Blinded by the Villain's Love [Transmigration Book]

Mi Weirui was not surprised by Emperor Huiren's actions. After all, Pei Zikun impersonated Dou Zhang first, and it was normal for Emperor Huiren to have suspicions.

The only thing he cared about was Emperor Huiren's attitude towards Shenhu.

The perfunctory and contemptuousness in the succession ceremony.

Such a subtle change will not show any clues in a short period of time, but in the long run, Mi Weirui is not sure how the paranoid and suspicious Emperor Huiren will view Qingyun Pavilion and Bailu Mountain that exist because of serving Shenhu.

With the mind of waiting and watching, the day of travel is getting closer and closer.

Compared with the rainy days in the past, the sunny days are very rare. Such weather is a good sign for the autumn harvest.

The general idea is that Emperor Huiren was able to do this because he moved the world with his clothes and food.

Not to mention how embarrassing this blunt flattery sounds, as long as Mi Weirui thinks of the chaotic chaos in the rain before, she dare not be too optimistic.

Farms and fields close to the capital may not be noticeable if there are dragon veins and dragon energy, but what if they are separated by hundreds or thousands of miles.

No matter how deep Mi Weirui's cultivation is, she is not a god in charge of one side.

The only way to know how it is is to go.

Besides, if this matter is handled properly, it can also accumulate merit for him and Yu Su.

After all, the chance to change one's life is rare.

The way of heaven is to maintain order, and he himself cannot forget to practice.

Mi Weirui was very thoughtful, and even on the way, she changed her lazy temper and meditated when she had free time.

The prefecture not far from the capital is indeed as he thought.

A lively scene of autumn harvest in the fields.

It's a pity that this is just a temporary prosperity. The closer to the border, the more obvious the chaos will be.

I dare not imagine what will happen to the harvest in the field when the already desolate and barren land is covered by the air of chaos.

Mi Weirui made up her mind to go out of the city while it was still dark.

But before he could open his mouth, Wang Pei, the head of the Ministry of Rites sent by Emperor Huiren, stepped forward and said, "My lord, the lower officials have already arranged a place to stay. Tomorrow, we will hold an autumn harvest ceremony in the prefectural capital, and please ask the national teacher to rest early." .”

"Master Wang, it's still early, I want to go out of the city to have a look." Seeing Wang Pei lying in front of him, Mi Weirui couldn't help frowning.

"Rong City alternates between hot and cold day and night, and there is a lot of wind and sand outside the city. There is no scene. Tomorrow, after the autumn harvest festival, we will start immediately. The Master of the State Teacher has been traveling day and night. He must be tired. It is better to rest early, so as not to burn out Body." Wang Pei didn't move.

The head of the Ministry of Rites sent by Emperor Huiren has been doing it himself since he left Beijing, and he has been so dedicated that he has nowhere to intervene.

Although Mi Weirui felt a little weird before, she only thought that Wang Pei followed the rules and didn't know how to adapt, but looking at it now, it is really not as simple as it appears.

"If I remember correctly, there are only three prefectures left after Rongcheng." Mi Weirui thought for a while, and said to Wang Pei, "There is still plenty of time left for this autumn harvest festival, so we just need to stay here a few more times. Day, and nothing can be missed."

"You can't speak like this." Wang Pei spoke very kindly, but his actions were clearly obstructing, "Master Guoshi doesn't care about farming and mulberry, and he doesn't know about the autumn harvest, but he can't delay it for a day."

Wang Pei wanted to play Tai Chi with him, but Mi Weirui didn't want to continue making rounds.

"Although I don't care about farming and mulberry, I can watch the stars. There has been no wind or rain recently, so how can I delay the harvest in the field. There is no need to dissuade the Lord, but I just went out of the city to see what I am tired of."

"Your Majesty's order is to accompany you, and I ask the national teacher not to do unnecessary things." Wang Pei directly moved out of Emperor Huiren.

Mi Weirui thought, sure enough.

"My lord, what is the meaning of this?"

"My lord, the Autumn Harvest Festival is just for you to replace the emperor and bless the people. You can do what the emperor tells you." Wang Pei's words were almost to tell Mi Weirui to abide by his duty.

After Mi Weirui listened, her eyes froze.

It should be said that he overestimated the measure of Emperor Huiren, or underestimated the raging rumors among the people.

In order to suppress the turmoil caused by the death of the national teacher, Emperor Huiren even contributed to the rumors among the people. Emperor Huiren would not know what the consequences would be, and after that, he also proposed to hold the autumn harvest festival... …This approach seems contradictory at first glance, but it becomes reasonable again after peeling it off.

Emperor Huiren probably had the mentality of "being bitten by a snake for ten years and being afraid of well ropes". Now the national teacher he needs doesn't need to be very capable, but it must be able to be fully controlled by him.

The Autumn Harvest Festival has been a tradition for many years, and it is impossible to change it suddenly, not to mention that it has been so hard to appease the hearts of the people, so how can it be abandoned halfway.

Therefore, it is a good choice to settle for the next best thing and weaken the role of the national teacher in the autumn harvest festival.

In this way, it can also explain the strange feeling along the way.

Wang Pei didn't hear Mi Weirui's voice for a long time, so he raised his head slightly and met Shang Mi Weirui's cold eyes.

Obviously there was no trace of anger in it, but somehow Wang Pei felt chills down his spine, and he somehow regretted talking too much just now.

Even though he has been doing things for the emperor, if he offends the national teacher, he may not be able to please him.

Wang Pei hesitated to speak, and unconsciously softened his tone: "I also ask the national teacher not to embarrass the official."

"It's the emperor's order, so I will obey." Mi Weirui withdrew the gaze that made Wang Pei feel pressured, walked around him and entered the bedroom.

Wang Pei wiped his sweat, thought for a moment, and decided to pass on today's events to Emperor Huiren.

After nightfall, there was a strong wind outside the house, beating on the wooden windows and creaking.

Mi Weirui turned off the lights and listened carefully to the movement around her.Then he stood up, lifted a corner of the window curtain, and looked towards the street.Wang Peixuan's residence is the largest inn in Rongcheng, and he lives in a Tianzihao room, so the location is naturally excellent.

The street scene was bleak, and there was not a single pedestrian on the road, but it was convenient for Mi Weirui to go out of the city alone.

He came here with a purpose in the first place, what Emperor Huiren wants to do has little influence on him, it's just a different way, as long as it can eliminate the chaos, don't care about other things.

Mi Weirui turned back into her original body and walked across the roof.

In a border town close to the desert, the strong wind blows sand and gravel into people's faces.

After running against the wind for about half an hour, Mi Weirui saw neat patches of farmland, and the fallen crops were everywhere at a glance.

Mi Weirui found where the water veins were, squatted down halfway, grabbed a handful of soil and twisted it, the soil particles slid down between her fingers, but her palms were covered with a thin layer of black air.

There was a cry of a baby in the distance, and there was no one in the field, and it looked a little miserable.

With a solemn expression, Mi Weirui wiped away the chaotic air from her palm, then took out a spirit-gathering talisman and smashed it into the ground.

The spiritual energy vibrates, and the place where the water veins flow makes a low hum like the sound of wind.

The air of chaos seemed to have found an exit, rushing towards Mi Weirui's body, the gathered evil wind raged, and the blade of the wind was like a sharp sword, mercilessly piercing Mi Weirui's cheek.

Blood dripped down the side of his face and onto the ground.

The blood of ascetics is full of the purest aura.

Mi Weirui gritted her teeth, seeing that the energy of chaos still hadn't diminished, she simply drew out the dagger pinned to her waist, and slashed fiercely at her palm.

The author has something to say: Completed, please refresh~

In addition, slag milk has opened another pre-acquisition, which is probably a sequela of writing this article. I am so tired after fighting to and fro, orz really wants to write a warm farming article that is completely Su Shuang and does not have so many calculations. Little cuties, go to the column Can Kangkang, if you like it, I hope you can give the slag milk a pre-acquisition, thank you~

"I rely on food farming to support my family"

After drowning at sea, Gu Xingchuan became a Qianhu who had just been discharged and returned to the field.

With a hut, a few acres of fertile land, and the idea of ​​being content with whatever happens, even in ancient times, Gu Xing still lived like a fish in water.

Even the little brother I met by chance in the neighboring village has become my caring little husband within half a year.

Superb culinary skills, gentle and pampering Gong X distinguishing right from wrong, protecting husband's scheming (Shou's scheming is limited to dealing with bad guys, and he has no reservations about attacking)

Edible tips (must read before entering the pit):

1. The main attack and mutual favor 1v1 uppercase HE warm farming attack is the salvation of Shou (want to eat this:-D

2. There are private assumptions that the ingredients in the text are not restricted by the dynasty and the price will be referenced, so it will not be too outrageous

3. The biggest golden finger in this article, attacking the space of Lingquan

4. Happy to read the text, respect each other and believe that every reader is cute

5. Think and add