Video interruptions.

Xiang Ning was huffing, like a cat that was about to tickle people at any time.

She was so aggrieved.

Obviously, I heard Master Qingqiu say that Fan Li was assassinated in Chang'an, and although he was lucky not to die, he was also seriously injured.

Xiang Ning was worried, and hurriedly sent a video to Fan Li.

Unexpectedly, his injury healed extremely quickly.

has been able to jump around not to mention, but also boasted, saying that he spent thousands of dollars in Chang'an and bought many prefecture-level and heaven-level treasure clothes.

Six beautiful clothes produced by [Cloud Embroidery Workshop]?

She didn't have her share?

"Is I the Emperor of Great Chu after all?"

"Is he Fan Li or not a subject of Great Chu?"

"Can't he think about me when he buys beautiful clothes?"

Xiang Ning was really aggrieved.

Especially thinking that he cares about him so much, he really has a good heart and feeds it to the dog's belly.

"Why are you angry?"

There was a dull voice, it was the Holy Lord of Qingqiu.

She couldn't hear Xiang Ning's heart, and she couldn't understand it, Xiang Ning's mood was anxious for a while, happy for a while, and depressed for a while.

How can human emotions be so abundant?

"Master......"

Xiang Ning pursed his lips, his eyes were still slightly red.

"If you have a man you know well, and he pretends to care about you on weekdays, but gives expensive gifts to other women, will you be angry?"

Xiang Ning originally thought that the Holy Lord of Qingqiu could become his bosom friend and criticize Fan Li's 'evil deeds' with her.

However, it didn't.

Hearing this, Qingqiu asked rhetorically: "I didn't know that Fan Li usually cares about you?" Aren't you a traitor and have to scold him hundreds of times a day? Even I, I've heard you tell you a lot of stories about his domineering behavior. ”

"Master~~~!!"

Xiang Ning's cheeks flushed.

She really suspected that the Qingqiu Holy Lord was not popular in the Pure Land, all because of her mouth!

"Also, I don't know any men I know, so I can't answer your questions." The Holy Lord of Qingqiu is a serious way.

"Hypothetical? Suppose it doesn't work? Xiang Ning was a little depressed.

She said in her heart, could it be that Master Qingqiu is a good plant, otherwise how could he be so dull and ruthless?

As the saying goes, plants and trees are merciless.

"Confucianism has a saying, the child is not a fish, and the joy of knowing the fish? I don't have acquaintances, how do I make assumptions? Qingqiu asked rhetorically.

Xiang Ning was speechless.

Qingqiu and Fan Li actually gave her a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Master, my cultivation has been going smoothly recently, is there anything wrong with you?" Xiang Ning pouted, looking weak.

Qingqiu's personality is bland.

Although he promised to accept Xiang Ning as an apprentice, he didn't come to her on weekdays except for guidance and cultivation.

The only exception was to inform her about Fan Li's assassination in Chang'an.

"It's not a big deal."

The Qingqiu Holy Lord still spoke in a flat tone.

"The Pure Land is in some trouble."

"On weekdays, I can purchase all kinds of resources needed for cultivation from Da Chuneng, but recently, the purchase channel has been cut off."

"The disciples in the Pure Land are refining pills and qi refining, but there are no raw materials available."

"Even the Holy Lord of Jinde wanted to refine her book "Female Virtue", but she was forced to give up because the materials were exhausted and she could not replenish it."

"The Supreme Holy Lord is trying to open up a trading channel in Daming."

"However, the price of Daming is higher, and the purchase cost is estimated to increase by 30%."

"In order to save expenses, the Supreme Holy Lord is considering reducing the share of materials for each generation of disciples."

Xiang Ning was surprised: "There is such a thing? ”

But she thought in her heart that Da Chu was now Xiang Chong ascending the throne and becoming emperor, and he was close to the Pure Land with Empress Dowager Li.

Cutting off trade channels cannot be Xiang Chong's doing.

It must be Fan Li!

Xiang Ning immediately guessed that he would take revenge as soon as he was assassinated, and he would act so quickly!

"Ahh Xiang Ning thought of something again, and said depressedly: "Master, won't my cultivation also be delayed?" ”

She was trapped in the Pure Land, without the treatment of an emperor, and could only receive the resources of the ordinary disciple's share.

Fan Li took revenge on the Sanskrit Pure Land, how could he become a victim himself?

"It won't delay you."

The Qingqiu Holy Lord shook his head, and the expression on his face was slightly strange.

"There is a dark line channel in the state of Chu, and he took the initiative to contact me yesterday. It is said that it represents the Fan family firm, which is willing to supply various cultivation resources for a long time and free of charge. ”

After a pause, she added, "For you and me." ”

Xiang Ning was stunned.

She couldn't believe her ears!

This...... Could this be that Fan Li did it quietly for himself?

Qingqiu didn't care how shocked she was, and directly stuffed a gourd into her hand.

"There are fifty heaven-level pills in the gourd, and three hundred earth-level pills, which is your share for a month."

So much?

Xiang Ning held the heavy gourd and gradually fell into a stupor.

Even when she was Emperor Chu, the royal family could not afford such a large amount of pill resources.

Fan Li, how much wealth does he control?

At this time, the master and apprentice are of the same mind.

When Xiang Ning heard this, the Holy Lord of Qingqiu also muttered in a low voice: "It's good to be rich." ”

……

…………

Dahan, Chang'an City.

The divine beast came into the world, attached to His Majesty, and the whole country celebrated.

The loess mat road in the city, the water is purified and the street is splashed.

Weiyang Palace is lit up with lights and a thousand feasts are placed.

Liu Xie, the twenty-ninth emperor of the Han Dynasty, wore an imperial crown and a nine-inch crown to the sky.

At this moment, he was living in the Weiyang Palace, looking at the civil and military courtiers sitting in the square outside the palace through the window.

Liu Xie's gaze fell on the chief of the ministers.

That position was empty, indicating that Dong Zhuo hadn't come yet.

What a big shelf.

Liu Xie's eyes were a little gloomy, in fact, he should have been used to Dong Zhuo's domineering.

Even if the Son of Heaven sets up a banquet, whether Dong Zhuo comes or not depends on the mood.

It's just a little different tonight.

Liu Xie knew that Dong Zhuo would definitely come!

"All civil and military officials are congratulated."

"The people of the great Han are all happy for me."

"I have been in power for decades, and today I realized that I am really the son of heaven in this Han family."

Liu Xie seemed to be talking to himself.

When he had finished, he answered for one of them.

At this time, there was no figure of Princess Changle behind him, let alone Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.

On the night of the celebration, following Liu Xie's side were several leaders of the Yulin Guard with new armor and extraordinary momentum.

"Please rest assured, Yulin Jian'er is loyal to Your Majesty! Tonight, we are willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty! ”

After speaking, the commanders knelt down in unison.

Their eyes were full of fanaticism and loyalty, and every word they uttered came from the bottom of their hearts!

Liu Xie turned around and personally helped several commanders up.

"How fortunate are I to have a few Aiqing?"

Yu Linwei, created by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, was the pro-army of the Son of Heaven.

There are three dukes in the Han Dynasty, the prime minister, the imperial lieutenant, and the imperial historian.

Among them, the captain was in charge of military affairs.

However, Yu Linwei only respects the holy order, and is not subject to the restraint of the Taiwei soldiers.

Therefore, Yulinwei was deeply trusted by the Han Emperor.

And Liu Xie's trust in Yu Linwei is even above Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.

"Dong Gong is ~~~~~~~~~~!"

Suddenly, there was a singing.

On the square of Weiyang Palace, Dong Zhuo has not yet been seen, but the civil and military officials are as quiet as a cicada.

After a few moments, a large group of people finally appeared.

The flag is unfurled, and the drum music opens the way.

The queue is divided into three sections, including [Introduction] and [After].

In the center is a very luxurious chariot, erecting a bright yellow canopy.

Liu Xie looked at it coldly, and squeezed out four words between his teeth: "The Son of Heaven's Honor Guard ......"

(I'm sick, update late, forgive me)

(End of chapter)