Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 493

Good guy, if Lu Zixiu handles this matter well, will he be able to gain a firm foothold in the previous dynasty when he comes back?
This means that after coming back, after one or two years of seniority in the court, he can be directly promoted by His Majesty, and step into the ranks of third-rank officials, okay?

If he can be a little more ambitious, he can be like Liao Zhen, Zhu Sheng and others, like Liao Zhen, Zhu Sheng and others. He will gather three or five friends from the court and China to form a faction and a party by himself.

——Your Majesty is not interested in cultivating Lu Zixiu, he is clearly secretly building a team of princes for this old guy.

Gee.

The little girl smacked her lips silently, and slightly raised her chin towards the boy lying on the roof. The rain seemed to be a little lighter and slower. She heard the sound of the raindrops hitting the umbrella surface, as if it was weaker. Not a lot.

"If you don't get cheap there, you'll act like a good boy. I don't believe it. You won't see the meaning of His Majesty's move." Mu Daguo raised his eyes coldly, and Mo Junli smiled brightly at her when he heard the words: "I know, but How can this be?"

"He wants to form Lao Shizi's prince team, that's his business, not mine—I'm not prepared to take over such a big business as Qianping so early."

As for the throne, he really felt like vomiting in his previous life. If it was possible, he would even wish to let his father pass the unlucky ninety-five supreme position directly to his future son!
"Left and right, our old man is still young, so it's okay to work for a few more years." The boy said innocently.

"What's more, I saw that he has lost a lot of obsessions in this life, and his body is much stronger than before. At least he can sit on the throne for two to thirty years."

In this life, his mother no longer blamed him before she left, and their father and son no longer had the same estrangement as they did in the previous life, and Mu Guogong never died on the way back to Beijing after Dasheng. few.

His old man didn't have so many backlogged emotions in his heart, and when he was in a good mood, his body naturally became stronger.

Even though he has grown older in the past two years, and he is more or less blessed, his body is much better than in his previous life.

Therefore, it should not be a problem for such an old man to sit securely in that supreme position for a few more ten years.

Ahhh, this is joy.

Mo Junli was thinking joyfully, he was so happy that he almost took off the roof of the house, and the dust on the tiles mixed with rainwater turned into a slippery thin layer of mud. He loosened his elbows like this, almost shaking his body , slip off.

The young man grabbed hold of the roof in a hurry, and when Mu Xici saw this, his eyes couldn't help but slipped a thread of disgust.

She can see it, she shouldn't expect this old coward who eats soft food to have any ambition, two or thirty years...

His Majesty is forty-eight years old this year, and it is the age of knowing the destiny, let alone 30 or 20 years, and in another 70 years, their Majesty will be [-] to [-] years old.

Sixty sixties, seventy seventies, ordinary people are so old, they should have lived at home long ago, and he still wants to let His Majesty, the old man, continue to work hard on the unlucky throne?
The key point is that His Majesty doesn't want to be the emperor for so long.

Master Mu covered his face with his hands, saying that it is really rare to have both in this world.

Those who have the ability to sit firmly in the country do not want to be bound by that power;

This is very worrying.

The little girl sighed softly, and looked up at the rain clouds in the sky.

The clouds seemed to have thinned a lot, and there was not much rain left, so she simply put away the umbrella.

"If you want me to tell you that the old Mo's family gave birth to you, it's really black smoke from the ancestral grave." Mu Xici pulled the corners of his lips, spat mercilessly, and turned his face away slowly, "A Yan ,Will you be free tonight?"

"I want to go to Honglu Temple and see Sister Ye."

"She will probably encounter some dangers on her return journey this time. I want to write some talismans for her to save her life and ward off evil spirits."

She had quite a good feeling for the saint from northern Xinjiang who came from afar, and when she heard that she was leaving tomorrow, she couldn't help but feel a little bit reluctant to part with her.

She originally wanted to ask Yan Chuan to run for her, but after thinking about it, Yan Chuan was not a magician, so she might not be able to explain the purpose of those talismans.

In addition, Ye Zhifeng had to leave early in the morning to rush back to Hanze, and the next time the two of them will meet is still unknown, so they temporarily changed their minds and decided to visit Honglu Temple in person at night.

"It's easy to say if you're free, I'm coming to Haizheng to find you tonight." The young man responded again and again, nodding his head and pecking at the chicken, "However, Honglu Temple is a bit far away from here, Ah Ci , you have to be mentally prepared in advance."

Grand Master Mu responded with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of being tired."

"That's good." Mo Junli bent the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to scratch the few locks of hair on his temples that were pressed by the bamboo hat.

As soon as the autumn rain stopped, blue shadows were seen in the sky, the remaining thick clouds receded step by step, and the westward daylight folded a few thin lines of light on the mountain side.

The slightly cold light covered the bamboo hat, and the young man subconsciously looked up at the sunny sky, and the magnificent rainbow colors suddenly came into view, and he immediately stroked his hands excitedly: "Look, Ah Ci, there is a rainbow !"

"Where is it?" Mu Xici turned his eyes following the sound, and Mo Junli pointed at the sky above his head with open teeth and claws: "Over there, over there, did you see it?"

The young man twisted his body with a smile, and in his agitation, he accidentally completely let go of the strength of his arms holding on to the roof tiles, and the slippery mud immediately sent him off the roof.

Master Mu saw that the old guy who was lying on the roof "swish" and disappeared, and then there was a loud "bang" from behind her house.

"Hey-"

The water on the eaves trembled and trembled from the sound, and then broke free from the restraint of the roof tiles without hesitation, and smashed viciously on the young man's face. Mo Junli fell on his back, his head was so dazed that he couldn't remember for a while. To struggle to get up.

The sound finally alarmed Lingqin who was huddled in the house doing chores, and the little maid held on to the door frame and stretched out her head in a hurry.

Hearing the movement, she thought that her young lady had accidentally mixed up the gravel in the yard, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she met with Master Mu, who was still standing in the middle of the yard.

"Miss, are you okay?" Lingqin blinked her round eyes curiously, "What happened just now, do you want me to go over and have a look?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Mu Xici twitched the corners of his lips and smiled coolly, "It's just that a silly dog ​​accidentally fell off the roof because it failed to hold on to the roof tiles."

"It's not a big problem. I'll take a look later. You don't have to worry."

"Stupid dog?" Lingqin was stunned, and repeated after her in a daze, "Where did the silly dog ​​come from?"

"Who knows, just jumping up the wall and jumping up the roof..." The little girl spread her hands leisurely, "Maybe it was raised next door, and it ran out when no one was prepared."

"Oh, that's it." The little maid muttered thoughtfully, she retracted her head softly, since it wasn't an important matter, she didn't need to look at it—right now the most important thing is to clean the house.

"Well, you can go now." Master Mu, with his eyelashes downcast, walked to the back of the main house with his arms folded.

——She wants to take a good look at the silly dog ​​that fell.

　Counseling is probably not ready to be a human.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)