"As what the National Master said just now, no wonder I felt something strange today, but I couldn't tell the reason. It turned out that it was because of this."

The sun shines into the window lattice, and two cups of tea are warm and hot.

Ji Xin looked at Lu Liangsheng opposite him thoughtfully. This young man, who was many years younger than him, had many shortcomings in becoming a national teacher, but he still admired him a heart for the people as a minister who was once a minister around Emperor Gaozu of Han.

"I was connected to the Great Sui Dynasty and could see the object hanging on the clouds. At that time, the magic power suddenly became disordered. Under the impact, people also lost consciousness. I think the red light came toward the Great Sui Dynasty, so this disaster would probably be fulfilled on this land of Jiuzhou."

Speaking of what he was thinking, Lu Liangsheng held the teacup and frowned his thin eyebrows again. Looking out the window, there was nothing he could do. Even if he was not the national master of the dynasty, as a cultivator on earth, how could he sit idly and watch the thousands of people struggle in life and death?

The word "Xian" also has a character "Honey" and if there is no one, it will be a pile of stones.

On the other side, Ji Xin saw that he had something to do, so he picked up the teacup and sniffed the tea that was revealed by the illusion. The taste and fragrance were really good. After a moment, he put down the teacup and stood up to say goodbye.

Lu Liangsheng also wanted to go to the palace, tell the emperor about the matter, and made an invitation.

"Let's go together."

"Master of the National People first." Ji Xin spread his wide sleeves and spread his hands.

After refusing, he still asked the City God to leave first. Lu Liangsheng changed into the woven robe and looked back at the toad lying on the windowsill.

"Master, I'll go to the palace and move the Chang'an method first."

In the sunlight of the window frame, the toad with a black purple lump on his back raised his eyelids. The running along the way made him feel tired, especially when he was heading south, he wanted to tie a few more ropes on his waist. Looking at the back of the robe, he opened his mouth and yawned a long yawn, moved his round belly, his head was open on the table, and he waved his frog webbing powerlessly.

"You are leaving. If you stay in the palace for dinner, remember to see what delicious food is and bring some back to the teacher."

Knowing that the master was greedy, Lu Liangsheng nodded, but probably wouldn't have dinner with the emperor in the palace. When he walked outside the door, City God Ji Xin went down the attic together and walked outside before he left.

"Since it is a disaster on earth, Ji, as the Chang'an City God, should do his best. If the national teacher is sent, he might as well send me a piece of talisman paper."

Lu Liangsheng took the black talisman from the City God's hand, and the imperial edict on it made him unable to understand it. It was probably a special talisman paper that went straight to the City God's audio-visual.

When he arrived outside the mountain gate, the old camphor and ancient cypress branches and leaves swayed. When Ji Xin saw the scholar collecting the talisman, he raised his hand and bowed silently.

Lu Liangsheng was stunned for a moment, reacted and hurriedly went up to hold him up.

"Mr. Chenghuang, what are you doing?!"

"I thank the national teacher for the people in Chang'an City first."

"How can this make the City God work too?"

Lu Liangsheng held up the city god in front of him, and the latter laughed out loud, took a step back, bowed and said goodbye, turned around and dissipated in the sky light, and the sound echoed.

"Ji's ghost incense becomes a god, protecting the people of the country is the duty. The national teacher, say goodbye!"

The soldiers on Wanshou Temple around him quietly turned their faces, and looked at the national master there as if he was talking to someone, bowing in the empty direction, his face suddenly looked a little ugly, and he hurriedly turned back and looked ahead.

‘The national teacher is not talking to ghosts, is it?’

When more than a hundred guards flashed through this thought almost the same thing, Lu Liangsheng came to this side, guarding the soldiers who were connecting the entrances and exits of Furong Pond, the feet and soldiers in their hands all rushed to the ground, making a "bang" sound.

"I've met the national teacher!"

Someone shouted in the middle and half knelt down with his weapon. Lu Liangsheng nodded and called him: "I want to enter the palace to see Your Majesty."

"yes!"

The soldier bowed his fists and walked out a few steps, and called him to park in the green tiled house that he had built at some time, and drove out a carriage.

Soon, Lu Liangsheng got into the carriage, put down the curtain, and the soldiers driving whipped the whip and drove to the north with the three big horses pulling the carriage. With the sound of the soldiers driving "Get out of the way! Pedestrians avoided", he walked through the disturbing Dongshichang Street, entered the imperial city from Yanxi Gate, followed the long palace walls, and then entered the Daxing Palace.

The long white rock steps extend to the main hall of Daxing, and the small study in the side hall, the emperor was talking about the south with a group of summoned civil and military officials. At this time, the news there had not come yet, or on the way, there was some need to be repeated consideration of the war and the subsequent aftermath.

"Your Majesty, Han Zhuguo has been through the battlefield for a long time. The next generation in the family is full of talents. Even his nephew has learned all kinds of civil and military affairs. It can be seen that Shang Zhuguo is very strict in his daily teaching. On the battlefield, he may make the rebels frightened."

It is not actually an exaggeration to brag about. Yang Jian, who was sitting behind the Dragon Case, naturally knew how powerful the general was, but he was a little worried. Although he hired the national teacher to take action, he was still a little worried. Over the past few years, he didn't know what happened to him. He became more and more capable of doing things. He was hesitant and hesitant enough to make decisions.

"I know what you said. I know Han Qinhu's ability. I know more than you. But there are also capable people in the rebels."

"Report to Your Majesty."

Outside the study door of the side hall, an eunuch bowed and stood at the door: "The national teacher is back."

Behind the Dragon Case, Yang Jian was about to agree, his brows spread wide, stood up slightly, and told the eunuch: "Come in quickly and ask the national teacher."

Then, he waved to several ministers.

"I'll talk about this for now. You guys go back first."

Among the few people, Min Changwen was also inside and looked at each other. They also knew that the national teacher's methods had to come back south this time, and they must have brought the news from there and wanted to listen to it. Seeing that the emperor drove people away, they had to bow and take a break.

Lu Liangsheng, who retreated outside the hall and walked up step by step under the stone steps, saw the four ministers in the court and nodded.

"I've seen several adults."

"I have also met the national teacher."

"By the way, the national master, what's wrong with the south? But to take away the thieves' magical powers? Why don't you let Lao and a few people secretly take a look first, that demon?"

The ministers in the court were all ordinary families, and they were naturally curious and admired the method of practicing Taoism and immortality. Seeing Lu Liangsheng only smiled and said nothing, they were not embarrassed, so they let Kaidao go and let him go.

"Min Shilang."

Crossing the high threshold, Lu Liangsheng saw Min Changwen behind several ministers, who nodded signally: "Your Majesty is still waiting inside. The national teacher will come in first to meet the saint. If you have time, come to our mansion to reminisce about the past."

"Come when you have time."

The old and the young passed by. Lu Liangsheng withdrew his gaze. The eunuch who led the way quickly came up and followed behind. He led the study outside the side hall before stopping. He stood between the two guards at the door and bowed to the closed door.

"Your Majesty, the national savage has arrived."

Inside the door, there was a sound on the bamboo slips. For a moment, Yang Jian's voice also came out: "Please come in."

Squeak

The door of the study slowly opened, and the eunuch bowed and retreated to one side, making an invitation inside.

Lu Liangsheng walked inside, and a round incense burner stood on the red carpet. The rich fragrance floated out from the gaps in the air. Several bookshelves were placed around, adjacent to the bonsai. The main position above the center was on the dragon courtyard surrounded by red lacquer fences. A spacious stone table was placed, filled with various bamboo slips, books, and some official documents were scattered on the ground.

"Meet Your Majesty."

"The national teacher doesn't have to be too polite, please sit down quickly."

Yang Jian got up from the Dragon Case and asked someone to bring a seat. Perhaps he was a little anxious about the matter in the south, so he quickly came down from the Long Court and asked about the important matters.

"National Master, how is the war there?"

On the big chair, looking at the anxious old man, Lu Liangsheng couldn't help but laugh. An emperor was so concerned about national affairs that made him feel comfortable. However, now, in addition to the war in the south, the most important thing is the demon star in the sky.

"The thief leader fled far away, and the general who led the rebel army has been beheaded by General Han and displayed in public."

The words paused for a moment, and spoke again in the emperor's reassurance.

"Your Majesty, I have another thing to come this time, which is related to the world."

The scholar sitting on the chair was about to say something suddenly stopped beside his lips, turned his face, and looked to the northwest of the side hall, as if he had seen something through a thick palace wall and a city wall.

His eyelids hopped.

‘It’s so strong that a spiritual energy is not right. Why do you have the power of Buddha? Master Wuyuan took action?’

In amazement, even Yang Jian's words came from his ears: "National Master?" were ignored.
Chapter completed!