Chapter 315: Alien

There was a big incident in Gusang Village today. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The summer was scorching, but a burning red ball fell from the sky, and the strange thing was that the fire was extinguished when it fell, leaving only the black ball body, which smashed on the Jigongling Mountain.

A young man in a gray robe and a gray jade scarf and ribbon on his head was standing in the courtyard of the Ling Mansion.

Ling Hao, who had just been picked up by his family, cautiously looked up at the originally blue sky, there were thick clouds surging in the sky, and the wind was tightening.

The Jigong Ridge was already majestic, and there was originally a peak like a cockscomb, but now it has collapsed in a large chunk.

Everyone who saw that scene gradually felt a tingle in their scalps, and they couldn't help but feel a little chill.

Ling Hao looked at the red-clothed figure not far in front of him with a little worry, knowing that his father must have been here for the urgent report he had just delivered.

Although he didn't know the content of the report, he knew that it must be related to the empress's large-scale construction of shrines in Kyoto, and his father had been by the empress's side since he ascended the throne, and he also knew the empress's temper and could not persuade him.

Judging by my father's expression, it must not be good news.

Ling Hao stepped forward, "Father, today this sky is a different star, I don't know if it is evil or auspicious, you should send someone to find out the exact news as soon as possible, so as not to make rumors at that time, not to mention that now the King of Min is gathering talents nearby, saying that it is for alchemy and dedication to the empress, but it is not good to make up something for those who have a heart, and it is not good to listen to it!"

"I won't interfere in this matter, and I will have the official office of the county office to see what is going on. ”

"Big cousin! A cry like a warbler came from behind him.

Ling Hao looked back and saw Ye Tianxue, who was wearing a plum red skirt, walking over gracefully.

"Cousin. ”

"Come and eat, I've made a lot of hometown dishes today!"

"In the future, let the subordinates do these things, you are also the daughter of the Shangshu family. Ling Zhanpeng, who came over, said in a deep voice.

Ye Tianxue smiled slightly and said softly: "Okay, I remember." ”

"You see I forgot, this Situ family sent an invitation the day before yesterday, asking you to go to the capital in a few days, and your ceremony is almost here, and you are going back to Yefu just as well. ”

Ye Tianxue looked calm on the surface, but she was already miserable in her heart, and she really didn't want to go to Situ's house.

Why can't I make my wishes come true?

After a while, my uncle and eldest cousin don't look in a good mood at all?

The expression was heavy, was something going on?

"My lord, my lord is not good, I heard that Yuxuan is gone, and Miss Eight is still inside!" Before a few people could go to Wangmei Hall to eat, Steward Gu hurriedly ran over.

Suddenly, the father and son of the Ling family, who were already in a bad mood, turned even darker after hearing what the housekeeper said.

Especially Ling Zhanpeng, who has all kinds of flavors in her heart, and has all kinds of tastes, these uneasy daughters.

How can the yard be flooded at noon!

"Okay, why is it okay, she can do it!" Ling Zhanpeng didn't care if his eighth daughter was in it at all, he felt a headache.

"What's wrong with the eighth sister, you can arrange someone to put out the fire when you go out of the water!

"It's been arranged, the fire is not fierce, but Miss Eight was originally outside, but Miss Eight said that her Eight Treasures were inside, and she wanted to go in and carry it out!" said the housekeeper tremblingly.

"You just watch her messing around all the time, bastard things, a pug is worth her life, she deserves to be burned to death......" Ling Zhanpeng, who had a black face, only felt that he had a splitting headache, how much gray hair did he give to nine unconscious daughters in the past ten years?