Chapter 1191: The Words of the Helper

Lan Daoxing, who was wearing a purple yang scarf on his head and a wide blue robe, was soon invited to the Wanshou Palace, and because he became the person who is relied on by the saints today, his status is naturally rising, and the whole person has a faint extra extraordinary bearing.

"Poor road to meet the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

He first saluted the emperor in a proper manner, and then asked a little Taoist priest to get two little eunuchs to carry props, and prepared to support the saint next.

A small piece of yellow paper was spread on the table, and Huang Jin polished the ink, and the delicate Duanzhou ink inkstone seemed to hold a pool of glittering ink.

Jiajing, who was wearing a plain robe, regained his usual vigor and walked lightly to the table, but raised his hand and waved it gently.

Huang Jin was like a roundworm in Jiajing's stomach, knowing that the matter he wanted to inquire about this time was not trivial, so he immediately led the others to retreat a few steps and knelt down in a proper manner.

When Lan Daoxing saw this scene, his heart immediately moved slightly, but he looked towards a fat eunuch.

Jiajing took a brush from the pen holder, and the tip of the pen lightly touched the inkstone, but frowned in difficulty. Just as he was about to put pen to paper, a piece of ink dripped from the tip of the pen onto the edge of the yellow paper, leaving a mark on the corner of the yellow paper.

If it was an ordinary time, he was afraid that he would have to change Huang Jin to a new yellow paper, but today he was obviously uneasy, but he wrote on the paper with bated breath: "The avenue is indefinite, why am I wrong?" ”

Decades of cultivation have resulted in poor health, which has shaken the Dao heart of this stubborn emperor. Now he wanted to ask Yu Shangcang what he had done wrong, and why he still couldn't see the day of the Great Dao.

The yellow paper is very absorbent, and the handwriting is clearly printed on it. Without anyone to see, Jiajing put down the pen and reached out to fold the yellow paper in half.

Huang Jin heard the sound of the pen falling on the table, and immediately slowly stood up from the ground, continued to fold the yellow paper in half, and then held it flat and sent it to Lan Daoxing.

Lan Daoxing took the piece of paper that had been folded into the prescribed shape, and his mouth seemed to be full of words, while his index and middle fingers held the folded yellow paper between them, and held the yellow paper high.

Jiajing stared at the yellow pieces of paper that were folded in a prescribed shape, but his eyes were a ling, but they quickly flashed. Including Huang Jin, who served Jiajing all the time, no one noticed Jiajing's mood changes.

Call!

A miraculous scene happened, and it didn't catch fire, and the yellow paper suddenly burst into flames, burning the yellow paper to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Huang Jin and the others looked at this fire technique, although it was not the first time they had seen it, they still deeply felt magical, and this slender Taoist priest was even more unfathomable.

"Zixu is not here, Cao Fu is also going, sister-in-law can come out!" Dressed in a broad robe, Lan Daoxing threw the remaining pieces of paper and ashes into the bowl and chanted a mantra aloud from his mouth.

In just a moment, he seemed to be possessed by a god, and he actually danced there, his mouth was still muttering, and his whole person's behavior was obviously different from ordinary people.

Huang Jin and the others knew that Zigu had possessed this Taoist priest, so they didn't dare to make any more noise, for fear of disturbing this "Zigu", so that the saint could not get the "heavenly opportunity".

Jiajing seemed to be less respectful than before, but his eyes were staring at Lan Daoxing, who was possessed by purple miscellaneous, as if he was thinking about something. But some things are too fast for him to be 100% sure.

Lan Daoxing bent down in front of the helper, his body seemed to be retracted into the wide gossip robe, and he held the push handle of the helper in both hands, and the cone wandered in the sand table.

But I saw a line of small words slowly appearing on the sand table: "The villain is in charge, and the strictness is strict!" ”

When Huang Jin saw this immortal words, his face was suddenly shocked, and at the same time he turned his head to look at Emperor Jiajing.

This villain naturally didn't need to say much, and in the previous help, he had already given an accurate answer. However, the latter "strict within strictness" seems to mean something else.

Thump!

Lan Daoxing's hands left the wooden handle of the helper, his body seemed to be emptied, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly and lay down softly, already fainting.

"The villain is in charge, and the strictness is strict?"

Jiajing stood in front of the sand table with his hands in his hands, looking at the eight words of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the sand table, and muttered in his mouth. It's just that he thinks further, and now God has already given a "clear sign", and his mistake lies in believing the villain by mistake, and this villain seems to be hiding deeper.

"Your Majesty, this ...... I'm afraid it refers to the old brother! A fat eunuch glanced at the sand table and said cautiously.

Jiajing's face immediately sank, and he reprimanded him seriously: "I only have Yan Ge Lao, Xu Ge Lao and Yuan Ge Lao in the Ming Dynasty, but there have never been any small Ge Lao!" ”

"It's the little one who said the wrong thing, the little one damn it!" The fat eunuch immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

Jiajing saw that his attitude of admitting his mistakes was good, so he sternly warned: "From now on, if anyone dares to mention any little pavilion elders, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

This was not only said to the fat eunuch, but also to everyone present, including Huang Jin, who felt a pressure. If it really annoys the saints of today, they will be sent to guard the tomb at best, or they will be killed with a rod.

"Yes!" The eunuch replied firmly.

Although the emperor didn't like it this time, this adventure was undoubtedly worth it, and his meaning was undoubtedly passed on, and this "strict in strict" refers to Yan Shifan.

Huang Jin glanced at Jiajing cautiously, just looking at that gloomy and uncertain face, but he inevitably had some worries in his heart.

Now that there is Lan Daoxing's words of help, and the fat eunuch has added eye medicine, now is undoubtedly the best time to attack Yan Shifan. But the emperor is obviously in a state of anger, and if he dares to "stir up trouble" now, it will be difficult to guarantee self-immolation.

Just as he was embarrassed, there was movement behind Huang Jin.

Chen Hong had been standing beside Huang Jin, and then suddenly spoke: "Your Majesty, there have been rumors in the capital recently, which are about Yan Shifan, but the slaves don't know whether to say it or not!" ”

Unlike Huang Jin, who stays by the emperor's side all the year round, Chen Hong often runs outside the palace, and even stays outside the palace from time to time, which is naturally normal to bring back some news.

Jiajing's face sank, and he immediately asked with a straight face: "What rumors!" ”

When Huang Jin heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Hong secretly, and immediately muttered in his heart. But I don't know why Chen Hong, who has never been cold at both ends, suddenly intervened in this foot, could it be that he also received the benefits from Xu Jie's side?