big master, big liar

Seeing that someone did recognize Ergou's real body, Song Xuan justified himself and said, "Ergou was picked up in the forest by Pindao Chan. Although he is not fierce, he is indeed a snow wolf."

"Ergou ate cooked food with me. He never hurt anyone. It was just that it was inconvenient to take him outside, so he dyed it. I wanted to present it as auspicious to the Holy One, but I didn't want to be misunderstood by the celestial master. I had to make this bad plan in public. Proof, please forgive me."

At this time, everyone's face was half swollen from the beating, how could they dare to criticize?

Even Feng Wenzi returned to his seat silently. Although Chance didn't say anything, he seemed to know it in his heart.I am afraid that the position of the great celestial master has come to an end today.

After Song Xuan's appearance, and then to the offering of auspiciousness, it was not as eye-catching as in previous years. All the miracles of Ganoderma lucidum seemed a little childish.Everyone also just stared at the snow wolf, as if earning an extra glance.

All the ministers and alchemists who participated in the banquet got a red elixir.The elixir was packed in a brocade box with gold and red threads, it was shiny and shiny, and it was as smooth as a wax coat.It is said that this is the elixir made from Chidanyi, which has the effect of curing diseases and longevity.

Needless to say, although everyone may not believe what the alchemist said, this elixir is extremely popular.

Thinking about it, it may not be that everyone trusts Chi Danyi, but they are simply willing to try things that prolong life, and look at Ji Hui's appearance that does not match his age.It made people look forward to this elixir even more.

Song Xuan had never come into contact with any serious alchemists, and almost all those who sold elixir and magic medicine in the world were third-rate liars.They only use beeswax and some herbs to knead into pills, and they will be sold out if they can't eat them to death.Finding someone to make a game, asking two people to dare to boast that it is a panacea that can cure all diseases, I don’t know how many fools have suffered.

He has seen a lot of liars, now that he sees Chi Danyi's elixir, he still doesn't quite believe it.

Fang Qiutang, on the other hand, took the pill and sniffed it for a while, smelling it for a while, with a serious expression on her face, and couldn't help but licked it: "Sweet."

Song Xuan just recovered from what happened just now, and asked him with a smile: "You don't really want to eat, do you?"

Fang Qiutang shook her head: "I'm neither crazy nor stupid, how could I eat such a thing? I'm just curious, what's in it."

"It's nothing more than medicinal materials." Song Xuan said casually.

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Fang Qiutang sniffed the pill in his hand like a puppy, and said, "I dare not say anything else. I can smell the sulfur smell. I'm afraid the ingredients in this pill are different from my gunpowder." There's a lot of overlap."

Song Xuan thought of the power of gunpowder and couldn't help but said: "Wouldn't it be enough to wear out the stomach if you eat it?"

"Wearing a fart, different ratios have different effects, arsenic can also be used to cure diseases and save lives. And it's just that the formulas are similar, but the effects are very different." Fang Qiutang scolded him like a fool, and his expression gradually became serious. "But in the end, this thing is not something that should be eaten. If you eat it all year round, I'm afraid there will be problems."

As he spoke, he stared at Ji Hui above him thoughtfully.

Song Xuan was slightly taken aback, but did not answer.

After drinking for three rounds, the banquet dispersed.Everyone thought that Ji Hui wanted to punish Feng Wenzi, and even Feng Wenzi himself thought he was going to die, but they didn't want Ji Hui to ignore him at all, and asked Song Xuan to stay instead.

Everyone didn't know why, Fang Qiutang cast a worried look, and Song Xuan shook his head as if to comfort him.

On the contrary, it was Ji Yunxi who kept looking at him steadily.He didn't follow until the guests were gone.

Ji smiled back and poured him a glass of wine.

Song Xuan was flattered: "How dare His Majesty do it himself?"

"It's all down, it's a waste if you don't drink it." Ji Hui said with a smile. "I see, the third child cares about you a lot?"

Song Xuan was taken aback for a moment, his expression vaguely nervous.

"What are you doing with that expression? I just asked casually, what the third child does has nothing to do with me." Ji Hui poured himself a glass of wine. "By the way, I don't have much interest in your snow wolf. A gentleman doesn't take what others like. I understand this."

"What kind of auspicious animal is just a white wolf, but yours does have some spirituality." Ji Hui said, thinking for a while. "What's it called... Ergou? Ha, how did you come up with such a name."

Song Xuan was even more surprised. He suspected that Ji Hui drank too much to behave like this.Originally, he didn't know much about Ji Hui, the emperor, but after these few days, he had some understanding in his heart.

At first, everyone disapproved of Ji Hui's appointment as a national teacher to cultivate immortals, but in the end he insisted on conferring a group of celestial masters to practice alchemy and practice magic tricks in the Zhaixing Pavilion every day, making the whole palace full of smoke and smog. They imitated very happily.

What's even more frightening is that it works like a subordinate. Dayao also produced a lot of Taoist monks overnight. The officials didn't dare to wait any longer, for fear that they were really capable.

Song Xuan has been walking for many years, and he has benefited from this chaos.

Many old ministers scoffed at this, at first they frantically stopped Ji Hui, slammed the pillars to remonstrate, proposed euphemistically, and taught earnestly, but Ji Hui was indeed the emperor with the most personality since the founding of Dayao.

You say yours, he does his, he doesn't argue with these veterans, if you want to hit a pillar, you will hit it, I won't be angry, and I will bury you generously, but the Qingluan Terrace is still built as it is, and the Longevity Banquet is still a routine.

You have to persuade him to listen too, not to refute or argue, but to serve you tea and water to soothe your throat, and after listening to it, continue to make alchemy and take medicine.

After a few times, all the ministers lost their temper after being punished by him.

Ji Hui also didn't like to meddle in political affairs, so he almost handed over all the power to the cabinet ministers.But the only premise is that if he gets involved, he must follow his ideas.

Otherwise, it is against the decree, he deserves to be killed, and he has absolutely no sense of guilt.

At this point, the minister will never be able to compete with Ji Hui.

Because they care about this country and Dayao, but Ji Hui doesn't care.

If it is said that the first ministers have the means to fight against the faint emperor, they will go on strike and commit suicide if they disagree with each other.Anyway, there are not many ministers available in the imperial court, I don't agree with your idea, no one will do it for you.If you force me again, I will be killed in the face of the court, and I can also earn a good name as a hero.

But when Ji returned here, it was completely unworkable.

If you don't listen to him, he will ask you to leave, and he doesn't care about strikes and suicides. He doesn't ask for integrity and competence when he finds someone to do things.

After a long time, from the cabinet to the magistrates, they have been rectified without the slightest temper.Even after hearing that the emperor had invited Song Xuan back recently, he didn't even move his eyebrows, and just said "I see".

Meeting such a wonderful emperor as Ji Hui, the courtiers could only work hard and spontaneously, and had to deal with the emperor who made trouble for them from time to time.

But fortunately, Ji Hui didn't have any hobbies other than refining a pill to seek an immortal. The celestial masters of the Zhaixing Pavilion were in a detached position, but they could not interfere in politics.

You don't have to worry about whether you will be beheaded or condemned by the celestial master... because Ji Hui doesn't pay attention to these things at all, as if she didn't hear them.

Ji Hui, the emperor, really confuses Song Xuan.

He is definitely not a good emperor.

But he doesn't look like a bad guy either.

Now Ji Hui was sitting opposite him, with a pale complexion and a weak body, completely opposite to this cold and gorgeous palace.

Under the clear night sky, Ji Hui looked weaker and weaker. His skin was so delicate and young, but Song Xuan had a strange feeling—as if his inner core had been eaten away by something, empty and unable to fall. come down.