Brewmaster

Rationally speaking, Shi Mu only felt that he had never done such a boring thing after living for so many years.

But it's not like he has never seen a lotus flower before.

Whether it is made of ice and snow on the rolling mountains, or made of darkness at the bottom of the endless abyss, mortals may not even be able to imagine existence, but it is just the occasional whim in Shi Mu's long life that he goes to heaven and earth to see the so-called spectacle.

It's a pity that he was disappointed.

Bingshan snow lotus is not as noble as in the legend, and the flower of the abyss is not so thick as to be depressing.

And this rough spirit flower is even more insignificant than the previous two.

But Shi Mu still plunged into it, unable to recover for a while.

It seems that on that spiritual flower, whether it is the petals that spread out randomly or the slim flower branches, they are all beautiful, and they seem to be graceful and swaying, revealing... a lot of affection.

When Shi Mu heard the movement and came back to his senses, Hua Rongfang separated his consciousness from the jade slip, and a day had passed by now.

It's just that for the two of them, not eating for a day is nothing, and they have never noticed the passage of time.

Shi Mu hurriedly put the flowers away, his reaction was fast enough, but Huarong still noticed this action.

Then the first thing Hua Rong did was to fill the room with flowers.

This time the flowers are much more realistic, the fragrance fills the room, and it is full of colorful flowers, competing for splendor.

From this point of view, Huarong has indeed entered the realm at a rapid pace.

Shi Mu just wanted to tease a few words, but Hua Rong spoke first.

"These flowers condensed by spiritual energy have no chance to worry about their lives. If you like it, thousands of flowers will bloom for you."

Shi Mu pursed the corners of his lips.

"But it's not as clever as the meaning of the twin lotus plant."

"and."

Huarong glanced at the fairy flowers in the room.

"Even if there are thousands of flowers, they are not even one ten-thousandth of yours."

As soon as Shi Mu's expression calmed down, Huarong changed his tone again. He knocked on the table, put his other hand on his cheek, and sighed softly, his tone very gloomy.

"But I regret it again."

"No matter how wonderful the meaning is, it comes from people. Instead of focusing on the flowers, it is better... just keep your eyes on me and don't let go."

"Twilight."

As the voice fell, the sea of ​​flowers disappeared in an instant, and the thin red smoke fluttered upwards, as if it was about to blind people's eyes, but it was as if the eyes had never been so clear.

Shi Mu bent the corners of his eyes, and suddenly leaned in front of Hua Rong.

"Haven't you been watching?"

After all, he leaned forward and kissed.

The room seemed to be full of flowers again, and the sweet and greasy atmosphere was almost overflowing.

Hua Jiuqi's side was not so relaxed.

In view of the existence of those children in the dungeon, Hua Jiuqi had to speed up the arrangement of his subordinates.

Because she offended She Yue again in the past two days, Hua Jiuqi also gave up the idea of ​​letting Qin Jin run errands, and ran around the capital in person, not tired, but quite burnt out.

Hua Jiuqi's strategy is very good, but he is not a good planner.Now that victory is in sight, a little impetuous mind can't stand such a troublesome thing.

But after thinking about it, because of She Yue's expression of looking at the scum after saying that, Hua Jiuqi finally gave up staying in Butong.

Fortunately, he was self-restraining enough, even though he was impetuous, he did not cause any chaos after all.

Before a few people knew, Luo Jiajun and Xichang had almost gathered.

The elites of Xichang have already sneaked into various parts of the palace, and they can move out as soon as they are ordered.However, only a small number of Luo's troops entered the city in disguise, and the rest of the troops were stationed [-] miles away from the city. Dozens of fierce generals ordered them to close the door at any time and beat dogs to prevent being caught.

It is worth mentioning that there have been quite a few rumors in Beijing recently.

The case of the missing child was brought up again by someone with a heart. The minister of Dali Temple, who had finally pressed the matter, was almost worried all night, because this time the rumor even involved the current emperor!

This is amazing!

Everyone knows that Emperor Tianqi's licentiousness is unrestrained, and even a child in the market dares to make up one or two.

But those of them who are officials know that even if the idiot Emperor Tianqi lives as if he is blind in the palace, everyone in the Feng Family Xichang has sharp eyes and ears.

After all, those two owe their wealth to the incompetence of Emperor Apocalypse, and even for their future glory and wealth, they would also take actions to clear up the rumors.

If he is not careful, he, Dali Siqing, will also be settled!

After almost all the people in Dali Temple were sent out, the minister of Dali Temple also hurriedly asked Jing Zhaoyin to join him. Although he threatened and lured him, it was really impossible to arrest ten or eight dishonest ones and spend a few days in prison That's it for rice.

The matter went smoothly, fortunately Qin Jin was abnormally quiet, only Concubine Yue repeatedly beat him openly and secretly, in the name of maintaining His Majesty's reputation.

Facing this powerful woman who was honored and favored for a while, Dali Temple Minister had no choice but to respectfully respond, and then turned around to toss the people of Dali Temple to dissipate their anger.

Having said that, the Dali Temple Minister's mood was not affected much when he was beside him. In his opinion, Concubine Yue was just a woman, no matter how powerful her wrists were, how could Qin Jin be so unpredictable.

Thinking about it this way, Dali Siqing, who saved his life and his official position, felt very happy, and his steps became much lighter.

However, the good times did not last long.

On this day, with a group of Shaoqing Sizhi and his like who had finally finished their expatriation behind them, Dali Siqing went to the yamen to find Jing Zhaoyin for a few drinks in order to celebrate the successful conclusion of the event.

Jing Zhaoyin is a "refreshing" person, and regardless of his work, he directly welcomed the dense group of people in. As soon as the banquet was on the table and set up, it didn't take long for it to become lively.

Hearing a crackling noise, Jing Zhaoyin couldn't help but dropped the wine cup and scolded the merchant woman, "Can't you even play music? What kind of sound is that!"

The business girls stopped their movements immediately, put the silk, bamboo and zither aside, and knelt down on the ground, not daring to breathe.

But the voice that made Jing Zhaoyin's heart irritated still didn't stop, the thumping sound almost broke the eardrum.

After a while, someone said tremblingly: "My lord, I heard that voice...it seems like someone is listening to the drum..."

After the man finished speaking, he closed his mouth tightly for fear that he would also be like that business girl.

Jing Zhaoyin didn't care.

He climbed to this position from a small county town in the corner. The world is in chaos. When the so-called martial arts people come out to roam, they rely on the saying "well water does not violate river water". No less work.The hands of the entire county government that beat the drums every day can't be counted, and he has long been used to it.

Although there are fewer incidents in Beijing, they are not completely absent.

No one dared to make trouble at the emperor's feet, even if he didn't care, someone would come forward sooner or later.

Thinking about it this way, Jing Zhaoyin waved someone over to ask about the matter.

Dali Temple Minister on the side put down the wine cup, flustered for no reason, only felt the drum beating, and his heart was beating desperately.

After a while, there was no movement outside, and a few smiles appeared on Jing Zhaoyin's face, which made the business girls stand up and continue singing.

However, at this moment, the person sent out ran back in a panic and whispered something to Jing Zhaoyin, and now the other party couldn't drink anymore.

Blood flowed all over the gate of the yamen, the Dengwen drum stopped, but the discussion started...

There have been a lot of similar things recently, and the ups and downs in Beijing are very strange, as if the things that had been suppressed for decades broke out all at once.

Needless to say, people died at the gate of the yamen, except for that day, many people died one after another. Fortunately, Jing Zhaoyin had someone guarded by the Dengwen drum, and this matter stopped for the time being.

But the rumors couldn't be stopped, and it was rumored that for some reason it became a Yamen murderer.Jing Zhaoyin felt bitter, but what could he do, saying that he was too busy having fun and couldn't give this order?

I really can't say it.

On the other side, Dali Siqing's panic finally settled down, but it was not a good thing.

No one dared to go to Dengwengu, but one by one rushed to invite cars to drive.

The people from outside Beijing couldn't tell the officials' sedan chairs apart, so those arrogant officials ordered their servants to ride horses and trampled several of them to death.

People have stopped, but one after another, the new cases have involved all the old cases of more than ten years, spreading vigorously.

Misjudgment, torture into tricks, this Dali Temple Minister has done it right.

The current Minister of Dali Temple was pushed to the end, Yue Guifei felt that this matter was strange, and the Feng family was also involved in it, so she didn't care whether it was appropriate or not. In short, it was the new official of Dali Temple with the surname of Feng who took office and lit the fire severely.

On one side is the old case, on the other side is the missing child, Feng Dali Siqing directly uses two prongs, one finds the emperor, and the other disappears without a trace. The last clue still points to the palace.

With no hope of getting promoted and making a fortune, Feng Dali Siqing took the "trash" reward from Concubine Yue and slipped back to Feng's high-walled compound in desperation.

Concubine Yue was so angry that she threw vases all over the room, thinking that it must be Qin Jin who was against her. Putting the blame on Wuyan Zhu's idiot bag really made her live longer!

Qin Jin who was being talked about was much more relaxed.

The transaction of the nine relatives of the same flower is going smoothly. Qin Jin's temper has been particularly good recently, and even the atmosphere of the West Factory is relaxed.

The tension outside the palace has not yet crossed the red walls and green tiles. The people in the West Factory followed this relaxed energy, but they did not show their feet at all. When there is no one, they will hide like ordinary eunuchs and guards in the shade of the imperial garden. And, let's have some fun with the maid again.

This is their final relaxation.

Whether it's Huarong Shimu, Hua Jiuqi Sheyue, or Qin Jinluo's family are all waiting——

When the rumors burn to the extreme, it is the day when they obey the public opinion and rise up "on impulse".

By the time the dust settles, it will be too late whether anyone regrets it or would have been happier with the status quo.

Change of dynasty, but only in an instant!