Chapter 106: Killing one to warn the autumn of a hundred events.
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Suchuan.
Zhaodu.
A few days later.
The breeze caressed the pavilion with red walls. The girl in a white Cantonese embroidery dress took off the last bite of rice from the bowl, patted her belly with satisfaction, and did not bother to wipe the corners of her mouth. She stretched out her white and tender palms and gave a touch of green.
Small green buds emerge slowly.
The small buds then grew slowly under Linglong's careful control, and soon grew to several meters in length, and then fell off into a long rattan, with one end connected to a nan-red cloud beam, and then another from the
Another stick appeared in the palm of my hand.
After a while, a swing was made by weaving natural green vines that grew out of the girl's palm.
Looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction, Linglong did not rush to take a nap. Instead, she invited Lu Ming, who was staring at the sky in a daze, "Do you want to come together?"
"I don't play with children's things." Lu Ming said without raising his head with his head pillowed on a book, his back and buttocks resting on books, and his legs and feet leaning a little awkwardly on the tall pile of books.
Ever since Linglong discovered a few days ago that she had the superpower of growing vines on her palms, she was overjoyed and researched all kinds of fun ways to have fun and relax. After all, having vines growing on her palms was something Linglong had never encountered in her life.
It's the only special event, so naturally I'm a little excited.
Another thing, of course, is that you can hear the strong beating of the heart.
The green buds are like small vines or small trees. After careful research, Linglong found that from the very beginning, they were uncontrollable, and now they have become completely proficient in using various bends and growth, and can even grow one after another.
The weaving has become a swing.
The girl's independent learning ability is not bad.
Linglong didn't mind if her invitation failed again. Her small and delicate body leaned lightly and sat on her dream cradle, and then continued to say to Lu Ming:
"You can't help but hide from the guys outside every day. I heard that there is a huge pile of documents waiting for your approval in the palace. Do you really not want to go and take a look?"
Shaking his head leisurely, as if he was a rich and noble son listening to a tune, Lu Ming said in a leisurely manner: "I am the emperor, not a part-time worker, so why are I so anxious about government affairs?"
"As for the documents, although the imperial edict is rich, the territory is so big. Prime Minister Feitian is already very familiar with it, so he will naturally help me deal with it. The reason why it is piled up there is that she wants to use it to force me to do something.
He is just a diligent monarch."
"As for the excerpts outside the imperial capital, there is no need to read them. The ones sent here are just a formality, and they are of no use."
Lu Ming's thoughts were already drifting to the other side as he spoke softly about the little things in Zhaodu. The imperial edict was in his hands, he was the king, Feitian was the prime minister, and there was no need to think about anything at all.
Being able to promote the status of the Divine Blood Iron Guards and consolidate their loyalty in my spare time, I think I have achieved the ultimate.
As for the others,
It's better to think about the Lord God and your Majesty.
After reading through various classics in the palace library for several days, it seems that the description of the Lord has always only been the code name of the person chosen by the God. The person chosen by the God is destined to be in charge of Suchuan.
There is only personality and majesty, but there is no divine power hidden in the blood that Lu Ming imagined could be awakened. If the classics are not fake or omitted, then we can only say that he is somewhat special.
The special thing is that I have awakened the memory of my previous life. This natural supernatural power is more likely to be a heterogeneous change brought about by the awakened memory. For now, I have eaten well, slept soundly, and been in good health these past few days.
For the time being, it is certain that this change is good, so it can be put aside for the time being.
As for the other aspect, it is the matter of the God Lord. How to really help Linglong awaken the power of the God Lord. According to the classics, the afterlife ceremony was held at Tianqi Gate.
The ceremony, as the name suggests, must concern the person first, and the ceremony of the god's death is the largest and most serious ceremony in Suchuan. According to the specifications, the princes are invited, and a specific auspicious day is selected under the guidance of the calendar.
Perform rituals to demonstrate the power and blessings of the god.
Lu Ming could barely understand the blessings and power. They were nothing more than Linglong's power to crush bones and food, and the power to heal injuries.
Unfortunately, after observing and studying these days, Linglong seems to be unable to truly master the previously powerful power of the God Lord except for the vine.
Although the rattan is powerful, it is only of an ordinary supernatural level and is far from the power of a god. It is far from enough to deter these princes from all over Suchuan. It is unrealistic to make them surrender.
Lu Ming had a slight headache and remembered the previous times when Linglong actually used that kind of power. He only used it when his life was threatened.
Is it possible... that during the ceremony of the Lord's rebirth, the Lord himself would chop off his own head with a knife?
It’s inappropriate, it’s inappropriate!
But there seems to be no other way. Feitian and the high priest have already been informed by Fo Zhuan that the Linglong they brought back is the Lord of God.
Feitian aside, this high priest is a stubborn old man who believes in Shinto all his life and fulfills his duties. Now that he heard that the god's master has returned to Suchuan, he has already broken into the palace gates several times, saying that he wants the king to arrange the afterlife ceremony as soon as possible.
To perform miracles and restore the majesty of the Ming royal family.
The name was indeed impressive, but when Lu Ming looked at this old man, he seemed to be much more interested in the Lord of God than he was as the Lord, and his turbid eyes almost began to shine with light.
Well, this little old man is as active as a second spring in his life these days. He is no longer as young as a seventy-year-old man who is half buried in the earth.
Lu Ming, who had his eyes closed and his thoughts wandering, suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards him. He raised his eyelids slightly and saw a charming and cute little face staying a few centimeters from the tip of his nose. He was immediately startled, trembled, and walked directly from the
The book fell down.
"What are you doing? Pretending to be a ghost in the middle of the day to scare people? Are you so close all of a sudden?"
Covering his little heart, Lu Ming scolded this cute girl.
It's noon, the sun is shining brightly, why don't you take a good lunch break? Why don't you reduce your exercise after eating so that your cells can concentrate on digesting food?
At first glance, it seems that he has never learned any weight loss secrets.
"What were you thinking about just now?" Linglong asked curiously, her gaze undiminished, "That expression on your face made me think you were having a nightmare."
"I'm not worried about you, hehe."
As the saying goes, when things go wrong, there will always be monsters.
The girl is smiling silly, she is so cute, there must be something wrong!
Maybe you want me to do something?
However, she seems to have always been silly.
Lu Ming patted his forehead and stared at the girl with big eyes, "Of course I'm thinking of you. You were so cute in the dream. Look at how annoying you are in reality. And then I was scared by you, huh!"
After saying this, Linglong was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Am I cute in the dream?"
"Of course!"
"What about me now?"
"I wish you didn't harass me now!"
"uh-huh!"
Angrily, Linglong sighed and lay back on her cradle. After a while, she started to giggle again.
Lu Ming looked at him next to him and had a headache. This girl was really a bit silly. She was babbling in broad daylight.
Fortunately, books are with me.
Lu Ming reached out to pull out a book and covered his face again. Lu Ming asked the girl: "Linglong, can you kill someone with a cane?"
"No!" Rocking the swing-like cradle, Linglong poked her little face out from under the quilt. Her emerald-green buds pushed the book away from the young man's face, and then said seriously: "But I can't learn slowly!"
"As long as you need it!"
"..." The sun was dazzling, and the buds grew a little bigger. On his forehead, Lu Ming squinted his eyes slightly, then looked sideways at the serious girl, and chuckled for a long time.
"Then... help me kill someone! I want to kill him as a warning to others!"
This time, Linglong was stunned. It took a long time before she said, "Is this so fast?"
"How about you give me some time!"
"Of course not now, nor in this place." He reached out and tore off the page recording the ceremony of the God Lord, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the sky. Lu Ming looked at the girl and said, "Starting tomorrow, we will invite all the princes to start.
Prepare for the ceremony of the next life and restore the majesty of the Lord of God!"
"Tomorrow, that's good! I will definitely become the greatest and most powerful God Lord in history, and I will definitely not embarrass you, the Lord!" Linglong said with a kind of confidence on her bright face, looking at him.
"Aren't you worried?" Lu Ming looked at the girl and asked curiously.
Her little face was still as calm as usual, as if she didn't care about anything. She squinted her eyes at him and said with a smile: "I'm not worried. If you are here, I won't worry!"
"Ha! You really can defeat me, hey!"
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Suchuan.
Pingting.
Microbiologist.
Outside the large and pleasing courtyard, a man in Tsing Yi sat next to a red nanmu coffee table. On the red nanmu round table was a square round plate made of pure gold, containing precious gold fish feed.
The man in Tsing Yi is none other than Wei Sheng Yan of the Wei Sheng family. At this moment, he is thinking about some things, all the things he has seen along the way, the Lord, the Divine Lord, and the marriage contract with the Yin family that he left behind a few years ago.
He reached out to grab some small pieces of feed from the square disk and sprinkled it into the water. The red koi carps in the lake gathered together smelling the smell, and little red flowers jumped out of the water.
"Deng Deng~" Following the gentle knocking of the wall pillars and the slight footsteps of the housekeeper approaching, Wei Shengyan listened to the voice and said indifferently: "Have the arrangements been made for the Yin brothers and sisters?"
"You have already settled in the best Yuehu Courtyard in the mansion. The portrait and body proportions of the lady with silver makeup have also been spread throughout the merchants in Pingting according to your requirements. Whatever they go out to do, they will get the most satisfactory and suitable service.
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When the housekeeper said this, his voice paused and he stopped talking.
"You wonder why I'm so nice to her?" Wei Shengyan chuckled. He could understand the housekeeper's confusion. As a commoner, he worked hard to become the richest man in Suchuan, but he didn't rely on infatuation to make his fortune.
Although there is a reason why Pingjiang Hou took a fancy to it and gave some support, there is more than one person who was invested by Pingjiang Hou.
He was the only one who could be killed in the end.
To be able to reach such a state, he is not the kind of person who can't move when he sees a woman.
The housekeeper has been following his master for many years, so he naturally understands the kind of person the master is. He immediately suppressed his doubts, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "The master's actions are naturally arranged by the master, and it is not for me and other villains to guess."
"There are so many people in my mansion, it's not unreasonable for you to be my butler. There are not many people who can do things, talk little, and are of the same mind as me~"
The housekeeper looked at the Weisheng inkstone in awe and said nothing indifferently. Having followed the family master for many years, he knew that when he was alone, the family master's heart was lonely, and he preferred to be a listener rather than making irresponsible remarks.
The reason why the head of the family is the head of the family is because he is a madman in the true sense of the word. He was able to fight his way out under the command of Marquis Pingjiang and be reused, so that he could control such a family business.
Glancing at the butler who lowered his head, Wei Shengyan's eyes were dull. He looked up at the golden attic supported by several iron chains in the air. After pondering for a long time, he asked the butler again:
"What do you think, I use this family property to go to the Yin family in exchange for a gift?"
"What, Master, are you going to do this?" The housekeeper raised his head in surprise. He already thought that the master was a lunatic. He had been a housekeeper for so many years and thought he could calm down and get used to it, but when he heard Wei Shengyan's words, he still couldn't bear it.
I couldn't help but feel shocked, and I immediately wanted to persuade him.
"Master, how can the sisters of the Yin family enjoy this honor? No matter how noble they are, it was in the past. Today's Suchuan..."
"Hahaha, you, you, you!" interrupted the butler with a wanton smile. Wei Shengyan looked at the butler with a smile, "You know, you can only be a servant."
"If you want to achieve great things, you should gamble! If I didn't gamble, how could I be where I am today?"
"But since the Yin family has been in decline, apart from the name, what value does the family have to bet on?" The housekeeper was puzzled.
He grabbed the last handful of fish feed and threw it into the water. He threw the micro-sheng inkstone down with the golden disc. His gloom disappeared and he said: "It didn't happen before, but it will happen soon."
"How can the Three Single Gods of Suchuan survive on their last breath, hehe!"
"What does the master of the house need from me?" the housekeeper asked wisely.
"I'm going to go to Mr. Hou to discuss something later. You go and find Wu Yuan now. I want to see her when I come back." Wei Shengyan said.
"Wu Yuan is so elusive that we can't determine her whereabouts."
"Then go and take her old man over to stay for a few nights!" Wei Shengyan said calmly, and then walked straight away from the pavilion, ordering the people around to prepare the sedan and pick out gifts, and go to the Marquis's Mansion.
The housekeeper stayed where he was and didn't react for a long time.
What exactly did the owner encounter when he went out? Why does he feel even crazier than before? Wuyuan and her grandfather have been blackmailing and controlling her for more than ten years.