My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 212: There’s only soup left, and I’m still trying to stop him...

Four updates in ugly time.

The night is still dark.

The person sneezing at the same time.

Shen Qingyun yawned while sleeping.

Shen Weilong hesitated whether to use soundproofing ban.

Thinking of the scene in the main hall last night...

He really wanted to say something thoughtful to his son.

After weighing it for a quarter of an hour, I found that there was only a [-]% chance of hiding it from Mrs. Gaoming.

"I'm not sure..."

Shen Weilong murmured secretly, then gave up on his small thoughts.

"This phoenix crown and hape is really suitable for you, madam."

"Hey, it's said to be a phoenix crown, but it doesn't have a phoenix, so it's just average."

"Which phoenix in the world dares to fall on Madam's head?"

"Giggle...eh?"

"Don't worry, madam, the young master is asleep."

Seeing her husband standing upright outside the house and her son sleeping standing up, Yun Qianqian nodded and continued to look at herself in the bronze mirror.

The phoenix crown is exquisitely crafted.

There is no phoenix on it.

Among the honeysuckle ornaments, there are four gilt words, "Mrs. Gaoming".

"With this crown, I am the biggest in Buji Lane!"

Thinking happily, Yun Qianqian asked: "Have there been any abnormalities in the houses in Buji Lane recently?"

"Yes, ma'am," Baiyi said with a smile while adjusting his dress, "Every master must look at our front door before going out."

"That's all?"

"When I passed by our door, my pace was much faster."

"Afraid that I'll go out?" Yun Qianqian was proud at first, and then felt sad, "No one has asked me about my poker skills recently."

A strange look flashed across Baiyi's face. She patted the hem of her dress, stood up and said with a smile: "Madam has won the Chongmingfang leader in the Leaf Card Competition, and is just in time to recharge her batteries and kill everyone before the new year. "

"That's it."

Yun Qianqian spun around in front of the bronze mirror, her skirt rippled, then fell again, and her heart dropped as well.

"Hey, how long until we leave?"

"Madam, there's still an hour left."

"If you want to wear his crown, you must bear its weight." Yun Qianqian sighed and walked towards the door, "If it weren't for their official career, I... wouldn't bother to worry about it."

As soon as Yun Qianqian left the bedroom, Shen Qingyun opened his eyes and kept rubbing them.

"My dear, it's so bright, is the sun star setting?"

Yun Qianqian looked around at the dark night in confusion, but she finally understood and couldn't stop giggling.

Shen Weilong glanced at his son in horror...

"Hmph, it looks like a wooden pile, Qingyun, let's go!"

"Okay, mother."

Seeing the two women's backs, Shen Weilong was in a daze.

"My name is Shen Weilong, my son's name is Shen Qingyun, he is my son, and I am his father..."

Shen Qingyun, who had a strong desire to survive, welcomed his mother into the main hall and ran to the backyard to do some work.

Mrs. Gaoming has her own car.

After getting a new carriage, BMW seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and kept snarling his teeth.

"Would you like to buy another horse?" Shen Qingyun asked Uncle Zhou.

I'm not "dead" yet!

BMW snorted.

"Master, I don't think it's necessary. Madam is used to BMWs."

"Indeed." Shen Qingyun brushed off the skin on his neck and sighed, "It's a pity that you can't enter the palace, otherwise Ma Sheng would be considered complete, right?"

BMW was said to be depressed. He shook his head and didn't even want to look at Shen Qingyun.

Shen Qingyun's expression darkened: "I heard people say that domestic animals that are humane will ignore their owners before they die..."

BMW put its head back again to extend its life.

"Uncle Zhou, remember to bring some food and some extra clothes. After my mother enters the palace, you have to wait outside the palace. There is a special waiting place..."

Uncle Zhou smiled and nodded: "Master Lao is concerned, so I don't even need to worry about it."

After talking about the precautions, Shen Qingyun used the oil lamp in Uncle Zhou's hand to check the buckles of the horse and carriage to avoid accidents on the way.

After getting the travel tools, Shen Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that the sun was still early, he got into the kitchen again and started to help Baiyi.

"Sister Baiyi, you have to boil some eggs and bring them to Uncle Zhou."

Baiyi was frying fried dough sticks, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but smile secretly.

Uncle Zhou was also stunned. From the corner of his eye, he saw the BMW's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling...

A slap across the face.

Small yard.

Huniu's dog-legged eyes moved from Xiao Jiuwan to Xiao Heiji.

"What do you want me to do?" Little Black Chicken said calmly, "It is a great honor for us, the Dapeng Eagle clan, to be able to enter the mouth of our seniors."

"I don't think so," Dog Leg gloated, "You are in trouble!"

Huniu said calmly: "Smart chicken, now he has returned to his nest to take care of his wife and children."

"I'll go as soon as I finish crowing." The little black chicken put its wings on its back, with a look of sacrificing its own life. "Nothing is more important than my wife leaving the house on time."

After the family of three finished breakfast, it was almost time to leave the house.

Hearing the crow of the little black chicken, Shen Qingyun dug his ears and felt a little emotional.

"Are you afraid that half of Chongming Square can hear this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the chickens in Chongmingfang began to crow.

Then there were faint curses again, as if everyone discovered that the rooster crows much earlier this morning.

"Let's go too."

Shen Weilong finally saw the dawn, but he also knew that this was the darkest moment.

His face, which had not even smiled when he got married, actually had a bit of a flattering smile.

"Qingyun..."

Yun Qianqian was a little panicked at this moment and held her son's hand.

Shen Qingyun smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, dad and I will see mom off."

Mrs. Sipin Gaoming's carriage was a little crowded for three people.

Of course, the father and son have to give way to the protagonist.

The son must give way to his father.

So Shen Qingyun swung his whip in high spirits and struck the air. Hearing a snap, the BMW shuddered and stepped forward.

Uncle Zhou, who was sitting aside with nothing to do, could only look up at the sky and pray to the master in the carriage.

When the sky gets a little brighter.

The Shen family's carriage arrived outside the palace.

There are many cars outside the palace, waiting to go to court.

Shen Qingyun glanced far away and pulled the reins to turn.

This is the door through which all officials of the imperial court come to court.

If a woman enters the palace to express her gratitude, she has to go to Tianwu Gate.

Outside Tianwu Gate, there were far fewer cars.

The regulations of these carriages are slightly lower than those of fourth-level masters.

"Probably it was an order to arrange for them to be together while my mother was thanking her."

Just as the carriage stopped, three people in official uniforms came from the Tianwu Sect.

The other servants around the car quickly informed the master inside the car.

The masters who entered the palace to express their gratitude quickly got out of the car and waited with bowed heads.

The three of them turned a blind eye and walked straight to the Shen family's carriage.

"Master Shen is here."

Shen Qingyun looked back and saw that it was Xue Yan and the two female officials. He was shocked.

"Xue Shangyi? Why are the three adults out?"

Xue Yan's face was expressionless, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Shuo Ren, can everything be arranged?"

Hearing the word "Shuo Ren", all the ladies around could not help but exclaim, and at the same time they were relieved.

Shen Qingyun suddenly realized and said gratefully: "Xue Shangyi is determined. Please ask Xueshang Yi to check it."

"There's still some time, okay."

Xue Yan nodded.

After Shen Weilong got off the car, she entered the carriage. After a while, she heard a few whispers and then got off.

"Shen...Xiao Master Shen, Master Shuo is ready. When the time comes, you can enter the palace."

"Xue Shangyi, go slowly." After seeing off Xue Yan, Shen Qingyun got into the carriage again and took out the wooden box in the corner.

"Mom, when you enter the palace, remember to give this to Xue Shangyi."

What is contained in the wooden box is the Xue Shan given to the Queen.

Yun Qianqian nodded absently.

Shen Qingyun thought his mother was nervous again, and was about to say a few words of relief when he lowered his eyes and saw his mother clenching her fists for a while and then unclenching her fists for a while.

"Mom," he said in amusement, "Are you planning to hit someone?"

"Ah... can I?"

"Hahaha, Mom can still joke, she doesn't seem nervous at all, my son is relieved!"

Outside the carriage.

Shen Weilong and Uncle Zhou looked at each other and stared at the imperial city in silence.

"Quite good looking."

"My lord said so."

"It should be pretty strong too?"

"What the master said... is absolutely true."

……

Soon.

The morning bells of Heavenly Punishment City rang loudly.

The Tianwu Gate opened wide with a heavy roar.

Xue Shangyi and three others came forward and shouted: "Please follow me into the palace, please follow me!"

After just a hundred steps, Yun Qianqian walked out of the wind and rustling charm. Shen Qingyun was worried and amused at the same time.

Turning around to look at dad...

"Wake up, Mr. Shen, everyone has gone in."

Shen Weilong came back to his senses and sighed at the longevity of more than 1000 years.

"Dad, don't worry about Mom, nothing will happen." Shen Qingyun advised silently.

Am I worried that something will happen to her?

Shen Weilong glanced at his son: "Still too young."

"That's not true," Shen Qingyun said with a smile, "after seeing off mother, father will be sent off, father, are you willing to fulfill the young man's filial piety?"

Shen Weilong laughed, nodded towards Lao Zhou, and left with his son.

"Uncle Zhou, remember to eat eggs..."

Uncle Zhou's smile froze.

After sending his father into the Ministry of War Yamen, it was still early, and Shen Qingyun went to the shop again to prepare for a tip.

Unexpectedly, before entering the door, a familiar humanoid silhouette came into view.

"Qing Shi?"

Shen Qingyun was a little confused.

Yesterday at the dinner party, he didn't see any sign of approval for the shop's products on Sima Qingshan's face.

"It's only been one night, and you're here by yourself...Eh? That's not right!"

Shen Qingyun's heart skipped a beat, and his expression changed as he looked at the noodle bowl in front of Sima Qingshan.

He subconsciously wanted to enter the store to stop...

There was another pause at the foot, then he turned around and left without hesitation.

"There's only soup left, and I'm still trying to stop you...that's not right!"

He paused again, horror growing in his eyes.

"There's only soup left... He, what's he doing with the bowl? Maybe he's not going to drink it?"

After entering the fairy market, Shen Qingyun's heart was still beating uneasily.

"On the first day I went to the Yamen, I beat up the Shangguan and almost beat up the foreign guests as well..."

"I went to the office on the second day and had spicy sweet water noodles. My Qingshan brother is indeed a very human being!"

When he reached the shop, he sighed secretly and called the guard with a dark eye.

"I have a day off, but first I have to go to Shengtian Banzitang to buy some medicine and send it to the Law Department..."

"Lord Shen, I'm so kind to you. I'll repay you in the future!"

The imperial guard burst into tears and left.

Shen Qingyun touched his nose and looked back. The guards looked resentful, as if they were widowed.

"Brothers will come back too..."

Before he finished speaking, the guards all ran out of the shop, and shouts of gratitude could be heard from afar.

Shen Qingyun frowned: "As for it?"

"Master Shen," Wang Mian, a dignified second-level monk, said with dark circles under his eyes, "I'm afraid you can't imagine how much business the shop has..."

Just as he was talking, a middle-aged wealthy businessman walked into the shop and said hurriedly: "I came late yesterday. Today I will send it to Yunzhou by express. My letter must be delivered before noon."

Wang Mian stepped forward helplessly and explained: "Sir, Yunzhou is thousands of miles away, so it takes at least one day."

"I understand, I understand," the wealthy businessman said anxiously, "but the matter is very important, please..."

"This is not something that can be done with a lot of trouble. Why don't you ask someone to do it..."

"Hey, how can this be so," Shen Qingyun stepped forward and smiled, "so that I can teach customers that Shunfeng Express does not arrive in Yunzhou in one day..."

"Then what should we do?" The wealthy businessman stamped his feet anxiously.

Shen Qingyun said seriously: "But customers can choose to purchase an acceleration package."

The shops were quiet.

Even if they don’t understand what an acceleration package is, the cultivators understand the word acceleration.

The three monks in charge of SF Express all started vomiting blood.

But the wealthy businessman was overjoyed: "How much money will the acceleration package cost?"

Shen Qingyun raised his index finger.

"For 1000 taels, I'll buy...two bags! Here are the banknotes!"

After the expedited contract was written, the wealthy family left with satisfaction.

The three messenger monks knelt down to Shen Qingyun.

"Master Shen, it's less than two hours before noon. I really can't do it..."

Shen Qingyun smiled and picked up the banknote.

"You are not responsible for the acceleration package. By the way, why are you so tired?"

Royal Palace.

Outside the Heavenly Punishment Hall.

The Qiuyun Sect cultivators have been waiting for two hours.

In order to show respect for Qin Wu, the Taoist uniforms worn by the Qiuyun Sect cultivators are no longer plain black.

More than twenty female nuns stood together like a rainbow.

"The monks of Qiuyun Sect of Xuanxian Sect enter the palace!"

A distant sound came, and the third female cultivator's heart beat faster.

She subconsciously took a step forward, and thought of the etiquette taught by the Ministry of Etiquette yesterday, she couldn't help but hesitate.

She took a step forward and then hesitated, causing her figure to sway slightly.

Feeling the gaze of the team behind her falling on her back, she felt her heart tighten and quickly stabilized herself.

The eunuch's announcement came closer each time.

It wasn't until a eunuch came up to him with a smile on his face and repeated it for the last time that the three female nuns followed the etiquette and walked up to the temple.

As he walked to the front of the palace, someone with a sword handed him over, but he was not searched.

After the eunuch in front of the hall nodded slightly, all the cultivators entered the hall.

"Brothers from the Qiuyun Sect of the Immortal Sect, come to see Your Majesty!"

The eunuch in front of the hall shouted loudly, and all the cultivators bowed in unison.

"Qiu Luoshui, a monk from the Qiuyun Sect, is of the same sect as everyone else. Following the orders of our ancestors, we are here to pay homage to His Majesty Emperor Qin Wu. Your Majesty Jin An."

Qin Moju nodded slightly: "You have come from afar, so I don't have to pay you any courtesy."

The three female cultivators secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thanked her again.

During the process, she quickly glanced at Qin Moju, her pretty face blushing slightly under the veil.

"So elegant, unlike the body refiners I saw..."

Comparing Qin Moju with Qin Wu who was a genius on his first day of training, all she could think of was Qin Moju's face.

Just as he was lost in thought, Qin Moju's gentle voice sounded.

"It has been almost two hundred years since I said goodbye to fellow Taoist Qiu. I must have advanced in cultivation and gained a glimpse of the great road?"

The third mocking girl, Xiu Qiu, fell into the water and came to her senses. She bowed and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, ancestor, she..."

"You don't need to say it," Qin Moju looked at one of the cultivators and said with a smile, "Since Fellow Daoist Qiu is here, why not say it yourself?"

Qiu Luoshui's expression changed drastically, and she raised her head in panic: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Not finished.

A masked female cultivator walked out of the team and came to the hall.

Huo Xiu looked up and saw the female cultivator slowly taking off her veil, revealing an old face with chicken skin and white hair...

Only one pair of eyes, not only does not look old, but looks more agile than Qiu Luoshui's.

(End of this chapter)