Chapter 196 Your Majesty, Chang Ming has someone outside

  Holding the black pearl in his hand, She Yan raised the corners of his mouth, and the joy between his brows could not be suppressed.

   This dead man finally got his senses and knows how to give gifts!

  Happiness comes and goes quickly.

  She Yan suddenly realized that in her training courses, Lu Bei hadn't learned the advanced skill of giving gifts yet, and he was still a **** who could kill anger with just opening his mouth.

  Then the question arises, who taught him?

  Thinking that Lu Bei had been missing for half a month and learned to curry favor with her when he came back, She Yan was uneasy, lest Lu Bei had already tasted the sweetness with Bai Jinhua during his trip to Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Her complexion remained unchanged, and while watching the pearls, she casually said: "Very beautiful pearls, you have a conscience, it is worthwhile for me to guard the mountain gate for you these days... By the way, where did you get the pearls, the princess cousin stole them of?"

   "Sister She, in broad daylight, don't wrong a good person."

Lu Bei curled his lips, squeezed the palm of his shoulder twice to express his dissatisfaction, and said without hesitation: "This black pearl is a treasure passed down from nine generations of our Lu family. My grandmother passed it on to my mother, and my mother...she left early. , it was temporarily passed to my hands, not to mention how precious it is, but it is also the only one in the world."

  She Yan: (_)

  It comes from the emotional side of a woman, and it made her feel elated when she heard this passage. The senior sister of Lingxiao Sword Sect and the number one beauty in Jiuzhu Mountain, all get out. She got the old lady's approval and made an official announcement.

  But the rational side of the practitioner reminded her that Lu Bei was talking nonsense and made fun of her every day. At this time, if he showed a little joy, he would inevitably be ruthlessly ridiculed.

  Besides, Hu Yan, who was holding an apple, was in a daze, his big watery eyes stared at Heizhu without blinking, his nose was sour, and the circles of his eyes turned red instantly.

  To prevent tears from streaming down her face, she stubbornly opened her eyes wide and put down the fruit plate, then turned and left silently.

Snapped!

  Shoulders were held down, Hu Ying turned around, and saw a smiling Lu Bei, his expression instantly aggrieved.

  She also wants pearls and things.

   "Little Li, what are you doing so fast, you also have a share in Pearl."

   As he said, under She Yan's gaze, Lu Bei took out another black pearl of similar size, and handed it to Hu Yan's arms.

  The cloudy and rainy weather turned sunny, and Hu Yan was full of joy, holding the pearl, and plunged into Lu Bei's arms, taking the opportunity to wipe away the tears that were about to overflow.

   "The head is really annoying, he knows how to bully people."

   "I hate giving gifts, it's too difficult to be the head..."

  Lu Bei let out a sigh, and rubbed the little head of Hu Yan: "Go, call the other ones over, everyone has a share of pearls, and my bowl of water is fair, and I can't miss any of them."

  She Yan chuckled and shook her head, and put away her own pearls. Anyway, she liked this gift very much.

   From the wrist, a thin golden-scale snake drilled out, entrenched on top of Lu Bei's head, hissing and spitting out letters. Since there is no one left, she also has a share.

   "Don't rush, don't rush, line up to hug trees, everyone has it."

  She Yan: "..."

  Although it is fair for everyone, do you have too many pearls in your hand?

  ———

  The capital, the imperial city.

  Under the sky, majestic buildings stand tall, and the phoenix flag flutters in the wind, showing the grandeur of the country.

  In the corner of the imperial garden, there are thousand-year-old sacred trees, auspicious spirit beasts, gurgling spiritual springs, waterways running through the imperial city, and dispersing with the waves, shining scales can be seen faintly in the spiritual mist.

  Pave along the stone road, lush and green, you can vaguely see that the two-story building is facing Qingchi.

  A blue luan bird stopped in front of the window on the second floor, combed its bright long feathers, followed a dust whisk, and flew towards the shade of the forest with fluttering wings. In the blink of an eye, the icy blue figure faded into the spiritual mist.

  On the desk in front of the window, a middle-aged man painted with ink, with bright eyes, dignified facial features, and an extraordinary appearance. A dark gold golden phoenix-patterned gold ribbon is tied around the waist. Although the clothes are simple, they have an indescribable aura.

  Emperor Wu Zhou, Zhu Qiyou.

  Beside him, an old **** with a white face and slender eyebrows stood bowed.

  The age of the old **** is unknown, with two white eyebrows drooping to the ears, wrinkles drooping and slack at the corners of the eyes, a pair of eyes half-closed and half-open, holding a whisk in his hand and motionless, giving people a feeling that the banquet is ready at any time.

  There is nothing wrong with him, let him go to the Immortal Realm, this person is senile, as if his time is approaching.

  Outside the small two-story building, the sound of gently approaching footsteps, the old **** stopped to doze off, and whispered something in Zhu Qiyou's ear.

   "No, let him go."

  Zhu Qiyou kept writing, and said bluntly: "There is no need to be euphemistic, just say what I mean. I won't see you today, and I won't see you tomorrow. Let him not come in the future. He looks upset."

The old **** nodded, and after a while, slowly opened his eyes, a pair of cloudy eyes flashed brightly: "Your Majesty, the eighth emperor uncle has something important to report, and this matter involves Princess Changming, and he said that the matter is of great importance. gone."

   "Chang Ming..."

  Zhu Qiyou put down the brush when he heard the words, sighed, and asked the old **** to let the person in.

   To say that Zhu Yi is definitely the best in the royal family, a rare person who has no ambitions, power, status, honor... He doesn't care about them all.

   In the past, when Zhu Qiyou was not on the tripod, he had a good impression of this uncle. Every time he was mentioned, it meant that there was something fun to watch.

  It didn’t work later, after he became the emperor, looking at this man again, it was annoying no matter how you looked at it.

  In addition to feeling that Zhu Yi has damaged the dignity of the royal family, there is another point...

  Everyone is exhausted, so why are you chic during the day and even more chic at night? It doesn’t matter what?

   Fortunately, Zhu Yi has not contributed completely to the royal family. Ever since he went to become the son-in-law of the grand elder of Huangjizong, the majesty of the royal family has increased day by day.

   "My lord, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

  Zhu Yi pushed the door in with a serious face, bowed and bowed, and didn't wait for a long time for a response. Seeing Zhu Qiyou splashing ink, ignoring the old eunuch's eyes like needles, he moved to the desk.

   "Your Majesty is a good painter, look at this chicken, born to look down upon you forever, with unparalleled domineering, it is really the tyrant of chickens, referred to as chicken..."

   "Ahem!"

  The old **** coughed again and again, suppressed his throat and said: "Uncle Eight Emperors are dazzled, your Majesty painted a phoenix, standing proudly between the heaven and the earth, standing upright without bending, he is really the Phoenix Emperor."

   "Ah this..."

  You call this thing a phoenix, but I call it a chicken, and the chicken doesn't like it.

Zhu Yi stared round his eyes, raised his hand and slapped his face, nodded and said yes: "Yes, yes, yes, it's a phoenix, it's a phoenix, a phoenix flying southeast, look at me, I can't tell the difference between a chicken and a phoenix. "

  Zhu Qiyou threw down the brush with a dark face, and his good mood was disturbed by Zhu Yi. He took the tea handed by the old eunuch, and said in a bad mood: "If you have farts, let go, if you don't have farts, get out."

   "Your Majesty, I will let you go now."

   "..." x2

  That is to say, Zhu Qiyou had a good temper among the emperors of Wu and Zhou in the past dynasties. Otherwise, based on Zhu Yi's words alone, he would have been copied and beheaded by everyone.

   "Your Majesty, what I reported today is related to the Eldest Princess Changming."

  Zhu Yi reported carefully, seeing that Zhu Qiyou lacked interest, he decided to be ruthless, and said directly: "I hope His Majesty knows that Chang Ming has someone outside, and he has a little boy, and he has been practicing double cultivation for a long time."

   "Poof——"

  Zhu Qiyou was drinking tea, when he heard the words, he spit out, coughing again and again covering his face with his sleeve robe.

  The old **** was so frightened that he hurriedly put his palms on his back to comfort him, and stared at Zhu Yi with hazy eyes, warning him not to talk nonsense.

   "Hugh is talking nonsense, sister Huang..."

  Zhu Qiyou, who was overwhelmed, swept his sleeves, and stared at Zhu Yi: "The eldest princess is pure and clean, how can I allow you to slander me, don't let me see you again in the future."

  My family knows about my family, who is Zhu Qilan, as a younger brother, can he not know?

   I have raised a little boy, and I have double cultivated...

   Impossible, absolutely impossible!

   "Your Majesty, what I saw with my own eyes, how can it be false."

   As he spoke, Zhu Yi glanced at the old eunuch, and with his permission, he took out a jade slip from his cuff: "Look, Your Majesty, I have real evidence."

"hehe."

  Zhu Qiyou sneered to himself, out of trust in his sister, he asked the old **** to present the jade slip, and he wanted to see it himself, and expose Zhu Yi's lies.

  After a stick of incense, Zhu Qiyou stood there dumbfounded, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and fell into suspicion of Huang Sheng.

  The old **** next to him was not much better. He was watching with round eyes, and he looked younger by more than ten years.

   "This, this, this..."

"Your Majesty, what I said is true. The Jade Slips were recorded in the secret place of Sishen Lake. Even the elders of Huangjizong knew about it. I went straight to the capital from Ningzhou with a star and a moon in it, just to let Your Majesty know as soon as possible." Zhu Yi said with a loyal and patriotic face. road.

   Rubbed his fingers by the way.

   "But this..."

  Zhu Qiyou still had some disbelief, raised his finger and tapped the jade slip, and said dryly: "The person above is clearly a woman!"

   "Your Majesty, this woman is from the palace. She has served the eldest princess personally for many years. Her real name is Ruan Baiyu. Later, Princess Changming gave her a surname. Now she is Zhu Baiyu."

  After the old **** finished speaking, he looked at Zhu Yi: "According to Uncle Eight Emperors, this Yu is not that Yu, and another person is disguised."

   "That's right, Mr. Rang is getting more and more evil as he gets older, and his eyes are still so vicious."

  Zhu Yi expressed his admiration, and facing Zhu Qiyou's cold gaze, he hurriedly said: "The eldest princess hides this person very deeply. In order to inquire about the news, I risked being beheaded by the demon monk in the Void Refining Realm, reluctantly..."

   "There is a reward."

   "His surname is Lu, he is a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, and he has the ceremony of double cultivation with the eldest princess. I have seen it with my own eyes, how can it be fake!" Zhu Yi insisted.

   "..."

  Zhu Qiyou's face was cloudy when he heard the words. He looked at the loyal Zhu Yi, and then thought about his own sister, still a little unbelieving.

   But Yujian will not lie. The mysterious person in the picture has a close relationship with Zhu Qilan. If it is said that the snow is white and clean, he personally does not believe it.

  For a while, Zhu Qiyou's chest rose with an unknown fire.

He waved Zhu Yi to go out to receive the reward, gritted his teeth and said to the old eunuch: "Order Yutao, within a stick of incense, to investigate this man surnamed Lu to the bottom, and report everything in detail. I want to see, is it true?" Which warrior will die badly, dare to be ignorant of my sister!"

   "The old slave leads the order."

  The old **** bowed and closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a while: "Master Yu has already gone to investigate, and it is expected that with Xuan Yinsi's superb skills, the truth will be revealed soon."

   "It's unreasonable, Miss Huang, she...she..."

  Zhu Qiyou picked up the brush and inserted it hard into the white jade inkstone: "The emperor is confused, how can she win people's trust so easily, she must have been deceived!"

   Seeing everyone’s comments, it’s uncomfortable to develop the two chapters separately. I can’t refute it with reason and evidence, but slow work produces meticulous work, and the quality is guaranteed if you write slowly. After much deliberation, since you are relatively big, I will work hard and adjust my work and rest, and try to finish it within three days, and post two chapters together at 12:00 noon.

  

  (end of this chapter)