Chapter Forty-Seven: Disaster is coming, and the three demons of Wa Palace worship the saints

"Come on, don't take Xibohou down yet!" Huang Feihu saw that Ji Chang was speechless for a while, and immediately ordered, and as soon as the cronies on all sides heard the order, they said yes in their mouths, and they hugged Xibohou together.

Xibohou secretly thought before, although Shang Rong was old-fashioned, he was always a big business minister, in such a situation, the old prime minister would be expelled, if it was compiled in the future, it would have a miraculous effect, but he didn't expect to want to perform a loyal image of the monarch, but instead he flew into trouble and ended up with a hard time arguing!

When Ji Chang saw everyone coming, he was very flustered, and in a hurry, he suddenly remembered the words of the Taoist in Guigu before, took out a letter incense from his sleeve, and took it away, and a refreshing fragrance spread out violently!

As soon as Ji Chang put this incense, his face suddenly turned like earth, and he exclaimed urgently: "That person harms me!"

"**Incense!" all the ministers frowned when they heard this, Wen Zhong shouted, shook his long sleeves, dispelled the aroma, and pointed at Ji Changdao, "Still stunned, the Son of Heaven inscribed this poem, he must have suffered from this **, and he should not take it quickly!"

"Your ......Majesty" Before Ji Chang could speak, he was thrown to the ground by a group of sergeants, and he couldn't help but say something, and went out directly!

"Bastard! It's a bastard! Such a big thing, but it's so ominous, you can't bully the widow!" Zhang Dixin was even more furious, kicked over a few cases next to him, shook his sleeves and left!

The ministers also thought that there would be such twists and turns in this Daqing, and when they saw that the Son of Heaven was angry, they didn't dare to persuade them, so they could only shrug their shoulders and send Zhang Dixin away......

Zhang Dixin went to Ji Chang before, thinking that King Su had inscribed obscene poems in Nuwa Palace before, so he prepared ** incense earlier, so as to lure Xibohou to be fooled.

As early as Xiqi, Zhang Dixin has already welcomed the Son of Heaven, the etiquette, and many trivial matters, and told him that if it is true, it can be done to change the sky, but it is not possible, and with this letter incense, he can also be kept safe.

Ji Chang secretly thought that this person followed the Shangxian Cloud Zhongzi, presumably he was also a master of the Tao, and he should not deceive himself, although he had doubts in his heart, he also agreed to come down, and all the way he walked, one by one, according to the words of the Daoist in Guigu, it was a list of buildings and cars, and they were all the same, and he believed in it even more.

But it was the inscription of the Son of Heaven, the matter of Shang Rong's admonition, the plan that was completely disrupted, Ji Chang wanted to press it and not send it, but he didn't expect that disaster was coming, even if he couldn't hide it, he lit the letter incense, Wen Zhong was worried about the incense, and when he saw that he had the opportunity to protect the reputation of the Son of Heaven, he shouted loudly.

Ji Chang panicked for a while, lit the incense, but fell into the trap of the Son of Heaven, he just wanted to shirk it, and there was no way to go to the sky, there was no way to enter the ground, so he could only be arrested.

The night is getting darker, the lights in the Nuwa Palace are still bright, Zhang Dixin stood in front of the powder, stared for a long time, and only spoke for a long time: "Today's matter, if it is not for the Taishi, the widow ......."

"Your Majesty's reputation is the foundation of the country, if the minister does not maintain it, who will come to maintain it?" Wen Zhong knew the matter of singing blackface today, but he knew it thoroughly, but as soon as the words changed, he couldn't help but worry, "Your Majesty, today's Flying Tiger matter, I'm afraid it's a bit too much, if Xiqi raises troops, I'm afraid Yin Shang will suffer." ”

Zhang Dixin is also really helpless about this, if it is not a major event of the sky, the princes on all sides do not need to negotiate at all, it is not seen for more than ten or twenty years, it is normal, except for the new emperor ascending the throne, Nuwa Daqing, it is difficult to see the old fox of Xibohou, not imprisoned at this time, in ten years, Xiqi's national strength is great, but the tail is not big, and it is more troublesome.

"In the matter of Xiqi, send someone to appease, Ji Chang can be taken into custody, and his life must not be harmed. "Huang Feihu's matter, naturally Zhang Dixin instructed him earlier to act at the opportunity, and only now did he capture Xibohou.

Zhang Dixin also did not want to force Xiqi dog to jump over the wall in a hurry, directly provoked a war in the world, Chaoge has been poor for a long time, in the treasury, since the time of Wu Yi, it is difficult to spare money and food, after Taiding, Di Yi two emperors, to Di Xin's hands, which is even more than enough to make ends meet, there is no food in the hands, and the tiger is looking at each other, if this battle is fought now, it will be lost.

"Obey Your Majesty's will. Wen Zhong replied, his eyes looked at the poem inscribed on the wall, and he frowned and said, "Entering the incense is such a big thing, I am afraid that there is a plot of the immortal family, and your majesty will need to be more vigilant in the future. ”

Zhang Dixin nodded, the ** incense was originally made by himself, and the difference between the categories was naturally known, and he thought about it for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, Xibohou's matter, I'm afraid it was also plotted by someone, although it is wronged, you can also make some articles, so that Xiqi can collect some heart." ”

"No one knows about this matter, and the imperial uncle doesn't have to worry about it. Zhang Dixin waved his hand, and was even more worried about the poem on the wall, this wall has been sent to be cleaned, even if it can't be eliminated, even if it is scraped with a tiger's spirit, it is difficult to get a minute, "But this matter still needs to be bothered by the master." ”

Wen Zhong nodded, but in private he was blaming himself, he was a cultivator in vain, and this trivial matter could not be solved well, and he was about to leave when he saw that the matter had come to this point, and when he arrived at the door, he turned around and said: "Your Majesty, the matter of business is ......."

Although Shang Rong is old-fashioned, after all, he is a loyal and patriotic person, Zhang Dixin has mixed joys and sorrows, but he has no choice but to smile bitterly: "The old prime minister has made meritorious contributions, rewarded 100 horses of brocade silk, and 3,000 servants." ”

"Xie Majesty xià......" Shang Rong and Wen Zhong thought that it would be good for Shang Rong to save his life, but they didn't think that there would be a reward, they rejoiced in their hearts, thanked the Son of Heaven for his kindness, and then withdrew.

Zhang Dixin looked at the powder wall alone, thinking that this matter had been completed, and there was no chance to change it, so it was good to let this be open, so as to avoid the suspicion of pretending to be wrong.

When everyone left, the black shadow sneaked into the Nuwa Palace, the first person, with a round figure, and ordered to the others: "Hurry up, hurry up, remember, it must be drawn alike, it must be really the same, remember!"

Everyone nodded, spread out the brocade silk in front of the statue of Nuwa, and moved the brush, and when everyone was busy, the fat man looked at the poems on the wall, his eyes rolled, and he immediately thought about it, and arranged for his subordinates to do so and so......

But said that Nuwa Niangniang was born, on March 15, he went to the Huoyun Palace to see Fuxi, Emperor Yan, Xuanyuan three saints, and only returned after a long time, on the way back to the palace, he met the golden mother of Yaochi, saw the rise, and delayed for a few days, and then returned to the palace of Fengqi Shanwa.

"The saint Niangniang, the Jiazi of the world, this pilgrimage incense is more prosperous than in the past. Nuwa put down Qingluan, a boy in white with a cloud pattern, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

The number of Jiazi, how can it be so fast, but I haven't paid attention, Nuwa Niangniang secretly thought in her heart, and happened to receive a few peaches from the heavenly realm, which was useless: "Bai Qiantong'er, you will go on a journey here, if you see the virtuous, you will give this peach to that person." ”

Peach can prolong life, in the eyes of the immortals, may be regarded as a delicacy, but in the eyes of Nuwa Niangniang, such as grass mustard, if it is not on the birthday, it is not good to refute the face of the heavenly realm, this thing is to give a few plants, but also depends on the mood of the saint.

The white boy got Nuwa's will, and said yes, and then went to the lower realm, and when he went out to count, he had returned, only to see his forehead full of sweat, his face pale, Nuwa Niangniang was sitting in the treasure hall at this time, and when she saw it, she asked, "Why are you so flustered?"

"Report to the mother, that day...... That day, the Son ...... "What a sin it is to molest a saint, how can Bai Zhen not know, this is a general statement, but I don't know how to describe it, I can only draw a cloud in the air, the white cloud moves slowly, and a mirror slides out of it, and in the mirror, it is the scene of the Nuwa Palace of Guling Mountain."

This thing is the Wa Huang mirror, in addition to the great sage of the world, can be according to the things of the Quartet, know the things of the Quartet, and get a good treasure, Nuwa Niangniang sees it, but inside sees the Jiuding furnace incense rising, the big gold tattoo word "Nuwa Temple" hangs on the temple, the inner six zhang Nuwa is close, and the group behind him is tightly frowned, and the auspicious clouds are born.

Suddenly, the picture in the mirror turned, and on the powder wall, there were a few more lines of poetry, and Nuwa Niangniang was angry when she saw it, and scolded: "Yin Shou is a faint king, I don't want to cultivate myself and establish virtue to protect the world, but now I am not afraid of the heavens, and I am very hateful to blaspheme with poetry! ”

After that, Nuwa Niangniang pinched her fingers, but unexpectedly, the king was in full swing on the top of the Son of Heaven, and the two red lights were like the sky, faintly rising, so she looked down and knew that Yin Shang still had twenty-eight years of national luck, and it was not good to make another time, so as not to mess up the heavens.

After thinking about it for a long time, Nuwa Niangniang still felt angry and said to Bai Ji Tongzi: "Tong'er, you take out the golden gourd." ”

The boy listened to the order, took the golden gourd, put it under the dan qi, removed the reed cover, and pointed it with his hand. There is a white light in the gourd, which is as big as a line, and it is more than four or five feet high!

Above the white light, hang out a flag, the light is colorful, Ruiying thousands, the name is "the demon flag", this flag is an ancient curiosity, the demons in the world are grateful to Nuwa Niangniang for saving the world, gather the essence and blood here, and wait for dispatch at any time.

After a while, the sad wind was blowing, the miserable fog was misty, the clouds were four, the wind passed several times, the demons in the world all went to the palace to listen to the decree, Nuwa Niangniang looked down at the monsters, saw that the futon in front of him was empty, frowned, and said: "The world will change, after three years, the killing and robbery will start, you can avoid the mountain to practice, so as not to be contaminated with the disaster, those who have the intention to respond to the robbery, need to see the opportunity to act, and prepare early." ”

When the demons heard this, although they didn't dare to whisper, they also had their own plans in their hearts, and they all knelt down and said, "Thank you for the grace of the saint." ”

After Nuwa Niangniang finished her order, Bai Ji Tongzi said in front of the stage: "The demons everywhere retreat, leaving only the three demons in Xuanyuan's tomb to serve." ”

The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb, one is a thousand-year-old fox spirit, one is a nine-headed pheasant essence, and one is a jade pipa essence.

The three of them bowed down outside the Wa Palace, and saw the jade drops on all sides, the jade flowed, and under the blue eaves of the Danzhu, a colorful sail flew in the air: "The saint Niangniang has no borders, and the three demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb ask to see." ”

"Nuwa Niangniang told you to wait in. "Here the white boy went out to invite, the three demons felt very honored, and their feet were much lighter, and when they entered the palace gate, the three of them did not have time to salute, and the first Nuwa Niangniang opened her mouth and asked: "Do you know where the monkey goes?"

PS: Sorry for the Sa, the lock city is late for today's update~~