Xiao Xian hugged her and changed places, "Shh, keep your voice down. This old man has a very weird temper. I won't follow him. I can eat whenever I want. Why ask for it from him? But every time the emperor wants to eat, he will ask for it."
Several waves of people have to be sent to spread the word, and the old master will dig around and pick a few for his disciples to send to the palace."
When Shen Mingzhu heard this, she became curious. She had also heard of this Ling Xuzi in her previous life. It was said that he was the junior disciple of Chong Xuzi in Chongxu Taoist Temple. He was more profound in Taoism than Chong Xuzi, but he was tired of the secular world and did not want to deal with the world, let alone the royal family.
People have too many negotiations, so even if the emperor favors him and invites him many times, he remains unmoved.
The emperor's health was getting worse and worse due to the fatigue of drinking and sex, so he liked to eat all kinds of fruits from him, such as pomegranates, peaches, honey apricots and other fruits, but he did not pretend to do so.
In her previous life, she was busy planning the world with Xiao Che, and didn't pay much attention to this veteran. Later, she didn't find out how he ended up, because there was no intersection, so she didn't have that interest or awareness.
Shen Mingzhu saw Xiao Xian's strange behavior in picking pomegranates. He didn't go directly to pick pomegranates, but looked around, as if he was looking carefully to see if there were any insects.
Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but said: "It's cold here, let's just pick a few and go."
As she spoke, she walked to a tree and reached out to pick pomegranates.
"Don't move!" Xiao Xian shouted in a low voice, swooped over, and rolled around on the spot holding Shen Mingzhu a few times. He heard a few puffs and saw several sharp arrows go deep into the place where she was standing.
It's so fast that it's unimaginable.
If Xiao Xian hadn't moved faster, Shen Mingzhu would have had a few more holes in his body.
Shen Mingzhu said angrily: "What a vicious old man, he's just a few pomegranates, he doesn't need to be so vicious, and he doesn't have the hatred to dig graves."
All the mechanisms in the emperor's tomb were used.
"Humph, is it easy for me to take care of these fruit trees? I have taken care of them since they were small seedlings, and over the years I have watched them turn into pomegranate trees that can bear fruit. Why should I pay for my hard work?
Let you take it away for free!"
A cold voice came, with a coldness in the vicissitudes of life.
Shen Mingzhu immediately felt that this kind of people are very difficult to deal with. They have no desires, live in their own world, measure everything by their own standards, and are not affected by the outside world at all.
And because of his unique approach, some outsiders criticize and criticize him, but naturally some also appreciate him.
For example, the emperor.
However, Shen Mingzhu felt that the emperor did not necessarily admire him, maybe just to show that he was a different monarch!
She didn't want to get involved with such people, so she immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, we were reckless."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her eyes light up, and she saw a person standing on a small mountain peak not far away, with flowing clothes and a cold temperament.
The lantern next to him emits a snow-white light, illuminating his fluttering beard, giving him a somewhat fairy-like appearance.
Xiao Xian protected Shen Mingzhu beside him, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't want to disturb you at first. I just wanted to pick two pomegranates. Now that you have discovered it, we don't have to feel guilty and can just eat openly."
Shen Mingzhu couldn't help but glance at him. How could this Xiao Xian have such a relaxed side?
Judging from the way he talked to the old Taoist, he seemed to be an unruly and naughty young man.
