The host of fast travel, she always rolls over

Chapter 117 The short-lived darling of heaven (39)

Hearing what he said, Jun Anzhi had a strange look on his face, he never thought that the future emperor's understanding would be no worse than those cultivators like them.

If this guy doesn't become an emperor and enters the path of spiritual practice, his achievements may not be too low.

At least it won't be worse than her...

"This is fine." Jun Anzhi readily agreed.

With one matter on his mind, Jun Anzhi raised his arms and stretched himself.

"He's so tired." Looking at the time, he felt that he could go back to sleep for a while.

"Master Dao, I'll take you back." Zuo Qing received the wink from his prince, and immediately greeted Junan Zhidao courteously.

The corner of Jun Anzhi's mouth ticked, "Okay!"

She was not in a hurry to get away, she still had to go back to Shengjing with Jing Zhao to see what she could gain.

……

Early in the morning, Jun Anzhi was summoned to the main tent by Jing Zhao again.

"The war is not over yet, so I have to offend the Taoist priest to live here." Jing Zhao didn't ask Jun Anzhi if he wanted to leave, and kept her directly.

"This..." Jun Anzhi looked embarrassed and pretended to hesitate.

"Taoist Priest, you have nothing to do anyway, so just stay here. I'm afraid something like yesterday will happen again, and then the prince won't know where to find you..."

A young man who looked like a scholar in the tent said with a smile.

At this time, Jun Anzhi realized that there was such a person in the tent, which made her raise her eyebrows in surprise.

"That's fine, Pindao has nothing to do recently." Jun Anzhi had no choice but to say this.

"Master Taoist, please take a seat. This is Military Advisor Xiaoran." Jing Zhao introduced the identity of the book to Jun Anzhi while checking the newly handed document from the soldier.

Jun Anzhi looked confused and nodded to Xiaoran.

For this person to invite herself to sit, she doesn't know why this person has already achieved his goal, but still wants to stay here.

"It's the latest news from Beijing." Seventeen didn't even report it, and directly opened the account.

"How are you doing?" Jing Zhao took the letter and asked with his head lowered.

"Your Excellency is going to marry a daughter, and King Rui has asked Yao Jin for a marriage, and we will get married in the first month of next year." Seventeen stated what happened in Beijing with no expression on his face.

"How is Your Majesty?" When mentioning his father, Jing Zhao's face was indifferent, as if mentioning a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

"Your Majesty..." Shi Qi looked up hesitantly at the man sitting on the desk.

"Your Majesty favors Concubine Tao, for her sake, the moon-watching platform has been built..."

Regarding the absurd things done to Concubine Tao today, the people of the entire Yunlong Kingdom are numb...

"How is his health?" Hearing Shi Qi's report, Jing Zhao continued to write quickly without even moving his eyelashes.

"According to the news from the palace, the medicines that His Majesty takes are getting more intensive every day. Usually, one medicine is taken every three days, but now it has been shortened to one medicine every day."

"One pill a day?" After hearing the news, Jing Zhao's hand holding the pen paused and continued to write as if nothing had happened.

"Yes." Shi Qi didn't dare to look at Wang Ye's face anymore, he lowered his head.

After Jun Anzhi heard Shi Qi's series of answers, his expression was confused.

Hearing Jingrui's name, her heart felt inexplicably agitated, which made her feel uncomfortable frequently.

Could it be that the original owner's soul hasn't left yet?

As for the emperor mentioned by the latter two, she didn't care at all, and she would not be surprised by anything that the faint king did.

What she cares about is... Peach Concubine?
"Prince, Concubine Tao, who is this?"

Since they were not shy about mentioning these secrets in front of themselves, Jun Anzhi asked them politely and generously.

"This..." Shiqi glanced at Jing Zhao tentatively, seeing that he lowered his head and did not respond.

He then said: "Concubine Tao is the emperor's new beauty two years ago. Because she was born with a strange fragrance, she was named 'Peach'"

"Born with a strange fragrance?" Jun Anzhi lowered his eyes.

"Does the Taoist priest have any opinions?" Jing Zhao looked at Jun Anzhi and asked.

"There is no poor way." Jun Anzhi shook his head.

Even if she had some kind of suspicion in her heart, she would not say it out, after all, she had not met Concubine Tao, so she had no proof.

"The Taoist priest will go back to the capital with us, and we will meet the peach concubine for a while?"

Jun Anzhi: ... When did I promise you that I would follow you back to Beijing?
This guy thinks too much, too bossy, right?

But she endured it anyway, because she suspected that the "Peach Concubine" was most likely the goblin who came out of Taoshan.

Therefore, Jing Zhao's proposal of returning to Beijing was not rejected.

"How is the cultivation of the national teacher?" Jun Anzhi looked at the monk who was sitting quietly and closed his eyes and asked.

"The national teacher...is a member of the Taoist sect." The monk looked a little puzzled.

This is equivalent to not saying anything, Jun Anzhi will not say anything more.

In the tent, it became quiet for a while.

"When it comes to the national teacher, I know a little bit." After a while, Jing Zhao's voice sounded leisurely.

"The Imperial Master... comes from a Taoist sect. Speaking of which, Shengde and he are from the same sect..."

"Same sect?" Jun Anzhi frowned, remembering the Taoist priest who appeared 50 years ago.

Is this guy, like himself, "spreading branches and leaves" in this world?
What she taught was the righteous method of Taoism, but that guy taught the evil method?

Thinking that I have accepted a large number of qualified disciples in only two years, that Taoist priest does not know how long he has been in this world, and how many monsters like the national teacher he has taught...

The veins on Jun Anzhi's forehead twitched, she wanted to kill someone!

Everything is one step behind others, so how can she live?
Jing Zhao, who had been paying attention to her expression all the time, saw Jun Anzhi's irritable appearance, and a smear of ink turned in his black eyes, which quickly disappeared.

This Taoist priest really knew something.

For example, the weird Taoist priest he met when he was young...

"Yes, I saw a strange Taoist priest when I was young. The person he had with him at that time was the National Master."

Jun Anzhi looked at the man, and when his eyes mentioned the national teacher, even though he concealed it very well, the murderous look in his eyes overflowed a little bit.

This man has a grudge against the national teacher!
Jun Anzhi was quite surprised by this discovery.

"My lord, when I was young, I met a weird Taoist priest? Why is he so strange?"

Jun Anzhi heard that even Jing Zhao had met, and her bad premonition became stronger again.

The Taoist priest was still there 50 years ago, but Jing Zhao...he was only 25-[-], when he was young...

About 20 years ago? The Taoist priest was still there 20 years ago?

This is really bad news.

"When I was six years old, I strayed into a palace in Lenggong because of my playfulness. I met that Taoist..."

Jing Zhao's eyes were dark, as if he was thinking of some not-so-good memories.

"What is he doing?" Jun Anzhi couldn't help but ask.

It's not that she likes to expose people's scars, but that she must know more about that Taoist priest.

"I'm making meat sauce." Jing Zhao closed his eyes, and his complexion turned ugly.

"Human flesh..." The corners of Jun Anzhi's mouth twitched, she thought of that scene very vividly.

I felt the acid in my stomach rising up.

"He put all the women in that palace on a big millstone, with a sledgehammer on top, and if the hammer flattened someone, they would be thrown into the millstone..."

"Ugh!" Zuo Qing couldn't help but spit it out first.

(End of this chapter)