Chapter 49 Face to face Qingyun's soul was taken away by the Black and White Impermanence. If a soul like this that has been contaminated by evil practices wants to get something out of it, some preparation is needed. But Jiang Lin didn't hold out much hope. For the mastermind behind the scenes, Qingyun is just a beautiful toy that he can play with whenever he wants. Jiang Lin didn't expect to get any information from Qingyun. It's just a matter of trying hard to get what you want. The focus now is on the information from Wang Daoren, the toad spirit. Taoist Wang, who would rather die than surrender, finally succumbed to the "tyranny" of the Seventh and Eighth Masters. After mentioning three names, or to be more precise, three identities, all his value was squeezed out. "Princess, Governor, Dragon King of West Lake..."

Jiang Lin chewed over these three names, thinking silently. This is an identity, but it is also a name. Because if it is limited to Hangzhou Prefecture, then there is only one prefect and one Dragon King of West Lake. The prefect was naturally the chief official of Hangzhou Prefecture, and was in charge of the frontier officials of the prefecture. Of course, the Dragon King of West Lake is the one Jiang Lin knows. The princess, however, had something to say. Hangzhou Prefecture is not only the richest prefecture in the south, but also the fief of the current emperor's younger brother, Prince Song. Of course, the so-called fiefdom is nothing more than a part of the taxes. To put it bluntly, this prince was treated like a parasite. It was just because he was the emperor's younger brother that he was granted a fiefdom in a wealthy place in the south. It is also the hinterland... To put it nicely, it is the hinterland; to put it bluntly, it is an undefensible place with no conditions for rebellion. And the prince’s daughter is naturally the princess. This is also the only one of the three identities that is not specific. Because Jiang Lin didn't know how many daughters King Song had. But that's not a big deal. "West Lake Dragon King..." Jiang Lin frowned. He had come into contact with the old Dragon King before. He was just an ordinary river god. His rank was not high, but he performed his duties diligently. He was a deity worshipped by the people around West Lake all year round. But that's all.

What does the old Dragon King have to do with this matter? Why did the name of the West Lake Dragon King appear in the mouth of Wang Daoren? Jiang Lin thought in his mind and temporarily put aside the matter about the Dragon King of West Lake. "Let's go ask first, how many daughters this Prince Song has." Jiang Lin needs to first determine the specific identities of these three people. The only person in doubt now is the princess. With this thought in mind, Jiang Lin left the quiet room and appeared in the lobby of Hongxiuzhao again. But this time, no one noticed Jiang Lin. Just a little trick of the latent shadow. This Hongxiuzhao is also a place where ghost fetuses are born, but sadly, Jiang Lin can't do anything about it. If a brothel woman becomes pregnant unexpectedly, the fetus must be aborted whether she wants to or not. And if this dead fetus can be sold for money, it would be a great thing. Ten taels of gold for a dead fetus. There is no better deal in the world. Jiang Lin smiled self-deprecatingly. In his eyes, a dead fetus is also a life. It is a chance for a soul to be reborn as a human being after accumulating countless blessings. But in the eyes of ordinary people, or in the eyes of most people, a dead fetus is just a pile of rotten meat. Jiang Lin suddenly understood why there was a clear boundary between practitioners and mortals. It’s nothing, just different values. If Jiang Lin told the girls in the brothel what he was doing now, they would only think that Jiang Lin was meddling in their affairs and might even blame him for cutting off their source of income. However, Jiang Lin didn't care. "Is this the mortal world?" Jiang Lin muttered to himself and left Hong Xiu Zhao. It was already night, and outside Hong Xiu Zhao were hung ambiguous pink lanterns. Inexpensive brothel girls stood at the door and in the attic, trying their best to seduce and attract customers. They don't expect those wealthy businessmen to be attracted to them, but they can get paid just for being a matchmaker. They will only be surprised when they meet those who are short of money but want a night of pleasure, because they are the only ones who choose such people. The men walked in arm in arm, looking for their prey and weighing their wallets. Jiang Lin went against the flow of people, turned his back to the den of brothel, and walked away slowly and indulged himself. Step by step, he walked into the darkness and became one with it. Jiang Lin walked along the street casually. Soon, Jiang Lin arrived in front of a huge mansion. This mansion is located in the center of Hangzhou Prefecture, which is undoubtedly a fertile land. Here, every inch of land is worth an inch of silver. This is not just a metaphor but a reality.

This mansion is the residence of the current emperor's younger brother, Prince Song, who was granted the title of King of Hangzhou. Jiang Lin looked at Prince Song's Mansion, turned around, and walked towards a night stall not far away. The people of Hangzhou all knew that King Song was kind and did not mind people setting up stalls and doing business around his mansion. He would occasionally go out of the mansion himself to buy some small items and eat some local snacks. "A bowl of flatbread." Jiang Lin sat at the table and greeted the boss. "Come on!" The boss quickly brought the dishes and chopsticks, glanced at Jiang Lin, was suddenly stunned, and then a strange smile appeared on his face. "Little brother, this is the first time I see you dressed like this." Ok? Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Boss, what do you mean? What's wrong with my dress?" "Eh!" The boss gave a thumbs up, winked, and said with a smile: "Not bad, this posture really looks like a Taoist priest!" Now, Jiang Lin was really confused. What does it mean to really look like a Taoist priest? Could it be that people here like to dress up as Taoist priests? "Little brother, we are all gentlemen, so stop pretending." Seeing that there was no business, the boss simply sat down, laughed strangely, and said meaningfully: "Aren't you here to seek refuge in the palace?" Jiang Lin heard this, although he didn't understand what the connection was between pretending to be a Taoist priest and taking refuge in the palace, but his mind raced, he smiled and nodded, saying, "I can't hide it from the boss." "Hey hey hey." The boss looked as if he had expected it, and gave a thumbs-up again, praising: "Brother, I have been setting up a stall here for five or six years, and I have seen many handsome men, but this is the first time I have seen someone as handsome as you." "Besides, you are really good, little brother. You even thought of pretending to be a monk. If you ask me, you should go a step further and pretend to be a monk. That would be more appropriate!" What kind of monk, Taoist priest, handsome man. Jiang Lin's doubts grew stronger, but he smiled and said, "I'm just afraid that people don't like bald heads." "That's true, little brother, you are very thoughtful." The boss agreed with him, and then looked Jiang Lin up and down, sighing: "Young brother, you are really good-looking, and I guessed it right, you are still... a virgin, right?" The corners of Jiang Lin's mouth twitched. How come what he said was getting more and more outrageous? "Hahahahaha!" The boss laughed and said, "A virgin boy is even better. Rumor has it that the princess likes that!" Ok? A strange look flashed across Jiang Lin's eyes, and he gradually came to his senses.

The boss didn't notice Jiang Lin's strange expression. He pointed to the palace not far away and said, "Don't worry, little brother. It's no secret that the princess has a lover. Don't feel ashamed. If I had your looks, I would go too!" "Besides, you don't have to worry about what the prince will do to you after he finds out. After all, our prince only has this one daughter, and he dotes on her so much. As long as you live a peaceful life after entering the mansion, no one will do anything to you." As he spoke, the boss chuckled and said, "Young man, you've found a new way. That's really a good idea. I'm not bragging to you. I've seen many people come to the palace to try their luck, but only a few were chosen. The princess has very high standards." "But you will definitely be chosen!" "If you climb onto the fragrant bed, you will have boundless wealth and honor!" (End of this chapter)