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Chapter Thirty-Two: The First Emperor Has Began to Be Fooled by Qi Refiners? Stealing My Business

Qin Feng got up early and came outside Wangyi Palace.

[Why is there still a late spring cold in Xianyang? It’s so cold in the morning!]

The doctors on duty at the palace gate were already very familiar with Qin Feng. When they saw him coming, they immediately nodded and bowed to greet him.

Qin Feng tightened his bearskin cloak and went over to say hello with a smile.

Now in Xianyang, who doesn't know that Qin Feng is a ruthless person?

You can do whoever you say you will do, no ambiguity at all!

When Qin Feng yawned and walked to the door of the main hall, he found that Zhao Gao, the unlucky guy, was freezing outside just like him.

"Fellow! Long time no see!"

"Oh! Mr. Qin, why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming?"

The two of them greeted each other enthusiastically, which was extremely hypocritical.

"What's wrong, Mr. Zhao? Why didn't you enter the hall to serve the king today?"

Qin Feng asked curiously.

"Forget it, a Qi Refiner recently came to discuss with the King, saying that there is a kid in the hall, and today he is going to catch the kid in front of all the civil and military officials!

I'm here just to cooperate in catching the kid!"

Zhao Gao replied mysteriously.

[What? A qi-refiner? Is it possible that a warlock will come to deceive the First Emperor so quickly? 】

[A man as wise and powerful as the First Emperor would be deceived by these swindlers. His reputation would be ruined in one day!]

[Damn it, it seems there is no chance today, I’d better go home and take a nap as soon as possible!]

Qin Feng yawned, greeted Zhao Gao, and turned around to leave.

As a result, he was stopped after taking only two steps.

"Your Majesty invites Doctor Qin!"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment and looked around alertly.

After being reminded by Fusu yesterday, he now feels that there are people trapping people everywhere.

After all, no one wants to be pointed at by dozens of powerful crossbows.

Ying Zheng wore twelve crowns, making it difficult for officials to see his expression.

Just as a familiar voice sounded in his ears, a smile appeared on his face, and he immediately asked the eunuch to call Qin Feng in.

What a brat! You actually think that I will be deceived? Do you think that my reputation will be ruined in one day?

If that's the case, I'll let you come in and see what these Qi Refiners are capable of!

Ying Zheng was actually a little skeptical, but these Qi refiners seemed to be really capable, making him a little unpredictable.

For example, yesterday's paper turtle channeled and played in the water, which was really magical.

"My humble minister, Qin Feng, pays homage to the king and wishes him great blessings and longevity!"

When Qin Feng's voice echoed through the hall, he immediately became the focus of the audience.

The group of Confucian scholars headed by Zhou Qingchen looked at him with hatred.

The Chu officials headed by Prime Minister Chang Pingjun wished they could tear Qin Feng alive.

Old Qin Xungui, headed by the imperial censors Wang Wan and Feng Quji, had a complicated face.

On the contrary, the guest officials from the six countries, headed by Tingwei Li Si and Meng Wu, admired Qin Feng very much.

"Get back on your feet and let's watch the immortal family drive away ghosts."

When Qin Feng heard this, he stood up and stood behind Meng Wu.

Meng Tian is now hanging out with Qin Feng, and Meng Wu is also an uncle after all, so he is naturally close to them.

In the center of the hall, a Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face, a fairy-like spirit, suddenly waved his whisk.

The three strands of beard under his chin were blowing in the wind, and he was mumbling something:

"I, Penglai Immortal Lu Yu, will drive away ghosts today and protect the prosperity of the Qin Dynasty! Turn off the lights!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire hall instantly became dim.

Lu Yu held a mahogany sword in his hand, spinning and jumping constantly, muttering words in his mouth and slashing the air.

Qin Feng yawned and looked at Lu Yu in boredom.

After a while, exclamations of surprise appeared in the hall.

Chunyu Yue pointed to the darkness in the corner and shouted:

"Your Majesty! The kid has appeared!"

The ministers looked around and saw little bits of phosphorus fire swaying and then drifting towards the crack in the door, trying to escape through the crack in the door!

"Zhao Fu Ling!"

Lu Yu shouted loudly, and Zhao Gao appeared at the door of the hall holding the Eight Diagrams Diagram, rushed towards the phosphorus fire, and pinned it to the ground.

Lu Yu threw a broken bone on the Bagua map, muttered something in his mouth, pointed with his peach wood sword, and shouted:

"This ghost has been sealed in the bones! Please prepare the oil pan!"

"Grease the pan!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but marvel. He wanted to see Qin Feng's reaction, but found that the boy's eyes were half-squinted and he was about to fall asleep???

Following Ying Zheng's order, a huge oil pan was brought into the main hall.

Lu Yu stepped forward and took a look at the oil pan, and saw it began to boil and bubble, with white smoke curling up. He actually put his entire arm into the oil pan in full view of everyone!

"What!?"

"The Lu Xian family doesn't want it!"

"What's your name? You're from the Immortal Family, why are you afraid of cooking in a frying pan?"

Lu Yu had a calm smile on his face, and he didn't care even though the frying pan was overflowing with oil stars.

A happy smile suddenly appeared on Chunyu Yue's face, he stroked his beard and nodded repeatedly.

The ministers were also shocked, and their eyes when looking at Lu Yu became respectful.

This is a real fairy house! It’s not afraid of high-temperature oil pans!

Lu Yu was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, except for a sleepy Qin Feng.

He didn't care about the young man, but took his arm out of the hot oil pot, threw the remaining bones into the pot, turned around and saluted Ying Zheng respectfully:

"Your Majesty, the little devil is gone, God bless the Qin Dynasty!"

"Xianjia's arm is actually intact!"

"Oh my God! What a miracle!"

"God bless the Qin Dynasty!"

In the main hall, voices of admiration echoed one after another, and even Ying Zheng couldn't help but widen his eyes with excitement on his face.

Immortals! In this world, there are actually immortals who are not afraid of the frying pan!

Wouldn’t that mean there is also immortality?

[Well, the next step is to trick the First Emperor into practicing the art of immortality, right? Can you change it to something new? 】

[I’m so sleepy, I knew I wouldn’t come, it’s so boring!]

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at Qin Feng, who was scratching his itch out of boredom, and couldn't help but said angrily:

"Qin Feng! Why don't you speak? Are you doubting the Lu Xian family?"

Qin Feng quickly walked out of the queue and said respectfully:

"The king has misunderstood. I am shocked. Lu Yuxian's family is really an immortal family! It is different from the fake ones outside!"

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Qin Feng strangely. What do you mean it is different from the fake ones outside? Who are you mocking here?

Lu Yu's right hand stroking his beard trembled slightly, and he pulled off two beards, which made him tremble in pain.

Then he looked at Qin Feng and said lightly:

"Master Qin, do you have any advice for me?"

Qin Feng shook his head with a smile:

"Don't dare, don't dare, how dare Qin Feng give advice to the Xian family."

【It’s over now! Watching a monkey show is not so boring!】

Ying Zheng was speechless. Such an immortal magic, you actually think it is not as good as a monkey show?

You stinky boy! If there weren't so many people, I would have to whip you!

"Retreat! Qin Feng stays!"

"promise!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel happy when he saw all the officials retreating.

[Hey! I finally have the opportunity to propose marriage to the First Emperor, and I have to spend some money on the bride price!]

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment. Proposed marriage? Which kind of marriage?

(Please use love to generate electricity 3 times a day for free~Thank you "Boring Dead Corpse" for giving it to me every day~I love you)


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