"What's more, if you say you don't build civil engineering, what does it mean not to build civil engineering? Do you understand?"

"Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, you have never dug a canal, never taken the initiative to inspect the embankment, and every time you encounter a flood, a ground movement, or a plague, the only way you can think of is to light that pillar of incense. ”

Rong Miao shook his head and said sarcastically: "In addition to building dikes and digging ditches during the period of Taizu Taizong at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and then Emperor Wuling ordered the river to be dredged after the flood, it is true that in the construction of the country, there has indeed been no major construction in the construction of the country.

But because of the struggle for the succession of imperial power, your Rong clan has artificially created many killings, and has continued to seize the throne and fight for power for more than 400 years, and your Qiyue has not advanced an inch in the past 400 years!"

"Do you know what other countries have to say about you? ”

"The Rebellion of the Seventh World! Now you tell me that you value harmony and prosper the country with etiquette? In the past 400 years, how many palaces have been burned down and rebuilt, and how many pavilions and dancing pavilions have been added to the inner palace of Qiyue today? And among the official residences where you and others live, which one is not carved beams and painted buildings, and the courtyards are scattered? These are not called large-scale construction, could it be that the emperors and ministers of Qiyue Dynasty liked to play with wood?"

The young man was so red by Rong Miao that he was about to speak, but Rong Miao pointed at his lips.

The warm, soft touch on his lips frightened the boy, and his eyes widened with horror as he found himself speechless.

"Don't panic," Rong Miao smiled and waved her sleeves, bringing a burst of fragrant wind, "I'm not interested in what you want to say, and I really don't want to say anything to you hairy boys." ”

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at Shen Yiyi: "Senior brother, why don't you go on a trip with me and take these boys on a trip?"

Shen Yi smiled and nodded, "Listen to Senior Sister's arrangement." ”

Rong Miao nodded and praised, "Good." ”

With a wave of his hand, he shot out a spiritual light, and the spiritual light fell on the twenty beautiful boys in front of him, and the beautiful boys widened their eyes at the same time, glanced at Rong Miao quickly, and quickly lowered their heads. That look was angry, scared, and full of grievance.

Well, they were all silenced.

Rong Miao summoned the flying magic weapon with satisfaction, packed the beautiful boys and threw them onto the magic weapon, put on a spiritual power shield, and happily took Shen Yi and the beautiful boys away in the air.

The middle-aged emperor hid behind the window lattice of the dormitory, and kept looking at the palace where Rong Miao was staying. At this moment, when he saw the magic weapon suddenly flying out of the hall, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were dim.

It wasn't until the magic weapon disappeared from sight that Rong Mingxuan withdrew his gaze, looked at the cronies around him, and his voice was a little gloomy and uncertain: "The old thing is out, are you satisfied or dissatisfied with my gift?

The henchman did not dare to disobey the emperor's wishes, and when he heard Rong Mingxuan ask like this, he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty's sincerity can be seen in heaven and earth, and the ancestor can naturally feel it, besides, I heard that the people who cultivate immortals pay the most attention to cause and effect, and the most important commitment, so with the agreement of the ancestors back then, now this old ancestor will not let go if he wants to." ”

"But the old thing was very resolute before. Rong Mingxuan was a little hesitant.

"The people of the immortal family pay attention to leisure, and they are not willing to work hard for the trivial matters of the red dust, and most of the ancestors do not like to work around, so they have a little complaint, and they are just talking about it, you see that the ancestors did not accept those sons, and they must have accepted the sincerity of His Majesty. ”

"Oh?" Rong Mingxuan's eyes flashed, and he moved to the rice paper spread out on the table. That piece of rice paper was found when he sent someone to inspect the study after Rong Miao left the study, and it was spread out on the table in the study, and only one word "Rong" was written on the whole paper, and the ink had already dried.

Rong Mingxuan remembered the appearance of Rong Miao casually holding his wolf hair on rice paper.

"Maybe," Rong Mingxuan said in a low voice, "Maybe she still has the Rong family and Qiyue Kingdom in her heart." ”

"If that's the case, I can let her go. ”

"You secretly give the order," Rong Mingxuan raised his voice slightly, and ordered his henchmen: "Let those immortal masters be ready to enter the palace at any time." ”

"Your Majesty, what are you going to ......" The henchman was shocked and blurted out.

Rong Mingxuan snorted, and his henchmen hurriedly kowtowed, and crawled out of the palace gate.

Anseong's West Street is still full of people, shouting and shouting, and the aroma of various snacks lingers on the tip of the nose.

In front of the wonton stall, the stall owner looked at a man and a woman in the distance, and his hanging heart finally slowly fell, pulled up his cuffs and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and exhaled a long breath.

"Those two immortals just left? I thought they were going to torture you. ”

"That's it, I said, you are lucky this time, not only met the immortals, but also two good-natured immortals, and actually paid the silver money. ”

"That's it, you're going to burn incense when you go home. ”

As soon as Qi Xiuhan and Jiu Ze left, the other diners in the food stall came over, and you and I talked to the wonton stall owner with a word.

"Hey, go, go, eat yours, you dare to talk about the immortals, you are fat!" the stall owner shouted to drive people away.

"What are you afraid of, the immortals didn't say anything. A young diner muttered.

"You're not afraid of me, let's go, hurry up, don't hurt me. As he spoke, the stall owner picked up the young diner's unfinished wonton and stuffed it into his hand, pushing the person straight out of the stall.

The young diner was very annoyed and shouted: "Why are you so bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, what did I say, you are driving me so much, you ......"

"This junior, don't make any more trouble, don't talk about it anymore, let's go quickly. Some elderly diners had already reacted, their faces changed instantly, and when they saw that the young man was angry and wanted to make trouble again, they hurriedly dissuaded him.

"It seems that we don't have a very good image in the hearts of the people of Anseong. Jiu Ze and Qi Xiuhan were hidden in the dark, and their divine consciousness had been paying attention to the movements of the wonton stall, seeing this scene, Jiu Ze smiled and transmitted, "I'm more curious now." ”

"The third senior sister has worked hard all these years. Qi Xiuhan sighed.

At night, the curfew of Anseong began, and the hustle and bustle of the city fell into a peaceful sleep.

The wonton stall owner has a busy day, preparing the ingredients for the next day and preparing to turn off the lights and go to bed.

Just about to turn off the lights, he suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, and turned back suspiciously, and saw two immortals who had come to eat at the stall during the day standing in front of him.

After a brief pause, the stall owner quickly calmed down. At this time, looking at Jiuze and Qi Xiuhan, who were standing side by side, they didn't feel afraid, but had a sense of relief that "it's finally here".

Sighing softly, the stall owner bowed and said, "Meet the Immortal Chief." Then he will kneel.

Jiu Ze and Qi Xiuhan supported him.

"Uncle," it was still Qi Xiuhan who spoke, "We didn't come this time to settle accounts with you. Seeing the stall owner's thoughts at a glance, Qi Xiuhan's first sentence was to reassure.

The stall owner didn't speak, but just waited respectfully for Qi Xiuhan's next words.

Qi Xiuhan's Jiu Ze glanced at each other, and this time it was Jiu Ze who said: "I'm really sorry to bother you so late, but you seem to have some concerns in front of people, so we chose this time, and I ask my husband to tell you the truth." ”

During the day, after Qi Xiuhan asked that sentence, the stall owner's expression froze, and he refused to make a sound, so Jiuze and the others decided to leave first and ask again at another time and place.

The stall owner glanced at the two of them and said, "The two immortal elders haven't traveled here, right?"

Qi Xiuhan and Jiu Ze just smiled.

The stall owner sighed, "Then why do you have to find a villain?"

This time, Qi Xiuhan smiled and said, "I have a fate with my father-in-law." ”

The stall owner smiled bitterly: "That's it, the two of them came at night, and it can be regarded as giving the little old man enough face, how can the little one be so ignorant, what do the two immortals want to know, so they ask." ”