Two elders of the Qin family, Rui, passed away. Even if it was passive, the grandness of the funeral shocked even Emperor Qian Ning. When he heard the message from the people below, it turned out that it was the elder of the Qin family who had disappeared for fifty years. The lady is back, so the Buddhist and Taoist sects and a group of dignitaries came to express their condolences.
Good guy, this is all a drunkard's fault.
To express condolences is just a way of expressing condolences, but to see the true face of the Immortal Lord is the real thing.
And through this, the connections of the Qin family once again made Emperor Qian Ning feel bitter and afraid. However, there were still people around him who kept talking, saying that although the Qin family only produced high-ranking officials of the third rank, the new generation was not smart. Young man, both civil and military officials in his family served as officials in the court.
He has strong connections in the court and good connections in Buddhism and Taoism. If the Qin family wants to rebel, they can probably pry the throne from under his butt, right?
The more Emperor Qianning thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, especially since the military power had not been regained for a long time. The behemoths of the Quan family in the northwest were simply a big threat.
My grandfather even built a temple specifically for this immortal king. I wonder if she can help him?
At most, he can make her a national preceptor. If she doesn't want to, then...
Emperor Qian Ning's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness, and the violent aura made his beloved concubine who was nestling next to him keenly aware of it, stiffening and trembling slightly.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Gu Guifei called out delicately.
Emperor Qian Ning glanced at her and said, "I'm wondering if that Immortal Lord is really that capable?"
Concubine Gu smiled coquettishly: "No matter how powerful I am, how can I be better than you? You are the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being, the True Dragon Emperor! To say that you are an Immortal King is just the world's propaganda and deification. How can there be a real Immortal? If there were, how could they stay in the mortal world and they would have ascended to heaven long ago?"
Emperor Qianning felt physically and mentally comfortable after being flattered, but when he thought of the warnings he had received in the past, his face darkened.
Even if they are not real immortals, they can still appear and disappear, and if they really have some magic at their disposal, they can kill themselves easily.
The most important thing is that their life span can really be extended. For example, the Taicheng master from Jinhua Temple is over a hundred years old and is still living well. This shows that cultivation is really useful.
There is no emperor who doesn’t want to sit on the dragon throne for a long time, long live long live, long live long live, and he is the same. Therefore, he once asked the eminent monks of the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism about practicing cultivation, but was told that one must have Buddhist and Taoist connections, and also have to Only with that kind of spiritual root can you find the secret to entering the Tao. Otherwise, no matter how hard you practice, it will be in vain.
And he doesn’t have any spiritual roots!
Therefore, he will die sooner or later, and his life span will definitely not be as long as those people.
Emperor Qianning was naturally unwilling to do so.
Why can those Taoist priests and monks live over a hundred years old, but he, the real Dragon Emperor, cannot?
Even the two old ladies of the Qin family are almost ninety!
Emperor Qian Ning lowered his eyes, hiding the calculation and greed in his eyes.
"The world's advocacy of deifying it has become deeply ingrained." He murmured.
Concubine Gu snorted and said: "Actually, this should be stopped. After all, it is you, the emperor, who governs this world, and the ancestors of the Qi family. But the world only knows the merits of the immortal king, who worships him day and night, why can't he see it? Are they worshiping you? Aren't you the emperor who works hard to govern the country? Even if there are people sitting in this temple, it should be you. The real dragon emperor deserves the world's knowledge and gratitude. Without the Qi family, how can they live and work in peace and contentment? "
Emperor Qianning looked at her and said meaningfully: "My beloved concubine said so, but because the Qin family rejected the Gu family's marriage proposal, it made you angry?"
Concubine Gu was shocked, and quickly knelt down, looking at him with admiration in her eyes, and said: "Your Majesty, although I blame the Qin family for not knowing how to praise, I also know that marriage is something that cannot be forced. It is my nephew who My son is not good enough for me. Originally, I wanted to push for this, and I also thought that this marriage would be concluded. We are related by marriage, and it was also your help, the emperor. I never thought that the Gu family would reach a higher level."
Emperor Qian Ning's breath tightened, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said: "The Gu family is your natal family, and you are my beloved concubine. Then the Gu family is a relative of the emperor, so why are you so high up on the Qin family?"
"But people don't like Chao'er either." Concubine Gu blinked her peach blossom eyes.
Emperor Qianning said calmly: "The ancestors have a legacy that the royal family will not marry the Qin family, but they did not say that the concubine's natal family cannot marry. The two of them are from the same family, so I will grant the marriage."
Concubine Gu hesitated: "Isn't this too demanding?"
Emperor Qianning looked displeased: "Under the sky, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers? How dare the Qin family resist the decree?"
Concubine Gu stretched out her green-white hand to caress his chest and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down, my concubine... ah ah ah ah."
She let out a scream, looked at the person who suddenly appeared out of thin air, rolled her eyes in fright, and fainted.
It was so outrageous, so fierce, she had seen ghosts in the daytime!
Emperor Qian Ning was so frightened that his heart was beating wildly and he couldn't even say the word "protect", but all the shadow guards hiding in the dark jumped out and stopped in front of him, pointing their swords at Qin Liuxi with frightened expressions.
This person appeared so suddenly that they didn't notice it at all. It was terrifying.
"Bold, you, who are you?" the eunuch beside Emperor Qian Ning asked tremblingly.
When Emperor Qianning saw Qin Liuxi's face clearly, his heart tightened, as if being pinched by an invisible hand, making him swollen and painful.
His legs under his dragon robe were trembling slightly, but his face was trying to remain calm. He had obviously recognized Qin Liuxi, but he didn't say a word.
Qin Liuxi clasped his hands behind his back, looked at Emperor Qianning, glanced at him, and shook his head slightly: "You are not as good as your grandfather Qi Qian."
The secret she had explored decades ago was correct. The Qi family's luck would not last for a hundred years, or even sixty years. This generation would only end with the person in front of her.
He is obese, but his body is full of puffiness, his face is dull, his eyes are heavy, and his body has been emptied out by his drinking. His imperial power is scattered and weak, and he is not as good as an important minister with a strong official career.
The most important thing is that the dragon's energy on his body is filthy and mixed, the aura is disordered, and there is no trace of the majesty and integrity of the dragon's breath. The bad luck is almost overwhelming the dragon's energy.
This naughty kid who wants to be beaten will ruin the Qi family's empire.
Qin Liuxi was counting with her hands behind her back, but the little fox who squatted on her shoulder and insisted on using it as a dog-skin plaster looked at her and rolled her eyes.
"Are you the Immortal Lord of Qingpingguan who doesn't ask for anything?" Emperor Qianning was a little surprised when he heard her words. He waved away the shadow guard and frowned: "You won't be polite when you see me?"
Feng Xiu turned around and was finally willing to look at the ugly ugly Emperor Ning. Did this damn kid think he had not been taught enough? How dare he ask Xixi to salute him?
"Are you worthy?" He looked at Emperor Qianning coldly and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Your grandfather Qi Qian has to be respectful to her when he sees her. How dare you let her salute you with your wine bag and rice bag? What are you doing? The birthday man hanged himself, because he disliked his long life and wanted to die?"
