[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

Kangxi stabbed himself, and the more he stabbed, the more painful he was. He didn't know that his family Baocheng's tears were only fake tears, and he even retracted them for a moment, faster than the bubbles.

Qingyang shook his head loudly: "It's too pitiful..." He was completely deceived, "Ao'er."

"?" Aobai thought that Qingyang was sympathetic to Kangxi, and wanted him to blow the wind in Kangxi's ears too, his whole body was agitated, and he was about to fight to the death, when he saw Qingyang floated to Kangxi's side, holding the soul, and became The Faling, which cannot be seen by living people, was placed above Kangxi's head.

The little bell hung in the air at a distance of three inches above Kangxi's head, following Kangxi's movements, it made a cheerful and crisp sound: "Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring..."

Joy complements grief, and Kangxi, who is wearing a bell on his head, is even more miserable.

Obai: "..." Don't you sympathize with others? !In the end, he still only coveted the dragon spirit of others!

Kangxi didn't realize that there was a delicate little bell on top of his head, and he was immersed in the glass shards that he found hard, and he couldn't bear it anymore. It was rare for him to slow down his tone when talking about political affairs, and was hoarse The voice defended: "Why did the prince make such a statement? The evidence is as solid as a mountain, and there are no omissions in my eyes."

Little bells: Bell bells, bell bells, jingle bells.

Obai: "..."

"Ao'er." Qingyang still maintained that sympathetic expression, but what he said was completely different, "It's time to share the master's worries again! The enshrined ghost is full of incense, like a stranger It's easy to cough and sneeze if you get close. I'll give you blessings, and you can come to the Holy Majesty with peace of mind, and let Faling take advantage of his tricks to catch more dragon energy."

"..." Aobai floated past like a puppet without a soul, really calm.

This time, although he failed to persuade the master to assassinate Kangxi, the master has hurt Kangxi a lot!

Kangxi didn't know that he was being approached by ghosts, but he felt that his chest was temporarily blocked by grief, and his breathing was a little difficult, and his throat suddenly felt itchy as if choked by smoke, so he couldn't help coughing out, and at the same time sneezed .The man who wanted to hold back his tears suddenly fell, and shed it all at once: "Ahem, cough, cough! Ah, cough! Cough—"

Kangxi's heart was ironing again, and he was even more distressed when he saw Baocheng rushing over, holding him up and wiping him, but the eldest prince was obviously a step late, and he just stood not far away and shouted The imperial doctor: "You...cough cough! Baocheng, can you think of——Ah! Thinking of protecting my brother's reputation, and wholeheartedly investigating the truth, please order to re-investigate this case, I——cough cough cough! I am very moved, It is up to you to re-investigate this case—”

Yes.Kangxi coughed and sneezed uncontrollably, the tears wet his cheeks half out of physical stimulation and half out of emotion.

While stabbing himself mercilessly, he thought, I am getting older, who will Qing Dynasty rely on in the future?It's still my Baocheng...

On one side, Kangxi and his son hugged each other in grief, like a chaotic scene entrusted by a dying father. On the other side, Aobai laughed wildly beside Kangxi with his arms akimbo: "Hahahahahahaha!"

I'm sorry, but the bell really ruined the atmosphere.

"Ao'er, enough is enough." Qingyang cast a condemning gaze, "How can you take others' sorrow as your own joy?"

Obai: "Ha-ga?"

Ao'er suddenly felt betrayed by the master who crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and was treated as an abandoned son, and his face was shocked.

However, the unconscionable master had already stretched out his hand to squeeze him away, and the imperial doctor came in time, carefully took the pulse of Kangxi who had stopped coughing and sneezing, and reported that he was safe, and even said that the tears made him feel better than usual , The stagnated liver qi has been dredged.

Qingyang went to get the little bell that was full of dragon energy with a smile on his face: "This—"

Perhaps it was because of extreme joy that begets sorrow, but more because of inexperience. It was also the first time that Qingyang had the opportunity to use a magic weapon to absorb dragon energy. The time is slack, the brain is blank, only tears are rolling down, and negative and frustrated emotions occupy the empty brain.

Not only him, but even Oboi was affected by the ghost deed, he froze in the air together with Qingyang, weeping blankly.

No... not too good.Qingyang's rationality struggled out of his corner, his eyes clearly aimed at Faling, but he couldn't feel the slightest will to survive by shaking the Faling and returning his soul to his body.

At this time, Qingyang suddenly heard an extremely loud and powerful buzzing sound, like the invisible avenue, which washed away his soul at once, and an irresistible suction force came from behind him, carrying him very forcefully, At a speed several times faster than when it came, it was thrown back into the body of the Sanqing Palace.

Sanqing fell to the ground with a clang, and rolled far away on the ground.

"Ouch..." Qingyang rubbed his ears and murmured. He glanced at the Sanqing bell on the ground, but he didn't dare to take it. He looked up at the solemn statue and was so moved that he burst into tears. The ancestors love me! Save my life!—But what about Ao'er?"

The fluctuating candle froze for a moment, and the next second, the ghost of Oboi, who was tragically forgotten by the patriarch, also appeared in the Qingfu Temple, but it was placed in the vegetable garden with great precision.

Obai: "..."

Is this the status of a maid?

"Oh, I was reckless. I didn't expect the dragon energy absorbed by Ziwei Emperor Star to be so powerful. I'm afraid this method was done in vain—" Qingyang said with a sullen face, I saw the white smoke from the incense burning on Table Mountain turn around suddenly, wrap around the Dharma bell on the ground like a ribbon, hook the bell up, and float out of the Sanqing Hall all the way.

"?" Qingyang quickly got up, "What advice do the masters have?"

He followed behind the bell and came step by step...

Outside the kitchen door.

The bell didn't move.

After a while, Bai Yan tied a bell and knocked on the door impatiently.

Qingyang: "..."

So the ancestors will find out that my soul has left the body, and pull me back, is it because they have arrived at the place where the offerings are made, but they have not seen the offerings?

Sanqing's meaning was too obvious, and Oboi couldn't help but float over, gloating: "Master, it's time to cook."

"..." Qingyang turned his head, expressionless, "Ao'er, it's time to eat incense."

Obai: "..."

He wants to eat scallion oil prawns...!

However, the master has turned his head quickly, opened the door of the kitchen and walked in with a jump: "Let the masters suffer--I am going to make a meal now."

The voice is cheerful yet intimacy, in terms of sweetness, the master must still have a cute and sweet smile that confuses the elders.

Aobai floated to the side of the large incense burner in the center of the courtyard with resentment, and made ample food and clothing by himself, holding a handful of tasteless incense, staring at the kitchen while inhaling, and could hear the voice of the master from inside from time to time:

"Which vegetarian dish would you like to eat today, Master?"

"It's a pity that there are not many vegetables grown in the vegetable garden. I will go out tomorrow and buy more seeds of vegetables and fruits."

"When the time comes, master, you can choose, and I will plant whichever one you want to eat, and the extra seeds will be given to the neighbors, forming a good relationship."

After a while, Oboi watched helplessly as Qingyang trotted happily into the Hall of Sanqing like a curly-haired cat with a small dried fish in its mouth, holding a six-layer cage filled with hot vegetables. , put the fragrant vegetarian food on the altar that made him unable to eat the incense in his hand, and finally boldly hugged the thighs of the statues of the ancestors one by one: "Today, the ancestors are tired! Thank you, the ancestors, for saving me!" , and also helped me bless the Dharma bell."

After finishing the vegetarian meal, the white smoke that has been hooked to the Fa bell has been submerged into the bell tongue. Qingyang will not be affected by the dragon energy if he takes the three clear bells again, but can use the power of the dragon energy to disturb the enemy's sanity.

"..." Aobai ate the incense sticks, looked at the main hall full of envy, and salivated with greed:...Damn it, 哕!

at the same time.

In the capital, there was another person just like Aobai, staring blankly at the dishes in front of him, with no appetite.

The Eighth Prince Yinhu fiddled with the chopsticks in front of him in a dazed manner, feeling more and more uneasy: Since the matter of Zhang Mingde has been brought before the Crown Prince by the elder brother, why hasn't the Crown Prince come to settle the score with me?

There is only one explanation, that is, the prince is planning a more terrifying conspiracy...

Thinking of this, looking at the exquisite dishes in front of him, Yinhu lost his appetite even more.

God knows, the prince didn't have any terrible plots brewing, the prince just wanted to simply form a small group and eat the vegetables grown by his friends.

After coming out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the prince's heart has already drifted to the vegetable field of Qingfu Temple, and he is even thinking about whether to send someone to collect some good seeds. This visit can be sent as a way. Gift.

However, the eldest prince obviously did not believe that the prince was really so kind.After leaving the Forbidden City, as soon as the crown prince got into the carriage, Yin Yu followed him on a big horse, and said through the curtain: "What the hell are you planning? Don't think that you are talking in front of Huang Ama this time. , I will believe that you really want to help me. This re-examination, I will go with you! Just now I have won Huang Ama's consent."

When the prince heard the first paragraph, he was in a relatively peaceful mood, but when he heard the second paragraph: "?! I don't want to walk with you."

Get out, he's going to find a friend.

The more Yinfeng said that, the more Yinfeng wanted to follow: "This is Huang Ama's arrangement, if His Royal Highness disagrees, talk to Huang Ama."

ha!Sure enough, there was a conspiracy, otherwise why didn't you let me follow?This is a guilty conscience.

The prince who didn't want his friend to be discovered by the enemy at all: "..."

Yinfeng was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to lift the curtain, revealing half of his head, and repeated the same trick: "Brother, don't you believe me?"

After the evil spirits were expelled and the migraines were eradicated, Yinreng recuperated for a few days, and now he is much more sober. Firstly, the violent and sinister expression on his face gradually dissipated, making him less frightening. Secondly, he also recognized Qingqing more and more. Yang gave him orders at the time.

Those who achieve great things don't stick to small details, and can exchange the smallest price for the greatest benefit, but what's wrong with showing weakness?Outsmarting is the best policy!

Yinyin: "...!"

It is no exaggeration to say that King Zhijun was frightened, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost, he instinctively pulled the rein in his hand, and the tall horse also took a few steps back, as if he had been frightened back by the prince.

So hastily, I scared the king to death, is the prince really crazy... Yinxuan's hair was standing on end, goosebumps were all over the ground, he couldn't help but tugged on the rein, and walked a few steps away, watching from a distance and reunited Curtained carriage - with a "Damn me!" expression.

The accompanying subordinates whispered: "My lord, shall we still follow?"

Yinxuan: "...No more. Let us reduce our Qingqi, and we must reach the Yongding River one step ahead of the prince, lest he make a move."

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In fact, Yinyi must have arrived at Yongding River before the prince if he did not lose his obedience.After all, the destination of Yinfeng is not Yongding River at all, but Qinhuai River.

With the experience from the previous time, Yinreng was much more secure walking the narrow alleyway this time. With a faint smile on his face, he said as soon as he entered the door: "Master Dao, bring a gift to see—"

You... The following words got stuck in my throat.Yin Reng stared blankly at the vegetable garden full of various vegetable seedlings and fruit trees, and suddenly felt that the seeds brought by Jinwei seemed to be useless.

Qingyang just finished transplanting the vegetable garden yesterday. In order to let some tree species that are not suitable for the Qinhuai land grow vigorously, they specially made a small sacrifice to bless the land. The money left by the prince has already been spent.At this time, he was sitting on a newly added stone bench in the yard, holding a clean sea bowl, and skillfully peeling the freshly picked lychees with a pair of fair and beautiful hands.

...Needless to say, this must be an offering for Sanqing again, and it is impossible to treat guests with it.

"..." Yinreng suddenly felt sad because he knew Qingyang's style so well.

But his kind is not bad. The worst thing is Oboi who is there every day. When the prince entered the door, he only glanced slowly, then turned back lifelessly, and continued to stare at "Sit and forget".

The crown prince let out a dry cough, and didn't talk about the gift: "I'm here today, I have something important to ask the Taoist priest to consult."

Touching the new purse at his waist, Yin Reng thought to himself, since there is no gift that can be bought, he has to donate more money for sesame oil.

He took off the money bag and put it directly into the sesame oil box, and then continued to talk about the 10 taels of silver that disappeared: "...the spell that the Taoist priest used in the sarcophagus earlier seems to be related to the situation of this case. They are very similar, tell me, is it possible that another evil way is causing trouble, taking the opportunity to sow discord and greed for money?"

Qingyang finished peeling the last lychee, wiped his hands, and pondered for a moment: "It's possible, but I can't say for sure. Take me to those stolen private vaults, maybe I can find some clues. Just wait for me ha!"

Holding a large bowl full of lychees, Qingyang walked quickly to the main hall, placed it on the altar table, and offered incense: "Masters, I may have to go out for a while! Going to Yongding River..."

The white smoke that was going straight up to the sky suddenly folded.

After a pause for a few seconds, the three sticks of incense were all broken!

Yinreng was startled when he saw it from outside, and then he slowly came back to his senses, his expression gradually becoming subtler: ... Why does this look like he is angry that Qingyang has to leave for so long.Half of the incense is folded. What is the difference between this and flipping the table halfway through the meal?

Qingyang scratched his head, and re-lighted the incense to appease him: "Will I come back as soon as possible... Oh, how about I make a small statue? I will carry it with me all the way, and I can worship it at any time."

The incense, which was still brightly extinguished and seemed to be extinguished at any time, suddenly became smooth, and the white smoke rose straight to the sky.

Yinfeng: "..."

These three clears are too realistic! !

Qingyang was quite used to it, and said with a smile: "Then I will go to buy materials with the prince. Enjoy the lychees first, and I will be back in a while to make offerings for the ancestors."

Yinreng's heart moved, he didn't ask anything, he followed Qingyang out of the Qingfu Temple, boarded the carriage together, and asked: "I don't understand about buying materials, so you insist on coming with me, is there something wrong with the Taoist priest?" Isn't it convenient to say it in front of Sanqing?"

"... Sigh!" Qingyang couldn't help but sighed a long time, his straight and dignified waist became slumped, and in an instant he changed from being a fairy to a man who was so burdened by his family that he couldn't straighten his back. man.

Yinfeng was wondering at first, what made Qingyang Taoist priest to make such a mood, until the carriage stopped in front of the house he borrowed, Yinfeng followed Qingyang into a room, pushed the door and entered, and saw that it was decorated inside. A neat set of five plaques.

Yinfeng: "..."

I shouldn't blame Gu Xiang abducting, I shouldn't blame Gu Xiang abducting!

Why, there is a Taoist priest in the world who enshrines the gods, so it feels like raising a foreign room? ? ?