Zhang Ying looked at Mu Yunge and seemed to be a little excited, reached out and pressed her leg, and said, "Yunge, don't worry. ”

She knows more or less Chen Xi's temperament, although she is like a child, but when she is doing business, she will not be as unreliable as he seems.

It's just that...... Why get in?

Soon, Chen Xi answered Zhang Ying's doubts. She came out again, clutching an imp who looked extraordinarily weak.

Mu Yunge looked at it and couldn't help but sneer. She knew that this so-called official hexagram master would definitely use this trick.

Pose in front of everyone, and then let this little imp out again. In this way, in the eyes of everyone, the person who raises turtles is her.

"It's despicable."

Mu Yunge said, knocking on the table slowly, smiling and looking at the Taoist priest who didn't know pretending.

Chen Xi pinched the little ghost's neck, and the little ghost couldn't help but tremble because he was afraid of Chen Xi's strength. Mu Yunge only saw what she seemed to be saying, but she couldn't really hear it.

Zhang Ying, who was next to him, naturally saw this scene, looked at the Taoist priest with a smile, and asked, "Daoist, you've been playing with this peachwood sword for a long time, why haven't the ghosts been recruited yet." Won't it ...... It's you who are simply splashing our Yunge with dirty water. ”

The onlookers didn't see a ghost come out for a long time, and they lost interest, and coaxed one by one: "If you can recruit it, if you can't do it, don't do it." ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu looked at it, frowned, and said, "Forcibly slander Lord Lin's wife, Dao Chief, you have to think clearly about this consequence." ”

Chen Xi pinched the ghost and floated to Mu Yunge's side, and said, "This ghost just told me that she was caught this morning. ”

Hearing this, Mu Yunge nodded, and he had a calculation in his heart, thinking about fighting against this Taoist priest. Want to slander her? Then be prepared to step into your own carefully arranged game.

"Chen Xi." Mu Yunge knocked on the table and called Chen Xi with code.

"Sister Yunge, you can use your consciousness to communicate with me, it's so troublesome to knock on the code." Chen Xi said, shook his legs leisurely, and said, "Xi'er...... I didn't learn English well. ”

Mu Yunge coughed when he heard this, and said to Chen Xi: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier!" ”

The ghost knows how nervous she was when she knocked on the table and knocked on the box, for fear that she would knock it wrong so that Chen Xi would not understand, or that Chen Xi would not be able to type out the words she typed out.

Chen Xi stuck out his tongue and said, "Na, let's talk about these later, and now solve the trouble in front of you." ”

Listening to Chen Xi's words, Mu Yunge nodded helplessly. Indeed, the Taoist priest in front of him looked really disgusting.

After thinking about it, Mu Yunge asked Chen Xidao, "Xi'er, what did he use to bring this little ghost with him?" ”

Hearing this, there was no need for Xi'er to answer, the captured ghost rushed and said: "The bad uncle used the ghost cage, which is a very common one, as long as you have a little understanding of these things, you will know about the ghost cage." ”

As he spoke, the little ghost's voice was a little lonely: "I'm a ghost who has just become a ghost, and my ability is weak, so I am trapped by this low-level ghost cage." If it weren't for Sister Xi'er, I'm afraid I would have to help this wicked person slander a good person. ”

Listening to the little ghost's words, Mu Yunge suddenly had a plan, beckoned Chen Xi to come over and said, "Since so many people know about the ghost cage, there must be those present who can recognize it." In this way, Xi'er, you go and use some means to let the ghost cage fall out. ”

Chen Xi frowned when he heard this, and said, "But in this case, even if someone recognizes it, he can use his identity as a Taoist priest to say that he carries a ghost cage with him to catch ghosts." ”

After Chen Xi said this, Mu Yunge fell into silence again. Indeed, he had a reason to carry the Ghost Binding Cage. If you want to bring him down by tying the ghost cage, this evidence is still a little insufficient.

Just when they were at a loss, a eunuch suddenly reported in a sharp voice: "The Holy Lord has arrived-"

Everyone present was nervous because of this sound, and the presence of the saint meant that this farce would be seen by the saint, Nanfu and this Taoist priest, there will always be a particularly ugly death today.

Those who looked at Lin Xuanqing's high-ranking officials and Houlu on weekdays were looking forward to this change, and Lin Xuanqi would completely lose the saint's favor for him.

Once a powerful minister like him loses his favor, it is easy to arouse the jealousy of the saints, and then die without a place to be buried.

The atmosphere between the saint knocked his hexagram master and Mu Yunge seemed to be a little wrong, so he asked, "Xuanqi, what happened here just now?" ”

Hearing the Saint's inquiry, Lin Xuanyu truthfully told the Saint what happened here. Every word, there is no exaggeration, and there is no cover-up.

After listening to this, the saint fell his eyes on the Taoist priest, and after a while, he said: "Hexagram master, I have always trusted you, but if you kill yourself, don't blame me for being polite." ”

Listening to the meaning of the saint's words, he believed in Mu Yunge and did not favor him at all, and the Taoist priest wanted to retreat on the spot. But the matter has come to this point, and no matter when he confesses, he will not escape the guilt.

Thinking about it, he stubbornly said: "None of what the minister said is false, Nanfu does raise little ghosts!" ”

Listening to him change his dirty water directly from Splash Muyun Song to Splash Nan Mansion, the people next to him gasped, and couldn't help but be more curious about what the end of this farce looked like.

Unlike the nervous or expectant mood of the people next to him, Lin Xuanqing's expression did not change, and he did not argue, as if he had given all the choices to the saint.

Lin Xuanqian knows that those who are clean are self-purifying, not to mention ...... The saint was originally partial to Nanfu.

A hexagram master, in the eyes of people like the saint who don't believe in ghosts and gods, is nothing.

He already knew that this hexagram master was a thorn in the throat of the saint, and as long as he was there, the saint would need to taboo the hexagram he occupied. But in the eyes of the Holy One, he is that day.

He is a Ming monarch, he can listen to the advice of the court, and he can read the hundreds of schools, but he does not believe in ghosts and gods. Now the hexagram master has brought this kind of extremely tiring thing to the saint in front of the saint, what is it if he is not seeking his own death.

Lin Xuanqi watched coldly as the hexagram master racked his brains and thought about his words, and he had silently helped him set up a monument in his heart.

The saint unhurriedly picked up the tea that the palace maid had poured for him, put it to his mouth and blew it gently. He didn't speak, leaving them only a suffocating silence.

And such silence undoubtedly makes everyone nervous.

A gust of wind blew and shook Mu Yunge's hair. The broken jades collided, making a burst of clear sounds.