Underground.
Sitting cross-legged in the room, Zhong Li, who was meditating quietly, heard chaotic footsteps.
At this time, a footstep quickened and came to her door, shouting:
"Sister Zhong, the night watchman was ordered by Xu Yinluo to escort a group of prisoners to be detained here."
Zhong Li got up and opened the door, and saw a white-robed sorcerer standing outside the door.
She nodded first, and then looked at the entrance of the dark corridor, and saw a middle-aged man embroidered with a golden gong, and a group of silver and copper gongs, escorting a group of prisoners.
Zhong Li greeted him and asked softly:
"What happened?"
The white-robed sorcerer said "Oh" and explained calmly:
"Xu Yinluo and the eldest princess rebelled, and they wanted to lock up several princes, including Emperor Yongxing, in the Sitianjian."
As a sorcerer of the Sitianjian, it is basic to look down on the imperial power.
Zhong Li met Jin Luo who was escorting the prince, and the latter bowed and said:
"I am Zhao Jin, ordered to escort the prisoner, please arrange it, Miss Zhong."
Zhong Li said:
"There are twenty rooms on this floor, just pick one."
Song Tingfeng heard it, opened an iron door beside him, and pushed Xu Yuanhuai:
"Go in!"
Xu Yuanhuai slipped and fell to the ground, hitting his head on the iron door, groaning in pain. .
Song Tingfeng laughed: "Waste....."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly slipped, fell back straight, and hit his head on the wall.
As a master of the Refining Spirit Realm, he was not injured, but just touched his head with a blank face.
Zhao Jin frowned, looked at Song Tingfeng, and scolded:
"You are so impatient."
Then he fell down too.
"???" Zhao Jinluo looked blank.
He didn't understand why he, a fourth-rank martial artist and a master of Huajin, suddenly fell down without any obstacles or walking.
Zhao Jinluo figured it out immediately, looked at Zhong Li, and guessed:
"Is this a formation to trap criminals?"
The leading white-robed sorcerer leaned against the wall and nodded:
"Just take it as it is."
Then, the silver gongs and bronze gongs pushed the swearing prince and Emperor Yongxing into the room. During the process, people on both sides fell down for no reason, either hitting their heads against the wall or their faces on the ground.
Zhong Li was responsible for closing each iron door, putting his palm on the door to activate the formation.
Seeing that the work was done, including Zhao Jinluo, a group of night watchmen leaned against the wall and moved cautiously to leave the underground.
The sorcerer in white leaning against the wall sighed:
"Yesterday he was still an emperor, today he is a prisoner. Hehe, it's not bad to let these princes who are well-dressed and well-fed have a taste of being a prisoner. Otherwise, how can they know the sufferings of the world, right, Senior Sister Zhong."
Zhong Li was stunned.
She stood there blankly for a long time, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she said anxiously:
"Go find Xu Yinluo and ask him to come to my place."
The sorcerer in white nodded without asking the reason:
"Okay, but Senior Sister Zhong, can you go back to the room first?"
He pointed to the open iron door.
The iron door can lock Senior Sister Zhong's bad luck. He doesn't want to fall every three steps. The sorcerer's body is very precious and can't stand the tossing.
"Oh!"
Zhong Li turned and entered the room. The moment the iron door closed, the sorcerer in white heard a muffled "pop". He guessed that Senior Sister Zhong fell.
The sorcerer in white walked out of the underground, climbed the stairs, and came to the bedroom where Xu Qian'an was staying temporarily.
He was about to knock on the door, but suddenly a thought came to his mind, and he thought:
"No, there are three rules to avoid bad luck: you can't stop Senior Sister Zhong's words; you can't stay beside Senior Sister Zhong; you can't touch Senior Sister Zhong's things.
"I was careless and almost forgot these three rules."
Thinking of this, the sorcerer in white turned around and left silently.
I'd better relay Senior Sister Zhong's words to Senior Brother Song and let him be cannon fodder.
......
Sitianjian, inside the pagoda.
Bai Ji curled up on the futon, her voice soft and tender:
"Why hasn't Auntie come yet? Master, please let me go out. I'm so bored."
The old monk Ta Ling opened his eyes and said slowly:
"If the little donor feels bored, you might as well study Buddhism with me. "
When Bai Ji heard this, she stood up and shouted:
"I am a demon. I was born to fight against the Buddhist sect. How can I learn Buddhism from you?"
The old monk Ta Ling gave his own reasons:
"Only by understanding the enemy can we defeat the enemy. Little donor, learn Buddhism from me, and when you grow up, you can find the weakness of Buddhism."
Bai Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard this. She felt that it made sense, and her little brain couldn't think of any rebuttal.
As he was talking, the old monk Ta Ling's ears moved, and then he smiled:
"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 long skirt, her face was haggard, and her eyes were full of fatigue.
When Xu Qian'an left, he did not take the pagoda with him. He left it on the table with the Taiping sword to give the flower god triple protection.
After Mu Nanzhi woke up, he communicated with the pagoda spirit and was teleported in.
"Auntie! "
Bai Ji cheered and turned into a white shadow and flew into Mu Nanzhi's arms.
Mu Nanzhi caught Bai Ji, sat cross-legged on the cushion, put his hands together, and said devoutly:
"Master, I understand."
Old monk Ta Ling asked back:
"What did you understand?"
Mu Nanzhi was extremely devout and had a great enlightenment:
"Color is emptiness!"
Old monk Ta Ling said with relief:
"Good!"
At the same time, he muttered in his heart: This sounds so familiar.
Bai Ji twitched her pink nose and said blankly:
"Auntie, there is a strange smell on you, it's not your smell..."
"You smelled it wrong."
"No, no, my nose is very sensitive."
"Shut up, kid, don't ask. "
The old monk Ta Ling listened to their argument, stretched out his finger, and gently touched Mu Nanzhi's brow.
The flower goddess' eyes were empty in an instant, and she lost her spirit. Her body tilted and she fainted.
This change scared Bai Ji.
"I am helping her to dredge her Qi. If it is blocked in Dantian, it will hurt her body. "Old monk Ta Ling explained.
Overnight, she had an indigestible and powerful energy in her body, which was why she felt tired.
........
Wang Mansion.
Wang Zhenwen woke up at 1:00 a.m., had lunch, drank medicine, and then kept his eyes open and refused to sleep, as if waiting for something.
After daybreak, he heard the faint sound of gunfire.
Soon it became quiet again.
Waiting and waiting, lunch arrived.
Wang Zhenwen hadn't eaten a single grain of 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 housekeeper to invite people in.
After a while, Qian Qingshu, Sun Shangshu and other backbones of the Wang party pushed the door in and sat down at the round table.
Qian Qingshu moved the round stool to the bedside and sat closest.
Wang Zhenwen looked at their faces, pondered for a while, and said:
"It looks like it's done, but why do you look like this? "
Several old partners were relatively silent, but not solemn, but the kind of complex that they didn't know where to start.
Minister Sun of the Ministry of Justice and several others exchanged glances, and then all looked at Qian Qingshu.
Qian Qingshu knew that he couldn't avoid it, and sighed softly:
"It's done, but the result is a little biased."
"Biased?" Wang Zhenwen saw that he was hesitant to speak, and his heart sank. He thought of a possibility and said anxiously:
"Xu Qian'an, usurped the throne? !
"What a fool, Dafeng's fate is not over yet. From the common people to the nobles, they still recognize the royal family. Even the Yunzhou rebels will do everything possible to promote themselves as orthodox and demand Yongxing's recognition at all costs. That's why.
"He has finally accumulated a lot of reputation, how can he ruin his future? "
He was so angry that he started coughing violently.
"Calm down, calm down…" Qian Qingshu helped him sit up, patted his back, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"Xu Qian'an didn't usurp the throne. With his temper, he wouldn't sit on the throne even if he was given one.
"Do you think he is someone who is willing to bury his head in papers and handle government affairs?"
Wang Zhenwen thought about it and felt that it made sense. He calmed down a lot and asked:
"Who is he going to establish?"
Qian Qingshu said faintly:
"Princess Huaiqing!"
"Cough cough cough…" Wang Zhenwen started coughing violently again, his face flushed red.
Minister Sun hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over:
"Drink some tea and calm down."
Wang Zhenwen drank it reluctantly, suppressed his cough, and then asked impatiently:
"Do you agree?"
Qian Qingshu said helplessly:
"We originally thought that Prince Yan would be enthroned, but later we found out that the boy was just bluffing and fooling us all.
"At that time, the arrow was on the string and the pirate ship was already on board. Can you still regret it?"
When he shouted "Your Majesty, please abdicate", there was no turning back.
Moreover, Yongxing and his brothers were firmly controlled by the eldest princess. Even if the Wang party wanted to regret, there was no suitable person to push forward.
The brothers of the previous emperor and some princes were less qualified.
Besides, looking at the performance of the princes and princes at that time, it was obvious that they pinched their noses to recognize Huaiqing and might not be willing to take risks.
Wang Zhenwen was furious:
"A woman proclaiming herself emperor is simply nonsense, nonsense! "
Sun Shangshu suddenly said:
"It's not that we can't accept it. There is a precedent for women to become emperors in Dayang.
"Besides, in terms of talent, courage and ability, the eldest princess is the best. She is much better than Yongxing and other princes as an emperor."
Wang Zhenwen said in disbelief:
"What benefits did she give you?"
Sun Shangshu looked at Qian Qingshu, and the new prime minister whispered:
"There is no benefit. It's just that Yongxing promised us before, but he has not fulfilled the promise on the grounds of stability in the court.
"Then, the court will be reshuffled, and the vacant positions will be divided between the Wei Party and us, and there will be no more situation of fighting among the parties."
Wang Zhenwen did not speak.
Because he knew that his opposition was ineffective. Huaiqing gave too much, so much that the Wang Party could not refuse.
Even though everyone knew that she would definitely support other parties in the future and would not let the Wei Party and the Wang Party become bigger, no one would refuse the benefits that are within reach because of future events.
This has nothing to do with being smart or not, but with human nature.
"Good calculation, compared with Emperor Yongxing, she is more like Yuan Jing."
Wang Zhenwen said, "Now that things have come to this, I can only follow the trend."
What else can he do as a bedridden person?
"But I want to give you a piece of advice."
Wang Zhenwen glanced at everyone in the room and said in a deep voice:
"Even if there is history to support a woman's claim to the throne, it is not the mainstream norm and has limited persuasiveness. It is not easy for her to sit firmly on the throne."
Qian Qingshu stood up and bowed:
"Brother Wang, please speak."
........
Xu Qian'an returned to the Imperial Observatory and came to the door of his bedroom, where he saw Song Qing lying outside the door.
"Sure enough, someone came to see me. Fortunately, I made several preparations..."
He muttered in his heart, picked up Song Qing, slapped him a few times, and woke him up forcibly.
Song Qing woke up in a daze and said blankly:
"Mr. Xu, you're back... Hey, my face hurts."
It's not that exaggerated, I just slapped you twice, oh, I'm already a second-rank warrior... Xu Qian'an changed the subject:
"What do you want to see me for?"
Song Qing rubbed his red and swollen face and said incoherently:
"Junior Sister Zhong asked someone to tell her that she has something to see you about."
Poor little Zhong Li is looking for me. Xu Qian'an nodded:
"If it's not urgent, I'll take the time to go over.
"By the way, has Senior Brother Song been staying up late to do alchemy experiments recently and hasn't slept for a long time?"
Song Qing was stunned:
"How do you know? "
If you had a smart mind, you wouldn't have accepted Zhong Li's mission. This is a very simple reasoning... Xu Qian'an didn't explain and respectfully sent away Song Qing, whose brain was not very useful.
Watching his back leave, Xu Qian'an wiped off the strong anesthetic on the door and pushed it open.
The room was empty, the bed was messy, without the most beautiful woman in Dafeng, and the irregular spots on the bed sheet had dried.
Xu Qian'an's eyes naturally looked at the Taiping knife on the table.
The Taiping knife raised the tip of the blade and pointed it at the pagoda next to it.
Xu Qian'an nodded, and his figure immediately turned into golden light and escaped into the pagoda.
On the empty third floor, the old monk Ta Ling sat cross-legged on a cushion, and Mu Nanzhi fell crookedly on another cushion, unconscious.
Bai Ji came to her side, twitching her pink nose tip constantly, sniffing.
"Fox cub, what are you doing! "Xu Qian'an thought, are you molesting my wife?
Bai Ji was very happy to see him come in, and then said in confusion:
"Aunt has a strange smell on her body, um, I always feel familiar with it."
......Xu Qian'an was surprised, 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 remember that every time Sister Ye Ji mated with you, she had this smell on her body."
It raised its claws, slapped the futon hard, and said angrily:
"Did you mate with my aunt? She is mine, and you are not allowed to snatch her."
"Don't worry, she will hold you in her arms and accompany you to eat and sleep in the future. "Xu Qian'an comforted.
Give you a comfortable pillow... He added in his heart.
When Bai Ji heard this, she was satisfied and raised her furry fox tail.
At this time, the old monk Ta Ling found an opportunity and said:
"I combed her Qi for her. Others may not be able to cultivate such a majestic Qi in ten years."
These are the Qi that Xu Qian'an input into her body.
After a pause, the old monk said:
"It seems that there is a power awakening in her body, a very magical power, which I think is the spirit of the immortal tree. "
The pagoda spirit was also present when he communicated with the Nether Silkworm that day.
Xu Qiyan nodded, picked up Mu Nanzhi and left the pagoda, returning to the bedroom.
He came back early to help her dredge the Qi. The flower spirit was not able to practice and could not circulate the Qi on its own. In this way, the Qi that Xu Qiyan transferred into her body would condense in the Dantian.
Over time, it would be harmful to the body.
Now that the pagoda spirit took the initiative to help, he saved some effort.
Xu Qiyan put the flower spirit on the bed, took off his embroidered shoes, and stared at the white and delicate little feet for a few seconds.
"Don't worry about the beauty. "
Silently covered her with a blanket.
At this moment, he felt someone hit him on the back of his head, so he took out the fragment of the Earth Book and checked the situation.
Fishpond No. 1, sent a private chat.
[Three: Your Highness?]
[One: I sent someone to comfort Lin'an and found that although she was not in a good mood, she was fine.]
[Three: Ah? There is such a thing? I have no idea about it.]
Huaiqing in the imperial study looked at the fragment of the Earth Book and said, "Hehe".
[One: Just now, Prime Minister Qian came to me and gave me some suggestions.]
Xu Qian'an did not speak and waited patiently. Not long after, Huaiqing's long speech came.
[One: There are great obstacles for a woman to become emperor. I can suppress the officials in the court and the army, but I may not be able to suppress the gossips of the government offices, guards and people in various states.
[ Therefore, before ascending the throne, the first thing is to control and guide public opinion, let the major restaurants and teahouses in the capital talk about the deeds of the Dayang Empress, so that more people will know about it.
[Then parade the Yunzhou delegation through the streets to win over the people.
[Finally, Prime Minister Qian proposed that if there are auspicious signs on the day of my enthronement, the people's hearts will be settled. ]
Praise the achievements of the Dayang Empress in advance, so that the people have a bottom line in their hearts and try to dispel their resistance... Parading the Yunzhou delegation through the streets is a way to win over the people. Well, this is a common routine in the national talent show of a "free country" in the previous life, and it is very useful.
Auspicious signs, to put it bluntly, are the same as Liu Bang's uprising by killing the white snake, giving himself a legitimate reason, and this is exactly the most important point, which can never be underestimated "The people's will" four words.
Xu Qian'an analyzed it in his mind and sent a letter:
[Qian Shoufu has the talent to govern the country. ]
[One: This is what the former Shoufu Wang Zhenwen meant. ]
[Three: Your Highness told me this? ]
[One: A sign of auspiciousness... I have thought about it and can't find a suitable idea. ]
You can't ask me this, I'm just a vulgar warrior... Xu Qian'an complained in his heart and made a suggestion:
[Let the spirit dragon carry your highness and fly over the capital? ]
[One: The people in the capital don't know the spirit dragon, and they are flirting with the blind. ]
[Three: I am proficient in animal control and can attract hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix. ]
As soon as he finished speaking, he denied this suggestion.
The capital is not the south, there is almost nothing in winter. What kind of birds? This winter is particularly cold, and many birds with high cold resistance have frozen to death.
Even if he works hard, the number of birds he can summon is limited. There is no point in making a small move, and it cannot highlight the ritual sense of the empress's coronation.
[Three: You hold the sword of state and fly a circle with the spirit dragon? ]
[One: Anyone with royal blood can hold the sword of state. Moreover, the eyesight of the people is limited. If you fly too high, you can't see it. If you fly too low, it will seem that I am grandstanding. ]
Huaiqing thought about the scene and felt it was too embarrassing.
Then you go to the sorcerers and Confucianists. They are fancy and fancy. I am just a vulgar warrior... Xu Qian'an frowned:
[Sorry, I can't do it. ]
[One: That's it! ]
In the imperial study, Huaiqing put down the fragments of the earth book and sighed softly.
Qian Qingshu in the hall said immediately:
"Your Highness, does Xu Yinluo have any ideas?"
He didn't recognize the fragment of the Earth Book, and thought it was a magical instrument used for communication in the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
Huaiqing shook his head slightly.
Left Censor Liu Hong said:
"If it doesn't work, you can ask Zhao Shou to show the dragon and phoenix singing in harmony when Your Highness ascends the throne."
The operation of auspicious signs is impossible for them, the civil officials, and they can only ask for help from extraordinary masters. Xu Qian'an can't do it, so he can only ask Zhao Shou.
Qian Qingshu pondered for a while and said:
"This method is okay, but the scene is a little lacking, and it is not deeply rooted in the hearts of the people."
Zhang Xingying rarely echoed the words of the Wang Party leader:
"Your Highness ascended the throne, and it was a feat that had never been seen in our dynasty. It is extraordinary. The more grand this auspicious sign is, the better."
What they want is the kind of auspicious sign that shocked the capital.
The civil officials searched through history books and learned from the operations of their predecessors. They found three methods in total. The harmony of dragon and phoenix was the best, but Huaiqing was still not satisfied.
Of course, if it was a natural phenomenon, there would be many ways, but the phenomenon did not mean auspiciousness.
In fact, most of the large-scale natural phenomena symbolize disasters.
For example, earthquakes, lightning and thunder, and blood-soaring into the sky...
........
The best auspicious sign is not that I carry you around the capital, and I am the most famous auspicious beast in Dafeng... Xu Qian'an complained while putting down the fragments of the book of the earth.
Suddenly, he smelled a burst of flower fragrance and the fresh breath of grass and trees.
Looking around in astonishment, the room had already changed. Mu Nanzhi was lying in a bush of flowers. Colorful flowers and green grass grew out of the bed and the quilt.
Growing out of the bathtub, the coffee table, the pillars, and all wooden furniture.
At this moment, Xu Qi'an suspected that he was not sitting in the bedroom, but in the greenhouse.
This, this is simply outrageous... Xu Qi'an was stunned.
To be honest, this ability is rare even in the extraordinary realm, and the spiritual essence of the flower god is so terrifying.
He was worrying about how to clean up the flowers and plants in the room, and suddenly he took out the fragments of the earth book again and started a private chat with Huai Qing:
[Your Highness, I have an idea that can make you ascend the throne with auspicious signs from heaven, which will be recorded in the history books. ]