The changing hands of the emperor of the wine doctor

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Rong Feng grinned, wrapped his arms around his mother's neck and kissed her, "Hello."

Finally agreed, Wei Minglang had already prepared for the worst before coming, if there was a disagreement, he would have to bite the bullet and fight against Feng Zhuyun.Maybe he is overthinking his abilities, but this country must be inherited by a legitimate person.After that, things will be easy to handle.

Feng Zhuyun watched Li Xuan leave, presumably the guests in the backyard had already left.

Feng Zhuyun guessed right, when he returned to Taolin, the cup of tea on the table was already cold.He asked Feng Xiner: "Are you all honest?"

Feng Xin'er smiled emotionally, "Yes, she is a good girl. Chang Ge will be happy if she follows her."

That's enough.

She tried to ask Kun Zhanqun, how fast is your speed? You can get what she wants in three different places, the grassland, Suzhou, and the imperial palace, within seven days at the same time.

Kun Zhan smiled calmly, "I only went to the imperial palace in person. As for the grassland and Suzhou, I entrusted my friends to do it. However, I am really surprised. You want these things, so it turns out that this."

"Yes." Liu Changge sewed it stitch by stitch. It was a wine bag.Wine bag, what a familiar word.Of course, she didn't sew wine bags for herself, but for Qingqian.

Feng Wuzi said, and Qingqian quit drinking for her.Originally, this incident was something to be happy about, but Feng Wuzi had something else to say, and she was shocked when she heard it.Then came the heartache!

I personally sew wine bags for you, and you can drink as much wine as you want in the future.You can't live without wine, I can't live without you, I want us to be happy every day together.

Qingqian... Her hands trembled suddenly, blood dripped on the wine bag, seeping through the sheepskin.

☆、Chapter 32

In fact, she also has a serious curiosity, which refers to what she cares about.What she cares about is the scroll of bamboo slips in her hand.She was hesitating whether to open it and take a look. The scriptures written on it were written stroke by stroke by her mother.

Although she left Southern Xinjiang that night, she knew it was a fluke.If Fu Jinyue didn't interrupt Kuang Yuan, I'm afraid she would have...

The exhausted internal energy has only recovered half of it, and the middle of the night is the time for her to endure the pain.This is the so-called sequelae.

Baili Qingqian's face was pale, fine beads of sweat slid down her cheeks.She was still holding the bamboo slips in her hands, she wanted to read them! No matter what, she had to know what scriptures this was.

She took a sip of herbal tea and carefully unfolded the bamboo slips.But I heard a whisper: "Don't open it!"

Baili Qing looked at the prestige, but it was An Yi: "Why?"

An Yizhi hurried forward and snatched the bamboo slips.He knew that Baili Qingqian was curious about what was written on it, but he had heard it before.The Buddha has a double face, one side is kind and compassionate, which is to save all living beings.The other side is the ferocious fangs, aimed at all evil people.

Baili Qingqian listened to An Yizhi's explanation, and smiled lightly, "What if the Buddha has thousands of faces? I am neither a good person nor a wicked person. So this scripture is invalid for me. Bring it here. "

"No." An Yizhi can't take risks.If Baili Qingqian had an accident after reading the scriptures on the bamboo slips, how should he face the princess.

Her outstretched hand froze in the air, and it took her a long time to put it down. She pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard that Mr. An has read poetry and books and is knowledgeable, so can you comprehend this scripture? I don't want to read it, you give it to me." How about an explanation?"

An Yizhi doesn't know martial arts, and it doesn't matter if he reads the scriptures.Even if something happens, she can stop it instantly.

Of course An Yizhi understood what she meant, since Baili Qingqian had this intention, he obeyed.He unfolded the bamboo slips and read the scriptures from beginning to end.Surprisingly, he was fine.

The content of this scripture is to say why the Buddha saved all sentient beings, and what is the essential difference between the results of good people and the results of evil people.The final conclusion is that there is a difference between good and evil, and the righteousness between gain and loss.

An Yizhi was stunned for a moment, and the scriptures in his hand were snatched away.

Baili Qingqian glanced calmly, she is fine.Could it be that she hasn't figured out the implication here?

Fu Yuanqing cared so much about this bamboo slip that he wished he could look at it a few times every day.Impossible to be fake.

She couldn't figure it out, if she couldn't understand the general idea of ​​this scripture, she wouldn't be able to save her father.She thoroughly analyzed the scriptures on the bamboo slips, and found that it was really a very common scripture.It is also the most common one in Buddhist scriptures.

It seems that I have to go back and ask my mother. My mother must know the mystery of the scriptures.

It would be superfluous to come to An Yizhi, it turned out that Miss Baili was restless.Only those who are restless have no extra thoughts to penetrate the scriptures. "Does Miss Baili miss the princess?"

Baili Qingqian misses Changge very much. There is only one thing she doesn't know recently, and that is the cause of the emperor's death.If you can't see the emperor's body, it will be difficult to find out the truth.

Baili Qingqian nodded and said: "The new emperor has ascended the throne, and the court is stable. On the way to escort Rong Feng back, Wei Minglang did not act. This shows that the timing he was waiting for was not here, but that he wanted to put Rong Feng under control after he ascended the throne." I'm a puppet. What's An Xiang's opinion?"

An Yizhi sneered: "He wants to cover the sky with one hand, it's impossible. As long as I'm in court for a day, I won't let him get his wish."

Baili Qingqian asked with a smile: "But you don't have a single soldier in hand, how can you fight against him who has millions of soldiers?"

An Yizhi walked to the table, turned on the lamp and frowned, "Miss Baili is so good at predicting things, how can I and other ordinary people be able to compare with them. Even if you don't leave the house, you can figure it out. Wei Minglang will lead an army of 50 to the border in seven days. , to fight with Southern Xinjiang."

Baili Qingqian smiled indifferently: "Fighting, why are you building so much?"

An Yizhi turned and stared at her: "Of course it's to find a high-sounding reason for the rebellion!"

If Wei Minglang wins the southern border, he will be the master of the game.May I ask, in this dynasty, who else dares to contend with him?

Or, if he died on the battlefield, he could still gain the reputation of dying for his country.Or, he returned victorious and took the opportunity to kick off the remaining veins of the Liu family and change the dynasty.

Southern Border's troops were too weak, if Wei Minglang sent his troops southward, it would be like picking something out of a pocket if he wanted to wipe out Southern Border in one fell swoop.Didn't the impregnable Bancheng of the Western Regions also collapse under the iron cavalry of the Central Plains?How long did it take for Southern Xinjiang to rise?

If it wasn't for the King of Southern Border being good at using Gu, this would be something that the Central Plains would be more afraid of.With less than 50 troops alone, it is impossible to compete with the Central Plains.Sooner or later it will fail.

It's just that Wei Minglang didn't fight sooner or later, but he had to wait for the new emperor to take the throne, and he obviously wanted to tell the world.He has made great contributions to the imperial dynasty, expanded its borders and plundered its land, and is the most loyal man in the world.If the little emperor had an accident in the palace, he could be promoted to a high position logically.

Wei Minglang's wishful thinking is really clinking!

Baili Qingqian didn't expect this, but she didn't want to participate in the affairs of the country.She was also sure that Wei Minglang would not win.Even if millions of troops attacked the southern border together, Wei Minglang might not have much chance of winning.

The king of Southern Xinjiang lived in Shura Mountain for a long time, and those mysterious medicine figurines were not just for fun.Unless, unless Wei Minglang uses the batch of terracotta warriors that the emperor brought back from Broken Soul Island, his chances of winning are slim.

However, she suddenly smiled. Her own affairs have not been resolved, let alone the affairs of the country.However, she didn't know where her mother had gone.Mother's whereabouts have always been elusive, if she doesn't want to show up, no one can know her whereabouts.

The sky was gray, with heavy clouds covering the sun.

Changge has a simple and elegant face, with swollen and sore eyes.She didn't sleep well last night. She leaned against her father's tomb, touched the cold stone tablet, and cried for half the night.

She couldn't control it, she couldn't bear to think of the happy time in the past.

However, the father has also changed, becoming suspicious and suspicious.But in her heart, her father was still the loving father who held her in his palm.

When she was crying, she saw a familiar figure.