Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 841 It Sounds Pretty Beautiful

"Master, wait a moment, let the apprentice take a look." Li Yunchi, who had recovered his emotions long ago, nodded obediently, and said that he hopped off the small stool on his own, and rushed to the table with his short legs.

He carefully picked up the blood talisman, then stared at it and the jade pendant on the table for a long while, then nodded his head solemnly for a long time: "It's the same, and the talisman stored in your talisman is the same, Master." There are obviously more Qi machines than those on the pendant."

"That's good." Mu Xici suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

As long as she has this wisp of Qi in her hand, she can use it to write the two talismans that hide the breath.

Even though she and Fu Kaiyun couldn't get too close to Fu Yangqiu even with this Qi Concealing Talisman, it was still possible for Fu Kaiyun to take a good look at her younger brother across the small courtyard, fulfilling her wish.

Speaking of which, this talisman was written by her when she visited the Xiao Mansion with Mo Junli at night, and she felt that it was a matter of consuming the blessings of her ancestors and sacrificing future generations to renew the life of the old man, like a master Xiu Qi. The handwriting, because I deliberately trapped such a Qi machine into the talisman, I don't want to actually use it today.

It can be regarded as fate, she was destined to help Fu Kaiyun in such a situation.

"In this way, this matter is easy to solve." Mu Daguo, with a smile that was not a smile, turned his eyes to look at Fu Kaiyun half gladly, half sadly, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Well, Senior Fu, you should take a good rest now. In the afternoon, I went to write two talismans to hide energy."

"I'll take you out of Beijing when it gets dark and there are no people on the street."

"By the way, do you know how to do light work?" The little girl blinked, but Fu Kaiyun couldn't help smiling slightly when he heard this: "Yes, yes, but the level is not high, and the kung fu is not good."

"It's okay, this junior's lightness kung fu is not bad, I can take you away." Mu Xici waved his hand, and after speaking, he wanted to urge Fu Kaiyun to go back to the inner room to rest.

Seeing the haggard and vicissitudes on her face, she felt trembling in her heart, lest her old man be careless and tire herself out again.

"Then I, I'll go back for a rest first?" Fu Kaiyun's claws were numb, and he twisted his sleeves for a while, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

——It has been a long time since she felt such kindness from her juniors.

This made her a little overwhelmed.

Although Sang Ruo lived in a corner of southern Xinjiang for a long time and was far from being as rich as Qianping, there were not a few open and secret fights in the imperial court.

She has been sitting on the position of the female monarch for nearly 30 years, and the undercurrents in the court have been rushing for 30 years. She has long been tired of seeing the hypocritical and fawning faces of those juniors.

Different from those people with evil intentions, the tempers of these children in front of them seem to be too good.

Even if their words at the beginning really made her brain hurt, she could easily see the sincere and passionate hearts from their sharp words.

They seem to really only want a world of peace.

Fu Kaiyun curled her fingers, seeing that Mu Xici and the others hadn't spoken for a long time, she was about to get up and leave the small hall when she heard the young man who had been silent for a long time speak in a muffled voice: "Mr. , I didn’t give it to you for nothing.”

"Then what His Highness means..." The woman slowly drew out her tone, turned around and fixedly locked eyes on the young man.

She found that he seemed a little displeased, with a clear and undisguised annoyance in his eyes.

"The junior wants the letter that you are holding, the letter that Marquis Dingyuan wrote to you earlier and wanted to join forces with Sang Ruo." Mo Junli said, Fu Kaiyun's back slightly stiffened upon hearing the sound.

——This kid opened his mouth very hard, and he opened his mouth to ask her for the letter.

She originally wanted to use that thing as her last bargaining chip.

"However, in exchange, this junior can agree to you," the young man added after thinking, "When the situation stabilizes, Qianping can help your country pay for road construction, so as to facilitate business exchanges between the two countries."

"Oh? Pay for the road." Fu Kaiyun raised his eyebrows in response, and the smile on his face falsified, "Then when the official road is completed, will the merchants from the two countries pass on this road, or the hundreds of thousands of cavalry from your dynasty?" ?”

"As long as Sang Ruo doesn't learn from Western merchants," Mo Junli smiled, and said everything without leaking, "The ones who are good at this way are naturally merchants."

"Of course, if the female monarch must learn from someone, the younger generation recommends you to learn from Princess Ye of Hanze." ——He doesn't mind having more vassal states in southern Xinjiang.

"Like her? Then it's time to hand over Sang Ruo's power to others." Fu Kaiyun grinned lightly, and she really couldn't bear the brat's cheap mouth, "If I remember correctly, your country is already in the northern border It is time to build Laoshizi's capital guard government office."

"That's right, Hanze has indeed become a vassal state of Qianping." The young man hugged his chest, his eyes filled with inexplicable resentment, "So... whenever there is a natural or man-made disaster on the northern side of Xinjiang, I have to wait and see. Send money and food to people, and contribute to disaster relief and rehabilitation.”

"It's troublesome."

…Hearing this way, being a vassal state seems to be quite beautiful, and you don’t have to worry about it yourself when you encounter natural or man-made disasters.

Fu Kaiyun's train of thought staggered strangely for a moment, she shook her head, forcing herself to hold down the point in her heart that was ready to move, and briefly confessed to the other three, before hurriedly walking out of the small hall.

——She was afraid that if she stayed for a while longer, she would make Sang Ruo a vassal of Lao Shizi under an impulse.

After all, it sounds really worry-free...

The woman couldn't help but slander her, and then she walked faster, Mo Junli and others watched her go back to the inner room, looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and wandered out of the courtyard.

The three of them swayed all the way back to the main hall. As soon as Li Yunchi crossed the threshold, Mo Junli waved his sleeves and retreated to the left and right. Master Mu closed the door and window with his hands, and turned his head and slowly frowned a pair of slender eyebrows.

"How should I say, A Yan, have you heard about Dingyuanhou before?" The little girl took a deep breath and patted the top of her apprentice's hair casually.

The latter understood it, and immediately took the scripture book bench, went out to the back door and recited the scripture mantra, the young man shook his head when he heard the words: "No, I was forced to run to Fuli by that dog Mo Shuyuan , the hand can't be stretched that long at all."

"What about you, Ah Ci, you've been in Qianping all this time, have you ever heard any disturbances?"

"That's a good question, the key is that I don't have one either." Mu Xici wrinkled his face, and his face instantly became tangled up.

When Fu Kaiyun mentioned that Marquis Dingyuan was afraid of disobedience, she was in a daze - in her previous life, she had never heard of anyone who wanted to rebel .

"I only know that he is not very generous, and he has always had political disagreements with my father. The two do not get along with each other and often have grudges."

"But no matter how much he has resentment in his heart, it should be my father and not His Majesty?" The little girl looked suspicious.

"What's more, these two people, one has lived in the Southern Region for a long time, and the other has been traveling to various border towns all year round, and they never meet twice a year, so it is said that there is not much grudge."

"He can't just see that His Majesty thinks highly of my father, so he can't think about rebelling?"

　. .I may have been in a trance for the past two days because I didn't sleep well, and then he meowed all the punch cards of my six trumpets.

　　? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
　　My sign-in, my check-in, my recommendation ticket! ! ! ! ! !

　　what! ! !
　　


(End of this chapter)