Ruoqing is like a fairy, coming in the sun, and leaving on the rainbow.
With a wave of her sleeve, she did not take away a single cloud, but took away the faith of many believers.
Ruoqing took away their beliefs, and Xu Zheng took away their bodies. These were the first batch of believers from the Qi State they had subdued, and they were the core elite of the Holy Cult in Qi State.
These elites all fell under Xiaocui's prism.
Li Yi has always felt that compared with all kinds of people in the world, these fanatics are the simplest and purest. There will be no intrigue among them, and dealing with them is not tiring at all.
They only believe in the empress, if the empress tells them to do evil, they will do evil, and if the empress tells them to do good, they will do good. If they can be properly guided and purified, compared with the dirty and chaotic court, this is a clean stream in the world.
Xiaocui put away her prism, picked up the mirror in the water, and took away the basin of water in the yard.
For advanced players, only these things, plus two assistants, can bring people a visual feast.
Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your merit and fame deeply.
Of course, she didn't really go back to hermitage, she just went to the shopping mall with Xiaozhu Xiaohuan. Today, in the shopping mall, they can bring back all the things they can bring.
Li Yi felt that it was necessary to discuss with Ruoqing and make her a rainbow saint or something. Not to mention anything else, she could stand on her own with the ability to generate rainbows during the day.
After today, almost all the problems left over from history in Shuzhou have been resolved, and Li Yi can wait for his two—three little ladies to marry with peace of mind.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is not a big enough bed at home. Today, I will ask Han Bo to help build one...
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The land of chaos is extremely deep, somewhere deep in the mountains.
Three extremely embarrassed figures came out of the woods, and when they stood on a relatively wide mountain road, they finally couldn't help laughing.
These three people are naturally Fang Yu, the Right Protector of the Holy Cult, and the two purple-clothed envoys.
It has been more than a month since they fled all the way that night.
That day they were chased by dozens of masters, they only wanted to run for their lives, lost their direction, wandered around the mountains like headless chickens for so long, ate and slept in the open, overcame thorns and thorns, finally found the right way...
They suffered a lot along the way. At this time, Fang Yu's clothes were rotten into rags, his face was covered with dirt, and his hair was sticky. The two envoys in purple clothes beside him were not much better than him. Be more embarrassing.
An envoy in purple looked at him and asked hoarsely, "Guardian, where are we going now?"
"Although the road is wrong, the direction is not wrong." Fang Yu looked ahead, gritted his teeth and said, "Go to Qi State first, and meet your empress, and when you are done with Qi State's affairs, come back and wipe out Li Yi and those bald heads!"
This time, he fell for those bald-headed tricks. Not only did he fail to catch Li Yi, but he almost got himself into it too.
If the Holy Cult elites that he can mobilize fall into their hands, they may not end well.
The loss is so great that even the base in the chaotic land is lost. After returning to Qi this time, I am afraid that I will be punished by the empress, but don't worry too much about this. Blood is thicker than water, and the empress will be angry again. I won't do anything to him either.
It's just that the breath in my heart can't be swallowed no matter what.
If the affairs of Qi State can proceed smoothly, this small loss is nothing.
He let out a long sigh of relief, as long as he has a concubine, he really doesn't want to face Li Yi alone...
The most important thing right now is to find some suitable clothes.
"You three, stop!" A loud voice suddenly came from behind, and several figures quickly rushed out of the jungle, surrounding them.
The leader of a fierce man looked at them and said, "For robbery, hand over all the valuables on your body. When the uncle is in a good mood, he can let you go..."
As he spoke, his voice became smaller.
Just because the three people in front of me are really, really...
so shabby...
His face was covered with dirt, and he didn't know how long he hadn't washed his face. The clothes on his body had long since rotted into rags, and he couldn't even cover his crotch. He couldn't figure it out. Where are the things hidden
The vicious man looked at them, waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Forget it, it's bad luck for the uncle. It's really bad luck to meet you three poor people. Let you go today, so get out!"
Fang Yu didn't roll away, he was staring at the bald head of the leading man in a daze.
When he saw this bald head, Wang Wei's hideous face would appear in his mind.
Since more than a month ago, what he hates the most has changed from wasting food to being bald.
The vicious man looked at them and asked, "Are you all deaf, didn't you hear what the uncle said?"
Fang Yu looked at him again, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Oh, bald head...
This is already the border of Qi State on the other side, no matter how fast those bald heads are, it is impossible to come here, so the bald head in front of him is definitely not the bald head he hates.
But... they are all bald...
For some reason, the bald and fierce man suddenly felt cold all over, and shivered inexplicably.
Fang Yu and the two envoys in purple began to walk in the direction of those people.
"What do you want to do?"
"court death!"
"You guys, why are you taking off my clothes!"
"Don't, don't, big brother, hero, hero, I'll give you the socks, can I leave a loincloth for you!"
"It's cold, save a pair of trousers to wear... Please brother!"
…
After only a quarter of an hour, there was a mess lying on the mountain road, but there were no figures of the three of them.
The bald man at the head had been beaten so badly that his nose was blue and his face was swollen. He was limp on the ground and his body twitched unconsciously. Although the rest of them had not been tortured like him, there were three of them. Not even a loincloth.
They squatted down, folded their hands on their chests, and looked at their companions tremblingly.
"Borrow a pair of pants to wear..."
"We're all brothers, don't be so stingy..."
"No pants, socks are fine..."
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Kyoto.
King Shu was captured by King Jing in Shu Prefecture, and has now been secretly escorted to Kyoto. Except for the royal family and some high-ranking officials in the court, the people and officials in Beijing were kept in the dark about this matter.
After all, the matter of the Cui clan is no small matter, and it is tantamount to conspiring against each other. Although this matter has passed for a long time, it is related to the royal family. Once the King of Shu returns, it will definitely become the focus of attention of the people and officials in Kyoto.
At the gate of the palace, the eunuch who had already received the news stood there quietly waiting.
At some point, a carriage appeared in his eyes. The carriage came from afar and stopped slowly.
The carriage looked very dilapidated and had obviously traveled a lot.
A young man jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain of the carriage, let a certain eunuch in the palace look at it, and asked, "Is this the King of Shu?"
The eunuch looked at it carefully, compared it with the portrait in his hand, nodded and said, "It is undoubtedly the King of Shu."
"It's good if it's the king of Shu." The young man took the notebook and pen, handed them to him, and said, "If you confirm that the goods are fine, please sign for them."
"Thank you brother..." the eunuch cupped his hands and said with a smile.
In order to deceive people, it was not the postman but the bodyguard who secretly escorted the King of Shu from Shuzhou to Kyoto.
This "Shunfeng Escort" has just been established, and its semicolons have spread all over the prefectures and prefectures of Jingguo. Whether it is sending letters or delivering goods, the speed of logistics is only inferior to the imperial court's 800-mile express, and it is extremely reputable. Wrong, although the price is more expensive, it is also very popular among common people and merchants.
The eunuch was already familiar with this, took the pen and paper, and said: "Please wait here for a while, I will take it back and let His Majesty sign it before sending it out..."