Chapter 933 Auspicious, See Auspicious Again

  People's desires in life are wine, sex, wealth, power and longevity, and so on.

   But behind the scenes, the vast majority of them only draw one name, because they can only draw one name.

  If Cao Rui is sure to destroy the two kingdoms of Shu and Wu, no matter how the enemy smears him, he will not take it to heart.

  But over the years, Cao Rui has been smug from the beginning when he ascended the throne, and now he is trying his best to protect Guanzhong to prevent Luoyang from being peeped by thieves.

  The process of the change of mentality in it is really not enough for outsiders to understand.

  Da Sima sat and watched Liangzhou be annexed by bandits, and the government and the public said that he was as afraid of Shu as a tiger.

  But I don't know that Cao Rui has long since lost the confidence to swallow Shu?

  That's why he still cares about the slander of the thief.

   But Feng Zei's poems...

well!

  After the death of my uncle, no one in this world can compare with Feng Zei in terms of writing poetry.

  The most important thing is that over the years, Wei and Shu have been at war, and Wei has always been at a disadvantage.

   Neither civil nor military is enough to give Cao Rui the confidence to overwhelm Shu.

  So when he was out of breath, when he heard Lian Zhao's words, although he didn't say it was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, he was full of hope.

  Since the Great Wei is the most upright in the world, the heavens really have a preference for the Great Wei.

   "The minister was worried about His Majesty's illness, so he asked people to search for famous doctors all over the world. A few days ago, the servants reported that there was a woman in Shouchun who fell asleep for three days."

  "After waking up, he said that he was given by the gods, and that he was possessed by a goddess. He should live in the palace and guard the emperor's house, thinking that his majesty will be blessed and ward off evil spirits."

  Cao Rui frowned when he heard this.

   Goddess?

  There are so many capable people and different people in the world, Cao Rui naturally knows it.

  Emperor Wu summoned many alchemists in order to prolong his life. He used to study the art of the room from Zuo Ci, advocating the best in the side, and he used to reach the evening on weekdays.

   It is said that because of this, there are twenty-five sons and seven daughters.

  Emperor Wen, however, practiced this technique forcefully because of lack of talent, and eventually collapsed prematurely due to excessive indulgence.

   As soon as he thought of this, Cao Rui immediately remembered that it was rumored that Feng Zei was also a descendant of the Shanmen.

  A mere disciple of the mountain gate entered the world, and he disturbed the great Wei. If it was replaced by a celestial girl...

  Thinking of this, Cao Rui quickly asked:

   "Has what this woman said been verified?"

  Lian Zhao nodded:

   "I know that this matter is of great importance, so I dare not report it lightly and ask people to inquire about it."

   "Someone has personally seen that this woman can be healed by people drinking water or washing sores with water. Therefore, I think this woman must be extraordinary."

  When Cao Rui heard this, his spirits lifted!

  He knows that Lian Zhao is reliable, otherwise, many courtiers would say that he is a villain, and Cao Rui still trusts him.

  Since he dared to make such a promise, it must have been confirmed.

   However, it is related to the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace, so it is natural to be cautious.

  But seeing Cao Rui pondering for a while, he said:

   "If she really can ward off evil spirits and bring blessings, then she will have a solution for the Luoyang plague..."

  Lian Zhao understood, and quickly said:

   "Your Majesty's words are very true. I suggest sending someone to take her to Luoyang first. If she really has a way to eliminate the epidemic, she must be a goddess."

   "If not, you are deceiving the world. At that time, your Majesty only needs to issue a decree to bring him to justice in the city, so as to reassure the people."

  Cao Rui nodded with satisfaction:

   "I will leave this matter to you."

   "No!"

   Not afraid of rampant thieves, but afraid that there is no way to deal with it.

   Now that he has a way to deal with it, Cao Rui can finally relax a little.

  He looked at Lian Zhao and said with a smile:

   "I know that you are acting cautiously, but this is something that is waiting for the blessings of the heavens, and it will be the first thing to say in the future."

  Recalling that he had just kicked Lian Zhao in a fit of rage, he couldn't help asking with concern:

   "Just now I was too angry, I didn't know the weight of my feet, I love Qing's body, but I'm fine?"

  Lian Zhao quickly replied:

   "Your Majesty's kick is to remind the minister to distinguish the priorities in the future. The minister can only be grateful, why is it wrong?"

  At the same time, I was secretly plotting.

  He knew that the emperor was impatient. If he reported the matter of the heavenly lady first, and then reported the matter of the Luoyang thief, His Majesty would not only be angry for a long time, but would even blame himself.

  However, if His Majesty is angered first, and then reported to the Heavenly Lady, it will not only calm His Majesty's anger, but even unexpectedly get His Majesty's concern.

   At that time, His Majesty will feel guilty, and he is afraid that he will not be able to be simple in the emperor's heart?

  So Lian Zhao was able to squeeze out Liu Ye and gain Cao Rui's close respect, which is naturally superior.

  After he withdrew, he happened to bump into Yang Fu who was waiting outside to be summoned by His Majesty, and quickly saluted:

   "Meet Yang Shaofu."

  Yang Fu let out a "hum", and didn't even look him in the eye, let alone talk to him.

  Lian Zhao seemed to have expected Yang Fu's reaction, and he was not angry, and left with a respectful expression on his face.

  Yang Fu looked at Lian Zhao's back, his eyes became more and more indifferent.

  In the past few years, it has become more and more difficult for the ministers of the DPRK and China to see His Majesty on business.

  Because His Majesty not only asked the guards to set up numerous checkpoints, but also asked the close ministers to report everything.

   Just like the battle of Xiaoguan three years ago, when His Majesty was inspecting Xuchang.

  When the results of the great war were transmitted, His Majesty not only used illness as an excuse, but did not meet the ministers in time.

   Even sent Lian Zhao and other close officials to guard the door to prevent the officials who heard the news from entering.

  Finally, he forced himself to raise his sword to attack Lian Zhao, and His Majesty then received him and others to arrange everything after the war.

  If things go on like this, the closer the close ministers are, the more distant the foreign ministers will be.

  This is not the way to govern the country!

   Lian Zhao naturally didn't know Yang Fu's eyes behind him looking at him, let alone what Yang Fu was thinking at this moment.

  But when he heard the voice of "Chenfu has something to do, please see Your Majesty", a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   Sure enough, after a while, Yang Fu's loud voice sounded again, with a little anger at the same time:

   "Your Majesty is the son of heaven. He doesn't dress according to the etiquette, but prefers women's ornaments. At that time, everyone in the world will respect women's ornaments. The Great Wei will perish, is it possible?"

   (Note: Women's ornaments refer to the decorations used by women to dress up, not women's clothing. For example, the crown of the emperor uses real white jade beads on the front and back, and Cao Rui changed it to coral beads for women.)

   Then came the voice of Cao Rui apologizing.

   Lian Zhao smiled and left quietly.

  Although His Majesty has his own opinions on weekdays, he may not necessarily listen to the opinions of the ministers, but he will not be angry or even increase the punishment for the ministers who put forward opinions.

  But everyone in the world is willing to listen to what is pleasant to the ear, but not to listen to what is unpleasant to the ear.

   Like Yang Fu, if you talk too much, His Majesty will only become more and more alienated in the future.

  Thinking of this, Lian Zhao smiled even more heartily.

  Luoyang.

  The epidemic that has been prevalent since April has made the most prosperous city in the world deserted.

  Those who have connections escaped from the city with their families. Those who have no connections can only close their homes and pray that the epidemic will pass quickly.

   If you are really unfortunate enough to be infected, you can only resign yourself to fate, either wait for death or survive.

  The rumors spreading everywhere have greatly exacerbated the panic of the people about the epidemic.

  Because this epidemic came so strangely.

  Plagues in previous years were basically prevalent during the cold winter and early spring.

   And this epidemic began in April, which has already entered the summer.

  So in this era when the theory of ghosts and gods is prevalent, as long as someone provokes a little, it is easy to make people suspicious:

  Could it be true that God blesses Wei?

  In Luoyang in June, the sun was shining on the streets that were much cooler than usual.

  But the bleak and gloomy clouds over the city seem to linger like a deadly ghost.

  A man wearing a hat and gauze on his face hurried to the door of a restaurant and knocked on the door:

   "Shopkeeper, please open the door."

   A voice soon came from the restaurant:

   "Customer, there is no food in the store!"

   "Shopkeeper, help, there is a ghost outside, please let me go in and avoid it."

   "Where did the ghost come from? What the hell?"

   "Female ghost."

   "How many witches?"

   "Eight thousand female ghosts!"

  The closed door of the restaurant finally opened a gap, and when it was clear that there was indeed only one person outside, someone poked his head out and looked around.

   Then he opened the door further: "Then invite the guests to come in and avoid it."

  The man entered the restaurant, and quickly took off his outer set of clothes, including the bamboo hat.

   Then someone quickly brought a brazier, threw all these things into it and burned them clean.

   "Guest, this way please, the water is already boiled."

  When the man went down to clean it, another guy brought water and sprinkled it on the floor, and started mopping the floor. At the same time, there was a pungent smell in the shop.

  After the man had his hair loosened and cleaned, and changed into a whole new set of clothes, someone brought him to the back hall of the restaurant.

   There was a handsome gentleman sitting there waiting:

   "Sir, please sit down, where are the eight thousand female ghosts?"

   "The world is already in chaos!"

   While answering, the man took out something from his arms and put it on the table.

  The handsome man also took out something from his arms and put it on the table.

  The two things fit together perfectly, exactly.

  The two of them tacitly put away their things.

  The handsome man bowed his hands and saluted:

   "I'm in a den of thieves, so I have to be careful. Dare I ask you your name?"

   "A certain man's surname is Han, his name is Long, and his character is Qianyong. If you dare to ask, is Mr. Mi Lang face to face?"

   "A certain is Mi Zhao."

   "Meet Mr. Mi Lang."

  Hearing Han Long's name, Mi Zhao's expression was in a daze, and Jier sighed:

   "I use the name Shishilang here, so people often call me Shishilang. This title of Mi Langjun has been heard less in recent years..."

  (end of this chapter)