Chapter 140
Emperor Zhang Jing
Chapter 140 The Emperor Returns to Beijing
Officiant is the believer's name for the person who serves the gods.
In ancient times, in some spirit kingdoms, there was the post of priest.
It means "the person who is closest to the gods".
Until now, some small tribes in the southern wilderness who believe in totems still retain the title of officiant.
And those female voices who called Ke'er as the priest.
There is no doubt that they are the voters who are far below the kingdom of God under the seabed of the North Sea.
Between them and Ke'er, a bridge was built through incense.
So the little maid can hear their voices.
After Jiangnan's explanation, Ke'er nodded with a vague understanding.
She still doesn't have a clear understanding of the concepts of incense, believers, voters, etc.
She could only respond gently to the voices in her head.
Then, go to cook.
Even though her personality has been sublimated under the transformation of Qing Deng, in her eyes, she is still just a maid in the south of the Yangtze River.
Then, a curl of cooking smoke rose from the dining room.
Jiang Nan was sitting in the courtyard basking in the sun, and Qingluo was gone, wandering around, as if she had returned to the beginning.
It's just that there are other people, so it's not so easy and comfortable.
For example, the spies outside Xiuyi Mansion.
Just when the cloud of scourge gathered, countless people hid in their houses.
But not the spies.
As the eyes and ears of the master, most of them are not high-level, but they are proficient in disguise and tracking, and they can detect as much news as possible.
So even when the cloud of scourge shrouded, these conscientious workers still paid close attention to the development of the matter.
As expected, the terrifying coercion of the Three Calamities of God shocked them greatly.
There were even a few who were not so solid, they rolled their eyes and passed out.
The rest of the people are also in lingering fear.
They would never have imagined that carrying out missions within the Great Xia capital would one day turn into a dangerous job...
Because of this, the news spread from these spies to the ears of the adults in the court.
After this incident, all the adults in the court felt a little more awe of the newly promoted Lord Marquis.
In their eyes, Jiangnan has become a hot iron.
It's best not to touch it.
Anyway, it was the Ministry of Criminal Justice who died, and it didn't have much to do with them.
But there was only one person who was already furious.
Wanyi Palace, study room.
On the desk, there is a letter.
The ink is still wet, so it should have been written not long ago.
On it, it recorded the scourge of the Embroidery Mansion just now.
The second prince who got the news dispersed all the attendants.
Lock yourself in the study alone.
Even Jixiang, the closest official, is no exception.
Many servants also thought that the second prince was upset and did not dare to disturb him in the slightest.
But in fact, it was true that the second prince was angry.
The door can be locked, but for another reason.
At this time, in the study, there was obviously only the second prince alone, but another old voice sounded in the void.
"This person is extremely dangerous. If you don't get rid of him, he will be a stumbling block on your way to the throne sooner or later!"
Hearing the words, the second prince let out a long mouthful of turbid air, and his eyes were venomous: "I'm so old, how dare you say that?"
"If it wasn't for your bewitching, how could I have taken action against that Jiangnan?"
"Why did you lose Sun Chuyang, a pawn buried in the Ministry of Punishment?"
The voice sneered, "If you have nothing in mind, why would you listen to what the old man says?"
"The old man and you have long been grasshoppers on the same rope. This is the reason why the so-called lips are dead and teeth are cold!"
After a pause, he said faintly: "The situation is critical now, but if you are willing to follow the old man's advice, getting rid of that Jiangnan is just a matter of effort."
Like the ravings of an evil ghost, the voice was seductive: "Lend your body and soul to this old man, and this old man will help you suppress Jiangnan and rule the world. Isn't it a matter of the best of both worlds?"
The second prince snorted coldly,
"dream!"
"The throne of Great Xia, this palace is bound to win!"
"As for Jiangnan, it is a serious crime to kill an official of the imperial court. When the father returns to Beijing, it will be the time for him to be punished!"
The old voice laughed, and a wisp of black mist protruded from the cuff of the second prince, condensing into a face.
It pressed against the eyes of the second prince, and said mockingly: "Tang Yu, do you really think that your father will punish Jiangnan?"
Being called by his first name, the second prince was even more unhappy, and said coldly: "Great Xia's law is there, is it possible that the father will still favor an outsider?"
That strange face gave a strange smile, but he didn't say any more.
It turned into black smoke again, and got into the second prince's sleeve robe.
No sound.
The second prince's face became more and more gloomy.
But he still believed that when the emperor came back, he would investigate Jiangnan's crimes.
Even if the death penalty is exempt, it is impossible for him to stay in the capital.
Time passed slowly.
In a blink of an eye, it was another three days.
The sky was clear that day, and the entire city was under the sun, reflecting a golden light.
Wang Chunyun has returned.
He heard what Jiangnan had done, and immediately ran to Luoqi Courtyard.
"Brother Jiang, you are truly an outlaw!"
Jiang Nan waved his hand: "Thank you!"
Wang Chunyun's expression froze, "I didn't praise you anymore..."
"However, you can still get away with it after beheading the fourth-rank official of the imperial court. You are the only one who has established the country for thousands of years."
After a pause, he sighed faintly, "At first I thought I was already the most stupid person in Xiuyi Mansion, but I didn't expect to be compared with you, but I was nothing but a big fool..."
While talking, Ke'er walked through the courtyard with a broom.
She moved her finger lightly, and the dead branches and rotten leaves in the courtyard were blown up by a breeze and slowly gathered into a ball.
Seeing this scene, Wang Chunyun was stunned.
He can naturally see that this is a technique.
Didn't Jiang Nan say that this girl is a maid sent by the Ministry of Rites?
When did the Ministry of Rites train maids and teach practice?
But he hadn't had time to ask.
Then I saw a very thin flame spit out from Ke'er's mouth, igniting all the filth and turning it into ashes.
After finishing everything, the little maid's pale face was covered with beads of sweat.
Even if they are sublimated by the green lantern, they have the same qualifications as the chosen people in the Kingdom of God to practice supernatural powers.
However, her body couldn't bear the continuous use of the two skills of exhaling wind and exhaling flames.
However, this is quite astonishing.
At the beginning, Jiangnan just had a whim—since the chosen people of the Kingdom of God can practice his supernatural powers, can they also do it?
So he tried to teach it.
But I didn't expect that after the girl was transformed by the green lantern, she would be able to perform like a cat and a tiger just by seeing Jiangnan perform it once.
Although it is still immature and has little power, it has already planted seedlings, and the future can be expected.
In time, he will surely become Jiangnan's capable thug.
In Wang Chunyun's eyes, he has seen this unique flame countless times.
"Brother Jiang... This... Isn't this your Taoism?"
Jiang Nan gave the little maid an encouraging look, and the latter's pale face became energetic again.
Then, Jiangnan looked at Wang Chunyun: "That's right, Ke'er seems to have the qualifications in this area."
Wang Chunyun swallowed, but did not speak.
He didn't know the matter of electors and personalities, so naturally he only thought that Ke'er really had the aptitude for cultivation.
Can't help looking at Jiangnan with some envy.
This guy is so lucky, the tea room is equipped with a maid who can be a one-in-a-kind cultivator...
While the two were chatting, a cry suddenly came from the sky.
Jiang Nan looked up.
Under the dazzling sunlight, nine huge golden luan flapped its wings, covering the sky and the sun.
Behind Jiuluan is a resplendent chariot and horse, on which the flag of Great Xia flutters in the wind!
Jiuluan Golden Chariot - This is the emperor's car!
For a moment, everyone in the capital raised their heads with respectful expressions.
——Da Xia Zi, back!
(End of this chapter)
Officiant is the believer's name for the person who serves the gods.
In ancient times, in some spirit kingdoms, there was the post of priest.
It means "the person who is closest to the gods".
Until now, some small tribes in the southern wilderness who believe in totems still retain the title of officiant.
And those female voices who called Ke'er as the priest.
There is no doubt that they are the voters who are far below the kingdom of God under the seabed of the North Sea.
Between them and Ke'er, a bridge was built through incense.
So the little maid can hear their voices.
After Jiangnan's explanation, Ke'er nodded with a vague understanding.
She still doesn't have a clear understanding of the concepts of incense, believers, voters, etc.
She could only respond gently to the voices in her head.
Then, go to cook.
Even though her personality has been sublimated under the transformation of Qing Deng, in her eyes, she is still just a maid in the south of the Yangtze River.
Then, a curl of cooking smoke rose from the dining room.
Jiang Nan was sitting in the courtyard basking in the sun, and Qingluo was gone, wandering around, as if she had returned to the beginning.
It's just that there are other people, so it's not so easy and comfortable.
For example, the spies outside Xiuyi Mansion.
Just when the cloud of scourge gathered, countless people hid in their houses.
But not the spies.
As the eyes and ears of the master, most of them are not high-level, but they are proficient in disguise and tracking, and they can detect as much news as possible.
So even when the cloud of scourge shrouded, these conscientious workers still paid close attention to the development of the matter.
As expected, the terrifying coercion of the Three Calamities of God shocked them greatly.
There were even a few who were not so solid, they rolled their eyes and passed out.
The rest of the people are also in lingering fear.
They would never have imagined that carrying out missions within the Great Xia capital would one day turn into a dangerous job...
Because of this, the news spread from these spies to the ears of the adults in the court.
After this incident, all the adults in the court felt a little more awe of the newly promoted Lord Marquis.
In their eyes, Jiangnan has become a hot iron.
It's best not to touch it.
Anyway, it was the Ministry of Criminal Justice who died, and it didn't have much to do with them.
But there was only one person who was already furious.
Wanyi Palace, study room.
On the desk, there is a letter.
The ink is still wet, so it should have been written not long ago.
On it, it recorded the scourge of the Embroidery Mansion just now.
The second prince who got the news dispersed all the attendants.
Lock yourself in the study alone.
Even Jixiang, the closest official, is no exception.
Many servants also thought that the second prince was upset and did not dare to disturb him in the slightest.
But in fact, it was true that the second prince was angry.
The door can be locked, but for another reason.
At this time, in the study, there was obviously only the second prince alone, but another old voice sounded in the void.
"This person is extremely dangerous. If you don't get rid of him, he will be a stumbling block on your way to the throne sooner or later!"
Hearing the words, the second prince let out a long mouthful of turbid air, and his eyes were venomous: "I'm so old, how dare you say that?"
"If it wasn't for your bewitching, how could I have taken action against that Jiangnan?"
"Why did you lose Sun Chuyang, a pawn buried in the Ministry of Punishment?"
The voice sneered, "If you have nothing in mind, why would you listen to what the old man says?"
"The old man and you have long been grasshoppers on the same rope. This is the reason why the so-called lips are dead and teeth are cold!"
After a pause, he said faintly: "The situation is critical now, but if you are willing to follow the old man's advice, getting rid of that Jiangnan is just a matter of effort."
Like the ravings of an evil ghost, the voice was seductive: "Lend your body and soul to this old man, and this old man will help you suppress Jiangnan and rule the world. Isn't it a matter of the best of both worlds?"
The second prince snorted coldly,
"dream!"
"The throne of Great Xia, this palace is bound to win!"
"As for Jiangnan, it is a serious crime to kill an official of the imperial court. When the father returns to Beijing, it will be the time for him to be punished!"
The old voice laughed, and a wisp of black mist protruded from the cuff of the second prince, condensing into a face.
It pressed against the eyes of the second prince, and said mockingly: "Tang Yu, do you really think that your father will punish Jiangnan?"
Being called by his first name, the second prince was even more unhappy, and said coldly: "Great Xia's law is there, is it possible that the father will still favor an outsider?"
That strange face gave a strange smile, but he didn't say any more.
It turned into black smoke again, and got into the second prince's sleeve robe.
No sound.
The second prince's face became more and more gloomy.
But he still believed that when the emperor came back, he would investigate Jiangnan's crimes.
Even if the death penalty is exempt, it is impossible for him to stay in the capital.
Time passed slowly.
In a blink of an eye, it was another three days.
The sky was clear that day, and the entire city was under the sun, reflecting a golden light.
Wang Chunyun has returned.
He heard what Jiangnan had done, and immediately ran to Luoqi Courtyard.
"Brother Jiang, you are truly an outlaw!"
Jiang Nan waved his hand: "Thank you!"
Wang Chunyun's expression froze, "I didn't praise you anymore..."
"However, you can still get away with it after beheading the fourth-rank official of the imperial court. You are the only one who has established the country for thousands of years."
After a pause, he sighed faintly, "At first I thought I was already the most stupid person in Xiuyi Mansion, but I didn't expect to be compared with you, but I was nothing but a big fool..."
While talking, Ke'er walked through the courtyard with a broom.
She moved her finger lightly, and the dead branches and rotten leaves in the courtyard were blown up by a breeze and slowly gathered into a ball.
Seeing this scene, Wang Chunyun was stunned.
He can naturally see that this is a technique.
Didn't Jiang Nan say that this girl is a maid sent by the Ministry of Rites?
When did the Ministry of Rites train maids and teach practice?
But he hadn't had time to ask.
Then I saw a very thin flame spit out from Ke'er's mouth, igniting all the filth and turning it into ashes.
After finishing everything, the little maid's pale face was covered with beads of sweat.
Even if they are sublimated by the green lantern, they have the same qualifications as the chosen people in the Kingdom of God to practice supernatural powers.
However, her body couldn't bear the continuous use of the two skills of exhaling wind and exhaling flames.
However, this is quite astonishing.
At the beginning, Jiangnan just had a whim—since the chosen people of the Kingdom of God can practice his supernatural powers, can they also do it?
So he tried to teach it.
But I didn't expect that after the girl was transformed by the green lantern, she would be able to perform like a cat and a tiger just by seeing Jiangnan perform it once.
Although it is still immature and has little power, it has already planted seedlings, and the future can be expected.
In time, he will surely become Jiangnan's capable thug.
In Wang Chunyun's eyes, he has seen this unique flame countless times.
"Brother Jiang... This... Isn't this your Taoism?"
Jiang Nan gave the little maid an encouraging look, and the latter's pale face became energetic again.
Then, Jiangnan looked at Wang Chunyun: "That's right, Ke'er seems to have the qualifications in this area."
Wang Chunyun swallowed, but did not speak.
He didn't know the matter of electors and personalities, so naturally he only thought that Ke'er really had the aptitude for cultivation.
Can't help looking at Jiangnan with some envy.
This guy is so lucky, the tea room is equipped with a maid who can be a one-in-a-kind cultivator...
While the two were chatting, a cry suddenly came from the sky.
Jiang Nan looked up.
Under the dazzling sunlight, nine huge golden luan flapped its wings, covering the sky and the sun.
Behind Jiuluan is a resplendent chariot and horse, on which the flag of Great Xia flutters in the wind!
Jiuluan Golden Chariot - This is the emperor's car!
For a moment, everyone in the capital raised their heads with respectful expressions.
——Da Xia Zi, back!
(End of this chapter)