There is a dragon

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Facing the emperor's searching eyes, Ling Ze calmly said: "It is true, Ling Ze has never met Master's family, and I am afraid that he is long gone."

Ye Jingshu stared at Lingze closely, then laughed for a while and said, "The national teacher is right, it's better to solve the haunting of the palace in the northeast corner as soon as possible."

——The old master's part was actually made up by Ye Jingshu casually, but now Ling said that the old master's family had long since disappeared, and he was still so sure, Ye Jingshu became suspicious.

Ling is the only apprentice of the old master. The master's soul wanders in the palace all day long. How can a disciple remain indifferent?

It is said that the day Ye Jingshu broke into the Zhaixing Building a year ago was the time when the old national teacher passed away. Now that I think about it carefully, Ling Ze didn't seem to show any sadness or care from the beginning to the end. Is it because he already knew it, or he didn't care at all? ?

"Ling obeys." Ling bowed and said, "Master has already ascended into the sky, how can the palace people see him? Your Majesty is sure? It will take a year for Master to ascend to immortality. How can a cultivator do that?" Falling into a demonic barrier? Your Majesty, please invite the palace servants you have seen, but Ling absolutely does not believe that Master will do such a thing."

Ye Jingshu is not afraid to call witnesses, anyway, those who go in and come out are crazy.

As soon as he raised his hand, a little eunuch came to bring him over.It is said to be a gift, but it is actually a polite way of saying it. The palace man who has gone crazy has no idea who he is for a long time, and even if he asks a few questions, he can't answer the questions correctly. He is manic and agitated, and it is difficult to settle down.

Ye Jingshu stretched out his hand to invite: "National teacher please."

Ling nodded, approached the mad palace servant, and observed carefully.Most of these palace people's cheeks were sore, sensitive and agitated, Ling asked a few words, had a general idea in his mind, then raised his eyes to look at the emperor on the throne, and saw that he rested his chin on one hand, his eyelids were half-drooped, and a long hair hung down on both sides of his forehead Come on, take a closer look, the crown on the head seems to be a little crooked, and the head is slightly tilted to one side.

Ye Jingshu seemed too quiet.

It was raining sparsely outside the hall at unknown times, and the inner hall was not dried with incense. In such a humid weather, water droplets occasionally leaked from the gaps in the floor of the hall, and the clock in the corner made regular ticking sounds. Drops of water shake off with the sound of the bell.

After Ling Ze finished asking, the palace people immediately dragged him away, and in a blink of an eye, there were only the two of them left here.Ye Jingshu is so relieved that the two of them are alone?

The hand holding the jade handle was tightened quietly, Ling Ze turned his feet and walked slowly towards Ye Jingshu.

"Your Majesty?" Ling Ze called Ye Jingshu softly.

There was no response, and the people in the seat remained motionless.

Ling lowered his eyes and fell asleep, counting the bells silently in his heart, the long needle was drawn from the top to the bottom, and the surroundings were still silent.

Ling called again: "Your Majesty?"

Ye Jingshu's movements on the seat remained unchanged, still immersed in his sleep.

Walking lightly, the flowing cloud pattern on the hem swayed accordingly.When he got closer, he could clearly see that Ye Jingshu's eyes were black and blue, his sword eyebrows that were always raised in the past were unable to droop, his lips were pale, and his breathing was shallow and inaudible.

He stood in front of Ye Jingshu, bowed his head and said, "It's getting late, please rest early, Your Majesty."

Lingze waited for a while, then said to himself: "The rain is getting heavier, since His Majesty has not disagreed, then Lingze will assume His Majesty's permission." He turned around and wanted to walk away. The floor was wet and he didn't dare to walk too far. Come on, there is no handrail under the throne to hold on to, so I can only walk slowly.

A thunder suddenly sounded.

Ling Ze tilted his feet and fell backwards. Behind him was Ye Jingshu's desk. There were other things on it besides various booklets. It would hurt for a long time.In desperation, Ling Ze didn't care about his posture, and pushed his hands back, touching a solid and warm wall.

The whisk turned over, and the animal hair on the front of the jade handle covered Ye Jingshu's face.

"Your Majesty?" Ling opened his eyes wide, full of panic.

Ye Jingshu waved his hands, his nose was itchy from being pricked by the animal fur: "It's okay, you get up first."

Ling Ze's ears turned red, and he picked up the jade handle and took it away. The animal hair was too long, so he swept Ye Jingshu's face again.

Ye Jingshu: "..."

Ling Ze coughed in embarrassment: "That's it, that's it. Ling Ze has already remembered what His Majesty said. It's just that we need to find a sunny day for the method. After the Cold Clothes Festival, Ling Ze will set up an altar to practice."

Ye Jingshu rubbed his nose, and waved him away: "Just remember the national teacher."

Ling retreated, walked a few steps, turned back, and said: "I forgot to say, please remember one thing, the palace in the northeast corner is haunted by ghosts, and it is definitely not caused by the spirit of Master. Please order to clear up the rumors in the palace."

"I know."

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After leaving the palace gate, it was really stormy outside.

Nan Dou waited for him with an umbrella, and when he saw someone coming out, he quickly followed him, and lowered his voice: "My lord, there is another message from King Chu."

The sound of the rain was splashing, and splashes were splashed on the ground.The whisk waved back, and the rainwater wetted the animal fur on the tail, and the wetness dripped down.The rain all over the sky, filthy and dirty, will be washed clean in this rain and disappear without a trace.

Ling Ze said: "Let him go back to Beijing." After a pause, he added, "As soon as possible, Your Majesty won't wait long."

"Yes!" Surprise flashed in Nan Dou's eyes, and he waved his hand holding the umbrella, and the cold rain poured over his head, "Ouch!"

Ling didn't even look at him, and walked quickly to the Star Picking Tower.

"My lord, wait for me!"

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The thunder roared like a drum, and the two of them couldn't see each other clearly when they stood facing each other.

Jiang Mian was holding an umbrella in one hand. His umbrella was specially processed by the workshop at home. It was a bit heavy, and it was very stable in the strong wind and heavy rain.Xu Yuan next to him was not so lucky, the umbrella he brought from home was taken away by some careless person, so he had to borrow one from the porter.Such a small umbrella couldn't help the wind blowing, and it was blown crooked in just a few steps, almost flying him with him.

"Come here, I'll be with you." Jiang Mian beckoned, disliking Xu Yuan's umbrella, "Don't use it, you'll have to pay for a new one later."

The ribs of the umbrella were already a little skewed, Xu Yuan held the handle of the umbrella tightly with both hands, and pouted towards the eaves on one side.Jiang Mian understood, and immediately dragged her to the eaves to shelter from the rain.

"It's raining too much, it's almost snowing at this time of year." Jiang Mian straightened her clothes, turned her head and saw that Xu Yuan had been unable to fold the umbrella, and offered to help, "Your umbrella is too low-quality, isn't it?" , it won’t work if the rain is a little heavier.”

Xu Yuan nodded: "I can't."

He lowered his head to check the memorial in his arms, it was not soaked by rain, and the ink on it was still intact.

Jiang Mian fiddled with it for a long time, but the umbrella was still stubbornly holding on. He was so angry that he hit the umbrella on the porch: "Hey! Don't forget it! I'll pay for a new one later!"

Xu Yuan: "Okay."

Jiang Mian turned her head, "I'm just talking." Looking at his paralyzed face, he didn't want to listen to him jumping up word by word, and waved his hands, "Forget it, I'll see you where you are going."

"Ministry of Industry, and then the Palace of Political Affairs to face the Holy Spirit."

It has been raining non-stop these days, and it is getting bigger and bigger. There are many places in the middle of Beijing with water, and the water in the low-lying places has covered the feet and is close to the knees.

"Your Majesty won't go to court in this weather, and the people from the Ministry of Industry still come to the Yamen?" Jiang Mian also happened to have some important matters to deal with today, otherwise he didn't want to go out. It rained heavily for days, and Ye Jingshu felt that there was no such thing as important enough to hold a court meeting. Discuss, let each department make their own arrangements, as long as the matter is handled well.

Xu Yuan said: "Your Majesty has reduced the expenditure of the Ministry of Industry, and there are several sums of money that need to be confirmed."

"Reduction?" This is strange. As we all know, the minister of the Ministry of Industry is the direct line of the direct line. Ye Jingshu has always been responsive to Lou Xinming, giving him whatever he wants, and even subsidized a lot in private. Why did he suddenly start reducing the number of the Ministry of Industry? Got the money?

Xu Yuan responded slowly: "I also received a notice suddenly, saying that it will be next year, next year, and the Ministry of Industry should not give too much money."

"Next year too?" Jiang Mian guessed, "Could it be reserved for the Pingshan Tunnel? But the tunnel won't be completed in a short time, right? Besides, if you don't pay the Ministry of Works, you plan to make them work for nothing?"

"I don't know." Xu Yuan has no interest in exploring, he is just following orders, and he will not refuse a plan that can save money.

The courtyard of the Ministry of Industry is in front of you, Xu Yuan said hello: "I'll go first."

"I'll wait for you." Jiang Mian sat down at the concierge, asked for some tea with the person on duty, and warmly exchanged greetings: "Brother, do you keep bathing here?"

"Hugh," said the duty officer, "Master Chen hasn't been here for a few days."

Chen Yiyi has gone to Pingshan and is working hard there.

Jiang Mian bowed his head to drink tea, the idiots in the Ministry of Industry must have worked harder, Xu Yuan would not agree to give more salary.

Speaking of the fact that other departments can take vacations, the concierge is also very depressed: "If it weren't for Princess Dekang, brothers wouldn't have to come every day."

"Princess Dekang?" Jiang Mian wondered, "What is she here for? This is not something she can come here. Does His Majesty care?"

"Master Lou is not here, and His Majesty doesn't know what's going on, and no one cares."

Is Lou Xinming here?

Jiang Mian wanted to ask something, but saw Xu Yuan come out.In addition to the booklet he brought himself, there is another book in his hand, followed by a person, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, whose face cannot be seen clearly.

Xu Yuan glanced back to make sure that someone followed, and said, "Let's go to the Yizheng Palace."

Who is that?Jiang Mian made a gesture to ask.

"Princess Dekang." Xu Yuan's complexion was not very good-looking, and he said coldly, "I'm going to face the saint."

"Where is Lou Shangshu?" Jiang Mian asked, "I heard from the concierge that he is not here."

Xu Yuan handed him the brochure: "Princess said, she has something to ask the Ministry of Industry, the money is not enough."

Xu Yuan didn't say any more, Jiang Mian understood, he was asking for money.