System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 428 Resentment for Women (19)

In the next few days, the emperor came to the National Teacher's Mansion every day, and Yan Ling instructed the emperor to practice some basic body training techniques. After practicing, the emperor felt much lighter in body.

Coupled with the elixir that I took recently, I feel younger, and I feel that my practice has played a role.

His attitude towards Yan Ling became even more respectful, thinking that she was a master of Taoism.

today,

Yan Ling gave the emperor some guidance as usual, but did not leave immediately. Instead, she left a message: "There is an earthquake in Liaocheng in the south. You must resettle the people as soon as possible. Don't wait until the situation develops before trying to save it. Those who cultivate immortality should do good deeds and accumulate virtue." It is also basic, and merit is also a part of spiritual practice.”

When the emperor heard this, he was also a little curious. Usually Yan Ling never talked about other things, but today he talked for such a long time. Could it be that there is really an earthquake in Liaocheng in the south?

In this era, there is no instrument that can detect earthquakes, and the imperial court can only try to appease and make up for it after the disaster occurs. However, with the development of this era, a natural disaster can cause countless deaths and injuries.

If it is really predictable, how many innocent people will be saved?

Emperor: "Is what the national teacher said true?"

Although the emperor doesn't care about government affairs, he still has to report important affairs in the court to him, and he will also pay attention to these matters. After all, no emperor really wants to be a fool.

Yan Ling: "Of course."

The emperor, who had always believed in the words of Yuan Lin, immediately believed him. During the morning of the next day, he began to arrange the transfer of the people in Liaocheng in the south.

Naturally, there were many objections from the ministers in the DPRK and China, because there was no warning, how could they transfer the people so violently based on just one person's words.

This is a waste of manpower and material resources!
Regardless of the objections of the ministers, the emperor insisted on going his own way, and immediately issued an order to transfer the people of Liaocheng in the south.

Naturally, there were a lot of complaints about this transfer. Not only the ministers of the court, but also the people of Liaocheng were very dissatisfied. They lived well and had fertile farmland at home. Why were they suddenly asked to transfer?Leave everything behind at home.

Yan Ling's National Teacher's Mansion also welcomed everyone to visit.

The emperor came to the Imperial Prefect's house frequently, and everyone could see it, and they also knew that the emperor obeyed the Imperial Preceptor's words. Now he suddenly said that he wanted to transfer the people of Liaocheng in the south. It was probably the Imperial Preceptor who said so.

Several ministers from the DPRK and China met and came to the National Teacher's Mansion, wanting to ask Yan Ling for an explanation.

The door of the Imperial Master's Mansion was closed, and there was no guard outside. Everyone could only knock on the door.

But after knocking for a long time, no one came to open the door.

The ministers were also a little impatient, how could they usually stand this kind of treatment, except for the emperor, who would dare to throw face at them, but a national teacher with no real power dared to treat them like this!
"Bang bang bang!"

Before they knocked again, they knocked on the door politely, but this time they slapped hard.

"Squeak~"

The door made a dull sound, but the person who opened the door was not an ordinary doorkeeper, but a swordsman dressed in black, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a cold face.

The swordsman was holding a long sword, and a sapphire was embedded in the hilt. The blackness of the blue complemented the depth of the swordsman's eyes.

"What to do?" He frowned and said impatiently.

A minister: "Why do you care so much, why don't you report it to the national teacher quickly, and say that the court..."

"You are the number one swordsman in the world, Shen Guiyuan!" His words were interrupted by another minister.

However, he didn't have time to get angry, but was startled by the minister's words. The number one swordsman in the world, Shen Guiyuan, was very famous, but he had never seen it before.

But how could such a number one in the world come to the National Teacher's Mansion as a door boy?

"Impossible, how is it possible..."

"Why did Shen Guiyuan come here to open the door..."

"Master Li, have you admitted your mistake..."

The swordsman has nothing, and this group of people has already started to refute themselves.

The swordsman's eyes were calm: "I am Shen Guiyuan, but I am not the best swordsman in the world. There are people with better swordsmanship than me."

Everyone didn’t believe it: “Who is it?”

Shen Guiyuan's title of number one swordsman in the world has been passed down for many years, and no one has ever heard of anyone defeating him.

Shen Guiyuan: "National Master."

After saying that, he closed the door directly.

Before everyone outside had time to question whether his words were correct, they immediately rushed to the door and continued knocking.

"Quickly open the door, we want to see the national teacher! I have something important to say!"

Shen Guiyuan coldly dropped two words: "No see."

Yan Ling was sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, wearing white clothes with auspicious clouds embroidered with gold thread, and still covering her face with white gauze.

He didn't want others to see the appearance of this body, because he didn't want to cause trouble for the original owner's future life. It would be easy for Yan Ling to leave without leaving any traces.

The original owner does not have to worry about how he should live or how he should live as a national master.

Shen Guiyuan turned around and came to the shore of the lake. He jumped up and flew across the lake. His lightness skills seemed to be very good.

"Are you still eating?"

When Shen Guiyuan said these words, his whole face was twitching. It was quite by chance that he met Yan Ling. While chasing down several gangsters, he happened to run into Yan Ling who was robbed.

Those guys didn't have a good eye, they thought Yan Ling was just a weak woman, so they wanted to rob and bully her.

Unexpectedly, they encountered a tough fight. Before Shen Guiyuan could take action, Yan Ling took a branch and beat them until they knelt down and begged for mercy.

Although the weapon was a branch, Shen Guiyuan could tell that it was a kind of profound and powerful swordsmanship.

As a sword idiot, Shen Guiyuan clearly realized that his sword skills were not as good as the woman in front of him, and since then he has been pestering Yan Ling, wanting to compete with her for advice.

Yan Ling took the man directly to the National Teacher's Mansion to guard the door for her.

Originally, in Shen Guiyuan's mind, Yan Ling should be a peerless master who doesn't care about worldly affairs, coupled with his white clothes and clear eyes, he is even more like a refined fairy.

Every time the emperor came to visit, Yan Ling also looked like an outsider, with an attitude of being out of the world.

The things she showed made Shen Guiyuan, who originally thought she was just a master of swordsmanship, even more impressed.

however……

Now lying in the living room, the one who has no image and keeps eating snacks is the real face of Yan Ling.

Yan Ling picked up the snow-white brocade handkerchief on the table, wiped off the remaining food residue on her hands, swallowed the food in her mouth and said, "Are they here? Did they hit anyone?"

"No, but it's almost time to do it."

"That's fine."

As long as you can bear it, it's fine.

Shen Guiyuan frowned: "Why do you want the emperor to transfer the people of Liaocheng in the south? Ministers and people will definitely not agree."

(End of this chapter)