Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Putting aside the matter of ginseng, Feng You mentioned the 'fake national master' in the palace.

"Now that Wushang is gone, what will happen to the puppet master in the palace?"

Qin Liuxi said: "That is the national master."

Feng Tong frowned and immediately understood what she meant, saying, "Do you want him to replace you?"

"Why not?"

"No, there is a lot of resentment towards the Imperial Preceptor among the people now. If a puppet takes over, the infamy will come back to you." Feng Tong disagreed and said: "Besides, if the Imperial Preceptor is here, he must be controlled, and He is directly connected with the saint. Do you think you are replacing the Supreme Being and intervening in mortal affairs as a Taoist? What if this is another backlash..."

Qin Liuxi shook his head: "Then don't get a bad name, but a good name. Before I kidnapped Wushang, I asked him to suspend the construction of the Immortal Palace and encourage the saints to work together to relieve the disaster. Isn't this a good thing?"

Feng Tong was silent.

"Now the saint is obsessed with the art of refining elixirs for immortality. If the imperial master disappears now, he will only find another imperial master." Qin Liuxi said calmly: "The former supreme master, after all, learned from Zhang Tianshi and made real elixirs. , although he will not live forever, he will not die after eating it. If it were another national master, who knows what he would make? A truly evil alchemist, in order to make alchemy, he would do all kinds of evil, and he would even take a newborn baby. It’s my heart’s content.”

Everyone's expressions changed slightly after hearing this.

Little Ginseng said: "A newborn child, what kind of elixir should I use my heart and soul to refine? It's too cruel!"

"Blood is used as medicine, and there are all kinds of elixirs, including the blood of newborns, the blood of virgins, some beauty elixirs, and some people use the blood of virgin beauties, and even corpse oil into elixirs..."

The faces of Xiao Ginseng and Teng Zhao turned pale, their stomachs tumbled, and corpse oil entered their elixirs. How could they eat this?

"Who dares to eat corpse oil?" Little Ginseng asked with a white face, it was too disgusting.

Qin Liuxi grinned and said, "If I don't tell you, who knows what medicinal materials are in it? You won't even know if you eat it."

Stop laughing, this smile can be called the devil's smile, it's extremely scary.

vomit.

Little Ginseng made a nauseating motion of vomiting.

Teng Zhao pinched the tiger's mouth and said, "Is this kind of elixir really effective?"

"It depends on how to match it, but it is useful, but the backlash will be huge." Qin Liuxi's eyes were filled with coldness, and he said: "Anyone who uses such things to make elixirs and medicines will inevitably take human lives. Who wouldn't complain about this? This resentment will follow the elixir."

Those who do unrighteousness will surely die. This is not something I say lightly.

"Okay, okay, what are you trying to do by scaring them? It's too far-fetched!" Feng Tong ended the topic.

Qin Liuxi coughed slightly and said: "So instead of letting the saint find some kind of national master outside to come back and work hard, it is better to leave the puppet there. At least he wants elixirs and gives them to health. Our puppet at least You won't ask for the construction of a palace of longevity to harm the people, right?"

"Let me remind you that the Palace of Eternal Life is a spiritual palace built by the saint for himself." Feng Tong looked at her and said: "It's not that the national master said he wouldn't practice it, he would definitely not practice it. If he wants to live forever, of course he has to build it. Isn't it a fairy palace in the sky that only an immortal like him can live there and cultivate immortality?"

Qin Liuxi: "Then let's give him some cover. Something will happen to the construction. Let's see if he dares or not."

"Then it's the same as harming him. The one who is going to be struck by lightning is still the Human Emperor. He must be so afraid of this thunder that his arms are thick!" Feng You said with gloating.

Qin Liuxi was very angry: "How dare it! It protected this guy like this, why didn't it kill Si Luo first? Si Luo crawled back from Jiuyou and did whatever he wanted, but he turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye. What the hell? Is Si Luo his son of a bitch? If I stumble a bit, he will chop me, and then everyone will stop playing!"

Tiandao: No matter how he changes, his bad temper remains the same!

Qin Liuxi saw that Feng Tong was still beeping, and shouted: "Shut up! This puppet is in the palace first, otherwise the saint will be angry if the imperial master does not see it. Now that the snow disaster has not been solved, it is our fault to cause turmoil again."

After all, it was them who did it when the real Imperial Master even disappeared!

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Feng Tong spread his hands and asked her to say whatever she wanted.

…

It was a coincidence that Qin Liuxi asked the puppet to tell the saint to suspend the construction of the palace and provide all-out disaster relief.

Emperor Kangwu had great trust in the Imperial Preceptor. After first hearing that he asked the gods, he realized that Xuexia kept causing disasters. It was because the construction of the palace was untimely and caused divine punishment. He had to stop and provide disaster relief, otherwise there would be even greater disasters. .

Emperor Kangwu wanted to live forever, but he also didn't want to get a bad reputation. If disasters really happened one after another and he was forced to write a book of guilt, how shameless would he be?

Because it was what the Imperial Preceptor said, he immediately summoned a key group of courtiers to hold a small court meeting and suspended the construction of the palace to provide disaster relief.

As a result, my dear, with this command, the snow that lasted for half a month stopped.

The Imperial Master pretended to be pleased and sincerely came to praise him again, saying that the saint's love for the people reached up to heaven and moved heaven, and the snow stopped. He praised Emperor Kangwu so much that his face was filled with joy, and warned him again. The Ministry of Household Affairs must discuss a disaster relief agenda as soon as possible.

After leaving the palace, several important officials looked at each other with confused expressions when they heard the saint's laughter.

"It is said that the magician's mouth can tell the truth, and it is indeed true. Look at how coaxed the saint is, he must give him what he wants."

"No matter what, he finally did something appropriate."

Mr. Yu glanced at the man, put his hands in his sleeves, walked to Prime Minister Lin, and walked out of the palace with him, saying at the same time: "Master Prime Minister, do you think this Imperial Master is a little weird?"

When he looked at the Imperial Master just now, he was still the same person, but what he did and said made people feel as if he had changed his skin. He didn't look at him like before and wanted to tear him apart. How strange!

It was snowing for half a month, and news kept coming that there was a disaster somewhere, people's houses were crushed, and how many people were killed or injured. Naturally, the government and the government were clamoring for people to be sent to provide disaster relief. But there are also people who say that there is insufficient money in the household department, that the Immortal Palace has not been completed, and that money is being used everywhere at the end of the year. There are all kinds of nonsense, and the saint has not passed down the decree to provide disaster relief with all his strength.

In his heart, nothing is more important than the Palace of Eternal Life!

Seeing that the snow keeps falling, more and more victims are coming to the capital, and there is more and more bad news. They are all preparing to put all-out disaster relief on the agenda at the Great Court Meeting. If the saint refuses, someone will have to give blood to remonstrate. of.

As a result, before they could say anything, the saint ordered imperial envoys to be sent to various places to provide disaster relief because of the words of the national master.

The words of these ministers are not as effective as a Taoist's words, which makes people feel angry and aggrieved, but no matter what, it is good that the saint is willing to provide disaster relief. After all, the Chinese New Year is less than a month away, and the victims cannot be allowed to continue. You can't even eat it if it's so hot in your mouth, right?

And the most amazing thing is that after this decree, the snow stopped not long after.

Is it really a punishment from heaven?

"It doesn't matter whether it's weird or not. Just do the human affairs." Prime Minister Lin put his hands in his sleeves and sighed: "It's hard to help with this disaster. Just walk two steps quickly, otherwise you won't be able to walk for a while."

Before Mr. Yu could say anything, Mr. Qian, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and his new left minister Cui Shixue, caught up with him. He cried out as soon as he opened his mouth: "Master, Mr. Yu, how can we provide relief for this disaster? We, the Ministry of Revenue, have no money in our pockets. , you can’t ignore it!”

Mr. Yu: "..."

It seems that my old legs are just not flexible. I heard that the trail has grown back. Should I ask her for a couple of plasters to apply them so that I can walk faster no matter what? (End of chapter)