Empress Reborn

It is not difficult to deal with a person who is illiterate, vain, impulsive and can't tell the truth.What's more, Wen Huaiyi had been in her hands in her previous life, and Li Lingyue was even more adept at dealing with it.This time, she didn't want to use the unmeasurable and brutal method of sending a palace maid to kill him in her previous life, she wanted to let him kill himself without bloodshed.

Wen Huaiyi's biggest backer was the Emperor of the Holy God. As long as the Emperor of the Holy God no longer favored him, then with his past style, the dignitaries of the current dynasty would definitely make trouble for him.Li Lingyue knew that many people in the court were waiting for the day when he would lose power, and she also knew that even if she didn't do it, that day would eventually come.But she couldn't wait any longer, she needed to go out as soon as possible to make meritorious deeds and start a mansion, and absorb the forces openly and aboveboard!She stretched out her hand, pushing this hateful but pitiful person closer to the black whirlpool.

"What's wrong with that old man? Zhaijia is really blind!" Wen Huaiyi ate the grapes peeled by his disciples, but his mouth felt a little sour. "Bah!" He rudely spat the grapes on the ground. Shen Nanmiao in Luoyang Palace was sullen, "My face just climbed onto the bed of Zhaijia, so that Zhaijia didn't even summon me! He's just an old doctor, huh, he still has the face to build Mingtang?!"

He cursed angrily, and when the little novice standing in front of him heard the last sentence, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he approached flatteringly and said, "What the abbot said is absolutely true, the bright hall is the symbol of the emperor's power, and only you, the abbot, are the most suitable person. How can an old man be qualified to build a bright hall."

Wen Huaiyi snorted angrily, "Jianmingtang? When it's finished, I'll burn it down! Go get someone to take a sack and teach that farm slave a lesson at night!"

"Yes!" The little novice replied with a smile, but he was not in a hurry to leave, "Abbot, what you said just now made me think of a way."

"Let's hear it." Wen Huaiyi beckoned to him, and the little novice lowered his voice and whispered in his ear, "If Tian Chenu builds a bright hall in the future, the saint will definitely favor him. Why don't you cause him some trouble and let him He messed up his own way, and you recommend yourself to put it down, when the sage sees you strategizing and putting down the chaos, he will definitely look at you with admiration!"

"It seems to make sense." Wen Huaiyi twitched his lips, "But how do we do it?"

The corner of the little novice's lips twitched, "Didn't you just say you wanted to burn it with a fire?"

Wen Huaiyi bared his teeth, he patted the little novice on the shoulder, and praised: "I can't see that you are really smart. Well, I will leave this matter to you, and I will reward you for a good job!"

"Thank you abbot!" The little novice bowed happily, with a cold light in his drooping eyes.

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Dark clouds pressed down on Los Angeles, the sky was gray, and the low air pressure hovered in the hall.

"The turmoil in Tubo has not been settled, and troubles have occurred in Turkic recently. Dear friends, please tell me what you think." The emperor of the Holy Spirit sat on the high throne, his eyes were stern.

Below her head, the ministers of all parties lowered their heads, some were thinking, some were in panic, the war in Tubo had already dispatched several veteran generals who had experienced many battles, and there is currently a lack of people in the court and a shortage of military personnel , but I don't know what to do.

"I would like to relieve the saint's worries!" In the silence, a military officer wearing a hip-missing shirt came out. This person was Su Muzhen, a handsome young man in the eyes of others, and the most suitable in everyone's hearts. The candidate for the expedition, she followed Wang Fangyi, Cheng Wuting and others to conquer the Turks many times at a young age, and made many meritorious deeds. She is really a young talent.

"You?" The Holy Emperor looked down at her, looked at the only woman under the hall, and said lightly, "I see."

The Emperor of the Holy Spirit stopped talking, and the place became quiet again, suddenly a palace servant hurried in, Shangguan Wan'er stopped him, and after hearing what the man reported softly, Wan'er stared blankly, waved back The palace servant turned around and whispered to Wu Yan: "Zhaijia, something happened to Mingtang."

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The fire enveloped the entire palace, and the heat flowed towards the face along the direction of the wind. Wen Huaiyi looked at Shen Nanmiao who was standing in front of the Ming Hall panicked like an ant in a hot pot, and couldn't help feeling nervous. He approached Shen Nanmiao, and while the other party didn't notice, He kicked his foot down, "My mage's calculations are really good, you farmer's slave is really a curse! Even a cloudy day can burn down the bright hall!"

Shen Nanmiao lay on the ground, frowning slightly on his drooping head. The appearance of Wen Huaiyi woke him up. The fire was not a natural disaster.He stared at the monk who was shining brightly at night, and saw the ruffian contempt on his face that didn't match his cassock, so he couldn't help but frowned, "Master Wen, aren't you afraid of me telling the Zhai family?"

Wen Huaiyi was startled, and then kicked again, "It's really funny, you made a mistake, and you want to blame me!"

Shen Nanmiao was weak at first, but after being kicked by him, he knocked his head to the ground, and fainted from the pain and panic.

"Useless old man." Wen Huaiyi sneered, and the little novice next to him couldn't help worrying when he saw it, "Abbot, although this man is useless, the saint is pampering him right now. If the saint believes in this thief regardless of right and wrong, How are you doing?"

A contemptuous smile condensed on his face, Wen Huaiyi frowned, several days of indifference had already made him unable to believe his position in front of the Holy Emperor, the words of the little novice were like cold water pouring on his head, and he instantly shuddered. Han, "You... what do you think I should do?"

People who don't have a mind are easy to fool.The little novice satirized in his heart, but his face was full of consideration. He looked at Wen Huaiyi, seemed to have struggled before gritted his teeth and said, "Abbot, only dead people don't talk nonsense."

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt suddenly flashed across the gray sky, and the white light shone on Wen Huaiyi's better face, but it was hideous from a distance. There are countless rich businessmen and weak women in his hands, and now one more middle-aged doctor is nothing to a cruel person like him.He glanced at the little novice, and the little novice understood, and asked the rest of the disciples to throw the unconscious Shen Nanmiao into it.

The thunder stopped, the wind did not stop, and the fire was still burning in this silent night.

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"Fill the water and turn off the fire!" Wen Huaiyi slapped the servant on the head who was standing beside him. He ordered in a hurry, and when he saw that the other party was still shocked, he kicked him again, "Hurry up!" He raised his head and looked at the The sky, where there was only black mist but no raindrops, spat, "Damn it! If the thunder stops, the wind will blow and there won't be any rain, which makes me so tired!"

"Boom!" As soon as the words fell, another thunderbolt struck. Wen Huaiyi was taken aback, thinking that God blamed it, so he hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground, muttering, "God don't blame, God don't blame, slave There is no heart in the mouth, and there is no heart in the mouth.”

"Waiyi?"

He was thinking about something, but he heard a woman calling him in a deep voice, and when he turned his head, he saw the Holy God Emperor being supported by everyone, his face pale.Wen Huaiyi was surprised, but he was not completely stupid, knowing that he bowed to the emperor, "My little monk has seen Zhai's house!"

The emperor of the Holy Spirit showed a gentle face, and he called him to stand up, thinking in his heart: Huai Yi must be praying to the heavens, hoping that the fire will be extinguished as soon as possible.

Seeing the emperor's smiling face, Wen Huaiyi heaved a sigh of relief. He stood up and watched the fine raindrops fall from the sky. He hurriedly walked to Wu Mao's side and took the oil-paper umbrella from the palace servant to cover the emperor.

"Where's Nan Miao?" The Emperor of the Holy Spirit asked softly as he inspected the people walking hurriedly in front of him.

"This..." The smile on Wen Huaiyi's face froze. Although he didn't regret doing something bad, he felt guilty when faced with the emperor's questioning.

With his hesitation, the Emperor of the Holy Spirit suddenly came to his senses, squinted and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Boom!"

There was another thunderclap, and the drizzle condensed and poured down suddenly.

"Crackling, crackling." Shangguan Wan'er's face was indifferent, but she couldn't help but sigh slightly in her heart: It seems that she might catch a cold tonight.But just when she thought that the heavy rain was about to fall on her head and wet her clothes, a beautiful figure moved over, and the oil paper fan painted with plum blossoms covered her head. Nodded his head.The cold rain turned into a spring breeze in an instant, and even though the night was slightly cool, she was still warm.

"Ah Yue, you are here too." The Holy Emperor said softly without turning his head.Li Lingyue replied, "Yes, my daughter saw that Mingtang was glowing red, so she came over to take a look."

The Holy Emperor was silent.

At this time, I saw a little novice staggering over, bowed down with a puff, "Holy...Saint, please...please forgive me!"

"Boom!" The sound of thunder fell with the torrential rain, and Wen Huaiyi's heart was in a turmoil. He expected that there would be no good things for the little novice to come out at this time, so before the other party said much, he reprimanded him, "Bold! You actually disturbed the holy car , still not backing down!"

The little novice stared at him in horror, and kowtowed to the emperor, "Saint, this fire... Minister Shen..."

"Shut up!" Sure enough, something was wrong, Wen Huaiyi had a killing intent, he held the umbrella and wanted to hit the little novice monk, but was stopped by Wu Yan, who glanced at him indifferently, "Huaiyi, let him speak."

Wen Huaiyi withdrew reluctantly.The little novice said in panic again: "Saint Mingjian, this matter is all ordered by the abbot, and has nothing to do with the little monk. The little monk will never have the courage to destroy the Ming hall, kill... kill people."

Wu Yan narrowed his eyes, "Murder?"

"Boom!"

Wen Huaiyi's face turned pale under the lightning, and he struggled, "Nonsense...nonsense!" His wrist loosened, and the umbrella almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Li Lingyue caught it quickly and covered the rain for his mother.

The heavy rain poured down, and the red fire was defeated, revealing the scorched ruins.Wu Yan looked up and sighed quietly, "Nan Miao is there."

Wen Huaiyi's heart trembled, only to hear the Holy God Emperor say again: "Huaiyi, I can tolerate your petty temper, but you really shouldn't be moved to destroy Mingtang."

With a "plop", Wen Huaiyi fell into the rain, the mud splashed on the luxurious monk robe, he cried and begged, but this time Wu Yan didn't smile, she just turned around, "Ah Yue, it's up to you. "