Gotcha, this sentence comes out, can there be an inside story? The queen's gossip heart burned for a while, and she withdrew the female eunuchs of the palace, and then looked at Qiao Ya with a curious face.

Qiao Ya saw that her appetite was almost gone, so she gave Yuhuan a look and asked her to retreat.

As soon as Yuhuan retreated, the queen felt that there must be big news, otherwise why didn't Qingchu Zhenren even let his apprentices go with him? She simply sat down next to Joya and listened to her ears.

"What the poor road said today, I hope that the mother will keep her mouth shut. The relationship between the senior sister and the poor Dao since childhood, the poor Dao master has been seriously ill for many days, and the poor Dao can be said to have grown up with the senior sister. If the senior sister knows that there is another teacher in the poor road, I am afraid that she will be sad. ”

The queen's gossip heart at this time had already occupied everything, and when she heard this, she immediately nodded and promised: "This palace will never say it, although Yichang Zhenren is a teacher of this palace, but Qingchu Zhenren is willing to confide in this palace, and this palace is also willing to keep it secret for Qingchu Zhenren." ”

"That's fine." Qiao Ya nodded, her expression was indifferent, but she smiled in her heart, pretending to be realistic and funny. "In fact, after arriving in Jinxi, Poor Dao also dreamed of respecting the teacher twice. Once it was a poor Nie Yunguan, there was very little incense, and he couldn't open the pot in the view. The Venerable Master appeared in a dream, instructing the poor Dao to bless the immortal arts on the objects to benefit the people and benefit the world. ”

The queen opened her mouth wide in surprise and asked again, "What about the second time?" ”

"The second time I went to Guangling Mansion on the poor road, and after the birthday banquet of the prefect, the respected teacher mentioned that the return trip of the poor road would be dangerous, so I escaped a catastrophe."

The queen didn't know if she really hadn't heard of it, or if she was pretending. For a while, his mouth grew so big that he even forgot his manners. After a while, she reacted, closed her mouth, and stammered, "What's that...... What's going on? ”

Qiao Ya couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so she had to say: "I don't know what the specific thing is, I don't know what happened to the poor road, but I met robbers on the way, but fortunately, there were soldiers from the general of Jinxi Road who drove the car for the poor road and drove away those robbers." It's just that I heard later that the mountain bandits who robbed the road that day were wiped out by someone. ”

"So. Was it the immortal who saved the catastrophe for the real person? The queen was amazed. Isn't it true that Taoists only focus on their own practice? ”

Qiao Ya smiled meaningfully: "No, this virtue of the world is also the method of Taoist cultivation." If you don't merit the world, how can you make merit? Only those with high merit can attain the Tao, but the mother does not know the person who has become an immortal. Are all the world's great meritorious? My teacher helped me. It is also a matter of accumulating virtue. ”

The queen was stunned when she heard this. She knew that Taoism pays attention to merit, but she didn't know that merit had such a great impact. In fact, she and Yichang Zhenren are not really masters and apprentices, only she and the emperor know. Why do you want to seal Yichang a real person title?

Could it be that in this world, there are really people who have attained the Tao and become immortals, and is it true that Taoists really have this great ability to be respected by people for thousands of generations?

Seeing that the queen was deep in thought, Qiao Ya didn't interrupt her, and only slowly sipped tea and rested. She didn't expect the queen to trust her much, but she just needed to plant a seed of doubt.

From beginning to end, the queen seemed curious, but she was actually testing her, which Qiao Ya understood. Since you are going to tempt, I will tell you everything I have to say, believe it or not, because in the future, what I say will come true.

It wasn't until dusk on the moon that Qiao Ya returned to Baiyun Temple, and as soon as she returned, Yichang Zhenren came to see her and asked what the queen had said to her today.

Qiao Ya looked at her, and the corners of her mouth hooked a smile very sarcastically: "What, senior sister, are you afraid that I will be in the limelight in front of the queen and make her forget you, the teacher?" ”

Yichang Zhenren looked back calmly, with a calm face: "Don't think that once she summons you, you will become her guest, the royal family is not as simple as you think." Now you have won her favor with that tricky thing, and when she is tired of it, see what majesty you have. ”

Qiao Ya flicked her sleeves and said, "In that case, why should Senior Sister be so nervous." I'm just selling the stuff I've made in my own view, and asking the queen to buy some of them, so as to solve my urgent needs. Senior sister is different, you, Baiyunguan, don't take the benefits of the royal family every year, right? ”

"That's it?" Yichang Zhenren frowned and said: "Don't be deceived by her appearance, she grabbed the first place among many noble girls to become the crown princess, which is not an ordinary means." I advise you to tell me what you said today, and don't be confused and become a pawn of others. ”

The more Qiao Ya listened, the more she felt that something was wrong: "What can I do to give her a use?" In terms of background, I am only the daughter of a criminal minister, and in terms of reputation, I am not as good as you, senior sister. Senior sister is right, otherwise the queen is using you by worshipping you as a teacher? ”

Yichang Zhenren was so choked by her that he was so angry that he couldn't speak. "You're really getting bigger and bigger now, do you really think that if you are a real person, someone will respect you? Don't forget that you are only 12 years old, how can the world really respect a 12-year-old girl? ”

Qiao Ya was upset when she heard others talk about her age, what twelve years old, she was more than three hundred years old, okay. Every time someone said she was twelve, she was depressed, but she couldn't refute it. You can't tell people that you're an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, right?

"What about being twelve years old, senior sister is not old...... an old word was accentuated by Qiao Ya, and it seemed particularly ironic to say, as if to emphasize that Yichang was older than her.

Yichang was so angry that she brushed her sleeves away, and as soon as she left, Yuhuan Yuying snickered.

Yuying said: "The master bullied the uncle again, and the uncle is only in his thirties, not much old." ”

Yu Huan scolded Yu Ying with a smile: "Don't be weird with yin and yang, who doesn't know that you are scolding?" ”

Qiao Ya could only smile bitterly, thirty years old is really not old, not to mention in the last days, that is, when there is no end of the world, thirty years old is also a time when women are in full swing, but in Xiliang Kingdom, medicine is not developed, and the average life expectancy can be sixty years old, so some people think that thirty years old is already very big.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't really say thirty is old. You bear kids! Qiao Ya rolled her eyes, and Yuying and Yuhuan laughed even more crazy.

"Master, we both seem to be older than you. We're not bear kids. ”

Well, well, you guys won! Qiao Ya went back to the bedroom depressedly, and turned out Yu Ruyi to contact Poyang, or adults can talk comfortably, damn there is no common language with these bear children! If you keep talking, you're going to beat someone!

The news of Qiao Ya's entry into the palace soon spread throughout the capital. However, in a few days, the posts sent to Baiyunguan came like locusts. But none of the posts are for Yichang real people, and the objects invited by everyone are all Qingchu real people. (To be continued......)