Taoist Fang Xian

Chapter 265 Order
Did not care about other people's eyes.

As the protagonist of the Forbidden City today, Fang Xin's actions are very straightforward:
"Heaven bestows auspiciousness, and Wenchang is with me!"

"Wenchang Wu's warp speed manifests!"

After the words fell, he once again pointed his finger at the twelve-grade lotus that was in full bloom, about one acre in square, and exuded far-reaching auspicious colors:
"brush!"

With the aura revealed again.

Seeing only the lotus flower of the twelfth grade, it changed rapidly in the void.

In a short while, it turned into many lotus flowers, only the size of longan, but also looked very miraculous:
"God-sent divine fetus, go!"

After the words fell, I saw lotus flowers one after another in the sky, and then began to fly above the sky.

The sky emits holy light, and the earth springs golden lotus.

But for a short while, just seeing the blossoming lotus, they entered the woman's stomach, making the woman look more energetic.

Not only that.

At the moment when the lotus flower enters the belly.

Even the many generals and emperors on the high platform can vaguely see the fetus that is being conceived.

Although many generals will not wait and see.

But to their level of practice, their blood has already cultivated to a certain level.

Naturally understand.

Under this blessing, many fetuses will definitely be able to fall and give birth safely, and even their future talents will definitely not be bad.

Seeing this scene, one of them seemed to be a somewhat chubby general, but he couldn't help but patted his thigh regretfully:
"If I knew it earlier, I would let my mother-in-law give birth a few days later."

"The children born today are born with congenital deficiencies, and I have to find all kinds of big medicines every day to make up for it."

"If you can be born a few days later and get the blessing of the national teacher, maybe you will be born as a martial arts genius!"

Hearing what the general said, and seeing how regretful he was, the other national pillars with concubines present, as well as the general, laughed secretly in their hearts.

This is the advantage of having more wives and concubines.

There are always children, as long as the number of children is large, they will naturally become talents.

Although elite education is very important.

But as long as the number of children is large, there will always be a talent that is not bad.

Listening to many generals chatting.

Among the civil servants, several old foxes in high positions did not speak, and stood quietly beside the shadows.

even.

When hearing many generals talking about it, some people subconsciously observed the emperor's reaction.

After a while, the blessing of Kung Fu was completed.

Just now, some pregnant women who looked like they had big bellies and could barely walk were now as light as a swallow.

The children are also completely safe.

All of them had ruddy complexions, looking expectantly at the child in their stomachs.

Mothers are more expensive than children.

This is what their future depends on.

After finishing the blessing, Fang Xin followed the emperor to the main hall where the meeting was held.

Sitting on the Kowloon imperial chair.

Ji Cheng looked like an ancient holy emperor, with a dragon snake around his waist, and a surging purple aura behind him:

"Is there anything you want to play?"

Looking at his majestic appearance, I feel his majesty getting heavier and heavier every day.

Many ministers, one by one, couldn't help but look bitter.

Although they are not bad at martial arts.

But this kind of spiritual oppression is indeed beyond another realm.

But in such an environment.

Only one of them, a minister wearing a purple robe with a gold seal on his waist, walked out slowly:
"Report to Your Majesty, I have the original performance!"

Hearing this, Ji Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said:
"Come on!"

Hearing the tone of Ji Cheng's words, the minister's eyes could not help showing a trace of surprise.

Immediately afterwards, I saw him holding the ivory wat board in his hands, and then said:
"Today, I was shocked when I saw the supernatural power of the national teacher."

"The minister was thinking about it at the time."

"If pregnant women who become pregnant every year can receive the blessing of the national teacher, then will the next generation of the dynasty be better than the past?"

"If this is the case, then the restoration of the rule of the ancient holy emperor is now."

When he said this, he paused slightly, then bowed again and said:
"I dare you to ask Your Majesty for permission."

"Please invite the national teacher to participate in the year-end festival and bless many pregnant women!"

The words fell, and the stone broke the sky.

In the entire hall, regardless of literature or martial arts, everyone looked at this important minister who came out with a look of surprise.

Although it doesn't seem like a big deal.

It was just for the emperor to issue an order for the national teacher to participate in the sacrifice, to pray for many women and protect the fetus.

But from another level.

This seems to knock down the sanctity of the national teacher to a certain extent.

There used to be aloofness.

Almost every day.

But if it is allowed to communicate with many pregnant women every year, although the blessing seems to be a good thing.

Maybe in the next few years, the national teacher will be able to accumulate a considerable amount of good karma.

But what part can there be.

Then it can only be said that the benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom.

After all, in the past, year-end blessings were only handed over to a few courtiers in the court for symbolic blessings.

It can be said.

As soon as this lord said it, he would directly offend the current national teacher.

Therefore, many civil and military ministers looked up at the emperor above the hall, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

It seems to feel that the current situation above the court, from 20 years ago to the present, is about to change again.

I understood what the minister said.

Ji Cheng could not help but smile slightly, and then looked at Fang Xin:

"I don't know what the national teacher thinks?"

Hearing the emperor's question, Fang Xin stood there very quietly, and said lightly:
"Your Majesty's eloquence speaks well, and the poor will obey His Majesty's will."

I heard Fang Xin say so.

Ji Cheng smiled slightly, then made a decision and said:

"If this is the case, then all the blessings every year will be handed over to the national teacher."

"It just so happened that the national teacher told me that in the past two years, Ziwei has been in a rush, so he should travel less outside the palace and reduce the refining of the longevity pill."

"Since the national teacher is free, then I will receive more women from the folks for me, so as to add some heritage to the next generation of the country."

Seeing that the emperor had already made a decision, Fang Xin naturally had no intention of forcing it.

He just bowed very flatly, and then responded:

"Pin Dao understands."

After the words fell, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became very stagnant.

Everyone first looked at the majestic emperor, and then at the very calm Fang Xin.

I just feel as if I have fallen into some kind of vortex.

But then.

All the courtiers moved closer to the emperor, after all, Ji Cheng was the real king of the entire Dayin Dynasty.

For a while.

Many ministers who had ended this great court meeting left from the main hall.

Only the emperor sat quietly on the Golden Luan Hall, seemingly lost in thought.

An incense stick of time passed.

Ji Cheng, who was still thinking about something just now, suddenly spoke, and said softly to a place far away where no one was around:
"You've seen everything."

"I don't know what the national teacher said is right?"

After the words fell, only a taoist wearing a robe of stars and looking a little indifferent walked out of the shadow.

And as he walked out.

Only a golden dragon was seen, rolled up from his clothes, and then fell into Ji Cheng's waist.

It looks like a dragon.

Walking out of the shadow, Xing Chenzi first glanced at Ji Cheng, and then said respectfully:
"Report to Your Majesty."

"There is nothing wrong with what the national teacher said."

"According to my deduction, in recent years there has indeed been a sign of Ziwei's coming and going."

Hearing what Xing Chenzi said, Ji Cheng seemed a little dissatisfied:
"You know that's not what I mean."

"The Dynasty has supported your Seven Star Sect for an unknown number of years, just to ask you to secretly watch the stars and test your fate for the Dynasty."

"I just want to ask, is there any way to solve this situation?"

Earlier, with Fang Xin as his advisor, he naturally felt that his life was going smoothly.

but.

Now, his longevity has been greatly strengthened, so it is naturally different from before.

And really say it.

The national teacher also occupies a considerable part of the luck in the court.

Although it is said that he was coerced by luck.

But to a certain extent, it was also sheltered by luck.

It can be said.

Today's national teacher is really under the emperor, and No.1 is the second in line of luck in the entire dynasty.

In addition to the emperor, the national teacher can be said to be the top priority of the entire court's luck.

This is the current situation.

Ji Cheng naturally didn't want this.

Since he wanted to monopolize the power and become a figure like the Holy Emperor, he naturally had to control all luck.

In particular, Fang Xin demonstrated his ability to cast spells in the Forbidden City, where the oppression of luck is the strongest.

This is simply a serious step backwards on the warning line that he was not well-off in the first place.

even.

If it hadn't been for the past 20 years, Fang Xin's weight in the court would have become heavier and heavier, and even his luck had reached a certain level.

He really wanted to order Fang Xin to be thrown into the sky prison directly, and his golden body of the national teacher was broken.

As the emperor, he should be high for nine days.

No one can be used as an excuse to hinder him.

Not to mention the national teacher!
Hearing Ji Cheng's words, Xing Chenzi revealed a slightly embarrassed expression:
"Your Majesty, I really don't have such abilities."

"Astronomy is inherently mysterious."

"What's more, now that the national teacher is in charge of a part of the luck, he has the power of ghosts and gods."

"I'm really powerless to wait!"

When he said this, he was not only very helpless, but also had some palpitations.

Every time I want to calculate the secrets of the sky, and the luck of the national teacher, the whole person will be alerted to a certain extent.

The fate of heaven and earth is telling him that he will die.

not to mention.

Although the emperor doesn't care.

But as a cultivator, he is naturally also paying attention to those hidden sects in the current Dayin Dynasty.

But the problem is that in recent years, many sects have disappeared unknowingly.

No matter how he calculated, he couldn't find it.

Even, every time he watched the stars and told his fortune, every time he wanted to observe the root of it, he felt palpitations all over his body.

All of them are self-evident.

Although the emperor is supreme.

However, he didn't dare to say a word in front of a person who was really like a mountain on the Tianji Road.

And he had a hunch.

Fang Xin's slight gestures in his direction on the high platform outside and in the hall were not random gestures.

But actually saw him.

This is a bit terribly frightening.

After all, this cover-up was done with the help of the magical artifacts inherited from the Seven Star Sect and the emperor's dragon aura.

If it is really discovered.

That shows that the national teacher is really terrible.

He is a little guy.

It's better not for the little people, but casually getting involved in the battles of the big people.

Hearing what Xing Chenzi said.

The emperor waved his hand, and his face was a little gloomy:
"You go down first!"

After the words fell, Xing Chenzi retreated cautiously towards the distance.

It disappeared after a while.

And at this time.

Just behind the Nine Dragons Imperial Chair, a literati with a feather fan in his hand came out Shi Shiran.

Take a closer look.

This literati vaguely seemed to be similar to the minister who gave the presentation just now.

Walking out of the back of the Kowloon imperial chair, the scholar holding a goose feather fan said with a smile on his face:
"Your Majesty, is what I said correct?"

"Nowadays, the national teacher not only affects His Majesty, but also greatly hinders the country."

"If His Majesty doesn't make up his mind, maybe a strong man will really need to sever his wrist."

I heard this scribe say so.

Ji Cheng could not help but slowly fell into deep thought:
"He can't die now!"

"Nowadays, although I have lived for more than sixty years, if I want to become a holy emperor, if I want to try it, I need more than two sixty years at the end."

"It's too early to start now."

"Even if I am willing, the other emperors below will not be willing."

When he said this, he paused, then looked at the scribe in front of him, and then said:
"Go down and get ready."

"Mobilize the power of the Underworld Imperial Court, and when the time comes, when the divine pill is refined again, it must be killed with one blow."

Hearing what the emperor said, the literati laughed even more freely:

"The minister leads the decree~"

After the words fell, he walked towards the outside of the hall step by step.

With each step, his body descended half an inch, and when he reached the end, his whole body quietly disappeared.

vaguely in between.

In the entire hall, there seemed to be a trace of Yin Qi leaking.

the other side.

After walking out of the main hall, Fang Xin looked behind him thoughtfully:
"It looks like someone must have felt something."

"But... this is exactly what I want!"

When he said this, he raised his head to look at the sky, and it seemed that he vaguely overlapped with a certain pair of eyes:
"What will happen in the future, everything is still unknown..."

(End of this chapter)