Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

The army went out to fight, and the court became quiet for a while, as everyone was eagerly looking forward to seeing the cute little white girl.

All struggles are for the sake of interests. Once there are sufficient resources, most of the conflicts will be alleviated.

So for a while the ministers stopped being sarcastic and stopped fighting by pulling each other’s collars.

The emperor no longer had to think about finding a corrupt official to confiscate his property and force resource redistribution every day.

However, a wave of discussion has just started among the people. Today, it is said that Japan is full of silver mines. You don’t need to mine the silver, you just need to bend down and pick it up.

Tomorrow someone will come out mysteriously again, saying that Liu Xian cast a spell on the soldiers, making them invulnerable to swords and guns, and that their bodies are poisonous, so the Japanese soldiers will die with just a spit from them.

Why? Liu Xian is a snake demon, so how could she not be very poisonous!

After hearing this rumor from Bai Suzhen, even Ling Xiao was silent for a while.

If she didn't know that the body prepared for her by that little bitch from Fang Tiandao was an albino rat snake.

The system sighed: "No wonder most of the four great masterpieces appeared in the Ming Dynasty. This is because they have a mass base."

After saying that, he slipped away in a flash, pretending to go and see what happened to his three minions.

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It is autumn now, and although the weather is still hot, people have already started sewing autumn clothes.

The Eastern Palace has a stable status, and its food, clothing and other expenses are the highest among all the palaces after the Emperor and Empress, so naturally no one dares to neglect it.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao's first wife, Chang, passed away in the 11th year of Hongwu.

The one who is in charge of the Eastern Palace now is Concubine Lu. Although Lu has two sons, her family background is far inferior to that of Concubine Yuan.

Moreover, Concubine Chang's son Zhu Xiongying was almost certain to be the crown prince, but he was not canonized because of his young age.

Therefore, the Lu family did not dare to take any advantage of Zhu Xiongying.

On this day, this season's furs, clothing, spices, jade and jewelry were delivered to Zhu Xiongying's residence like water.

The noise was too loud, so Zhu Xiongying, who was flipping through a book on the sickbed, asked a few questions. When he learned that someone was delivering something, he nodded and said nothing more.

However, the eunuch who was serving wanted to please his master, so he added:

"Your Highness, you don't know that there weren't originally that many. His Majesty was concerned about you, so he personally selected a batch of good tribute items and sent them to Your Highness."

A look of joy flashed across Zhu Xiongying's eyes. Although the Emperor was very busy, he was very kind.

Suddenly, he felt an uncontrollable itch in his throat and couldn't stop coughing, which frightened the palace maids so much that some brought water, some brought medicine, and some even wanted to call for the imperial physician.

When the itchiness subsided a little, Zhu Xiongying asked everyone to return to their seats, and saw that everyone still had expressions of shock on their faces.

I am afraid they will be cautious again. Zhu Xiongying felt helpless and ordered:

"Grandpa Emperor is very kind-hearted. Please bring the good things you gave me so I can see them."

Soon, a wide variety of rare and precious items were placed on the display. Zhu Xiongying had been favored since childhood, and with the support of his in-laws, there was nothing he had not seen.

The eunuchs and palace maids presented things to him one by one, and he just looked at them. Suddenly, his eyes fell on a crystal clear seven-hole jade flute.

Seeing that the master seemed to be interested in the jade flute, the serving palace servant raised his hand and asked someone to come closer, pointing at the jade flute and said:

"Your Highness has a good eye. This jade flute is not only made of excellent material and has a clear sound, but it is also an antique from at least a thousand years ago. It is rare that it is well preserved and can still be played."

"Oh, show it to me."

Zhu Xiongying took the jade flute and for some reason felt as if it was familiar to him. He liked it as soon as he saw it and almost couldn't put it down.

"I remember Grandpa Huang once appreciated various musical scores. There should be a flute score among them. Find it and give it to me."

Old Zhu, who came from a peasant family, had a simple wish for the cultural quality of his descendants. He was proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, painting, classics, history, and literature!

So even if Zhu Xiongying had never learned to play the flute, he definitely had some flute music.

How could anyone else disobey? Zhu Xiongying played with the jade flute, his young face filled with joy.

Seeing this, he touched his chin silently. Before this, Jinghuan was his most ideal host.

With various love skills, he can definitely dominate all kinds of palace fighting and house fighting scenes.

Unfortunately, today's system is no longer the same as yesterday's system. It has changed!

With a sharing heart, find the host and invite her to watch it together.

Late at night, the bedroom was quiet. The palace maids who served at night were sleeping soundly, with only a few dim candles lit everywhere.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly woke up and wanted to drink water. When he was about to call the palace servants, he saw something glowing on the Duobao Pavilion!

Moreover, the palace servants who were supposed to keep an eye on their master at all times did not get up at the first moment.

Something is wrong.

The next second, he yawned naturally, closed his eyes, turned over, and seemed to fall asleep again.

The light from the jade flute paused for a moment, and the audience member Ling Xiao was amused: "This kid reacts quickly."

When you can't tell friend from foe and have no idea of ​​the situation, playing dumb is a good idea.

Inside the hall, Zhu Xiongying closed his eyes, but his mind was extremely clear. He had never heard the beating of his own heart so clearly.

At the same time, a soft sigh sounded, like the low tones of a flute.

A soft white light flashed by, and the woman, dressed in a simple top and skirt, looked dignified and elegant, with her black hair half-tied with a jade ring.

"Don't be afraid, grandson. I mean no harm..." The woman then introduced herself as the daughter of Duke Mu of Qin, Princess Nongyu.

Zhu Xiongying, who could no longer pretend, sat up with a gleam in his eyes. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "The Princess Nongyu in the legend of Nongyu riding a phoenix is ​​actually a child?"

"Are you really Princess Nanyue? But didn't you ascend to heaven with Xiao Shi?"

The woman shook her head slowly, a trace of sadness flashing across her delicate and elegant face:

"It's just a rumor spread by the world. The path to immortality is so difficult. There are obstacles at every step along the long road. I can only be called a Qigong practitioner, far from being qualified to ascend to heaven."

"The spiritual energy in the world is gradually running low. Xiao Shi made a mistake and failed. My mind was severely damaged and I have been sleeping ever since..."

Next, "Princess Nongyu" narrated that her soul was dormant in the magic jade flute. She felt that the world was about to change and she would die if she did not wake up, so she woke up.

When Zhu Xiongying heard this, an idea suddenly occurred to him:

"Will there be many people in the same situation as you who will wake up?"

After asking this question, Ling Xiao and the system high-fived each other. Yeah, the origins of "Liu Xian" were finally cleared, and the same went for the other two undercover agents.

Seeing this, the system closed the screen and laughed to death. With his rich experience, he could guess the next plot.