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After taking care of the childish Sixth Prince, Qin Sang returned to the Qianmi Palace.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi was leaning on the beauty couch, admiring the Melaleuca tea plant sent by the emperor yesterday. When the Empress Dowager Duanmi was young, she was all over the world, and the old emperor almost gave up because of her. Although she is over fifty now, she still looks like a beautiful woman in her thirties. She caresses the petals of the blooming tea plant with a smile, and the national beauty and heavenly fragrance fade away for a while.
"You are back, has the national teacher accepted the order?" Even the voice is still charming and pleasant.
Qin Sang knelt on the ground docilely, saluted before replying to her in a low voice: "Master Guoshi probably has obtained the emperor's will long ago, I haven't read out the imperial edict from the empress dowager, he has already guessed my intention. "
When the Empress Dowager Duanmi heard the words, her fingers stroking the petals froze, but she didn't get angry, and her smile was even more beautiful. Xian Xianyu stroked the delicate petals, and she said softly: "In this way, the Suzaku Order may have already appeared. Even if it is not in the hands of the emperor, it is in the hands of someone he trusts."
"Then the national teacher, what should we do now?"
"We can't chew Chen Yubai's hard bone, so let's put it aside for now. As long as he obeys the emperor's orders, the Xuanwu Lingai family will get his hands one day." Duan Mi smiled coldly, "Right now, we have to deal with it." It's the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. The Ji family must not let the Ji family take advantage of the battle in Xili."
Qin Sang answered "Yes" in a low voice, "But according to the Queen Mother's orders."
The hall was quiet for a long time, when the Empress Dowager Duanmi admired the tea plant enough, she cut it off with her fine fingers, twirled the flowers and played with her fingertips. She glanced at the person kneeling on the ground, smiled and said as usual: "The eldest prince has become more and more unsightly these days, so go and see him when you have time. Don't waste that effort fighting against Xiao Liu, that kind of What's the fun, kid?"
What happened just before entering the door, she already knew so clearly, Qin Sang suppressed the chill in her heart, and replied in a low voice and respect: "In two days, it will be the day to deliver medicine to the eldest prince, I will try my best to persuade you his."
"Alas... In fact, the Ai family also knows that it is useless for anyone to persuade him. A Gu Mingzhu has already ruined him." The Empress Dowager Duanmi sighed regretfully, "If I knew this, I really shouldn't have brought their sisters into the palace. Gong. Qin Sang, don't be like Gu Mingzhu, who disregarded the plans of the Qianmi clan for the sake of a petty family affair. "
Her voice was gentle and friendly, but Qin Sang didn't dare to be careless at all, she lowered her head and said softly: "Li Weiran is holding a unicorn token, and he is also the leader of the martial arts alliance, my false relationship with him is just to take advantage of him, please let the empress dowager learn from her! "
"Well, the Ai family believes in you. Now we only need four tokens of Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu to return to the holy land... Qin Sang, your parents are buried there, and you have looked like this for so many years When you grow up, you must really want to go back and offer incense sticks to them, right?"
"Yes... I will do my best to die for the Qianmi clan." The Qianmi saintess bowed to the end, her forehead touched the cold gold brick, her voice was soft and quiet.
The Empress Dowager Duanmi threw the flowers in her hand aside casually, looked at the envoy Qian Mi who was kneeling on the ground, and raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.
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Daye's national teacher is a transcendent existence. In this world where the ancient gods are all distant legends, the national teacher is the god of thousands of people. The previous national teachers were in charge of the Xuanwu Order and protected the world, so sometimes even the imperial power could not completely restrain the national teachers.
Ever since Chen Yubai took over as the national teacher, except for the necessary sacrifices and prayers, the lord of the national teacher, who is as cold as a banished fairy, does not even show up at the morning court every day. Sometimes the emperor is puzzled by the celestial phenomena. I personally ran to the National Teacher's Mansion to inquire.
For such a national teacher, it is as difficult as heaven for princes and generals to ask him for a fortune-telling or fortune-telling.
Chu Shangshu was troubled by this.
Chu Shangshu’s distress is this: he became famous when he was young, but he married more than ten wives and concubines but couldn’t give birth to a son, so he asked the old national teacher at that time. The old master made a calculation and said that it is better for him not to have a son than to have a son, and advised him not to force him.
Chu Shangshu quit - he worked hard to become a high-ranking official and earned a large family fortune. What's the matter if he doesn't have a son to inherit it
The old national teacher was soft-hearted and kind, and was begged by him to set up a formation for him to seek a son. In the spring of the following year, Chu Shangshu really hugged his fat son, and he was so happy from ear to ear, there was a gold plaque and a thank you gift for eighty-eight cars.
The old master refused to accept him, saying: "Your son was forced by you, and his life is full of disasters, especially the marriage, which is full of hardships."
When Chu Shangshu heard this, he quickly asked the old master to change the horoscope for his precious son.
The old national teacher sighed and said: "He had a calamity when he was eighteen years old. If he can survive it, he can change his horoscope at that time, and maybe he can still have a chance to get a married couple."
From then on, Chu Shangshu tremblingly raised his precious son Chu Haoran, looking forward to his eighteenth birthday every day.
This Chu Haoran has grown up safely, and he looks very handsome and suave, unrestrained and unrestrained. Chu Shang wrote down the comments of the old master, and arranged baby marriages for him since he was a child. From the age of eight to eighteen, he had booked ten marriages for him. Without exception, Xiaojiabiyu, who has a strong horoscope, fell seriously ill or died unexpectedly as soon as she got engaged.
Even the girls in Chu Haoran's courtyard, even if he held hands with them or even said a few more words, he could kill Ren Ke immediately on the spot.
The handsome and unrestrained Mr. Chu was bloody hit again and again, and he was melancholy shutting himself out all day. He could only read scripts and write grievances at home.
Now it's not easy, Chu Haoran is eighteen years old! But the old national teacher has been gone for many years, the new national teacher is withdrawn and aloof, and Chu Shangshu gave gifts to others without even touching the door. In the end, there was no other way. He even cried and knelt and begged the emperor. Only then did Chen Yubai reluctantly agree to meet his side.
In Wanqian Hall, just as Chu Shangshu proposed to come, the young Master of the State Council coldly refused.
Chu Shangshu lowered his old face and begged bitterly: "... Gouzi can only serve as servants by his side. It seems that the incense of the Chu family is about to be cut off. Master Guoshi can't see it!"
"The incense of the Chu family should have been cut off by Chu Shangshu." Chen Yubai was unmoved.
The birthday horoscope was brought by a person's life. Forcibly changing it was against God's will, and it was Chen Yubai's life that was lost. Why did he agree
The more Chu Haoran listened, the more sad and indignant he became! He was spoiled and pampered since he was a child, and he has a son's temper. How can he bear the cold face of the master of the country, and said in a sad and angry way: "Father! Why do you make things difficult for the master of the country! I would rather not marry a wife in this life, what's the big deal of it!"
Chu Shang slapped the table angrily: "What nonsense! Get out!"
Chu Haoran glanced at Master Guoshi angrily, opened the folding fan with a "wow", and strode out with his head held high.
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Mr. Chu couldn't calm down, he paced depressedly, and walked into a garden casually.
Thinking that since he was a child, he wanted the wind and the rain, the only son of the Shangshufu, handsome and handsome, and a talented man, just like the hero who loves vigorously and dies in the storybook, but... But those he once loved The woman who lived! Those beautiful, delicate, gentle and demure, playful, gentle and generous, Xiaojiabiyu girls...they all died the moment he fell in love with them!
How can there be love without a heroine
Young Master Chu was very sad.
The garden was pleasantly landscaped with green trees and flowers everywhere. Chu Haoran was mourning his miserable fate to a beautiful peony plant, and just as he was feeling sad, a girl’s voice sounded not far away: "Hey!" ? Who are you? Why are you here?"
Chu Haoran is very familiar with the most classic lines when the hero and heroine meet in this kind of storybook!
He couldn't believe it, hesitated, and turned around slowly to look—the little girl in a bright yellow veil with pink cheeks, a face like a lotus, a graceful waist, like a willow following the wind, standing among the flowers, standing gracefully, with a pair of Staring at him with clear eyes, the eyes of a young girl in love made him feel like a dream...
"Xiaosheng Haoran," Mr. Chu read the lines from the story book obsessively, "I didn't know that the beautiful woman was here, it was so abrupt."
Ji Xiaoli was very confused.
Is the surname "Xiaosheng" among the hundred surnames? Tangtu...is it sweet or not
Seeing the beauty's beautiful eyes staring at him affectionately, Chu Haoran couldn't help but caressed his handsome face, opened the folding fan with a "wow", shook it suavely, and asked softly: "I don't know the girl's name, can you teach me?"
Xiaoli understood this sentence, and answered with a smile: "My name is Ji Xiaoli. I am my master's apprentice, how about you?"
Young Master Chu smiled proudly, and shook his folding fan more vigorously: "My name is Chu Haoran, my father is the Minister of the Household Department, and I am the only son in the family." He said, and took two steps closer tentatively.
Seeing that Xiao Li was safe and sound, neither falling back on the stones and falling to her death, nor a flash of lightning splitting a tree branch and crushing her to death, Chu Haoran rejoiced and took another two steps closer.
"I came with my father to visit Master Guoshi. I don't want to meet a beautiful woman by chance. Life is like a dream. It's really a blessing to be together." Mr. Chu looked at the living little girl with affection - she is still alive! His heart was pounding like a deer, and he had already fallen in love with the person in front of him: "Young girl Yuxue is cute and charming, she is more intoxicating than this garden full of flowers."
This word is too written, Ji Xiaoli has not yet reacted, the crowd watching Ripple and a group of monsters can't help but burst out laughing "Ahahahahahahahaha".
"Which book is this word from? It's so disgusting hahahahahahaha..."
"He didn't vomit after he finished speaking! The acting skills are really good hahahahahaha..."
"Has he ever seen Yu Hexue? Has his eyes grown in his hair
"My beautiful face, which has been cultivated for a hundred years, is not as intoxicating as that idiot hahahahahahaha..."
Ji Xiaoli grew up in Ji's mansion, and the men she met were all warriors. Even Ji Xi, who was calm and steady, and Ji Nan, who was elegant, had never said such gentle and nasty words. She stood there for a while, before she had time to savor the sweet words, Being greeted with such a wave of laughter all over the garden, all the charming feelings are gone.
"Don't go too far! Overhearing others talking and still laughing so loudly!" She angrily reprimanded her surroundings.
Chu Haoran smiled affectionately and corrected her, "This should be a sound of admiration, how could there be laughter, silly girl."
The author has something to say: I have already thought about the title of Mr. Chu's episode: If you are alive, it will be sunny.
PS: JJ smokes a lot recently, did any girl write a long comment but didn't get a reply? If so, leave a comment below and put it up there, and I'll reply.