Chapter 469: Don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods

"Waste, all waste!"

In the Funing Palace, Zhao Gou, the official of the Great Song Dynasty, roared loudly, swept away the things on the table, and all the gold bowls, silver plates, jade bottles and copper squares fell to the ground.

Many eunuchs and palace maids all knelt on the ground, and they were all frightened.

In addition, there were two old Taoist priests holding dust whisks in their hands, bowing and standing, their faces were indifferent, but their eyes also revealed shame.

"It's been three days, and I've been tormented by that strange dream for three days! As soon as I close my eyes, that monster invades the dream, and the torture is unspeakable!"

Looking for the dog roared, glaring at the two Taoists: "One of you is the uncle of Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and the other is the head of the Taiyi faction of Qiyun Mountain, all of them have mana to the sky, and I also treat each other with courtesy, high-ranking officials, why can't you help me drive out the monsters and let me sleep well?"

"The ministers are guilty!"

"This is the fault of the minister, please punish Your Majesty!"

The two old Taoist priests hurriedly bowed their heads and confessed.

"Guilty, guilty! I haven't closed my eyes for three days, but you just shout guilty? Can't you expel the dream demon for me and let me sleep well?" Zhao Gou glared at Zhang Yuanzong and Wei Xuzheng angrily, and saliva had already splashed on their faces.

The Great Song Dynasty did not punish crimes with words, so it was okay for Bao Heizi's saliva to splash on Song Renzong's face.

On the contrary, the emperor was furious and sprayed a bunch of saliva in the faces of his courtiers, and they also had to endure it, and they couldn't even admonish them.

But now these two Taoist priests are not doing well, and the tired emperor can't sleep well, and as soon as he closes his eyes, he can dream of a big monster with a bull-headed body, and see that the emperor's face has been as pale as white paper, and his eyes are full of bloodshots.

bit by bit, it is clear that he is incompetent.

"Your Majesty, according to what Your Majesty said, this monster in this dream must be the Black Rakshasa of the underworld, this person has deep mana and does a lot of evil, so he was abandoned by the Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha, and he can't appear in the Three Realms, he can only gain a foothold in the underworld, and he can only rely on dreams to enter the world.

Zhang Yuanzong knelt on the ground and shook his forehead repeatedly.

Wei Xuzheng also knelt down on both knees.

"Since you're useless, what are you doing here?" don't retreat!" Zhao Gou said angrily, waving his hand to let the two leave.

After the two left, Zhao Gou sighed, stretched out his hand, and glanced at the jade wrench.

After Zhao Gou woke up that day, he had this jade wrench in his hand, and what was depicted on it was the big monster with the cow's head in the dream, so Zhao Gou was trembling, and hurriedly invited Taishi Ling Zhang Yuanzong to exorcise demons for him.

But no matter how Zhang Yuanzong or Wei Xuzheng of the Taiyi faction used their magic power, Zhao Gou still dreamed that the monster with the head of a cow sneered at him as soon as he closed his eyes.

Can Zhao Goyan not be angry?

Zhang Yuanzong and Wei Xuzheng left in embarrassment.

Zhao Gou sat on the dragon chair, feeling irritable in his heart.

Anyone who hasn't slept well for three days, and the warlock of the country, who claims to be able to subdue demons and eliminate demons, can't do anything, and he won't be in a good mood.

"These two Taoist priests, I have always valued them, but I didn't expect them to be so useless!"

"This monster with the head of a bull is called the Black Rakshasa A demon king who can only walk in the underworld? Why did it appear in my dreams? Also, these two wastes can't be used, but who can help me exorcise the dream demons?"

Zhao Gou was thinking about it, and suddenly a eunuch came to report: "Zhao Kui, a member of the Zhongshu House, asks to see Your Majesty." ”

"Zhao Kui?"

Zhao Gou was slightly stunned and said, "Xuan him in." ”

Zhao Kui entered with the edict, and after the great gift of the monarch and the minister, he arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, the minister has been ordered to inspect the Jianghan Zhulu, and now he has completed the mission, and he has come to return to his life, in addition, the minister has something to tell." ”

Zhao Gou took his concert, threw it on a few cases, and said with a tired face: "Everything is normal with the Jianghan armies, but the minister is now a Zhongshushe, responsible for the affairs of the northern military state, and when he heard a story, he felt that it was very important, so he had to report it to His Majesty. ”

"Oh, speak!" Zhao Gou said impatiently.

"The gold lord Wanyan Liang ordered the northern painters to copy a landscape of Lin'an City, and painted his appearance, and rode a horse to stand on the top of Wu Mountain in Lin'an City. After hearing the news, the minister was worried that he would be provoked, so he sent a messenger to inquire carefully, and finally got the news, it turned out that the gold lord Wan Yanliang pretended to be a messenger last year, secretly sneaked into my Song Dynasty, and saw Lin'an City all over again. The intent is not trivial. ”

"What?" Zhao Gou's surprise was not trivial, and he stood up involuntarily: "Jin ...... Gold Owner...... The gold lord pretended to be an envoy and infiltrated our country?

Wan Yanliang disguised himself as a messenger and infiltrated the Song Kingdom? As long as he is not a fool, he can figure it out with his heels.

This is the Jin people sharpening their knives and preparing to invade the Song Dynasty in the south.

What's more, the poem he wrote was too explicit and domineering, and his purpose was clearly stated, even if Zhao Gou was afraid of Dajin and regarded the gold lord as the lord, he couldn't care about it at this moment.

He jumped up in shock: "It's only been a few days since the Shaoxing Peace Conference? I have killed Yue Fei, and Qin Hui has also secured the position of Xiangguo, why does he still want to invade the south? Why does he still invade the south?"

"How can a golden man be untrustworthy, how can a golden man be untrustworthy! What should I do? What should I do?"

All of a sudden, Zhao Gou had no courage, and his soul was almost gone.

"Your Majesty!" Zhao Kui snorted violently.

"What?" Zhao Gou suddenly came to his senses and looked at Zhao Kui.

That's right, Zhao Kui!

He once invited me to have a Taoist master, who had great powers, and could kill even a sea python that had become a fine spirit, so that my coastal control envoy could be re-established.

By the way, this person also dismissed me from the title of national teacher, it can be seen that he is a Taoist priest with a high wind and bright festival, with him, I may be able to solve the problem of dreams and demons, by the way, he can also deceive and calculate, he is familiar with heavenly machines, and he can calculate whether the gold lord will invade the south in the end, and then I will be prepared, and I will pass on the crown prince, and I will go south by boat.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gou immediately stood up and looked at Zhao Kui: "Zhao Aiqing, where is the real person who sealed the boat, do you know, I want to see him immediately!"

"Your Majesty, the minister received a message from Pang Yong, the former lieutenant of the palace, saying that his master Feng Zhou had returned to the residence in Nanping Mountain last night, and he said that if His Majesty had an edict, he would arrive as soon as possible. ”

Zhao Kui said.

But there was a little strange in his heart: "With such a major military event in front of you, why does Your Majesty want to find a magician? Doesn't Your Majesty ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods?"

"Okay, I will issue an edict immediately, Zhao Aiqing, you will run for me again and invite Feng Zhenren to Funing Palace!" Zhao Gou said hurriedly.

The people of the Jin country invaded the south, what are they afraid of?

It's great that I passed on the crown prince, and I went south by boat.

Can it compare to the Black Rakshasa in your dreams?

This dream demon will not be eliminated for a day, and I will be restless!

......

"What? Feng Zhou is back, and His Majesty has issued an edict to invite him into the palace?"

In Qintian Prison, Zhang Yuanzong and Wei Xuan looked at each other head-on, shocked in their hearts.

The palace was full of airy walls, and the emperor issued an edict to invite people, taking the normal way, and these two magicians naturally learned the news quickly. When did this boat come back?

They monitored Li Gongfu's home day and night, and monitored the Nanping Mountain Fengfu day and night, but there was no trace of the sealed boat.

Why did His Majesty suddenly send someone to Nanping Mountain to summon Feng Zhou?

"Your Majesty is affected by the Black Rakshasa in his dream, and it is difficult to sleep, and even we are powerless to expel it, can that Fengzhou do it?" Wei Xuzheng pondered.

"This person's magic power is profound, you and I are invincible, if he enters the palace, if he solves the suffering of the dream demon for His Majesty, his power and prestige will definitely rise, and I will take revenge, I am afraid that it will be difficult!" Zhang Yuanzong sighed.

"The revenge of killing the son is not shared, we must not let him enter the palace!" Wei Xuzheng shouted.

"Could it be ......" Wei Xuzheng's face changed.

"Yes, those people I invited can't expel the Black Rakshasa but it's not difficult to deal with a country Taoist priest!" Wei Xuzheng said through gritted teeth.

Seeing him gritting his teeth, Zhang Yuanzong sighed slightly and didn't say anything more.