Alias: What should I do if my wife takes the Wuqingdao script again?
Immortal 1: "Hey, have you heard? The Spring God has come down to earth for a trial for the newly ascended Immortal!"
Fairy 2: "What?! The Spring God came down to earth to fall in love?"
Fairy 3: "What! You said the Spring God eloped with someone?"
The slender clouds surrounding the majestic heavenly palace symbolize the noble status and power of the people who live there. But as you walk inside, you will hear sounds similar to the crow of pheasants.
"You! You asked the Spring God to go to the mortal world for trials? She has been raised in the fairy world for thousands of years. You asked her to go there to wait for purgatory. How could she endure it? Where is your conscience? Ah? Let me touch your conscience."
The person who made the pheasant crow was dressed in a yellow robe and was extremely luxurious, but he was shaking the arm of the purple-robed immortal with a squeaking sound, trying to test her conscience.
The man in purple robe was not annoyed when the Pheasant Immortal pointed at him and scolded him for a long time. He pulled the Pheasant Immortal off his body as usual and said.
"Gods who violate the rules of the gods must undergo trials. Isn't this the rule set by you, the emperor?"
Pheasant Immortal opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment. This was indeed a rule she made when she was young and ignorant and was over a thousand years old. Anyone who wants to violate the fairy rules must go to the human world for trial. At present, in the fairy world, it is possible to fulfill one's filial piety, love one's children, perform righteous deeds, and die a good death. The only thing that is not allowed is friendship.
As for why it is not allowed, it is not because no one has passed this test since ancient times. If there is love, there will be selfishness, and if there is selfishness, the public heart will be shaken. Can a God who is shaken by the public heart still be called a god?
When the Pheasant Immortal was called by her, it seemed as if he had just realized his identity. He straightened his clothes, stood up straight, cleared his throat, and said,
"I understand. I lost my temper just now. I was just worried that the post of Spring God would be vacant and no one would be in charge."
The purple-robed immortal looked at her seriously, and there seemed to be a smile on her lips.
"Emperor, there is no need to worry. I have already made arrangements and will not delay the four seasons in the mortal world."
"Very good. If you have nothing else to do, please step aside."
"Yes."
The purple-robed immortal bowed his hands in salute, turned around and walked towards the entrance of the hall, but was stopped by someone behind him.
"Si Zhao, don't let Ruzhang suffer too much. You know, trials in the mortal world are not easy."
The emperor's words were completely gone. Si Zhao paused and did not look back. He also did not talk to her about the "rules of heaven" and other important principles. He just accepted the matter as a matter of business.
Concept: A story about gods who also want to fall in love