"This girl is really stubborn!"

Lying on a rattan tree, with one hand on her head and a bronze wine jug in the other, a water mirror fell in front of her eyes, reflecting everything that happened in the palace of Luoyang.

Si Ming Xingjun sat under the thousand-year-old tree, studying a game of dead chess, and when he heard that he was both carefree and sighed at her stubbornness, he shook his head with a smile, and sighed at the rest of the people with stubbornness, it was really interesting!

"Si Ming Xingjun is really a good Mr. Ben, if you don't want to be this immortal one day, you will have a skill in going to the mortal world, so you won't end up on the streets!"

Hearing this, Si Ming Xingjun seemed to remember something, and asked suspiciously: "Xiao Xian has something unclear, the lord and Xiao Xian are both immortals, but they are like fish in water in this mortal world, this silver...... It seems to be endless, I don't know what kind of trick the owner used?"

According to the gods, if she has no worries about violating the laws of heaven when she is in the mortal world, the purse on her waist is bulging, and the money is like flowing water, if she violates the laws of heaven without worry, then this heavenly calamity will not even leave her with scum left?

He laughed out loud and sighed a few times.

"Feelings, you are here to ask me for the survival scripture of the mortal world!" After worry-free slowly descending from the withered vines, a few golden leaves fluttered in the wind and landed on the chessboard, Si Ming Xingjun looked at the woman in front of him, stepped on the wind, slightly fragrant with wine, and actually had a sense of intoxication.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Is the owner willing to teach it to Xiaoxian?"

"Then Lao Xingjun will write a few more hard-working people, so that my business in this wine shop will be on fire!"

Si Ming Xingjun smiled and nodded, he was really impressed by the worry-free, no matter when and where, he thought that someone would go to the nameless wine shop to build a dream, once the story was told, it would be a dream, and the spirit of consciousness would be hers.

This is the only pursuit of the Six Realms for thousands of years.

"The owner of this restaurant asks you, what is the most lacking thing in my nameless liquor store?"

A wine shop is a wine shop, and the most important thing is wine!

Wine!......

Si Ming suddenly realized that she had actually taken the wine brewed by her divine consciousness and sold it to those ordinary people! Which immortal official or god in this heavenly palace would sell the elixir made by consuming her divine power to mortals! These things can be done without worry!

Si Ming Xingjun looked at the smug and proud smile on his face, and knew that only this unique dream builder had the courage to do this!

"The owner is really smart, and he is really clever in finding a different way. Si Ming bowed very respectfully, and said, "It's just that the owner is taking the peerless wine to sell, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

"Don't look at the owner's wall full of wine, although the bottle is small, but the wine is endless, I don't just share a cup of soup, but what I get is a large piece of silver, how can I lose this?"

Not only did she explain the tricks proudly, but her eyes gradually shifted to the dead game, she studied for a moment, embattled, even if it was a ruin, it would be useless.

This is the current pattern of the Tang Dynasty. "I don't have to worry about holding a sunspot in my hand and looking at the person who laid it out.

"Yes!" Si Ming Xingjun raised his head and met his carefree eyes, "I wonder if the lord can solve it?"

This is Si Ming Xingjun for Tang Jingzong...... Even Datang, the number of lives written by everyone, how can there be a way to crack it?

Unless you build a dream, turn things around, and recast the peaceful and prosperous world, this method is not untouched, as early as a hundred years ago, there was a woman in red clothes who found it without worry, so that the Tang Dynasty could continue.

It's a pity that everything is fate, the sky wants Tang to die, and Tang has to die.

He put the sunspot in his hand back into the chess box, "If Tang Jingzong has a relationship with the owner of this store, he can break this game." ”

"It's just...... Breaking the present, the future will also end in the same way, a cyclical death, it is better to die thoroughly. ”

"The lord is smart. ”

Si Ming Xingjun admired the carefree in front of him even more, it seems that he does not abide by the rules and is maverick, but in fact, he has unique insights and hits the nail on the head, and the truth of this world is seen thoroughly by her.

The sky gradually darkened, a large area of twilight with the warm white moonlight hung high in the sky, the day wandering gods rested, the night wandering gods waited for the opportunity to go out, flew to everyone's ears, whispered a few words, laid down the dream, and finally weaved the night sky into colorful colors, and the lilac aurora gently illuminated the way back for each immortal.

"It looks like another year has passed...... "Lying on a vast meadow without worry, sighing the passage of time, "Si Ming, why do you say that time in the mortal world passes so quickly, but this heavenly palace is really like a year!"

"Whether it's a year or a day, if you are immersed in it, you won't feel the passage of time, just like sleeping at night. ”

"Yes, but it's been a year, and what happened to your pair of miserable people? "It's perfect to sit up, spread out the water mirror, and watch the show in the night.

"yes, it's time to finish. ”

......

......

The fourth year of the Heavenly Emperor, March.

Tang Jingzong was demoted to the king of Jiyin, and Zhu Quanzhong was in the Zen position.

Tang died.

Caozhou, the house of Shucong.

Tang Jingzong was imprisoned here, accompanied only by Gonggong Li and Qianlan.

The courtiers and attendants who shouted "Long live the saint" in the past have all joined the new king.

The world is hot and cold, and it is just human nature.

Tang Jingzong, who had experienced so much, also saw it, from the moment he was forced to take the Zen position, he was ready to face death, but there was just an extra Qianlan out of the plan.

In September, it is another round of autumn.

The hawthorn tree in the courtyard has already been full of fruit, red, like thousands of lights hanging on the treetops, Qianlan moved a ladder, is picking hawthorn fruits, Li Gonggong is holding a basket under the tree.

Tang Jingzong was wielding a wooden sword in the courtyard, the sword was like a dragon, and it was done in one go, and after a round of tricks, he was already sweating profusely and soaking his underwear.

In this boxy courtyard, there is no prosperity and luxury of the court, simple and quiet, in this troubled world, it is also a kind of beauty.

Qianlan handed the picked fruit to Tang Jingzong, took a bite of the hawthorn, and the red fruit was so sour that the back of the neck tightened, and there was a shiver between the lips and teeth.

"It's so sour!" Tang Jingzong had never eaten such sour food, and the flesh on his face was twisted into a ball, and Qianlan felt a little funny when she looked at his sour teeth.

"Don't you feel sour?"

Qianlan shook her head and wrote, "It's sweet!"

"Where is it sweet, are you bluffing me...... Deliberately give me the sour one?" As soon as the words fell, she snatched the fruit that Qianlan had bitten just now, put it in her mouth, and bit it violently, and the sour juice burst out, Tang Jingzong hurriedly ran into the house and drank a big bowl of water.

Gonggong Li stood under the hawthorn tree and watched the two of them laugh and enjoy the last years of peace.