"It wasn't really the County Magistrate who picked him, it was Miss An who fell in love with Mr. Bai herself.
The county magistrate's heart is full of the people. I heard from relatives that he is so busy with official business every day that he often forgets to eat and goes to bed very late every day.
"I've been so anxious about the drought lately that I've had blisters on the corners of my mouth. The doctor from Ping'an Hall keeps coming to see me. If you hadn't gone to ask the master at Pudu Temple to pray for rain, we would have died of thirst."
Even the aunt sympathized with the county magistrate and looked worried.
How could this be so illogical? Feng Ling felt it was strange and decided to go to the government office and take a look when she had time.
After chatting with the aunt selling cakes for a while, Feng Ling distributed some cakes to the people around him, paid the money, and went to look for other delicacies. By the way, he asked about the county magistrate in a roundabout way.
The results were that the county magistrate of Xingcheng County was a rare good official, and the county magistrate's daughter was a good girl with both talent and beauty, a noble and beautiful lady.
The father and daughter have a tall and seamless image, and everyone who knows about them speaks well of them.
If Feng Ling had not already witnessed Miss An's vicious methods, she would have believed these illusions.
The strangest thing is that the huge An family actually only has a father and a daughter. The An family has had only sons for generations, and in this generation there is only one daughter, Miss An.
Lord An was busy with official business all year round and only had one wife. The couple loved each other deeply. After Mrs. An died, he never remarried, and he did not have any concubines or wives. He was very chaste.
But in Feng Ling's opinion, this is even more weird. Could it be that Lord An is gynophobic?
This is ancient times, and every man has three wives and four concubines. In any case, Feng Ling doesn't believe that Huo Jinxing will be loyal to her forever and stay with her alone for the rest of his life.
At that time, if you are ruthless, I will give up. The world is so big, there is no place where we cannot be free.
"Under what circumstances would a family have so few members?" Feng Ling habitually asked Sheng Ling this kind of question.
"There are few people, so of course it's to keep the secret." With Sheng Ling's extensive knowledge, it responded without thinking.
"You're right. The An family must have some secrets. I just don't know if it's related to Kuiba."
"Feng Ling, haven't you noticed? The aura in the city is very contradictory. The aura of sin and the golden light of merit are constantly colliding and tug-of-war, hovering on the brink of collapse. The situation is very bad. If both sides lose their momentum, it will be like an atomic bomb explosion, and this area will be devastated."
The Holy Bell is a very sensitive detector. The Wind Spirit's sensitivity will decrease due to lack of spiritual power, but the Holy Bell will recover its function as soon as it wakes up.
"What?! Is the situation so urgent? I only see a mixture of black and red in the air, and no golden light." Feng Ling was anxious. She was still too weak and her spiritual power was not enough. She must practice well.
"Red is the contaminated merit. Let's find the source quickly and solve it." Sheng Ling's tone was unusually serious, and it was obvious that this was not a joke.
"What's wrong?" Huo Jinxing couldn't help but become concerned when he saw that Feng Ling's face looked strange.
"The situation is not good. The sin and merit energies of this land are in a tug-of-war, on the brink of collapse. If one side fails, a massive explosion will occur, razing everything to the ground and destroying all living things."
"Is it that serious? Don't worry, let's go to the inn and rest first and then think of a solution." How could a woman be asked to handle such a thing? Are those who receive salaries just eating for free?
"Go and call the Imperial Master and the Regent." Huo Jinxing ordered the secret guards and took Feng Ling's hand to get on the carriage.
Yes, the drought in Xingcheng County was somewhat strange, and the people were suffering. The county magistrate reported it to the court early, and the regent sent the imperial teacher to the local area and also came to join in the fun.
Feng Ling thought about it and it made sense. The affairs of the world belong to everyone in the world, and her power alone is limited. There are many talented people in the world, and she is just a small practitioner among them.
It would be nice to be able to follow the big guy and pick up some merits. "What kind of person is the National Master? Is he very powerful?" Feng Ling values her colleagues very much. She wants to know her own level in this world.
It is certainly not easy to be a national teacher. You have to use the national teacher as a benchmark to measure yourself, know your own weight, and thus find out your own shortcomings and deficiencies. Later on, you can slowly work hard and improve yourself, and strive to occupy a place in this world.
"He's pretty good at fortune-telling and astronomical phenomena." He didn't know about catching ghosts and monsters because Huo Jinxing had never seen one. Their most common communication in the past was about Huo Jinxing's health and state affairs and astrology.
However, we can only predict some things about the future. Some things can be avoided, but some facts cannot be changed, such as natural disasters, which ultimately have to be relieved by human efforts.
Unlike the Wind Spirit, she can resist natural disasters and even open the Ghost Gate...
"You'll know when you see the person. Otherwise, you can ask Wu Gong, he is his senior brother." Huo Jinxing leaned lazily against the carriage, looking uninterested in others.
But Feng Ling was shocked, "Ah! What? The national master is a monk? Don't monks not care about worldly affairs?" The world is different, and the Buddhist rules have also changed?
Sheng Ling also didn't want to believe it. How could the Imperial Master be a monk? Could he be an old monk? This completely shattered its fantasy about the Imperial Master.
He could not help but shout, "Impossible, the Imperial Master must be a young and handsome man who knows everything about astronomy and geography, knows the mysteries of the universe, understands yin and yang, knows formation diagrams, knows astrology and divination, has great magical powers, and is a true god on earth.
At least your partner has to be like this, right Feng Ling? "This is Sheng Ling's beautiful definition of the national master, and this is even more true of the national masters in ancient times.
"It's hard to say. The Imperial Master will also grow old. Unless he becomes an immortal, he will definitely not be the Imperial Master in the human world.
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