Just when everyone was thinking about the aftermath and how to deal with King Zhong.
A petite yellow figure rushed down from the throne, flew in front of Zhao Mengqi, opened her thin arms like a tigress, protecting her taller brother, and screamed, "My fourth brother It’s not an evil dragon! It’s not a demon! No! You bad old man! You’re a bad person! I won’t allow you to slander and slander my fourth brother!”
Zhao Mengqi looked at the thin but full-strength Zhao Han in front of him, and was deeply shocked. Then a warm current arose in his heart and rushed to his eyes, making him feel hot and itchy, and even started to moisten.
This girl, who is usually so timid and timid that she doesn't even dare to talk to strangers, actually...
"Don't believe this bad old man, he is a liar! He is lying! My fourth brother is not an evil dragon..."
Zhao Han was angry and anxious, her little face was red from suppressing it, and there were big beads of sweat on her forehead, and she tried hard to defend her brother.
"Jian Niang..." Zhao Mengqi walked around to his sister, gently pressed her arms down, and couldn't help but hug her into his arms, caressing the back of her head, "Jian Niang, don't panic, no one can hurt her. Fourth brother, besides, only the elder brother can protect his sister. How can a sister protect her brother? Don’t worry, fourth brother will be fine. Just wait aside. Later, fourth brother will take you to eat something delicious."
In his brother's arms, listening to these comforting words, Zhao Han calmed down a little, but he was still worried, "But..."
"Stop it, Jian Niang, you have to believe in fourth brother." Zhao Mengqi patted his sister's shoulder lightly, as if to convey confidence to her.
"Meow..." At this time, the lion cat chased over and squatted at Zhao Han's feet, raising its head and expressing dissatisfaction with its owner.
Zhao Mengqi let go of his sister, leaned over to pick up the lion cat, put it into her arms, scratched her little nose, and joked, "Luckily it's a cat, otherwise you would have broken it. Go ahead and come to the throne." Go and see how Fourth Brother teaches the bad guys a lesson."
Watching his sister slowly walk back to the stage, Zhao Mengqi didn't know that in the waiting room pavilion on the west side of Royal Street, there were two pairs of beautiful eyes looking at this side, worried about him.
"How long has it been, and this bastard still has the heart to chat with Xiao Douya!" Qian Duo said angrily, but his eyes were full of anxiety and nervousness.
Qian Xiaopang also looked at Zhao Mengqina, but there was no worry on his round face. Instead, he smiled and said, "Sister, are you worried about your brother-in-law?"
"Shut up!" Qian Duo slapped Qian Long on the head, as if he was not in the mood to teach him a lesson like before.
Wanwan next to the two siblings seemed calm in her eyes, but the brocade handkerchief in her hand had been crumpled into a ball of pickles.
"Why does Your Highness need to worry? Let's wait and see..." Qian Xiaopang muttered, preparing to enjoy Zhao Mengqi's performance.
When Zhao Han returned to the throne safely, Zhao Mengqi smiled slightly, then turned around and moved as fast as a rabbit, crossing a distance of more than ten feet in an instant, and grabbed Taoist Zhang's lapel.
Daoist Zhang didn't even have time to react when he heard Zhao Mengqi say, "Are you sure that your so-called evil spirit has not escaped? Are you sure that as long as I am near, that shit will not move?"
Regarding Zhao Mengqi's unexpected and shocking move again, the still hesitant Zhao Guan family did not say anything, and the important ministers did not act rashly at this moment. Many officials were ready to make a move but had scruples, while the people were full of uproar and could only make noises.
Taoist Zhang was caught and found that he could not break free. He looked around and waited for someone to come forward, but found that everyone nearby was watching.
"Answer me!" Zhao Mengqi's voice became serious.
"Indeed... indeed... sure." Taoist Zhang couldn't deny it, otherwise, he would be admitting that he was lying.
Zhao Mengqi turned his head and looked at the ministers, "You must listen clearly."
Without waiting for the officials to respond, Zhao Mengqi grabbed Taoist Zhang and approached the wooden frame. Then, everyone saw that the Weisheng Qian started to shake again, and it seemed even more irregular.
How is this going? Didn't you say you can't move?
"Haha, you are very good at Niubi. You have the potential to be a scientist."
Zhao Mengqi confirmed his guess, and threw Taoist Zhang to Xue Jin's feet with a strong flick, "Tear him naked!"
"Here!" Xue Jin took the order and started to take off the Taoist priest's clothes without hesitation.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun couldn't help but be stunned, and then a wry smile appeared on his lips, "Is this Old Lin planning to steal my son? Just favoring him..."
Although there were complaints in his words, Zhao Yun's trust in Lin Yaban remained unshaken, but he was just a little bit annoyed for some reason.
Xue Jin's technique was very rough, tearing apart whatever could not be removed, and soon stripped Taoist Zhang into a naked pig. At least he still remembered that this was the imperial palace, so he left a pair of sinus pants.
Zhao Mengqi squatted beside the clothes he had taken off, rummaged through them, and found four magnets, two of which were still hidden in his shoes, so he didn't take them in disgust.
He played with two magnets and showed them to the officials, who were very confused.
"Is this a magnet? Why is that Taoist priest carrying this?"
"Prince Zhong, doesn't he mean that Taoist Zhang used this to control Yan Shengqian?"
"No way, that money is made of copper."
They didn't wonder for long, because Zhao Mengqi was already holding the magnet, playing with Wei Sheng Qian, and having a great time.
After playing for a while, I felt that it still required a lot of skills to coordinate several magnets to control it. This made Zhao Mengqi have some admiration for Taoist Zhang. He is truly a professional.
Throwing away the magnet, he picked up the winning coin, which was twice the size of an ordinary copper coin. He weighed it a few times, then broke it hard, and the money broke into two halves.
It can be seen from the fracture that this is actually an iron coin, just covered with a layer of copper.
"You all, take a look." Zhao Mengqi threw half of it to the left and right trains.
After the officials received it, they took turns to read it and understood the trick.
At this time, Zhao Mengqi picked out a few soybean-sized wax balls from Taoist Zhang's clothes. After thinking about it, he pinched one with his fingers and said, "Hey, hurry is like a law!"
With a pinch and a flick, he threw out a flame.
Now, if there are officials who don't understand, they are really fools. Although they may not know that the wax pills contain yellow phosphorus, they know that it is definitely not the so-called fairy fire.
Ignoring the reactions of the ministers, Zhao Mengqi walked up to Taoist Zhang who was as bare as a pig and pointed at the bronze tripod at the Bagua altar.
"I want to change the oil in there, and then ask the immortal master to perform another oil pan performance to make money. What do you think? Or, let me just let you go down and take a bath?"
"No! Don't..." Taoist Zhang trembled all over.
Zhao Mengqi chuckled, "Don't you have anything else to say?"
"I... don't... don't know, your highness, what do you want me to say..."
"Oh, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin. Do you think that, wait a moment, a bald monk will come to rescue you, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and bringing shrimp soldiers and crabs?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, what does this mean?"
"When you were showing off your magical power just now, didn't you hear the abnormal sound coming from the direction of Wansongling? You really shouldn't have done it. Although you were far away and the sound was hazy and subtle, you, a enlightened person, , shouldn’t your ears and eyes be sharp?”
