"Your Majesty calls me?"

Lu Liangsheng handed the basket in his hand to Li Sui'an, patted the dust on his hands, lifted his robe and sat on the chair, frowned slightly, the Taoist on the other side put down his feet and sat up: "Don't look at me, this Taoist is also telling me the original words. If you don't believe me, you ask the old pig and Yan Chixia."

In the direction of his fingers, Zhu Gangli stretched out his limbs and lay on a big chair to bask in the sun. He slightly raised his face and went back to the pillow: "I heard it right, some general is back."

On the other side, Yan Chixia, who was sitting on a low stool and wiping the sword tip, raised her eyes.

"Han Qinhu!"

It turned out that it was Han Qinhu, the country of Shangzhu. Only then did Lu Liangsheng remember that he had gone south to suppress the rebellion together, and there was an old general who stayed in that place. After being disturbed by the fact that the Demon Star was almost forgotten. Calculated the time, it was almost time for the troops to return to the court.

However, if the general returns to the court, he is probably not suitable for him to go with a national teacher... Forget it, the emperor summoned him, and Lu Liangsheng still needs to go there, stuff the basket to Lao Sun, jump into the attic, change his robe, and put on the cloak.

Below, Lao Sun held the basket and looked left and right, muttering: "What is here?" He was about to uncover the blue cloth covered with it. In the open window lattice of the attic, Lu Liangsheng put on a chalk on a chalk and the voice went outside.

"Stop stewing mushrooms, it's given to me by my mother in Lishan."

The unveiled bluebri is indeed a few pairs of ordinary mushrooms. The Taoist was about to say: "There are ducks outside, grab two of them, pluck their hair, and stew the mushrooms and old duck soup together."

Hearing the next sentence of the scholar, he covered the blue cloth again, got up and walked into the attic.

"The gods are so stingy."

The Taoist carried a basket into the hall door. Behind him, Lu Liangsheng fell down lightly, stepped on the ground, and tidied up his collar.

"Don't say this nonsense, be careful of your mouth."

The toad Taoist lying on the back of the old donkey, basking in the sun, opened his eyelids and snorted and turned his face.

After Lu Liangsheng packed up and told the Taoist to the palace, he did not bring the old donkey and his master into the palace. He used the magic of shrinking the ground into an inch. In a blink of an eye, he arrived at the mountain gate. The Sui soldiers on both sides were on the hands of the station and leaned on the ground with a "bang" sound, and bowed: "I have seen the national teacher!"

Lu Liangsheng nodded to them, with his sleeves in his arms, his figure slowly disappeared from the sky. He walked through the lively long street. Under the imperial city, there were special carriages waiting. He saw the figures coming from the end of the long street from afar. Some soldiers had already driven the carriages.

"I've met the national teacher."

"I'm working hard." Lu Liangsheng walked into the carriage and took the carriage. After a while, the horses pulling the carriage turned around and went to Daxing Palace along the high palace walls. The surrounding palace guards came and went patrol. In the spacious square, a team of dozens of people was neatly dressed with mottled knife marks on it. It was the lieutenant general who came back from the south.

Lu Liangsheng walked off the carriage, and the lieutenant generals arranged there naturally recognized the scholar. He could not speak casually at the moment, so he had to look at him and show kindness.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

"Thank you for your praise!"

Someone also responded, then his waist was straight and he looked straight at the hall directly in front of him. The sunlight shone into the open door, casting into the spots of light on the ground. The old man with a white hair bun was wearing armor, dragging a big red cloak, and an iron helmet standing between the civil and military officials on both sides. He was talking to the emperor on the imperial stairs, laughing out loud from time to time.

"Before the rebels in the south, I, the veteran general, have arrived yet. The young emperor and his master were dealt with by the national master. There are some shrimp soldiers and crab generals left. They have been surrendered in just two games and they can run away. His Majesty is relieved. Now it is very peaceful. Even if there are people with ill-heartedness, let me kill them, haha!!"

When Lu Liangsheng passed, eunuchs had already trotted in to report, and the old man who was joking with the emperor turned around and laughed louder.

"National Master, you're here!"

Behind the Dragon Case, Yang Jian stood up and waved his hand to ask the eunuch to bring a large tiger-skin chair and put it on the right side of the imperial stairs. However, Lu Liangsheng had never sat there. As the book says, "High ambitions but not arrogant, and friendly people are close to each other."

"Lu Liangsheng has met Your Majesty."

The scholar stood beside the old man. When Yang Jian saw that he would not sit or blame him, he smiled and said the reason for calling him over.

"The Shangzhu Kingdom has come back thousands of miles away. The national teacher is proficient in the art of exorcising evil spirits. I wonder if he can use it to spread the nectar to the soldiers and drive away evil spirits."

Is it because of this?

This kind of spell is not difficult, not to mention that Han Qinhu and the lieutenant generals and colludes outside are considered to be a battle for the country, so it is not difficult to use a little magic power.

Then, the eunuchs in the palace prepared some incense and candles and three animals. Lu Liangsheng lit three long candles. In the wisps of green smoke, his fingers squeezed and burst out from the candle with a bang.

A strong wind blew, blowing through dozens of Nanzheng generals arranged neatly below. On the clothes and armor of people who were unable to see the naked eye, a trace of entangled black air was pulled with the wind, and flew to the sky in the sky, gradually fading and dissipating.

The soldiers around him didn't know what had happened, but they thought the wind was coming too soon. They couldn't help but snooping their heads forward, exposing the back of their necks, allowing the cool breeze to pour in.

I squinted my eyes comfortably.

Over there, after praying for blessings and exorcising evil spirits, Lu Liangsheng asked someone to put the altar on the table and asked him to put the sacrifices in the kitchen and place them under the eaves, so that he would not move around casually.

In the following time, Lu Liangsheng accompanied the emperor and Han Qinhu chatted for a while.

"By the way, national teacher, is your fellow Taoist back? I'm looking at his martial arts very well, so why would you invite him to serve in the army."

After the government dispersed, Yang Jian walked in front, looking at the civil and military dispersed in groups of three or three, and became interested when he heard Han Qinhu's words.

"But that one-armed swordsman?"

When he slowed down half a step to the right, Lu Liangsheng was a little surprised. Judging from the old man's words, Zuo Qianwei was back? Then where was he?

While thinking about it, he also replied: "The fellow Taoist mentioned by Shangzhu Kingdom has not returned to Chang'an..."

"Didn't come back?" Han Qinhu was also a little surprised. After all, he saw the other party flying away from the boat board and heading towards Chang'an to the west.

The three of them walked past the eaves of the corridor. Lu Liangsheng was about to open his mouth. In front of the corridor, a eunuch trotted up and knelt on the ground.

"Report to Your Majesty, Your Highness, King of Jin, has entered the palace."

Hearing the eunuch's notice, Yang Jian frowned and his eyes were puzzled: "Amo was about to leave yesterday, why did he come back suddenly?"

Speaking of this, there were figures strode towards this place in the distance. It was King Yang Guang of Jin. But before he got close, he saw Lu Liangsheng next to the emperor, his face changed wildly and he turned around and was about to leave.

The next moment, the figure who left was dazzling, as if he had retreated, and he was closer before.

"Your Majesty, don't go up."

Lu Liangsheng pulled the corner of Yang Jian's clothes, gestured his eyes, and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't get close." Then he raised his Yin-Yang sleeves, and his cuffs suddenly widened, instantly pulling the King of Jin, who had walked more than ten steps ahead, in front of him.

"National Master, what's going on?"

"Don't do it randomly!"

Yang Jian and Han Qinhu shouted out almost at the same time. Lu Liangsheng didn't hear it at all. He stuck his palm out into his raised cuff and grabbed it out, clamped the neck of King Jin tightly, pinched the magic trick with his other hand, and suddenly pointed to Yang Guang's eyebrows.

Two fingers and one strand of red appeared in Yang Jian and Han Qinhu's sight, and came out of Yang Guang's seven orifices.

"roar!"

It turned into a hideous human face and roared at Lu Liangsheng opposite him. The latter grabbed it with one hand and pinched the human face presented by the red smoke.
Chapter completed!