slower, be careful not to fall."
The young man ran to the backyard and said to his eldest brother who was writing a policy paper and his second sister who was sitting on the swing, "That's right, the person recruited by the Star Forging Division is the poor family who just moved in next door—"
The girl on the swing looked to be in her teens, her face radiating a quiet demeanor. "Don't follow your father's lead and call him a pauper. He lives next door to us. If he's a pauper, aren't we too?"
The young man writing the policy essay was older. Without even looking up, he said, "Your sister is right. We can't assume someone is poor just because they have no servants and wear thin clothes in winter. Look, did you hear the shout of the yamen runner who just announced the good news? He shouted so loudly, so he must have received a reward of at least ten taels of silver. So, our neighbor must be quite wealthy."
The young boy frowned and said in distress, "I know, I know. You've told me this countless times, but I just call him Dad for the sake of convenience. Besides, Dad always told us how difficult it was for him to go to Beijing to take the imperial examination. He didn't even have a servant by his side, and he had to take the Spring Examination in the middle of winter. I don't mean to discriminate against him."
The eldest brother and the second sister looked at him and said in unison: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that the older brother next door is so handsome. He even has this amazing thing on his nose, but it doesn't detract from his elegance at all."
The eldest brother and the second sister looked at each other and sighed together.
My younger brother is already twelve years old, why does he still only look at people's faces?
Ling Suye knew nothing about the conversation here. When he turned around and closed the door, he felt that the aura of the young man just now was a little familiar.
He thought to himself that he had only moved in five days and had never seen this young man during that time.
The last time he came to the capital was three years ago. The boy was even younger then, and they probably had never met each other.
Ling Suye decided not to think about it. After returning to his room, he unfolded the silk cloth, on which was written his name, date of birth, and all the precautions for entering the Star Forging Division.
Not to mention who the Star Forging Division is, just this piece of silk, mixed with silk from the Snow Region, can block blood perception.
He had seen on Master Wen's bookshelf that some magical instruments could transmit messages, but this communication was two-way. When you sent a message to others, other people would also sense your presence.
Therefore, a craftsman once visited famous mountains and rivers and found snow-covered silk. As long as he used it to wrap the communication tool, he could cut off other people's perception.
When I really want to sleep, someone will give me a pillow.
Ling Suye thought, he was worried that the two "Dai" tokens could not be preserved for a long time.
Isn’t there ready-made silk that can isolate perception?
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