Chapter 747 Omen of Auspiciousness

Underground of Observation Tower.

Sitting cross-legged in the room, Zhong Li, who was meditating quietly, moved his ears and heard the sound of chaotic footsteps.

At this time, a footstep quickened, came to her door, and shouted:

"Senior Sister Zhong, the watchman was ordered by Xu Yinluo to escort a group of prisoners to be imprisoned here."

Zhong Li stood up and opened the door, and saw a warlock in white standing outside the door.

She nodded first, then looked towards the entrance of the dark corridor, and saw a middle-aged man embroidered with gold gongs, escorting a group of prisoners with a group of silver and bronze gongs.

Zhong Li went up to meet her and asked softly:

"what happened?"

The warlock in white let out an "oh" and explained in a calm tone:

"Xu Yinluo and the eldest princess rebelled, so they wanted to imprison the princes and brothers, including Emperor Yongxing, in Sitianjian."

As a sorcerer of Si Tianjian, it is a basic operation to look down on imperial power.

Zhong Li went up to the golden gong that escorted the prince, and the latter cupped his hands and said:

"My officer, Zhao Jin, was ordered to escort the criminals, please arrange for Miss Zhong."

Zhong Li said:

"There are twenty rooms on this floor, just pick one at random."

Song Tingfeng heard the words, casually opened an iron door beside him, and pushed Xu Yuanhuai:

"Go in!"

Xu Yuanhuai's foot slipped, and he fell hard to the ground, hitting his head on the iron gate, and groaned in pain.

Song Tingfeng laughed: "Trash."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly slipped his foot, leaned back straight, and knocked his head against the wall.

As a master of refining the gods, he was not injured, but just rubbed his head with a dazed expression.

Zhao Jin frowned, looked at Song Tingfeng, and reprimanded:

"Fizzy."

Then he fell too.

"???" Zhao Jinluo looked blank.

He didn't understand why he, a fourth-rank martial artist and a master at controlling energy, suddenly fell down when there was no obstacle or walking.

Zhao Jinluo immediately figured it out, looked at Zhong Li, and guessed:

"Is this a formation to trap criminals?"

The leading warlock in white leaned his back against the wall and nodded:

"Just take it as it is."

Then, the silver gongs and gongs pushed the cursing prince and Emperor Yongxing into the room. During the process, people on both sides fell down for no reason, either hitting their heads on the wall or hitting their faces on the ground.

Zhong Li was responsible for closing each iron door, and put his palm on the door to activate the formation.

Seeing that the matter was over, all the watchmen, including Zhao Jinluo, leaned their backs against the wall, moved cautiously, and left the ground.

The warlock in white leaning against the wall said with emotion:

"Yesterday I was an emperor, but today I'm a prisoner. Hehe, it's not bad to let these well-clothed princes taste what it's like to be a prisoner. Otherwise, how can we know the sufferings of the world, right Senior Sister Zhong?"

Zhong Li was stunned.

She stood blankly for a long time, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and said anxiously:

"Go to Xu Yinluo quickly and ask him to come to my place."

The warlock in white didn't ask why, and nodded:

"Okay, but Senior Sister Zhong, can you go back to your room first?"

He pointed to the open iron door.

The iron gate can lock Senior Sister Zhong's bad luck, he doesn't want to fall in three steps, the body of a warlock is very delicate and cannot withstand tossing.

"oh!"

Zhong Li turned around and entered the room. The moment the iron door closed, the warlock in white heard a muffled "crack". He guessed that Senior Sister Zhong fell down.

The warlock in white walked out of the ground, climbed up the stairs, and came to the bedroom where Xu Qi'an was temporarily staying.

He was about to knock on the door when suddenly he felt blessed and thought:

"No, the three rules of avoiding bad luck: you can't listen to Senior Sister Zhong; you can't stay with Senior Sister Zhong; you can't touch Senior Sister Zhong's things.

"I was careless and almost forgot these three rules."

With this in mind, the white-clothed warlock silently turned and left.

It's better to relay Senior Sister Zhong's words to Senior Brother Song and let him be cannon fodder.

Si Tianjian, inside the Buddha Pagoda.

Bai Ji curled up on the futon, her voice was soft, and she said softly:

"Why hasn't my aunt come yet? Master, please let me out. It's so boring."

The old monk Taling opened his eyes and said slowly:

"If the little benefactor feels bored, you might as well study Buddhism with the poor monk."

When Bai Ji heard this, she immediately stood up and shouted:

"I am a monster, I was born to practice Buddhism, how can I learn Buddhism from you."

The old monk Taling gave his reasons:

"Only by understanding the enemy can we defeat the enemy. The little benefactor will learn Buddhism from me, and when I grow up, I will be able to find the weakness of Buddhism."

Bai Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, she thought it made sense, and she couldn't think of a rebuttal in her little head.

Just as he was talking, the old monk Taling moved his ears, and then said with a smile:

"Your master has returned."

He flicked his fingers, and a golden light shot out, blooming in the room, and then Mu Nanzhi appeared.

She was wearing a lotus-colored dress, her face was haggard, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.

When Xu Qi'an left, he didn't take the Buddha Pagoda with him, and left it on the table with the Peace Saber, giving the Flower God three layers of protection.

After Mu Nanzhi woke up, she communicated with the pagoda spirit and was teleported in.

"Aunt!"

Bai Ji cheered, turned into a white shadow and flew into Mu Nanzhi's arms.

Mu Nanzhi caught Bai Ji, sat cross-legged on the futon, clasped his hands together, and said reverently:

"Master, I understand."

The old monk Taling asked:

"What did you realize?"

Mu Nanzhi was extremely devout, and she had a great understanding:

"Form is emptiness!"

The old monk Taling said with relief:

"good!"

At the same time, he murmured in his heart: These words sound very familiar.

Bai Ji twitched the tip of her pink nose, and said blankly:

"Auntie, you have a strange smell, not your smell"

"You smelled it wrong."

"No, no, my nose is fine."

"Shut up, brat, stop asking."

The old monk Taling listened to their argument, stretched out his finger, and lightly tapped the center of Mu Nanzhi's eyebrows.

Huashen's eyes were instantly empty, she lost her spirits, her body tilted, and she fell into a coma.

This change made Bai Ji startled.

"The poor monk is helping her to channel her qi, and the stagnation in her dantian will actually hurt her body." The old monk Ta Ling explained.

Overnight, there was an indigestible majestic energy in her body, which was the reason why she felt tired.

palace.

Wang Zhenwen woke up when he was mao, had lunch and drank the medicine, then kept his eyes open and refused to sleep, as if he was waiting for something.

After daylight, he heard the faint sound of gunfire.

Soon it became calm again.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, lunch is here.

Wang Zhenwen didn't take any rice, and finally waited for the housekeeper to report that Qian Shoufu and several adults came to visit.

At this point, Wang Shoufu felt relieved and asked the butler to invite someone in.

After a while, Qian Qingshu, Sun Shangshu and other key members of the royal party pushed the door in and took a seat at the round table.

Qian Qingshu moved the round stool to the bed and sat closest to it.

Wang Zhenwen looked at their faces, pondered for a while, and said:

"It seems that things are done, but why do you have such expressions?"

Several old partners were relatively silent, but it was not dignified, but complicated that they didn't know where to start.

Sun Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment and several others exchanged glances, and then they all turned to Qian Qingshu.

Qian Qingshu knew he couldn't avoid it, so he sighed softly:

"It's done, but the result is a bit off."

"Deviation?" Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Wang Zhenwen's heart sank, thinking of a possibility, he said urgently:

"Xu Qi'an, usurped the throne?!

"Stupid, there are so many great feudal spirits. From the common people to the nobles, they still recognize the royal family. Even the Yunzhou rebellious party must do everything possible to promote itself as orthodox, and demand Yongxing's approval at all costs. for this.

"He managed to save a lot of money, how can he ruin his future?"

Furious, he coughed violently.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, be safe and don't be impatient." Qian Qingshu helped him sit up, patted his back, hesitated to speak, and said:

"Xu Qi'an didn't usurp the throne, with his temperament, he wouldn't even sit on the dragon chair.

"Do you think he is a person who is willing to bury his head and deal with government affairs?"

When Wang Zhenwen thought about it, he felt reasonable and calmed down a lot, and asked:

"Who is he going to stand for?"

Qian Qingshu said quietly:

"Princess Huaiqing!"

"Cough cough cough" Wang Zhenwen coughed violently again, her face flushed red.

Sun Shangshu hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over:

"Have a sip of tea and press it."

Wang Zhenwen reluctantly took a sip, suppressed his cough, and asked impatiently:

"You agree?"

Qian Qingshu said helplessly:

"We originally thought that Prince Yan would be established, but we found out later that the kid made a feint and fooled us all.

"At that time, the arrow was on the string, and the thief's ship was already on board. How can you go back on your word?"

When you shout "Your Majesty, please abdicate", there is no turning back.

Moreover, Yongxing and a group of brothers are firmly controlled by the eldest princess. Even if the royal party wants to repent, there is no suitable person to introduce.

The first emperor's brothers and some county kings were less qualified.

Besides, seeing the performance of the princes and county kings at that time, it was obvious that Huaiqing was pinching his nose, and he might not be willing to take risks.

Wang Zhenwen was furious:

"A woman proclaiming emperor is simply nonsense, nonsense!"

Sun Shangshu suddenly said:

"It's not unacceptable, there is a precedent for a woman proclaiming emperor in Dayang.

"Besides, in terms of talent, courage, and ability, the eldest princess is outstanding. She is far better than Yongxing and other princes when she becomes emperor."

Wang Zhenwen said in disbelief:

"What good did she do to you?"

Sun Shangshu looked at Qian Qingshu, and the new chief assistant said in a low voice:

"It's not good, it's just that Yongxing promised us before, but it has been slow to fulfill the promise because of the stability of the court.

"What's more, the court reshuffled the cards, and the vacant positions were divided between the Wei party and us. From then on, there will be no more parties fighting each other."

Wang Zhenwen stopped talking.

Because he knew that his objection was invalid, Huaiqing offered too much, too much for Wang Dang to refuse.

Even if everyone knows that she will definitely support other parties in the future, and will not let the Wei Party and the Royal Party grow bigger, but no one will refuse the immediate benefits because of future events.

This has nothing to do with intelligence or not, it has to do with human nature.

"It's easy to calculate. Compared with Emperor Yongxing, she is more like Yuanjing."

Wang Zhenwen let out a "huh": "The matter has come to this, the old man can only follow the general trend."

What else can he do as a person who is bedridden?

"But the old man wants to give you a piece of advice."

Wang Zhenwen swept across the people in the room, and said in a deep voice:

"Even if a woman proclaims herself emperor, even if there is history to follow, it is not the mainstream norm, and her persuasive power is limited. It is not so easy for her to sit firmly in the dragon chair."

Qian Qingshu got up, cupped his hands and said:

"Brother Wang, please tell me."

Xu Qi'an returned to Si Tianjian, came to the door of his bedroom, and saw Song Qing lying outside the door.

"Sure enough, someone came to look for me. Fortunately, I made several preparations."

With a murmur in his heart, he picked up Song Qing, slapped him a few times, and forcibly woke him up.

Song Qing woke up in a daze, and said blankly:

"Master Xu, you're back, hey, my face hurts so much."

It's not so exaggerated, I just slapped twice lightly, oh, I'm already a second-rank martial artist. Xu Qi'an changed the subject:

"What do you want me to do?"

Song Qing rubbed her red and swollen face, and said in a not so eloquent:

"Junior Sister Zhong asked someone to send a message, saying that she has something to look for you."

Poor Zhong Li is looking for me. Xu Qi'an nodded:

"If you're not in a hurry, I'll take the time to go there.

"By the way, did Senior Brother Song stay up all night doing alchemy experiments recently, and haven't slept for a long time?"

Song Qing was taken aback:

"how do you know?"

If you have a bright mind, you won't accept Zhong Li's mission. This is a very simple reasoning. Xu Qi'an didn't explain it, and respectfully sent Song Qing away who was not very smart.

Watching his back leave, Xu Qi'an wiped off the strong anesthetic on the door, pushed it open and entered.

The room was empty, the bed was messy, without Dafeng's first beauty, the sheets were already dry.

Xu Qi'an looked at the peace knife on the table naturally.

The Taiping Knife raised its tip, pointing at the Buddha Pagoda beside it.

Xu Qi'an nodded, his figure immediately turned into golden light, and escaped into the interior of the pagoda.

On the empty third floor, old monk Taling sat cross-legged on the futon, while Mu Nanzhi lay crookedly on another futon, unconscious.

Bai Ji moved closer to her, and kept twitching the tip of her pink nose, sniffing and sniffing.

"Fox boy, what are you doing!" Xu Qi said in peace, are you molesting my wife?

Seeing him coming in, Bai Ji expressed her happiness, then said in confusion:

"Auntie has a strange smell, well, I always feel very familiar."

Xu Qi'an was taken aback, thinking how could you be familiar with it, you are still a child.

Bai Ji stared at him for a moment, and suddenly realized:

"I remembered, sister Yeji has this smell every time she mates with you."

It raised its paw, slapped the futon vigorously, and said angrily:

"Did you mate with my aunt? She belongs to me. You are not allowed to rob her."

"Don't worry, she will still hug you, eat and sleep with you." Xu Qi'an comforted.

Give you a comfortable pillow, he added in his mind.

When Bai Ji heard this, she was satisfied and raised her furry fox tail.

At this time, the old monk Taling found an opportunity and said:

"I sorted out the Qi mechanism for her. Others may not be able to cultivate such a majestic Qi mechanism in ten years."

These are the qi that Xu Qi'an injected into her body.

After a pause, the old monk said:

"There seems to be a power awakening in her body, a very magical power, presumably it is the spirit of the undead tree."

When communicating with Nether Silkworm that day, Ta Ling was also present.

Xu Qi'an nodded, carried Mu Nanzhi away from the pagoda, and returned to the bedroom.

The reason why he came back early was to help her channel the qi mechanism. The flower gods are unable to practice and cannot operate the qi mechanism independently. In this way, the qi mechanism that Xu Qi'an crossed into her body will condense in the dantian.

Over time, it will be harmful to the body.

Now that Ta Ling offered to help, he saved a lot of energy.

Xu Qi'an put the Flower God on the bed, took off the embroidered shoes, and stared at the little fair feet.

"You can't bother the beauty."

Silently covered her with a quilt.

At this time, he felt that someone had hit the back of his head with a stick, so he took out the fragments of the book in the ground with ease, and checked the situation.

Yutang No. 1, sent a private chat.

[Three: Your Highness? 】

[One: I sent someone to appease Lin'an, and found that although she was not in a high mood, she was fine. 】

[Three: Huh? What else? I have no idea. 】

Huaiqing in the imperial study looked at the fragments of the ground book and let out a "hehe".

[One: Just now Qian Shoufu approached Ben Gong and raised some opinions. 】

Xu Qi'an did not speak, and waited patiently. After a while, Huaiqing's long speech came.

[One: There is a great obstacle for a woman to proclaim the emperor. This palace can suppress the princes and the army in the court, but it may not be able to suppress the officials, guards, and the people of the states.

[Therefore, before ascension to the throne, the most important thing is to control and guide public opinion, let the major restaurants and teahouses in the capital tell about the deeds of Empress Dayang back then, and let more people know about it.

[Then parade the Yunzhou Mission to the streets to win the hearts of the people.

【Finally, Qian Shoufu suggested that if there is an auspicious omen on the day of my ascension to the throne, the hearts of the people will be assured. 】

Blowing a wave of achievements of Empress Dayang in advance, so that the people have a solid foundation in their hearts, and try to dispel their resistance as much as possible. Parading the Yunzhou mission to the streets is a way to win the hearts of the people. Well, this was a "freedom" in the previous life It is a common routine in the national draft of "Nation", and it is very useful.

The sign of auspiciousness, to put it bluntly, is Liu Bang's way of killing the White Snake Uprising, giving himself a justified name, and this is precisely the most important point, and the words "the aspiration of the people" should never be underestimated.

Xu Qi'an analyzed a wave in his heart, and passed on the letter:

[Qian Shoufu has the talent for governing the country. 】

[One: This is the meaning of the former Chief Assistant Wang Zhenwen. 】

[Three: Your Highness told me this is? 】

[One: A sign of auspiciousness. I thought about it, but didn't have a suitable idea. 】

You can't ask me this, I'm just a vulgar martial artist Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, and made a suggestion:

[Let the Linglong carry His Highness on his back and fly around the capital? 】

[One: The people in the capital don't know Linglong, so they wink at the blind. 】

[Three: I am proficient in beast control methods, which can attract a hundred birds to the phoenix. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, he denied the suggestion himself.

The capital is not the south, and there are almost no birds in winter. This winter is extremely cold, and many birds with high cold tolerance have froze to death.

Even if he is exhausted, the number of birds he can summon is limited, and it is meaningless to make small troubles, which cannot highlight the sense of ceremony of the empress' ascension to the throne.

[Three: You hold the Zhenguo sword and drive the spirit dragon to fly around? 】

[One: Anyone with royal blood can hold the Sword of Zhen Guo. Moreover, the people's eyesight is limited, flying too high can't see it, flying too low, making a circle around the capital, it seems that the palace is grandstanding. 】

Huaiqing thought about the scene and felt it was too embarrassing.

Then you go to warlocks and Confucianists, they are just fancy, I'm just a vulgar martial artist. Xu Qi'an frowned:

[Sorry, I can't help it. 】

[One: That's all! 】

In the imperial study room, Huaiqing put down the fragments of books on the ground and sighed softly.

Qian Qingshu in the hall immediately said:

"Your Highness, does Xu Yinluo have any ideas?"

He didn't recognize the fragments of the ground book, and he only thought that it was a magic weapon used by the Sitianjian to communicate.

Huaiqing shook his head slightly.

Liu Hong, the censor of Zuodu, said:

"If it's really not possible, let Zhao Shou manifest the vision of dragon and phoenix harmony when His Highness ascends the throne."

These civil servants have no choice but to turn to extraordinary experts for the operation of auspicious omens. Xu Qi'an had no choice but to find Zhao Shou.

Qian Qingshu pondered for a while, and said:

"This method is acceptable, but the scene is a little lacking, and it is not popular enough."

Zhang Xingying rarely echoed the words of the king's party boss:

"Your Highness's ascension to the throne is an unprecedented feat in our dynasty. It is extraordinary. This auspicious omen must be as grand as possible."

What they want is the kind of auspiciousness that shocks the capital.

The civil servants searched the history books, learned from the operations of the predecessors, and found three methods in total. The dragon and the phoenix are the best, but Huaiqing is still not satisfied.

Of course, if it is a natural vision, there are many ways, but the vision does not mean it is auspicious.

In fact, most natural visions on a grand scale symbolize disaster.

Such as earthquakes, such as lightning and thunder, such as blood rushing to the sky.

The best sign of auspiciousness, isn't it that I walk around the capital behind your back? I am the most famous auspicious beast in Dafeng Xu Qi'an put down the fragments of the book while complaining.

Suddenly, he smelled the fragrance of flowers and the freshness of vegetation.

Looking around in amazement, the room had already changed a lot. Mu Nanzhi was lying in a field of flowers, colorful flowers and emerald green grass growing out of the bed and out of the quilt.

It grows from the bathtub, from the coffee table, from the column, and from all the wooden furniture.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an suspected that he was not sitting in the bedroom, but in the greenhouse.

This, this is outrageous Xu Qi'an's expression was dull.

To be honest, this kind of ability is rare even in the Transcendent Realm, and the Flower God Spirit Yun is so terrifying.

He was worrying about how to clean up the flowers and plants all over the house, when suddenly his heart moved, he took out the fragments of the book from the ground again, and started a private chat with Huaiqing:

【Your Highness, I have a note. When you ascend the throne, the auspiciousness will fall from the sky, and it will be recorded in the annals of history. 】

PS: This chapter has 6,000 words, so it is not counted as a change, and the typo will be corrected at night.