big master, big liar

After a few days like this, a few days ago, the palace ushered in the Longevity Banquet.

This thing was also made by Ji Hui first. A few days ago, he chose a day to issue invitations, inviting the celestial masters in the Zhaxing Pavilion and the loyal officials of the court to have a feast, make green poems, and give away pills. Sometimes these celestial masters offer some imaginary auspicious signs.

Some veterans with stubborn tempers and upright natures thought it was a farce and said they were sick at home.And there are also some people who will take this opportunity to write a few more lines, talking about Buddhism, Taoism, ghosts and gods, and win favor in front of Ji Hui.

The latter is always more than the former.

Ji Hui doesn't care about other people's complaints. In fact, he has always had such an indifferent attitude. Most of the affairs in the court are left to the ministers. He doesn't ask who takes profit, who devotes all his energy, and who is exhausted.

Sometimes Song Xuan felt that Ji Hui didn't seem to intend to leave a better reputation in a hundred years.

No one knew what the emperor, who had been obsessed with the fragrance of pills and medicines for more than [-] years, really wanted.

Closer to home, this time at the Longevity Banquet, Song Xuan and Song Xuan were impressively in line, even very close to the main seat. Among the robes of the officials and the inner heavenly masters, the white clothes of him and Fang Qiutang stood out, making people No one could guess what Ji Hui was thinking.

And that Feng Wenzi was sitting at the top. When he appeared in front of everyone, he lost his arrogance at all, but the spirit was still there, and he had a rather upright face and a long beard. He really looks a little bit jealous like Qiu Tianshi.

I think those folk rumors are also fabricated by looking at the faces.

After the crowd made several rounds of Qingci, Ji Hui smiled and asked Feng Wenzi: "Didn't you say at the beginning that you have something strange to tell me?"

Song Xuan understood a little when he heard the words, and even Fang Qiutang curled his lips: "I'm afraid the mad fly is trying to be a demon."

Feng Wenzi shook his sleeves: "It's not something interesting, it shouldn't be mentioned on such a happy day."

Song Xuan was listening to Feng Wenzi's words at the bottom, but suddenly he consciously felt two gazes coming from a higher position.

Not Ji Hui, not Feng Wenzi.

Want to know who it is.

Song Xuan pursed his lips, looked over, and the crown prince Ji Yunyi raised his glass to him, showing a cold smile.

But Ji Yunxi just looked at him silently, his eyes seemed to be hot red hooks, and Song Xuan couldn't sit still, his face turned red and turned pale.

The rumorer saw it and thought that Song Xuan was afraid, so he said more confidently: "It's just that this matter is really evil, and the poor Taoist has no choice but to disturb the ears of the Holy One."

"Teacher please tell me."

Ji Hui smiled, and took a sip of wine slowly. He could clearly see everyone's performance from his position, and couldn't help showing a hint of interest like watching a good show.

"A few days ago, there was an extra vicious dog in the Zhaixing Pavilion. The vicious dog was very vicious. It bit anyone and injured many guards. Its vicious appearance was comparable to that of a tiger." Feng Wenzi frowned. Distressed. "Those palace people couldn't do it, so they went to the poor Taoist, hoping that the poor Taoist could do something to subdue this vicious dog."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Ji asked with a smile. "I've never heard of it."

"Exactly," that Feng Wenzi became more impassioned when he saw that all the officials were listening attentively. "Pindao originally wanted to take action, but he didn't think that the vicious dog had an owner. Not to mention the brutality of the dog, it was arrogant and unreasonable. It injured several guards that day. If it wasn't for Pindao's protection, I'm afraid it would kill someone .”

Fang Qiutang was dumbfounded when he heard it: "This old boy is a talent who turns black and white, even a dog can say that he is so passionate."

Song Xuandao: "Don't you feel familiar with his talking routine?"

Fang Qiutang thought for a while, and said with a hammer: "So he can't be a storyteller, right? This is almost as fast as Wu Song's fighting a tiger."

Song Xuan laughed.

Sure enough, most of the liars in the world look the same, such as Feng Wenzi's scaremongering, embellishment, and three-point strangeness are very dangerous, and they can be regarded as the housekeeping skills of liars.

Feng Wenzi above was talking: "The owner of that dog is Mr. Song who recently moved into Zhaixing Pavilion."

The crowd was in an uproar.

They had heard long ago that Mr. Song Xuansong, who had just appeared in Zhaixing Pavilion, was favored by the emperor.

It's no secret that Ji Hui's next confidant of the Celestial Master will appear soon, and now the old and new masters are fighting each other for two days, which has really attracted a lot of attention.

Many people pointed and whispered to Song Xuan in their positions.

Ji Hui asked, "Song Xuan, is this really the case?"

Song Xuan got up, squeezed his sleeves, and answered with lowered eyes: "Maybe there is."

He felt Ji Yunxi's gaze again, which made him want to avoid it even more.

"What do you mean maybe there is?" Ji Hui was a little weirded by what he said.

"It is true that a certain dog has a dog, and it is true that he had some conflicts with the great celestial master." Song Xuan explained unhurriedly. "It's just that the process is somewhat different from what the Great Heavenly Master said."

Now everyone stopped their cups and threw their chopsticks, waiting to see the good show.

"What, you mean that I framed you?" The rumored child opened his eyes wide, looking as if he had been slandered.

"No, no, no," Song Xuan showed a slightly mocking smile. "Someone just thinks that the modification of the Great Heavenly Master is too much, and this matter is still very simple."

"It's just that the great celestial master and a group of guards were bullied by a dog."

"puff"

As soon as these words were said, Fang Qiutang almost couldn't hold back, and spit out the wine from his mouth.

The officials below also endured half of it, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, the atmosphere was very strange.

However, Song Xuan added a knife: "If the Great Heavenly Master is not angry, I will replace Ergou and apologize to you. If I want to come to a beast, I don't mean to make things difficult for you."

Fang Qiutang couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed in his arms, trembling.

He has known for a long time that Song Xuan can grasp the key points of things better than anyone else, but he just doesn't want to talk about it. Once he is provoked, few people can speak against him.

It was also the rumor that it was unlucky for Song Xuan to be in a bad state, so there was not even a single bit of gentleness left, and there was not even a word of swearing when it hurt people.

Even Ji Hui above couldn't help laughing.

That Feng Wenzi also seemed to realize that something was wrong, his face was blushing and his neck was thick, and he forcibly retorted: "That dog was clearly ordered by you—"

"Even if I ordered two dogs to provoke the Great Heavenly Master as the Great Heavenly Master said, I never thought that the Great Heavenly Master would not be able to deal with even a dog." Song Xuan's tone of voice was still unhurried, but the expression on his face was indifferent. . "I heard that the Great Heavenly Master is responsible for subjugating demons and suppressing demons. It turns out that he can only subdue demons, not dogs."

Everyone laughed again, but they laughed and gradually figured out something was wrong.

It is obvious that Feng Wenzi came to complain about this matter, which put Song Xuan in danger.But I don't know why, with only a few words, everyone's focus is not on Song Xuan, but they start to question Feng Wenzi.