The National Teacher is a Rabbit Spirit

"What I use now is spiritual power." Bai Zimu pointed to the bronze mirror, "But apart from myself, there is almost no spiritual power."

"Then this spiritual power can not only make people have superhuman abilities, but also can make people live forever?" Pei Shao asked. He is still young and has no pursuit of immortality. Li was very curious.

"I don't know if I can live forever, but I can live for a long time." Bai Zimu thought of the years he had experienced in the past. He didn't know how many years he lived, and he didn't remember the life and death of the small animals on the mountain. How many generations.

"If that national teacher also has spiritual power, will it be bad for you?" Pei Shao is still more concerned about Bai Zimu's safety. Now that the regent is targeting Bai Zimu, he has to be more careful.

"No." Bai Zimu said very decisively this time.

Pei Shao looked at him and wanted to believe it, but he didn't dare to believe it completely.Seeing Bai Zimu's calm expression when he said this, he felt a little itchy again.

The conversation between the two was just a few words, and the regent over there had already arranged to find an expert to deal with Bai Zimu.

The next thing they talked about was Pei Shao's focus, how to deal with King Jin.They are fighting smoothly now, but the capital is surrounded by King Jin's army, and the supplies in the city will soon be exhausted. Besides, the number of King Jin's army is larger, and they may not always be able to have an advantage.

It is also in the interests of both the regent and the emperor to defeat the king of Jin, and they also want to cut the mess quickly.

The counselors of the Prince Regent are all people who cannot find a position in the court. Some are scholars who have failed in the exams, and some of them have passed the exam and cannot be reused for various reasons, so they go to the Prince Regent.They read a lot, and they have more conspiracies in their stomachs. In addition, the regent also likes to win without fighting, so they all tend to instigate against the confidants of King Jin.

King Jin's mind is not very bright, and what he relies on on weekdays is a think tank under his command, who was a Jinshi during the first emperor's time, but was later pushed out and demoted to Jindi.

That man was still confronting the King of Jin at the beginning. Originally, the King of Jin wanted to kill him to vent his anger.But Princess Jin heard that this man was extremely wise and courageous in strategy, so she blew her pillow and persuaded King Jin to take him under his command and treat him with courtesy.

The king of Jin restrained his displeasure with the corporal, and let this think tank be used by him. As the princess said, this man was very courageous.This time the king of Jin rebelled, the think tank originally advised him not to do anything, but the king of Jin insisted again and again that his generals also wanted to enter the capital, so he had to follow the king of Jin and gave him many ideas, so they came smoothly to the capital.

If the king of Jin could always listen to this think tank, he would not join forces with the regent.However, due to God's will, Princess Jin died of dystocia before departure.This think tank has an upright nature, so there are always other think tanks or generals who speak ill of him to King Jin. Now that no one is talking to him, King Jin sees him more and more disliked.

Pei Shao knew about the grievances and grievances among the internal forces of King Jin, and now he listened to the regent's discussion and combined them together, and the situation became clearer.The regent is planning to frame this think tank. As long as he is not around, the king of Jin will have no one to persuade him. In addition, his generals have their own ideas. As long as he provokes a little, the power of the king of Jin will collapse internally.

The confrontation between the two armies has always been a competition not about which side is stronger, but who decays faster. As long as the opponent's interior is chaotic enough, it can be defeated without a fight.

When the regent and the others left, it was already late at night. Pei Shao finished approving the memorial on the table, looked at the dark sky outside, and at the white and clean Bai Zimu beside him, and smiled slightly.

"You're sleepy, go back to sleep." Pei Shao got up and reached out to touch Bai Zimu.Bai Zimu fell asleep a long time ago, but now he was sleepy. He raised his head and held out his hand to hold Pei Shao's hand. Hit him in the chest.

Pei Shao was hurt a bit by him, and only then did he feel that the head of the national teacher was still very hard.He reached out and touched Bai Zimu's head buried in his chest. Naturally, the humanoid Bai Zimu's hair would not be as soft as a rabbit's, but it was still easy to touch. Pei Shao couldn't help touching it a few more times until Bai Zimu stood up straight and joined hands with him. Go back to the bedroom.

Today the servant prepared the carriage, but when Pei Shao looked up after going out, he saw a sky full of stars twinkling and a Milky Way across the sky, so he was very interested and abandoned the carriage and wanted to go back.

Bai Zimu naturally followed him, and when he went out, he woke up as soon as the wind blows, and followed Pei Shao's gaze to look at the sky.Today's sky is as clear as washing, and the sky is extraordinarily high in autumn, so the sky full of stars is even more magnificent and colorful.

"The one over here is the Altair." Pei Shao pointed to the side of the Milky Way, "the one over there is the Weaver Girl."

Bai Zimu walked and looked at the stars in the sky, listening to Pei Shao tell him the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

"Since you are a fairy, why can't you change into a new one if your clothes are stolen?" Bai Zimu was not moved by the love story, but felt strange instead.Zhinu is a fairy, so she naturally has spiritual power. Even if she can't conjure up a piece of clothing, she can still hide her figure.

"Hmm..." Hearing what he said, Pei Shao was speechless for a while, "Maybe this is just a fabricated story."

"The one over there is the Big Dipper, and the one in the middle is the Ziwei Star." Pei Shao pointed to the north, drawing the shape of the Big Dipper in the void.Bai Zimu looked at his fingertips, and suddenly the place where Pei Shao's fingertips passed lit up.

This bright light is similar to a firefly, and its shape is coincident with the stars in the sky, floating in mid-air.

"This is spiritual power." Bai Zimu said, and pointed out a few stars on it, the brightest of which is Ziwei Emperor Star.

Pei Shao looked at the stars drawn by Bai Zimu, and then at the stars in the sky, feeling sore for some reason.More than a month ago, his father was still around. At that time, the father and son agreed to go hunting in the countryside together in autumn, but now, his father died of illness, leaving him alone.

These days, Pei Shao's spirit has been highly tense, but when he relaxes today, the sadness spreads uncontrollably.He looked at the stars in the sky. According to legend, people will return to the sky and become stars after death, so is the father also turned into a star now?

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Zimu saw that Pei Shao fell silent, reached out to erase the painted Big Dipper, and pressed his finger on the back of Pei Shao's hand.Pei Shao turned his head to look at him, a smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he and Bai Zimu continued to walk forward.

"After the death of the father, will he also turn into a star in the sky?" Pei Shao didn't intend to ask Bai Zimu, he just wanted to say that he felt better, but Bai Zimu actually answered.

"If he is the reincarnation of the stars in the sky, he should return to the sky."

"Where did you know this?" Pei Shao glanced at him, he had never told the national teacher about these legends, how could he know?

"I don't know." Bai Zimu lowered his voice, unable to explain.He really didn't know, but when Pei Shao asked, the answer came to his mind, but he had no memory of where it came from.

"Perhaps father is watching me in the sky right now. If I can't solve this crisis and be a good emperor, how will I face him after a hundred years?" Pei Shao said to himself.

The two of them arrived at the door of the dormitory after a short walk, Bai Zimu went in first, Xiao Yan was waiting inside, and had already prepared hot water, towels and other things.Several young eunuchs waited for the two to wash and change their clothes before entering the bedroom.

Xiaoying brought the clothes for tomorrow and put them aside to get ready, looked at the two people in the room, and retreated out.

"Your Majesty, the national teacher, please sleep well." Xiao Zhuo left after saying that, closed the door tightly, and slipped away quickly.Bai Zimu didn't respond, he just thought it was Xiaoying's routine good night, but Pei Shao and Xiaoying had known each other for so long, of course he could see what he meant.

This little eunuch is lawless!

It's a pity that before Pei Shao had time to think about how to manage the little eunuch, he saw Bai Zimu sitting on the bed, but his eyes were fixed on the couch under the ground, for fear that Pei Shao would go to sleep on it again.

Pei Shao took a deep breath, calmed the noise in his heart, blew out the candle, groped back to the bed, and lay down next to Bai Zimu.

His bed is actually very spacious, even if there is room for another person, Pei Shao thinks that as long as the two of them don't stick together, it's no different from sleeping apart.

However, the national teacher is very clingy, as soon as he felt Pei Shao coming up, he immediately leaned over, hugged Pei Shao's arm, leaned against him, and fell asleep beautifully, his breathing gradually became even after a while, presumably he was fast asleep.

Hearing Bai Zimu's breathing, Pei Shao felt how strong he was holding him. At first, he felt extra energetic, and he had to use reason to fight against the charming thoughts in his heart.Afterwards, his mind gradually became confused. Hearing Bai Zimu's breathing and the cries of insects and frogs outside, he soon fell asleep.

This night, I slept very soundly again. The sun shone through the curtains into the room, and Pei Shao opened his eyes. When he moved, Bai Zimu next to him woke up, and retracted all the hands and feet that were wrapped around Pei Shao's body. He stretched his hands above his head, then stretched his legs over Pei Shao's body, got out of bed to find the suit of clothes that belonged to him next to Pei Shao, and changed in an instant.

Today's robe is aqua blue, and there is a jade buckle on the belt, which was rushed out yesterday, and it fits the figure of the national teacher, showing that he has long legs and a thin waist, and there is even a trace of heroism.

Hearing the movement inside, Xiaoying immediately came over to help Pei Shao get up, and asked the little eunuch under him to help Bai Zimu comb his hair and wash his hands. Looking at Bai Zimu's light footsteps, he couldn't help but sighed softly, expressing his hatred for iron.

"Why are you sighing?" Pei Shao asked him, remembering what happened yesterday.

"The crisis in the capital city is still unresolved, and I can't help but sigh when I think about it." Of course, Xiao Yan couldn't say what he was thinking, so he made an excuse, which seemed to be true and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Even if the two uncles play together, how can they compare to the national teacher?" Pei Shao looked at him and said after waiting for Xiaoyan to fasten his belt.

"Don't think about those who have nothing. The national teacher is pure-hearted and doesn't understand your dirty thoughts."

When Xiao Yan was scolded by Pei Shao, she immediately became cowardly, but she still thought in her heart that the national teacher doesn't have dirty thoughts, but His Majesty can have them.However, he never dared to say it out loud.

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