virtuous king

After sending Zhang Yuan away, she went back to the bedroom to change clothes, Chu Xiao was still sleeping, a little girl like bean sprouts, sleeping more unrestrainedly than elders - the red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water told her to twist into a twist Riding on a rope, I don't know what sweet dreams I'm having at this moment, pouted my mouth and smashed it twice, smirking with my neck stuck, leaving a large pool of saliva on the pillow.

Luckily I didn't actually come back to hang out with her last night.

My waist was probably strained when I got up in the morning, and I caught up with a stiff neck and lack of sleep. So when I changed out of a set of clothes, my waist, neck, and arms all ached, and my legs began to flutter. I sat at the table and waited. Wait, there is no shadow of the beans.

"Douzi! Douzi—where is the safflower oil that the king wants?" I called out, and Douzi appeared in response.

"Forgive me, Your Highness. The safflower oil has already been delivered to Mr. Liu." When Douzi entered the room, he was holding a bowl of hot soup in his hand. Seeing me looking at him, he pushed the soup bowl in front of me like a treasure: "This is Prepared for Your Highness."

I looked down, mother, this is a big bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup mixed with ginseng and deer penis.

The slightly sour and bitter taste came into my nostrils, I looked at the soup bowl and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, before saying, "Douzi, you misunderstood, the safflower oil is what the king wants..."

"Oh, it's the servant who didn't think carefully." Douzi interrupted me, his eyes suddenly lit up: "It should be sent to His Highness, so that His Highness can personally administer the medicine to Young Master Liu."

My waist hurt even more from his words. After a long while, I smiled dryly and stretched out my hand to push the soup bowl back: "Heh, heh, my king doesn't need this thing, so I'll give it to you."

Dou Zi suddenly said: "Your Highness is indeed... indeed brave."

"..." I couldn't hold back and flipped the table over: "Get out! Get out immediately!"

"Uncle Huang..." I woke up Chu Xiao with the loud sound of lifting the table, the girl wrinkled her face and shrank into the quilt, she looked much more well-behaved than when she was sleeping just now: "Uncle Huang is bullying people again."

"This king didn't bully him..." In the middle of speaking, I caught a glimpse of Douzi's back rolling and scrambling out of the corner of my eye, and saw the broken wooden table under my feet, so I stopped and didn't continue talking.

"Uncle Huang, I'm hungry." Chu Xiao said again, probably because she just woke up, her voice sounded a little hoarse, I couldn't afford to offend this little ancestor, so she turned her head and ordered people to prepare breakfast.

Half an hour later, I gnawed steamed buns with Chu Xiao with my broken waist: "What are you going to do after breakfast?"

Chu Xiao bit her chopsticks and pondered for a while, folded her hands together and looked at me expectantly, "I want to see the emperor's uncle's paternity!"

"...What do you want to see?"

"I want to see the emperor's uncle's pet servant!"

I couldn't hold her back, so I had no choice but to respond sadly: "Okay, my king will take you to see it later."

After getting permission, Chu Xiao cheered, holding a piece of hibiscus cake in her hands and gnawed it like a little hamster, and raised her head from time to time to urge me: "Hurry up, Uncle Huang, take me to see it after eating!"

I quietly slowed down the speed of picking up vegetables.

Just after Si time, I told Uncle Li to call more than [-] people to stand in a row in the backyard, while Chu Xiaowo was drinking tea in the imperial concubine chair, and I stood aside to fan her.

"One, two, three..." "24, 25, Uncle Emperor, why is there one less?"

I glanced at the crowd without much interest, frowned and asked Uncle Li, "Where's Liu Yanqing?"

Uncle Li glanced sideways at my waist, and said in a low voice, "Return to Your Highness, I didn't call him because of Young Master Liu's health."

"Who allowed him to be lazy!" He, Liu Yanqing, slept on a high pillow and soft bed all night, how comfortable it was, but now he has the nerve to wake up later than me who sleeps on the cold floor?Hearing Uncle Li's words, I was immediately overwhelmed by jealousy and anger, slapped the table and growled in a low voice: "What time is it, hurry up and drag him up to me!"

Uncle Li slipped on his feet, turned his head and rushed to get Liu Yanqing to get up for a meeting.

"Uncle, don't be angry." Seeing me slapping the table angrily, Chu Xiao hurriedly jumped off the imperial concubine chair to hold my hand, turned her head to look at the table with pity and love, and said softly: "This table belongs to Huanghuali. It's a pity that the filming was bad."

I decided not to take her word for it.

"Guys, I'm just curious to take a look. I don't mean anything malicious." Seeing that I ignored her, Chu Xiao stretched out her hand and rubbed her face, then turned to look at the twenty or so beauties with gentle smiles: "Please sign up first. Bar."

So from the [-]st, I introduced myself one by one.

When the first two spoke, I wasn't very interested. It wasn't until the fourth came up that I thought of listening carefully. I haven't recognized these people all the time, so I might as well make a note of them today so that I can prepare for their dismissal in the future.

"Poverty Taoist No. [-], ranked fifteen..." Unexpectedly, the fourteenth girl twisted her waist in front of me and just stepped down, when a young man in a gray robe came up and called me a Daoist title.

I picked my ear: "Wait, what did you just call yourself?"

"Return to Your Highness, you poor man." The child was very well-behaved, and immediately raised his voice to answer when he heard the question, and I was stunned by the side.

Be darling, there are surprises everywhere in life - this prince of Chu Jiu, who snatched the boy's favor, actually snatched it from a Taoist priest. Judging by the handsome appearance of this little Taoist priest, he is only 16 years old at most!

"how old are you?"

"Poverty is 15 years old."

"How did you get into the mansion?"

"Your Highness snatched it in."

"My lord...this lord has touched you?"

Duanchen counted the formulas, his tone was flat, even a little silly and cute: "Today is... well, by the way, Master said that today you can tell the truth." After talking to himself, Duchen looked up. Into my eyes: "Well, this matter is just as His Highness hoped in his heart."

I didn't care what the people around me thought, I hurriedly sent them down, then turned my head and coaxed Chu Xiao with nice words

: "Xiao'er go back first, I will play with you later."

Chu Xiao looked at Duchen and then at me, reluctantly going down.

"Come and sit here." There was no one around, I raised my hand to greet Duanchen, and said earnestly: "Where did the little master learn from?"

Duan Chen yelled at me again: "Return to Your Highness, the poor Taoist teacher is Kong Kong Taoist."

"Cough, cough, emptiness..." I took a sip of tea and watched his eyes become brighter and brighter: "What does your master look like?"

"Hmm..." Luanchen lowered his head and thought for a while, he seemed a little unable to describe: "Tall, thin, with a goatee on his chin, Master is still very good-looking."

I was almost on the verge of crying with joy.

What is fate, this is fate—isn’t this name and appearance just the unique aesthetic taste of Shangsheng Xingjun who was convicted and demoted to the earth for digging a small peach tree in the Peach Garden a few days ago?

Shangsheng Xingjun's style of doing things has always been different from ordinary immortals. For example, he has a handsome face, but he always has a tuft of old man's goatee. For example, he refuses to sleep at night and digs into the peach garden with a shovel Digging peach trees, this kid was demoted a few days earlier than me. Before reincarnation, I didn’t know how to keep a piece of fairy bone, so he could cast some spells in the mortal world. His childhood life was more carefree than in the sky. I heard that he even built it. Some kind of sect of cultivating immortals has been figuring out how to cram people into the sky all day long, making the old Jade Emperor one head and two big.

"Where is your master now?" I was very excited when I rarely met my fellow sufferer.

"Master said, he holds grudges and doesn't want to tell you." Duchen shook his head like a rattle, bit his fingers and asked in confusion: "Your Highness, why do you have a scent of 'evocation'?"

"Call, summon soul?" I was dumbfounded.

"Yes, calling back souls." Duan Chen affirmed: "Master is very good at mixing incense. I have been with Master for so long, and I will definitely not admit my mistake."

I didn't dare to believe it: "It can't be the soul caller that this king knows about."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Probably yes."

My eyes are black.

As far as I know, summoning souls is a special spice jointly developed by the Duke of Zhou and the local government. It is used for good people who have done good deeds and accumulated virtue all their lives. Evocative incense.

When a spirit call is burned out, the living will indulge in sweet dreams, and the soul without any pain will return to the west.

I thought of the Nan Ke Xiang that Chu Hong gave me a few days ago.

Shangsheng loves to make fragrances, and he has the same smell as that old man, Duke Zhou, so he is more familiar with this thing. I usually only drink wine, and I don't know anything about spices and music, so I didn't recognize the smell of evocation.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful the summoning of souls is, it's only useful to mortals, and it's useless to the gods and primordial spirits in my body. Besides, Nan Kexiang, who has been reproduced in the mortal world, can at most make me have a sweet dream That's all.

I just don’t know if this Nanke was specially prepared by Chu Hong for me, or if it was really what he said—it was a tribute from Fanbang by chance.

If the former is easy to handle, it’s just that Chu Hong was afraid of me harming him, so he shot a hidden arrow in advance. If the latter... Thinking of this, I squinted my eyes and felt worried. It's a little sinister - think about it more deeply, and the Fanbang people who can get the soul chaser have to guard against it.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Duanchen saw my expression changing again and again, leaned close to my ear and raised his breath.

I was woken up by his loud voice, stared at the silly little Taoist priest in front of me for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Go, please help me to send a message to your master, just say... just Said, Shangsheng, I want to see you, as for the thing you said, I am willing to help."

Lu Chen nodded, turned and left without saying a word.

"Your Highness." I was watching the little Taoist go out thoughtfully, when a whisper sounded in my ear, I turned my head to look, and Liu Yanqing was leaning against the peach tree and looking at me with a tired expression.

"... When did you come?"

Liu Yanqing didn't look at me, he played with a piece of green peach leaf with his fingertips, his whole body was covered with light, and his whole body was covered with a halo of light, and he couldn't tell the truth from the truth or the truth from the words: Come on, I didn’t hear anything, Your Highness doesn’t need to explain who the Shangsheng is.”

The author has something to say:

Although I feel that most of my friends know it, I still have to be responsible for popular science. Safflower oil is used to cure bruises. Ascension and lying are also on the same line. Well... I may write their articles separately in the future, overbearing master and master Ruan Meng silly little apprentice, um... um, please support me, please collect it, tumbling=￣ω￣=...