"Back to Your Majesty, it is the daughter of the people." Pei Jinyao is not in a hurry, neither humble nor arrogant, and extremely calm. Emperor Yifeng nodded with considerable satisfaction. He gave Ming Kuang a look, and Ming Kuang understood, and asked, "Then why are you pretending to be Aunt Dao?" ”

Pei Jinyao lowered his head and replied: "Because the ancestors dreamed, he taught the people to do this." ”

"Ancestors?" The corners of Emperor Yifeng's lips raised slightly, "Which ancestor is it?" How to dream, you come one by one. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's Nangong Mo, Mr. Nangong. In his dream, he took the folk girl as an apprentice, taught the folk girl proverbs, and let the folk girls pretend to be Taoist aunts to spread the proverbs. The Shangyuan Festival was also Mr. Nangong's idea. The women of the people also did what his old man commanded. ”

The words fell, and the temple fell silent.

At the end of Nangong, it was the thorn in the heart of the first emperor.

Lu Lang's hand bones that grabbed the dust turned white. This demon has a sharp mouth that reverses black and white, and he actually pushed everything on Nangong Mo. It is not only impossible to prove it, but also convincing His Majesty. Even if there are descendants of Nangong Mo to find her in the future, they can't help her.

It's just a dream, how can anyone else know but yourself.

Lu Lang's blood surged upward, and he rushed out, "Tell me nothing!" "After that, I was shocked that it was not good. His Majesty the Emperor has not yet blamed, where is his turn to question.

Emperor Yifeng glanced at him, "Why did the national teacher say this?" ”

Lu Lang hurriedly suppressed the fear in his chest, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, that day in Futang Village, Poor Dao had several encounters with Miss Pei San. But at that time, she did not talk to Poor Dao about the dreams of her ancestors. She obviously had ill intentions and wanted to deceive His Majesty by reconcocting this set of rhetoric to deceive His Majesty. She's actually ......."

Before the second exit of the "Demon Star", Pei Jinyao intercepted the conversation, "Mr. Nangong still has a word to say to Your Majesty." ”

Emperor Yifeng didn't feel the slightest displeasure, "But it's okay to talk about it." ”

Pei Jinyao bent down and saluted, very humble, "Mr. Nangong said, my emperor is Shengming." It's time for the Divine Machine Division to see the light of day again. ”

Evil creature!

Lu Lang grabbed the dust fiercely and couldn't speak.

After thinking about it, if you want to expose her as a demon star, why did Mr. Nangong ask for a dream to a demon star? Why don't you give him a dream for Lu Guoshi? On closer inspection, how should he deal with it? If His Majesty can reopen the Divine Machine Division, will there be a place for him? Even if he doesn't, he has to fight for one of them. Lu Lang decided to wait and see, if Pei San could convince His Majesty, why not take the opportunity to pick up a ready-made bargain.

Cen Lu was a smart man, and he saw a clue from the fleeting joy in Emperor Yifeng's eyes. The first emperor reused the strategy, one is because he is meritorious, and the other is that the plan is better controlled than the capable people of Nangong Mo or the Divine Machine Division.

If the end of Nangong can be used by the first emperor, maybe there will be no Dongchang and no eunuchs.

Since His Majesty succeeded to the throne, he has never said that he would reopen the Divine Machine Division. He didn't want to disobey the emperor, and there was no good reason.

However, Miss Pei San sent a ready-made reason. First the proverb and then the eldest princess of Pingyi, no one can deny the ability of the unpredictable prophet at the end of Nangong. These are still secondary, the key is that Miss Pei San hit His Majesty's death hole.

In order to rescue the eldest princess of Pingyi, Nangong Momo, who was not used by the first emperor, now Baba has entered the dream of Pei San. Based on this alone, does it mean that His Majesty is a more holy monarch than the previous emperor?

However, this is a good omen for His Majesty, but it is not so simple for the East and West Factories.

One trades off the other. If the Divine Machine Division grows stronger and stronger to the same prosperity as Emperor Min Ling before, I am afraid that the East and West factories will become weaker and weaker.

Cen Lu squinted at Ming Kuang. Ming Kuang seemed to feel something, and also looked at him.

Both saw worry in each other's eyes.

Cen Lu fought a cold war.

How did he have a relationship with this. When I go back in a while, I'll find someone to set up a Kuang array, drive Kuang array or something. Suppress the dog's breath on the dog's body.

Emperor Yifeng was silent, and said softly: "This matter will be discussed later." Can you tell me how Mr. Nangong looks? ”

Lu Lang secretly sneered.

It's this demon who is talking nonsense. If she can't say that she is ugly, it will be a big crime to bully the king. In this way, it is easy to eat.

Lu Lang pinched the hand of the dust and loosened, waiting to watch the show.

Cen Lu involuntarily glanced at Ming Kuang again. There is some schadenfreude in the dog stuff.

Hmph, the dog is angry, and it really can't be on the table.

Pei Jinyao expected that Emperor Yifeng would have this question, smiled slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, the people have heard that all the divine envoys have left portraits. Why don't you take them all, and the folk girl chooses Mr. Nangong's one from them. ”

Seeing that she didn't have the slightest fear, Emperor Yifeng smiled and said, "That's right." ”

Feng Jia led the order and walked out.

Lu Lang had doubts. Why Pei San was calm and calm, and he didn't feel panic at all. Could it be that Nangong really fell into her dream?

Ming Kuangwu thought to himself, if Miss Pei San could really recognize Mr. Nangong, then His Majesty would definitely reopen the Divine Machine Division. Where will Lu Lang go then? He is already a national teacher, if he takes on the name of a miracle envoy again, isn't it the second Chen Jilin?

Your Majesty shouldn't be so stupid, right?

After waiting for a while, Xiao Huangmen moved a large camphor wooden box in.

Feng Jia walked up to Emperor Yifeng, "Your Majesty, the slave maid has picked the portraits of fifty divine envoys. The names are all confused. ”

Emperor Yifeng nodded, "Open them all." ”

The portraits were unfolded in front of everyone, and Pei Jinyao looked at them one by one, her heart surging. The once terrifying Divine Machine, who had terrified the demons, seemed to stand up little by little in front of her eyes, and the exploits created by the ancestors with wisdom should be praised by future generations. It should not be wiped out because of a black sheep like Chen Jilin.

At this moment, she finally understood the meaning of her existence here. She was never a warlock, and she could not be a warlock.

She is the one who is destined.

Zhengguozuo is her mission.

Pei Jinyao raised her head, her voice was immature but firm, "Ding Shanshui, Zhang Fang, Dongfang Ming, Li Xiaotian......" One by one names came out of her mouth, and every time she said one, Feng Jia took off the rice paper with a vague name, and none of them were wrong.

Emperor Yifeng and the others' expressions became more and more solemn.

How could she name the previous Divine Envoys?

There are twenty-eight divine envoys in the Divine Machine Division, and if there is an accident or resignation, there will be a newcomer to make up for it. Feng Jia singled out all the divine envoys of different periods, some people only stayed for a year or two, such as Ding Shanshui, and some people went through three dynasties and were serious veterans of the three dynasties, such as Li Xiaotian.

However, the eleven or twelve-year-old girls in front of them were able to say their names accurately.

Who dares to say that it is nonsense for the ancestors to dream, Feng Jia was the first to refuse.

The girl's eyes were clear, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, "There is no Mr. Nangong here." ”

Feng Jia bowed down and said, "The slave maid made her own opinion, and asked Miss Pei San not to blame." ”

Pei Jinyao bowed slightly, "The folk girl doesn't dare." ”

Emperor Yifeng laughed, pointed at Pei Jinyao with his hand, and joked with Lu Lang: "Mr. Nangong's actions are really unexpected. not only accepted apprentices, but also taught her to recognize people. ”

This is to recognize Pei Jinyao's identity.

Since His Majesty the Emperor has made up his mind, let that demon climb higher, and then fall to her death! Lu Lang squeezed out a smile, "What Your Majesty said is very true. ”

Cen Lu frowned. Perhaps Mr. Nangong has the pressure of the Kuang array and stepped on the Kuang array. Even if you don't, you can ask Miss Pei San in her dream. If you have something to ask, you have to make enough gifts, what should you give?

In the past two days, a seven-story small pagoda is being built in the East Factory, in order to cover the commotion of Cen Fox. This was instructed by Ma Feng Shui in the east of the city, and it cost six hundred and ninety-nine taels of silver. I don't know if it works. Why don't you let Pei San ask Mr. Nangong. If it's useless to build a small pagoda, save the money to buy some soft armor or something. The boys are all desperate for the future, and they have to protect something.

Emperor Yifeng talked a lot, and told Pei Jinyao about the past of the Divine Machine Division, and some Pei Jinyao should say two sentences if he knew, and if he didn't know, he said he didn't know. Emperor Yifeng was very happy. But Pei Jinyao didn't mention it again. After all, Emperor Yifeng still had to think about this matter, and he couldn't make a decision based on her words.

……

It was past noon when I came out of the palace.

Emperor Yifeng didn't leave a meal.

Pei Jinyao was a little regretful. Since she ate the craftsmanship of Guanglu Temple in Koyanagi Bezhuang, she has never forgotten it. Fortunately, there are also bone-in abalone snails to cushion the stomach first. Cui Qiao diligently poured tea and water on the side.

You can't bring a maid into the palace. Cui Qiao stayed in the car and waited for a long time. Before a bone-in abalone snail was gnawed, Cui Qiao couldn't help it, "Girl, is the palace paved with gold bricks?" What about the door? The temple gate is also golden? Are all the flowers in the palace particularly watery? ”

Pei Jinyao took a sip of tea, "I'll find out next time I take you into the palace to have a look." ”

Cui Qiao was shocked, "Is there a next time?" "It's as if entering the palace is a big trouble.

Pei Jinyao smiled and didn't answer her, and after eating, she leaned on the pillow and closed her eyes. Emperor Fang Cai didn't ask her what she meant by the proverbs of the Shangyuan Festival. If you guessed correctly, Emperor Yifeng had to announce her into the palace within three days.

It was already early when they arrived at Pei's Mansion, and Wei and Pei Tingwu waited for their necks to grow.

"Your father said he was going to pick you up, but I said you were going back and didn't let him go." Wei raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Tingwu, "How about it, I'm right." ”

Pei Tingwu helped Pei Jinyao get out of the carriage, "Yes, yes, what Aunt Hui said is right." ”

"Your grandmother punished Sister Zhu for grounding again." Webster said with some regret: "Banned for two months." The Liao family's relatives were also pushed. If she wasn't taught, no one else would be wondered. ”

"Whew, what do you say you're doing?" Pei Tingwu squeezed his eyes at Wei. His daughter just has to be happy, and the parents who suffer and suffer are the ones who are on top.

Pei Jinyao held Pei Tingwu with one hand and Wei Shi with the other, and said, "Dad, mother, I have something to tell you." ”

The brisk smile on Webster's face was gone, "Is something wrong?" Did the queen scold you? Don't be afraid, your father and I will protect you even if we fight for our lives. ”

Pei Jinyao spat out a turbid breath, "Let's go, I have to explain this matter to my grandmother." ”

Wei Shi and Pei Tingwu glanced at each other, and arrived at Rongtai Courtyard nervously.

After seeing the ceremony, Pei Jinyao withdrew and let Mama Wei guard outside the door.

Seeing that she was so cautious, Mrs. Pei's face couldn't help but become solemn.

"I have already punished Sister Zhu'er for grounding, and she doesn't dare to make it again." Old Madam Pei said softly.

Pei Jinyao shook her head, "I have nothing to do with the eldest sister." Kneeling down in front of Mrs. Pei with weak knees, "Grandmother, granddaughter told a lie. ”

Hearing this, the old woman Pei, Pei Tingwu and his wife looked at each other.

"My father asked me why I wasn't afraid of those evil things, and I lied. There are also boiling proverbs outside, which are also my handwriting. The granddaughter is not filial and should not hide anything from her grandmother. ”

"This ......" Old Madam Pei looked at Pei Tingwu a little helplessly.

Pei Tingwu was even more shocked than her.

Every word my daughter said was so clear, but I couldn't understand it when I put it together.

Wei Shi was silent and said, "Yaoyao, you get up first." "If you kneel for a long time, your knees will hurt, and you can get better if you fall into the root of the disease. As he spoke, he stepped forward to help Pei Jinyao up, "If you have something to say, speak slowly." ”

Pei Jinyao answered, and told her the proverbs that Nangong had taught her in a dream, as well as the things in the palace.

She is eloquent, and she can hear Pei Tingwu and others as if she was there.

"So, that means you might become a god?" Pei Tingwu asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, if the Divine Machine Division is reopened."

"That'...... This...... How can it work. Yaoyao still has to get married...... "Wei felt very uncomfortable. Before her daughter was one year old, she began to save for a dowry, and she was eleven or twelve years old, seeing that her daughter was about to get married. Pei Jinyao said that she was going to be a god. Merriam-Webster would rather it be a nightmare.

When the gods were in the limelight, there were all goddesses who married the prince and the marquis.

But the Divine Machine Division has long since declined, who will marry the goddess who is out and about? Mr. Feng Shui or Lao Tao? Or a magic stick for setting up a stall to tell fortunes.

Merriam-Webster, who had always been strong, burst into tears.

Pei Jinyao didn't expect Webster to be like this. When you think about it, it's not surprising. After all, ordinary people can't be compared with the Nangong family. Most of the daughters of the Nangong family choose to walk the rivers and lakes to eliminate demons. Getting married and having children is not their ambition.

If she hadn't returned to Daxia, she would have gone out with her second sister to experience at this time.

Pei Tingwu comforted Wei Shi while asking Mrs. Pei for help with his eyes. Such an unbelievable thing happened to his daughter, and he was really messed up.

Mrs. Pei has lived to this age, which can be regarded as some insight. But I've never seen anyone worship Master in a dream.

All that was left in the room was Merriam-Webster's whining cry.

Pei Jinyao swallowed her saliva, "Mother, the emperor's grace is mighty, and it is not a bad thing to be a divine envoy." Besides, Your Majesty hasn't decreed yet, so don't worry. ”

"Yaoyao is right, you cry like a tearful person, let people know that they still think that our Pei family is unwilling to accept this favor." Old Madam Pei sighed leisurely, "Find someone to draw a portrait of Mr. Nangong and worship it." Since you have recognized the master, you can't lose your courtesy. ”

Wei Shi hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, I will let people go to Tianfu to ask for an official hand." ”

Guan Miaoshou is the descendant of Guan Jinling, the portrait he painted is vivid, full of charm, and is known as a wonderful hand.

"Don't preach it yet, lest you fall into the hands of others. When it is done, a feast will be held to celebrate. Said it was a celebration, but Mrs. Pei didn't have half a smile on her face.

Wei's own Pei Tingwu appeased, and Pei Jinyao stayed to eat. Originally, it was a happy event to enter the palace, but I didn't expect such a change to happen. Old Madam Pei looked at her little granddaughter, her eyes full of sorrow, "Why did Mr. Nangong fall in love with us Yaoyao?" ”

Pei Jinyao lowered her eyes and was silent. She couldn't bear to deceive Mrs. Pei with more lies. In detail, she owes them too much.