Pixiu Jia She in the Red Chamber

Ming Su and Jia She looked at each other, calm as usual, did not show any emotion, and continued to arrange his work, "Qintian Monitoring has calculated that there may be a severe drought this summer, you go back and think about it carefully. Come up."

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Jia She couldn't help being speechless again, and silently retreated to the side.

In the past, few people paid much attention to Qintian Monitoring. It is a weather forecast that is punctual and inaccurate, and a place that presides over the calendar and publishes the almanac.

It's different now, who doesn't know that Taoist Zhang of Qin Tianjian has great supernatural powers, so no one refute it, it can be said that he firmly believes.

The servant of the household department looked at Ming Su pitifully. Naturally, the disaster relief needs money from the household department, but where did the household department get the money.

Ming Su didn't wait for him to call him poor, and said, "If disaster relief is involved, let Ye Qinglu give you an idea."

Speaking of giving Ye Qinglu the official position of fifth-rank member Wailang, he ordered these individuals to retire.

It is also strange to say that several gods and men around His Majesty are surnamed Zhang.

The courtiers who can stand here to discuss matters are not only champions, but also Jinshi backgrounds, and all of them are well-educated. After they got out of the palace, a few people gathered together and murmured, insisting on the standards of novelists, to Ming A few capable people surnamed Zhang around Su made up a story—mysterious family.

"Zhang is a common surname. There are more than [-] places in Guangjunwang along the way. I don't know which side it is."

"Didn't you see that His Majesty put the smiling tiger in Guangzhou? Jin Jian Qianqiu came from Qujiang, Shaozhou."

"Zhang Jiuling is still not as good as Zhang Gongyi Jiuju Shize, but you should think about it more deeply. There are so many capable people coming out, I'm afraid it's Zhang Zifang's lineage."

Then several people fought over which one surnamed Zhang was stronger.

That scene was quite heated.

Jia Amnesty was the mourning hall for the news, after hearing this, he hated himself for not going to see it in person, and couldn't stop laughing, "I'm afraid someone will put my brother in the Buddhist hall to worship."

Ming Su: ...

"Speaking of which, there is nothing wrong with enshrining you." Jia Shexi rubbed his hands against him, and seeing that Ming Su hadn't moved, he moved over a lot, "Now when it comes to Jia's family, they all say that we have the style of Wang Xie in the past."

This is not a good word, but a mockery that the current court situation is like the clan politics of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Ming Su pinches his chin, "I look left and right, and I can't see that you look like Zhilan Yushu."

"Looking at the imperial court now, most of the military officers look up to my uncle and parents." Jia She said, "Some people are already very hard to see."

"Wang Xie is the leader, it is the current situation, not the original situation. The Jia family has the merits of following the dragon. If you and I are not in such a relationship, if I deal with the Jia family backhand, I will be the first to suffer. Is it possible that the Jia family will still serve as the new emperor's seal?" Although Ming Su asked a question, he had no doubts, and was rather sarcastic, "Many civil servants are attached to Lord Shi, and your two families It is not an exaggeration to call it Wang Xie."

Jia She smiled, "What's the relationship between you and me? Brother, why don't you tell me about this?"

Ming Su lost strength to him, so he was dragged over to give him two kisses, only to be let go, half angry and half hypoxic, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were as bright as fire, "Do you believe the guards dragged you out to beat him?" .”

"I don't believe it." Jia She touched his hot face, "Brother is too shy too easily, tell me, just our relationship... ouch!"

"Hehe." Ming Su took back Yu Ruyi who had smashed him, and said with a sneer, "If you have too much energy, go to Uncle and let him speed up."

The newcomers have been selected, and they should be kept for their own use as soon as possible before they are subdued by the old fox.

Jia Amnesty was scolded only once, and he didn't mean to catch up, but just said, "You don't have to change people away, it's better to move them with emotion than to move them with profit, what is more profitable than following His Majesty the Emperor?" There are more. If my brother was too lazy to be the emperor, these people would not follow the old master."

His Majesty the Emperor, who has always been fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, waved his hand, "Go and settle accounts, I want to sleep for a while."

"Oh." Jia Amnesty stood up, "You sleep on your bed, I'll go and play with Brother Ye."

As soon as he left, the servants followed, and the whole dormitory fell silent immediately.

Ming Su didn't seem to intend to undress, so she sighed softly, "Come out."

The curtain moved slowly, and a young man in black clothes came out out of thin air. He was born elegant and dignified, and he cupped his hands to persuade, "The emperor is trapped in the mortal world now. What's the point of being a ninety-five-year-old man? Besides, people are born, old, sick and die, you can't do it." I'm afraid there are still some strange things about cultivation, the right way is to return home with your subordinates. The family is full of waste, is the emperor willing to ignore the common people?"

This person is Yuheng Xingjun in Ziwei Imperial Court, the first star on the handle of the Big Dipper, Ming Su's most useful subordinate in the past.

"I still have some concerns, Gun Gun has already merged with the Dao of Heaven in this world, I'm afraid he won't be able to return with me." Ming Su shook his head, Jia She was killed by Dao of Heaven in the past, so he definitely doesn't want to go back.

In particular, he has a deep relationship with Jia Daishan and his uncle, and it is impossible to separate them suddenly.

"The emperor can go back first, will Pixiu still suffer?" Yuheng saw the scene just now clearly, and his tone became more gentle, "With Paixiu here, is this world still afraid of twists and turns? Wait until his fate is over. , is the emperor still afraid that there will be no time for reunion?"

It's really disappointing and a headache to survive untold hardships and survive the catastrophe, and to find the boss after all kinds of difficulties and dangers. In the end, the boss only focuses on his little wife.

"What you said is also reasonable." Ming Su couldn't distinguish between joy and sorrow, "You, like me, have a lot of restrictions, and your magic power is not good. It's better to pretend to be a mortal and follow me."

"Pixiu knows his subordinates, isn't the emperor afraid that he will be suspicious?"

In the past, these subordinates often drank and joked with the emperor, and Pixiu would show their fangs jealously at them.

Alas, it's still fun to be smaller, it's round like a dog, you can carry it around casually.

"It's okay, it's okay to recognize it, you just say that you were thrown out by the way of heaven."

Yuheng had no choice but to take orders.

Ming Su called Sanqi to come in, pointed at Yuheng and said, "The dark guard who used to be by my side, now let him protect me in the open, change his clothes, and give him a place to live."

Sanqi had heard about this kind of secret guard, who was a mysterious and powerful killer. He hurriedly led Yuheng down, and glanced at him from time to time, thinking that His Majesty was accompanied by such a gentle and handsome secret guard. Could it be that Rong Guogong Does the son not eat?Or does he simply not know?

What he didn't know was that after they left, Jia Amnesty came out from behind the pillar, with a deadpan expression on his face, looking like he was going to eat people.

Jia Amnesty had sensed Yu Heng's aura in the dormitory just now, so he took the opportunity to come out.

Sure enough, it was really the Chief Eunuch.

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