Chapter Seventy-Three: Loulan Receives Disciples (3)
Nan Jia pouted disdainfully after listening to it, he thought that there was something amazing about this Loulan goddess, so he sneered mercilessly at the moment, "I can't imagine that the goddess also knows how to be so tactful, the fairy princess is famous, the goddess may not have heard of it." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Lan Lingruo listened to Nan Jia's cynicism, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and she was not angry, but she still turned her head to look at Nan Jia, her pink lips opened slightly, and she replied unhurriedly, "Nan Jia's son, the goddess is also a human being." ”
Nan Jia licked his lips unconsciously when he heard this, he knew that he was wrong, no matter what, it was his fault to hurt people with his mouth, so he didn't speak anymore at the moment.
"Mo just wants to know what's in the Heavenly Tomb?" Mo Qingjue didn't care about the confrontations between Nanjia and Lan Lingruo, he only cared about the purpose of this trip, so he looked at Lan Lingruo seriously and asked in a deep voice.
After hearing this, Lan Lingruo turned around and glanced at Mo Qingjue deeply, then slowly moved his gaze behind Mo Qingjue, and said lightly, "I don't know, the goddess clan has a testament, and they are not allowed to enter the Heavenly Tomb. ”
"Then why are you still living in it?" Nanjia retorted in disbelief.
Hearing this, Lan Lingruo raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Jia, and said softly, "That's just the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb. ”
Mo Qing frowned invisibly, and then asked indifferently, "Why does Hua Langying have to enter the Heavenly Tomb, you should know this, right?" ”
Lan Lingruo's blue eyes flashed, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, she raised her head slightly, hooked her lips lightly, and said lightly, "Changhe has his own mission, he has to go in, but he is a pure son, and he came to Loulan thousands of miles away, why?" ”
Mo Qingjue lowered his head when he heard this, and said lightly, "Naturally, I came for Lone Smoke." ”
Lan Lingruo was stunned, her blue eyes gently swept towards Mo Qingjue's clear black pupils, and said nonchalantly, "Dinghan Palace Master? I don't even know what the relationship between the prince of Qingjue and the master of the Dinghan Palace is. ”
Mo Qing's black pupils were white, frowning slightly, pursing his thin lips and not knowing what he was thinking, and after a while, his cold voice sounded again, "The middle of the night should be the time to admire the moon, but people pass away in the sea of evil, life and death are confused." I wonder if the goddess has ever heard these two verses? ”
Mo Qing's two lines of poetry, which seemed to be headless and brainless, finally made Lan Lingruo's cold and hard face like an ice sculpture finally have a crack.
She subconsciously walked into Mo Qingjue and asked in a low voice, "But the prince is here to admire the moon?" ”
"When you arrive in Loulan, you should naturally take a look at the sea of evil." Mo Qingjue replied lightly.
Nan Jia watched the conversation between Lan Lingruo and Mo Qingjue with a smile on the side, and interjected softly, "If you dye your eyebrows deeply, and go to the place where Danqing is difficult to paint." ”
After hearing this, Lan Lingruo glanced at Nan Jia lightly, then turned his head to Mo Qingjue and bowed slightly, and his tone unconsciously brought respect, "Young master." ”
Mo Qingjue's black eyes flashed slightly, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "No need to be polite." ”
Lan Lingruo stood up straight unhurriedly, standing quietly behind Mo Qingjue, silent as ice, and a pair of blue eyes revealing a faint worry.
After waiting for hundreds of years, the goddess clan finally waited for the young master, but why, she was not happy at all, why was it at this time?
And at this moment, Mo Qing's profound and deep black pupils swept this snow-capped mountain lightly, after so many years, he finally found this place.
Guangling of the Southern Wei Dynasty, Gu Tianjin and Shen Yifei were discussing in the imperial study, Gu Tianjin sat on the dragon chair, looked at Shen Yifei for a long time, and asked softly, "Is the prime minister saying that the national teacher has different intentions?" ”
Shen Yifei heard the dissatisfaction in Gu Tianjin's tone, and hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt in front of Gu Tianjin, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, this matter is absolutely true, the national teacher met with the people of Western Chu in private, and Weichen did not dare to deceive in the slightest. ”
Gu Tianjin touched his chin thoughtfully, and asked softly, "The people of Western Chu?" Maybe it's the old man of the national teacher. ”
Shen Yifei frowned and said, "But Your Majesty, that person doesn't look like a friend to the national teacher. ”
Gu Tianjin raised his eyebrows, "Oh? How so? ”
Shen Yifei glanced at Gu Tianjin cautiously, and said in a deep voice, "That person not only made sarcastic remarks about the national teacher, but also had no respect at all, but the national teacher didn't refute a word. ”
"How did the Prime Minister know?" Gu Tianjin narrowed his eyes, he knew that Shen Yifei and Lu Zixu had been competing with each other recently, to put it bluntly, it was Shen Qiancheng's entry into the palace that made Shen Yifei a little nervous.
Gu Tianjin pursed his lips, although Shen Yifei was Shen Qiancheng's father and was loyal to the Southern Wei Dynasty, he didn't want a person who framed Zhongliang for his own selfishness to do things under him, although Lu Zixu was not necessarily loyal.
Shen Yifei raised his head slightly, looked at Gu Tianjin solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't hide it from Your Majesty, Weichen has sent someone to lurk beside the national teacher. ”
"What do you say? Can the prime minister know what a big crime it is to spy on the imperial court officials without authorization? Gu Tianjin's fingers tapped on the handle of the dragon chair and said with a gloomy face.
Shen Yifei's back was cold, and he hurriedly bowed his body and replied, "Your Majesty, Weichen is also thinking about the country's society." ”
"Then the prime minister is talking about it, how is this linked to the national social system?" Gu Tianjin recovered his lazy tone and said unhurriedly.
Shen Yifei was stunned for a moment, and then bowed his hand respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, the origin of the national teacher is unknown, why should you reuse it?" ”
Gu Tianjinjun's eyebrows furrowed slightly, the hand that knocked on the chair paused slightly, took a deep breath, hooked his lips and said, "The origin is unknown, how can you see it?" ”
Shen Yifei's back stiffened, cold sweat soaked from his forehead, and he didn't know where to start for a while, Lu Zixu was brought back by Gu Tianjin, it is said that he saved Gu Tianjin's life, plus he knew some fantasy techniques, so he was respected by Gu Tianjin as a national teacher, and the most important thing is that Lu Zixu has a daughter who looks like a fairy, and after being named the southern concubine by Gu Tianjing, he favored the harem.
But how can Shen Yifei say this? Do you want to count how mediocre Gu Tianjin was before? Shen Yifei felt that it was simply joking with his life.
Gu Tianjin looked at Shen Yifei's pale face for a long time, touched his chin and said with a smile, "The prime minister's loyalty is naturally clear, but the prime minister, sometimes don't let this loyalty be used by others." ”
Shen Yifei was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Gu Tianjin in shock, for people? Do you say that you are being used by others?
Gu Tianjin looked at Shen Yifei's shocked face, gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Prime Minister, let's step back first, I will deal with this matter." ”
Shen Yifei's expression froze after hearing this, but he still obeyed Gu Tianjin's order and respectfully retreated.
Seeing Shen Yifei's back disappear at the door, Gu Tianjin's back slowly leaned back to the back of the chair, his hands on the handle, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.