The video is interrupted.
Xiang Ning was huffing and puffing, like a cat ready to scratch someone.
She was really wronged.
He obviously heard from Master Qingqiu that Fan Li was assassinated in Chang'an. Although he was lucky enough to survive, he was still seriously injured.
Xiang Ning was worried and quickly sent a video to Fan Li.
Unexpectedly, he recovered from his injury very quickly.
Not only was he able to jump around, but he also boasted that he spent millions of dollars in Chang'an and bought many treasures of earth-level and heaven-level items.
Six pieces of beautiful clothes produced by [Yunxiufang]?
Not her part?
"Am I the emperor of Chu?"
"Is he Fan Li still a subject of Chu?"
"When buying beautiful clothes, can't he think of me?"
Xiang Ning was really wronged.
Especially when I think about how much I care about him, my good heart is really being fed into the dog's belly.
"Why are you angry?"
A calm voice came, it was Holy Lord Qingqiu.
She couldn't hear Xiang Ning's thoughts, and she couldn't understand. Xiang Ning's mood alternated between anxious, happy, and depressed.
How can human emotions be so rich?
"master……"
Xiang Ning pursed his lips, his eyes still slightly red.
"If you have a man you know well, and he pretends to care about you, but gives expensive gifts to other women, will you be angry, master?"
Xiang Ning originally thought that Holy Lord Qingqiu could become her confidant and criticize Fan Li's "evil deeds" with her.
However, no.
Qingqiu heard this and asked: "I didn't know that Fan Li always cares about you? Aren't you a traitor and scold him hundreds of times every day? Even I have heard you tell many stories about his domineering behavior. .”
"Master~~~!!"
Xiang Ning's cheeks turned red.
She really suspected that Holy Lord Qingqiu was not popular in the Pure Land all because of her mouth!
"Besides, I don't know anyone well, so I can't answer your question." Holy Lord Qingqiu said seriously.
"Hypothesis? Is that okay?" Xiang Ning was a little depressed.
She thought to herself, could it be that Master Qingqiu is a man of grass and trees? Otherwise, how could he be so rigid and ruthless?
As the saying goes, grass and trees are merciless.
"Confucianism has a saying, a man is not a fish, how can he know the happiness of a fish? I don't know a man well, how can I make an assumption?" Qingqiu asked rhetorically.
Xiang Ning was speechless.
Qingqiu and Fan Li actually gave her a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Master, my practice has gone smoothly recently. What can I do for you?" Xiang Ning pouted, looking weak.
Qingqiu has a dull personality.
Although he agreed to accept Xiang Ning as his disciple, he didn't come to see her on weekdays except for giving guidance on cultivation.
The only exception was to inform her about Fan Li's assassination in Chang'an.
"It's not a big deal."
Holy Lord Qingqiu still spoke calmly.
"There's some trouble in Pure Land."
"On weekdays, we can purchase various resources needed for cultivation from Da Chu, but recently the purchasing channels have been cut off."
"Disciples in the Pure Land have no raw materials available for refining elixirs and refining Qi."
"Even Holy Master Jinde wanted to refine her book "Female Virtues", but she was forced to give up because she ran out of materials and failed to replenish them."
"The Supreme Holy Lord is trying to open up trading channels in the Ming Dynasty."
"But prices are higher in Ming Dynasty, and the purchase cost is expected to increase by 30%."
"In order to save expenses, the Supreme Holy Master is considering reducing the material share of each generation of disciples."
Xiang Ning was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"
But she was thinking in her heart that Xiang Chong was now the emperor of Dachu, and he and Empress Dowager Li were close to the Pure Land.
It is impossible for Xiang Chong to do such a thing as cutting off trade channels.
It must be Fan Li!
Xiang Ning guessed immediately and took revenge as soon as he was assassinated. He acted so quickly!
"Ah!" Xiang Ning thought of something again and said depressedly: "Master, wouldn't my cultivation also be delayed?"
She was trapped in the Pure Land, without the royal treatment, and could only receive the resources shared by ordinary disciples.
Fan Li took revenge on the Pure Land of Sanskrit, so why did he become a victim himself?
"I won't delay you."
Holy Lord Qingqiu shook his head, with a slightly strange expression on his face.
"There is a secret channel from the Chu State that took the initiative to contact me yesterday. It said that it represents Fan's Trading Company and is willing to supply various cultivation resources for free for a long time."
She paused briefly and added: "Exclusively for you and me."
Xiang Ning was stunned.
She couldn't believe her ears!
This...could this be something Fan Li did quietly for himself?
Qingqiu didn't care how shocked she was and directly thrust a gourd into her hand.
"The gourd contains fifty heaven-level elixirs and three hundred earth-level elixirs, which are your share for a month."
so much?
Xiang Ning gradually fell into sluggishness while holding the heavy gourd.
Even when she was Emperor of Chu, the royal family could not afford such an amount of elixir resources.
Fan Li, how much wealth does he control?
At this moment, the master and the apprentice were of the same mind.
When Xiang Ning heard it, Holy Master Qingqiu also muttered in a low voice: "It's nice to have money."
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Han Dynasty, Chang'an City.
The mythical beast came to the world and surrendered to His Majesty, and the whole country celebrated.
In the city, the roads are paved with loess and the streets are splashed with clean water.
Weiyang Palace was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and a thousand banquets were arranged.
Liu Xie, the 29th emperor of the Han Dynasty, was wearing an imperial crown and a nine-inch crown.
At this moment, he was living in Weiyang Palace, looking through the window at the civil and military courtiers taking their seats in the square outside the palace.
Liu Xie's eyes fell on the chief minister.
The place was empty, indicating that Dong Zhuo hadn't arrived yet.
What a big shelf.
Liu Xie's eyes were a little gloomy. In fact, he should have been used to Dong Zhuo's domineering attitude.
Even if the emperor holds a banquet, whether Dong Zhuo comes or not depends on his mood.
It's just a little different tonight.
Liu Xie knew that Dong Zhuo would definitely come!
"All officials, both civil and military, congratulate me."
"All the great Han people are happy for me."
"I have been in power for decades, but today I discovered that I am truly the emperor of the Han Dynasty."
Liu Xie seemed to be talking to himself.
When he finished speaking, someone answered.
At this time, there was no Princess Changle behind him, let alone Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.
On the night of the celebration, Liu Xie was followed by several commanders of the Yulin Guards, who were newly armored and impressive.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that all Habayashi Kenji are loyal to Your Majesty! Tonight, we are willing to fight to the death for Your Majesty!"
After saying that, the commanders all knelt down.
Their eyes are full of fanaticism and loyalty, and every word they say comes from the bottom of their hearts!
Liu Xie turned around and helped several commanders up with his own hands.
"How lucky am I to have so many beloved ladies?"
Yulinwei was created by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty as a personal army for the emperor.
There were three princes in the Han Dynasty: the prime minister, the Taiwei, and the imperial censor.
Among them, the Taiwei is in charge of military affairs.
However, Yu Linwei only respects the sacred order and is not subject to the control of Taiwei's military symbols.
Therefore, the Yulin Guards of all dynasties were deeply trusted by Han emperors.
Liu Xie's trust in Yulin Wei was even higher than that of Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Sun Quan.
"Dong Gong is here~~~~~~~~~~!"
Suddenly a voice sang.
In the square of Weiyang Palace, Dong Zhuo has not yet been seen, but all the civil and military officials are as silent as a chill.
After a while, a large group of people finally appeared.
Flags are flying, drums and music are playing to clear the way.
The queue is divided into three sections, including [front lead] and [rear guard].
In the center is a very luxurious chariot, with a bright yellow canopy erected.
Liu Xie looked at it coldly and squeezed out four words between his teeth: "The emperor's guard of honor..."
(Sorry for the late update due to illness)
(End of chapter)
