Listen to my heart in the morning and eat melons in the afternoon.

Several Taoists in their forties entered the study, first greeted Lin Yunzhi, and then saluted Tian Xingjian.

"You guys, in the near future, just follow Lord Tian and listen to his arrangements." Lin Yunzhi gently instructed the Taoists.

"Master, do you want us to send a few people to follow you? There seem to be a lot of evil spirits appearing in Mingning Kingdom recently." The leading Taoist said respectfully to Lin Yunzhi.

"Then let's send a few people to the mansion to work as servants." Lin Yunzhi thought about it and decided to keep a few of them by his side, which would be safer.

Tian Xingjian then assigned tasks to several Taoists, asking them to go to the capital and protect the prince.

Although there are useful people around the prince, there is no talent like Taoist priests.

Tian Xingjian asked them to be extra careful, and if they found anything wrong, they should immediately report the news back and gave a token to the leading Taoist priest.

"Take this token and go to Jinshan Temple to find the abbot, Master Wuchen, and pass on the message. Jinshan Temple is in the capital, not far from the imperial city."

That night, the city of Shengjing was quiet, but there was a group of people with extraordinary abilities who planned to turn Shengjing upside down.

After Zhan Qingyang went to Ruyun Peak of Cangwu Mountain, he found that the place was heavily guarded. It took him a lot of effort to reach the top of Ruyun Peak and find the place where Nangong Ke was resting.

When the rooster crowed in the middle of the night, Nangong Ke got up and went out to meet a Taoist priest.

Hearing their conversation, Zhan Qingyang almost couldn't stand.

Not daring to listen more, Zhan Qingyang wrote down the information he had heard and quickly left Ruyun Peak.

Within an hour, Feng Lei, Feng Yu and all of Ximen Wuhen's family and minions in Shengjing were thrown into jail.

This prison was rebuilt after arriving in Shengjing. In order to prevent anyone from using special means, not even a fly can fly into the prison, let alone someone trying to escape from it.

Wei Wuzhi and the waiter from Yipinlou were also captured by Fenglei Fengyu.

Shi Fei went to the charity cemetery and brought Hu Shengguan and the three skeletons in the cemetery back to the government office and locked them in a separate cell.

Hu Shengguan was given a mute drug.

In addition, Shi Fei asked a secret guard who was good at disguise to imitate Hu Shengguan and serve as the coffin guard for a few days.

Tian Xingjian waited until they sent back the message before he rested.

He had a long dream that night.

When he woke up, he knew that this was a dream created for him by the fairy beast named Qingchen, the orange cat beside Xiaoxiao.

In the past, he was not afraid of any dark forces, because although those forces were vicious, they were still normal human means.

But now that an unknown force has gotten involved, he is a little confused.

Fortunately, there is a fairy beast!

Now he knew what to do.

Tian Xiaoxiao woke up early in the morning full of energy.

After breakfast, he took Daju to the street to eat melons, and Ade followed closely behind.

The other members of the Tian family had to go to school and couldn't follow them. They wondered why they had to study, but eating melons couldn't be their main job, so they still had to study.

Lin Yunzhi asked two Taoists to disguise themselves as servants and follow Tian Xiaoxiao.

When the people of Shengjing City learned that Miss Tian had gone out today, they flocked to her, but everyone pretended to meet her by chance. The vendors carrying their loads would stop every three or five steps and follow Tian Xiaoxiao to do business.

When I arrived at a house, I saw a man who looked like a scholar sitting at a stall. There was no sign or anything.

The scholar was happy when he saw Tian Xiaoxiao coming.

There is no business, but it’s nice to be able to eat melons.

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Qingchen, are there any melons to eat on the street? ]

Daju: [Yes, a few interesting things happened in the city yesterday.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Come on, let me smile.]

Daju: [There is a scholar in the city who loves to play the piano. He often feels that it is difficult to find a soulmate and is unhappy. As a result, he was playing the piano in his room yesterday to entertain himself, and suddenly heard a sigh from the next room. ]

Daju: [The scholar was overjoyed, thinking that he had finally met a soulmate, so he went to the neighbor's house to check. The person who opened the door was an old woman, wiping her tears and crying non-stop.]

Daju: [The scholar asked the old woman if it was because of his piano playing. The old woman replied: It was because of the scene! My son made a living by playing cotton. The piano you play is so much like him. Woo, woo, woo.]

Everyone watching: Hold your laughter until Miss Tian leaves.

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Haha, the scholar is being sentimental. It wasn’t his piano playing that moved the old woman, but his playing was so awful, like playing cotton, that it aroused the old woman’s longing.]

Daju: [There is a painter in the city who paints portraits for people. He has no signboard and his business is very poor. His friend gave him an idea and asked him to paint a portrait of himself and his wife as a signboard to attract business.]

Daju: [The painter is still here. But yesterday his father-in-law came to visit him and pointed at his self-portrait and asked, "Who is the woman in the painting?"]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [How did the painter answer? ]

Daju: [The painter said: Your daughter is my wife! ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [The biological father didn’t recognize the portrait of his own daughter? ]

Daju: [There is more to come. The father-in-law asked again: Why is she sitting with this wild man? ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Pfft, how bad is this painter's painting skills? The father-in-law can't even recognize his biological daughter in the portrait, and the son-in-law is also painted as someone else, otherwise how can he be a wild man? ]

The onlookers: It seems that we cannot ask this painter to paint our portrait.

Painter: Isn't this what I experienced yesterday? I ate so much that I blew myself up. It turns out that I have no business because of my poor painting skills. I have to go home and hone my painting skills. When I come back, I will definitely surprise everyone!

After Tian Xiaoxiao walked away, the painter packed up his stall and went home.

From then on, he asked the maids and servants in his house to serve as models every day. After painting the people at home, he often painted for peddlers and hawkers in Shengjing City for free. He repeated this process for five years until he could paint paintings that were exactly the same as real people. Only then did he set up a stall in Shengjing City again.

Finally, the painter became a master of Ming Ningguo portraits. People came to him to paint their portraits, and he gained both fame and money. But that is another story.

Daju: [A few days ago, a man in the city married an old woman. During the wedding night, the man saw that the bride had many wrinkles on her face, so he asked her: "The marriage certificate says you are thirty-eight years old, but now it looks more than thirty-eight. How old are you?" The old woman replied: Forty-five or forty-six. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [How old is the man? ]

Daju: [The man is about 40 years old. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [What happened next? ]

Daju: [The man said again: I think she is more than 45 or 46. Please tell me the truth. The old woman replied: Actually, she is 54. The man asked her again and again, and she always answered 54.]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [How old is the old woman? ]

Daju: [After going to bed, the man felt more and more that something was wrong and was worried. He came up with a plan and said to the old woman: I will get up and cover the salt jar, otherwise, the salt in the house will be stolen by mice. As a result, the old woman laughed in bed and said: It's really funny. I have lived for 68 years and have never heard of mice stealing salt. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [A 68-year-old woman marries a 40-year-old man? Is that okay?]

Daju: [This is the flaw of ancient marriage. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [This is a marriage fraud. Can a man divorce an old woman? ]

Daju: [To know what happens next, please wait for the next chapter. ]

Tian Xiaoxiao: [Such a joke!]

Crowd: Let’s find out which unlucky guy married an old woman.

As we were walking, a few people came and blocked the road.