The rules of survival of the magic stick

The woman who hanged herself was Concubine Lan, and her face was also horribly bloody.

However, now, it is estimated that it will be almost ten years since this incident. Chu Minglan still looks like a girl with a sweet smile, standing next to the emperor again. Tang Su really felt his eyeballs when he saw it They're all going to stare out.

What the hell is going on here? ! !

Lin An is also here, as well as Grand Tutor Baili. The national teacher does not talk nonsense. When he came, the audience was silent. The ladies present, including some officials and eunuchs, all focused their attention on him. His face was expressionless and plain, but Tang Su could feel that this guy seemed a little impatient now.

He went to the stage to cast spells and held blessing ceremonies. He did not use a black gold Zen staff. If he used a black gold Zen staff on this occasion, he might be beaten to death by the Zen staff. Instead, he used another golden Zen staff commonly used in the palace. With a faint golden radiance, he waved lightly, and the crisp golden rings collided with each other, making a tinkling sound, which seemed to be full of auspiciousness.

Taking a step forward, Gongyifu's long white cassock was half dragged on the ground, he raised his Zen stick, and all the disciples held their breath to look at this man with downcast eyes like a god. After handling it, it immediately became much more sacred.

Everyone looked at the man on the high platform, and Tang Su couldn't help but focus on him. At this moment, Gongyifu was like a real Buddha, with neither sad nor happy expression, careless and greedy, obsessive and greedy Extremely seven souls and six souls are empty, he just keeps looking at the world.

Look at the world with compassion.

Looking at such a public servant, Tang Su suddenly felt overwhelming sadness in his heart. He vaguely realized that the distance between himself and the man on the high platform was not just a short distance or a long distance. A gap, but a distance that is hard to reach but close at hand.

He does not belong to this world. After all, he is a real reincarnated Buddha. He does not belong to this world. He will always stand on a high platform and ferry the creatures under the world.

In the mirror, in the water, everything is empty.

Tang Su, as Gongyifu's servant, actually has a mission, which is to give out blessing bags.

After Gongyi Fu chanted the scriptures in a low voice, Tang Su took out a swollen package from the carriage at the same time, which was full of small but exquisite blessing bags. Give blessing bags to these disciples who have already sat down.

Gongyifu stood beside the emperor, looking at Tang Su with a smile hidden deep in the darkness.

The emperor next to him noticed that the national teacher's eyes seemed to be on the servant all the time, so he narrowed his eyes faintly, and asked, "When did Aiqing have a personal servant beside her?"

Gongyifu didn't take his eyes off Tang Su, and said in a flat tone, "Look at him, he's clever."

The emperor turned his eyes to the smiling servant over there, and said with a smile: "Yes, this cleverness is somewhat similar to the previous Tang Su'an."

Gongyi Fu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, turned his eyes back to look at the emperor, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It is really an honor for him to have the blue eyes of the Holy Majesty."

The emperor smiled even more, he didn't talk about this any more, but said to Gong Yifu: "Ai Qing is tired of praying, why don't you go to the Jingting over there to sit first, and I will have someone prepare a vegetarian meal."

The Jingting Pavilion is a clean place separated from the banquet here. Tang Su over there has not finished distributing the lucky bags. Gongyi Fu glanced at the emperor calmly, not sure if the emperor suddenly wanted to mention the servant, or what? What does it mean to dismiss him and Tang Su, he said flatly: "Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. It's just that the poor monk is afraid that the boy will not find the poor monk after he finishes distributing the blessing bags. We will wait for him to finish distributing the blessing bags first, and then we will go to the Jingting Pavilion together."

The emperor obviously didn't think so, he said directly: "There is no need for the national teacher to bother, I will let someone send your servant back to Jingting intact."

This has the meaning of an order. If you don't agree again, I'm afraid it will annoy the emperor. Although I don't know what the emperor saw, but since he promised, there should be nothing wrong. The hands on the side were clasped into fists, and he followed the servants to the Jingting Pavilion.

When Tang Su's lucky bag on the other side was delivered to Bailixi, he secretly observed this person every few years with his eyes.

He was dressed in plain clothes, and the Confucian scarf on his head showed that Bailixi had really become a Taifu. Compared with the original, his facial features were a little less hostile and more calm. Although he was thin There was a charming smile on the corner of his mouth, but it made people feel an inexplicable danger.

Perhaps sensing Tang Su's gaze, Bailixi slightly raised his head to look at Tang Su, and nodded slightly, looking really polite and refined.

Tang Su maintains the basic character design like an ordinary servant. He is definitely not like Gong Yifu who broke the character design without principle. He carefully retracted his sight and continued to hand out the lucky bags without paying attention at all. See Baili Xi's meaningful cold gaze.

After the lucky bag was distributed, he raised his head to wipe his sweat and was about to return to the carriage, but saw a young eunuch in the palace who seemed to be standing by the side for a long time and said to him with a smile, "I'll take you to the Master of the State Teacher." .”

Tang Su: You're laughing like you're kidnapping a child.

He was slandering in his heart that that bastard Gongyifu left him and left alone, while following the little eunuch, the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong, the surrounding flowers bloomed less and less, replaced by more and more flowers There are crisp trees, and occasionally there are birds chirping softly in the Hundred Flowers Courtyard, which is extremely quiet.

Tang Su frowned lightly, his whole body immediately tensed up nervously, scolding himself in his heart for being stupid, lowering his vigilance and being led away by the nose just like that, just as he was about to make a move, he saw standing in front of him with a smile on his face the emperor.

? ? ?What is this operation? ? ?

He was just about to make a big gift and put on a face of sincerity according to his own personality, but he was stopped by the little eunuch beside him.

Before he finished being confused, the emperor spoke with a smile.

"Be safe, Tang Su'an."

Tang Su thought it was an auditory hallucination when he heard Lin Ze'an call this name in the first second, and immediately realized that it was real in the second second, and his mind was buzzing decisively like sparks hitting the earth in the third second.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor spoke the second sentence, which undoubtedly did not allow others to deny it.

"I know you are Tang Su'an, don't pretend."

"I have something to talk to you about, it won't take long."