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It doesn't matter how complicated and entangled other people's minds are, Ji Xiaoli can't care about it. The order from the palace, seeing that the day of going to the National Teacher's Mansion to apprentice is getting closer, her mood is also getting higher and higher day by day, all day long. In the yard busy RBI.
The most important things are of course her treasures, the alchemy cauldron; the ebony table, which is invulnerable to swords and guns and self-extinguishing by fire; and the saw made of black iron, the hammer inlaid with diamonds... She personally stared at the maid and put them away. It's all set up.
As for the clothes and jewellery, the servant girl tidied them up with a wave of her hand, so her concubine and concubine had to worry about it, she made a list and checked it, and added a lot.
But on the day of departure to the National Teacher's Mansion, the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion was not seen, and the mighty five carts of luggage were all left outside the Shili Xueqionghua Forest.
Even though the person who sent her here was little general Ji Nanji who had just returned from a victorious battle in the Southern Kingdom, the old housekeeper of the National Teacher's Mansion who came to welcome her still spoke clearly and conveyed the words of the National Teacher clearly: He is here to worship a teacher and practice Taoism. Once you enter the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, you must abide by the rules of the National Teacher, and you don't need to bring these vulgar things in.
Ji Xiaoli was extremely reluctant to part with her baby, so he asked Ji Nan and Ji Xi who sent her here to put her baby back to its original place. Ji Nan smiled and agreed, but Ji Xi was extremely worried about the state teacher's dismissal, and told Xiao Li: "Ten days will be the day to rest and take a bath, and I will pick you up early in the morning. No matter how these ten days are, you have to endure it. Don't be at home, don't mess around, don't make trouble. If you have anything to do, send a war pigeon to send a letter back, and I will rush to you as soon as possible. Do you understand?"
His tone was so cautious, almost a promise, but Ji Xiaoli had already flown into the Imperial Teacher's Mansion with all his heart, nodded perfunctorily but happily, turned around and followed the old housekeeper without hesitation.
She was riding her little red horse and refused to ride in a carriage. The old butler had nothing to do with her, so he had to untie a horse and ride on it, accompanying her.
The National Teacher's Mansion is really outstanding, and many of them in the Ten Mile Xueqiong Forest have become spirits. Xiao Li went all the way, only listening to their chattering comments: "Oh, she really came! She is really stupid and bold!" !"
"Master Guoshi was so angry when he came back from the palace yesterday, he is probably sharpening his knife now."
"Cut~ What are you doing sharpening the knife! Our national teacher can smash her to pieces with a wave of his sleeve!"
"Oh, don't bury me here if you're dead, I'll be a monster decades later after sucking this stupid fertilizer!"
Ji Xiaoli listened... seemed to be talking about her
Master Guoshi wants to kill her? !
"That..." She turned her head and asked the uncle housekeeper who was riding seriously, "Can I ask a question?"
The uncle housekeeper turned his face and nodded kindly: "Excuse me, miss."
"Is Master Guoshi waiting for me in the mansion?"
"yes."
"Is he waiting for me happily, or is he waiting for me unhappy?"
Probe cautiously.
The corner of the butler's mouth twitched, "This... I'm a slave, I don't dare to presume adults' wishes."
Unable to speak, Ji Xiaoli blinked his eyes sadly.
Suddenly, a Xueqiong flower not far away cheered and yelled loudly: "Oh, she really came in on a horse! The Master of the State Teacher has no plans! She will soon step into the Wuqiong formation! Come and see!"
"That..." Ji Xiaoli asked fearfully, "Can I ask one more question?"
"Miss... Excuse me."
"The Wuqiong formation is just ahead?"
The uncle housekeeper tilted his body in shock, and after sitting upright, he looked at the childish little girl with a frightened old face: "Miss knows Wuqiong array?!"
In fact, they have already stepped into the Wuqiong formation at this moment.
It was the first of countless gossip formations on the way to the National Teacher's Mansion. If there is no guide and you don't know how to break the formation, you will never be able to get out of the Ten Li Xueqionglin if you are trapped in the formation.
Normally, he would take a carriage to welcome visitors from the National Teacher's Mansion, so naturally there was no such trouble, but before coming today, the young national teacher told him with a cold face: If the "ten-year peach and plum" does not want to take the carriage, he will follow along with him. Of.
The housekeeper has been thinking about the reason for the master's instructions all the way. It turns out that it is because this seemingly... little girl knows the art of formation.
The little girl who knew the art of formation shook her head sincerely.
Pointing to the Xueqiong tree beside the road, the little girl said sincerely, "They said it."
The uncle housekeeper was shocked again and almost fell off his horse.
"They also said that Master Guo Shi is very angry... Why is Master Guo Shi angry? Is it because he is jealous of my Huigen?"
She thought hard for a long time, she had no grudges with Master Guoshi, and the only intersection was the blue eyes of Master Guoshi.
Therefore, Master Guoshi must be envious and jealous of her because he practiced hard but failed to get the point, but she was very talented and soon became immortal.
The uncle housekeeper finally fell off the horse completely this time.
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The uncle housekeeper who fell off his horse showed his old waist, and climbed into the carriage with a disheveled face. Xiao Li took care of him sadly and kindly, and passed the Wuqiong formation safely in the carriage.
As soon as she entered the mansion, the housekeeper was carried away, and Ji Xiaoli was led to the main hall by a six-year-old boy with a round face, where the noble and unparalleled Master of the State Teacher was waiting for her.
She came to this place once when she was a child, and she still remembered that the two hundred-year-old stone lions outside the gate were very silent, and the towering trees on both sides of the road leading to the main hall were chattering endlessly. But after ten years, why has it become so quiet here
Ji Xiaoli walked in with the servant, feeling a little cold on his back.
When there were still ten steps away from Wanqian Hall, the boy stopped and respectfully asked Ji Xiaoli to go in by himself.
Xiao Li swallowed, put one hand on the treasure bag at his waist, and walked in cautiously.
The spacious and tall main room was so quiet that there was not even a single sound, only the rustling of her own footsteps, which made her skin crawl.
"National... National Teacher..." She called out boldly.
Chen Yubai was actually standing by the window, waiting for her dog eyes to turn around and see him. The corners of her mouth twitched with a thunderous roar, and he flicked his sleeves in displeasure. The people on full alert set off a somersault.
Ji Xiaoli was on guard all over when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew up, and before she fell to the ground, she decisively threw the Thunderbolt she was holding out.
The red thunderbolt rolled on the ground with a muffled sound, but did not explode—this is a common occurrence. Seven out of ten thunderbolts she made were duds, and the damage of the remaining three that could explode was limited.
But a dud also has the power of a dud—a large cloud of red smoke gushes out and quickly fills the room.
After throwing it, Ji Xiaoli turned over and fled, rolling and crawling to escape, and sat down on the ground.
She was clutching her chest and panting heavily, when suddenly her eyes blurred, and a black figure flashed past, stopping ten steps away from her with a murderous aura stronger than the most powerful demon she had ever seen.
This was the second meeting between Chen Yubai and Ji Xiaoli: on a very bad day, yesterday in the palace the emperor kindly forced him to accept this damn disciple. He knew that this was his doom, and he was ready to meet the doom, but the doom was even more unbearable for him than ten years ago, without even meeting him, he was forced to hold his breath and plundered thousands of halls!
On weekdays, the quiet and silent Wanqiantang was surrounded by red mist, and the master of the national teacher who was always walking slowly flew out of the door, and the servants guarding the door looked at him with the shocked expression of "hearing this in the morning, and dying in the evening". Looking at the scene in front of me.
The black ice silk clothes that didn't even dare to get the moonlight on them moved automatically without wind, and the icy voice from the ninth layer of the nether world was already full of murderous intent: "Ji, Xiao, Li!"
As soon as the little girl who had been named raised her head, the black figure was already approaching, and her little face ached from the murderous intent. The little girl's life was of the utmost importance, so another thunderbolt was forced out, and she greeted him in the face.
It was impossible for Chen Yubai to let her succeed twice. With a flick of his sleeve, the thunderbolt with its red smoke tail changed its direction without hesitation, and plunged into the arms of the thousand-year-old locust tree spirit who was stretching out the canopy to watch the excitement.
Ji Xiaoli heard the panic-stricken scream of the pagoda tree spirit, and the black figure with a murderous look was already in front of her eyes, and the cold black ice silk was already caressing her neck, she was terrified, so she went all out Instead of retreating, he advanced, gritted his teeth and slammed forward forcefully.
The girl's smooth forehead hit the visitor's chin with a "bang".
Hearing a muffled groan, Da Ye Qinggui was like the beautiful and bright moon of the National Teacher... He froze his handsome and unparalleled face, and stepped back three steps.
The servants who were watching happily at the side all fell to their knees in fright at this moment, and there was an endless sound of "plop".
Only Ji Xiaoli didn't know what happened, and stood there holding his forehead with tears in his eyes.
Only then did she have a chance to see the person in front of her clearly.
The rumored noble figure who looked like an exiled immortal was a young man. His black clothes were a little messy at the moment, but the sleeves of his clothes were windless and automatic, flowing like a fairy. He looks... Ji Xiaoli looked at his face, and suddenly opened his eyes: he looks so beautiful!
The four young masters of the Ji family are all handsome, but the young man in front of him is dressed in black with black hair, dark eyes, and his ivory white skin is very similar to her favorite white jade hatchet!
so beautiful! The bruises gradually appearing on the chin and the faint blood stains at the corners of the mouth are her favorite colors during alchemy!
"National Teacher... Your Excellency?" The fifteen-year-old girl looked happy, "Master National Teacher is well!" She greeted him according to the teachings at home when she came here, and seeing that he looked so bad, she complimented him deliberately: " Master Guoshi, you look so good-looking!"
The servants kneeling on the ground... silently pressed their faces to the ground, trembling one by one.
Chen Yubai's clothes were already agitated by the bursting anger, as if in a strong wind, he pursed his lips tightly, looking at that stupid face, he was fighting fiercely in his heart.
Her fate is closely related to him, and his destiny cannot be changed. He cannot kill her himself, and if he violates the will of heaven, he will be punished by heaven. But, but now... How is it better than being condemned by God? !
Swallowing a mouthful of blood foam, Chen Yubai tried his best to regain his composure.
The tongue that was smashed by her hurt very much, and he was a little stiff when speaking: "Take, her, take, go, go!"
The servants, shaking like leaves in the wind, quickly got up and dragged Ji Xiaoli down with his dreamy face.
All of a sudden Wanqian Hall became quiet again, but the hall was filled with smoke and a pungent smell; the green pagoda tree outside the hall was dyed half red, with a crown hanging down; it was as noble as the breeze and the moon. The year-old master of the national teacher stood in a mess, his body was in a mess, his handsome face was as cold and expressionless as jade, and he was popular among thousands of girls in the night, the murderous intent and anger were as fierce as ten thousand horses galloping.
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The author has something to say: the first time we met, the meat sticks to the flesh, and the tongue is bitten... I am really a good author in China~~~