Dress as a villain

The bamboo dragonfly from childhood is reproduced in front of my eyes.

Si Qitong rewound the flying string with his fingertips, and the bamboo dragonfly also slowed down, falling slowly on the table like a maple leaf.

Xiaoxiu's face was full of doubts: "Master, the marshal is coming back soon."

"Lanzhi." Si Qitong stood up, unknowingly loosened his fingertips, and the string was hanging by the table.

As soon as she stepped out of the threshold, she bumped into her arms.The visitor supported her waist with both arms, tightly encircling her in his arms.

"It's rare to see you so reckless." Xie Lanzhi was afraid that she would fall, so she unconsciously blurted out in a hurry.

The two were stunned at the same time.

"I'm really a little reckless." After Si Qitong said, he pushed her into his arms with his jade hand, and she squeezed out.Xie Lanzhi's arms were empty, she covered her hands and not only clenched them into fists.

Xiaoxiu felt that the atmosphere of the two masters was not quite right, so she quietly withdrew.

Xie Lanzhi took the initiative to remove the armor, and Si Qitong took Ye Bai off her waist, almost out of habit, Xie Lanzhi also gave her the belt to take off out of habit, when she raised her arms, she would take off her wrist Armor, lowering her arms, she took off her shoulder armor.

The two finished changing their clothes in tacit agreement, and the sapphire Guanyin was hung on the skirt, which was seen by Si Qitong. She twisted the jade pendant with her fingertips on a whim, and the jade body and her body temperature warmed the cold jade.

"I heard that there was an outdated epidemic in the military camp, and it was because you discovered it early that you saved yourself from death"

Xie Lanzhi grabbed her hand, tucked the jade pendant into the collar along the way, and led her back to the imperial concubine couch where the two usually chatted. The tea tray was replaced by a chess board.

She knows a little bit of Go, but only three dan.

And the chessboard is a game of killing.

Xie Lanzhi skipped over the chessboard calmly, avoiding disturbing the black and white stones on the position.

"Little Phoenix."

"En." When Si Qi Tong was making tea, a few drops of water fell on the chessboard, and a white piece was wetted to make it brighter.

Xie Lanzhi held the bottom of the teapot, looked at Little Phoenix's slender white jade hands, one on the top of the pot and the other on the handle, water seeped out from the top of the pot, it seemed too full.

She never made such a small mistake before.Xie Lanzhi's eyelashes drooped suddenly, and a thought flashed in his mind: Little Phoenix has something on his mind.

She took the teapot from her hand, and saw that there were faint scratches on her fingertips. She paused and then stopped there: "A new product brought to you by the Ministry of Industry?"

Si Qitong reacted, she stood up on the side tea table, pinched the bamboo dragonfly in front of her, and shook it, like a little girl showing off her handicraft to her parents, showing her pride unintentionally: "It's strange to say, The bamboo dragonfly I told you has been worrying about the Ministry of Works, even Wei Gong was helpless with this little thing, but today a disciple stayed up all night to improve the bamboo dragonfly."

"It's the same as what I saw when I was a child. It is indeed a Mohist craft. And that disciple is not a Mohist disciple, but has seen it when he was a neighbor of a Mohist disciple."

Si Qitong wrapped the thread, and pulled the thread like a top. The two-palm-long bamboo dragonfly turned sideways, and the lower end was a kite string similar to controlling the direction, firmly controlling the bamboo dragonfly in mid-air without stopping.

"It's really amazing." Xie Lanzhi knew that there are also small gadgets like bamboo dragonflies in modern times, which can fly for so long thanks to batteries, and this manual work is obviously far superior to modern manual work.

It should be an ancient unique stunt.Unique things generally belong to family traditions and will not be easily taught to outsiders.

That the Mohist disciples can teach their neighbors is probably implying the intention of inheritance.

Even the rare technologies left behind are shocking enough.

The two stared at the bamboo dragonfly, as if they were not tired from flying, but their eyes were tired from watching.

Si Qitong put away the gadgets and hid them in the drawer of the dressing table.

Xie Lanzhi was on the side of the imperial concubine's bed, looking sideways at her figure, "You just mentioned the epidemic just now, did you want to ask me something? Why didn't you ask me again?"

Si Qitong sat back on the other couch, and she shook her head: "I believe you can handle it well. Your ability to strategize has always been talked about, and I don't think anyone will be relieved."

Strategize?

Xie Lanzhi's eyes darkened, staring at her extremely serious appearance, she suddenly said: "Little Fenghuang, no one can predict. Even I can't."

"I don't care what the outside world says. If even you believe it, I'm afraid I will disappoint you one day."

"Believe it or not, there are some things that you can predict in advance, just like those two people who live in Zhaixing Building, who always claim that the old giant is a prophet. I don't care if I believe it or not, but what should be done is perfect, so what? No." Si Qitong bowed his head, making it hard to see his expression.

Her words are the same as usual, and she confides to Xie Lanzhi without reservation.

Same thing today.But today is also a little different.

Xie Lanzhi rested her head on her arm and stared sideways at her: "You're right, as long as it's perfect, it doesn't matter if you can't."

After finishing speaking, she turned over and turned her head to the other side: "Just do your best."

It was as if he was speaking to her, but also as if he was speaking to himself.The listener is interested, but the hearer is unknown.Xiaoxiu and Xie's mother-in-law outside have been paying attention to the relationship between the two masters.

Xiaoxiu felt something was wrong, but Mrs. Xie felt that it was almost the same as usual, there was no difference at all.

At this time, Si Qitong found out and wiped off Baizi's water drop with a cloth.

In Zhaixing Building, Lu Qing is eating cakes and drinking wine with her daughter, chatting happily.

Then someone in the palace reminded her: "Your Highness calls you to Jianzhang Palace to see you."

"Isn't it Lanzhang Palace?" Lu Qing felt that Jianzhang Palace was too far away, and the Jinluan Palace was next door. She had entered the Jinluan Palace when she was young, and the bullshit old man was still in charge at that time.

Later, Tianjing was broken, and now it has changed owners. Even the Jinluan Palace is headed by a foreign surname.

The palace man said truthfully: "The Marshal is resting in Lanzhang Palace. If Miss Lu wants to go, then the maidservant will go and report to His Highness."

Hearing that Xie Lanzhi's evil god returned to the palace, Lu Qing immediately dropped the pastry and waved her hands: "No, no, I'll go to Jianzhang Palace. Jianzhang Palace is a treasured place of geomantic omen, suitable for my luck."

She hugged her daughter, brought a few plates of snacks, and hurried to Jianzhang Palace with the palace staff.

As soon as Lu Qing arrived at the gate of the palace, she saw that the guards in Jianzhang Palace were no longer Heijia Xie's relatives, she was wondering, a maid came out and picked up the child.

The maid said respectfully: "Miss Lu, His Highness is inside."

"But my child." Lu Qing frowned slightly.

Maid: "His Royal Highness has important matters to discuss, and the child needs to be taboo. Don't worry, the servant will take the little miss."

Then the court lady skillfully took out an exquisite colorful rattle, and the colorful colors instantly attracted the little girl's full attention.

Qianqian took the rattle and shook it, made a few thumps, and said happily: "Mother, don't worry about me, you go in, my sister is blinking inside."

Twinkle, twinkle?Lu Qing rolled her eyes: "Could it be that the bright light can't be suppressed at last?"

No matter what, she will know when she goes in to see her heaven.

Lu Qing handed her daughter to the maid and went in with peace of mind.

The hall is a place for temporary office and rest, except that it is small in size and is the same as the Jinluan Hall.

At the bottom of the ascending ladder, Si Qitong looked at the silver-lacquered throne, with the dragon's head supporting its arms, and the dragon's eyes and black beads on the carved head stared at her like a small hole in the abyss.

As soon as Lu Qing came in, she wanted to salute.

"See Your Highness, thank you Your Highness for the delicious food and drinks these few days, so that the women of the people have the opportunity to taste the eight precious jade food in the palace."

Si Qitong turned around, instead of answering her directly, he looked at her first.

Lu Qing made a salute and got up, she raised her head and met Si Qitong's gaze, just for a moment, Si Qitong retracted her eyes.

She said: "Three days ago, you said that something big will happen, but how long can you estimate exactly?"

"Your Highness, I'm not a fortune teller, and you think highly of women." Lu Qing thought that His Highness was a little bit interesting, and she was still questioning her a few days ago, so let her be ignored in the Zhaixing Tower.But it is also in line with the suspicious psychology of the superiors.

But now she opened her mouth to show that she believed it.Attitude is faster than turning the pages of a book.

Si Qitong raised his head slightly, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Yes, there are no people who are unpredictable in this world, and not everything can be predicted."

Lu Qing heard that there was something in her words, as if she was talking about herself, but she felt that she was more like talking about someone else.

The person who can be firmly remembered by His Highness must not be simple.

"His Royal Highness, don't feel disappointed. Even my father reluctantly foretells the divination. He paid such a high price for just one divination." Lu Qing mentioned that her father had no resentment towards the Supreme Emperor.

Si Qitong said: "Didn't the old giant who was killed by the emperor go away?"

Lu Qing has already accepted this fact: "My father was injured, but the genius doctor in the Mo family rescued him. I thought he could survive for a while to predict the next hexagram, but he went home after a change of dressing and stumbled on the way. fell into a shallow puddle and drowned."

The current giant hates Da Jin, and the Mohist disciples are in the most difficult period and need a motivated target, so they conceal the death of their father and declare it to be caused by a fatal injury.It retains the current Mohist roots.

Lu Qing said sadly, "This is probably God's punishment."

Curse?Si Qitong's heart trembled violently, and her voice sank: "The old tycoon only managed to break the secret once, and then he was wiped out, so what will happen to someone who has repeatedly failed to predict the future?"

Lu Qing felt that she was a little strange today, and she kept asking questions that had nothing to do with her.

She also answered patiently: "There is no one in the world who has predicted many times and revealed secrets without being condemned by heaven."

"Really?" Si Qitong asked again: "How can you be sure?"

Lu Qing said: "Of course, why did the girl lie to you? Anyway, no one has learned Qimen Dunjia to penetrate the secrets except my father. If there is, unless..."

Si Qi Tong's eyes darkened: "Unless?"

When Lu Qing mentioned this matter, her face was a bit solemn, maybe it was too unbelievable, just like doubting the authenticity of the things recorded in the Shan Hai Jing.

"I think you should be familiar with it. According to legend in the Jin Dynasty, there is an example of the rebirth of the ghost. The ghost needs to be nourished by the high-quality ancient jade to possess the body. Therefore, the ghost seizes the body and returns to the yang."

"The yin soul who can escape the black and white envoys and return to the yang must be a fish that slipped through the sky, and the yin things are all within the six realms, and they are under the control of the sky, so it is impossible to miss them. If there is, unless."

Lu Qing didn't play charades this time, but said: "Unless that person is not under the control of heaven."

Si Qitong pursed his lips slightly, and asked again: "Don't forget that ghosts have taboos that cannot be touched, they can't take away the evil spirit, or kill the body of the most serious, just because this kind of people have already detained the soul for the messenger."

"Since they are soul arresters, they are the ones that the black and white envoys will especially focus on detaining."

Lu Qing was a little surprised, she nodded: "Your Highness asked about this, because he suspects that there are ghosts who have seized the world? If there are, then ghosts who return to life are still human beings, and they can be hurt by artifacts, so there is no need to be afraid."

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感谢在2021-12-1719:11:48~2021-12-1819:57:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Feng Lai Wu Shan Ji 1;

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