Chapter 138 You are only invincible after knowing your fate
Under the tree on the mountain, the priest of Guangmingzhi before leaving gave Sangsang a waist card and touched her head lovingly. Master Yan Se took out something from his arms and solemnly gave her, and then explained it to her.
A few words.
Soon afterwards, the two old men turned into two handfuls of gray on the cliff. Sangsang certainly would not forget those details, so she knew what the official opposite wanted, but she could pretend not to understand.
Sangsang is not a pretty elf maid who is good at disguising, so she pretends not to understand and cannot hide it from the other party's eyes. Zhuge Wuren's face became more and more gloomy, as if she might burst out with anger at any time.
He Mingchi coughed lightly, then looked at him, and the meaning expressed in his eyes was very clear. Although the array eye was of great importance, it was passed on by Master Yan Se to Ning Que, so it was impossible to force it. If the court really didn't.
Don't worry, you shouldn't take care of Lao Bizhai strictly, and then wait for Ning Que to come back before discussing it.
Master Zhuge knew what he meant and said calmly: "Master He, I know you are the second prince's companion, but I want to remind you that he is the second prince after all, and you... really don't want to become the national master of the Tang Dynasty?
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He Mingchi suddenly thought that Lord Zhuge was close to the Empress, and many people in Chang'an City knew that Ning Que had close contact with Princess Li Yu. Could it be that today's incident was just because the Empress didn't want Ning Que to become the national teacher in the future?
He smiled slightly and shook his head, because the other party mentioned that he didn't want to pay attention to these things anymore, but thinking about something, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Zhuge, you'd better not forget who she is, the little maid she is.
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Zhuge Wuren was silent for a moment, and a decisive luster flashed in his eyes, saying, "It is related to the safety of the empire. I think even the academy will agree with my approach, not to mention that I have never disrespected Mr. Thirteen. Could it be that I will examine one.
Will the maid make the academy angry? The official asked, is it empty talk for the academy to not engage in government affairs?"
He looked at Sangsang and said coldly: "You must hand over what Master Yan Se and the God of Light left behind.
At this time, Wang Jingluo returned to the garden, looked at the two of them and asked coldly: "Have you finished asking? I want to take her back to the military headquarters."
He Mingchi looked at him in confusion and asked, "The General wants to ask what the matter with this little maid?"
Wang Jingluo responded: "The incident of the God of Light, the bloody incident in Chang'an City fourteen years ago."
He Mingchi was silent and slowly put away the buttered paper umbrella.
Zhuge Wuren said indifferently: "Please tell General Xu Shi that in addition to asking about the case, we also want this little maid. His Highness had already entered the palace to ask His Majesty for the imperial edict, and the Xiling Temple wanted to take her back to Taoshan."
Wang Jingluo raised his eyebrows slightly and mocked, "Do you think the Xiling Temple can suppress my Tang army?"
Zhuge Wuren frowned slightly and said, "According to the Tang Dynasty, the military has no right to inquire about this case."
Wang Jingluo sneered: "According to Tang Lu, your Tianshu Department is not qualified to investigate the case."
He Mingchi calmed his breath and said quietly. Although there were many Taoists in Haotian South Gate Temple, because of Master Yan Se's death, he had great resentment towards the little maid in Lao Bizhai, he did not think so.
If it were usual, except for the imperial palace, any yamen in the Tang Dynasty would subconsciously retreat when facing military forces. However, today, Tianshu District is determined to win things like that, and he vaguely carried out two of His Highness the Prince and Xiling Temple.
Dashan refused to give in at all.
There was no sparks flying in the words, but they forced each other into a dead end. Finally, after looking at it, the only place that was qualified to interrogate Sangsang according to Tang Ru is the Chang'an Mansion where everyone is now.
Wang Jingluo said: "The prefect is confused and cannot get up at all."
Zhuge Wuren laughed sarcastically and said, "Since the imperial doctor is useless, I have to ask Tianshu to send some psychic masters to take a look at the prefect. No matter how powerful the burn is, it will always work if I have to wait for a few words.
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Chang'an Mansion is always the most aggrieved and annoying yamen in the Tang Empire. It is like a young wife in a big family. Today, the imperial military, Tianshu District and Nanmenguan all gather in the mansion.
, and the prefectural prefecture was forced to say that he couldn't come out of illness, and all the officials were jokingly cold.
On that day, Lord Zhuge's sinister words were passed to the back house. Lord Shangguan Yangyu knew that he could no longer pretend to be sick. He weakly rubbed his sore throat, thinking about the basin of ice water yesterday afternoon
It was a waste of water, and I couldn't help but sigh and shook my head.
The lady said worriedly, "If you don't offend the academy, you will offend so many people. What should I do?"
A hint of cruelty appeared in Shangguan Yangyu's ugly little eyes, and he sneered: "I want to force me into a dead end, and I want me to explain to the Thirteenth Mr. Afterwards, I think it's so beautiful."
The lady asked in surprise: "Has the master come up with some good way?"
Shangguan Yangyu looked at his old wife who was deeply in love with him, sighed, and said pity: "Don't be afraid later."
After saying this, the prefect got up from the bed and took out a hard elm stick from the desk. He gasped in pain several times, and then gritted his teeth and smashed it on his head!
With a dull sound, his head suddenly became bloody, and his eyes darkened and he fainted.
This time it was really dazed.
The dean's wife shouted in the room.
Just when the prefect prefect played a painful scene in the bedroom that who could be more miserable than me, someone came to Chang'an Mansion.
The manager respectfully saluted everyone and said, "Your Highness is in the palace and there is no time to come, so I asked me to come and see. I don't know what mistake Miss Sangsang made, and it alarmed so many adults."
Unexpectedly, this incident would have alarmed Princess Li Yu so quickly, and his highness, King Jing frowned slightly.
He represents the imperial military and does not have to give the princess too much a pride. However, no one knows which prince His Majesty the Emperor will pass the dragon throne to, so some things must be more cautious.
Zhuge Wuren did not explain to the manager, and expressed his attitude with silence.
The manager was not angry. Before coming to Chang'an Mansion, he thought it was a misunderstanding. Seeing so many big shots in the venue, he realized that things were not as simple as His Highness thought. I guess the little maid had a very important relationship.
After a smile, he said goodbye to everyone and notified the palace again as quickly as possible.
The princess's house manager left before his feet, and the latest news came out in the house. The prefect was seriously ill and was worried about the holy and the people wanted to get up to investigate the case, but unexpectedly, he bumped into the door because of a high fever.
Now unconscious.
Such officials who are diligent in government affairs are rare, and such excuses are rare. Zhuge Wuren and others would not believe it. They broke into the back house in anger, but after a moment they retreated with a complicated expression.
"There are such shameless officials in my Tang Dynasty?" Zhuge Wuren said with emotion.
He Mingchi thought of the terrifying blood hole above the head of the prefect, and sighed: "It's really cruel."
Wang Jingluo said: "This adult would rather harm himself than trial the case. I admire him."
Zhuge Wuren suddenly said, "Since that's the case, I'll take this little maid back to the palace first."
Wang Jing frowned slightly.
Zhuge Wuren said: "There will be someone in the harem to explain to the general later."
Wang Jingluo still frowned.
People come and go, and snow falls.
The snow fell on the yellow paper umbrella on the branches and the eaves, and also fell on the bedding. Perhaps because the bedding was too big, the little girl holding the bedding, or perhaps because the things that people coming and going were very important, so I forgot.
The person they discussed was right next to them, but Sangsang, who was standing in the bitter wind and snow, was forgotten by people.
So no one noticed that her brows frowned.
Sangsang is a little girl who is unwilling to cause trouble for Ning Que.
So at the beginning, Chang'an Mansion asked her for a case and she came. These people asked her to stand in front of the mansion and stood in front of the mansion. She asked her to stand in front of the garden and stood in front of the garden and let her wait in the wind and snow.
She waited until she confirmed that the official was really trying to steal her things, and even seemed to have to bring herself into the palace.
Sangsang is a person who can fight Ning Que for a few taels of silver. What's more, what these people want to snatch from their hands today is obviously worth more silver, not to mention that it was originally left to him by the teacher, Yan Se
The master left it to Ning Que, so her brows frowned.
She frowned and expressed dislike and disagreement.
She poked her head out of Houhou's bedding with difficulty, and looked at the shameless official who wanted to take her into the palace to grab her things. A very subtle light shone deep in her black and translucent eyes, and then the light burned quickly.
Suddenly a cold wind blew by.
The solemn divine light deep in Sangsang's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she slowly lowered her head.
The wind is the air flowing. The reason why the cold wind suddenly rises is because a positive and large thing suddenly appears in the air, and that thing is a very fat young man.
The young man was so fat that he appeared in the garden that he brought a breath of winter wind, and then quickly squeezed away the winter wind, bringing a warmth to everyone in the field, just like his beautiful and lovely eyebrows.
“It seems very lively here.”
Sangsang raised his head and looked at him and nodded slightly.
The young fat man looked at the three people in the venue and said, "If the Chang'an Prefecture Principal dares to investigate the case, you will move out Tang Lu to investigate Sangsang. If the Chang'an Prefecture Principal has been lying on the bed, you should not come out again to embarrass you."
Zhuge Wuren's face was stern, and he looked at the man and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? How bold are you speaking!"
The young fat man didn't bother with these people. He took the bedding from Sangsang's arms and said, "Let's go."
Sangsang followed him honestly and prepared to leave, just as honest as he came.
Wang Jingluo didn't know who the young fat man was, but he vaguely guessed the identity of this person. Looking at the other person's back, he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He gently brushed his sleeves and took a step forward.
The young fat man stopped and looked back at him.
A breath of existence and non-existence instantly crossed the distance between the two. The breeze that was still lingering was not messy, and the slowly falling snowflakes did not tremble, but Wang Jinglei's body trembled violently.
Wang Jingluo's eyes became more and more excited, and his right hand hanging beside him trembled slightly, as if he was holding a virtual sword.
The young fat man looked at his right hand, frowned slightly, and moved the bedding to his left shoulder with some difficulty, then raised his right hand casually, stretched out his index finger and shook him from afar.
With this blow, Wang Jinglei's chest and abdomen suddenly sank, as if he was hit by an invisible giant hammer, and suddenly hit the wall behind him. A shocking and terrifying sound sounded among the dust and gravel in the sky.
"Not intention!"
"The God of the Stream in the World!"
The snowflakes stick to the dust gradually subsided.
The young fat man looked at Wang Jingluo, who was bleeding from the corner of his lips at the broken wall, and shook his head bored.