Underground of the Star Gazing Tower.
Zhong Li, who was sitting cross-legged in the room and meditating quietly, moved his ears and heard the chaotic footsteps.
At this time, a footsteps accelerated and came to her door and shouted:
Senior Sister Zhong, on the order of Xu Yinluo, he escorted a group of prisoners here to detain him.
Zhong Li stood up and opened the door and saw a white-clothed warlock standing outside the door.
She nodded first, then looked at the entrance of the dark corridor and saw a middle-aged man embroidering a golden gong, escorting a group of prisoners with a group of silver gongs and copper gongs.
Zhong Li greeted him and asked softly:
what happened?
White Warlock Oh, a calm tone explained:
Xu Yinluo and the eldest princess rebelled and wanted to lock up a few prince brothers, including Emperor Yongxing, in Sitianjian.
As a sorcerer in Si Tianjian, looking down on imperial power is a basic operation.
Zhong Li greeted Jin Luo who was escorting the prince, and the latter bowed and said:
This official Zhao Jin was ordered to escort the criminal and asked Miss Zhong to make arrangements.
Zhong Li said:
There are twenty rooms on this floor, just choose one of them.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfeng opened an iron door beside him and pushed Xu Yuanhuai:
Go in!
Xu Yuanhuai's feet slipped and fell to the ground hard, his head hit the iron door, and he groaned in pain.
Song Tingfeng laughed: Waste...
As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly slipped, leaned back straight, and his head hit the wall.
As a master in the God Refining Realm, he was not injured, but just touched his head, with a confused expression.
Zhao Jin frowned, looked at Song Tingfeng, and scolded:
Freckle.
Then he fell down too.
???Zhao Jinluo's face was confused.
He didn't understand why he, a fourth-grade martial artist, suddenly fell without obstacles or walking.
Zhao Jinluo immediately figured it out, looked at Zhong Li, and guessed:
Is this a formation to trap criminals?
The leading white warlock leaned against the wall and nodded:
Just think so.
Then, the silver lords and Tonglu pushed the scolding prince and Emperor Yongxing into the room. During the process, people on both sides fell for no reason, either hitting the head against the wall or hitting the ground.
Zhong Li was responsible for closing each iron door, putting her palm on the door, and activate the formation.
Seeing that the matter was completed, Zhao Jinluo, the group of people were behind their backs and moved carefully to the ground.
The white-clothed warlock leaning against the wall sighed:
I was still an emperor yesterday, but today I became a prisoner. Hehe, it would be nice to let these princes with rich clothes and food taste the feeling of being imprisoned. Otherwise, how could I know the suffering of the world? Yes, Senior Sister Zhong.
Zhong Li was stunned.
She stood there blankly for a long time, her eyes getting brighter and brighter, and she said anxiously:
Go and find Xu Yinluo and ask him to come to my place.
The white-clothed warlock didn't ask the reason, nodded:
OK, but Senior Sister Zhong, can you go back to your room first?
He pointed to the open iron door.
The iron gate can lock on Senior Sister Zhong’s bad luck, but he doesn’t want to fall one by one step. The warlock’s body is very expensive and cannot withstand the tossing.
oh!
Zhong Li turned around and entered the room. The moment the iron door was closed, the white-clothed warlock heard a dull sound. He guessed that Senior Sister Zhong had fallen.
The white-clothed warlock walked out of the ground, climbed up the stairs, and came to the bedroom where Xu Qi'an temporarily lived.
He was about to hold the door when he suddenly became happy and thought:
No, there are three major rules for avoiding bad luck: Senior Sister Zhong’s words cannot be listened to; Senior Sister Zhong’s side cannot be stayed; Senior Sister Zhong’s things cannot be touched.
I was careless and almost forgot these three rules.
As soon as he thought of this, the white-clothed warlock turned around and left silently.
It’s better to pass on Senior Sister Zhong’s words to Senior Brother Song and let him be cannon fodder.
……
Sitianjian, inside the Pagoda of the Buddha.
Bai Ji curled up on the cushion, her voice soft and soft, and said in a delicate voice:
Why haven’t aunt come yet? Master, please let me out. It’s so boring.
The old monk Ta Ling opened his eyes and said slowly:
If the little donor feel bored, he might as well practice Buddhism with me.
When Bai Ji heard this, she suddenly became ridged and shouted:
I am a demon clan. I was born to fight Buddhism, so how could I learn Buddhism from you?
The old monk Taling gave his own reasons:
Only by understanding the enemy can you defeat the enemy.The little donor learns Buddhism from me. Only when he grows up can he find the weaknesses of Buddhism.
Bai Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard this, thinking it made sense, and her little head couldn't think of anything to refute.
As he was talking, the old monk Taling moved his ears and then smiled:
Your master returns.
He flicked his fingers lightly, and a golden light shot out, blooming indoors, and then Mu Nanzhi appeared.
She was wearing a lotus long dress, with a haggard face and her eyes full of fatigue.
When Xu Qi'an left, he did not take away the Pagoda Pagoda and stayed on the table with the Taiping Knife to protect the Flower God.
After Mu Nanzhi woke up, the communication tower spirit was teleported in.
Aunt!
Bai Ji cheered and turned into a white shadow and flew into Mu Nanzhi's arms.
Mu Nanzhi caught Bai Ji, sat cross-legged on the cushion, folded his hands together, and said piously:
Master, I realized it.
The old monk Taling asked back:
What have you realized?
Mu Nanzhi was extremely pious and had a great enlightenment:
Color is emptiness!
The old monk Taling said with relief:
good!
At the same time, he muttered in his heart: This sounds so familiar.
Bai Ji twitched the tip of her pink nose and said blankly:
Auntie, you have a strange smell, not yours...
You smelled wrong.
No, my nose is very flexible.
Shut up, little boy, ask less.
The old monk Taling listened to their argument, stretched out his finger and gently tapped Mu Nanzhi's eyebrows.
The Flower God's eyes instantly became empty, lost his spirit, his body tilted, and he fell into a coma.
This incident shocked Bai Ji.
I am helping her to relieve her energy, which is stagnant in her dantian, which is actually harmful to her body.The old monk Taling explained.
Overnight, there was an indigestive and majestic aura in her body, which was why she felt tired.
……
The palace.
Wang Zhen and Wen woke up at the time of Mao. After lunch and drinking medicine, he opened his eyes and refused to sleep, as if he was waiting for something.
After the sky was bright, he heard the faint sound of cannon fire.
Soon it became calmer again.
Wait for Ah, wait for Ah, lunch is here.
Before Wang Zhenwen could enter, he finally waited for the butler to report that the assistant Qian and several adults were visiting him.
At this point, the King of Shoufu felt relieved and asked the butler to invite someone in.
After a while, several royal backbone members of Qian Qingshu, Sun Shangshu and other royal party members pushed the door and sat at the round table.
Qian Qingshu moved the round stool to the bed and sat closest to the seat.
Wang Zhenwen looked at their faces, pondered for a while, and said:
It seems that things have been done, but why do you have such expressions?
The old friends were relatively silent, but not solemn, but the complexity of not knowing where to start.
Shangshu Sun from the Ministry of Justice and several others exchanged their gazes, and then they all turned to Qian Qingshu.
Qian Qingshu knew that he could not avoid it and sighed:
Things were done, but the result was somewhat deviant.
deviation?Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Wang Zhenwen felt a slump in his heart. He thought of a possibility and said anxiously:
Xu Qi'an, has weaped the throne?!
The great vocation has not been exhausted, from the people to the nobles, they still recognize the royal family. Even the Yunzhou rebels must do everything possible to promote themselves as orthodox, and demand that Yongxing recognize them at all costs. This is why.
He finally gained a lot of reputation, how could he ruin his future?
I was angry and started to cough violently.
Be careful not to be impatient, be anxious not to be impatient... Qian Qingshu helped him sit up, patted his back lightly, and stopped talking, saying:
Xu Qi'an did not usurp the throne, and he would not even sit on the dragon throne with his temperament.
Do you think he is a person who is willing to bury his case and handle government affairs?
When Wang Zhenwen thought about it, he felt reasonable and his mentality became much calmer, and asked:
Who is he going to set up?
Qian Qingshu said quietly:
The eldest princess is celebrating!
Cough cough cough... Wang Zhenwen coughed violently again, his face flushed.
Shangshu Sun hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over:
Take a sip of tea and press it.
Wang Zhenwen took a sip for a while, suppressed his cough, and then asked impatiently:
Did you agree?
Qian Qingshu said helplessly:
We thought we would establish Prince Yan, but later we found out that the boy had shot us all with a fake shot.
At that time, the arrow was on the string and the pirate ship was already on, can you still regret it?
When he shouted out, he had no way back.
Moreover, Yongxing and all the brothers were firmly controlled by the eldest princess. Even if the royal party wanted to go back on his word, there was no suitable person to come out.
The brothers of the late emperor and some princes were somewhat inferior in qualifications.
Besides, seeing the performance of the princes and princes at that time, they obviously pinched their noses and recognized their love, and they might not be willing to take risks.
Wang Zhenwen was furious:
A woman who proclaims herself emperor is simply a mess, a mess!
Shangshu Sun suddenly said:
It’s not unacceptable that women are called emperor, and there is a precedent for Dayang.
Besides, in terms of talent, courage and ability, the eldest princess is all the best. She is far better than Yongxing and other princes as an emperor.
Wang Zhenwen couldn't believe it:
What benefits did she give you?
Shangshu Sun looked at Qian Qingshu, and the new chief assistant whispered:
There is no benefit, but Yongxing promised us before, but on the grounds of stability of the court, he has been slow to fulfill his promise.
Next, the court was reshuffled, and the empty positions were divided between the Wei Party and us, and there was no situation of mass parties fighting each other again.
Wang Zhenwen stopped talking.
Because he knew that his opposition was invalid, Huaiqing gave too much, so many that the royal party could not refuse.
Even if she knows that she will definitely support other parties in the future and will not allow the Wei Party and the Wang Party to grow bigger, no one will refuse the immediate benefits that are within their reach because of future affairs.
This has nothing to do with intelligence or not, but with human nature.
It's so scheming, she looks more like Yuan Jing than Emperor Yongxing.
Wang Zhenwen shouted: Now that things have come to this, I can only follow the general trend.
What else can he do if he is a bedridden person?
But I want to give you a piece of advice.
Wang Zhenwen swept over everyone in the room and said in a deep voice:
A woman who proclaims herself emperor is not the mainstream norm even if she has history to rely on, and her persuasion is limited.It was not that easy for her to sit on the dragon throne.
Qian Qingshu stood up and bowed:
Brother Wang please tell me.
……
Xu Qi'an returned to Sitianjian and came to the door of his bedroom. He saw Song Qing lying outside the door.
Sure enough, someone came to me, but fortunately I made several preparations...
He murmured in his heart, picked up Song Qing, slapped him a few times, and forced him to wake him up.
Song Qing woke up in a daze and said in a daze:
Mr. Xu, you are back Ah... Hey, my face hurts so much.
Not so exaggerated, I just slapped twice in the face. Oh, I am already a second-rank martial artist... Xu Qi'an changed the topic:
What's wrong with you coming to me?
Song Qing rubbed his swollen face and said in a distracting way:
Junior Sister Zhong asked someone to pass on the message and said that she would come to you if she had something to do.
Zhong Li Xiaoke is looking for me Ah.Xu Qi'an nodded:
If there is no hurry, I will take the time to go there.
By the way, has Senior Brother Song stayed up late to do an alchemy experiment recently and hasn't been sleeping for a long time?
Song Qing was stunned:
How do you know?
If you have a bright mind, you won’t take over Zhong Li’s task. This is a very simple reasoning... Xu Qian did not explain and respectfully sent away Song Qing, who was not very useful in his brain.
Watching his back leave, Xu Qi'an wiped away the strong anesthetic from the door and pushed it in.
The room was empty and the bed was messy. Without Dafeng's No. 1 Beauty, the bed sheets were already dry.
Xu Qi'an's eyes naturally looked at the Taiping Knife on the table.
The Taiping Knife raised the tip of the knife and pointed to the Futu Pagoda beside it.
Xu Qi'an nodded, and his figure immediately turned into golden light and escaped into the interior of the pagoda.
On the third floor of the empty space, the old monk Taling sat cross-legged on the cushion, and Mu Nanzhi fell crookedly on another cushion, unable to wake up.
Bai Ji leaned over to her, constantly twitching her pink nose, and sniffing Ah.
Fox, what are you doing!Xu Qi said with peace of mind, are you molesting my wife?
Bai Ji was very happy when she saw him coming in, and then said in confusion:
My aunt has a strange smell, well, I always feel very familiar with it.
...Xu Qi'an was surprised and thought to himself, how could you be familiar with him? You are still a child.
Bai Ji stared at him for a moment, and suddenly realized:
I remembered that every time Sister Ye Ji mates you, she has this smell on her body.
It raised its claws, slapped the futon hard, and said angrily:
Have you mate with my aunt? She is mine, so you are not allowed to steal her.
Don't worry, she will hold you and accompany you to eat and sleep in the future.Xu Qian comforted.
Give you a comfortable pillow... He added something to his heart.
Bai Ji was satisfied when she heard this and raised her furry fox tail.
At this time, the old monk Taling found an opportunity and said:
I sorted out her qi, and others may not be able to cultivate such a magnificent qi for ten years.
These are the qi that Xu Qi'an inputs into her body.
After a pause, the old monk said:
There seemed to be a force in her body that was awakening, a very magical power, and it seemed to be the spiritual aggregate of the Immortal Tree.
When communicating with the Nether Silkworm that day, the Tower Spirit was also present.
Xu Qi'an nodded, picked up Mu Nanzhi and left the pagoda, and returned to the bedroom.
He came back early to help her qi. Hua Shen was not able to practice and could not activate the qi independently. In this way, the qi that Xu Qi'an passed into her body would condense in the dantian.
Over time, it will be harmful to the body.
Now Ta Ling takes the initiative to help, but he saves some effort.
Xu Qi'an put the Flower God on the bed, took off his embroidered shoes, stared at his fair and delicate little feet for a few glances.
You can't work hard on the beauty.
Momoly covered her with a quilt.
At this time, he felt someone knocking on the back of his head, so he found out fragments of the book in a familiar way to check the situation.
Yutang No. 1, sent a private chat.
3: Your Highness?
1: This palace sent someone to comfort Lin'an and found that although she was not in high spirits, she was no longer seriously injured.
Three: Ah?Is there anything like this?I have no idea at all.
Huai Qing in the imperial study room looked at the fragments of the ground books and laughed.
1: Just now, the Minister of Qian contacted me and gave me some suggestions.
Xu Qian didn't say anything and waited patiently. Soon, Huaiqing's long speech came.
1: A woman's proclaiming herself emperor has a great obstacle. This palace can suppress the court and the army, but it may not be able to suppress the long-lasting public speaking of the states, garrisons and the people.
Therefore, before ascending the throne, the first thing is to control and guide public opinion, so that major restaurants and teahouses in the capital can tell the story of the Queen of Dayang back then, so that more people can know about this matter.
Then the Yunzhou delegation was paraded in the streets and won the hearts of the people.
Finally, Qian Shoufu suggested that if there are auspicious signs on the day this palace ascends the throne, the people's hearts can be settled.
Blowing out a wave of the achievements of the Dayang Empress in advance, so that the people can have a clear mind and eliminate the conflict as much as possible... Parading the Yunzhou delegation in the streets is a way to win over the hearts of the people. Well, this was a common routine in the national talent show in a free country in the previous life and was very useful.
To put it bluntly, it is Liu Bang's uprising in the White Snake, giving himself a legitimate meaning, and this is the most important point. It must never be underestimated as to what the people want.
Xu Qian analyzed it in his mind and passed it on:
Qian Shoufu has the talent to govern the country.
1: This is what the former chief assistant Wang Zhenwen means.
3: Your Highness told me what is this?
1: A good sign... I have been thinking about it all over the place, but there is no suitable idea.
You can't ask me about this, I'm just a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart and made a suggestion:
Let the Spirit Dragon carry His Highness and fly around the capital?
1: The people in the capital do not recognize the spiritual dragon, throw their eyes to the blind man to see.
3: I am proficient in beast control methods, which can attract hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix.
As soon as he finished speaking, he denied the suggestion himself.
The capital is not the south, and there are almost no birds in winter. This winter is particularly cold, and many birds with high cold resistance have frozen to death.
Even if he was exhausted and exhausted, the birds he could summon were limited, and the small fight was meaningless and could not highlight the sense of ritual of the empress ascending the throne.
3: Do you hold the Zhenguo Sword and fly around the spiritual dragon?
1: People with royal blood can all hold the sword of the country.Moreover, the people's eyesight is limited, they cannot see it when flying too high or too low, and they circle the capital, making the palace attract sensationalism.
Huaiqing thought about that scene and felt it was too embarrassing.
Then you go to the sorcerer and Confucian Ah, they are fancy and whistle. I am just a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an frowned:
Sorry, I have no choice.
1: Forget it!
In the imperial study room, Huaiqing put down the fragments of the floor books and sighed softly.
Qian Qingshu in the hall immediately said:
Your Highness, does Xu Yinluo have an idea?
He didn't recognize the fragments of the earth book, but just thought it was a magic weapon used to contact the Sitianjian.
Huaiqing shook his head slightly.
Liu Hong, the censor of the Zuodu, said:
If it really doesn't work, Zhao Shou showed a strange phenomenon of harmony between dragons and phoenixes when His Highness ascended the throne.
For such operations as auspicious signs, these civil officials have no choice but to seek help from extraordinary masters.Xu Qian had no choice but to find Zhao Shou.
Qian Qingshu pondered for a moment and said:
This method is OK, but the scene is a little lacking and is not deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Zhang Xingying’s rare words to the royal party boss:
Your Highness ascended the throne and opened the unsuccessful feat of our dynasty is extraordinary. This auspicious sign is, the greater the better.
What they want is the auspiciousness that shocks the capital.
The civil servants searched all the historical books and learned the operations of their predecessors. They found three methods in total. The harmony of dragons and phoenixes is the best, but Huaiqing was still not very satisfied.
Of course, if it is a natural vision, there will be many ways, but the vision does not mean it is auspicious.
In fact, most natural visions of large scale symbolize disasters.
For example, earth movement, lightning, thunder, and blood rushing into the sky...
……
The best auspicious sign, isn’t it because I carried you around the capital? I am the most famous auspicious beast in Dafeng... Xu Qi'an complained while putting down fragments of the book.
Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers and the fresh smell of plants and trees.
Looking around in shock, the room had already changed. Mu Nanzhi was lying among the flowers, colorful flowers and green grass grew from the bed and from the quilt.
Grow out of the bathtub, from the coffee table, from the column, from all wooden furniture.
At this moment, Xu Qian suspected that he was not sitting in the bedroom, but in the flower room.
This, this is simply outrageous... Xu Qi'an looked dull.
To be honest, this ability is rare even in the extraordinary realm, and the flower god is so terrifying.
He was worried about how to clean up the flowers and plants in the room, but suddenly he felt a move, and took out the fragments of the earth book again and started a private chat with Huaiqing:
Your Highness, I have a note, that when you ascend the throne, auspiciousness will be brought from heaven and recorded in history.
Zhong Li, who was sitting cross-legged in the room and meditating quietly, moved his ears and heard the chaotic footsteps.
At this time, a footsteps accelerated and came to her door and shouted:
Senior Sister Zhong, on the order of Xu Yinluo, he escorted a group of prisoners here to detain him.
Zhong Li stood up and opened the door and saw a white-clothed warlock standing outside the door.
She nodded first, then looked at the entrance of the dark corridor and saw a middle-aged man embroidering a golden gong, escorting a group of prisoners with a group of silver gongs and copper gongs.
Zhong Li greeted him and asked softly:
what happened?
White Warlock Oh, a calm tone explained:
Xu Yinluo and the eldest princess rebelled and wanted to lock up a few prince brothers, including Emperor Yongxing, in Sitianjian.
As a sorcerer in Si Tianjian, looking down on imperial power is a basic operation.
Zhong Li greeted Jin Luo who was escorting the prince, and the latter bowed and said:
This official Zhao Jin was ordered to escort the criminal and asked Miss Zhong to make arrangements.
Zhong Li said:
There are twenty rooms on this floor, just choose one of them.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingfeng opened an iron door beside him and pushed Xu Yuanhuai:
Go in!
Xu Yuanhuai's feet slipped and fell to the ground hard, his head hit the iron door, and he groaned in pain.
Song Tingfeng laughed: Waste...
As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly slipped, leaned back straight, and his head hit the wall.
As a master in the God Refining Realm, he was not injured, but just touched his head, with a confused expression.
Zhao Jin frowned, looked at Song Tingfeng, and scolded:
Freckle.
Then he fell down too.
???Zhao Jinluo's face was confused.
He didn't understand why he, a fourth-grade martial artist, suddenly fell without obstacles or walking.
Zhao Jinluo immediately figured it out, looked at Zhong Li, and guessed:
Is this a formation to trap criminals?
The leading white warlock leaned against the wall and nodded:
Just think so.
Then, the silver lords and Tonglu pushed the scolding prince and Emperor Yongxing into the room. During the process, people on both sides fell for no reason, either hitting the head against the wall or hitting the ground.
Zhong Li was responsible for closing each iron door, putting her palm on the door, and activate the formation.
Seeing that the matter was completed, Zhao Jinluo, the group of people were behind their backs and moved carefully to the ground.
The white-clothed warlock leaning against the wall sighed:
I was still an emperor yesterday, but today I became a prisoner. Hehe, it would be nice to let these princes with rich clothes and food taste the feeling of being imprisoned. Otherwise, how could I know the suffering of the world? Yes, Senior Sister Zhong.
Zhong Li was stunned.
She stood there blankly for a long time, her eyes getting brighter and brighter, and she said anxiously:
Go and find Xu Yinluo and ask him to come to my place.
The white-clothed warlock didn't ask the reason, nodded:
OK, but Senior Sister Zhong, can you go back to your room first?
He pointed to the open iron door.
The iron gate can lock on Senior Sister Zhong’s bad luck, but he doesn’t want to fall one by one step. The warlock’s body is very expensive and cannot withstand the tossing.
oh!
Zhong Li turned around and entered the room. The moment the iron door was closed, the white-clothed warlock heard a dull sound. He guessed that Senior Sister Zhong had fallen.
The white-clothed warlock walked out of the ground, climbed up the stairs, and came to the bedroom where Xu Qi'an temporarily lived.
He was about to hold the door when he suddenly became happy and thought:
No, there are three major rules for avoiding bad luck: Senior Sister Zhong’s words cannot be listened to; Senior Sister Zhong’s side cannot be stayed; Senior Sister Zhong’s things cannot be touched.
I was careless and almost forgot these three rules.
As soon as he thought of this, the white-clothed warlock turned around and left silently.
It’s better to pass on Senior Sister Zhong’s words to Senior Brother Song and let him be cannon fodder.
……
Sitianjian, inside the Pagoda of the Buddha.
Bai Ji curled up on the cushion, her voice soft and soft, and said in a delicate voice:
Why haven’t aunt come yet? Master, please let me out. It’s so boring.
The old monk Ta Ling opened his eyes and said slowly:
If the little donor feel bored, he might as well practice Buddhism with me.
When Bai Ji heard this, she suddenly became ridged and shouted:
I am a demon clan. I was born to fight Buddhism, so how could I learn Buddhism from you?
The old monk Taling gave his own reasons:
Only by understanding the enemy can you defeat the enemy.The little donor learns Buddhism from me. Only when he grows up can he find the weaknesses of Buddhism.
Bai Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard this, thinking it made sense, and her little head couldn't think of anything to refute.
As he was talking, the old monk Taling moved his ears and then smiled:
Your master returns.
He flicked his fingers lightly, and a golden light shot out, blooming indoors, and then Mu Nanzhi appeared.
She was wearing a lotus long dress, with a haggard face and her eyes full of fatigue.
When Xu Qi'an left, he did not take away the Pagoda Pagoda and stayed on the table with the Taiping Knife to protect the Flower God.
After Mu Nanzhi woke up, the communication tower spirit was teleported in.
Aunt!
Bai Ji cheered and turned into a white shadow and flew into Mu Nanzhi's arms.
Mu Nanzhi caught Bai Ji, sat cross-legged on the cushion, folded his hands together, and said piously:
Master, I realized it.
The old monk Taling asked back:
What have you realized?
Mu Nanzhi was extremely pious and had a great enlightenment:
Color is emptiness!
The old monk Taling said with relief:
good!
At the same time, he muttered in his heart: This sounds so familiar.
Bai Ji twitched the tip of her pink nose and said blankly:
Auntie, you have a strange smell, not yours...
You smelled wrong.
No, my nose is very flexible.
Shut up, little boy, ask less.
The old monk Taling listened to their argument, stretched out his finger and gently tapped Mu Nanzhi's eyebrows.
The Flower God's eyes instantly became empty, lost his spirit, his body tilted, and he fell into a coma.
This incident shocked Bai Ji.
I am helping her to relieve her energy, which is stagnant in her dantian, which is actually harmful to her body.The old monk Taling explained.
Overnight, there was an indigestive and majestic aura in her body, which was why she felt tired.
……
The palace.
Wang Zhen and Wen woke up at the time of Mao. After lunch and drinking medicine, he opened his eyes and refused to sleep, as if he was waiting for something.
After the sky was bright, he heard the faint sound of cannon fire.
Soon it became calmer again.
Wait for Ah, wait for Ah, lunch is here.
Before Wang Zhenwen could enter, he finally waited for the butler to report that the assistant Qian and several adults were visiting him.
At this point, the King of Shoufu felt relieved and asked the butler to invite someone in.
After a while, several royal backbone members of Qian Qingshu, Sun Shangshu and other royal party members pushed the door and sat at the round table.
Qian Qingshu moved the round stool to the bed and sat closest to the seat.
Wang Zhenwen looked at their faces, pondered for a while, and said:
It seems that things have been done, but why do you have such expressions?
The old friends were relatively silent, but not solemn, but the complexity of not knowing where to start.
Shangshu Sun from the Ministry of Justice and several others exchanged their gazes, and then they all turned to Qian Qingshu.
Qian Qingshu knew that he could not avoid it and sighed:
Things were done, but the result was somewhat deviant.
deviation?Seeing that he wanted to speak but stopped, Wang Zhenwen felt a slump in his heart. He thought of a possibility and said anxiously:
Xu Qi'an, has weaped the throne?!
The great vocation has not been exhausted, from the people to the nobles, they still recognize the royal family. Even the Yunzhou rebels must do everything possible to promote themselves as orthodox, and demand that Yongxing recognize them at all costs. This is why.
He finally gained a lot of reputation, how could he ruin his future?
I was angry and started to cough violently.
Be careful not to be impatient, be anxious not to be impatient... Qian Qingshu helped him sit up, patted his back lightly, and stopped talking, saying:
Xu Qi'an did not usurp the throne, and he would not even sit on the dragon throne with his temperament.
Do you think he is a person who is willing to bury his case and handle government affairs?
When Wang Zhenwen thought about it, he felt reasonable and his mentality became much calmer, and asked:
Who is he going to set up?
Qian Qingshu said quietly:
The eldest princess is celebrating!
Cough cough cough... Wang Zhenwen coughed violently again, his face flushed.
Shangshu Sun hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over:
Take a sip of tea and press it.
Wang Zhenwen took a sip for a while, suppressed his cough, and then asked impatiently:
Did you agree?
Qian Qingshu said helplessly:
We thought we would establish Prince Yan, but later we found out that the boy had shot us all with a fake shot.
At that time, the arrow was on the string and the pirate ship was already on, can you still regret it?
When he shouted out, he had no way back.
Moreover, Yongxing and all the brothers were firmly controlled by the eldest princess. Even if the royal party wanted to go back on his word, there was no suitable person to come out.
The brothers of the late emperor and some princes were somewhat inferior in qualifications.
Besides, seeing the performance of the princes and princes at that time, they obviously pinched their noses and recognized their love, and they might not be willing to take risks.
Wang Zhenwen was furious:
A woman who proclaims herself emperor is simply a mess, a mess!
Shangshu Sun suddenly said:
It’s not unacceptable that women are called emperor, and there is a precedent for Dayang.
Besides, in terms of talent, courage and ability, the eldest princess is all the best. She is far better than Yongxing and other princes as an emperor.
Wang Zhenwen couldn't believe it:
What benefits did she give you?
Shangshu Sun looked at Qian Qingshu, and the new chief assistant whispered:
There is no benefit, but Yongxing promised us before, but on the grounds of stability of the court, he has been slow to fulfill his promise.
Next, the court was reshuffled, and the empty positions were divided between the Wei Party and us, and there was no situation of mass parties fighting each other again.
Wang Zhenwen stopped talking.
Because he knew that his opposition was invalid, Huaiqing gave too much, so many that the royal party could not refuse.
Even if she knows that she will definitely support other parties in the future and will not allow the Wei Party and the Wang Party to grow bigger, no one will refuse the immediate benefits that are within their reach because of future affairs.
This has nothing to do with intelligence or not, but with human nature.
It's so scheming, she looks more like Yuan Jing than Emperor Yongxing.
Wang Zhenwen shouted: Now that things have come to this, I can only follow the general trend.
What else can he do if he is a bedridden person?
But I want to give you a piece of advice.
Wang Zhenwen swept over everyone in the room and said in a deep voice:
A woman who proclaims herself emperor is not the mainstream norm even if she has history to rely on, and her persuasion is limited.It was not that easy for her to sit on the dragon throne.
Qian Qingshu stood up and bowed:
Brother Wang please tell me.
……
Xu Qi'an returned to Sitianjian and came to the door of his bedroom. He saw Song Qing lying outside the door.
Sure enough, someone came to me, but fortunately I made several preparations...
He murmured in his heart, picked up Song Qing, slapped him a few times, and forced him to wake him up.
Song Qing woke up in a daze and said in a daze:
Mr. Xu, you are back Ah... Hey, my face hurts so much.
Not so exaggerated, I just slapped twice in the face. Oh, I am already a second-rank martial artist... Xu Qi'an changed the topic:
What's wrong with you coming to me?
Song Qing rubbed his swollen face and said in a distracting way:
Junior Sister Zhong asked someone to pass on the message and said that she would come to you if she had something to do.
Zhong Li Xiaoke is looking for me Ah.Xu Qi'an nodded:
If there is no hurry, I will take the time to go there.
By the way, has Senior Brother Song stayed up late to do an alchemy experiment recently and hasn't been sleeping for a long time?
Song Qing was stunned:
How do you know?
If you have a bright mind, you won’t take over Zhong Li’s task. This is a very simple reasoning... Xu Qian did not explain and respectfully sent away Song Qing, who was not very useful in his brain.
Watching his back leave, Xu Qi'an wiped away the strong anesthetic from the door and pushed it in.
The room was empty and the bed was messy. Without Dafeng's No. 1 Beauty, the bed sheets were already dry.
Xu Qi'an's eyes naturally looked at the Taiping Knife on the table.
The Taiping Knife raised the tip of the knife and pointed to the Futu Pagoda beside it.
Xu Qi'an nodded, and his figure immediately turned into golden light and escaped into the interior of the pagoda.
On the third floor of the empty space, the old monk Taling sat cross-legged on the cushion, and Mu Nanzhi fell crookedly on another cushion, unable to wake up.
Bai Ji leaned over to her, constantly twitching her pink nose, and sniffing Ah.
Fox, what are you doing!Xu Qi said with peace of mind, are you molesting my wife?
Bai Ji was very happy when she saw him coming in, and then said in confusion:
My aunt has a strange smell, well, I always feel very familiar with it.
...Xu Qi'an was surprised and thought to himself, how could you be familiar with him? You are still a child.
Bai Ji stared at him for a moment, and suddenly realized:
I remembered that every time Sister Ye Ji mates you, she has this smell on her body.
It raised its claws, slapped the futon hard, and said angrily:
Have you mate with my aunt? She is mine, so you are not allowed to steal her.
Don't worry, she will hold you and accompany you to eat and sleep in the future.Xu Qian comforted.
Give you a comfortable pillow... He added something to his heart.
Bai Ji was satisfied when she heard this and raised her furry fox tail.
At this time, the old monk Taling found an opportunity and said:
I sorted out her qi, and others may not be able to cultivate such a magnificent qi for ten years.
These are the qi that Xu Qi'an inputs into her body.
After a pause, the old monk said:
There seemed to be a force in her body that was awakening, a very magical power, and it seemed to be the spiritual aggregate of the Immortal Tree.
When communicating with the Nether Silkworm that day, the Tower Spirit was also present.
Xu Qi'an nodded, picked up Mu Nanzhi and left the pagoda, and returned to the bedroom.
He came back early to help her qi. Hua Shen was not able to practice and could not activate the qi independently. In this way, the qi that Xu Qi'an passed into her body would condense in the dantian.
Over time, it will be harmful to the body.
Now Ta Ling takes the initiative to help, but he saves some effort.
Xu Qi'an put the Flower God on the bed, took off his embroidered shoes, stared at his fair and delicate little feet for a few glances.
You can't work hard on the beauty.
Momoly covered her with a quilt.
At this time, he felt someone knocking on the back of his head, so he found out fragments of the book in a familiar way to check the situation.
Yutang No. 1, sent a private chat.
3: Your Highness?
1: This palace sent someone to comfort Lin'an and found that although she was not in high spirits, she was no longer seriously injured.
Three: Ah?Is there anything like this?I have no idea at all.
Huai Qing in the imperial study room looked at the fragments of the ground books and laughed.
1: Just now, the Minister of Qian contacted me and gave me some suggestions.
Xu Qian didn't say anything and waited patiently. Soon, Huaiqing's long speech came.
1: A woman's proclaiming herself emperor has a great obstacle. This palace can suppress the court and the army, but it may not be able to suppress the long-lasting public speaking of the states, garrisons and the people.
Therefore, before ascending the throne, the first thing is to control and guide public opinion, so that major restaurants and teahouses in the capital can tell the story of the Queen of Dayang back then, so that more people can know about this matter.
Then the Yunzhou delegation was paraded in the streets and won the hearts of the people.
Finally, Qian Shoufu suggested that if there are auspicious signs on the day this palace ascends the throne, the people's hearts can be settled.
Blowing out a wave of the achievements of the Dayang Empress in advance, so that the people can have a clear mind and eliminate the conflict as much as possible... Parading the Yunzhou delegation in the streets is a way to win over the hearts of the people. Well, this was a common routine in the national talent show in a free country in the previous life and was very useful.
To put it bluntly, it is Liu Bang's uprising in the White Snake, giving himself a legitimate meaning, and this is the most important point. It must never be underestimated as to what the people want.
Xu Qian analyzed it in his mind and passed it on:
Qian Shoufu has the talent to govern the country.
1: This is what the former chief assistant Wang Zhenwen means.
3: Your Highness told me what is this?
1: A good sign... I have been thinking about it all over the place, but there is no suitable idea.
You can't ask me about this, I'm just a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an complained in his heart and made a suggestion:
Let the Spirit Dragon carry His Highness and fly around the capital?
1: The people in the capital do not recognize the spiritual dragon, throw their eyes to the blind man to see.
3: I am proficient in beast control methods, which can attract hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix.
As soon as he finished speaking, he denied the suggestion himself.
The capital is not the south, and there are almost no birds in winter. This winter is particularly cold, and many birds with high cold resistance have frozen to death.
Even if he was exhausted and exhausted, the birds he could summon were limited, and the small fight was meaningless and could not highlight the sense of ritual of the empress ascending the throne.
3: Do you hold the Zhenguo Sword and fly around the spiritual dragon?
1: People with royal blood can all hold the sword of the country.Moreover, the people's eyesight is limited, they cannot see it when flying too high or too low, and they circle the capital, making the palace attract sensationalism.
Huaiqing thought about that scene and felt it was too embarrassing.
Then you go to the sorcerer and Confucian Ah, they are fancy and whistle. I am just a vulgar martial artist... Xu Qi'an frowned:
Sorry, I have no choice.
1: Forget it!
In the imperial study room, Huaiqing put down the fragments of the floor books and sighed softly.
Qian Qingshu in the hall immediately said:
Your Highness, does Xu Yinluo have an idea?
He didn't recognize the fragments of the earth book, but just thought it was a magic weapon used to contact the Sitianjian.
Huaiqing shook his head slightly.
Liu Hong, the censor of the Zuodu, said:
If it really doesn't work, Zhao Shou showed a strange phenomenon of harmony between dragons and phoenixes when His Highness ascended the throne.
For such operations as auspicious signs, these civil officials have no choice but to seek help from extraordinary masters.Xu Qian had no choice but to find Zhao Shou.
Qian Qingshu pondered for a moment and said:
This method is OK, but the scene is a little lacking and is not deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Zhang Xingying’s rare words to the royal party boss:
Your Highness ascended the throne and opened the unsuccessful feat of our dynasty is extraordinary. This auspicious sign is, the greater the better.
What they want is the auspiciousness that shocks the capital.
The civil servants searched all the historical books and learned the operations of their predecessors. They found three methods in total. The harmony of dragons and phoenixes is the best, but Huaiqing was still not very satisfied.
Of course, if it is a natural vision, there will be many ways, but the vision does not mean it is auspicious.
In fact, most natural visions of large scale symbolize disasters.
For example, earth movement, lightning, thunder, and blood rushing into the sky...
……
The best auspicious sign, isn’t it because I carried you around the capital? I am the most famous auspicious beast in Dafeng... Xu Qi'an complained while putting down fragments of the book.
Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers and the fresh smell of plants and trees.
Looking around in shock, the room had already changed. Mu Nanzhi was lying among the flowers, colorful flowers and green grass grew from the bed and from the quilt.
Grow out of the bathtub, from the coffee table, from the column, from all wooden furniture.
At this moment, Xu Qian suspected that he was not sitting in the bedroom, but in the flower room.
This, this is simply outrageous... Xu Qi'an looked dull.
To be honest, this ability is rare even in the extraordinary realm, and the flower god is so terrifying.
He was worried about how to clean up the flowers and plants in the room, but suddenly he felt a move, and took out the fragments of the earth book again and started a private chat with Huaiqing:
Your Highness, I have a note, that when you ascend the throne, auspiciousness will be brought from heaven and recorded in history.
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