"Although I can't deal with the True Immortal Realm, I think it should be no problem to escape for my life in the hands of the True Immortal Realm!" Xie Yunxiao's words were tentative.

How smart is Li Yuxuan? Naturally, she could understand what Xie Yunxiao meant, she smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

"Okay, I've got to deal with some things first, there's no time to mess around with you here!" Xie Yunxiao said.

Now that February has passed, it will be the death of the former king in a few days.

This year, at the suggestion of hundreds of civil and military officials, it was necessary to enter the tomb of King Ning to hold a sacrificial ceremony.

Recently, Bong Chang has been very busy.

Prime Minister Li Zhi, who has an overview of political affairs, is naturally busy with him.

Qin Zheng took the idea, and every day the prime minister and the regular minister, after the next dynasty, they had to go to Qin Zheng's imperial study to discuss many matters.

In this way, as King Ning, Qin Zheng is naturally the busiest one.

Xie Yunxiao entered the palace and came to the imperial study.

At this time, Prime Minister and Feng Chang had just left, Qin Zheng leaned back on the chair, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his temples, and at this moment, Lin Bao came in to report that Xie Yunxiao was here.

At this moment, Qin Zheng came to the spirit, she walked out of the imperial study, just in front of Xie Yunxiao, the moment the four eyes met, Xie Yunxiao's eyes had a gentle color, and Qin Zheng's eyes were soft, like a flood of autumn water.

"Master, you're here!" Qin Zheng spoke, and she took a step forward.

Xie Yunxiao nodded, and the master and apprentice walked around the imperial study, walked to the courtyard at the back, and stopped in a pavilion on the edge of a lake.

The wind blew, and the water surface suddenly rippled, as if the two of them were in the mood at this time.

"Master, if this game is completed, will everything be able to come to light?" Qin Zheng's eyes were filled with anticipation.

In Xie Yunxiao's heart, there was actually no bottom, but when Qin Zheng said this, a confident smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "Yes!" ”

"It's so good, I'm looking forward to this day!" Qin Zheng said.

Xie Yunxiao took a deep breath and said, "This day won't be too far away!" ”

"Master, by that time, you will not be my master!" Qin Zheng's face suddenly flashed with playfulness.

Xie Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, "Are you trying to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?" ”

"Not really!" Qin Zheng said, she glanced at Xie Yunxiao, her eyes were more gentle than before, and said, "Master, you know what I mean!" ”

Xie Yunxiao's heart trembled violently, as if he had been touched by something, he had already regained his calm mind, but at this time, it was like a stone falling from the top of a lake, and suddenly there were bursts of ripples.

He didn't dare to look at Qin Zheng, especially the pair of affectionate and charming peach blossom eyes.

At this time, the corners of Qin Zheng's mouth were smiling slightly, she was a little shy, and she didn't dare to look at Xie Yunxiao, so at this time, she naturally didn't know Xie Yunxiao's reaction.

Obviously, at this time, the two masters and apprentices are thinking differently.

"Zheng'er!" Xie Yunxiao suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong? Master? Qin Zheng asked.

Xie Yunxiao said: "No matter what the future holds, no matter how many thorns there are on the road, we will go down together!" ”

"Good!" Qin Zheng agreed, and at this time, her peach blossom eyes were filled with indescribable anticipation.

No matter what kind of difficulties she encounters, no matter what kind of danger she encounters, as long as Xie Yunxiao is here, she Qin Zheng will have the courage and confidence to face all difficulties.

The royal tomb is the resting place of many former kings of Ningguo, and it has always been guarded by garrisons.

On this day, the death of the first king finally came, and the civil and military officials had already come to wait outside the palace early, and then under the leadership of Qin Zheng, they went to the royal tomb.

Those who can participate in this sacrificial ceremony are not ordinary people, and many civil and military ministers in the carriage are naturally excited.

Today's events, when I talk to future generations and grandchildren, will definitely have a light on my face.

The royal tomb is not too far from Xianyang, and the time has come for nearly an hour.

The officials guarding the royal tomb have already been generals, and they have long been waiting outside the royal tomb.

When the Qin Zheng car arrived, the officials and soldiers guarding the tomb all knelt on the ground one by one to greet them.

Qin Zheng got out of the carriage and said, "All of you are alive!" ”

"Thank you, the king!" After the officials and generals guarding the mausoleum saluted, the next step was before going to the mausoleum of Qin Zheng's father.

As King Ning, Qin Zheng was standing at the forefront at this time, and the civil and military officials were each standing in their own positions according to their own status and status.

The celebrant eunuch Lin Bao brought up the sacrificial text that had been prepared a long time ago, and once it was said that it began, the sacrificial ceremony would begin.

Qin Zheng looked at the tall mausoleum in front of him, and his eyes were filled with a little inexplicable complexity.

"Father, under your Jiuquan, if you know that your daughter is a daughter, will you blame your daughter?"

Qin Zheng thought in his heart, and now that King Xianning has passed away, Qin Zheng naturally has no answer to the question in his heart.

The wind blew, the hair on Qin Zheng's forehead swayed, and there seemed to be a voice ringing in her ears, "You did a good job, how could my father blame you?" With you, Ningguo should be prosperous! ”

"Father, is this your voice?" The complicated color in Qin Zheng's eyes was a little more than before, and she knew that this was not the voice of King Xianning, but the voice she was looking forward to in her heart.

"No matter what, Ning Guo, which belongs to our Qin family, will always only be surnamed Qin, I believe in Master, and this is the same idea, when we complete the mission that should be completed, this throne ······"

When Qin Zheng was thinking of this, Feng Chang's voice had already sounded at this time, "Your Majesty, the time has come!" ”

After sorting out his thoughts, Qin Zheng ordered the sacrificial ceremony to begin, the incense was lit, and the smoke was swirling, enveloping the four directions.

The civil and military officials, all with extremely serious expressions at this time, looked ahead, and under the leadership of Qin Zheng, began all the actions to be done in the sacrificial process.

When everything was done, Lin Bao handed the sacrifice forward.

Originally, Li Zhi said that he could write this sacrificial text, but Qin Zheng felt that in this way, the sincerity was not enough, and it could not reflect her filial piety, so he wrote the sacrificial text himself.

Although Qin Zheng grew up in Zhao since he was a child, he is familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, history and geography, and has read a lot of books, which can be described as well-read and knowledgeable.

If he hadn't seen Qin Zheng's book house at the beginning, how could Xie Yunxiao have the idea of dominating the world of Kyushu?

It is precisely because of this that the sacrificial text written by Qin Zheng is brilliant in style and full of feelings, and it can be vividly reflected between the lines.

After Li Zhi saw it, he didn't know how much he admired Qin Zheng in his heart.

This is not just because Qin Zheng is the king of Ning, but also because of his talent and talent.

Qin Zheng didn't think about this, she was the king of Ning, and what she had to consider was how to handle the affairs of the court and how to do it, so that Ning could develop and prosper.

As for the literary collection or something, it is of little value to the current Qin Zheng.

Xie Yunxiao was also in the crowd, but he was not among the ministers of civil and military affairs, but stood with the other generals.

As the commander of the Wangcheng guards, Yang Ji is naturally there.

He fought side by side with Xie Yunxiao, looking ahead, and at this time, the expression in Yang Ji's eyes was also extremely serious.

Only Xie Yunxiao was still indifferent at this time.

In the expectation of many ministers, Qin Zheng held the sacrificial text in her hand, but she didn't read a word and began to read it.

Naturally, every word of the sacrificial text written by myself is known, and every sentence comes from the heart.

For a while, many ministers of civil and military affairs had sour noses, and some of them had already shed tears.

It's not that they, as courtiers, want to deliberately pretend, just because this sacrificial text is too touching.

Xie Yunxiao listened, and it was not very tasteful.

He could hear that in fact, Qin Zheng didn't want to be this King Ning, and he was also full of guilt for King Xianning, because Qin Zheng had never told King Xianning the secret that he was his daughter, and he had become King Ning.

After knowing that Qin Zheng is his daughter, will King Xianning pass on the throne to Qin Zheng? Xie Yunxiao didn't know, and Qin Zheng didn't know either.

"Everything will pass, but this day may come later!" Xie Yunxiao thought in his heart.

Thinking like this, Xie Yunxiao couldn't help but shake his head.

He has nothing to do with King Xianning, but Qin Zheng is the child of King Ning, and at this moment, the guilt in her heart is something that he Xie Yunxiao can't understand.

"Zheng'er, I'm sorry, but we don't have a choice right now!" Xie Yunxiao sighed secretly in his heart, he looked at Qin Zheng, his eyes were full of guilt.

In the blink of an eye, the time for a cup of tea had passed, and Qin Zheng finished reading the sacrificial text, but there was silence all around.

Obviously, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have not yet recovered from the mood of suitable talents.

"Burn it!" Qin Zheng handed over the sacrificial text, Lin Bao took it, took a basin, and began to burn paper in the basin.

The wind blew, and the sacrificial text that was burned to ashes suddenly flew up all over the sky, and for a while, many ministers of civil and military affairs couldn't open their eyes.

Qin Zheng just moved his sleeves slightly, and the dust that came from the whistling was instantly swept away.

Then comes the final step of the ritual: incense!

It's not just Qin Zheng who wants to be incense, but also the ministers of civil and military affairs behind him.

When this step is completed, today's sacrificial rite will be over.

Qin Zheng is the king of Ning, she is naturally at the forefront, and the lit incense is inserted on the incense altar, and the smoke is filled.

In less than half a column of incense, there are only a few ministers left who have not made incense.

The smell of smoke lingered at this time, as if it was shrouded in gray mist.

Xie Yunxiao frowned slightly at this time, the fragrance of this fragrance didn't seem quite right.

"Oops!" Xie Yunxiao's face changed suddenly, he looked up, and he didn't know when, many ministers had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

Qin Zheng was in the center of the smoke, and she stumbled slightly a few times, but she shouted, "Master! ”

"There is a problem with incense, everyone hold your breath!" Xie Yunxiao's voice exploded like thunder, but at this time, all the ministers of civil and military affairs inhaled the problematic fragrance.

Xie Yunxiao also felt top-heavy for a while at this time, and at a critical time, he quickly resolved it with the power of the law of the Heavenly Gong of the Fusion Dao.

If it weren't for the special exercises, I'm afraid he would have been tricked at this moment.