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

Mingyu didn't expect that Qin Liuxi would come here this time to team up with the sissy-looking flower boy to catch evil spirits. His big eyes were so wide that they were about to bulge out.

"Why do you want me to match him? It's not tiring to work with men and women, he must be a real woman!" This girl is so girly, maybe she's not Lord Rabbit?

"Aren't you a Yin soldier? Isn't it normal to help Wu Chang catch the escaped ghosts?" Qin Liuxi said: "Also, you are a registered Yin soldier. If you don't work, what's the point of just wandering around in the palace of the Ming Dynasty? It's enough to be lazy. Come on!"

Mingyu said: "Wherever I go, I am free, right? Why do I still need you, the Heavenly Master in the world, to control me?"

"It's not a good thing to stay in this world, especially if you are still a registered underworld soldier. You don't do anything, but you take advantage of it. You are taking advantage of your free wages!" Qin Liuxi looked at him: "I don't want to care about you, I just tell you Just tell me, I have someone in the ghost world!"

So be careful I put small shoes on you.

Mingyu: "!"

I'm in a big trough!

You have people and you are awesome, I can’t afford to offend you!

"Where is that evil spirit? Find it quickly." Ming Yu dragged Wei Xie away with a dark face, and the voice of anger and disgust came down the wind: "I'm warning you, don't pull any strings. What I like is What a woman!”

Seeing that the two ghosts were gone, Qin Liuxi walked around talking to Prince Ming.

Prince Ming held a cup of tea and said, "The temple master's visit this time is not just to invite my ancestors to work, right?"

Qin Liuxi asked straight to the point: "What do you think of the current prince?"

A glimmer of light flashed in King Ming's eyes: "Your Highness the Crown Prince? Why does the viewer have such a question?"

"Well, do you think he is a man who can do great things and be a wise king?"

King Ming's eyes flickered and he asked in a haha: "The crown prince personally appointed by the saint has his own merits. Is he capable of taking on a big responsibility? There are many capable ministers in the court, and the saint is healthy. He can definitely teach the prince how to be a wise king. of."

Qin Liuxi lowered his head and took a sip of tea, old fox!

Prince Ming looked at her and said, "Master, have you ever seen the prince? Isn't it possible that the current prince can't stand your eyes?"

"I've never seen it before." Qin Liuxi said calmly: "It's just that there is a snowstorm now. I heard that all the princes and princes in the court are as quiet as chickens. No one dares to ask for orders to be the imperial envoy for disaster relief!"

"I didn't expect that a person from outside the temple would care about the affairs of the court." King Ming raised his eyebrows and said.

Qin Liuxi smiled lightly: "Am I telling you that I care because I want to teach people to rebel?"

puff.

King Ming spat out a sip of tea and looked at her with wide eyes: "What did you say?"

rebel?

He quickly looked outside and saw no one, so he lowered his voice and said, "Have you been drinking today?" What drunken words did you say.

"Nothing, just saying that."

Prince Ming's face turned green and he said, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell the saint?"

This is a rebellion. Believe it or not, he stabbed the saint and bulldozed the Qingping Temple?

"Do you have evidence?" Qin Liuxi said with a half-smile, "Don't spread rumors. How can I, an outsider, rebel?"

Prince Ming: "..."

Is it what you said just now, what, the god is you, and the ghost is also you?

Prince Ming looked at her: "You are making fun of me."

"I don't dare. I just want to ask you, sir, if such a thing really happens, will the Ming family stand in line?"

Prince Ming's breathing was messed up, and he said: "The Ming family has always been a royalist party, and it doesn't matter whoever becomes the emperor. Besides, my Ming family, old, weak, young, the whole family is... I live by eating the blessings left by my ancestors."

"That means, no matter who becomes the emperor, you will all support him."

This seems to be the same principle.

But when she said this, did she really want to push someone to rebel? Who she chose was a dignified outsider and a Taoist priest. How could he have such rebellious thoughts?

"No, do you really want to rebel?" Prince Ming couldn't help but ask again, his voice low and inaudible.

Qin Liuxi said: "It can't be called one. It's just that once the emperor's star falls, I want to support one person to ascend to the throne."

This is to fight for the big treasure again.

King Ming was very curious and asked: "Who?"

Who was unlucky enough to be targeted by her?

The fight for the heir apparent is bloody and bloody. You have to stand on a pile of bones to sit on the supreme throne. This process can be described as swords, swords, oranges and clouds. If you don't get it right, you will die for the nine tribes.

"Your Majesty, do you want to take a share?"

Prince Ming took a sip of tea and said, "Try this tea. It's the best Da Hongpao tea, but I can only get half a kilo of it."

Oh, the old fox has become an old man.

Qin Liuxi said: "Once the emperor and the courtier, the prince is an old man with half of his foot in the coffin, so there is no need to think about the future. The young prince is fifteen this year, right? I think his heart disease has improved a lot. , having children is no longer a problem. I heard that there was an uncle's house in the capital, which was originally very prosperous, but from generation to generation, no one is outstanding. They have a title but empty pockets. I heard that they can wear the same set of clothes to different occasions by each other."

Prince Ming: "..."

Why is this Dahongpao so hard to taste today?

When Qin Liuxi saw him looking over, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip, saying, "This tea is indeed good tea. I wonder if I will have such good tea if I come back to ask for tea in a few decades."

Sure, the girl opposite is mirroring his Ming Palace.

Prince Ming said: "You also know that my grandson has a heart disease and is not easy to take care of. He can't go to big events. He can't do things well and is prone to bad things. That's not a good thing."

"As the saying goes, if a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, why does the young prince need to personally go into battle? Those old subordinates of Prince Ming's Palace still look up to you."

King Ming's eyes sharpened and he said: "The viewer's keenness in the affairs of the government is not inferior to that of ordinary men!"

"You know what I don't understand, isn't this the Cou Caotai team?" Qin Liuxi said: "With this wealth, nothing remains unchanged for a hundred years, it has to be managed from generation to generation, right?"

"So who is that person?"

Qin Liuxi smiled lightly: "Whoever is the imperial envoy for disaster relief is that person. You don't have to do anything now. When necessary, the Ming Palace will know where to stand."

King Ming was surprised.

He drank a cup of tea to the bottom and said: "I know that the master of the temple is an outsider, how can he be involved in such a thing? Could it be that the master of the temple also wants to be the national master who is superior to one person and inferior to ten thousand people?" ?”

The words behind this are a bit sharp and a little cold.

Qin Liuxi was not angry. He looked at the tea soup in the cup and said in a clear voice: "Because this world will be in chaos, and I can't let it be in chaos, let alone let its lives be ruined and become a sacrifice to some old monster. ."

King Ming's pupils trembled, what does this mean?

Qin Liuxi smiled at him and said: "So, old prince, let's do something big together, like Nuwa patching up the sky." (End of Chapter)