Chapter 211: Master National Teacher
During the period, because the time was not short, Wang Juqing had already woken up for two minutes, but the old lady had been with her to pour wine, and specially gave him the kind of wine that he was used to brewing with great tonics.
Wang Juqing's first face was as red as Zhong Kui, and his body temperature was terrifyingly high.
They didn't wait long for the news of Concubine Shu, and the old lady saw that the time was almost up, so she sent Wang Juqing to the palace.
It used a small red sedan chair, which was the Fengluan Chunen car when the king favored the concubine.
Along the way, not only the car pulled the wind, but also made a strange sound, which couldn't help but make the maids and eunuchs passing by look sideways, who is this Fengluan spring car pulling?
Why does it still sound like a man? Could it be that their Majesty has already begun to take care of the harem?
Feng Lan Chunen's car stopped steadily at the door of the Yang Shen Temple, and the guards arranged by the old lady in advance quickly carried Wang Juqing into the Yang Xin Palace.
In order to create the atmosphere to the extreme, the old lady carefully lit red candles and incense with a little erotic effect.
Everything is ready, only His Majesty over there, the old lady looked at Wang Juqing, who was already asleep on the bed, and quietly withdrew from the temple of the god of cultivation.
But most of the time flickered by, and there was still no trace of their majesty returning to the god shop to rest.
At this time, a little eunuch hurried over.
"Taifu, it seems to be ...... over there in the imperial study."
"What? I'll check it out! The old lady was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot now, and he didn't have time to think about it when he heard the little eunuch's words, and even waited for him to finish.
It was only when he arrived at the imperial study that he was shocked that their majesty had disappeared.
The old lady remembered the medicine that Concubine Shu had given her, and then thought about it, Concubine Shu had a bad deed back then, thinking that she was calculated by Concubine Shu, and she almost lost her soul.
Then they began to look for their majesty all over the palace, and for a time there was a lot of chaos.
In fact, when the old lady went to the imperial study to find out the specific situation, Wang Juqing suddenly woke up.
Mainly because of the recognition of the bed, Wang Juqing sleeps on a soft bed during the day, and why is the bed under his body so hard?
When he woke up, he patted his head with a splitting headache and squinted slightly at his surroundings.
After seeing it clearly, he couldn't help but be surprised, although he had never been to His Majesty's Cultivation Temple, but this room full of golden colors could only be used by His Majesty.
Wang Juqing coldly beat a spirit, and he didn't drink at all.
How could he be on His Majesty's Dragon Bed? Didn't you drink with the old lady and them last night? Wang Juqing thought carefully and was extremely frightened.
He cautiously looked around the room and found that there was no figure of His Majesty, and his heart was much more stable.
Wang Juqing found that his boots had gone nowhere, and the clothes on his upper body were also very messy, and he could feel his face hot without touching them.
But even more messy was his heart, looking at the folded quilt on the bed, he wouldn't have been to His Majesty......
I really don't know what day it is, and I don't know what happened to him after he got drunk last night, but Wang Juqing has only one thought - run.
You have to run without boots, and the fewer people who are alarmed, the better, and you don't want any gentleman's etiquette.
Passing by the half-human-high huge bronze mirror in the room, Wang Juqing couldn't help but be startled by himself in the mirror, the others looked like white jade, peach-colored pink cheeks, the neckline was slightly open, the chest was whiter and tenderer than the face, and the Adam's apple and collarbone were extremely exquisite.
He secretly complained about himself, it was really beautiful.
If Wang Juqing knew a little bit of martial arts, he would definitely go out of the window, but he couldn't, he was outside the gambling temple and the same as on weekdays, and the guards were all driven away by His Majesty.
But apparently he had made a mistake, and there were several guards arranged by the old lady standing outside the door.
Wang Juqing's old face turned red, and his clean reputation as a single person all his life was completely ruined in today's palace.
But what else could he do now? He could only run quickly, His Majesty of the province came, and he had no face to see.
As a result, Wang Juqing ran out, and the person arranged by the old lady pushed him in.
"What are you doing! How can I go to the Cult Temple? Let me out, or Your Majesty will blame me." "Wang Juqing has been polite and polite all his life, even if he yells at people, he is so weak.
"Taifu ordered, you stay in the god cultivation shop for a while, wait for Your Majesty." The little guards also acted on orders, and Wang Juqing was too weak, and he had no lethality and deterrence at all.
Ten Wang Juqing couldn't break free from the shackles of a small guard, not to mention that there was only one him, facing several little guards.
Wang Juqing had been tugging with a few little guards at the door of the Raising God Hall for a long time, knowing that the little guards had notified the old lady.
"Nephew Wang Xian, you said that you would not hesitate to do anything for the country." The old lady saw that Wang Juqing wanted to escape from the Cultivation Temple, and couldn't help but say.
"Taifu, you ......" Wang Juqing's eyes widened, looking at a serious Taifu incredibly, like a little daughter-in-law who was deceived and forced.
Wang Juqing's understanding of literati and gentlemen in his life was ruined on this night.
The reality of the situation did not allow him to think too much, and he was just about to show despair, but the old lady over there knelt down in front of him with a plop, "Virtuous nephew! The country must be left behind! ”
"I am a righteous man, how can I do such a thing? Isn't this a trap for Your Majesty? "If Wang Juqing was worshiped by the old lady Pang Ri, he would definitely worship back, but today his three views have been shattered, and the old lady in front of him is no longer the old lady he respected in the past.
"What a system!" Just as a group of people were making a commotion, a cold and bone-chilling voice sounded behind them.
This voice was so strange and majestic that everyone who woke up had to look back, what kind of handsome person was the person who spoke?
The words of the world are not enough to describe his appearance, even the gods in the sky may not be more than that.
Everyone was attracted by the beautiful man, and it wasn't until a moment that they noticed a few Taoists in blue-purple robes behind him.
"Master National Teacher!" The old lady is a human spirit, but he still reacted very quickly, plopped on the ground, and made an extreme gift to the beautiful man.
The people behind him have learned the same, and the life experience in the palace for many years is not to be said about kneeling down regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.
Only Wang Juqing, who had been blocked and torn for a long time, knelt directly on the ground after exhaustion, his head was too messy tonight to accommodate a national teacher.
The air was silent for a long time, and the beautiful man did not move, nor did he speak, and a group of people did not dare to raise their heads when they fell to the ground.
It is rumored that only at the enthronement ceremony, the emperor can only see the national teacher once, actually appeared.
God knows how long their family and country have lived, according to the older generation, the first emperor and the first emperor were presided over by the national teacher when they ascended the throne.