The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 7: Different tea

? This osteotomy comes from an unknown great demon. It is naturally precious, but Canglong's stomach can't be digested. It can only be effective if it is ground into powder.

Jing Jiu is very satisfied with his arrangement, whether it is in terms of no waste or humanity and sophistication.

The Zhao family and the Jing family have their own Gu Qing to take care of them.

After doing this, he turned and walked outside, ready to find the next sharpening stone.

Guogong Lu confirmed that he really did not remember what he said in the Guocheng Temple, and said with helplessness: "Your Majesty is under great pressure now, would you like to go to the palace to have a look?"

Prince Jing Yao grew up, which also meant that Prince Jing Xin was imprisoned for many years. Those courtiers with Zhongzhou faction background and various forces once again became restless. From the year before last, memorials were handed over to the palace, requesting Your Majesty is kind. This kind of pressure became more clear after the First World War in Guocheng Temple, because the Zhongzhou faction and many people began to wonder whether a new agreement had been reached between the royal family and Qingshan. Your Majesty can say that he is going to worship, it is the right time, but how many people will believe it?

"Kill Jing Xin, or send it to Guocheng Temple as a monk, naturally no one will make trouble again."

Jing Jiu didn't understand the emperor's power technique, and he had never cared about it. The opinions he gave were very direct.

Logically speaking, this is indeed the best way to solve the current problem. That’s what he suggested back then. The problem is that the best method does not mean the most suitable method, not to intensify contradictions, but only father and son. Two words are also troublesome.

Gong Lu was shocked by this sentence and did not dare to continue discussing this matter with Jing Jiu. After thinking of one thing, he reported: "The box of golden leaves, I made a good opinion a few years ago. It was returned to Master Li, what do you think?"

What does Jing Jiu think about Li? What son?

Seeing his expression on the Deer Principality, I knew that he was forgotten. He smiled and said: "It's the prefect master in Ohara City."

That year, when Jing Jiu and the winter traveled through the world to recover from their wounds, they lived for a long time in the temple outside Daya City. There they met a Li Gongzi who knew how to play the piano. Later, that Li Gongzi fell into trouble in his family, and even the last ancestral painting was cheated away by so-called friends. When leaving Dayuan City, Jing Jiu left a box of gold leaves for the Li Gongzi, but he did not expect that he would finally be sent to Chaoge City and delivered to the clerks of Lu Guo Gong's subordinates.

Later, the painting was found back, and the friend naturally had no good end. Gu Qing is always so reassuring in his affairs.

Jing Jiu thought of these things and gave a hmm.

Lu Guogong snorted in his heart. He felt that it was so unpredictable. He suddenly became nervous and said: "The last memorial of Li Taishou asked Prince Li Jingxin to be the crown prince, so that these disasters will be incurred, but the fact that he was bribed The evidence is solid, and there is really no way to reverse the case. He can come out and return to Ohara to be a rich man. It’s already pretty good."

Jing Jiu hummed again.

Gong Lu heard the meaning of the um this time, it was a calm and steady affirmation, he sighed in relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The Sanqianyuan was recovering from injuries ten years ago. Lu Guogong still remembers this trivial matter, just like Jing Shang still remembers to clean and tidy his study every day. Jing Jiu felt that he had to give a response, so Promise Lu Guo Gong to enter the palace.

Governing a country is as difficult as cultivating the Tao, but the former is more troublesome, verbose, and boring.

Jing Jiu is not good at it, and he doesn't want to think about it. In the palace, he just drank tea with the emperor and talked some gossip, such as what happened in Shuiyue Temple.

The emperor looked at him with a smile. If he was still a teenager at this time, this smile could be described as shirking.

Jing Jiu understood what he meant and said, "You are not allowed to ask."

The Emperor raised his eyebrows, did not continue the topic, looked at his right hand, and asked: "Can it be cured?"

"Go to Yunmeng Mountain again to get a fairy urn, and it will be done right away."

Naturally, it is impossible for the Zhongzhou School to produce another immortal urn. Jing Jiu's words can be understood as a joke, but also to show that the matter is difficult.

The emperor thought for a while and said: "I don't know how you are going to cure it. If you need something like pill and magic weapon, you may find some in the palace."

"If you have something, let the curtain person tell me." Jing Jiu waved his hand, turned and walked outside the hall.

His injury is not cured by medicine, and there are some good treasures in the palace. The problem is that no matter how high the level of magic weapon or the hardness of the sky is not enough, it will be useless, such as the bird egg.

In another palace, Concubine Hu, holding the hand of Prince Jing Yao, stood under the tree and looked forward to Jing Jiu's arrival.

Whether it is she or Jing Yao, the mood is a little nervous. The former is thinking about the relationship between Jing Jiu and his majesty and the movement in Kyoto in recent years, while the latter is the pressure brought by the visit to the patriarch. But they didn't wait for Jing Jiu's arrival, only the news that Jing Jiu had left the palace.

Hu Guifei was a little disappointed and whispered a few words. Jing Yao, a teenager who was only a teenager, saw things more thoroughly than his mother, and persuaded: "The patriarch has no intentions of the world. He is a true fairy-like figure. Seeing is fate, but not seeing."

Hu Guifei curled her lips and said: "If he is really indifferent, what good is it for my son, no matter how high he is?"

"Mother is wrong."

Jing Qiao said with a smile: "The Patriarch is Patriarch, and I am a disciple-grandson. The higher the Patriarch's realm, the better I will be. If Patriarch's realm is the highest in the world, I will be the best in the world."

The truth is so simple that even a fifteen-year-old boy can understand it. People who think a lot, such as Concubine Hu, don’t understand it, or they don’t want to believe in such a simple truth. Back then, many Qingshan disciples didn't want to understand, so they had so much resentment towards the real Jingyang who was unable to retreat on the Shenmo Peak.

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The autumn of Luguo Gongfu is like other places in Chaoge City, it is very cold, but the smell of burning leaves from a distance adds a little smoke.

The blind doorman sat in the courtyard, his face turned sideways, listening to the crackling sound of the leaves outside the courtyard wall, a pleasant smile on his face, and suddenly listening to the movement in the house, his expression suddenly changed, his heart Thinking, which treasure is this prodigal man ready to harm today?

There is a flower stand in the bedroom of Lord Lu, and a very secret and delicate mechanism is attached to the back. As long as the mechanism is touched, the things on the flower stand will fall down.

In the twenty-three years, there have been several pieces of precious porcelain that have been dropped here one after another, and they have turned into fragments, enough to build an excellent house in Chaoge City.

Lu Ming held a famille rose hollow revolving bottle, and put it on the flower stand carefully, confirming that there was no shaking, and there would be no trouble, and he was relieved.

Thinking about it, the bottle was still broken in the end, and he couldn't help feeling that his previous cautiousness was a bit ridiculous.

"There are many people in the court now speculating about what kind of agreement has been reached between your Majesty and Qingshan, and there are people who guess how to do it. It is really ridiculous."

Gong Lu picked up his teacup, drank his favorite black tea in autumn, and said: "How do they know that it is not that Qingshan wants to enter Chaoge City and compete with Zhongzhou, but that his Majesty wants to borrow this one from Qingshan. Sword."

Lu Ming said: "The problem is that the Qingshan Sect is always only Shenmofeng. The immortal master is still short, I am afraid that the scene will not be able to be suppressed by then."

Lu Guogong glanced at his son, thinking you know what a shit.

He didn't say this sentence, but Lu Ming understood it through his father's eyes, thinking sadly, you don't say anything, of course I don't know anything.

Guogong Lu thought of his majesty’s explanation, and said with emotion: “In the past, I thought Master Jing Jiu was a comfortable immortal, and had no knowledge of the world. Today, I realized that one method can be used for all things, that is, acting skills are also excellent. Of."

Lu Ming didn't understand, and asked: "What's the answer to this?"

"The immortal master has been pretending not to know that the roller shutter is the eyes of the court over the years, even I believe it, is this acting not good?"

Gong Lu again thought of what Jing Jiu had given him, and said to his son: "Call the whole family after dinner and tell him something important for his father."

He paused, and then said: "As for the people in your own family, don't be alarmed by your aunt."

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After dinner, everyone in the Guogong Mansion, as usual, prepared to drink some tea and said some jokes to make the country open, but found that the atmosphere tonight was a little strange.

The tea that should have been served a long time ago has never been served. The man sitting in the first place is a little absent-minded.

Aunt Chi is the younger sister of Mrs. Guogong. Last year, she went to Beijing with her husband to seek errands. She was invited to live in Guogong Mansion. She was also a very smart old woman. Therefore, she took her daughter-in-law and several granddaughters away in advance.

Immediately afterwards, all the staff in charge also left the flower hall, the door was closed tightly, and the three generations of the Lu family looked at each other, thinking what they were going to do? Especially those big houses that have done a lot of hands and feet on the accounts over the years are extremely nervous.

Lu Ming walked to the back, raised a big teapot, touched the body of the teapot with his hand, looked at Lu Guogong and said worriedly: "It's a bit cold, will it be bad?"

Lu Guogong said: "Tea is not important, the key is the medicine."

Lu Ming's wife hurriedly got up and said: "I was staring at it when I was boiled earlier, and I didn't let anyone pass it."

Lu Guogong has always been very satisfied with this daughter-in-law, and smiled and said, "Then it's okay, let's share it with everyone."

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The tea soup in the bowl looks dark, I don’t know what’s in it, but the masters in the Guogong’s mansion are extremely shrewd. Watching the Guogong wait for Aunt Chi to leave before talking, then look at Lu Mingliang. The cautious appearance of the mouth when dividing the tea, and seeing that there is almost exactly the same amount of tea soup in each bowl, it is naturally clear that this tea soup must be extremely valuable.

The taste of the tea soup is indeed a bit strange, mixed with powder, it feels a bit like the noodle tea that Lengshan likes to eat, and some like the batter of Yu County, exuding a faint paste and fishy smell, it is really difficult to eat . Fortunately, the dishes and chopsticks were still there before they were cleaned up. Some people picked up the chopsticks and began to pull them. For a while, there was this kind of sound everywhere in the hall, as if there was another meal.

There are younger grandchildren who smelled the fishy smell coming from the bowl and didn't want to drink it, but they were forcibly poured in by their parents.

The expressions and reactions of everyone fell in the eyes of Lord Lu. He was not angry, but felt very relieved. He chose the youngest son Lu Ming Chengjue that year. Of course, the other two sons would have opinions, but they digested them very well. They turned opinions and anger into motivation to make money. They didn't do too many messy things, which shows that they are shrewd.

In places like Guogongfu, kindness and gentleness can be had, but it is not important. The shrewd vision and the ability to judge the situation are the most important things~IndoMTL.com~ Seeing all the tea is drunk, Lu The Grand Duke touched his long beard again and said: "Very well, I won't tell you what is in the tea soup. The benefits will naturally appear slowly. You can experience it carefully."

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The Bone of the Great Demon is naturally an excellent tonic, a real thing that can prolong life.

The effect of prolonging one's life and longevity, to be honest, can only be felt until the day of death. However, there are smart people in the Guogong Mansion. Since guessing that there are great benefits, the mind naturally affects the feelings, giving birth to many beautiful feelings, and some people even feel that they are floating.

For example, Lu Ming's wife.

After everyone dispersed, she and Lu Ming helped the old man back to the room. They felt that they walked all the way, as if stepping on a cloud, and felt a little warm on the eyebrows. Suddenly they had great courage. They snapped and knelt. In front of Lu Guogong.

(End of this chapter)