With a roar outside the hall, Huairen quickly went back and forth, presenting the sealed copper pipe to His Majesty the Emperor. After presenting it, he himself stepped aside, waiting with trepidation for his master to speak, and he also wanted to know what was going on in the south. Isn't it Jia pardoning him......

Yu Wenhu took the secret report, and he clearly felt that his hand stiffened. But he quickly suppressed it, and he neatly took out the secret report, his eyes searched for the news he wanted to know, and then ...... The fingers gradually clenched and whitened.

Huairen stared at his master with his peripheral eyes on the side, and when he saw his situation at this time, he couldn't help but tense up in his heart, and almost exclaimed. He grew up serving his master since he was a child, and if he talks about understanding his master, I'm afraid that he can't even compare to the father of the old sage of the emperor. In the past few decades, he has never seen his master like this.

Although the look on the master's face has not changed, he can clearly see what is beside him. On the face of the master, he clearly saw the burning anger, as well as panic and remorse. Marquis Rong pardoned him...... Something must have happened!

"Tell me to go down, I will go south to Hainan, and I will order all the imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital to accompany me, and I must leave tomorrow."

With the order of His Majesty the Emperor, the entire palace was busy, busy with various matters for the Holy One's southward journey. The imperial doctors of the Tai Hospital were also urgently summoned to the palace, and one by one they nervously searched for medicinal materials that might be useful, and they wanted to empty the medicine storehouse.

is also lively, as well as the Daming Palace of the old sage of the Emperor Taishang. A few months ago, Daming Palace was smashed to pieces by the wrath of the current saint thunder. And this time, it was still smashed and had no place to stand, but it was not the masterpiece of His Majesty the Emperor, but by the Emperor Taishang himself.

“…… What a bastard, don't you know why Lao Tzu is in the Zen position? If Lao Tzu's body couldn't bear it, Lao Tzu could still cheapen him? Tell me to substitute for him, he's a bastard thing that makes me arouse? Why didn't he give up the throne? Bastard! Isn't he afraid that Lao Tzu will let him go, and he will never come back? Isn't it just for a kid from the Jia family, but he was just a little injured, but he ran fast, if I didn't do it soon, he was afraid that he wouldn't be so sharp. I'm all for whom, not for him to be a bastard, not to keep him from going down the wrong path...... Oh, my body......"

The furnishings of the palace were all over the place, and the old sage didn't like any of them, and he kept chattering and scolding on his lips, and he kept smashing his hands. His old man was so angry with Yu Wenhu this time, he jumped like thunder in front of him, jumped to his feet in anger and scolded. However, Yu Wenhu didn't want to pay attention to him so much, and after leaving the words of the substitute, he threw up his sleeves and left.

He still has a lot to prepare for going south.

The old saint's nose was crooked, and he threw his beloved piece over with a flick of his hand. Who is this old man for, not for this unfilial thing. As a generation of emperors, he doesn't take good care of his own harem, has children and inherits his ancestors, what is it to make do with a man all day long? If his dignified emperor is not disciplined in this, who knows what reputation he will leave in the history books? When the time comes, what will be the reputation of the Yuwen family?

This bastard, why don't you know how important it is!

Yu Wenhu left all his Lao Tzu's scolding behind, and had only one thought in his heart, that is, to see Jia Enhou as soon as possible. His entitlement was seriously injured and unconscious!

In the big tent of the commander of the Nanhai Special Battalion, Jia Lian stood beside the bed with a cold face, and it was his father lying on the bed. On the side, the king of Nan'an County was also heavy-faced, rubbing his hands and pacing back and forth, but his eyes did not leave the military doctors who were treating Jia Yu.

This is the third day in the hands of the Lord of Forgiveness, and counting today, he has been in a coma for three days and two nights.

"What is the situation now, do you know why you are still in a coma?" Although the clues had been seen from the tightly knit brows of several military doctors, Jia Lian still couldn't help but ask. He was in a coma for three days and two nights, and he was awake for so long.

Xu Shijia's Commander Jia's eyes were too cold, and several military doctors couldn't bear to bend their knees, knelt on the ground and spoke, "This, this ......" It's just that they don't know how to say it. said that they were only good at knife and gun injuries, and now they had dealt with Ronghou's injuries, but they didn't know why he was still unconscious?

Jia Lian pursed his lips vigorously, his fingers clenched into fists turned white, if he wasn't in the military camp now, he would have beaten this group of quacks with his fists. But now...... Jia Lian stared coldly at the military doctors, knowing that they were about to lose their bearing, Fang waved his hand and said, "That's it, let's go out and treat the wounded." ”

Several military doctors were amnesty, kowtowed and apologized, and then crawled out of the big tent. The king of Nan'an County saw a few people leave, and Fang took two steps closer to Jia Lian and comforted: "You don't have to worry too much, the Enhouji people have their own natural appearance." Since these military doctors are useless, this king has already ordered people to gather famous doctors in nearby cities. In addition, Jingzhong must have also known the news, and the Holy Lord will definitely send the imperial doctor to come. ”

Jia Lian sat on the edge of the bedside of the old man, as if he hadn't heard the words of the king of Nan'an, and didn't give him a look. Such a scene made the king of Nan'an extremely unhappy in his heart. In any case, he is the king of the county, and he is a family friend of the Jia family, but he is Jia Lian's elder, why does he dare to treat himself like this, it is just too much!

It's just that Jia Yu's injury is somewhat related to him, which makes it difficult for him to attack on the spot. Jia Lian is so stylish, I'm afraid he also has a grudge against himself in his heart. This matter should be explained well, so as not to turn the two worldly friendships into feuds in the future.

Thinking of this, the face of the king of Nan'an couldn't help but sneer, but he still rubbed his hands and said, "Lian'er, Enhou's injury this time is my mistake. I thought that the war over there was decided, and I could let Enhou go to the front line to get some military merits. But I didn't expect that the other party would hide so many dead soldiers, and he was so tired that he was ......"

Jia Lian turned his head suddenly at this time, interrupted the words of the king of Nan'an, stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and said, "The king of the county doesn't need to say much, what is the right and wrong of this matter, he has his own holy decision." "King of the county, wait for the unforgivable sin!

The words of the king of Nan'an were blocked in his mouth, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. What's even more annoying is that Jia Lian just threw this sentence, then turned back and didn't look at him again. The king of Nan'an County is going to be happy, he is also a prince of a dynasty and a commander of an army, even if Jia Lian's special battalion is not under his command, but it is too arrogant in front of him, right? !

Counting it, he blames himself, in the past, he gave the father and son too much face, so that they almost forgot their identities.

He Huo Chai, but the king of Nan'an County, one of the four kings who founded the country; Now he is in command of the army, and has just won a national war, which is the time of great prestige and meritorious service; With the support of the Emperor Tai behind him, what can he do if the saint is unhappy today, and he has to reward his merits according to the law. Is it difficult, can you not reward and punish it?!

Hmph, shameless things for faces! Wang Qiang of Nan'an County suppressed the anger in his chest, glared at Jia Lian with cold eyes for a moment, and walked out of the big tent with a flick of his sleeves.

Outside Jia Lian's big tent, Zhou Qi and the others all stood in the dark, watching the king of Nan'an leave with cold eyes. It is this man who makes them fail in their mission, hurts the people they protect, and makes them ashamed of the Lord.

The comatose Lord Forgiveness didn't know these things outside his body, and he was like he was in a dream at this time.

The eldest lord seems to have returned to the time when he was in charge of the army, every late autumn and early winter, the alien race outside the fortress would attack the grass valley, and that was when he was going to go to the battlefield. Unfortunately, he was not a brave soldier, and the people around him fell one by one, and in the end, even the flag fell. These people are all here to protect him.

It was also his luck that when the last person around him also fell, he was able to be pardoned and returned to Beijing. When he was in the army, several people followed him, and he brought a few jars with him when he returned to Beijing this time. Inside, are his benefactors and comrades-in-arms.

On the outskirts of the city, he spent the night in a dilapidated Taoist temple. This Sanqing Temple, which enshrines the Taishang Laojun, the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and the Lingbao Daojun. What surprised the old man was that although the Taoist temple was already damaged, and it was not easy to find even a place with a roof, the statues of the gods of Sanqing were all intact, and even the colors were bright, the demeanor was clear, and lifelike.

I don't know how to bless the soul, the old man hugged the thigh of a god statue, and cried so much that he cried a handful of tears, and chattered about his life to Grandpa Sanqing.

"Grandpa Laojun, I'm not a thing, I'm not a human ...... I am sorry for my grandfather and grandmother, I am sorry for my sons and daughters, I am sorry for these brothers who lost their lives for me...... Grandpa Tianzun, you don't know how much I hate myself, I can't wait for myself to die on that battlefield, and I don't have to worry about it day and night...... Grandpa Lingbao, don't you like babies too...... I'm keeping my eyes open until dawn every day, so teach me how to do it......"

There was no futon in front of the statue of Sanqing, but it did not prevent Jia Yu from kneeling down and knocking his head loudly. Until he lost consciousness, Jia Yu didn't know how many times he had knocked him. It's just that the moment he fell, it was as if he saw those gods...... in the glow.

What Master Yu didn't know was that when his son Jia Lian looked for it, the dilapidated Taoist temple was still so dilapidated, but the statue of Sanqing was completely changed, dilapidated, and he couldn't even see the outline.

In the dojo of the Great Red Heaven Taishang Laojun, the Sanqing Saint stared at the soul fire in front of him, and they were all silent.

Because of a battle of gods at the end of the Shang Dynasty and the beginning of the Zhou Dynasty thousands of years ago, they were not less taught by Teacher Hongjun, and stipulated that they should get together every once in a while to talk. It's just that the three brothers really don't have much to say to each other, and every time they meet, they are relatively silent. If it weren't for Teacher Hongjun's life, they would have to be punished for a long time, and they would have broken up a long time ago.

This time, I don't know if it was too boring or a whim, they decided to go to the mortal world. As a result, I ran into such a ...... Unlucky grandson!

God knows how this happened, they just turned into gods to raise their gods, and they were recognized by this unlucky boy as grandpa, and he hugged his thighs and cried for half the night, and was rubbed with a lot of tears and snot. That's it, the unlucky child is still a bare-bottomed child, and he is called "grandpa" when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, what is this trying to do?

What makes them even more unbearable is the ringing of the unlucky children's heads, which is the sound of bangbang! Lingbao Daojun also deliberately counted it, this kid is also a hard head, and he knocked his head for 10,000 rings before he lost his breath.

With such an accident, the saint didn't have the heart to go to the mortal world, and returned to the Great Red Sky with the soul of the unlucky child.

"What to do?" Lingbao Daojun stretched out his hand to flick the soul, watching him be bounced far away, but he flew back upside down, timidly wanting to come to him, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips. This unlucky kid is a discerning one, and he knows that it is good to rely on the deity.

The unlucky child was tired of the spiritual treasure, and Yuan Shi Tianzun was a little unhappy, closed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Send it to the underworld." "If you should be reincarnated and reincarnated, you should go to hell and be punished. Hmph, an unlucky guy with no eyes, the deity is the senior brother.

"No, this son is destined for us." As soon as Taishang Laojun's words fell, the soul flew to him, rubbed him quickly and quickly dodged away, as if he was afraid of being scolded. Lao Jun's eyes couldn't help but narrow, and his curved fingers sent a piece of vitality, making the soul fire of the soul even more vigorous.

At this moment, Yuan Shi Tianzun's face was even darker, and he wouldn't be close to him with this unlucky child, right?! At the moment, he didn't see any movement, and the soul involuntarily flew towards him, no matter how he struggled, it turned into useless work, and was finally held in the palm of his hand by Yuan Shi Tianzun.

"In that case, let him return to the mortal world." Feeling that the unlucky child rubbed his palm flatteringly, Yuan Shi Tianzun's face improved, and he decided to give this unlucky guy who had grown up some rewards.

"I'm afraid this won't help, this son needs some help." Taishang Laojun didn't even need to pinch his fingers, so he knew the life of the unlucky child well. If you send him back to the body like this, even if he falls somewhere, he will still fall, and if he doesn't fall more severely and miserably, he will be lucky.

"Then give him some gold fingers, it seems to work." When Lingbao Daojun was bored, he relied on the mortal world to pass the time, and he had long wanted to try what it was like to distribute gold fingers. As for whether the gold finger works, isn't it still for them to watch, if it doesn't work, just change it, there will always work.

Taishang Laojun and Yuan Shi Tianzun couldn't help nodding when they heard this, it's rare that this third child can say something reliable.

So, turned into an ignorant and ignorant old man who only had instincts, and had a dream that went through two lifetimes. And at this moment, he was like a dream, seeing the miraculous experience at the beginning.

When he woke up from the dream, Master Forgiveness stretched his waist and opened his eyes. His first sight was the red and focused eyes.

"Jia Yu, Jia Enhou, you finally woke up Lao Tzu." This sound, like a call from the Nine Shadows, made Master Pardon a spirit, and he was 'refreshed'.

"Hu...... Huhu, what's wrong with you, come on......"

His Majesty the Emperor, who had been waiting in front of the sickbed of Marquis Rong for nearly half a month, collapsed, which made the Lord Yu not know whether to pray that his family would wake up quickly, or pray that he would sleep a little longer.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, this chapter was scheduled, but I forgot the code word, which disappointed everyone. Now that it's been completed, let's take a look at it again.