The housekeeper had already told Mu Qingyun about Feng Ling's situation in the front hall, if it wasn't for the young Taoist priest who arrived in time yesterday, Feng Ling would have died today. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

was talking in the hall, and when the housekeeper looked up, he saw the little servant in the courtyard chasing the young Taoist priest and said, "Daoist, stay and stay!" Your Highness's life was saved by you, and it's not too late for Your Highness to wake up and leave!"

But seeing that the young Taoist priest who was walking in front couldn't salute because he was carrying a medicine box in his hand, he bent down and said: "No need, there are still very important things to do in the poor road, and it is his creation that His Royal Highness can survive, so you don't need to thank me." ”

Then the man will turn and leave.

Mu Qingyun, who was on the chair in the hall, saw that the Taoist priest was arrogant, and saw that he was dressed up, and the center of his belt was fixed by a circular gossip diagram. Immediately got up from the chair, walked out of the door and said: "The Taoist chief doesn't know, the Sixth Highness is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, since he has not woken up yet, the prime minister will thank him here first." I just don't know Changgui's surname, and it's good to visit you another day. ”

Rao is Mu Qingyun, an old fox who has been in the officialdom for many years, still hasn't caught the smile flashing in the eyes of the young Taoist, the man hooked his lips slightly, and the polite words came easily: "It turned out to be the prime minister, disrespectful and disrespectful." In the lower noble surname Ye, often traveling, did not live in any Taoist temple, recently received a letter from the teacher, not long ago came to Yongning. ”

Mu Qingyun raised his eyes, as if he was interested, "I don't know if the respected teacher is ......"

"Yuling Mountain, the south is endless. Ye Ye bent the corners of his mouth and gently spit out these words.

Mu Qingyun, who was standing, was obviously stunned, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Really...... The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible. "When Nan Wuya had such a disciple, he often stayed in the palace, naturally he didn't know. But Nan Wuya is still very famous whether he is in the rivers and lakes or in the court.

At that time, the battle between Qingping Gate Nanwu and Zhitian Pavilion Qu Qianjing alarmed all the major sects on the rivers and lakes, and the benevolent and righteous people from all over the country drove donkey carts to come to Yongning in person to see, at that time, Mu Qingyun was still a poor talent who had not been admitted for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed, things have long been wrong, Qingping Gate was tragically destroyed overnight, and the Weaving Heaven Pavilion gradually fell apart under the siege of all sects, and the two factions of good and evil, which were originally the most powerful in the rivers and lakes, disappeared without a trace at once.

After this battle, Nan Wuya hid in Yuling Mountain, Qu Qianjing hid in the Poison Immortal Valley, and the two of them have never seen anyone since then.

It was also from then on that everyone gradually forgot these two characters who used to be able to call the wind and rain on the rivers and lakes.

"I just don't know, what is the current situation of His Royal Highness the Sixth?" Mu Qingyun didn't know much about the things on the rivers and lakes, he was a scholar, and he wasn't interested in those who fought and killed, so he just asked Ye Ye about Feng Ling's situation.

Ye Ye straightened his chest, and just wanted to say, "With Lao Tzu here, I guarantee that he can't die", but suddenly realized that the prime minister standing opposite him was the prime minister, who was a big official under one person and above ten thousand people. Hurriedly coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment, and replied in a crepe manner: "His Royal Highness the Sixth has injured the meridians, and Poor Dao has given him a heart protection pill in time, so there should be no major problem now, but you should pay attention to meditation and recuperate, and don't eat spicy things." ”

The two of you come and go, just a few polite words, between the words Mu Qingyun felt that the young Taoist in front of him had excellent medical skills, and he also had a lot of research on the gossip of the five elements, and he felt that this person was of great use to the imperial court, and threw out an olive branch several times to reveal that he wanted to recruit him into the palace, and I didn't know if the person didn't understand or was too stupid, so he ignored it directly, and only said that he still had important things to do, for fear that he would lose the good intentions of the prime minister.

Probably the people in the rivers and lakes have a strange temper, and seeing that people insist on leaving, Mu Qingyun is not easy to stay, so he can only watch Ye Ye leave the palace with a smile.

Ye Yedeng, who stepped out of the mansion with one foot, breathed a sigh of relief, the conditions offered by Mu Qingyun were really tempting enough, and he almost couldn't hold on.

However, as a protagonist, how can you stop for these little names and small profits? Lao Tzu is here to save the world.

Ye Ye thought happily.

However, no one took the three nail marks on Feng Ling's neck seriously, including Ye Ye.

*

The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, and His Majesty the Emperor is worried about the folding.

The Prime Minister has been away from Beijing for almost a month, and the Dragon Boat Festival in the past was arranged by the Prime Minister himself, but now he is really not used to it.

His Majesty the Emperor, who was worried, glanced at Yun Juncheng, who was admiring the big knife on his waist, and smiled bitterly in his heart, let him hold the Dragon Boat Festival, and he was not allowed to set up a competition platform in the palace......

His Majesty the Emperor, who didn't want to bother his brains, waved his pen, "This year's Dragon Boat Festival, let's keep it simple." ”

"Your Majesty, but the treasury is insufficient?" Yun Juncheng, who was admiring the big sword, suddenly raised his head and asked.

From the first Dragon Boat Festival, the princes from all over the country have to return to Yunyang on time, so that the field must be placed, why is it simple this year?

His Majesty the Emperor squeezed the hand of the wolf and forced, and the chief eunuch standing next to him was afraid that the newly replaced wolf would be broken by him, so he hurriedly winked at Yun Juncheng and signaled him not to say any more.

"Dragon Boat Festival, it should be a good time to have fun outside, and it is a good thing for them to get along with the people in the fiefdom, and those who can come back will come back, and those who can't come back will just come back. "When I thought of my seventh son, who had never returned from the Dragon Boat Festival, His Majesty the Emperor felt a pain in his head.

The prince of this dynasty can be crowned king at the age of fourteen, but there are two choices for the queen - one is to stay in the capital and give a mansion, and the other is to go elsewhere and give a fief.

Compared with the mansion and the fiefdom, which is bigger? It must be a fiefdom, there are houses, cars, and people, and you can open a chicken farm when you are happy. Of course, fiefdoms are the choice of those princes who have little ambition, because once they leave the capital, they are equivalent to leaving the center of power, which is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to compete for the throne.

At the beginning, Feng Jue also wanted to leave Yunyang, but His Majesty the Emperor did not allow it, saying that he had no mother since he was a child, and no one took care of him when he went to the fiefdom, so it was better to stay in Yunyang for a few years first, and then leave after being crowned.

This bento really lived until the crown, but His Majesty the Emperor had already thrown the words of the year out of the clouds, he didn't mention it, Feng Jue didn't dare to ask, he couldn't get up every day and run to His Majesty the Emperor to ask: "Dad, when can I run away from home?"

The courtiers who heard His Majesty's opinion nodded one after another, hid their heads behind the ivory wat and patted their asses together: "Your Majesty is wise. ”

His Majesty the Emperor waved his hand and put down the fold in his hand, "Then do it, except for this one, everything else is prepared as usual, and it is ordered." ”

After a big deal was easily resolved, His Majesty the Emperor decided to go back to the palace and sleep.

Hey, being the emperor is really tired, other families are happy to celebrate the festival, but his family has to be sad because of the problem of preparation.