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Chapter 71 The meaning of the prophecy

When Sima He said this, the emperor became even more happy. His wrinkled face was now full of smiles, and his eyes were smiling in his heart. When the ministers heard this, they stood up one after another and knelt down to the emperor.

, "Long live the Emperor, long live, long live the Emperor!"

Everyone shouted long live, and the emperor was very pleased, "All my dear friends, please arise. He'er is right. In this case, I will appoint Taoist Priest Qingyang as secretary-superintendent and in charge of the three pavilions' books."

As soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Priest Qingyang stood up and knelt on his knees, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Li Qinghan frowned. She had never seen Taoist Priest Qingyang before, but she didn't expect that those words that were indifferent to fame and wealth, indifferent and ascetic were used to describe the person in front of her. She clearly said that she was not interested in fame and wealth, but the emperor wanted to confer her a title but did not make any reaction.

, I only know how to bow my head and thank you.

Everyone stood up again and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Secretary."

After the banquet, it was already a quarter past midnight. The carriages were lined up in rows and one by one, and slowly drove out of the palace in an orderly manner. Li Qinghan helped Mrs. Li walk to the carriage and allowed the palace servants to take the old lady to the carriage.

After getting on the carriage, she stopped and looked back at Yonghua Palace, which was already some distance away.

The snow on the ground has been swept away by the servants. Only patches of ground are still wet, but the snow on the eaves has not been swept away. The weak light in winter falls on the red bricks and green tiles, reflecting a faint and dazzling light.

Wisps came into her sight one by one. She squinted her eyes and suddenly thought of the relaxation and joy of those days, just like the golden sunshine that she couldn't catch, it flowed into the palm of her hand and could never be recovered.

Li Qinghan stretched out his hand and touched his face, eyes, mouth, and hair. She had gradually matured, with a beautiful face and a slim body. Everything was just beginning.

Just before she was about to get in the car, a palace maid suddenly came towards her, Yingying Yifu, and a clear voice came, saying: "Miss Li Er, the secretary supervisor wants to see you."

Li Qinghan was stunned for a moment. Taoist priest Qingyang wanted to see her?

At this time, Li Hongrao, who was in the car behind, suddenly opened the curtain. Mrs. Li hadn't gotten in the car yet. She could no longer hold on. Why was everyone so interested in Li Qinghan? Liang Erzhen came here from time to time.

Liang Youzhao went too far when asking her to go out for fun. He went directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find her. Even Sima Cong and Sima Ling favored her. Now this Qingyang Taoist priest who ran out for no reason wants to see her!

"Qinghan, where are you going?" She couldn't help but shout out. Mrs. Li, who was sitting in the carriage, turned pale and lowered her eyes.

Li Qinghan smiled and said, "Didn't you hear me, eldest sister? The Emperor's most respected secretary-general asked me to go there."

Li Hongrao held back his words, "It's getting late. It's better to go home quickly to avoid being unsafe on the road."

The palace lady smiled sweetly and said, "Miss Li, don't worry. The Secretary Supervisor will naturally send someone to send the second young lady back to the Prime Minister's Mansion safely, and I guarantee that she will be unscathed!"

"How is that possible?" Li Hongrao wanted to say something more, but the old lady opened the curtain and said with a gentle smile: "Since it is the request of the Secretary Superintendent, Qinghan, you can go ahead."

Li Hongrao's words were interrupted and he could only look at Li Qinghan bitterly, his mouth pursed and he did not dare to say a word.

Li Qinghan followed Gong E through the long corridor. She could only hear the whistling wind, which hurt her cheeks. She also smelled a faint fragrance. When she looked up, she saw the red plum blossoms blooming proudly in the snow.

Open into the wind.

"The Taoist's residence was never built. The emperor said that in order to allow the Taoist to refine elixirs, he built another Yaoling Terrace in the palace. It had been built before the Taoist came." Gong'e, who was leading the way, saw that Li Qinghan looked distracted.

The way he looked, said.

Li Qinghan smiled faintly and did not answer.

Soon we arrived at Yaolingtai.

The Yaoling Tower is actually three stories high. There are very few houses in the palace with more than two stories. Even the Baiyun Tower is only seven stories high. It seems that the emperor has great trust in this Qingyang Taoist Priest and believes in her.

This three-story Yaoling Terrace was built to communicate with the gods of heaven and earth.

The palace maid brought her over, pushed the palace door and went in. Li Qinghan did not doubt that he was there, so she followed him in. There was a light fragrance of flowers in the palace, and it was clear and long. When Li Qinghan raised her head, the palace maid had long since disappeared. At this moment, she felt a little bit.

panic.

The furnishings in the palace are all very solemn. It seems that the emperor regards Taoist Priest Qingyang as a person sent by God to assist him. Li Qinghan took two steps forward, and his shoes made a slight sound when they landed on the sapphire bricks.

The huge, lonely palace seemed harsh.

"Li Qinghan?"

At this time, Taoist Priest Qingyang's lazy voice came from unknown directions. Li Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Since you called me here, you can speak out if you have anything to say, why hide it?"

Suddenly he heard the sound of the bead curtains touching each other and the faint breeze of fragrance. Li Qinghan turned around and saw that Taoist Priest Qingyang slowly walked out from behind the screen with a dignified smile on her face, as if she was smiling all the time.

"Qinghan has met the Taoist priest." She knelt down and saluted.

Taoist Priest Qingyang walked towards her, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked her up and down, and said slowly: "She is really beautiful!"

Li Qinghan was startled, "What do you want to do, sir?"

Taoist Priest Qingyang smiled and said, "We didn't meet you in Qingyang County that day, and I always have regrets. That's why I came to see you in this way today."

It turned out that it was because of this, Li Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief, "Qinghan is the same."

"Do you still remember those four words I gave you?"

Li Qinghan raised her head and looked at Taoist Priest Qingyang's bright eyes, which contained some extremely complicated things that she couldn't understand. She calmed down and said, "Remember, destiny will be restored."

Taoist Master Qingyang nodded, "As smart as you are, you must know the meaning of these four words."

"..." Li Qinghan didn't answer for a long time, Taoist Master Qingyang sighed, "You already know, but you can't believe your guess, right?"

"Destiny is the will of God, and Zhao means bright. Qinghan dare not speculate on God's will."

She had a low-brow look, and she had clearly expressed her opinion, but she still said that she did not dare to speculate. Taoist Priest Qingyang patted her on the shoulder and said: "You have seen through it, and there is no need for me to continue."

Guidance, everything that will happen in this world has its own trajectory. Qinghan, your life is destined to be prosperous and wealthy in the end, but before that, it is also destined to be uneventful."

Until they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Li Qinghan was still in a daze.
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