A few days ago, Emperor Han Ling returned to the palace from the barracks, sitting on the pavilion, looking a little depressed, looking at the scene of the warbler Yanyan in the West Garden, but he didn't have any interest, but a plump and beautiful woman appeared in his mind, and gradually fell into contemplation, muttering: "Rong'er..."

"Qi Qi Sheng, the last general is ordered to come!" A sturdy middle-aged man appeared, his face was full of beard, he was combed very softly, wearing battle armor, and he spoke very respectfully with his fists.

Emperor Han Ling seemed to have not heard, immersed in his own fantasies, I don't know how long it took, Emperor Han Ling looked stunned, looked at the bearded man beside him and said, "Zhong Ying, have you ever had a beloved woman?" ”

The bearded man looked stunned, thought appeared in his eyes, shook his head and said: "The last general's favorite is his mother, and the other women are just tools used by the last general to vent, and he has never had a beloved!" ”

"Oh? I haven't ever had a beloved..."Emperor Han Ling looked at him in surprise, he nodded seriously and said: "A woman is just a man's clothes, if you like it, you will get bored after a long time!" ”

"Hahaha, women are like clothes, they will get bored after a long time... What a good parable! But there are some clothes that you won't get bored even if you wear them for a lifetime! Emperor Han Ling said with a look of grief.

The man didn't understand, Emperor Han Ling patted him on the shoulder and said: "If you don't care, you don't grieve, it's good, it's good, it's good, you stay in Luoyang these days, the widow always thinks that the Yellow Turban traitor has other plans!" ”

"The last general commands!" After the man finished speaking, he got up and left, and since then, Dong Zhuo has been worshiped as a military Sima in Beijing to protect the imperial capital of Luoyang.

"Holy Lord, why are you sullen..."A beautiful seven-foot woman hugged Emperor Han Ling's arms, her eyes were full of charm.

Emperor Han Ling held it in his arms, and said with a slightly happy expression: "Lingsi, Bian'er has nothing to do recently!" ”

Ling Si lay down on Emperor Han Ling's chest very much and said, "Everything is fine, there are guards from the Holy Relatives to protect you, don't worry." ”

Emperor Han Ling exhaled deeply and said: "There are not many children of the widow, but there are a few, but they all died one after another, is it that the heavens are punishing the widows, is it warning themselves that the world is like this, it is the fault of the widows?" ”

Ling Si's expression moved, and he was pushed out of his arms by Emperor Han Ling and said: "The Holy One doesn't have to worry, the Debater Hong Fu Jitian is the favorite of the Holy Saint given by God, and he will definitely thrive." ”

"Well, Lingsi needs to take care of the debate more, I still have something to do, I'll go and get busy first!" Emperor Han Ling got up and left, a trace of coldness flashed in Ling Si's eyes, and he thought angrily, still refusing to touch me...

"Holy! The old slave has something to say..."I saw a white-faced middle-aged man trotting over, kneeling in front of Emperor Han Ling and saying: "Holy Lord, the old slave has something to say, there is a nephew named Jian Shuo, he told Weichen that the world is in chaos, and it has something to do with the feng shui of the palace, and he needs to adjust his position, otherwise there will be more trouble!" ”

"Oh? And such things! A trace of disdain flashed in Emperor Hanling's eyes, but he still opened his mouth and said, "Bring your nephew to the widow, I am curious about the feng shui there." ”

The white-faced middle-aged man's face was overjoyed, but Emperor Han Ling's expression was blank and said: "Zhao Zhong, the ugly words of the widow are in front, if this person is a swaggering person, the widow will not be spared!" ”

"Please rest assured!" Zhao Zhong disappeared as soon as he trotted, and Emperor Han Ling sat back in his original position, Ling Si heard Zhao Zhong's words, a trace of color flashed in his eyes, and he poured a cup of tea for Emperor Han Ling and said: "I also heard that Zhao Changshi has a nephew who entered the palace as a eunuch, but I didn't expect that he was still a strange person who knew some feng shui..."

"Even Lingsi knows about this person?" Emperor Han Ling took the tea, looked a little surprised and said, Ling Si stepped back and stood beside Emperor Han Ling and said: "I just heard of it, but I haven't seen it, it is said that after he came to the palace, some old mansions that have been unmanned all year round have been rumored many times to have strange sounds at night, so he checked these old mansions one by one, I don't know what he did, the strange sounds are gone, and many palace maids praise him for having thaumaturgy and being able to drive away ghosts..."

The more Emperor Han Ling listened, the more interesting he felt, and looked at the two people who were walking in the distance with an interesting look on his face, only to see a handsome burly man with a white face appear, after he saw Emperor Han Ling, he immediately knelt down, and then crawled forward, Zhao Zhong was stunned and asked, "Why do you act like this?" ”

Jian Shuo clenched his fists and bowed his head and said: "I am a feng shui master, I see that the saints are all kneeling, and now the saint is the saint among the saints, and he should take this ceremony, this is the respect for the saint!" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Zhong also learned to look like Jian Shuo, kneeling and bowing forward, Emperor Han Ling looked stunned, although he was not interested in this kind of thing, but he was not disgusted, watching the two of them come to him, looked at Jian Shuo and said: "Listen to the queen, some old houses in the palace, there are many strange sounds at night, but after you go to repair, there is no sound again, can you tell the widow, what is the sound?" ”

Jian Shuo clenched his fists deeply, and said clearly: "At first, there was a sound in the first place, and after the slave checked, there was no foreign object, but he smelled a fishy smell, so after squatting carefully, he found that a weasel made his home here, so every night, there would be a sound of rustling, and after driving it away from the palace, there would be no sound!" ”

"Hahaha, sure enough, there are small animals, exactly the same as the widow guessed, just now the queen also said that you have thaumaturgy, you can drive away ghosts..."

"Holy... I'm just hearsay! Ling Si glanced at Emperor Han Ling resentfully, Emperor Han Ling laughed and was about to say something, but Jian Shuo interrupted: "But... The minions have discovered something quirky! ”

Emperor Han Ling's expression was stunned, and his face became serious, and he said, "What strange thing? Jian Shuo clenched his fists deeply, and said with a weird smile on his face: "Strange things, that is, some things that can't be seen clearly or touched, but they exist and can bring bad luck to people, some people call them weird, some people call them ghosts, and some people call them demons!" ”

"Oh? Jian Shuo, do you know that if you can't prove this, it is a crime of deception! Emperor Han Ling's expression was blank, and he said with some anger.

Jian Shuo's expression remained unchanged and replied with his head bowed: "Please rest assured, the slave has his own way to confirm it, and there is also a way to relieve the sorrow in his heart for the saint, everything depends on tonight!" ”

As soon as Emperor Han Ling heard that he could relieve the sorrow in his heart, his expression moved, he got up and walked into the distance, and did not pay any more attention to Jian Shuo, Zhao Zhong got up in a cold sweat with a frightened face, and looked at Jian Shuo with some concern and said: "You are really bold enough, if you can't satisfy the saint tonight, you and I will have to lose our heads!" ”

Princess Lingsi glanced at Jian Shuo with a different look, and walked towards the harem, Jian Shuo looked at Lingsi with a look of fascination and left: "Don't worry! It's all with me..."