Come to think of it, none of the things that the police fantasy fairy did in the original work can be called a fairy!
Thousands of reds in one cave? Thousands of beauties in the same cup?
I am afraid that when a thousand reds cry, ten thousand beauties will feel the same sorrow!
Besides, which immortal would let his sister have sex with others?
Taking another ten thousand steps back, the affairs of love between men and women in the human world were originally in charge of Yue Lao Si. When did the Heaven have such a department as the Bo Ming Si!
Jigong: "Donor, your girl is also part of the plan of those guys in the sky. Borrowing twelve girls will stir up the hatred between men and women in the world, disrupt cause and effect, deceive the secrets of heaven, and steal luck."
Xue Hong was now seventy-eight percent convinced. He saluted and asked, "How can I save my sister in order to revive Buddhism? How can I save the people of this world?"
Jigong did not answer directly, but thought to himself: "I know that you, the donor, have known this since you were born. Now that you have entered the Taoist martial arts, you will be able to live freely in the future. But please have mercy on the common people of Li and enter this mortal world.
Save them."
Xue Hong: "The Living Buddha wants me... to become an official in the court?"
Jigong shook his fan and nodded: "Yes. The little benefactor entered Taoism through martial arts. The national destiny has almost no suppression on the little benefactor. With the little benefactor's ability, he is naturally not afraid of the secretive methods of the officialdom."
Xue Hong: "In other words, as long as the national fortune is prosperous, can the fate of the human world be prevented from passing away?"
Jigong: "More than that, the donor also wants to use the luck of the human world to completely clean up those wild gods in the sky! Bring the luck that they have devoured for hundreds of years back to the human world. Otherwise, the world will continue to suffer disasters."
Xue Hong: "This..."
Jigong: "Part of Miss Xue's soul is still in the Bad Ming Division, that police fairy..."
Xue Hong slapped the table: "Done! Those guys in the sky who occupy the magpie's nest, no one can escape!"
Jigong looked at Xue Hong with a half-smile but not a smile: "Huh? No more hesitation?"
Xue Hong: "You're still hesitating! Do you really think that my temper will be better if I practice Taoism? Let's put an end to the sinful Qingtian first! Destroy the Bad Life Division!!"
…
As soon as Jigong left, Xue Pan came in with his hind legs.
"Brother!! It's not good! Something happened!!"
Xue Hong had a black line: "I've just been out for five days, what trouble did you get into?"
Xue Pan: "Brother! My mother is so obsessed that she put my sister's name on the draft list! Now the family is packing up to go to Beijing!!"
Xue Hong: "..."
Should I say it's the plot's ability to correct the situation, or Aunt Xue's tendency to fool people?
Xue Hong knew without even thinking that this was definitely the trick of the prince and the power behind Mrs. Wang's back. The two of them fell into the trap as soon as they deceived Aunt Xue. They were stupid enough!
I don’t even think about it, if Mrs. Wang had the ability to send people to the emperor’s bed, Jia Yuanchun would still be just a female historian now??
And you, Wang Ziteng, if you have such ability, why don’t you send your Wang family girls to the palace!!
Xue Hong slowly thought in his mind: "You and I are also going to Beijing. We just happened to go to Jia's Mansion to see what the big-faced treasure is. As for Yuanxiu, ask Zhu Jie for help. It only takes one sentence to secretly reveal Xue Baochai's name."
Crossed out."
Whether Yuanxiu's matter is a big deal or a small matter is a matter of just one sentence, at least for the Sixth Prince Zhu Bie.
Xue Hong felt confident, raised his head and said to Xue Pan, who was scratching his head anxiously: "Why panic! Don't worry, Baochai doesn't have to go to the draft, but don't make any announcement first. Let's go and see Baochai first."
…
"Sister!! I found my eldest brother!"
Xue Hong looked at Xue Baochai, whose face was pale and his eyes were lifeless, and his heart twitched fiercely, and he said in his heart: "Ziziteng! If I don't let your Wang family be happy, I won't call you Xue Hong! And you, Mrs. Wang,
I must take good care of that big-faced boy of yours!!"
Originally, although Xue Hong wanted to deal with the police fantasy fairy, he had no intention of targeting Jia Baoyu. But now... hum!
If you are to blame, blame your wife, the Queen!! Dare to cause trouble for me? You are seeking death!!
When Xue Baochai saw that it was Xue Hong, she smiled and said, "Brother Hong is here. Sit down quickly."
Xue Baochai is different from the original work. In this life, Xue Pan knows how to make progress and is quite capable. Although he still likes to live in debauchery, he is already a man who can establish a family.
What's more, with Xue Hong's love and support from childhood to adulthood, Xue Baochai is no longer the tragic girl in the original work who sacrificed herself for her family.
Besides, which serious girl would want to serve an old man in the palace? So what if that man is the emperor?
There are so many good-looking girls in the harem, one day a little palace maid, a little eunuch or something will die.
Xue Baochai almost predicted his future ending.
Xue Hong rolled his eyes and then said: "Hey! How big a deal do I take it to be? It's just the draft. Look, I'm scaring you. If we don't want to go, just go."
Xue Pan: "Brother, are you kidding me? That's the emperor's draft, how can it be so easy!"
Xue Hong: "When have I lied to you? I have ten thousand ways to prevent Baochai from going to the draft."
As soon as these words came out, Xue Baochai's eyes gradually regained some light, because since he was a child, Xue Hong never said big words and always kept his words.
For Xue Hong, there are still many ways, such as killing the emperor. Your father is already dead, why do you still have the nerve to draft?
Of course, this is just a metaphor. For Xue Hong, the supreme imperial power is just that.
What's more, even if the Sixth Prince doesn't need to come forward, it won't be a problem to ask for favor based on Xue Hong's achievements in planting and promoting sweet potatoes.
Xue Hong was worried that after she finished speaking, Xue Pan, a big mouth, would talk nonsense, so she whispered her plan into Xue Baochai's ear.
Xue Baochai opened her small mouth and said nothing for a long time. She did not expect that her elder brother had such a wide range of friends.
Xue Hong: "Don't make any noise, just keep your heart in your heart. I will take care of everything. I will go to Beijing soon, let's go together. It just so happens that I am also very curious about Jia Baoyu, the elder...
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Wang Ziteng, Mrs. Wang, Jia Baoyu, the young master are here...