The contemplator chuckled in his heart, didn't care about being angry, and quickly glanced at the two Taoist priests.

Motioned for them to quickly carry the incense case away.

Ling Chu raised his feet and approached the incense case, but said without sincerity, "I'm really sorry, my hand slipped just now." Hey...... What is it? ”

The two Taoist priests were hurriedly trying to carry the incense case away first, but Ling Chu quickly twitched the corner of the bright yellow robe.

Looking at the dragon robe in her hand, the Sanqing Hall was so quiet that it could be heard that a needle was falling.

However, Ling Chu didn't seem to notice anything abnormal, and said in surprise, "Lord, you... You actually secretly hid the dragon robe in the incense case! ”

The murderous aura in the eyes of the Spectator flashed.

If it weren't for the emperor being on his side, he would have been eager for a spell to make Ling Chu's soul fly away.

Seeing that the emperor's face was gloomy, the viewer could only suppress his anger and say with a regretful expression.

"Your Majesty, a few days ago, Poor Dao heard the truth of the Tao mention that he had prepared a gift for you on the occasion of the Longevity Festival, which would be enshrined in the Sanqing Hall for 7749 days.

I want to come to the big gift prepared by the Mingzhen Taoist people, and it is this set of dragon robes.

Ming Zhen Daoist originally wanted to wait for the day of Wanshou to present it to you as a surprise, but he didn't expect to be smashed out by Ling Daoyou with a hammer. ”

The emperor's face softened, it turned out to be a birthday gift prepared for him.

Ling Chu sneered, looked at the dragon robe in his hand, and said hesitantly, "But how do I think that this dragon robe seems to be ...... Somewhat short? ”

The chief eunuch, Gonggong An, raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor carefully, then stepped forward quickly, took the dragon robe from Ling Chu's hand, and carefully unfolded it.

The emperor could see at a glance that this dragon robe was indeed not made according to his size.

It's a little shorter than the one on him.

The emperor's first reaction was that this dragon robe was made for the crown prince.

But after another look, the prince in this dragon robe can't wear it.

Originally, when he saw the dragon robe, the prince's eyes darkened.

This dragon robe is not his, but he has been in the Sanqing Hall for so long with the Chong Xuguan Viewer, and now this dragon robe is hidden in the Sanqing Palace, and he can't wash it even if he jumps into the Grand Canal.

But now, he was extremely glad that his five short stature proved his innocence.

"Your Majesty, it must be that the people of Mingzhen Dao don't know the size of your clothes, so they did something wrong." The viewer's mind was spinning, thinking about how to lie.

Ling Chu bent down and pulled out the drawer from the broken incense case, "Hey, there are still so many runes hidden here. ”

After taking out the rune paper, Ling Chu exclaimed again, "Whose birthday is this?" ”

Wu Dao's long legs were so weak that he could barely stand on his feet.

The viewer looked at Ling Chu's eyes, and wanted to destroy her immediately.

Ning Chuyi's face was as cold as ice, and his gaze swept over the viewer.

The Guan Master didn't notice the murderous aura on Ning Chuyi's body at this moment, and only thought about how to let Chong Xuguan escape this catastrophe.

Father-in-law An handed the dragon robe in his hand to the little father-in-law beside him, and took the two pieces of yellow mounted paper from Ling Chu's hand.

When I looked down, my face changed.

"Your Majesty, it's ......", Gonggong An looked a little hesitant.

The emperor took his hand, his face was gloomy, "Say." ”

Gonggong An immediately said respectfully and cautiously, "Back to the emperor, it is the birthday of the crown prince and the second prince. ”

The emperor frowned, not quite understanding why there were two birthdays.

Ling Chu was very empathetic and exclaimed, "Lord Guan, you have hidden so many runes in the immortals who sent the son Niangniang, and you want to transfer other people's fortune and longevity to your Taoist priests.

There are so many runes hidden in this incense case, as well as the birthdays of the crown prince and the second prince, what do you want to do? ”

The emperor's face was gloomy, and he and the crown prince couldn't wear the dragon robe, but if the second prince wore it, it would fit very well.

and the eight characters of the birthday, which is obviously to transfer everything about the crown prince to the second prince.

"Ask my father to make the decision for my son." The crown prince glared coldly at the master, knelt down and begged the emperor.

At this time, the second prince, who had just rushed over from the palace and wanted to show filial piety in front of the emperor, was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed, "Father, the minister doesn't know about this matter, the son is wronged, ask the father and the emperor to learn from it." ”

The crown prince and the second prince both knelt, and the viewer could only grit his teeth secretly, and stepped forward to kneel, "Your Majesty, the poor Dao didn't know that a true Daoist would make such a big mistake.

This matter is the fault of the hypothetical, and it is the fault of the poor way.

Poor Dao should not have put all his mind on delving into the study of occult arts and scriptures, so that Qingyang and Mingzhen Dao Chang would commit such a big mistake.

It is the negligence of the poor Dao and the failure to discipline the Taoist who is good at imposing the void, please punish the emperor. ”

Ling Chu sneered, this viewer is really good at throwing the pot.

Mingzhen and Qingyang's master and apprentice, one escaped and the other died, throwing the black cauldron on them.

The viewer has no fear, knowing that the emperor claims to be a wise man, and without evidence, the emperor can't execute him because of this.

Sure enough, the emperor learned that Qingyang was dead, and the Ming Zhen Daoist was injured and his whereabouts were unknown, so he could only let Jinyiwei arrest him.

The viewer breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't want the emperor to mention this matter again, "I don't know what happened when the emperor came to Chong Xuguan?" ”

"I received the recital, the south has been raining heavily for more than ten consecutive days, I am afraid that there will be a disaster, I wonder if the Lord has any good way to share my worries?"

The Lord of the Views breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the emperor asked him to find a way to prove that he was still useful, and he would not let him die.

After thinking for a while with a serious face, the Lord said, "Back to the emperor, the south has been raining continuously, and the poor road will lead the practice of all the Taoists to eliminate natural disasters and protect the emperor; Poison the people in order to save the people. ”

The emperor didn't say anything, but his face was gloomy.

There was a disaster in the south, and the imperial court should have opened a warehouse to allocate grain for disaster relief.

But there was a shortage of food, and the treasury had no money.

As an emperor, he can only rely on Taoist practices to provide disaster relief.

spread out, he was afraid that he would not be able to sit on this dragon chair.

Ling Chu looked at the emperor's face, and probably guessed that the treasury could not take out the silver for disaster relief.

It seems that God can't even look at it.

Ling Chu suddenly said, "Lord, your Taoist temple practice should pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, but your Taoist temple has enjoyed so much incense, shouldn't you also take out the silver now to help those displaced people tide over the current difficulties?" ”

The murderous aura in the eyes of the Guan Lord flashed, and he sighed and said, "The poor Dao is ashamed, although the Chong Xuan Guan looks at the prosperity of the incense, there are many people in the Guan, and the expenses are also large, and there is no extra silver."

However, since there is a disaster in the south, Poor Dao is willing to donate all the incense money today to the people to help them tide over the difficulties. ”

Ling Chu frowned, "Chong Xuguan really doesn't have any silver?" ”

"Poor Dao can swear in front of the ancestor of Sanqing, it's true."

Ling Chu sneered.

Very good, that's what I'm waiting for.

"Your Majesty, the ancestor of Sanqing asked me to tell you that they have enjoyed the incense offered by the people, and now that the people are in trouble, they will donate all the incense and silver to the court to help the people tide over the disaster." (End of chapter)