Red Mansions Quick Pass Negligence Records

As long as those cultivators who have opened their eyes look at Miyagi, they can't ignore the ~thick~big~ beam of light that shoots up into the sky-not to mention competing with the sun, it's true that they can't look directly at it for a long time.

This beam of light is the dragon spirit that the emperor is carrying now, and the manifestation of the dynasty's luck.

A monk whose realm has reached the level of detachment, such as Lu Zhen's senior brother Wang Pan, plotting against the emperor is not good for the price; while a monk who has not reached the detachment level, directly plotting against the emperor must have no good fruit.

Thinking about Lu Zhen's deduction under the guise of a cover, but it is slightly involved in the emperor, and the life of the person she is relying on will be cut in half, and another person will either die immediately or his cultivation level will plummet... In short, it is a high price at the level of vomiting blood, so I want to pass " "Metaphysics" to calculate the emperor, but at the same time must take a detour, such as the next medicine...

The emperor was successfully recruited by several medicines used to restrain each other before, but the emperor was far from being injured. Even without the antidote concocted by Wang Pan, the emperor could fully recover within a year or two; Yuan Chun, who was in a hurry to give birth, willingly took the secret medicine. As a result, two people died, and the emperor was unscathed.

In fact, this is one of the benefits of being lucky. It is basically impossible to succeed in dealing with the emperor with "creepy ways".

For a great monk at Wang Pan's realm, the backlash caused by leaking the heavenly secrets is not even a tickle, so before the emperor's confidants arrived, he said, "The emperor can be completely confident, relying on luck and ignoring evil techniques." "Say it clearly.

After everyone arrived, he closed his eyes and settled down as if no one else was there—he was broadcasting live to his little junior sister how the emperor... assigned tasks in an orderly manner.

Lu Zhen rubbed Xiao Hei while watching, and he was very excited, "The emperor is like a volcano that is about to erupt at any time, so he can still give orders to his confidants relatively peacefully...I feel uncomfortable for him."

Wang Pan smiled and said, "I'll have fun watching it later."

With the elder brother here, Lu Zhen doesn't bother to figure it out at all now, "Which concubine's IQ is offline?" Her client is only Yuan Chun. Yuan Chun's mother and son are fine, and the emperor is fine. thought.

Wang Pan didn't understand that the little junior sister wanted to be lazy again, "I'll make a joke first." It's not so much a joke, it's better to say that I can't explain clearly.

After a while, the emperor dismissed the meeting with a blank expression on his face. Most of his confidantes—most of whom were dedicated to doing dirty work for the emperor and who knew a lot of secrets—resigned one after another. The emperor took some time to adjust his emotions before He ordered the eunuch to invite the queen.

The secret medicine spread in front of the emperor, which cannot be disclosed to the public, was handed in by the empress, and the empress... learned from her natal family that this magical thing is actually harmful.

Of course, the medicine was not directly carried into the palace by the queen's family, but the queen ordered someone to get it from a certain Taoist woman who was said to be quite effective and often went to the rich and powerful.Therefore, before walking to the Qianqing Palace, the queen murmured in her heart: plead with her mother's family, please forgive me, it will be possible...

But when the queen stepped into the palace gate, she glanced over and saw not only His Majesty, but also the national teacher sitting behind the censer... The censer was dimly smoked, which made the national teacher feel ecstatic, as if she was about to soar into heaven. go.

The queen's throat tightened immediately, and she had a bad feeling.

However, the queen is the queen after all, and when meeting the emperor, she exhausted all her life's concentration and comforted herself: To distinguish the secret medicine, it is indeed best for the national teacher to be present.

Wang Pan seems immovable as a mountain, but he has actually seen through the queen's thoughts: I have to say that the queen's initial premonition was extremely accurate, and he stayed because the emperor asked him to "handle" him as a lie detector.

As for the reason why the emperor trusted Wang Pan so much, it was because Wang Pan told the emperor that the lineage of the national teacher was completely inseparable from the emperor.Anyway, as a national teacher, he hoped that Emperor Weijia would return to the world, so that he and his disciples could go to heaven as soon as possible.

The emperor apparently believed it.For monks, Qian Quan is really something outside of them. Their most likely and only goal is to seek the Tao, and it is not bad to say that they become stronger.

Lu Zhen also ridiculed, "This statement can't be more true to your cheap disciples." Without the bonus of vigorous dragon energy, the disciples of the former national teacher can't even break through the current state, "To you... ...It can only be said that talking is better than nothing?"

Wang Pan said with a smile: "The emperor can really become an emperor through the ages, and I have a small benefit. Mosquito legs are also meat." Dabai beside him also gave a soft "woo" and shook his big tail in response.

Wang Pan was talking and laughing with his younger junior sister, which didn't delay him from dealing with business: well, the queen knows everything this time, and every sentence is true, and she didn't hide half of her words and half of her intentionally misleading.

Who told her that the spices she configured had already cheated the emperor once?The last time Emperor Shengming knew that she made an unintentional mistake and did not pursue it. How could he behave badly this time?Confessions are the minimum.What's more, her natal family did it on purpose: she was worried that she hadn't had "good news" for many years, was stimulated by Concubine Jia's pregnancy, and was bewitched by someone who cared about her.

The eunuch sent away the queen who was a little weak due to sweating, and the emperor rubbed his slightly throbbing temples, silently looking at Wang Pan.

Wang Pan smiled slightly, "The queen couldn't be more sincere."

The emperor also felt the same way, with a national teacher plus a layer of insurance, he could feel more at ease.After a little deliberation, the emperor asked again, "The culprit...does the national teacher teach me?"

Wang Pan replied: "In the northwest, they are relatives of His Majesty by blood."

This is not what the emperor expected... It is a pity that there is no evidence, otherwise he would have been brought to justice.

The emperor took a deep breath, "Thank you, Imperial Teacher."

Wang Pan didn't take credit for it, "Your Majesty has made a plan long ago, and I don't even count it as icing on the cake." After a pause, he solemnly persuaded, "Your Majesty should follow the kingly way, and win with integrity."

The emperor nodded: he thought so too.

Coming out of Qianqing Palace, in the eyes of everyone, the national teacher is going back to the Zhaixing Building, but in fact Wang Pan is getting bored with his junior sister again.

At this time, the emperor and empress were full of worries, but Yuan Chun woke up in the afternoon, holding her pink and tender son, completely emptying her head, as happy as having the whole world.

Baoqin came forward with the glutinous meat porridge, "Eleventh Prince is very sensible. His Majesty has seen it when the empress is resting. His Highness does not cry or make trouble. His Majesty just laughs when he teases him."

A baby who hasn't been born for three days will know how to please his father just because he teases him, but it's just a little response to the father who always hears and feels when he is still in the mother's womb.

Five days later, Yuanchun completely turned the corner, and the Jia family's heart that had been hanging for a long time finally fell to the ground: from the mouth of the zither that came out of the palace to report to the child, they learned that "both mother and child are safe."

Jia's mother showed a sincere smile, and Mrs. Wang even recited the Buddha in public.

If the empress is gone, the little prince will have to be taken away by other empresses in a few days.Being kind in the palace is absolutely inferior to raising kindness, so everyone in the Jia family knew that the safety of the empress was very important for the family to prosper as a royal son and mother.

And Baochai, feeling happy from Jia Mu, thought about it silently after returning home, especially staring at the bright red rope on his wrist: Otherwise, I should also ask the Buddha and Bodhisattva?

For Aunt Xue, her daughter is still inferior to her son. Even if she knows that ten sons may not be as good as her daughter in terms of intelligence and means, she is willing to be obedient to her daughter when there is no conflict of interest.

It was rare for Xue Pan to be at home that day. He heard that his sister was going to worship in the temple. He took the initiative to invite Ying and took his sister to one of the most incensed temples in Beijing—in fact, the temple most sought after by the rich and powerful in Beijing is the lineage of the National Teacher. The Taoist temple where it is located is just the place where the sect of the national division is always guarded by the imperial army, and it is difficult for "idle people" like the Jia family and the Xue family to get close.

It's a coincidence, or it can be said that the fate caused by the red thread is destined to be fulfilled. Baochai got out of the carriage, and when her brother went to arrange a vegetarian meal, she was suddenly blocked by a person. Stretching out her wrist... Baochai glanced at it subconsciously: that red thread is exactly a pair with her wrist!

Just now Baochai was still full of lawsuits, she got off the car and stood by the side of the road, her sleeves were caught by plum tree branches, and half of her wrists were exposed, she didn't realize it.

The eldest girl, Ying'er, stood on the other side of her, because of the crowd, she was somewhat nervous...and she didn't notice.

Baochai stared blankly at the other party's wrist for a while, and finally came to her senses, her head buzzed, and then she felt hot all over: she knew her face must be too red to look at.

After a while, the other party grabbed the arm with the red rope, and she heard the other party ask, "Which family are you from?"

This...is too abrupt!

Baochai thought too much in her heart, so her mouth became dry and she was speechless for a long time.

The other party didn't seem to want to grab her, but turned to Ying'er, "Which family does your girl belong to? I'm anxious," he coughed lightly, "I'm in a hurry to come to propose marriage."

Baochai just felt dizzy for a while, it is not an exaggeration to say that the world was spinning, she was so hung up that she didn't fall down...

And Ying'er is stronger than her family's young lady, and she can ask boldly, "Which family are you from?"

The other party said concisely, "Zhongshun Palace."

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Weekends... it's even later cough cough.