Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Pull the radish with mud!

Goddess Ma didn't dare to say whether God exists or not at all, she just kept admitting her mistakes, and said a lot of things, her voice was also loud and sometimes quiet.

The county magistrate doesn't care, let people take notes directly, sometimes the truth in the nonsense is the most amazing.

There was a commotion among the people in the audience, and they began to crowd together, wishing they could go straight to the front to hear clearly.If it weren't for the magistrate on the stage, they would be more than just shining eyes.

There were noisy voices in my ears, as if someone was pushing someone.

Xu Huaiqing calmed down, and set his eyes on Orion who lost his soul behind Madam Ma, and unexpectedly found that Orion's peripheral vision was looking at Madam Ma again and again, his eyes were hesitant to speak, but his face was pretending to be crazy stupid.

Very irresponsible.

Xu Huaiqing bumped Song Yan with his elbow, pointed at Orion and said, "That man has a problem, he doesn't seem to be stupid."

He has experience watching courtiers, and no one can act in front of him.

Song Yan understood, and looked over: "I also found out, and half of the people who were brought up to exorcise evil spirits present had problems."

Song Yan and his group were the first ones to end their group, and they fed the talisman water to the girl with almost no fuss, but the other wizards just waited and watched them and exorcised evil spirits, so they were in a hurry and slowed down.

Even some are still drawing talismans, some bowls have not been taken out yet, and the fastest ones are just holding talisman water in their hands.

Xu Huaiqing raised his eyebrows, which is very interesting.

In Miaojiang, especially in the holy city, witchcraft is very common. Even if ordinary people are sick, the first thought is to ask a wizard for a bowl of talisman water to fill their stomachs, and then do what they should do, instead of going to a doctor who is more troublesome.

Naturally, witchcraft prevailed and Qihuang declined, as if caught in a strange circle.

And Xu Huaiqing and Song Yan wanted to stabilize Miaojiang and send young medical practitioners here, but they didn't know how to start.

But what if this is a grand deception from beginning to end.

Now the county magistrate on the field is definitely on the same line with them. He can be said to point and fight, and he is even clever in handling things. He is good at seizing opportunities. Make a slit.

It is the existence that allows them to take advantage and not fall behind.

Xu Huaiqing fiddled with the silver jewelry on his waist, and said in a low voice, "Check it on the spot."

Song Yan lowered her head and said with a smile, "Okay."

Song Yan quietly left from Xu Huaiqing's side, walked down the stage without causing the slightest movement, and mixed in with the common people.

He was clearly dressed in jet black, but no one noticed him wherever he passed.

Song Yan handed over the money as she walked, picking out those who looked loud and aggressive.While handing over the money, he said: "The person who wants to exorcise evil spirits on the stage has a question, please ask for brother, and speak louder."

His words were so light that they could barely reach the ears of the money receivers.

No one is stupid nowadays, and his wife won't agree to it if he doesn't earn money, and the employer's request is so simple.

Everyone in the holy city itself has the right to question the witchcraft competition, but they never use it.

Now after listening to Song Yan's words, doubts have quietly taken root and sprouted, and when I look at the stage and focus on the details, it seems that something is really wrong.

The face of the cashier was even more calm, his eyes straightened his spine without even looking at Song Yan who suddenly appeared, coughed, and said silently, wrapping his brother around.

Song Yan walked all the way to stuff the money, and almost turned around a lot. When she habitually handed over the money at the end, she suddenly realized that the last one was actually Zhang Zao.

Strange, living so close that he didn't even pay attention to his face.

But at this moment, the hand that handed the money had already stretched out, Wan didn't withdraw it, so he said as usual: "Do uncle a favor..."

Song Yan repeated her words before leaving, and she couldn't miss her family even if she made quick money.

Zhang Zao fully agreed, but when he turned his head, he could only see a black shadow, which he couldn't see through, and when he turned his head again, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But with this windfall, I will bring meat buns home tonight!Roast chicken!

Ever since Zhang Zao lived with Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing, it became increasingly difficult to tell whether they had money or not.

Let’s say they don’t have money, the rice and noodles they eat are finer than Yuanwai’s, and they even have the time to grow flowers and grass, but they can be said to be rich, but they are so poor, guarding a small courtyard, and have to do everything by themselves, Most of the day was wasted on the stove.

As far as he knew, rich people all had dedicated cooks, and they would never do everything by themselves like his two elder brothers, who would suffer from the bitterness of the food day after day.

Song Yan returned to Xu Huaiqing's side, gestured to him, and the two stood together obediently, without causing any trouble to the county magistrate.

The on-the-spot trial was obviously inappropriate, so the county magistrate saw that Madam Ma was about to confide, so he ordered her to be detained, casually said something blasphemous to appease the people present, and then cast a sharp glance at the witch and witch present.

He is a firm member of the Holy Spirit, and when he came to Miaojiang to be an official, he was equipped with a doctor according to court practice, and he also relied on this doctor for his life.

So I despise the witchcraft of knowing ghosts and gods here, three sticks can't hit two dates, what's the use of this?

Song Yan and Xu Huaiqing were stared at by the county magistrate with expressionless faces.

But this also shows from the side that their secrecy is very good.

The county magistrate was full of rewards, and when he was wondering whether to take Goddess Ma to the Yamen immediately or go back to the viewing platform by himself, suddenly, the voices from the audience became louder and louder, making people unable to help but look over, and at the same time Hear the dispute clearly.

In the audience, there was a hammer here and there, and there was a mallet here. They obviously had different speaking skills, but they were beating around the bush and suspicious of the person on the stage who was used to exorcise evil spirits.

"My eyes are so wide open that I can clearly see that the person on the stage looks like two people. If you don't believe me, look at it!" The speaker picked out a thin man on the stage, most of his face was covered by his hair, and he was staring at the county. Let the surrounding people look at it, but suddenly it was mentioned, and they hurriedly lowered their heads in a panic.

People who don't believe in it naturally don't want to hear this. How important is the witchcraft competition, how can it be tricky.

So the two parties quarreled under the stage. One party asked to look carefully, and then went back and said that he didn't see any problems.

At this moment, Miss Bixuan saw the situation getting worse and couldn't help stopping it, but before she could say anything to comfort her, she was interrupted by the shrewd county magistrate.

"Then check, the man was found by the Holy Maiden's Mansion, and please ask the girl to invite the doctor from the Holy City over. To show my sincerity, Doctor Gu from my mansion can also come!" The county magistrate said to Bixuan.

Hearing the words, Bixuan said neither soft nor hard: "It is impossible for the Holy Maiden's Mansion to be fake."

The county magistrate only looked at her smiling gracefully and didn't answer.

A few more handsome middle-aged men came down from the viewing platform, walked up to Bixuan and said, "Then check it out."

Bixuan stepped back and whispered, "I'll leave it to you." Then he returned to the viewing platform by himself.

The relationship between the Holy Maiden's Mansion and the imperial court has always been bad, but they are close to the wizards, so Bixuan naturally doesn't have to save the county magistrate's face in every way.

But now, she felt uneasy. She wasn't sure if there was something tricky about it, so she wanted to get rid of it in a hurry and ask the chief manager of the Saintess Mansion to find out.

But it doesn't matter, even under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bixuan believes that the Holy Maiden's Mansion can handle this matter properly.

As for the others, they still need to be anxious to make friends with the talented wizards who emerged in this witchcraft competition.

Cheating was more important than wizarding, but the county magistrate left in no hurry, ordering one after another, as if to investigate strictly.

A bunch of people gathered on and off the stage, and seeing that there would be no results today, Song Yan dragged Xu Huaiqing and slipped away along the path.

They are tired and want to go home and lie down.

It is so comfortable not to be an emperor, and you can be aboveboard whenever you want to be lazy.

Along the way, they briefly analyzed the Saintess Mansion.The Holy Maiden's Mansion came into being with witchcraft, and is inextricably linked with the wizards of the holy city. The masters in it are all girls who are good in age, status, body and appearance every ten years. It is pure and pure, entered the mansion at the age of ten, and then became the first saint at the age of 20.

Of course, there have been several holy sons in the history of the Holy Maiden Mansion, but it has only stabilized in the past few hundred years.

The Holy Maiden's Mansion uses the Holy Maiden as its facade, and there is a chief manager inside to manage the witchcraft competition and the flow of wizards in Miaojiang. However, there are faint rumors that they have a group of Miao people who know Gu.

Speaking of meeting Gu, Song Yan, who was about to enter the yard, found another bug, and said without temper: "Huaiqing, do you have any?"

Before Xu Huaiqing could answer, Song Yan hastily dragged him into the room for inspection.

Xu Huaiqing took off the clothes and piled them aside, saw Song Yan burying her head in it and rummaged through it, so she fetched water for Song Yan to heat up and began to take a bath.

Panting heavily, Song Yan poked her head out from the pile of clothes, her nostrils were filled with the faint fragrance of Xu Huaiqing's body, without a trace of filth.

He rummaged through it, finally folded the clothes and put them away, then picked up the coat and sent it to Xu Huaiqing.

"What annoying bugs, one day they will bring out all the carrots and mud!" Song Yan complained while sitting on a small bench beside the tub.

He felt that the rumors could not be false, why they were targeted as soon as they showed up today, and he didn't want to do anything other than peep at the Holy Maiden's Mansion of the Witchcraft Competition.

Xu Huaiqing combed his hair slowly and said, "Come on, but is it really going to rain tomorrow as you said?"

Song Yan leaned over and kissed Xu Huaiqing's upturned nose, her eyes sparkled: "Yes, but we shouldn't talk about it now."

"Oh." Xu Huaiqing responded indifferently, got out of the bathtub and walked to the bed tightly wrapped up.

Song Yan stretched out her hand and called as she walked, "Wait for me, Huaiqing, I'll bake your hair!"

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When Zhang Zao came back, the sky was already full of stars, and the night wind swept away all the remarks behind him.Holding the roast chicken and the meat bag, he entered through the door reserved for him, and saw that even the lights in the main room were turned off.

So Shumen Shulu ran into the kitchen to put the things away, took the buns and gnawed them while walking to his own room.

This was a sign that the two eldest brothers had fallen asleep, and besides, it was already night, so it was inappropriate to disturb them.

Tomorrow he will tell the two big brothers that he made money today, and he is the one who shouted the most!

Staring at the bustle all day made him extremely excited. Although he died without a problem and felt that he hadn't eaten enough, he found so many incompetent wizards anyway. Tonight is destined to be an unusual night in the Holy City.

It turns out that wizards can also fake...

Zhang Zao was still a little excited at this time, and when he finally arrived at the hut, he felt the long-lost exhaustion, staggered to the bed, plopped down on the bed, and chewed the buns clean with his eyes closed.